"Knock knock, I heard that Uncle Lan Sui has woken up, may I ask if I can come in?"

Such words came from the door, which instantly made Lan Sui a little sluggish, and only after two seconds did he ask Zhan Yuanxun:

"Looking for me?"

"What do you say?"

After saying this, Zhan Yuan Xun stood up and shouted:

"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment."

As she spoke, she was already walking towards the door, and from her words, it was not difficult to hear that she knew the person at the door.

Moreover, the surname of the person at the door is Zheng, and there is also the flower planter in the Dongying Fantasy Office just mentioned, you can know by listening to this name that things are faintly pointing to the flower planter on the other side of the coast.

Zhan Yuan Xun had already opened the door at this time, only to see a fat man in a suit and leather shoes walk in outside the door?

With a warm smile on his face, his big belly can accommodate the appearance of Maitreya Buddha, which can basically describe the person who came in at this time.

"I'm sorry for you, Miss Zhanyuan."

"You're welcome Mr. Zheng, thanks to you for the past two days."

"Don't don't, this is what I should do, Uncle Xiao's business, it's our entire station!"

"But, thank you very much for your help."

Zhan Yuanxun bent down, and after thanking this Mr. Zheng, he also said: "Then, I have to go and buy some liquid food such as gruel for Suijun to come back, and I will trouble Mr. Zheng during this time." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of Uncle Xiao."

"Well, please."

As he spoke, Zhan Yuan Xun also walked to the door and walked out, of course, the door was closed.

At this time, in the entire ward, only Lan Sui and this Mr. Zheng were left.

"I can see that after Uncle Xiao woke up, he was still in such good spirits, and Zheng Dao was also relieved here." At this time, Mr. Zheng, who should not be called Zheng Dao, looked at Lan Sui and said with a smile.

Lan Sui looked at it carefully, and although the body in front of him was fat, but the man who was very tall, looking like he was about 40 years old, asked after a slight sigh:

"Can you prove your identity first?"

"It's easy." This Mr. Zheng took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Lan Sui.

It reads the words... Well, to be precise, it should be a ghost drawing of words, and the ten twisted words read:

"This man is your nephew."

is a very simple and clear sentence, and the person who wrote this sentence is Yu Mo Evil, the evil sister.

As for whether someone will imitate the words written like the evil sister's notes.

For this statement, Lan Sui will definitely scoff at it, do you think he hasn't tried to imitate the handwriting of the evil sister?

After all, this kind of ghostly drawing text is too terrifying, Lan Sui also experimented with curiosity, and after writing two water-based pens and 5 books, Lan Sui directly announced that he would give up.

But unexpectedly, after this time, Lan Sui was able to recognize the words written by the evil sister.

This can be regarded as a special kind of encrypted text.

"What is your relationship with the evil sister?"

"Colleague!"

"So, why do you call me Uncle Junior?"

"Uncle Junior, why do you knowingly ask" Zheng Dao smiled and said to Lan Sui like this.

yes, why bother pretending to be confused like this~

I saw that Lan Sui muttered: "Old Taoist~"

"Old-fashioned. I'm afraid that only Uncle Xiao dares to call him that, so we can only respectfully call my master. ”

Lan Sui looked at the person in front of him, and for a while he couldn't tell his true appearance.

At first glance, he looks like a good old man, but his true emotions are very well concealed, and... His strength is also unknown.

It feels like ... Lan Sui is like facing the evil sister, and it is difficult to guess.

At this time, after a deep sigh, Lan Sui asked:

"Who are you?"

"The flower planter is stationed in the Dongying Fantasy Xianxia Office, the logistics director." At this time, Zheng Dao replied to Lan Sui's words in the language of the flower planter.

"Wait!"

Lan asked with a thoughtful expression, "Wait! I remember that when I was called this name, I didn't add the word Xianxia. ”

"Well, this is the director, after thinking for five seconds yesterday, he added a piece of paper under the plaque."

"Feeling ... You usually work very hard~"

Lan Sui looked at it, and Zheng Dao in front of him smiled very reluctantly, and sighed like this.

"It's okay, this plaque is enough for the director to play for a while, and when that wall is full, it should be able to stop." Shaking his head, Zheng Dao said to Lan Sui:

"So, in order to avoid having to recite a long list of names when we go out to do errands, we now call them all in Yingban."

For this title, should I complain, or should I complain, or should I complain?

Zheng Dao naturally knows the breadth and profundity of the language of the flower planter.

However, for an old Jianghu like Zheng Dao, for this kind of embarrassing words, it is also possible to be cheeky, as if nothing has happened, and say to Lan Sui:

"May I ask Uncle Junior, what else do you want to ask?"

"Well~ So, are you ZF staff or Daomen people?"

Hearing this question, Zheng Dao's face did not change, as if he had known that Lan Sui would ask this question, and said:

"Count it all."

"What do you mean?"

"We were selected by ZF, but when we came to Dongying, the leader was Taishigong. Taishi Gong is a person of Taoism, and we have learned one or two of his skills, so we naturally come according to the honorific title. ”

"Yes~"

Lan Sui sighed with emotion at first, and then asked strangely: "The relationship between Daomen and ZF is so harmonious?" ”

"Well~"

Zheng Dao smiled strangely at first, but then asked Lan Sui: "Does Uncle Xiao know that a peerless person on Dongying's side, Abe Qingming." ”

"Nature knows."

"So, if there weren't so many monsters rampant in the Heian period, would Abe Harumi be able to be valued by the rulers of that time?"

Well, that's all that has been said, so there's no need to go on.

As for the relationship between this religion and ZF within the flower planter, Lan Sui didn't bother to delve into it to avoid trouble.

But he had a strange thing.

"However, the internal things of the Flower Plantation Record, may be a little too busy, but why do you want to set up such a station in this Dongying place? Well, what about the office? ”

"It's a very simple question, but ... Uncle Junior, are you sure you want to know? ”

At this time, Zheng Dao still had the appearance of Maitreya Buddha just now, and now his face was full of a cunning expression that the treacherous plan was about to succeed.