At this moment, Zhexiu came out of the building holding his crutches, looked at the three of them and said, "If you want to know, just ask him."
Tang Thirty-Six shook his head and said, "I asked, but he didn't say anything, and judging by his reaction at that time, he wouldn't say even if he was killed."
Xuanyuan Po had a headache and said, "In your opinion, what is the most likely thing to happen?"
Tang Thirty-Six said: "I wondered if he was planning to let Xu Yourong win from the beginning, so he asked me to buy him to lose, but I didn't expect that I would win without paying attention, that's why he is acting so strange now... "
Su Moyu shook his head and said, "Even if there is a deviation from the previous deduction and calculation, it will not be so."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "You don't understand, what I mean is that he probably bought it with all his wealth... and he lost."
The venue was quiet, Xuanyuan Po figured it out after a while, took a breath, and said, "Then Chen Changsheng is fake beating?"
Zhexiu saw that what they said was getting more and more outrageous, he shook his head and left, ignoring the matter.
Su Moyu said helplessly: "From my point of view, Chen Changsheng's Taoism and Dharma cultivation are only deepening, and he can win or lose without worrying about it. You are overthinking."
Xuanyuan Po thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like he was smirking and frowning in the car just now."
Tang Thirty-Six sneered and said, "If you can even spot a bear, then there is something wrong with him."
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the upstairs window.
It's not that he encountered an enemy, nor was there a cockroach, but he was venting.
"Look... If it wasn't for losing so much money, why is it so painful? When did you see him so emotionally fluctuating?"
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the window on the third floor and said with emotion.
However, the next moment, the shouting from that room turned into a humming sound, which could be vaguely recognized as a not-so-famous slang song.
Su Moyu looked at Tang Thirty-Six and said, "You still think he's in a bad mood?"
Tang Thirty-Six said: "I said it's not a matter of good or bad mood, but a matter of emotional ups and downs."
Su Moyu thought about it, and found that Tang Sanshiliu's words made sense.
Among the few people in the Orthodox Academy, if it comes to controlling emotions, of course Wufu Zhexiu is the strongest, followed by Chen Changsheng. Whether it was in daily life or in the battle of cultivation, Chen Changsheng never lost control of his emotions. He was so calm and steady that he was far beyond his age, and he even gave off a sense of time and experience.
But today's Chen Changsheng was obviously different.
"Have you ever heard the story of Jin Fan Zhongju?" Tang Thirty-Six looked at the window on the third floor, squinted his eyes and said, "If my speculation just now is wrong, it is very likely that he won against Xu Yourong. Too much ecstasy, and thus suffering from insanity."
At this moment, the window on the third floor was suddenly pushed open. Chen Changsheng poked his head out and looked downstairs.
Tang Sanshiliu and the others were taken aback, quickly lowered their heads, and whispered something indiscriminately, pretending to be chatting, so as not to be noticed by him.
How did Chen Changsheng know that the people in the Orthodox Academy were worried about his mental state, so he shouted, "Tang Tang, come up and do me a favor."
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"What's busy?"
"Help me to see what clothes are more suitable." Chen Changsheng pointed to the clean and tidy rows of clothes in the closet, which were still like new clothes after a year, and said to Tang Thirty-Six: "Well... It's not a very formal occasion, I just don't want to be rude."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the dozen or so plain clothes in the closet, and said helplessly, "Who do you think can tell the difference between these clothes?"
Just like how Xu Yourong felt when he visited the Orthodox Academy at night, Chen Changsheng's clothes will always be those styles, those plain colors, with no characteristics other than cleanliness.
Chen Changsheng thought that was indeed the case, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't you lend me one of your clothes?"
"The Moon of the Demon Race really came to Kyoto?"
Tang Thirty-Six seemed to be listening to the unbelievable things, stared into his eyes for a long time, and said somewhat incomprehensibly: "For ordinary people, the celebration banquet in the Li Palace is of course important, but now you don't want to go in and out of the Li Palace too casually, why not?" Why is it so important?"
Chen Changsheng was startled, and didn't remember until now that there was a banquet in the Li Palace this evening... The Battle of Naihe Bridge attracted worldwide attention. With Xu Yourong from the southern sect, this celebration banquet was naturally inevitable.
"I have something to do in a while... You and Su Moyu will go to Li Palace on my behalf, and I may ask you to help me explain something to His Majesty the Pope."
Tang Thirty-Six was very surprised, thinking to himself what is more important than this dinner, because His Majesty the Pope is very likely to announce something at this banquet.
"What are you going to do?"
"I really can't tell you."
Tang Thirty-Six stopped asking, walked to the window, looked at the snow-falling Donghu Lake with his hands behind his back, and said casually, "Where is the school's car going to pick you up?"
The two of them are too familiar, Chen Changsheng knows exactly what he wants to do, and he also knows that if he asks himself, he will definitely say that Yehan Daodong is not easy to walk...
"I won't tell you the location, and you don't even want to follow me."
He looked at Tang Thirty-Six's back and said, "This is my own business, let me handle it myself."
Without turning around, Tang Thirty-Six asked, "Are you sure you can handle it properly?"
Chen Changsheng said, "I don't know, I hope."
After saying this, he took out a plain gown that he usually wears most often from the closet and changed into it, glanced at the bamboo dragonfly on the bookshelf, and walked out of the room.
Standing by the window, Tang Thirty-Six watched him walk out of the small building and into the winter forest by the lake. After a while, watching him get closer to the courtyard wall and disappear, he couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking that he was so cautious. , whereabouts are so secretive, what exactly are you going to do
Walking through the cold winter forest, crossing the snow-covered courtyard wall, lowering the hat, joining the crowd on the street, facing the gloomy sun on the other side of the snow cloud, after walking for a long time, I came to a very ordinary alley in the west city The alley is very short, but the location is excellent, not far from the Palace, so there are many restaurants and restaurants.
This alley is Fusui Road written on the note.
Chen Changsheng stood at the entrance of the alley, looked down at his body, confirmed that everything was in order, and relaxed a little.
He was wearing ordinary clothes, but they were washed very clean. He also washed himself very clean in the Orthodox Academy.
On the Naihe Bridge, her fingertips left a drop of blood between his brows, just as confirmed after leaving Zhou Garden, now his blood has no smell, and after washing it three times in a row, there is no residue What kind of smell, there is only a fresh and faint soap leaf smell on his body now.
His black hair was tightly tied, a little wet, not completely dry, blown by the wind in the streets and alleys in the deep winter, and a light layer of frost condensed on the surface.
Just like his mood at this time.
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