Chapter 430: Evil Qi

Fu Ling heard Xuanwu say that he had already discussed it with Ao Tian, although he was relieved, but he still said: "When we can still fight, we will fight, and if we can't fight, we will run, you don't have to love face and die." ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "I know. ”

Fu Ling stopped talking and began to think in his heart, no wonder he cried so sadly today, Ao Tian didn't come to persuade himself twice, it turned out that Xuanwu had already told Ao Tian about himself.

Fu Ling glanced at Xuanwu and said in his heart: No, Xuanwu is not the gossip person, he will not tell Ao Tian what I have done.

Xuanwu saw that Fu Ling had something in his heart and asked, "What is your little head thinking?" ”

Fu Ling looked at Xuanwu and said, "I didn't think about anything, it's just strange, I'm so sad today, why doesn't Ao Tian's head hurt." ”

"Are you sad?"

Fu Ling said with an exaggerated expression: "How sad I cry! ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "You didn't get distracted, Ao Tian naturally didn't feel it." ”

"Hey, you talked about me like that, how much it hurts my self-esteem, can I not be really sad!"

"Then you go and ask Ao Tian." Xuanwu said.

Fu Ling blinked, "You can't talk about me like that again." ”

Fu Ling saw that Xuanwu was concentrating on driving, ignoring himself, so he had to turn his head out of the car window and enjoy the scenery on the side of the road.

Fu Ling looked out the car window and said with some sadness: "Xuanwu, I really want to open a resort in Lotus Mountain, we will pay for it, Hu Chang'an will operate it, and then we will divide the account fifty-fifty, we don't care about anything, every day on the mountain, watching flowers and admiring the moon, drinking wine and tea." ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, stretched out his right hand and touched Fu Ling's head, "Don't you feel lonely in that kind of life?" ”

Fu Ling turned his head to look at Xuanwu, "As long as the three of us are together, we won't be lonely, didn't we live like that before." ”

The car had already driven to the gate of the Hot Spring Villa, Xuanwu slowed down the car and said to Fu Ling: "When our matter is settled, we will go to a good place, which is more beautiful than Lotus Mountain." ”

Fu Ling asked curiously, "What a good place?" ”

Xuanwu smiled, "That's a small island on the Jing River." ”

"Whose island does it belong to now?" Fu Ling asked.

"Red Refinement."

Fu Ling blinked, "Because it should be Ao Tian's family property, right?" ”

"No, it was given to me by Ao Tian's father when I was born."

Fu Ling took a deep breath, she decided that she must get that island back, and there were so many years of land rent, not a single cent was missing.

Xuanwu parked the car in front of the main building of the villa, and the two of them got out of the car.

Xuanwu habitually looked around, Fu Ling also looked around, and then said to Xuanwu: "It feels very strange, it's an evil qi and not a demonic qi, I seem to have encountered this evil qi somewhere." ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "You can see this?" ”

Fu Ling glanced at Xuanwu, "I am also a little immortal with a thousand-year-old Taoism, don't underestimate me." ”

Xuanwu smiled, "Where have you seen this evil spirit?" ”

"I have an empty stomach right now, my brain has no energy, and I can't function." Fu Ling said, and when he saw Bei Jianjun coming out of the building, he immediately greeted: "Brother Bei! ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling with disgust, and saw that Fu Ling had already walked towards Bei Jianjun, so he had to follow.

Bei Jianjun smiled and said to Fu Ling and Xuanwu: "Mr. Chen is really on time. ”

Fu Ling said: "Since we have agreed, we naturally have to be on time. ”

Bei Jianjun smiled and led the way in front, leading Xuanwu and Fu Ling into the main building.

Fu Ling looked around and found that although the interior of this villa was luxuriously decorated, there were very few people, two doormen at the front door, two waiters at the bar, and then no one else could be seen, and the hall seemed empty.

Pei Jianjun led Xuanwu and Fu Ling to a suite on the second floor, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Mr. Pei standing up and greeting Xuanwu: "Mr. Chen, it's been hard all the way." ”

Xuanwu smiled, and after a few people sat down, a man in his thirties brought tea and pastries.

Fu Ling's stomach had already sung about the empty city plan, and when he saw the cookies and the small bagels, Fu Ling immediately pressed his stomach inadvertently, for fear that his stomach would not be angry, and at this time it sounded twice.

Fu Ling, in order to hide his embarrassment, picked up the teacup and took a sip. As soon as the tea entered the Fu Ling, he realized that it was Pu'er, and his heart said: It's not to be hungrier.

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling and said, "Eat dim sum first and then drink tea." ”

"Hmm." Fu Ling answered, picked up a small bagel and ate it gently.

Mr. Pei smiled, "Mr. Chen really pays attention to the details of health preservation. ”

Bei Jianjun said: "Mr. Chen, you must be tired from driving here, why don't you take a rest first, and we will talk while eating." ”

Xuanwu smiled and said, "I want to take a walk with Mr. Pei in the villa first while the sky is still bright and take a look at the environment." ”

Mr. Pei nodded and said, "That's okay, I'll show Mr. Chen the way." ”

Xuanwu said to Mr. Pei: "I just saw that this villa covers a large area, I can walk with Mr. Pei, you can rest for a while, you may be very busy tonight." ”

When Mr. Pei heard Xuanwu say this, he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Fu Ling had just finished eating a bagel with an unfinished face, but he was embarrassed to eat the second one, and when he saw that Mr. Pei was nervous, he comforted: "Uncle Pei, we just recognize the way, walk around and come back, you don't have to walk up and down the mountain with us, how tired it is." ”

Xuanwu said to Fu Ling: "It's very tired, you can wait for me here." ”

Fu Ling looked at Xuanwu and said, "I also recognize the way." ”

"No need, just accompany Bei Lao." After Xuanwu finished speaking, he stood up.

Fu Ling also stood up, she knew that she wouldn't remember the road if she walked around, but she was always a little uneasy not to follow Xuanwu.

Xuanwu patted Fu Ling's shoulder, "You eat some bread first and rest for a while." ”

Fu Ling looked at Xuanwu and made a difficult choice between bagels and Xuanwu.

Fu Ling bit his lip, "I'd better follow you." ”

Xuanwu smiled, "No need, I'll be back in a while." ”

Fu Ling saw that Xuanwu didn't have to follow him, so he had no choice but to say nothing more and watched Xuanwu and Bei Jianjun leave the room.

Fu Ling sat down and said to Mr. Pei, "Uncle Pei, why does this bagel taste different?" ”

Mr. Pei explained: "Oh, it wasn't made by our chef, it was flown in from Shanghai. ”

Fu Ling said with a look of surprise: "Do you want to ship a loaf of bread by air?" ”

Mr. Pei smiled, "You try this cookie." ”

"Okay." Fu Ling agreed and picked up a round cookie, took a bite, and when he ate it, there was a fragrant butter smell in his mouth.

"These cookies are so delicious."

Mr. Pei said: "This cookie uses the world's selected 'French presidential butter', because of the special ingredients, so the taste is mellow. ”