Wang Jian did not hear the conversation between Gong Zhong and the sisters at this time.
He said to Uncle Qin: "I'm leaving first.
It's really urgent.
We'll see you next year."
"Okay, happy New Year."
Uncle Qin smiled.
Wang Jian nodded, quickly walked out of the crowd, and then disappeared.
Looking at Wang Jian's leaving figure, Gongzhong Qianxi's eyes flashed with light, and she murmured: "Why did he survive again when he was obviously dead?"
Gong Zhongrui whispered: "Are you mistaken for the wrong person?
There are many people who look alike in this world.
Don't forget that when we arrived, that boy happened to be killed by An Yan.
How can a god be resurrected?
I remember that after that kid died, Qi Niu went crazy on the spot. " Gongzhong Qianxi pinched her chin, made a thinking movement, and said lightly: "He is indeed dead.
It seems that I recognized the wrong person."
As she said that, she seemed to have thought of something, and said quickly: "That's not right.
It’s that kid, he knows us, otherwise he wouldn’t run away.”
"One moment they say it's not him, and the next moment they say it's him.
Is it him or not?"
Gong Zhongrui said speechlessly.
Gongzhong Xixi nodded: "It's him.
Didn't you hear the conversation between the old man selling noodles and him just now?
The old man asked the boy why he left so early today.
This means that the boy has something evil in his heart.
He probably saw us.
Only two of them escaped."
"It makes sense to hear what you said.
Should we pursue it?"
Gong Zhongrui said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Qin said with a smile: "The wonton noodles are ready, do you want to add coriander?"
Gong Zhong Qianxi smiled and said: "No need."
Then she said to Gong Zhong Rui: "Second sister, even if it is really that kid, what can we do if we chase him?
He and Qi Niu are in the same camp.
We are in the same camp as Qi Niu.
Prisoner Niu has no hatred, the real enemy is the Duanmu family and Pixiu."
"You still think I want to kill him?"
Gong Zhongrui said with a smile: "I'm just curious about why that kid survived even though his body and soul were completely destroyed."
Gongzhong Xixi took a bite of noodles and said: "Curiosity killed the cat, but he can survive, that means he is not easy to deal with."
After leaving the downtown area, Wang Jian ran all the way, his body turning into afterimages.
A few minutes later, he returned downstairs to Mu Yan's house.
This Yulun City is getting more and more unsafe.
Leave here after the Chinese New Year.
Wang Jian thought to himself.
At this time, he had reached the door of Mu Yan's house and was about to knock on the door.
The door opened and Mu Yan came out carrying a bag of garbage.
For a moment, their eyes met.
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Thinking of what happened this morning, Mu Yan's face suddenly turned red.
Wang Jian had already forgotten about that incident.
Now his mind was filled with the resentful ghosts of the two gods and the axe-man in the downtown area.
"Why are you so confused?
Take out the garbage."
Mu Yan said and handed the garbage bag to Wang Jian.
Wang Jian took the garbage bag and walked downstairs expressionlessly.
Looking at Wang Jian's back, Mu Yan couldn't help but be startled, wondering what happened to this kid, why he looked so unhappy.
Two minutes later, Wang Jian returned to the corridor.
Mu Yan stood by the door with her hands on her hips, looking at him and said, "Hey, I see you are unhappy, what's wrong?"
Wang Jian shook his head: "It's nothing, it's fine."
"You fart, it's written on your face."
"Oh, are there any words on my face?"
Wang Jian reached out and touched his face.
Mu Yan laughed and said, "Can you please stop being so funny?"
"I'm hungry, have you cooked anything?"
"Let's eat instant noodles.
I haven't cooked yet.
I just finished cleaning up.
I'll wash and cut the dishes for tomorrow in advance.
It's New Year's Eve tomorrow.
I'm very busy.
You know what?
Come and help."
"Oh."
Wang Jian walked into the room.
He took off his newly bought robe and threw his backpack on the sofa.
Mu Yan glared at him: "Don't put things around, arrange them all and put them on the table."
After saying that, she picked up Wang Jian's Taoist robe and folded it, and then saw that the backpack was hung up.
"Let's go wash the vegetables."
Mu Yan said, and then she realized something was wrong.
She saw Wang Jian standing motionless, looking at her blankly, with tears in his eyes.
"You, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Yan asked doubtfully.
Wang Jian didn't speak.
When Mu Yan helped him pack his things just now, it reminded him of his mother Xiaohui and his home far away in Jiangnan City.
At this time, he felt sour in his heart.
He tried not to stop.
Cry, but the tears still flowed down.
Mu Yan walked up to Wang Jianyan, picked up a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of Wang Jian's eyes, and whispered: "What's wrong with you?
Why did you cry suddenly?"
"I miss home."
Wang Jian cried: "I used to like to throw my coats and schoolbags around when I came home from school.
My mother would tell me not to throw them around, and then help me put things away."
Wang Jian spoke while Mu Yan listened quietly.
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Seeing this big boy shed tears without reservation in front of her, Mu Yan was a little surprised.
In her eyes, Wang Jian was the kind of careless little Taoist priest who liked to talk nonsense.
Patting Wang Jian's shoulder, Mu Yan said softly: "How long has it been since you went home?"
"Four months."
Wang Jian replied.
"Pfft" Mu Yan laughed again.
She reached out and poked Wang Jian's chest and said, "It's only been four months.
I went to college in ah province. ah province is far away from our j province.
Every day I could only go home during the winter and summer vacations during the semester, and I stayed at the university for half a year.
Didn’t I get through it all?”
"But I can't celebrate the New Year with my parents this year."
"I understand how you feel.
Let's go and help my sister wash the vegetables.
We will celebrate the New Year with her this year."
Mu Yan said with a smile.
Wang Jian wiped his tears and asked: "Just now you said that you went to university in AH Province, where is it?"
"Qinghu Normal University in ah province, so I graduated and became a teacher."
"Why are you from Qinghu Normal University?"
Wang Jian looked in disbelief, thinking that this world is really small, but he didn't expect Mu Yan to be his senior sister.
"Maybe you are too?"
Mu Yan stared at Wang Jian and said: "Impossible, aren't you a Taoist priest?
Why have you become a college student again?"
Wang Jian quickly stopped: "Yes, my cousin is also from Qinghu Normal University.
I am not a college student.
I became a Taoist priest after one year of high school."
"Oh, so that's it, I'll just tell you."
Walking into the kitchen, Wang Jian washed the vegetables, while Mu Yan was responsible for cutting the vegetables and preparing all the New Year dishes.
Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the sofa in the living room and watching TV, while Mu Yan helped him cook instant noodles. .
At this moment, a loud "bang" was heard downstairs.
After the loud noise, the alarms of the private cars parked downstairs blared.
A trace of doubt flashed across Wang Jian's face, and he ran towards the balcony.
Lying on the balcony and looking down, Wang Jian didn't find anything.
He murmured: "What exploded?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened: