37. You're still a little tender
"Isn't it some parallel universe?" Feng Chuan asked.
"Cultivating immortals and immortality, we believe in this, and it has nothing to do with parallel universes." Zhang Quan said tremblingly.
"There's a young man driving a Bentley trying to come in at dusk, why stop him?" Feng Chuan asked in a deep voice.
"I don......'t know," Zhang Quan paused, "Maybe he wants to buy medicine, medicine for spiritual practice." At dusk, the head of the church was in retreat to give lectures and preach, so the door was temporarily closed. ”
"Really?" Feng Chuan shined a flashlight on Zhang Quan to enhance the sense of oppression.
"It's true. If there is half a lie, be willing to be thundered by the sky. "Sect Master Zhang Quan has been doing it for a long time, and it has become the norm to talk about it.
"Why did you sleep in a place like this tonight?" Feng Chuan asked suspiciously.
"I often sleep here, just to be closer to my faith in my God." Zhang Quan Zhenzhen has words.
Feng Chuan wrapped one arm around Zhang Quan's throat and dragged Zhang Quan to continue walking in the room. Under the light of the flashlight, Feng Chuan carefully observed the Taoist paintings on the wall, and then looked at the Taoist books in the room, but found nothing abnormal.
Is everything just my subjective conjecture? The church hidden here has nothing to do with the parallel universe, let alone any space-time chaotic space-time beast.
"Please let me go, I promise not to tell you about your trespass. I've never had a fight with the world all my life, and even if I believe in a religion, it shouldn't affect anyone else. Zhang Quan said pitifully.
"But you believe in evil ......," Feng Chuan swallowed back when he said it.
Cult?
It's really hard to say. According to the old man in front of him, they believe in a certain branch of Taoism, and Feng Chuan cannot characterize it, and even if Feng Chuan thinks it is a cult, it cannot represent others.
"Don't tell me what I've been here, or I'll beat you up and make your drug trafficking public." Feng Chuan said coldly.
"I understand, I understand." Zhang Quan nodded again and again.
"Go ahead and sleep and try to communicate more deeply with God." As soon as Feng Chuan's arm was loosened, he let Zhang Quan go.
"Ahem! Cough! Zhang Quan clutched his throat and found the open gymnastics mat in slow motion.
Feng Chuan glanced at Zhang Quan, raised his feet and walked down. He didn't know whether to be happy or depressed, but now he felt empty, as if he had suddenly lost his purpose.
Hum!
Cynthia took a heavy drag on her cigar and looked disdainfully at the figure that emerged from the office area. A cold smile appeared on her face: "Play with me, you are still too tender." ”
"Whoosh~"
Suddenly, I noticed that there was a sharp qi stabbing in this direction. Cynthia hurriedly retracted, and then used the technique of concealment to hide her mellow aura.
Feng Chuan's eyes widened to the extreme, raising the Qi Hope Technique to the highest intensity. But in the entire Wanhe company, there is no abnormality.
I'm afraid that tonight is really my own worries.
Feng Chuan yawned and walked to the corner of Wanhe Company. He jumped out of the house and drove off in a black Audi.
In the industrial park at night, only this car roars through, lonely and stubborn.
Back in the dormitory, the three K gunmen snored slightly, since the bedroom was equipped with a brand new computer, they rarely went to the Internet café to play, after all, Feng Chuan almost never used the computer, and that thing was idle.
Feng Chuan was lying on the bed on all fours, recalling what happened today, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't be sure what was wrong.
In such cranky thoughts, Feng Chuan gradually fell asleep.
At the same time, Xu Conglang walked to the hotel balcony with a smile. He slashed the body of the chicken naked, twisting his waist slightly. Looking at the night view of the Star Capital City at the bottom of my feet, I suddenly had a heroic feeling of being in control.
Ha ha!
Xu Cong slowly turned his head and looked at the girl brought back from the bar. The girl was actually more reserved, but when Xu Cong's pills were mixed with alcohol, the girl quickly became delirious and at the mercy of others.
Yang Shanshan~
Xu Cong had Yang Shanshan's pretty face and his signature black-rimmed glasses in his mind. Don't say it, because of the black-framed glasses, Yang Shanshan is extraordinary.
Don't blame me, you forced me to do this. Not only do I want to get you, but I also want to take pictures of everything after you are fascinated, so that you can only obediently obey my arrangement in the future and be a female slave who wags her tail and begs for mercy.
Xu Cong faced the night breeze and stroked his hair freely.
……
The next day, Feng Chuan had breakfast in the cafeteria. He ordered a bowl of cold rice noodles and ate happily. Coincidentally, Yang Shanshan actually came.
Xingdu Business School has several canteens, and Feng Chuan basically doesn't eat breakfast in the cafeteria. Even if you can meet it in this way, it may be a vague sign of something.
Yang Shanshan was walking with her friends, and Feng Chuan waved at her from afar.
Buying two buns, Yang Shanshan put aside her friends and sat down opposite Feng Chuan: "I haven't seen you take the initiative to say hello for a while, and I thought you suddenly became disgusted." ”
"It's weird." Feng Chuan shrugged awkwardly.
"Just after eight o'clock today, Xu Cong called me......" Yang Shanshan said seemingly casually.
"Don't!" Without waiting for Yang Shanshan to finish speaking, Feng Chuan stopped, "Don't go out alone with Xu Cong." ”
Yang Shanshan chuckled: "How do you know that he asked me out to play?" However, even if you didn't say it, I wouldn't run out with that guy Xu Cong. Anyway, I feel like he's a playboy. ”
"That's right." Feng Chuan immediately agreed.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Chuan suddenly realized a plan. That is, Yang Shanshan pretended to go on a date with Xu Cong, and took the opportunity to find out the inside story of Xu Cong and Wanhe Company.
Phew~
Feng Chuan scolded again and again in his heart. How could you have thought of such an inexplicable plan, it is simply a traitor to seek glory!
"What are you doing?" Yang Shanshan noticed the change in Feng Chuan and asked in surprise.
"Nope." Feng Chuan hurriedly changed the topic, and thought of yesterday's speech by mistake, so he whispered: "I know that you played temporarily yesterday and won the second prize." ”
"Listen to whom?" Yang Shanshan asked happily. Attention was shifted instantly.
Feng Chuan took out his mobile phone and flipped to the photos and videos taken for Yang Shanshan. Yang Shanshan was obviously overjoyed, with an incredibly excited expression on her face.
"Do you want to forward it to you?" Feng Chuan asked in a low voice.
"Of course." Yang Shanshan replied without thinking.
Feng Chuan tapped his finger and sent the photos and videos to Yang Shanshan's WeChat, and then buried his head in eating his cold noodles.
Yang Shanshanzi carefully looked at the things that Feng Chuan photographed, and it was not good to be reasonable, after all, Feng Chuan's seat was far away yesterday.
But, at least in Yang Shanshan's eyes, it is better than any photographer's work.
"May I ask you a little question?" Yang Shanshan hung her head slightly.
"How?" Feng Chuan had a bad premonition.
"Listen to your friend Deng Zhuocheng, you may have a problem in a certain direction." Yang Shanshan's face turned red when she said this.
“……”
Feng Chuan was speechless for a moment. He just wanted to run back to the dormitory immediately and knock Deng Zhuocheng on the head a few times.