he is from ancient times

When Feng Yang returned to the room, the moon was at its peak, but Ji Rongzhi was not there.

The night wind that occasionally drifted into the room leaked his whereabouts. Feng Yang stepped forward lightly, lifted the curtains, and indeed saw Mr. Ji in a daze in the usual place.

The night wind was blowing his long black hair slowly, and the brilliance under the red moon cast a thin layer of halo on him. Even though he was wearing modern clothes, Mr. Ji's unique classical charm remained undiminished. Thinking of the ancients who were homesick to Yue Yue, he gritted his teeth and smiled.

After thinking about it, since Rong Zhi met the old bald donkey, the time for admiring the moon has become longer and longer, and the number of times has also become more and more, hum, I'm not happy.Young Master Feng's face was tense, and he gave the innocent moon a cold look, showing extreme contempt.

Although Ji Rongzhi turned his back to the window, he heard very shallow footsteps, knowing that someone had begun to show childlike innocence again, and pretended not to notice the approaching figure behind him, and twisted when the salty pig's hand patted him on the shoulder.

Feng Yang had been prepared for a long time, he broke away sideways, embraced his arms with open arms, and hummed: "Ha, I've failed my studies."

"Hmph, the end of the sneak attack." Ji Rongzhi chuckled, but did not resist. He was at the mercy of Young Master Feng, looking in a good mood, then pointed to the moon and said, "Look, the color has become lighter."

Hearing this, Feng Yang raised his head. Compared with the full moon last time, tonight's red moon is indeed much lighter. "What does this mean?"

"Abandoning the killing intent and redeeming others will bring good rewards, what's more, it will disappear in the last days." Ji Rongzhi looked up at the moon and sighed, "The old bald donkey must know, and he has already reminded me."

"Tch, you have to play tricks on matters related to his life. In case of self-defeating, he will cry." Feng Yang had some prejudice against the old bald donkey, and now he grabbed his sore foot, wishing to step on it desperately .

Ji Rongzhi imagined the scene of the old bald donkey crying bitterly, a chill passed through his heart, and he shook his head, "Want to see the old bald donkey cry, it's hard to go to the sky. He doesn't know clearly, and I'm afraid he has some difficulties that he can't say."

"Hmph, why? I just hope that you will realize it yourself and be more active. This is how it is played on TV, and this pretense can highlight the superiority." Feng Yang sneered, and the words he said were sour.

"Pretentious? Pretentious?" Ji Rongzhi was relatively slow, completely unable to hear the other meaning, and Feng Yang jumped forward with a ignorant look of a curious baby.

Go to hell with the old bald donkey, Feng Yang tried his best to disturb Mr. Ji's thoughts, and said while gnawing: "Tomorrow ask Ruan Xiang to get us a TV, and I will teach you what is forced."

The next day, Wanhui's inspection report was handed over to Feng Yang.

Lin Caiwei said: "Wanhui's heart is still beating after being turned into a zombie. The muscles are relatively hard, and the healing of the injury is equivalent to that of a fifth-level zombie. There is no zombie virus in the body, and it does not have the ability to infect. Under normal conditions, all indicators are normal. Compared with other The cardinal numbers of the supernatural beings are the same."

Feng Yang nodded, flipped through it, as if he had thought of something, and said, "Well, there are quite a few Youjia who study medicine, and I'm going to put them in the guards and the hospital."

Ruan Xiang disapproved when he heard this, and said, "Brother Feng, Youjia has been in Xuanbei for more than four years, and you have only come to ride the wind and waves for one day. You are a bit hasty in doing this. Of course, I don't doubt anything. There is still a probationary period for employment. ?"

Lin Caiwei nodded, and said, "The research institute below the hospital is conducting research on mutants. This is the top secret of the base, so it's better to be careful. Before the Rong family joined the research institute, I also arranged another laboratory elsewhere."

Feng Yang turned his head and saw that Xie Huan had been silent, and asked, "What do you think?"

"No need for suspects, no doubts for employers." Xie Huan swiped the documents on the table a few times, and said casually: "It's not the You family's problem that Xuanbei can't keep You family."

"Well, I think so too." Feng Yang nodded, and ordered: "Just do it like this, the research on mutants will be arranged separately."

Lin Caiwei hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Yes."

After everyone finished discussing, Feng Yang stopped Xie Huan.

Feng Yang clicked on Wan Hui's inspection list, and asked, "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Xie Huan didn't change his face, smiled, and said lazily: "Oh, that guy slipped out to play alone and got lost."

"Anything else?" Feng Yang raised his eyebrows.

"Anything else?" Xie Huan rubbed his chin, frowned, thought hard, then clapped his hands, and said seriously: "For the mutant fruit, thank Mr. Ji for me."

"No more?" Feng Yang crossed his hands, leaned slowly on the back of the chair, hooked the corners of his mouth, his face was slightly cold.

"It's gone." Xie Huan raised the corners of his mouth, looked back with a calm face.

Feng Yang stared at him, was silent for a while, and sneered, "I thought we were friends."

"Yeah, Young Master Feng, what are you doing so far away?" Xie Huan approached slowly, put his hands on the desk, and blinked ambiguously, "Our relationship has passed the test of time."

Feng Yang looked away, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Get lost."

