In a villa in the depths of the Tyumen Villa, Tang Zefeng sat on the leather sofa, holding a glass of red wine as red as blood in his hand and shaking it slowly, his expression showed a trace of cruelty, and he made a phone call. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, is it Uncle Wen?"

"Oh, it's Xiao Tang, what's wrong? Is that stinky boy from Wenlu causing trouble for you?"

"I'm sorry Uncle Wen, I'm damned, I didn't protect Brother Lu. ”

The tone on the other end of the phone immediately became gloomy, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Lu was killed by Luo Hebin. ”

There was a "click" sound on the other side of the phone, as if something had been crushed, and then there was a busy sound from Tang Zefeng's mobile phone.

A hideous and weird smile appeared on Tang Zefeng's face......

He believed that the old man of the Wen family would definitely come tomorrow, and pinched his thigh fiercely with his hand, and blood oozed from the gauze that was originally bandaged and white as snow......

After Luo Hebin and Mu Shiran separated, they returned to the dormitory alone, bowed their heads and pondered, and finally fell asleep unconsciously, dreamless all night.

The sun is rising in the east, and the sky is getting brighter.

A small mountain village on the outskirts of the city.

Feng Dalong sat at the door of his old house, smoking silently. After pumping one after another, he finally seemed to have made up his mind.

He returned to the house and opened the small door of the closet, revealing all kinds of Buddha and god statues inside.

"All the gods who know and don't know! My old Feng will not dry his hands after this vote, so please bless me and let me do a good job in the last vote. In the future, I will change my appearance, and I will definitely make a golden body for all your gods. After Feng Dalong finished the incense, he also took out a fruit plate and put a few fruits and other offerings.

Then he carefully closed the closet door and exhaled deeply.

The last vote, thinking of the price code given by Wangjiacun, I was a little excited in my heart, but I firmly believed that today is definitely the last vote!

Then he tidied up his clothes a little, looked in the mirror, felt that he was loved by children, took out all kinds of small snacks from a drawer, and turned to leave the old house and go out in search of the last vote.

Drive your old van and drive straight into the city.

Before he reached the city, a small monk on the side of the road in the suburbs walked aimlessly, as if he was lost.

The little monk looked about eight years old, his face was round and cute, and when people saw him, they wanted to pinch his face and twist it twice, and his monk's robe just fitted.

Feng Dalong was overjoyed and hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road.

"Little Master, why are you here alone, and where are the family members?" Feng Dalong asked with a friendly face, his eyes scanning around to see if there was anyone nearby, so as not to disrupt his work.

"Hello donor, I came out to live a fateful time, but now I seem to be lost. The little bald head and little face were full of anxiety.

Feng Dalong was secretly happy in his heart, but said with a serious face, "Little Master, this way, it's just that I'm idle, I'll take you to find someone who is destined." ”

The little monk lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then tried to put on a serious face, this action increased his cuteness value by a level.

This little guy, if he pulls it out and sells it, there must be a lot of people who are crazy about buying it, right? Feng Dalong was sick in his heart, and secretly guessed.

Just as Feng Dalong was thinking about it, he saw the little monk clasp his hands together and saluted him: "Donor, are you sure you are not lying to me? Master said that you must be cautious when walking the rivers and lakes." ”

Hey, this little monk still looks good.

Feng Dalong's face did not change, and his strong professionalism made him still smile and said, "Little Master, you don't look like a cheater either! ”

Feng Dalong said and turned around in a circle, saying that he was a good person, and he could prove his noble character by sitting upright.

The little monk was happy, "That's good, I know that you are a good person at a glance, let's go quickly." ”

Feng Dalong was stunned, but immediately nodded happily, welcomed the little monk into his van, afraid that the little monk would escape halfway, and also remembered the seat belt for him, everything was ready, Feng Dalong kicked the accelerator, pulled his last ticket, hummed a little tune, and disappeared into the sky.

"Donor, you haven't told me where you're going!" the little monk said with a puzzled expression.

Feng Dalong hurriedly said: "That's right, little master, you haven't said where you're going to find someone who is destined! ”

"Donor doesn't have to be like this, it's enough that you can take me to find someone, blame me for not telling you in advance, I want Tianlong Temple." The little monk said with a look of self-reproach.

Feng Dalong was secretly happy in his heart, the current little monk is so stupid and cute, he is really easy to deceive, and he lied for me, yes, he actually wants to go to Tianlong Temple, and he sold him in JL City by the way, even if he finds something, he will not think that I will be a human trafficker.

"Oh, little master, sit down, I'm going to speed up. Feng Dalong was excited when he thought that the money was in Wangjia Village, and he kicked the accelerator with one foot on the trend.

The roar of vans resounded throughout the suburbs, and the birds roaming around were frightened aside and had no intention of foraging for food.

It takes seven or eight hours to drive from here to JL, and you have to be very skilled and fast.

The small snacks taken from home have been eaten by the little monk with him, Feng Dalong didn't expect this ticket to be so easy, he originally wanted to get some food in the city, but he didn't even enter the city and got it, now his stomach is a little growling, the little monk is holding a bottle of mineral water, and he is drinking it, but the little belly is still screaming.

Thinking of the water that the donor himself was reluctant to drink, he gave it directly to himself, and silently prayed for him in his heart, a good person has a safe life, if Feng Dalong knew that the little monk was like this, maybe he would adopt the little monk himself.

"Little master, you hold on, wait until there is a town ahead, and then we will have something to eat. Feng Dalong saw that the little monk's face was hungry and dull, so he hurriedly drew cakes to satisfy his hunger.

Sure enough, when the little monk heard that there was something to eat in front of him, he immediately cheered up, took another sip of water, and stared quietly ahead with anticipation in his eyes.

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The town is quaint, perhaps because of the weather, there are few pedestrians on the street, park the car on the side of the road, and are not afraid of getting in the way, Feng Dalong took the hand of the little monk, and the two walked into a restaurant side by side.

The restaurant is deserted, and there are only a few customers, probably because it is past three o'clock in the afternoon! Few people have not had lunch yet.

"Boss, come for a pound and a half of beef, and then a bowl of somen noodles. Feng Dalong found a teapot, poured two cups of hot tea, and said to the kitchen owner.

"Okay. The back kitchen responded.

Before the tea was finished, a chubby middle-aged man held a tray with a plate of beef, a bowl of noodle soup, and a bowl of somen noodles on it.

"Slow to use. The middle-aged man finished speaking, and then went back to the back kitchen to do something else.

The restaurant is a small business, and the owner is a chef and a waiter, so he has a lot of work to do.

Feng Dalong washed his hands on a faucet next to him, and directly staged shredded beef, and ate a mouthful of oil.

The little monk glanced at the somen noodles in front of him, then at the beef in front of Feng Dalong, folded his hands, sighed guiltily, and then took the chopsticks and started eating, but he couldn't feel anything, as if today's somen noodles were tasteless.

A clear soup with little water, a fragrant beef, there is really no choice between the two, seeing the latter, and then eating the former, there is a feeling that it is difficult to swallow.

The little monk decisively picked up the somen noodles, sat on the table next to him, silently recited the Pure Heart Sutra in his heart, and ate the noodles seriously.

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Touching his bulging little belly, the little monk sat in the car with a satisfied face, wrote down his seat belt, and prepared to set off with the old driver.

Feng Dalong also looked satisfied, burped, wiped the oil stains off his mouth with paper, glanced at the little monk sitting behind, and drove towards his destination.