Chapter 12: Why bother?

The three of them ate together, but Zhuang Xiaolou and Zhang Yu were chatting about the case, and Song Ziling couldn't interject, so he could only play with his mobile phone while eating bored.

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", Xiaolou, your reputation is gone!"

Suddenly, Song Ziling shouted, attracting a strange look from the people around him.

Song Ziling was stunned, and then lowered his head in disdain, and Zhang Yu almost didn't laugh.

Zhuang Xiaolou helplessly supported his forehead, put down his chopsticks and sighed: "Now my reputation is really gone."

"No, I'm talking to you about business, your theory has been refuted!" Song Ziling said excitedly.

"Didn't I show you that post on the forum in the morning? And then I'm going to comment on what you told me below, hoping to give that guy a heads up. As a result, a guy left me a message, saying that your claims were all fools, and that he wanted to reason with you in person. ”

"As I said, if you believe in this kind of thing, you will be spiritual, and if you don't believe it, you will be empty." Zhuang Xiaolou smiled lightly, "He thinks it's fake, so it's fake." As for face-to-face theory, I have no interest in it, and I don't have that kung fu. ”

"Isn't it?" Song Ziling's eyes widened, and he said, "Others evaluate it like this, you are not angry at all?"

Zhang Yu also looked at Zhuang Xiaolou very curiously, wondering what he thought.

Zhuang Xiaolou smiled slightly and shook his head, "There are more people who don't believe in this, if I want to be angry even like this, then won't I be angry to death?" ”

Song Ziling turned his head and Zhang Yu glanced at each other, both of them seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

That is to say, Zhuang Xiaolou's temperament can be so indifferent, they are both people with relatively straight tempers, if it were them, it is estimated that they would have found this guy to theorize face-to-face.

However, although Zhuang Xiaolou had no intention of meeting this guy, what he didn't know was that Song Ziling, who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, had already quietly sent the address of his clinic to that guy.

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In Ningdu, which is very far away from Jiangzhou, there is a mountain called Yunxia.

Yunxia Mountain is surrounded by clouds all year round, so it is also named because of this.

And the older generation of people who live in Yunxia Town at the foot of the mountain have heard a legend.

On this Yunxia Mountain, there are great wise people who live here.

And at this moment, on this Yunxia Mountain, a black-robed man was kneeling in front of a white-haired old man.

"Little Liuzi, come here at this time, is there anything wrong?" The white-haired old man asked softly.

"Mr. Hui, according to the news from the people under you, the person you are looking for may have news." Chu Shan replied respectfully.

Chu Shan is the sixth apprentice of the old man, so he is called the little sixth son, but the old man does not like his apprentices to call him master, he feels that the word "sir" is more in line with him.

Hearing Chu Shan's words, the white-haired old man's originally cloudy eyes flashed a hint of brightness, and he asked, "How sure are you?"

"As far as I can judge, eight or nine is not far from ten." Chu Shan said, and then took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

On the piece of paper was a sentence written: "Dream hides your head." The literati dream of this, hang the crown and return to the inside, but all matters are careful, and it is not appropriate to come out. ”

It was the sentence that Zhuang Xiaolou said to Song Ziling in the morning.

"Yes, yes!" After reading it, a flush appeared on the old man's face, and he said excitedly: "No matter what, find this guy for me!"

"Yes, sir!" Chu Shan said respectfully, and then bowed and retreated.

He has been with him for almost ten years, and since he has followed him, he has been looking for someone.

Although he didn't know why, he knew in his heart that he just had to do it.

Looking at the direction Chu Shan left, the old man whispered to himself:

"It's been ten years, senior brother, [Menglin Xuanjie] I must get it this time!"

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Three days later, at noon, Zhuang Xiaolou had just dropped off a patient when he received a call from Professor Xu, inviting him to his home for a light meal.

Zhuang Xiaolou looked at his schedule and found that he did not make an appointment with a patient in the afternoon, so he readily agreed.

When he was in school before, Zhuang Xiaolou didn't go to Professor Xu's house to eat, so he didn't think much about it.

However, it wasn't until he entered Professor Xu's house that Zhuang Xiaolou realized that the meal that his teacher invited him to eat was full of deep meaning.

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"Xiaolou, let me introduce you, this is Xu Jiajia, the disciple I just accepted, and I will study first this year." As soon as he entered the door, Professor Xu pulled Zhuang Xiaolou and introduced with a smile.

Zhuang Xiaolou looked over when he heard this, and saw a girl in a short white skirt standing beside Professor Xu.

"Hello, my name is Zhuang Xiaolou." Zhuang Xiaolou said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Zhuang? I've heard of your name for a long time. Xu Jiajia said loudly with a smile on her fair face.

Zhuang Xiaolou raised his eyebrows, and Professor Xu explained: "Jiajia was from this school when I was in college, and it is normal to hear your name."

"I invited you two over for a light meal today, so that you can get to know each other, so that you don't know who the other party is when you meet in the future." Professor Xu said with a smile, and then secretly squeezed his eyes towards Zhuang Xiaolou.

Zhuang Xiaolou couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said in his heart: This old and unserious person must not know who he heard about his breakup.

"Okay old man, the meal is ready, let's talk about it after eating." A woman came out of the kitchen with a dish and said to Professor Xu.

Zhuang Xiaolou hurriedly ran forward to take the food, and echoed: "You still know me, my wife, I'm dying of hunger."

Professor Xu blew his beard angrily and glared, and scolded in his heart: It's simply a child who can't be taught!

Looking at Xu Jiajia, who was still standing on the side, Professor Xu said helplessly, "This kid is too rude, Jiajia, don't be angry with him." ”

"Teacher, you're thinking too much." Xu Jiajia said with a smile, "Moreover, I think the character of the senior brother is also very good, well, it is very real." ”

Professor Xu's eyes were happy, and he said, "Yes, that's why I like this kid." Let's go, let's go eat too. ”

With that, he led Xu Jiajia towards the table.

Zhuang Xiaolou was about to sit down, but was directly slapped on the head by Professor Xu.

"No politeness!" Professor Xu glanced at him and said, "Jiajia is still standing, why are you embarrassed to sit down?" ”

Zhuang Xiaolou scratched his head, quite aggrieved.

At the beginning, every time Zhuang Xiaolou came, Professor Xu and his wife repeatedly told him to treat this place as their own home and not be polite. Later, Zhuang Xiaolou slowly got used to it, and every time he came here, he didn't have the slightest intention of seeing anything else.

It's good now, because with a new disciple, it's not pleasing to see your old disciple?

Zhuang Xiaolou thought of "indignation" in his heart, but the surface work was still full.

"Senior Sister Xu, you sit first." Zhuang Xiaolou stretched out his hand and gestured.

Xu Jiajia shook her head and said, "It's better for the teacher and the teacher to sit first."

Professor Xu nodded with satisfaction, pulled his wife to sit aside, and did not forget to give Zhuang Xiaolou a roll of his eyes: "Learn more from Jiajia!"

Xu Jiajia pursed her lips, trying not to let herself laugh.

Zhuang Xiaolou was extremely aggrieved.

Why did you bother to come to this meal?