"Okay." Xie Huan turned his head with a smile, retired leisurely, walked to the door, turned his head slowly, and said with a smile: "Young Master Feng, I have always been grateful for the choice I made back then."

"Hum..." Feng Yang snorted coldly, and sighed silently when he heard the door closing, he only hoped that his guess was wrong, otherwise. . .

When Xie Huan went out, the smile on his face fell. Through the transparent glass, looking at the lush mountains and forests, his complexion was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with entanglement and pain.

Life is full of jokes, which can catch people off guard.

Here, Ji Rongzhi, who had finished his training in the morning, was strolling on the street as usual, and he heard Fatty Sun's roar from a distance.Pushing aside the crowd, I saw the distraught Sun Haoyun pulling a beard and shouting: "The price is so expensive, have you evolved from a barbarian to a profiteer?"

"The base prohibits hunting the mutated animals behind Yunkai Mountain. I hunted all these big guys from Pankou Mountain, so it's normal to ask for a higher price." The bearded man snorted coldly.

"Damn," Sun Haoyun muttered, and said with a straight face: "Tu Chang'an, for the sake of our friendship, let's make a discount."

Tu Changan glanced at him sideways, disdainful, "With your arrogant look just now, does it seem like you are talking about friendship with me?"

"Hey, I'll give you some color, you've started a dyeing workshop." Sun Haoyun rolled up his sleeves, gritted his teeth, and prepared to be tough.

A little girl poked her head out from behind the butcher's shop, and said crisply, "Uncle Fat, you can't bully others, there are dozens of people in our family waiting to eat."

"Oh, Xiaohui is here too, ahem," Fatty Sun quickly rolled down his sleeves and rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Then what, Fat Brother is playing with him, haha."

"Pfft!" Ding Hui covered her mouth and smiled, turned her eyes and saw Mr. Ji who was so beautiful and refined in the crowd. She blushed and shouted shyly, "Hello, Mr. Ji."

Fatty Sun and Tu Chang'an, who were secretly fighting each other, turned their heads and greeted each other with smiles.

Tu Changan shook off Fatty Sun, stepped forward, and said pleasantly, "Sir, I didn't expect you to come back."

"Well, long time no see." Ji Rongzhi was quite impressed with Tu Changan.

Tu Changan laughed a few times, and waved his hand, "Xiaohui, close the stall."

"Hey, it's only noon now." Sun Haoyun hurriedly packed the meat he bought.

The big man ignored him, rubbed his hands, and asked Ji Rongzhi: "Sir, come to my house?"

Ji Rongzhi looked up at the sun, there was still an hour before class in the afternoon, there was more time, so he nodded, "Yeah."

Tu Changan's home is not far from the foot of the mountain where Rong's family lives. The yard is huge, surrounded by thick wooden piles, and hidden among the sparse grass, which is a bit mysterious.

Don't underestimate the weeds in the last days. Although they haven't grown as strong as mutant plants, they are as tall as a person, like a corn field.People walk through it, and it is easy to lose direction.

Jubilant children's voices can be heard from a distance, adding a touch of popularity to this relatively barren land.Tu Changan quickened his pace, carrying a bag of meat and walked quickly on the wild path.

Entering the big yard, I saw that the grass inside had been trimmed in half to make a big lawn, surrounding the wooden houses.

Before entering the gate, there was already excited shouting inside the gate: "Uncle and sister are back, bringing back a lot of meat."

Tu Changan smiled, turned to Ji Rongzhi and said, "These children are not yet old enough to go to school, so they can only be raised."

Ji Rongzhi opened the door and went in, only to be surrounded by a group of slugs. They had just played around, and their clothes were dirty but tidy.When they saw the stranger, they immediately became quiet, with fear and vigilance on their faces. Children in the last days are terribly mature.There were also some very young and unrecognizable little guys who boldly tugged on his clothes, raised their heads and called him uncle.

Seeing the familiar scene, Ji Rongzhi felt relieved. After so many years, many things and many people have changed beyond recognition. Only Tu Changan is still that disgusting and kind-hearted knight.

When Ding Hui came back from putting the meat on, seeing her youngest brothers and sisters hugging Mr. Ji's thigh, she hurriedly shouted, "You've got this uncle's clothes dirty, let go quickly."

"Come on, let's go play on the lawn." The little girl yelled.

"Yeah, that's great."

"Go play on the lawn."

A hundred calls.

When Ding Hui coaxed the little ones away, Ji Rongzhi lowered his head, stared at the dark and black pants underneath, and frowned, sure enough, the little brats are the most troublesome.

"When Xiaohui and I were away, they didn't dare to play outside in the yard, they were all choked up." Tu Changan opened the wooden door on the far side, and led him into a big empty house, where there were only two A cushion and nothing.

Ji Rongzhi glanced around, a little puzzled, the most indispensable thing in the mountains is wood, it is impossible for someone who can build a wooden house not to know how to make furniture.

"There are too many children in the house. I was afraid that they would fall and touch them, so I didn't get any furniture." Tu Changan explained with a chuckle.

"Hmm." Ji Rongzhi replied, sitting on the cushion, looking out of the yard through the spacious window sill.

Seeing this, Tu Changan said, "Half a year after the base was built, Young Master Feng sent people to Ping'an Base to pick us up and make a home here. In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a year. This place is quiet and safe, and it is very good." .”