[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

The light in the living room was slightly warm, shining on the sofa, reflecting on Zhang Qishan's stern face, softening the edges and corners a little.

"Buddha, eighth master please see me." The housekeeper's footsteps came from far to near, one after another, as if stepping on the apex of a person's heart.

"You tell him to go to the bedroom, I'll wait for him there." The owner of the hand put down the bowl and chopsticks. The hands were slender and strong, with some protruding knuckles, and the pads of the fingers were covered with thick calluses.Although not as good as Adjutant Zhang's narrow and slender hands, but plump and white, they still have a special flavor, probably a perfect combination of strength and beauty.

In half a month, the entrance examination will be held. Wen Yu, who has been taking the entrance examination since he was a child, is not nervous, just. . .

Leaning halfway in front of the window, she stared at the big Buddha in the yard, and the panic accumulated since time travel suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart, grabbing her whole body and mind.

I have already followed my own vision step by step, but why when the goal is almost completed, there is no joy of success, but I feel a little overwhelmed.

When you are living a hard life, you are full of energy all day long, but now, when you are free, you become sentimental.It is very reasonable for the ancestors to say that people are born in sorrow and die in peace, she thought to herself mockingly.

It must have been the afternoon sun, it was too hot, making people restless, forget it, go downstairs and ask Xiaocui for a bowl of sour plum soup, to chill this feeling of hurting spring and autumn that I don't know where it came from.

After passing through the corridor and going down the stairs, there was a rustling sound in Zhang Qishan's bedroom, probably someone was talking.Although the voice was faintly inaudible, Wen Yu was certain that the other voice was not Adjutant Zhang.

Who could it be?Wen Yu was a little curious.

But eavesdropping is really not a gentleman's work, even though she is not a gentleman.Wen Yu hesitated, raised her foot, and planned to leave.

And according to her years of experience in reading novels, usually in this situation, some important secrets can be heard.

If she had just entered the mansion, she would 100% turn a blind eye.But now it's different from the past, she seems to be a little indulged and wanton, and she doesn't have to be as cautious as before.

Just once, she whispered to herself, pressing her ear to the door.

"Buddha, do you remember that when I visited the mine before, the man who shaved his head recently told me that the Japanese are moving around the mine more and more frequently." Said the strange voice.

"The Japanese have made another move, let's explore the mine secondly." This was Zhang Qishan's voice.

"Buddha, the mine is extremely dangerous. If there is no help from the second master, I'm afraid I will die." The second master seems to have heard what the previous shopkeeper said, but isn't he a singer? Why did the voice invite the second master to come? This second master has another identity!

"The second master's heart knot has not been untied, and he is in a trance. He is not suitable for going to the grave at all."

Go to the grave? !What kind of weird place am I wearing?Isn't this the Republic of China?And the knot of the second master, it doesn't mean the death of his wife, does it?

"What's more, we don't have time. The Japanese have such advanced equipment and sufficient ammunition. It will be a matter of time before we go to the mine. We have to get ahead of the Japanese and find out what's going on inside." Zhang Qishan continued.

Wait what's going on!The mine, the tomb, the Japanese, is there any necessary connection between these three?Is there a tomb under that mine, and did the Japanese get something in that tomb?But if it is ordinary gold and silver treasures, a person like Zhang Qishan should not care about it.

Could it be that there are zombies in that tomb, and the Japanese want to extract zombie viruses as biochemical weapons, and then deal with the Chinese.Wen Yu almost admired his own logic. (Shizhi: ←_← But it is wrong.)

"If Master Buddha insists on this, I will accompany you on this trip." The strange voice was a little dignified.

What am I witnessing?It's a realistic version of stabbing a brother's ribs, Wen Yu thought excitedly.

"Then we have to make preparations this time to ensure nothing goes wrong. Don't worry, I will make arrangements this time." Zhang Qishan promised.

Sure enough, this time, I have already been there once, but it seems to say that the second exploration mine, is the mine dangerous?Isn't it just a tomb? Where can I go in a dangerous way? Is it necessary to fight with the Japanese? (Shizhi: →_→ Didn’t you speculate that there are zombies?

Wen Yu: I was joking about that kind of thing, how could it be true. (#Д))

"Buddha, then I will go back first, waiting for your notice."

I'll go, Wen Yu couldn't help but swear, and ran away in a hurry.

But it was too late.

Caught off guard, she collided with the unknown gentleman.

(Ba Ye: He has a name! It’s not because of you that I appear on stage without a name.

Shizhi: ≥﹏≤I wrote it, I can’t write it, don’t be angry, old man. )

"Hey, who doesn't have eyes!" The unknown gentleman rubbed his head and got up from the ground.

You don't have eyes!Fortunately, there was no dog blood. Thinking of this, Wen Yu's mind suddenly flashed, the scene in the novel where the hero and heroine collide and then kiss.This guy is not as serious as when he eavesdropped just now. Could this guy change his color?

"Old Ba, what's the matter?" Master Zhang asked after hearing Qi Tiezui's groan in the room.

Before Qi Tiezui could reply, Zhang Qishan had already walked to the door, saw Wen Yu who fell aside, frowned, and stared sharply at Wen Yu, the instigator.

Wen Yu lowered her head, and a few locks of hair covered her forehead, blocking Zhang Qishan's scorching sight, and also blocking her own gloomy eyes.

Wen Yu tried her best to retract her slightly trembling hands into her sleeves, and said in a calm voice, "I'm just reminding you that if you don't want someone to eavesdrop next time, you should send someone to stand guard."

"I said you girl, eavesdropping and..." Qi Tiezui looked at Wen Yu in disbelief.Before he finished speaking, seeing Wen Yu's girl-like face, he said in amazement, "Husband... ah no... girl!"

girl?Is this calling me?No, it seems to be a personal name.

The sudden turning point interrupted Wen Yu's heartbroken sadness.

Qi Tiezui turned around, stared at Zhang Qishan closely, and asked, "Buddha, what's going on? Isn't the girl dead?"

died! ! !I seem to know some incredible plot, isn't this the routine of the kind of novels about double love?But I remember I really wanted to ask Buddha, he has no emotional entanglement with that girl or anything.Reality and novels are still somewhat different, Wen Yu let go of the hanging heart just now. (Shizhi: (┯_┯) boy, you are too happy.)

"Old Ba," Zhang Qishan's voice was a little deliberately emphatic, "The dead are gone, let's not talk about the past."

Qi Tiezui seemed to understand something, so he shut up.

The author has something to say: When I wrote Qi Tiezui, all I could think of was Mingmei's face.But it's hard to write it out.

Mingmei has already appeared on the stage, and the second master has also appeared on the stage by name.

small theater

Eighth Master: It's not fair, why is Second Master treated better than me.

Shizhi: Because the heroine looks like a girl.

Ba Ye: ⊙▽⊙ makes sense, but I am speechless.Mystery theory

small theater completed

The author uses a mobile phone to type, because the typing speed of the computer is 600, which is not as fast as the mobile phone.

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