I came out of Mu Qingxin's room with a pair of panda eyes.
When I blinked, my eye sockets hurt.
That paralyzed girl was so damn cruel.
Although she didn’t dare to beat me to death, she dared to hit me.
I covered my panda eyes and tiptoed back to my room to sleep.
Early the next morning, when An Jingjing woke up, she screamed strangely: "Brother-in-law, what's going on with you?
Being a pig can no longer satisfy your sense of self-worth.
Do you still want to be a panda?"
While she was talking, she picked up two buns from the dining table and stuffed them into her mouth, which made me speechless for a while.
This tiger girl doesn't use curse words when swearing.
On the other hand, Chu Tianmei looked a little distressed when she saw my panda eyes.
She frowned slightly and walked over, reaching out to touch them.
In an instant, he took it back, and then said coldly: "What's going on?
Are you injured in a fight with others?"
Can that be called a fight?
That's called a one-sided beating.
I was the one being beaten.
I was about to speak when I saw Mu Qingxin walking down the stairs.
She snorted coldly when she saw me, and then walked out of the villa without looking back.
"With such arrogance, sooner or later, I'm going to pin you down on the bed and fix it on the ground."
Although I said this in my heart, I could only think about who Mu Qingxin's opponent was.
Then I heard Chu Tianmei ask again: "Did Mu Qingxin beat you after taking you out last night?"
It’s not that they took me out to beat me, they beat me when they came back.
I was about to explain when I heard Jingjing making sarcastic remarks over there: “Hey Sister Tianmei, don’t worry about him, he must have done something wrong.
My brother-in-law must have been spying on someone last night, and he was caught and beaten. " I rely on you Detective Conan.
I looked at Jingjing in surprise.
I don’t understand how the melon seeds grow on this little head, but I can guess it.
But can I take the initiative to admit this?
Seeing Chu Tianmei's unfriendly expression immediately changed, she could only laugh twice, and then said: "Eat first, and I will take you to school after eating."
While eating, I kept thinking that what happened last night was not Mu Qingxin, but Yang Zihao's mother.
Although I used that medicine several times, I just threw away the dregs of the medicine after using it for the first few times.
Who would keep these piles of medicine dregs that are useless to me?
Fortunately, I suddenly remembered that last time Su Yu took a bath in the villa, he only used that medicine once.
I thought that with Su Yu's body, he could probably use that medicine two or three more times, so that medicine He didn't throw it away, but put it in the refrigerator.
Thinking of it now, after I ate in a hurry, I went to the kitchen and took out the bag of medicinal residues packed in plastic bags, preparing to deliver them to Mother Yang later.
On the way to drive the two eldest ladies to school, I actually received a call from Xinhai You know, Xinhai was still a little worried about something, so the phone was basically not turned on during the day.
Thinking of this, I quickly connected the phone.
Then asked: "Xinhai, what's wrong?"
"Where are you now?"
Xinhai asked on the other end of the phone.
I arrived at the school gate in about five minutes.
After telling him immediately, Xinhai said: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the hotel for a while, and we'll talk about it when we get there."
After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
But I didn't hear any anxiety from Xin Hai's tone, and I felt quite relieved.
About ten minutes later, I watched the two eldest ladies go upstairs and went straight to the hotel. in the room.
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Xinhai had already washed up.
When he saw me coming in, he immediately said to me: "Brother, take me out today.
I'm almost getting moldy in this hotel."
Xinhai is the kind of person who can't sit still.
When he was in school, this kid would jump up and down and cause trouble everywhere.
He seemed to feel uncomfortable when nothing happened.
And now he is ordered by me to stay in the hotel.
How can this guy stay for more than two days?
Just clamoring to go out.
Fortunately, it has been two or three months since he committed the crime, and the limelight has long passed.
Now the targeting of him on the road will probably be much smaller.
Going out at this time can't be said to be without danger, but it's not impossible to be careful.
It just so happens that I don't plan to go to school today.
After thinking about it, I nodded, and then said to him: "Don't cause any fucking trouble for me after we go out.
