"Hmm." Yingzi shook her head, "When did you agree to meet?" ”

"I'll see." Rita took out her phone, glanced at the calendar, and frowned, "August 23rd, tsk, it's too troublesome, I still have to stay in Huaguo for more than ten days." ”

Today is August 7th, 16 days before the date she and the First Poison Master agreed.

Rita was also puzzled as to why the First Poison Potion had suddenly changed the location of the meeting.

It's still in China.

Originally, they were supposed to meet on this island last night.

But after she finished the competition, the first poison pharmacist changed the place and time of the meeting.

"Where?"

"Hucheng."

Ying Zijin's expression was slightly paused: "Hucheng? ”

"You're weird, aren't you?" Rita spread her hands, "I think about how a hunter of this level can live in seclusion in your imperial capital or in the mountains. ”

The ancient martial arts world and the ancient medical world are all in the imperial capital.

It's just that ordinary people can't find it, and they can't get in if they find it.

"It's not impossible, though." Rita said, "I don't know if you know, the last seventh on the list of spear gods died in Shanghai, and so far the Hidden Alliance has not found out who did it." ”

The sun gradually blinded, and Ying Zijin put on his hat: "I know." ”

"So I wondered if it was the First Poison Master who killed him." Rita analyzed very seriously, "You see, only a poison master can kill people invisibly, and he can leave no evidence at all. ”

Ying Zijin was slightly silent.

She couldn't argue with that.

The seventh on the list of gun gods, she did kill it.

However, she didn't clean up the scene either, there was no evidence, it should be Fu Yunshen who helped her sweep the tail behind.

"Anyway, thanks to him, as soon as he dies, I will still be one place on the list." Rita stroked her hair, full of amorousness, "It turns out that I am eighty-eight." ”

"Ning Shenhua, I can send you." Ying Zijin groaned, "But I have one condition. ”

"You say, I can be satisfied."

"I'll follow you to the First Poisoner."

"Yes, no problem." Rita agreed directly, "We are a deal, I asked her to treat my father." ”

Ying Zijin's eyes moved slightly.

"Wait, I've got something for you." Rita beckoned to the middle-aged man not far away, "Myron, bring the things." ”

The middle-aged man stepped forward and carried a suitcase.

"This is a gun in my collection." Rita opened the chest, "It can be used, but it doesn't have much power, because its shell is made of gold and diamonds, and it looks good." ”

"You accept it as our reconciliation gift."

Ying Zijin didn't refuse, she pointed to the side: "These are for you." ”

Rita picked up one of the small jars: "What's this?" ”

"Whitening mask."

Four words, let Rita decisively put it away, she whistled and smiled: "Oriental beauty, if you have time, I invite you to eat macaroni at our place." ”

She waved her hand and got on another plane.

**

Five hours later.

The plane once again arrived in Shanghai.

August was a very hot and humid day with a stove.

"Let's go, little friend, send you." Fu Yunshen patted her head, "I'm tired these days, go home and sleep well." ”

Yun Shan didn't follow very interestingly, he excused himself to run errands and left.

The two of them went back in the car.

Halfway through, Ying Zijin saw someone selling mung bean soup and sour plum soup on the side of the road, it was an old grandmother.

She sat on a small bench with two boxes in front of her.

"I'm going to buy a drink." Ying Zijin turned his head, "Do you drink?" ”

She didn't seem to have seen him drink anything other than health tea.

"Hmm." Fu Yunshen didn't refuse this time, and parked the car, "You buy one at room temperature, your stomach is important." ”

Ying Zijin got out of the car and walked to the stall.

She took two cups of mung bean soup and had to scan the code to pay.

The old woman wiped her hands with a towel and hesitated: "Little girl, do you have any cash?" ”

Ying Zijin raised his head: "Cash? ”

Nowadays, it is generally online transfers, and few people will bring cash.

"It's not a big deal." The old grandmother sighed, "The technology is too advanced now, I don't understand anything, and my son still got this collection code for me." ”

She wiped the corners of her reddened eyes, a little embarrassed: "I scanned the code to pay and swept it to him, I want to buy a vegetable today and stew a soup for my wife, so I wanted to ask if you have any cash." ”

Ying Zijin's hand paused, and she saw that her other party's avatar was a middle-aged man.

Obviously not the grandmother's own WeChat account.

Her eyes closed slightly, knowing what was going on.

