Chapter 92 Cute Little Zombie Drink milk please sell Meng 47

"White girl, why are you here?" Qingzhen was drinking tea at the door, only to see Feng Mengmeng walking over with a stack of books.

"Be careful." Halal took the book in her hand and placed it on the table.

"I assigned tasks to your master and Jiang Xiaoyu, and I won't be able to do anything else for about seven days, so you can go and tell Elder Yuan Yi tomorrow, right?" Feng Mengmeng said that she poured tea from her cup. Walking all the way with a book on my own, I was almost exhausted.

"Good. Why is the white girl holding this stack of medical books? Halal asked.

"I'll see. By the way, can you do me a favor? Feng Mengmeng said.

"White girl, please speak."

"Do you have a room available?" Feng Mengmeng hesitated to look at Halal. This big night came to him to ask if there was a vacant room, and it didn't seem to be very good.

"Yes, yes. Why does the White Girl want an empty room? You should have one or two in that yard too, right? ”

"Nope. I'll borrow your yard to live for a few days, and the task assigned to you recently by your master may be a little difficult for them, so I'll take refuge. "Feng Mengmeng is talking nonsense in a serious way. Where are you hiding from Jiang Xiaoyu and them, you are hiding from Bai Xiaoyue. It doesn't matter if you can hide or not. Anyway, it was impossible to let myself go back to the courtyard where I had eaten people and live with him.

What's more, there are no extra empty rooms in his small courtyard, and the layout of his own one room and one living room cannot be simpler.

"Master isn't that kind of person, is he? And you're a girl, it's not good to live here with me. The more he spoke, the quieter he became.

"In that case, I'd better move to the library and live." As he spoke, he prepared to go to the library with the book in his arms.

If I went by myself, I would add popularity to the library.

"Never." Qing Halal hurriedly stopped, "The white girl is a girl's house, it's not good to live there." And if you stay there, if the elders ask......"

"Then I'll live with you? Just give me a place to live, I don't pick, I don't sue. "Feng Mengmeng has a good face.

"Okay. Today you live here first, and I will arrange a place for you. "Saying that Halal has a bitter face, it is good to live alone, quiet and comfortable.

One more person feels weird, and I can't refuse it.

"I don't know what you're thinking." Halal walked in with the wind while talking, and drank tea in the yard, who did he provoke? Invited an ancestor.

After Feng Mengmeng found a place to live, as soon as the halal left, he put the book away and read it at night.

This is not as comfortable as Bai Xiaoyue's feeling, but no one is a little scary, only this pile of medical books can comfort his frightened little heart.

The two people who just came out of the library pavilion, "How are you?" Want to carry it? Hengqiu asked Jiang Xiaoyu with one eye.

"Uncle Shi, this is the natural thing that the white girl has arranged. Uncle Shi, aren't you going to memorize it? ”

"Hmph, you carry it, I don't carry it." After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and left. If you admit it, you will lose face!

"But, Uncle Shi, if you are like this, the elders will ......" Jiang Xiaoyu's words made Hengqiu pause, yes, if he didn't do it, the elders would definitely say their own. Maybe he will be punished for something and do even more shameless things.

"Well, let's talk about it. I don't carry it anyway. "Even if you want to memorize it, you can't say it in front of your junior! This back-and-forth speech is a loss of face. After Hengqiu left, Jiang Xiaoyu also left with the book.

Quietly in the night, a dark shadow flashed.

"Who?" As soon as Jiang Xiaoyu entered the room, he was held to his throat with a knife.

"Shut up." The man scolded, and the knife tightened.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to speak, so he let the man escort him into the house.

Inside sat a man in black dressed like the man who was coercing him.

"Hmm." The man waved his hand, put down the knife he was holding, Jiang Xiaoyu's leg was kicked, and he knelt on the ground all of a sudden.

"What did the poison doctor tell you?" The man asked, hoarse.

"No, nothing." Jiang Xiaoyu was a little trembling. "Who are you, and why did you come to my room?" He asked with a forced fear.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't." The man behind him hit him.

"Gave you something." The man stood up and walked in front of Jiang Xiaoyu, holding his hand and preparing to search Jiang Xiaoyu's body.

"No, nothing. What are you doing? He covered his chest with the book that Feng Meng Meng gave him to memorize.

The man pulled him by the hand and searched for the book.

"Herbal medicine?" He flipped through it, "Why did she give you this book?" ”

"The white girl will memorize it in seven days." After Jiang Xiaoyu finished speaking, he was knocked unconscious by the people behind him.

"Master, what now?"

"It's all useless stuff, that's not what I want." He tossed the book away and left.