Chapter 150: The Calculation of the Monsoon

"What, isn't this my home, why did you get here in a blink of an eye" Qi Tiezui said, "Is it an illusion" Qi Tiezui pinched himself fiercely, but the severe pain made him sober up a lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Eh, it's not an illusion, this is really my home," Qi Tiezui exclaimed loudly.

"Okay, Eighth Master, isn't it just home, what's the fuss" Adjutant Zhang said.

"Okay, let's be quiet, you guys hurry up and call Erhong and Huo Sanniang over, I still have something to do," Ji Feng said.

As soon as Ji Feng said this, everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly did what Ji Feng commanded, in fact, they were all very eager to go out and have a look, especially Zhang Qishan, who had not come back for so many days, and did not know what had become of this Changsha City.

Since Ji Feng spoke, they naturally obeyed happily, and hurriedly walked out, going everywhere to investigate the situation, looking very anxious.

Ji Feng sat quietly on the Taishi chair, playing the game by himself, and it was not until noon that a few people slowly walked back, taking Erhong and Huo Sanniang with them.

However, because it was noon, when a few people came, they still carried a few bags of food in their hands, and it seemed that they were going to have a big meal, and Ji Feng also waved out a big table and put it in front of him.

At the dinner table, wine is naturally indispensable, and Ji Feng took out a few bottles of good wine that he treasured, and was happy, blowing on the bottle of wine.

"Second master, we may have to go to the next tomb in a few days, please help" Zhang Qishan raised his glass and asked.

"Naturally, there is no problem, for the sake of Changsha City, I will definitely accompany you" Februaryhong also said very cheerfully.

"Oh, you're going to the grave," Monsoon asked, "but February Red, don't you want to resurrect your wife?"

"What" Februaryhong was shocked when she heard Monsoon say this, "Does it mean that Mr. wants to resurrect my wife?"

Monsoon nodded, "But there are a few more choices, do you want to listen to them?"

"Choice," Februaryhong was puzzled, "I don't know what choice Mr. is talking about"

Monsoon pondered for a moment and said, "The first choice is that I can help the two of you to reincarnate together, and you who are reincarnated will be together. ”

"What about the second one," everyone asked, all of them curious at Monsoon.

"The second one is more dangerous, you have to go to hell with me, and if you go, you will have your wife's soul, and I will resurrect her, but this trip is very dangerous, but if you want to find your wife, you must go through telepathy between the two of you, otherwise you can't find it," Monsoon said.

Monsoon looked at Februaryhong, in fact, for the monsoon with the pupil of the soul, it should be very simple to find a person in hell, but in order to test Februaryhong, Monsoon still decided to use such a method, although it is very dangerous, but it is enough to test the feelings between the two people.

"Mr. Ji, I choose the second one" Februaryhong is really very affectionate, without the slightest hesitation, if you don't even have this bit of courage, then what makes the girl happy.

"Well, since you've chosen this one, we'll leave tomorrow," Monsoon said.

But at this time, Februaryhong didn't speak, and Monsoon looked very puzzled and asked, "What, is there a problem?"

Februaryhong was very embarrassed and said, "Mr. Ji, if I go with you, there must be danger, according to your meaning, I am afraid it will be nine deaths, but the Buddha is also very urgent here, the Japanese have been staring at the tomb of Changsha City, I want to wait for me to help the Buddha, and then go with you, how"

As soon as Februaryhong said this, the Buddha on the side was very moved, he knew how deep Februaryhong's feelings for the girl were, but for his own sake, he was willing to delay his own rescue of the girl, Zhang Qishan was very moved.

"Second master, actually..." Zhang Qishan said.

Februaryhong raised his hand and interrupted what he was about to say, "Buddha, I know what you want to say, but now Changsha City is really in crisis, if I leave like this, even if the girl wakes up, I'm afraid she will blame me."

Besides, if the girl is allowed to continue to live in such a desperate place, I'm afraid this will be the biggest disaster, and it will definitely not work," Februaryhong said to Zhang Qishan.

"Hey, thank you so much, Second Master," Zhang Qishan got up and raised his wine glass and saluted.

At this time, Monsoon can still say, compared to the lives of so many people, Monsoon still can't bear it, although it is a god of death, but he still can't get rid of his own humanity.

"Okay, since you think so, what else can I say, just wait for you to come back" Ji Feng said, but although some time was wasted, but with He Ruofan's identity as the god of time and space, the rewriting time should not be much worse, Ji Feng slowly calculated in his heart.

With that said, everyone continued to drink and eat, but just outside the wall behind a few people, a figure quietly left, and the wine glass held by Ji Feng paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled.

In fact, Monsoon's words can be said again at the time after the meal, but I chose this time, I have to say that it is very strange, Monsoon played this abacus, in order to let the eavesdroppers hear, tell these words to the people behind them, and make some plans for themselves.

Apparently the monsoon did it, and the man quickly ran to a mansion with two big characters written on it, Chen Mansion, which was Chen Pi's residence, was also taken from Februaryhong's hands.

And not long after this person entered, Chen Fuzhong dragged out a person, who was the one who had just entered to report the news, but obviously there was no breath, and on his neck, there was just a trace of nine grappling hooks.

In Chen's mansion, Chen Pi sat alone on a chair, sitting quietly, playing with nine grappling hooks in his hand, and muttering in his mouth, "Resurrection, how is this possible, is it really possible, hell, does it really exist?"

Suddenly, Chen Pi's body shook, and he said fiercely, "No matter what you want to do, I will assign it to the end, even if there is such a only possibility, I have to give it a try" Chen Pi thought about the means of the monsoon that day, and he also had some faith in his heart.

"However, if you want to be a master, I will also go, no one can stop me" Chen Pijiu's grappling hook flew out in an instant and nailed to the pillar next to the door.

Ji Feng, who was playing with the game console in Qi Tiezui's Mansion far away, suddenly laughed, and secretly thought to himself that it was really getting more and more interesting.

Qi Tiezui, who was bored and playing on the side, couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Ji, hurry up, I'm about to be killed, save me・・・・・・

"Wait, look at my big move..."