Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Master

Uh-huh.

Ying Fei nodded.

As soon as the two returned to the living room, they saw Zhai Yao lying on the sofa, holding her hair and teasing Jiaojiao.

Spicy squinted.

Looking at Zhai Yao's eyes, it was like looking at a stupid ......

Seeing He Chuan come back, Zhai Yao began to complain: "Chuan'er, your cat is so boring, I teased it here for a long time, and it didn't react at all." ”

"Aren't all cats like that? He Chuan said lightly.

"Who said that, it's not that my family doesn't have cats, but relatives!" Zhai Yao immediately began to refute.

"Oh, what cat?" He Chuan asked casually, when chatting with Zhai Yao, he must reply to her.

Otherwise, she'll keep nagging, nagging, and nagging until you can't help but reply to her.

Thinking of this, He Chuan's body suddenly froze.

The problem is that Ying Fei can't speak.

When the two were together, they were both ......

"By the way, are you going back recently? Ying Fei took out her mobile phone, typed a line of words, and released it with voice.

"Go back?" He Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"Well, my dad asked me to go back. Ying Fei nodded and added, "And summer is coming, my short sleeves are all at home, and I have to go back to get clothes, will you go back?"

That's right......

He Chuan reacted that Ying Fei was asking him if he wanted to go back to his hometown.

Counting up, except for a trip to the New Year this year, which lasted for a few days, I haven't been back for almost half a year.

He didn't really want to go back.

After hesitating for a moment, He Chuan nodded and said, "Okay, you can call me then." ”

Well!

Ying Fei nodded fiercely.

"You two just live together, it's so inconvenient to live in two places......" Zhai Yao's complaining voice came from behind him.

She didn't know when she got to the two of them, watching the two of them sing and harmonize, and sprinkle dog food like crazy.

Actually, the two didn't do anything.

One was very cold, with a straight face, and couldn't say a few words, and the other couldn't speak, and blushed at every turn, like a little girl who had never seen the world.

But when the two are together, even if they don't speak, they seem very harmonious.

Occasionally, I feel that I can smell a rich sweetness through the air.

This inexplicable and very harmonious feeling made Zhai Yao feel very jealous.

She was a bit mentally unbalanced.

As soon as Ying Fei heard this, her ears subconsciously turned red again.

However, it is not the first time that Zhai Yao has said this kind of thing, especially when the two of them are sleeping in the same bed, she keeps asking her questions.

not only asked him in detail about the process of getting to know each other, but also asked him where the two had gone, when they held hands, and whether they had a home run.

Ying Fei asked Zhai Yao what a home run meant.

Zhai Yao didn't explain, just looked at her "hehe" and smiled, and when she laughed enough, she secretly said something in Ying Fei's ear......

Thinking of what Zhai Yao said, Ying Fei'er's roots turned even redder, his eyes were blurred, and his cheeks were almost full of water.

"You can't stop eating it. He Chuan casually picked up a washed peach and stuffed it directly into Zhai Yao's mouth.

"Hmm, hmm......"

The scene reappeared, Zhai Yao was gagged by Mao Tao, and she couldn't say a word.

She reached out and took out the peach and took a bite, chewing the peach flesh while glaring at He Chuan fiercely.

The three of them rested in the living room.

Among them, Zhai Yao chattered, He Chuan occasionally replied, and Ying Fei listened quietly on the side.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at La Jiao, revealing a sense of curiosity.

The spicy body lines are smooth, the hair is translucent, and the eyes are always half-squinted, giving people the feeling that no one cares.

Cool.

Those little girls who have seen Spicy Jiao are crazy about wanting to masturbate Spicy Jiao, but unfortunately Spicy Jiao never gives them a chance.

At this moment, it was lying on the sofa, its tail wagging and gently slapping He Chuan.

As if sensing Ying Fei's gaze, Rajiao glanced at her, then turned her head, leaned her head on He Chuan's thigh, and glanced at Ying Fei again with slanted eyes.

I want to touch it!

Ying Fei's eyes lit up again.

He Chuan lowered his head, not knowing why Lajiao was sticking to himself again.

Recently, Spicy Jiao's temper has become a little weird, and when he comes back from outside, he will hide far away, and he will only come up after he takes a bath.

But that's okay, the previous spicy Jiao was really too sticky, which made He Chuan a little unaccustomed.

Now that's just right.

He stretched out his hand to put his hand on Lajiao's body, brushing its smooth hair, and saw Lajiao close her eyes comfortably, and her throat made a thunderous sound.

"By the way, Chuan'er, I remember that you seemed to have been very unlucky before, and you always encountered some inexplicable cases. I recently met a master, I heard that it is very spiritual, would you like to go and see it? Zhai Yao chatted and chatted, and suddenly patted her head and remembered something.

He Chuan's luck is indeed not very good.

When he was in the bureau, he would encounter serious and important cases at both ends of the three days.

Sometimes, even if you encounter an ordinary case, a series of other cases will be involved.

It's like what he's just been through.

However, most of the time, these cases are old and complicated to solve.

Even if He Chuan has the ability to empathize, there are many cases in this that have not been solved so far.

"Don't go. He Chuan said calmly.

He has seen a lot of this so-called master.

There are many Taoist temples in He Chuan's hometown, and when he was a child, he followed his grandmother and often went up the mountain to pray to God and worship Buddha.

Grandma is a devout Buddhist, and He Chuan has not been in good health since he was a child, plus some special encounters, which make grandma worry about whether he is contaminated with something unclean.

The old man threw a lot of money on these gods and ghosts, and invited Buddha statues, bought prayer beads, and offered lamp oil in the temple, and put up a tag.

I even found a lot of home remedies and gave He Chuan a medicinal bath.

It's a pity that it didn't work for anything.

When he grew up, He Chuan gradually understood that nine out of ten of these so-called masters were liars.

As for the real masters, He Chuan has also seen them.

He didn't know if it was a master, and he had even forgotten what he looked like.

I only vaguely remember that he was not young, at least forty or fifty years old, wearing a blue cloth coat often worn in the countryside, and a small felt hat, which looked very ordinary.

He looked ordinary, his eyes were ordinary, and like an ordinary old man, he had a deep cloudiness of color.

However, when He Chuan made eye contact with him, he suddenly felt as if he had seen another world......

"Chuan'er, Chuan'er!"

He Chuan's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he saw Zhai Yao looking at him dissatisfied.

"What are you doing, why are you talking and wandering. I'm going to ask about something recently, do you want to come with me to have a look?" Zhai Yao said.