The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

"..."

Not only did he choke him, but he also insulted him, and even knocked him on the head?

Cheng Ze's few words made Feng Lingyun, who was about to stop, laugh out loud.

The person he was unwilling to blame for a slap in the face actually asked another man to 'slap' him.

OK OK.

Feng Lingyun doesn't have a good temper, and he is best at fighting violence with violence.

He rolled up the cuffs of his black shirt with his slender knuckles and approached Fu Lin step by step, with a sinister smile on his thin and bright red lips.

"Fu Lin, don't run away, come here."

"!"

I rely on.

Fu Lin had shaved his head and his hair almost stood up due to his smile.

"...Brother, brother, listen to me, that was a misunderstanding, I didn't know she-"

"I didn't know you knew it now! What's the point of having sex with women? Come on, I'll practice with you. Aren't your hands itchy?"

Feng Lingyun didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense.

He pounced directly on Fu Lin, who was begging for mercy, and started a new round of beatings.

Talking while fighting——

"Medical expenses, medical expenses, I'm the best at paying for medical expenses. I'll pay for it for you!"

All that was left of the rose bouquet was the stick, so he simply threw it away and greeted Fu Lin's shoulder and back with his bare hands.

This place is thick and cannot be damaged.

Feng Lingyun is two years older than Fu Lin and the others, but when they were young, Fu Lin was too domineering and arrogant, so they often fought, and they were used to it.

"!!"

"I was wrong! I really know I was wrong... I'm sorry for Tang Qing, I'm sorry for the two brothers, you are all my brothers... Ah!"

Fu Lin didn't dare to fight back but felt a burning pain in his back!

He ran around and turned his head towards Cheng Ze, who also gave in.

He knew that Cheng Ze was venting his anger on Lin Qian.

Damn it, why did he owe a lot of people?

He obviously didn't do anything.

"Cheng Ze, Cheng Ze! Help me stop it! Brother?!"

Now I know how to call him brother.

Cheng Ze raised the corners of his lips and chuckled.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Mr. Fu is a man of iron bones. This little pain is nothing."

Before in the ward, he took care of the friendship and didn't take any action, but now Mr. Feng did it for him.

What does it mean?

Sometimes when facing an enemy, it is better to kill someone with a borrowed knife instead of having an attack on the spot.

Let this bastard go around seducing little girls and beat him!

"..."

Li Qing, standing under the floor-to-ceiling window, pursed her lips and smiled as she watched Feng Lingyun beat Fu Lin violently for her.

The sun shines through the glass window and onto the rose petals that have fallen all over the floor.

At this time, the sun is just right and the world is busy.

*

But it's not so easy on the other side.

The male villager looked at the door with disdain, his mouth full of yellow teeth.

"Where did these two stinky monks come from? What kind of world do they come down the mountain to ask for alms? The dogs in the village are all barking and roasting them. How can there be anything to feed you? Come on!"

"Hey, how can you talk like this-"

Song Xiaolou was about to rush over when he was grabbed by Jiang Nan.

They were in their employer's hometown, Shuilong Village, a poor small village.

The employer's name is Sun Wen, an honest and honest teacher.

After returning from studying abroad, he found that his childhood sweetheart and fiancée was missing.

I searched anxiously for several years but could not find any news, so I became ill and died due to depression.

After his death, he still missed his fiancée, so he made a last wish order.

Song Xiaolou and Jiang Nan's mission this time is to help Sun Wen find Lin Yueyue.

Based on the file clues submitted by Sun Wen, they found the house next door to Lin Yueyue.

The files show that this family once arranged a matchmaking process for Lin Yueyue!

But Sun Wen had come to ask many times before, and the family remained silent and refused to admit that they had talked to Lin Yueyue.

After all, everyone knew that Sun Wen and Lin Yueyue were engaged. They 'sold' Lin Yueyue while Sun Wen was not at home. They were so guilty that they didn't dare to admit it.

Sun Wen was well-educated and had no relatives at home, so there was nothing he could do if his family refused to recognize him.

Every time I asked, I was ridiculed, so I ended up depressed.

a few minutes ago--

As soon as they knocked on the door and before they had time to ask questions, they were treated as beggars by the man of the house.

It didn't take long for Song Xiaolou to recover from his leg injury. It took him twenty minutes to walk from the cemetery to the north end of the village. He was very annoyed now.

"Just asking him can kill half of his life? Who is he?"

"Everyone here is in danger and will definitely be on guard against unfamiliar faces. It's normal." Jiang Nan said.

The Republic of China is a garbled word.

It is a world of burning, killing, looting, and eating people without spitting out their bones.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he grabbed Song Xiaolou's monk's robe and walked to the other side.

"It looks like it's going to rain soon. Let's go to Sun Wen's house tonight to spend the night, and we'll find out more tomorrow."

It was getting late, and it was not appropriate to knock on doors.

It will only make the villagers become more defensive when they see them.

"...Okay," Song Xiaolou nodded and muttered, "That's the only way."

The messy chicken coop is paired with an earthy yellow monk's robe, and the cheeks are sallow with liquid foundation.

Jiang Nan still felt funny looking at his face. It was just his first day in the plane, so he was not in a hurry.

"No one lives in Sun Wen's home. Just one month after his death, the home is empty."

On the quiet village road, they chatted quietly.

Song Xiaolou said: "Hey, you said that even if Lin Yueyue was married off by a matchmaker, why didn't she write a letter or a sentence to Sun Wen?"

Even if it is inconvenient to come back after getting married, it does not mean that there is no news at all.

Could it be——

The person you just married is gone?

This is very likely.

The employer said in this assignment that it was okay to die, but you had to know how and where she died.

Sun Wen was still thinking about asking them to bring Lin Yueyue's bones back and bury them together with him.

We cannot grow old together while we are alive, but we look forward to sharing the same coffin after death.

It can be considered as living up to the youth's promise.

"We will find a way to ask that family tomorrow. No matter whether Lin Yueyue is dead or alive now, we have to let them tell her where she went and where she married her." Jiang Nan said.

As he was talking, he came to Sun Wen's house, which was in tatters.

Regardless of whether the house was valuable or not, as long as it was usable, the villagers had emptied it out. There was only a wooden bed left in the corner, without even a bedding.

Even if there is one, they don't want to use it.

Fortunately it is summer and the weather is not cold.

The black and gray luggage prepared by Sister Hua is very large and contains all basic daily necessities. Each luggage has a fleece blanket.

Jiang Nan swept the wooden bed, covered it with blue-covered books that the villagers did not want, and finally covered it with a blanket.

I simply ate some compressed biscuits and then slept side by side on the wooden board with Song Xiaolou.

There were no lights in the room, and there was a small solar-powered lamp on the ground, which was also taken out of the suitcase.

The countryside is so quiet at night, there really isn't even a dog barking.

"..."

"Can't sleep." Song Xiaolou clicked his tongue.

Jiang Nan closed his eyes and said nothing. In fact, he couldn't sleep either.

Song Xiaolou turned over and lay flat on his back muttering.

"....What is Cheng Ze doing right now? He should be working in front of the computer in his room. You said he misses me?.... Damn it, I miss him a little bit."

It turns out that this is how it feels to like someone, and I always think about it in my heart.

Song Xiaolou added: "I don't know how long it will take for this mission to end. Oh, I didn't worry about it so much before. Now I feel... It's heart-breaking and I can't wait to end the mission tomorrow."

"..."

"Jiang Nan, are you thinking about Old Tang too?"