Be careful and wait until we have a firm foothold."
Xinhai nodded quickly.
As if he could do anything as long as I promised to take him out.
Seeing Xinhai agree, I said nothing more, opened the door and walked out together.
After getting in the car, I remembered an extremely important thing.
When I left last night, I didn’t ask for Yang Zihao’s phone number.
Where should I go to find Yang Zihao now?
Although I can remember the approximate address, there is a common problem in old residential areas.
That is, it is built like a maze.
I’ve heard about Beijing’s old streets and alleys.
If outsiders enter rashly, they will most likely get lost and wander around for a long time without finding their way out.
Just because these old alleys have walls on both sides and no so-called landmark buildings, you may not be able to find the way out if you ask along the way.
Fortunately, it is daytime and there are many people on the road.
And one good thing about old streets and alleys is that almost everyone in the neighborhood knows who lives here.
I casually asked about Yang Zihao’s home.
Almost all the old men and women doing morning exercises on the roadside knew it and gave me directions.
After wandering around for nearly an hour, I drove the car to the square where I was last night.
Once here, I know the place.
After parking the car, Xinhai and I walked to Yang Zihao's house.
It's not too early at this point.
When we arrived, we happened to see Yang Zihao washing up in front of the tap in the courtyard.
When he saw us coming in, he greeted us frothyly: "Su Zuo, please wait a moment, I'll be finished in two minutes."
After saying this, he casually wiped his face with a towel, then turned his head, looked at Xin Hai and me, and said in confusion: "This is" "My good brother, Xin Hai."
I introduced him, then pulled Xin Hai over and said to him: "Brothers who almost died together, you two should get to know each other."
What I said was correct, Yang Zihao did almost die together with me and was killed by Zou Yang.
Fortunately, Peng Wanting arrived in time that day.
If it weren't for her, Yang Zihao and I would have shed our skin that night even if we didn't die.
Thinking of Peng Wanting, a plan suddenly popped into my mind.
Why not pretend to be powerful?
Of course, we really can’t rush this matter, we have to go back and think about it carefully.
The top priority is.
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Help Yang Zihao cure his mother.
Although it is said to be a cure, it is only to regulate the body.
I shook the medicine bag I brought, threw it to Yang Zihao, and then said to him: "Find something to bring him out, and then give Auntie a bath."
Yang Zihao caught it in a hurry and immediately got into the room to move the stove.
Yang’s mother has been bedridden for many years and almost never stopped taking medicine.
How could there be no casserole or other pot for boiling medicine at home?
I saw Yang Zihao skillfully lighting a fire and starting to boil the medicine.
Seeing this, I said to him again: "Simmer for an hour.
Then pour out the medicinal soup."
When Yang Zihao heard this, he just nodded.
While I was boiling the medicine, I chatted with him: "By the way, last time I heard you talk about the Snowy Mountains, I heard it was quite strange.
Can you tell me in detail?"
Hearing this, Yang Zihao was startled, and then frowned and said: "Actually, I don't know much about this thing.
For casual practitioners like us, it would be great if we could find a way to get in.
Where can I know more?
It’s just a strange thing to hear.”
Speaking of this, Yang Zihao paused and then started talking.
Daxue Mountain, a mysterious organization, and the talents in the organization.
They are all talented players provided by various families.
The purpose of every year's martial arts competition is to select geniuses from these aristocratic families for training in Daxue Mountain, so that they can only use them.
In the Snowy Mountains, there are five branches.
There are five departments: metal, wood, water, fire and earth, which are responsible for different aspects.
For example, the wooden door is responsible for medical skills and medicinal materials.
Everyone inside the door is a master of rejuvenation in our city.
I was surprised when I heard Yang Zihao's explanation.
Each of the five sects of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth can bring out the strength of this snowy mountain.
How powerful must it be?
While I was speechless, I looked back at Xin Hai and found that he was just listening quietly.
But I know that once Xinhai falls into this state, it means that he is serious: