In mid-June, Chongyang and I regained our energy. To be precise, it was only after I had been decadent for so long that Chongyang quickly returned to the rhythm of normal life.
The so-called chicken feathers all over the place refers to this trip to Vietnam. After Li Yuan came up, he didn't stay at all, and left straight away, losing contact. After Hu Qinan stayed in Vietnam for a period of time, there was still no news of Ningshan, so he landfilled the wet Jiao Lake. Let us return home first to deal with the mess left by Ningshan, including the management rights and ownership transfer of Shanchuan Real Estate, and the team on this trip. The wounded in China are dealt with, and the deceased is compensated, so a lawyer can be brought to court.
In order to facilitate contact, he and I added WeChat. This person looks cold and professional, but he talks a lot in the circle of friends. I often see him post some daily or complaints, the pictures are exquisite, and the punctuation is meticulous. Feelings are still boring.
There are still many things waiting for me to do. For example, the old man in Beijing has to go and take a look. I plan to conceal about Ningshan, but it is impossible to hide it for a long time. It can only be possible by colluding with my sister-in-law first. There is also the case of Chongyang. If according to the mother of wet dragons, Chongyang’s consciousness is only three years awake, and after three years, he will fall into a deep sleep. The next time he wakes up, he will be a brand new person. Chongyang wakes up in the second half of 2016, so he will fall asleep again by early 2020. It is now mid-June of 2019, not long. Talking to this kid about this matter, he was very indifferent, but I have to keep it in mind.
As for myself, I already have the so-called human head snake body totem qi and blood and the fruit of the immortal tree in my body. I can say that I have put the Fuxi sword together seven or eight. Isn't this a swordman? But I didn't feel any changes. Even if I was injured, I still need a long recovery time, I still have to eat and drink, and I still make slow progress in physical exercise but can't make rapid progress.
Later, I pondered this matter carefully, and thought of a possibility. The maternal body underground in Guangxi Undead Village was also part of the human head snake body totem. Ning Hanqing arranged for Zhang Tongmeng there to wait for the so-called qi and blood in the maternal body to mature. After Ning Hanqing disappeared in the Greater Xing’an Mountains, some people reached out to Guangxi. Instead of Zhang Tongmeng, what this person eventually took away from his mother's body should be blood.
The most likely is the three generations of Wet Jiao, and Guangxi has always been the site of the Bai Family’s Xuanhuitang. Their hands can even reach Vietnam, so this person who replaced Zhang Tongmeng is very likely to be the Xuanhuitang faction. In the end, this maternal qi and blood should be in the hands of the Bai family.
This time, the Bai family's team, including Bai Ye, was completely dead and wounded. If Li Yuanyi hadn't appeared suddenly at the last moment, their final counterattack would most likely be successful.
But no matter what happens in the world, Bai Ye's work will fall short, the mother of the wet dragon is dead, and most of the three generations of the wet dragon in the Bai family will die soon. Most of me and them have reached the point where fire and water are incompatible, but even so, for the sake of Chongyang, I can only give it a try. I went to the old shop of Xuanhuitang in Guangxi and saw the fourth floor of the White House, which was almost the same time as Ning Hanqing.
The plan has been decided, and in late June, I took Chongyang back to Guangxi. The old shop in Xuanhuitang is still there. Before that, I went to Huashan to take a look. The old man named Qin Wanling from the Qin family, but found that the door of her house under Huashan was tightly locked, and the weeds in the yard were born, and there was already no one. Live now. I sighed and took Chongyang away from Huashan.
Xuanhuitang is located in a quiet area. Although the old shop has a huge name, it was probably not thought that this small shop could become the ancestor of the same line when it was established. After these years of expansion, the layout still seems to be inferior to the branches in Chongqing and other places. However, the flow of passengers is not a lot. It is mostly sincere and full of purses to travel all the way to this border city in Guangxi to seek medical advice.
