Chapter 72 is a mess

After returning to the hotel, Lan and the fat man were settled, and I went non-stop to deal with the things that had been accumulated in the hotel for the past few months. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info small things to let the manager solve. But some of them involve a lot of things, and that's what I need to do.

After a few days, Lan's injuries were mostly healed. After another day's rest, I'm going to send the two of them to live in my other house. I bought the house before they found me. In order to carry out the agreement to move. But now it seems like I know what the letter is trying me to hide. Like my uncle, as long as they block their progress, they must be killed, whether it is my father or my adoptive parents, they may already know. In order not to put me in danger again, this is the saying that I move once every three years.

But how did my adoptive parents know about my uncle and them? It stands to reason that my father just sent me out, so it's impossible to tell them about things like ordinary people at home that can't be touched by ordinary people, right? There's no need for that. But if my dad hadn't told them about the couple, it would mean that they knew about it. A little further down, that means they are also in the Eight Elements? It's not like that. They didn't say anything to me when they died, and they didn't reveal any information about the number I can match with the Outer Eight Elements when they died.

I think my adoptive parents seem to have some kind of problem with this. It all seems to be hidden too deeply. After I learned the secret of Jiazi and eternal life, I thought I had come into contact with the core of the Eight Elements. But now, it seems, I still seem to be stuck outside this huge mystery.

Maybe...... The real secret is not the mausoleum of Liu Bang, where Jiazi appeared once, nor is it the immortal thing used for burial in the tomb? The real and false Webster that the fat man and Lan told me on the Kunlun Mountains feel a little wrong now.

About the real and false Webster. I've taken the time to look it up online these days before going to bed. Indeed, just like Lan and they said, the real Webster is surnamed after the country. And the fake Webster is the surname that Han Xin's descendants changed to escape the pursuit. But am I really the fake Webster, that is, a descendant of Han Xin? Although the fat man said that he was on my side, and I trusted him quite a bit. But the problem is that I am worried that he has made a mistake in gathering information in this regard. If Han Shin really wasn't my ancestor, then the rest of this seemed to be nothing to do with me.

Yes, it's none of my business. I regret it. I wanted to know all about it and found out my father myself. But now so many people have died in only three buckets. Although I am the only one who has a relationship with Sister Qing. But the people who died over there, I really feel guilty. Especially the pheasant and Haonan. That's the most important reason why I want to have a force of my own. I really don't want anyone to get hurt and die because of me, or because of the secret that the Tao is not mine. I just want everyone around me to be okay.

After thinking about it for a long time, I came out of the bathroom and hung the towel on the doorknob.

I'm still in the hotel. I was going to go back to that house. But the fat man said that the hotel was still comfortable, and he refused to leave. And it is said that the most dangerous place is the safest. We live here, and it is impossible for the people under the uncle to think of it. Listening to the fat man say this, I think it makes sense. I said hello to the little manager and asked him not to leak the news that the three of us were in the hotel.

I lay on the bed and looked sideways at the fat man. At this time, the fat man was sitting cross-legged on the bed watching a foreign program called "Survival in the Wilderness" with great interest. I know a little bit about this show. Master Bei, the man at the top of the food chain. In his eyes, all food seems to be just protein and carbohydrates. Of course, this is not a joke about him. I admire him. Although he is followed by a team, as long as there is no problem that he can't solve, then his team will never help him.

To be honest, I also want to become a man like Bei Ye. It's just that I probably can't eat a lot.

Thinking about me, I looked at Lan who was lying on the bed and leaning against the bed in a daze.

For safety reasons, we stayed in a triple room. And this room is currently the most luxurious one in my hotel. To the outside world, it is even four figures a day.

Lan didn't know where to get a book, so he spread it out on his lap. But I didn't look at it, just stared at the words on it in a daze.

Although it can be verbose. But I still have to say. Lan was so beautiful after taking off the black clothes and putting on a pale pink pajamas. This kind of beauty is not the kind of heavy makeup that Miss Standing Street wears. It's a kind of innocence similar to the sister next door. I think as a man with sound indicators, I should like the way girls look in pajamas, right? Especially now, when the legs are exposed unobstructed. The book just spread out on my lap. It's white...... Oh, my God.

"What are you looking at?" Lan asked suddenly. The eyes did not take their eyes off the book.

I was stunned, and immediately like a child caught by the teacher playing with his mobile phone in class, I hurriedly defended: "I didn't see anything." ”

Lan slowly looked up at me. I chuckled in my heart, and suddenly I felt a rush of blood rush to my face.

"What's that...... Just, just ...... Read a book. I smiled and pointed to the book on her lap.

Lan glanced down and then at me. He raised his hand and threw the book in my face.

Tell the truth. The feeling that Lan gave me was really good. But all this has to be built when there is no murderous aura in her eyes.

I took the book off my face and glanced at the title. Immediately, his face turned even redder.

"Fatty!" I threw the book directly on the fat man again. The only fucking person who can find this kind of book is the fat man.

The fat man groaned and didn't look back. As if there were eyes on the back of his head, he picked up the book behind him and took the book I threw away. Then when he took it to the front and looked at it, the whole person was stunned: "Ouch, "Golden Vase Plum"? Ah Cheng, where did you come from? ”

I looked at the fat man's serious face, not like he was joking with me. I was also stunned: "Not yours?" ”

"Fat man, if I have a physiological problem that needs to be solved, I will go directly to my sister, I have nothing to do with this." The fat man threw the book to me again.

"The manager gave it to me." Lan got out of bed and came over to my bedside and took the book back. (To be continued.) )