Oh~Oh~~ Lao Cai made a voice call directly.

"How can it be as simple as you say, this is a set of esoteric physical arts, and ordinary people can't learn it!" A rough voice came out of the microphone, and Song Jingfang immediately sketched the image of a tall man in his mind.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was too narrow-minded." She was wrong, she was a frog at the bottom of the well.

With a good attitude of admitting her mistakes, Yu Laocai let her go, "I'll send you the documents later." ”

"In addition to this set of esoteric physical skills, are there any other ......" Song Jingfang was hastily interrupted by Yu Laocai before he finished speaking, "Wait a while, I have something to do here, I'll talk about it later." ”

Yu Laocai hung up the phone.

After waiting for a long time and the documents didn't come over, Song Jingfang opened the black letter and saw that Yu Laocai's state was offline. The heart was so weak that he picked his head, and felt that that set of esoteric physical skills was unreliable, and Yu Laocai was even more unreliable.

What to do? You can't stay in the tree all the time, she's not a koala.

Song Jingfang has never been a passive person, and he will not do stupid things like putting all the eggs in one basket. Hold your mobile phone and swipe the forum, frantically absorb new knowledge, and find a way.

In the dead of night, Song Jingfang shuttled down from the old locust tree, quietly circled around Shangshu Mansion and decided to explore the road first. Generally, this kind of mansion has the existence of dog holes.

Sure enough, Song Jingfang dug out a dog hole under the weeds in a corner. Visually, she should be able to get through it by squeezing her.

The temple was brightly lit, and there were many people guarding the room.

Song Jingfang's cat was in the corner of the wall, licking his index finger and poking a hole in the window sash.

Du Zhongjing was lying on the bed sweating profusely, his cheeks reflected two abnormal flushes, his lips opened and closed up and down, and he kept chanting some small words, "Good bottle...... Lady my lady ......"

Mrs. Du sat on the stool and wiped her tears, what kind of sin did she make, how could Zhongjing be entangled in unclean things.

The little maid on the side stepped forward and persuaded: "Madam, you have been guarding the little young master all day, go back to the house to rest for a while, there are slaves and maids watching here." ”

"Well, you say how I can sleep safely. Jing'er's body is already weak, and it is unknown whether she can survive these two months after suffering this catastrophe. "How can she, a mother, live in peace?

"The master didn't go to invite the master of Zhenguo Temple to come, don't worry about it."

The little maid persuaded again and again, and Du Fu relentlessly left the Mindter Courtyard to rest. Song Jingfang hid in the corner, scratched his ears and cheeks, fought mosquitoes and insects, and paid attention to the situation in the room.

In the second half of the night, Du Zhongjing quieted down and fell asleep, and the little maid in the room left with confidence. Song Jingfang pinched a poisonous mosquito on his face, opened the window sash and turned over and entered the house.

Gently lower the sash and don't make a strange noise.

"Meow~" The black cat came out from under the bed.

"Bang!" Song Jingfang was frightened by the sudden appearance of the black cat and slammed his head against the wall.

didn't care about shouting pain, so he quickly squatted down and hid. After squatting for a while, making sure that he didn't attract the attention of the vigil outside the door, Song Jingfang breathed a sigh of relief.

Rubbing the blue bag on her forehead, her tears came out of the pain.

How can there be a cat?

Song Jingfang looked at the black cat in front of him, and similarly, a pair of green eyes also looked at her, an uninvited guest.

She couldn't help but have a guess that, according to the forum, each energy body could not exist separately from the carrier, so ......

"Silver bottle?" Song Jingfang shouted tentatively.

"Who are you!"

The black cat instantly exploded, jumped up and pawed at Song Jingfang's face. Song Jing turned his head backwards, dodging the sneak attack of the silver bottle, and at the same time reached out, grabbed the neck of the black cat, and choked the throat of the fate of the silver bottle.

"Little, dare to scratch me." Can't clean up people, can't she clean up a cat?

I touched my face with palpitations, so hung that I was almost broken by this little calf.

The silver bottle wanted to run, but Song Jingfang pressed the cat's head back with a finger, "Be honest!" Otherwise, I'll stew you and drink the soup. ”

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm shouting indecent!" The voice of the silver bottle was soft and immature, making Song Jingfang look like a flower thief who forced the women of the good family.

"Shut up." Song Jingfang covered the cat's mouth, looked out vigilantly, and warned in a low voice, "It's still rude, you don't look at your current virtue, I'm just disrespectful to you, what can you do to me." ”

I'm really drunk, it's the first time I've seen such a bad brain...... Cat.

"Invite other people, you think you're going to be able to run away? I'll let go, you be quiet, OK? ”

The silver bottle didn't struggle to hang the cat's head and meow lowly. Song Jingfang put her on the ground. As soon as the silver bottle landed, he ran away energetically and jumped onto the bed.

Song Jingfang was not afraid that the silver bottle would run away, so he leisurely picked up the pastry plate on the table, paced two steps and sat on the edge of the bed, hungry for a day and a night while eating and chatting.

The silver bottle dodged on Du Zhongjing's body, "I won't leave the little master, you should die!" ”

Why did this sound so bloody, Song Jingfang swallowed the mung bean cake in his mouth, "Silver bottle, should I die or you die?" ”

Song Jingfang reached out and pinched Du Zhongjing's jaw, and the silver bottle wanted to be held down.

"Look at it, look at it...... With an excessively pale complexion, a lot of breath and little breath, you won't live long. ”

"Meow~" Ang Ang's cat head, "You are talking nonsense, the little young master will live a hundred years old, and the master invited a famous doctor in Jiangnan to recuperate for the little young master." ”

"No matter how good a famous doctor is, he can't withstand your goblin toss, what is your current situation and you don't have any points in your heart?"

was poked in the sore spot, and the silver bottle was arrogant, "I...... I won't hurt the little master. ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether it hurts or not." Song Jingfang pulled Du Zhongjing's eyelids, "I think, he won't live until the end of this month." ”

"I can't leave the little master, I can't."

The cat's paws scratched on the brocade quilt, and the silver bottle couldn't listen to anything Song Jingfang said, she only knew that she couldn't leave.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you go or not."

Originally, she was reluctant to use force, but she was always strange in her heart when she was asked to shout and kill after being a law-abiding citizen for 18 years.

She ended up meeting a dead-brained person who couldn't understand people's words, and Song Jingfang didn't have the patience to speak more, so he grabbed the fur from the back of the silver bottle and picked it up, intending to forcibly take the silver bottle away.

The black cat in his hand suddenly twitched, and Song Jingfang immediately had an ominous premonition.

"Silver bottle!"

I saw a white light burst out from the black cat's body and pounced on Du Zhongjing.

It's late, she can't catch it!

The white light completely entered Du Zhongjing's body. The black cat in his hand loses vital signs.

Du Zhongjing, who was in a coma, muttered, "Bottle~"

"You come out!"

Song Jingfang really didn't expect that the silver bottle would be so bold, and he would actually hide in Du Zhongjing's dream in order to leave his body behind.

From Du Zhongjing's eyebrows, there was a weak begging voice from the silver bottle, "This lord, you just let the bottle go, the bottle really just wants to accompany the little master." ”