Gu Ling's face was blushing, staring into Zhang Feng's eyes, and found that the white mist was still there, he relaxed, and whispered: "The housekeeper is out shopping, and Aunt Liu is at home. I just dress a little more casually. Anyway, you too. can not see."
After a pause, she asked in a questioning tone: "You can't see, why can you accurately find my position and reach out to pick up the tray?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng's heart trembled, thinking he had been discovered.
Fortunately, his strong psychological quality made him respond quickly, and said indifferently: "It's just a matter of listening to the voice, you are a ninth-rank martial artist, and you should be able to do it too."
Gu Ling's face became stiff, and he said embarrassedly: "Yes... I think too much, you eat quickly!"
Put the tray on the table against the wall, this piece of furniture and two chairs are left in the house, and Zhang Feng moved the rest out, fearing it would burn.
"A fluke!"
Zhang Feng secretly said, and he supported the wall to the table, and Gu Ling hurried up to help.
In fact, it's not a pretense. The mental perception is very powerful, but it is very different from what the eyes see. If you don't hold something, Zhang Feng is afraid that he will hit the wall with his head.
Now Gu Ling completely believed in Zhang Feng, helped him sit down at the table, sat down, set the table and chopsticks, and ate with Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng had a mixed meal with five flavors. He couldn't help but "see" the scenery around him. He was trembling, and finally came to the conclusion that it must have been a long time since he touched a woman, and it was just a man's nature.
"Xiaoling, is there any high-tech in Longlin, such as high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, low-orbit satellites, etc., if you can locate where the Fenglei Demon Road escaped, that would be great." Zhang Feng was holding the dishes and chopsticks. , Asked.
Gu Ling bit his chopsticks and smiled bitterly: "Of course there are those things. You can use drones without declaration. Don't even think about satellites. The director of the Dragonscale organization has no right to mobilize. It's a pity that I was too self-conscious that day. When I got older, I brought a team, but did not carry a five-person reconnaissance plane."
Her face dimmed, and she thought that because of her recklessness, many soldiers had died...
"Xiao Ling, the dragon scale warrior sacrificed, how will the organization be arranged?" Zhang Feng asked.
Gu Ling lowered his head and whispered: "First of all, the martyrs are identified, the second is to allocate pensions according to military standards, and the third is to send people to escort the remains home. Of course,
Heroes can be buried in a special cemetery in Longlin... What are you asking about? "
Zhang Feng smiled at her, and then solemnly said: "I want to do something for the soldiers sacrificed by the Dragonscale Organization. I don't know what procedures are needed."
"what you up to?"
Gu Ling immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, feeling guilty, and she even wanted to do something for the brother who died.
Zhang Feng said slowly: "The soldiers sacrificed for the country. Their wives and children will be taken care of by the state, but the country is so big, there are always places that cannot be taken care of. So I plan to set up a fund to take care of and help the families of the martyrs. Managing in the name of Dragon Scale, it is not convenient for me to come forward in my own name."
"Great!"
Gu Ling slapped the table and jumped up, his face flushed with excitement, and he patted his chest to promise: "I will leave this to me, and I will go directly to Master and say that it will be done well... That, idol, how much do you plan to pay? ?"
Before I mentioned it, she was a little embarrassed. She was almost moonlight, bought cosmetics and clothes, and just ate...
"Billions!" Zhang Feng said leisurely, "I pay the money, and you are responsible for the specific operations. I only supervise the use of funds, not specific management."
"I'll talk to Master right away!"
Gu Ling ran out anxiously, the body wrapped in his nightdress, the man would get a nosebleed when he saw it.
Zhang Feng touched his nose and whispered: "Hurry up and heal your eyes, you can't keep peeping with mental power!"
Not deliberately, the mental power was always "observing" the surroundings, and Zhang Feng himself couldn't control this.
Do you want to tell Gu Ling
No, this is a secret weapon, no one can say!
At noon, Gu Ling’s master responded. Longlin’s management welcomed Zhang Feng’s move and sent a special person to form a fund management committee. Guest elder Zhang Feng served as the chairman of the committee, and Longlin awarded him a certificate. Into file...
"Idol, the news that you donated money to establish a fund spread. The brothers of the combat troops have changed their views on you. Some people thought that you were fortunate to be a guest elder. Maybe it’s because of who you left. Now, they are right. You are full of praise, everyone is ready to sacrifice, and the family has an extra guarantee. Everyone is grateful to you."
Gu Ling bounced around Zhang Feng and said, still in the pajamas, the spring is boundless.
Zhang Feng started to touch his nose again, really afraid of nosebleeds, that would be embarrassing.
"Well, if you have time, please help me perform the duties of the chairman. I have too many things to do."
Well, it's starting to be the shopkeeper again.
Gu Ling didn't think much about it and agreed. It wasn't to help, but she felt Zhang Feng's trust and vowed to spend every penny of the foundation where it should be used.
In the next two days, Zhang Feng was busy practicing and treating his eyes. The cultivation base was greatly improved, and his eyes were gradually recovering. The cornea should be no longer problematic, but the "cotton" in the lens faded very slowly.
On the morning of the third day, Zhang Feng tried it. His eyesight was up to 0.5, and his vision was as high as myopia, and everything looked blurred.
However, Zhang Feng was very fortunate to have recovered to this level.
"Idol, come here to help, the water pipe is broken and the villa is flooded!"
Gu Ling's yelling came, and he used all his true energy, which was very loud.
Zhang Feng immediately finished his training and soon came to the door of the bathroom on the third floor.
The door opened a gap, and the mist wafted out from the gap, and there was the sound of the shower spraying water.
"You... Are you taking a shower?" Zhang Feng asked loudly without daring to go in.
"It's finished early, the water pipe is broken, the water is sprayed, and the valve of the water pipe can't be closed. It's all because the villa is too old..." Gu Ling's voice was very annoyed.
Zhang Feng didn't dare to go in and help, and hurried to the attic to look for the water tank. Of course, he found nothing. The water tank was found. There was no problem at all. It was the bathroom water valve.
Back outside the bathroom door, Zhang Feng shouted to the crack of the door: "It should be a problem with the water valve. Put your clothes on, I'll go in and have a look."
"What are you looking at, you can't see it again!" Gu Ling replied.
Zhang Feng touched his nose, and said that his eyesight had indeed not recovered, and no one could say anything about mental perception.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door and went in.
In the dim vision, a white shadow appeared. I don't know if I was wearing or not wearing clothes, the rain-drenched glass compartment did not block the line of sight.
Zhang Feng stretched out his hand and fumbled over, leaning on the compartment door and asked: "You wear clothes, I'm here!"
"Ang!" Gu Ling replied, and as soon as he released his hands, water spurted out, and Zhang Feng at the door was covered with water.
(End of this chapter)