I walked in with Chongyang. There were some whispering conversations in the shop, but they stopped abruptly. I was sitting behind the counter and talking to the guests in a low voice, or the doctor buddy who wrote the prescription suddenly stopped the action and raised his head together. come see me.
Those seeking medical advice for a while did not know what was going on, raised their heads and looked around, I took a step forward, "I don't know if the person in charge is there."
The doctors gradually resumed their actions and continued to treat people and take medicine, but no one paid any attention to us. For that matter, the atmosphere in the whole lobby was suppressed to the extreme for a while, and many unknown people still secretly looked at me. Have a few glances with Chongyang.
The two of them are not shocked, Chongyang is really not shocked, I have reached this point, can't be shocked.
The two found a place to sit down and Chongyang took out the phone. I knew he wanted to play two kings when I saw his posture. I tilted Erlang's legs and didn't care much. I looked around, and my eyes flicked across the Chongyang mobile phone screen. , The WiFi connected symbol on the status bar was brought to my eyes, and I was shocked. It was a year ago. Bai Ye said that he found a photo of Chongyang during the Republic of China in the old file of Xuanhuitang. The two rushed over from Chongqing. This WiFi , Which is the password given by Bai Ye at that time.
Now WiFi is automatically connected again, but people are no longer before.
Chongyang played two games. I don’t think he has any assistance in the jungle, so I thought about playing Yao on the line to support him. After all, my Yao is a good Yao who can use the shield, but when I have timi on my phone! The voice of Xuanhuitang just sounded, and a guy who hung back to the hall walked over with a gloomy face, obviously intending to deal with the two of us.
I put my phone away, "We want to see the fourth floor of the White House."
The guy snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on me, and his voice said, "You dare to come."
"I've come here, what dare you dare to say, where is your old grandfather Bai?"
"The Bai family is about to end. Even for the sake of family friendship, we should kill you for our ambition."
The guy looked at us, gritted his teeth, and his catalog was cracking. "But we want to let you self-righteous people know that we are also humans, and we also have the most basic order and good customs. On the contrary, you are the people who think they are doing things for heaven. …" The guy said that, he couldn't go on, and he walked away.
Chongyang and I sat down again, I took out my mobile phone and re-entered the game, watching the page jump, but my thoughts flew to Bai Ye's words before his death because of this guy's words.
From the soul point of view, they are no different from human beings. They are happy, angry, sad, and well-ordered. If it were not for this matter, I also believe that Bai Ye would always be my brother and friend in this life, and the most fundamental contradiction under the Changshan Mountains broke out. Is it true that, as Bai Ye said, it is because we are pressing every step of the way that they have to fight to the death
I didn’t think about it, and finally had to comfort myself. The truth from ancient times is that people who are not my race must have different hearts. Now it’s just a matter of skin color. Human beings are already deeply separated, ridiculed and ridiculed, and benefited. No, so the existence of the third generation of wet floods is not harmless as Bai Ye said, just like the banks of the Jialing River in the drainage channel.
They just haven't grown in strength yet.
In a daze, there was a defeat from Chongyang City. I leaned over to take a look. Brother Li Bai lost again. The record is still very good, but his teammates are still very hip. "Look at your dad's Yaomei." I said.
When the two people hung back to the hall almost full of glaring glares, two scumbags lay here to rub against other people's net beating kings.
When another Yaomei who can brush the shield rushed into the enemy camp, Li Bai's brother once looked back in order to save Yaomei, and both died in battle, all collapsed, and after one more star fell, I said to come again, Chongyang said that the net was not good. He put the phone away solemnly, put his hands on his lap, straight, not squinting.
I was frustrated. The Internet was indeed not good. I quit the game, but found that my father had made several calls to me. Since the game was on Do Not Disturb, I did not receive any of them.
I frowned. I haven't gone to the old man to order a mao when I came back this time. Anyway, I dare not contact. I called back and answered after a second ringing, "Master."
It was quiet there for a while, and then slowly said, "It's useless for you to stay there. Come to Beijing." (End of this chapter)