The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

On the muddy road, huge raindrops were everywhere, and over time, a small pit was made.

Approaching the grove, it was obscured by a thick layer of fog, and at first the general outline could be seen, but later, all that could be seen was white fog.

Because of the continuous autumn rain, the cross ghost street is not as lively as a sunny day, and some small shops gradually become deserted.

Today's heavy rain, the temperature has dropped a lot, if it is not a snack bar or an autumn clothing shop, from time to time to attract business, the others, basically close the door.

Everyone added autumn clothes, went home to rest, and also cooked a meal with their families and chatted.

On rainy days, it is said to be fast and fast, and slow to be said to be slow.

If you feel sad because of the rain, such a person is probably only in the Temple of Impermanence.

Skipping Xie Bi'an, Fan Wusu walked to the backyard and bolted the back door horizontally to avoid meeting him.

With Qingyang, they walked into the cabin together, and just standing at the door, they could feel the helplessness.

Qingyang was puzzled, he went to the hall by himself, and the faces of the two of them changed.

"Why don't you Xiaobai come to see my mother?" Qingyang looked at Fan Wu's helpless eyes, like raindrops falling outside the window, piercing through the past and seeing them at a glance.

Fan Wuxu's face was pale, he hesitated and stretched out his hand to touch his head gently, and soon withdrew it and said:

"Your mother needs to be quiet, let's take a look here, stop talking. 」

Qingyang suddenly covered his mouth with his small fleshy hand, but his eyes still didn't take his eyes off Fan Wuxu.

At this time, Qingyang felt that Fan Wusu was not as cold as before, on the contrary, he made himself feel a trace of warmth.

It seems that with him by his mother's side, he can settle down unconsciously.

As for other things, Qingyang didn't think about it, the only hope was that his dear mother would open her eyes and look at him as soon as possible.

If Zou Zhou died because of this catastrophe, how would he and Xie Bi'an face their lives from now on?

Fan Wusu turned his back and sat on the threshold, staring at the rain line falling down, thinking in his heart.

The palm of his hand couldn't help but press against the solid ground, and his fingers wanted to pierce it.

The cheeks were lifted slightly, and then again, and the wind hit the face with a few raindrops.

Cold, cold.

Even so, he didn't have the heart to be disappointed at this moment, cold.

What kind of disappointment was that, Fan Wuxu shook his head again and again when he thought of this.

His brows were knotted, and the corners of his mouth were all twitching down.

The raindrops in front of me have converged a little and become smaller.

Fan Wusu suddenly got up, walked to the side of the bed, and brought a chair to guard his side.

Qingyang cautiously moved behind Fan Wusu, and said in a very small voice, "I just saw my mother laughing, I must have dreamed of something interesting. 」

Fan Wusu looked back in shock, stunned for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Is it? 」

"Uh-huh, I think my mother will wake up soon. 」

Suddenly, Fan Wusu seemed to see Zou Zhou who was talking to him from Qingyang's eyes.

There was indeed a similarity in the eyes of the two, although he had never paid attention to this little guy and Zou Zhou before.

But Fan Wusu had to think so.

"I...... I want to drink water......

Qingyang danced and pointed to Zou Zhou on the bed: "Listen, it's my mother's voice, she wants to drink water." I'll bring it now. 」

Fan Wusu didn't hear it, and Qingyang in front of him had already jumped away.

"Mother, you drink water. 」

In front of Qingyang, he didn't seem to have to do anything, just watching.

"Hmm. 」

At this second, Fan Wusu heard Zou Zhou's faint voice.

It was a very satisfying night's sleep and gave me a good night's sleep

I'd like to stay in there a little longer, if I could.

When I dismissed this thought, I found that I couldn't find my way back.

No matter how I change direction, I always stay in the maple forest with fallen leaves.

So, I began to get anxious, and my feet kept running tirelessly.

Running and running, I lost my strength and leaned my back against a glowing maple tree, and closed my eyes without control.

When I was about to lose consciousness, I heard Qingyang's voice in my ears.

He called me one after another.

When you open your eyes, a dazzling light shines through the place above you that is obscured by the branches of the maple tree.

It was as if an angel had descended, and a path shining with golden light appeared in front of me.

Rolling my eyes, I took a closer look at the ceiling, and yes, it was my cabin.

I sat up from the bed, gradually gaining consciousness in my body, and saw Fan Wusu staring at me all the time.

"Is there something on my face?"

Fan Wusu realized his move, quickly left his sight, got up and approached the window: "No, it's good for you to wake up. 」

Listening to Da Hei's words, he was extremely heavy, and after glancing at Qingyang, he continued, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Fan Wusu turned around and looked suspiciously: "You don't feel anything yourself?" Obviously, just look at his expression, "It's nothing, just wake up." 」

Big Black must have something to hide from me.

