That night, I couldn't sleep in the cold, so I simply tiptoed out of bed and came to the backyard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tonight, the moon and stars are scarce, and Hanxin is lying on his back on a bamboo recliner alone, stunned.

At this time, his mind was full of all kinds of messy thoughts, he thought of Dong Qiangrose, who had no impression in his memory, thought of the three fathers and sons of the Zuo family, and even thought of Lin Wenrou, who also had no impression.

However, since Ye Tingcheng and Liu Yexin left Osmanthus Village in the afternoon, what Han Xin thought more about was undoubtedly that Nangong had no wine!

The horror of Nangong Wujiu has far exceeded the limit of what he can imagine, he really can't imagine why the flying paradise described in the Xianxia novel appeared alive in his world, and he can't imagine how he picked up his old life from Nangong Wujiu's hands in the Water Curtain Cave at that time.

He thought that he would be safe and sound after handing over the purple gold treasure box containing the holy water of the earth to Nangong Wujiu, but Dong Qiangrose had an accident.

Is he afraid that Nangong will not be drunk?

Of course he was afraid, if he wasn't afraid, how could he lose sleep that night?

At this moment, Hanxin even thought of running away.

He thought to himself, Lao Tzu got so much money from Nangong Wujiu, if Lao Tzu runs away now and finds a place where no one knows me, he will definitely be happy for a lifetime.

"Dong Qiangrose is my business? What does it matter to me about the death of the three fathers and sons of the Zuo family? Lao Tzu has amnesia, okay, why should I bear this? ”

The more Han Xin thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, so he really stood up, at this moment, his desire to pack up his baggage and run away was so strong.

However, when he really forced himself to run to get his luggage and hurried, Hanxin suddenly sat back on the recliner rather depressed.

After all, he still couldn't make up his mind to run away, because he knew very well that no matter whether he had amnesia or not, facts were facts, Dong Qiangrose was his woman, and this would never change anything because he had amnesia.

He thought to himself, if Lao Tzu really runs away, not to mention whether he can really hide for the rest of his life, even if Nangong Wujiu, that old dog, threatens in front of everyone in the world that he will not embarrass me again, I will look down on myself for the rest of my life, right?

As the saying goes, the three of them should be impressed, the current Lao Tzu is at least a cultivator with the true qi of the Daomen, if it is really a hard confrontation with Nangong Wujiu, I may still not be his opponent, but there should be no problem in saving my life, right?

In the second half of the night, the cold heart, which had no sleepiness at all, suddenly fell asleep inexplicably, as if he had inhaled a sleepy bug, so he simply went back to the bedroom to sleep without a heart.

This sleep, the chilling heart actually slept until the third pole of the sun!

If Zhang Longjing hadn't come and knocked on the door, according to this posture, I am afraid that he would still be able to sleep.

"Master, why did you wake me up so early in the morning?"

Hanxin, who opened the door while rubbing his eyes, looked sleepy, as if he hadn't slept enough, and yawned when he spoke, looking like if he could give him a pillow he could sleep in a dim and dark posture.

Especially when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a short and thin old man with a black snake-headed cane behind Zhang Longjing, Han Xin didn't even think about it, and turned around while yawning and fell asleep on the bed.

"This ......"

Seeing the chilling move in his eyes, Zhang Longjing's face suddenly turned green, looked at Nangong Wujiu who followed behind him, hesitated slightly, Zhang Longjing could only explain in a weak tone: "Old man, I'm really sorry, this kid is greedy for sleep, if he doesn't let him sleep enough, even if the sky falls, he will never get up." ”

Although Zhang Longjing had heard the name of Nangong Wujiu from Hanxin's mouth last night, Nangong Wujiu did not report his name when he entered the door before, but just said that he came to see Hanxin.

In addition, Zhang Longjing saw that Nangong Wujiu, who was on crutches, looked twenty or thirty years older than him, so Zhang Longjing was extremely polite in his words.

"It doesn't matter! Anyway! Hehe......"

Nangong Wujiu took a deep look at the cold heart on the bed in the bedroom, which had begun to snore like thunder, and couldn't help but smile faintly, and then took the initiative to turn around and leave the door of the cold bedroom.

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining, the backyard full of all kinds of fruits and vegetables and various herbs looks bright, and occasionally the mountain breeze blows, bringing a faint fragrance of plants and trees.

Zhang Longjing originally planned to invite Nangong Wujiu to sit down and drink tea, but Nangong Wujiu, who was on crutches, obviously did not have such thoughts, he staggered into the medicinal field full of various herbs, and Zhang Longjing was worried for a while.

"This old guy looks weak, and if he accidentally stepped on the herbs, it would be a small matter, if he had some accident and then relied on my head, it would be troublesome......"

Thinking about it like this, although Zhang Longjing was reluctant, he still stubbornly went up to support Nangong Wujiu, and at the same time, he said with a pleasant face: "Old man, I don't know why you came all the way from Qingcheng to find a cold heart?" To tell you the truth, although my medical skills are not as good as those of Chill, I can be regarded as half of his master, if you can trust me......"

