Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Chapter 384 Post-war trauma syndrome

While Meng Lang and Joe Freddy were secretly studying how to trick Fred, an interesting scene was also happening in Biyou Village.

Zhao Haitang, who was trembling all over and with limp limbs, lay down on the bed with Wang Zhenqiu's support, and Ma Xianhong, who was unconscious, was at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

"Haitang, what did you see? Since you came back, you have been looking strange, and you haven't even eaten a bite of dinner."

Zhao Haitang stared at his mung bean eyes, with a terrified expression: "Brother Qiu, run! We have to run quickly! There is a pervert in the health brigade! It's a devil, we have to run quickly!"

As he said that, the groundhog young man struggled to stand up, muttering in his mouth: "If you don't do it vigorously, it will be dangerous! I have to tell her about that demon, if I don't run away, it will be too late!"

"Hey, hey, just calm down!" Wang Zhenqiu held down the crazy Zhao Haitang, "Meng Lang has already rushed to Biyou Village during the day, and it is impossible for him to be in danger with Miss Zhuge, what is there to be afraid of?" Tell me what you have seen and heard."

As soon as Wang Zhenqiu mentioned the "terrible experience", Zhao Haitang once again recalled the harmonious and beautiful scenes of Xiao Zizai's Ling Chi Zhao Guizhen and the happy and satisfied expression of that lunatic when he started, and couldn't help but feel tender. His body trembled wildly, and he retched again.

"Oh, that's all right, if it's inconvenient, don't talk about it, and don't think about it anymore! I can probably guess something by looking at you like this."

Wang Zhenqiu patted Zhao Haitang on the back, and said with some unbearable heart: "I reported to Minister Meng during the day that I officially joined the health brigade, and at the same time I got some information about my teammates. You met Xiao Zizai and Is Zhao Guizhen? Zhao Guizhen is dead?"

"Yeah." Zhao Haitang nodded fiercely with a pale face, "He died after being cut by that pervert with red eyes for more than two hours. I will never forget his desperate look before he died."

"Well, it seems that the information is correct. Xiao Zizai is indeed seriously ill and mentally ill."

"Also? Who else is psycho?"

"Brother Haitang, don't be ridiculous. You know very well that I am a pervert. I also know that you are a paranoid. Let's not talk about the second brother. It's getting late today. You should go to bed early."

Zhao Haitang: ""

Why does everyone think that he is not worthy of Dali?

After closing his eyes and feeling uncomfortable for a while, Zhao Haitang opened his eyes again with cold sweat all over his head: "Brother Qiu, I'm afraid I can't do it."

Wang Zhenqiu, who was flipping through his phone, helplessly supported his forehead, and asked with a twitching corner of his mouth, "What's wrong with you?"

"As soon as I closed my eyes, the eyes of Daoist Zhao before his death sounded, and I couldn't sleep."

Wang Zhenqiu: ""

What does it matter if you can't sleep?Do you still want me to sing a lullaby to lull you to sleep?

"Brother Qiu, I couldn't fall asleep when I was a child, and my mother would sing me a lullaby. How about you sing me a lullaby too?"

"Wait!"

Standing up with a look of disgust, Wang Zhenqiu walked out the door expressionlessly.

"Brother Qiu, why are you going?"

"Find someone who can help you completely forget Daoist Zhao's death."

Ten minutes later, under Zhao Haitang's incomprehensible eyes, a handsome uncle in a golden nightgown with a stand-up collar, a long sandalwood box hanging behind his back, and holding a handful of melon seeds walked into the room together with Wang Zhenqiu.

"You are Brother Lu? Brother Qiu, why did you bring Brother Lu here?"

In the iPartment, Zhao Haitang once invited Lu Ziqiao and Zhang Wei to have a meal, and they had some dealings with each other. Seeing that Wang Zhenqiu actually brought him here, Zhao Haitang was a little puzzled.

"Of course it's to help you forget something you shouldn't remember."

Wang Zhenqiu smiled all over his face, with an expression of "I am for you".

"You are not from a serious background, and you are not able to accept some things. Brother Lu has a family-passed soul-brightness technique. I invite him to come over and help you forget something."

"Ming Soul Art? What is that?"

"That's my Lu family's innate ability. It can look up and modify other people's memories. It has a good clinical effect on breaking up with lovelorn and post-war traumatic stress syndrome." Lu Ziqiao explained with a smile, highlighting a piece of melon seed skin .

"Even the ability to talk nonsense?"

Zhao Haitang was startled for a moment, and then, as if thinking of something, he looked at Lu Ziqiao with a look of expectation in doubt, "It's not because Dali was controlled by you in this way that he forgot about me and fell in love with Meng Lang." Bar?"

"Puff ha ha ha ha!"

Lu Laobu sprayed a mouthful of melon seeds on Zhao Haitang's face, laughing so hard that he was out of breath.

Wang Zhenqiu, who was standing by the side, was also full of embarrassment when he heard the words.

"Brother Haitang, even if you want to lie to yourself, at least find a reasonable reason? Don't you remember that there is a causal relationship between you and Minister Meng?"

Seeing that Zhao Haitang's face was getting darker, Lu Ziqiao, who has become a lot of Buddhists recently, waved his hand lightly: "Okay, okay, it's normal for young people to be obsessed with the person they have a crush on, so there's no need to be too harsh, but what about it?"

As he said that, Lu Laobu went to the bedside and patted Zhao Haitang on the shoulder: "Young man, look away, when some girls are chasing, they really want to pay attention to a girl who kneels and insists, but is too assertive like Dali. It’s not just a matter of spending time chasing it.”

The groundhog youth lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head to look at Lu Ziqiao.

"Brother, can you tell me the story of Meng Lang and Dali? Even if I lose, I want to know where I lost."

"I believe that Dali is not the kind of person who blindly likes the strong. Meng Lang must have an unusual attraction to Dali from somewhere I don't know."

"Uh, what about this?" Lu Ziqiao scratched his head in embarrassment.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, the problem is that even he doesn't know how the two hooked up.

The fact is exactly the same. There are different opinions in the iPartment about why Zhuge Dali chased after Meng so much.

Anyway, he didn't really believe in Zhuge Qing's saying that the horoscope was compatible and fell in love at first sight, otherwise, could it be that Lu Xiaobu's horoscope when he was young was born to be incompatible with all girls?

So far, only Zhang Wei's reason that "Dali and Meng Lang saw him with extraordinary martial arts after a blind date, and then he fell in love with him and started chasing after him, and then fell in love with each other for a long time" was a little more plausible.

otherwise?It can't be like my silly wife said, Dali's spirit is not normal, right?

After careful consideration of his wording, Lu Ziqiao said in a slightly more tactful tone, "Brother Zhao Haitang, I don't know much about the matter between Meng Lang and Dali, and I may not be able to help you in this regard."

"However, the love apartment we live in is a geomantic treasure about love. If you want to hear it, I can tell you other people's stories. Maybe it can inspire you a little bit?"

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Chapter 385 Love Apartment Marriage History

An hour and a half later, Zhao Haitang and Wang Zhenqiu almost knelt down and listened to Lu Ziqiao's dictation of "The History of Marriage and Love in the Love Apartment".

Zhao Haitang's inner theater about to collapse:

Was that an emotional experience just now?Why are people living around Dali so weird?

Are you sure what you're talking about isn't a big crap-oriented emotional idol drama over five seasons?