"Where's Uncle Bai, isn't he at home?"

"Yes. 」

"Then why isn't he here?"

"He's in trouble. 」

"Well, I ......."

"Don't talk about it, you can rest and rest. 」

Leaving this sentence behind, Da Hei walked out.

Staying quiet, I heard the sound of rain ticking outside, and asked:

"When is it raining?"

Qingyang jumped on the bed and put his arm around Zou Zhou: "It started to rain intermittently ten days ago, and it rained very hard today. 」

"Oh. Did I start sleeping ten days ago?"

Qingyang held his cheek with one hand and put one hand on Zou Zhou's face: "Well, yes. It was Manjoo who took care of you before, and Black and White went to work. 」

"That's ...... We're much better now, go out and have a look. 」

Qingyang grabbed it, looked up in a dilemma and said, "Da Hei told me not to let you go out and have a good rest. 」

I dragged Qingyang through the backyard and came to the hall, where Xiaobai was sitting at the gate with his back to me.

As for the big black, I didn't see it, but I could feel that the atmosphere was very weird and dull.

"Uncle Xiaobai, why are you in a daze?"

Hearing the voice, Xie Bi'an immediately turned around, surprised that he had already squeezed out a face and transferred it to his limbs.

Like a machine, it walked mechanically, approached Zou Zhou, and after observing it up and down, the dead gray in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Zou Zhou, are you Zou Zhou?"

"Well, I'm Zou Zhou, Zou of Zou Country, Zou Zhou's Zhou. I smiled and agreed.

"Hahaha, you're finally awake...... That's great. 」

I woke up quite peaceful, if it was a little louder, wouldn't it be a sensation?

At this time, Fan Wusu walked out of the study, holding the money bag firmly in his left hand, and sat opposite Zou Zhou without looking at Xie Bi'an.

After the money bag was thrown in the center of the table, Fan Wusu opened the money bag again in front of the two of them.

In an instant, something that looked like a loach and a small snake slipped out of it.

Fan Wuxu's eyes flashed with cold light, his hand speed was extremely fast, and he slapped the evil thing to death with one palm.

A twisted arc was left on the tabletop, and for a moment, a puff of green smoke came out, and again, the arc turned into a charred mark.

"Now you see, one of the evil things is dead. Fan

The helpless hand was still on the table, and he removed his palm without leaving any gaps, and blew on it, and the black mark on his palm was gone.

Xie Bi'an buried his head in guilt and did not speak.

"I, why didn't I understand what's going on?"

Fan Wusu expected Zou Zhou to say this, and fixed his eyes on Xie Bi'an: "You ask Bai, he knows best. 」

Xie Bi'an honestly explained clearly how he got the money bag, stole the money bag, and concealed and told the money bag.

Subconsciously I slapped the table, and almost jumped up in anger: "Uncle Xiaobai, how can you even hide and deceive your friends for money?"

"Yes, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is greedy for money and didn't tell you the first time to discuss what to do. But I ......" Xie Bi'an hugged his head and looked regretful and painful, "I didn't mean to deceive and conceal it, I knew that I was wrong. 」

"Do you know what you can change?"

I didn't expect Da Hei to be so angry, and those eyes felt like they wanted to eat Xiao Bai.

I took a secret breath and smiled at Da Hei, "Knowing your mistakes can improve Mo Dayan, Da Hei, don't blame him. 」

Fan Wusu threw it to Zou Zhou with a cold eye by the way, and continued to put on a serious face: "I'm asking you now, I really haven't seen that waitress before!"

Xie Bi'an's head was wrinkled, and he was very sure that the waitress he saw that night had never seen it.

"This is strange! There are hundreds of large and small branch halls in the twin halls, who we haven't seen?" Fan Wuxuan continued to ask.

"Daikoku, I'm telling the truth. I also wondered that day, as soon as she saw me, she put the money bag in my pocket, and I didn't know what was in it, and she was gone. Xie Bi'an is crying out for wrongdoing.

"Hear you say that, she's targeting you?" I asked.

Fan Wusu felt that his words were reasonable, and looked at Xie Bi'an: "Are you honestly saying that you have offended someone outside?"

"Oops, I was wronged. I'm with you all the time, where is the time to offend people?"

Fan Wusu said casually, seeing that Xie Bi'an's face turned blue with regret, and he was even more puzzled about the origin of this money bag.

"Okay, let's not talk about how the money bag came about. It's because of our relationship, but we are troubled, do you know?"

"What's the trouble?" I asked.

Fan Wuxuan began to explain: "First of all, you are a victim, and you don't need me to say how you feel. 」

The pain is not obvious, but I silently feel that if I get lost and trapped, I will never come back.

"One of the tribulations is over, and the next hundred tribulations are good for us. 」