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Nangong Wujiu, whose real name is "Zuo Nangong", was coughing all the way, and at this time, before Zhang Longjing finished speaking, he began to cough again, and the coughing sound was even more harsh.

Zhang Longjing has lived for most of his life, how can he not know what Nangong Wujiu's cough means? People don't want to talk to themselves at all!

Realizing this, Zhang Longjing, who was already a little stinky and temperamental, simply ignored Nangong Wujiu, and even stopped kindly supporting Nangong Wujiu, who looked sick, he scolded secretly in his heart, old thing, who do you think our family is cold, if you want him to treat you, he has to treat you obediently?

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Nangong Wujiu's face changed slightly, and then he pointed at the medicine field in front of him with a snake-headed cane and asked, "What about the peach trees and ginseng fruit trees planted here?" ”

"Poof......

Hearing Nangong Wujiu's words, Zhang Longjing couldn't hold back his laughter, he said: "Old man, you are too funny, how can there really be peach trees and ginseng fruit trees in the world?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Longjing was suddenly stunned, because in his memory, the scene that happened in front of him was too familiar, in his memory, when he had just resigned from his job as a hospital director and then went to work in this medicine field in Hanxin, Hanxin pointed to the direction pointed by Nangong Wujiu at this moment and said something similar to him:

"Old man Zhang, you have to remember for me, this one is called the peach tree, the other is called the ginseng fruit tree, and those two, one of them is called the ice gourd, and the other is called the splash of Molan grass, all of which are extremely precious varieties, you can eat here with mixed rice, and you can work hard, but you must not pull them out as weeds!"

Zhang Longjing still remembers that when he heard the cold words, he couldn't hold back his laughter like now, and he laughed so much that his stomach hurt.

However, Leng Bu heard similar words from Nangong Wujiu's mouth, and smiled and smiled, Zhang Longjing suddenly couldn't laugh.

"You...... How do you know this? ”

Although Hanxin once told Zhang Longjing the secret of the peach tree and the ginseng fruit tree, but, as an atheist, Zhang Longjing has never taken it seriously, and before Hanxin returned to Osmanthus Village with amnesia, once Zhang Longjing even almost dug up the peach tree with a hoe because he forgot Hanxin's advice.

It was precisely because he didn't take it to heart that Zhang Longjing didn't mention it to anyone, he only thought that the cold heart was deliberately teasing him.

Moreover, his intuition told him that it was impossible for Hanxin to tell Nangong Wujiu about this matter, in this case, how did the weak and old stranger in front of him know this?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Nangong Wujiu suddenly took off the disguise of "Mr. Good" on his face, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Longjing's collar, and then asked viciously: "Let me ask you again, where did the peach tree and ginseng fruit tree planted here go before?" ”

“……”

If it weren't for his personal experience, Zhang Longjing would never believe that Nangong Wujiu, who looked sick on the surface, had such a big hand!

When he realized that he was screwed off the ground by Nangong Wujiu with one hand, Zhang Longjing was even more frightened and didn't scream.

The situation has developed to this point, not to mention that Zhang Longjing is extremely shrewd, even if Zhang Longjing is a fool, he finally guessed that Nangong Wujiu is not good at coming, and the good is not coming.

"Chilling, you bastard, you usually don't get up before dawn one day, but it's good today, if you find that the situation is wrong, you just lie on the bed and pretend to be dead, and you are suffering for the teacher!"

After scolding the cold heart viciously in his heart, Zhang Longjing hurriedly shook his head vigorously, and said, "Old man, don't be angry, I really don't know where those two little saplings went......

"You don't know?"

As far as Nangong Wujiu is concerned, the value of the peach tree and the ginseng fruit tree that he accidentally discovered in the cold medicine field is far less than the child in Dong Qiangrose's belly, and now the two little saplings are gone, how can Nangong Wujiu not be angry?

With a cold smile, the snake-headed cane he held in his other hand was about to stab Zhang Longjing.

However, it was also at this time that the chill that should have been lying on the bed and snoring like thunder had already taken the door.

looked at Nangong Wujiu, who was about to deal with Zhang Longjing, and sneered coldly: "Zuo Nangong, my master is innocent, why do you have to embarrass him?" ”

Yesterday afternoon, after learning from Qin Chuangshi's mouth that Nangong Wujiu was Zuo Hongzhong's father and Zuo Qisheng's grandfather, Zuo Qisheng and Zuo Longxiang's grandfather, Ye Tingcheng and Liu Yexin effortlessly found out the genealogy of several generations of the Zuo family in the capital.

According to the information that Ye Tingcheng and Liu Yexin called up from the internal system of the 101st Bureau, Zuo Nangong disappeared decades ago because he went to the sea to do business, and he completely evaporated from the world as if he were air.

Now Zuo Nangong has reappeared, and he has appeared under a false identity like "Nangong Wujiu", which is really incredible.

"Hehe......"

With a faint smile, Nangong Wujiu immediately let go of Zhang Longjing, who was stunned, and raised his eyes to look at Hanxin who was sitting leisurely on the recliner, he sneered: "Hanxin, you are really not simple, you have investigated my old bottom so quickly?" But it's a pity, it's a little late, and your woman has already fallen into my hands, hehe......"