Seeing that she was silent, the old grandmother hurriedly said, "If you don't have it, it's okay, just transfer it." ”

"Yes, grandma." Fu Yunshen didn't know when he came over, took out a dozen hundred yuan cash from his wallet, and smiled, "You take it." ”

"Too much, too much." The old grandmother had never seen so much money, she was startled and hurriedly pushed it away, "A cup of mung bean soup costs four yuan, eight yuan is fine." ”

"You can't even buy half a chicken for eight dollars." Fu Yunshen's eyelashes raised, "In this way, if you think I'm at a loss, you sell me the rest." ”

The old grandmother was a little at a loss.

Fu Yunshen had already bent down, picked up the bag and began to fill the mung bean soup and sour plum soup, and his voice was faint: "Your son won't give you money?" ”

The old grandmother lowered her head and sighed: "He also works hard, maybe he forgot it, how can parents and children care." ”

Ying Zijin watched the movements of the two, raised his hand and pressed his heart.

She has always known that there is a big flaw in the body, and she has no heart.

This heart does not refer to organs.

It is a mind that can make people feel emotional fluctuations towards external objects.

She knows what love is and what is hate, and she has emotions, but she can't feel it.

In terms of feelings, she is like a robot.

But at this moment, she seemed to be able to feel this kind of human warmth.

It seems that she is slowly recovering.

After buying all the mung bean soup and sour plum soup, Fu Yunshen carried the bag: "It's enough for you to drink for a long time." ”

Seeing that the girl had been looking at one place, he knocked his finger on her forehead and chuckled: "Why are you in a daze?" ”

"Nothing." Ying Zijin came back to her senses, she looked at him, and suddenly raised her hand to hug him, "Thank you." ”

It's a very ordinary action, and it's not very ambiguous.

Greeting friends and hugging each other, it makes no difference.

After all, before, he carried it on his back and hugged it.

Fu Yunshen's body tensed slightly for a moment, but soon stretched out.

He moved his fingers and raised his peach blossom eyes: "Little friend, are you considered to be molesting?" ”

"No, at most—" Ying Zijin took a piece of mung bean soup from his hand, still in a cold tone, "Take advantage of you." ”

“……”

**

There are two types of make-up classes at Qingzhi Middle School.

The first is the unification of schools, where there is a month of make-up classes after the exam for the summer vacation.

The second is to choose to attend classes or take a vacation after the unified make-up class is completed, according to the student's own opinion.

So after August, there were a lot fewer people coming to school.

However, the people in the elite class come every day.

"Yuexuan, what do you want?" The girl at the same table shook her hand in front of her eyes, "Why are you absent-minded these days?" ”

Ying Yuexuan suddenly retracted her thoughts and lowered her eyes: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen my brother for a long time." ”

Although Ying Tianlu didn't hear the conversation between her and Zhong Manhua that day, Ying Yuexuan could feel that Ying Tianlu's attitude had changed for her.

In the past, when Ying Tianlu didn't leave Shanghai to start a business, she would send her to school, but this time she didn't.

Ying Yuexuan was a little puzzled.

She later thought that even if Ying Tianlu knew that she was not his own sister, it would not be a big deal.

After all, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting knew early on and were still very good to her.

"Your brother?" The girl didn't ask much, just said casually, "There may be something to be busy with, don't take it to heart." ”

Ying Yuexuan answered, and then began to write the paper.

The girl was still saying: "Yuexuan, you can rest assured, although your family has adopted Ying Zijin, she is also very powerful, but you are your own child." ”

"Where can this adopted one compare to his own one? She wasn't even a dove occupying a magpie's nest. ”

Ying Yuexuan raised her head suddenly, and Wen Tong's tone became a little more serious for the first time: "Don't say this kind of thing." ”

The girl was taken aback, and quickly changed the topic: "Yuexuan, I heard that Mu Shenzhou lives in your house now, how is it?" ”

Zhong Zhiwan has brought Mu Shenzhou to Qingzhi a few times, and they have all seen it.

It is indeed a son-in-law cultivated by the big family of the imperial capital, and his every move shows his famous demeanor.

"How's that?" Ying Yuexuan didn't feel anything, "There is a difference between men and women, I haven't had much contact, and I don't like him." ”

The girl was puzzled at this time: "Why? ”

Ying Yuexuan finished writing a volume: "Because he doesn't like his sister." ”

"Ying Zijin?" The girl was stunned for a moment and understood, "I guess Zhong Zhiwan also said something in front of him, alas, why didn't I see that she was such a person in the first place." ”

**

The Wen family.

After Ying Zijin arrived in the community, Fu Yunshen did not leave, but sent her upstairs.

As soon as she arrived at the door, the key had just been inserted, and her eyes changed suddenly.

Wen Fengmian heard the sound of the key inserting the deadbolt, and he walked over to open the door: "I'm back." ”

Ying Zijin raised his head and swept his gaze around the room, which was only sixty square meters.

There is no figure of Wen Tinglan.

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