Chapter 309: The Witch King still doesn't look like an old man
Su Yi's eyes lit up, Li Tianlin was able to agree to Su Yi so readily, which was indeed unexpected by Su Yi.
Having a helper like Li Tianlin is definitely a good thing for Su Yi, and if it goes well, Su Yi can join forces with Li Tianlin to kill Zhang Junshao.
is also a person from the black school, it is estimated that Li Tianlin must know a lot about Zhang Junshao, and with sloppy help, it is definitely like a tiger.
"Mr. Li, my plan is to push Zhang Junshao into a corner, and let him take the initiative to fight me with real knives and guns, and at this time, you already know that Zhang Junshao secretly asked someone to tell me your daughter's whereabouts, in fact, he wanted to kill people with a knife, why can't he do the same?" Su Yi smiled and grinned, looked at Li Tianlin and said.
Li Tianlin's heart moved, he lowered his head and thought about it, his eyes lit up: "Su Yi, what do you mean ......?"
Su Yi smiled and nodded, and said a few words quickly in Li Tianlin's ear.
The two of them talked for more than an hour, and then Su Yi left Li Tianlin's villa with a sloppy attitude, went straight to the door of a hotel, opened a suite, and moved in.
Sloppy is not a student now, even if he brings it back to school.
And at this time, the effect of sloppiness on the outside must be stronger than that on the inside, since Zhang Junshao doesn't want to be sloppy now, it is unrealistic for Sloppy to want to return to Zhang Junshao's side.
But don't forget that Ma Hu used to be Zhang Junshao's person, although his memory is damaged now, as long as he can recover his memory, Ma Hu will definitely be able to remember many things that Zhang Junshao sat on.
Even if there is one thing that is useful to Su Yi, it can make Su Yi turn the current situation around.
Such a passive situation Su Yi must not let it happen again, he must find a way to make the whole thing take the initiative, he is the feeling of grasping the whole initiative!
Taking a deep breath, Su Yi lay on the bed, tilted his head to look at Ma Huo, rolled his eyes, reached out and took out his mobile phone, and called Fan Cong.
"Hey, who's it? It's so late, don't you know that Lao Tzu is out there?" Fan Cong was very impatient: "I don't have time to answer the phone!"
Hearing the roar on the phone, Su Yi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, I'll go for it, Fan Cong, this old guy is having a good time, it's so late that he is still surfing outside, and there is no old man anymore.
Before Su Yi could speak, the mood on the phone suddenly changed, and a deep voice came out: "Hey, who is it?"
"I'll go, old fellow, what's the situation with you? It's so late, you're still outside Hu Lang, do you really think you can do whatever you want with a little witchcraft, don't you? Be careful to drain you, you won't be able to cry when the time comes!" Su Yi shouted quickly into the phone.
"Su Yi, you kid ate and robbed you, when am I outside...... Oh, haha, did you hear my phone ringing?How, isn't it very personal?" Fan Cong said halfway, and suddenly grinned, raised his head and laughed.
Shen Peng blinked his eyes twice, and only reacted after half a ring, and reached out and scratched his head: "Your phone rings?
"It's fun, I just want to see who can go crazy when they hear my ringtone, congratulations, you're the first!" Fan Cong laughed proudly, and his tone was indescribably cheerful: "The dignified young master of the Su family was actually angered by my ringtone, interesting, interesting!"
Su Yi's head was full of black lines, and he didn't know what to say about Fan Cong, so he could only shake his head helplessly: "Old guy, everyone else's psychological quality is so good, and I didn't feel angry at all when I heard your bell?"
"How can you be angry, I will set this ringtone for one of you, everyone else is an ordinary beep, why are you angry?" Fan Cong continued to laugh proudly.
The muscles on Su Yi's face twitched slightly, if Fan Cong was standing in front of him now, Su Yi could guarantee that if he didn't bite Fan Cong to death, he would slap himself to death with one palm!
Taking a deep breath, Su Yi forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to calm down as much as possible.
"Old guy, I won't mess with you, I want to ask you if I have an opinion, can you see if you can help me?"
"Oh, you still have something to help me with, I'm interested, come, tell me. Fan Cong said with a smug grin.
Su Yi didn't talk nonsense, and told Fan Cong about the matter one by one, Fan Cong gradually lost his joking heart, and listened carefully to what Su Yi said.
"This matter is very difficult, I don't think it can be easily solved, if my guess is correct, Zhang Junshao must have used what kind of Gu technique he used for Ma Huo, this kind of Gu technique Under normal circumstances, we need to know what the Gu thing used by the other party is, whether it is a plant Gu or an animal Gu, if we can't find the raw materials for Gu art, it is difficult for us to prescribe the right medicine and find a solution to the problem. Fan Cong said to Su Yi in a deep voice.
"Plant Gu, Animal Gu, this thing is so troublesome, there are so many classifications?" Su Yi frowned and asked curiously.
"Of course, do you think Gu art is such a simple thing? When I first learned Gu art, I knew that there were at least tens of thousands of Gu arts, and each effect was completely different, but many of them have been lost, and now there are only a few thousand left, and the ones that can make people lose their memories should be around six hundred, if it is a mixed Gu, then the matter is even more troublesome. Fan Cong said in a deep voice.
Su Yi listened to the clouds and fog, and didn't know what Fan Cong meant at all, but Su Yi remembered the number just now, six hundred!
This is not even enough to join the ranks of hybrid Gu.
With so many kinds of Gu techniques, if you really try them one by one, it is estimated that even if you can bear it sloppily, it will take you a year and a half, and it is estimated that the daylilies will be cold by then.
Su Yi lowered his head and thought about it, and sighed depressedly: "Old guy, is there any faster way to recover the memory of the sloppy?"
"Of course there is, if not, the title of my generation of witch kings is not called in vain? So, you let this kid come over tomorrow, and I will show him for myself, and think about what method is best. Fan Cong said proudly and hung up the phone directly.
Su Yi's eyes lit up, as long as Fan Cong made a move, this matter would become much easier, and he would definitely be able to successfully complete the matter.
Taking a deep breath, Su Yi lay comfortably on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and fell asleep in a daze.