Chapter Eighty-Nine: Heavenly Punishment

But this is not the time to ask these questions.

Li Shaozheng was drinking to the fullest, and there was a circle of people Bai Yinzhou didn't know, and rashly saying these words would only trap his comrades-in-arms in injustice.

A few hours later.

The dinner ended in Bai Yinzhou's many questions.

Li Shao drunkenly leaned on Bai Yinzhou's body, and after sending the others to the car one by one, he straightened up, turned his head and said to Bai Yinzhou with a very clear will, "Brother, why don't you sleep with me tonight?" It feels like I haven't told you a lot. ”

Bai Yinzhou saw that Li Shao had drunk so much wine and was not drunk at all, and sighed that his comrades-in-arms had changed too much, and at the same time, he thought that the other party must have something to say to him, so he did not refuse.

But on the way, he looked at Li Shao's expensive high-end suit, and he couldn't help but raise his doubts in advance, but he said it more tactfully.

"How have you been doing in recent years?"

Li Shao has been in the mall for a long time, and no one has been in contact with him, so he naturally heard Bai Yinzhou's meaning, he looked out the window sideways, and his expression seemed to be full of the vicissitudes of time, deep and tired.

"Well, that's it. In recent years, there are fewer and fewer people who believe in metaphysics, and they will only find scientific explanations when something happens, which has led to a serious run on our industry. Only in the eyes of those rich people, who are worth a lot, know how to spare their lives, and know how to be afraid of death, do they want to satisfy their greed through things that science can't do. ”

He lit a cigarette casually, took two puffs, and slowly came out through his nostrils, "I just met a friend a while ago, and I took a few orders to change my life in private, and I have some savings in my hand." ”

Today's meal was also brought by him who hadn't seen his old friend for a long time, knowing that Bai Yinzhou was backed by the Bai family and intended to win him over. On weekdays, I am reluctant to drink.

Bai Yinzhou sighed when he heard it, and he couldn't help but remember that when he and Li Shao were in the desert in order to save a girl, they were bitten by poison, and there were countless sores on their bodies, and in the high temperature of nearly 50 degrees, they didn't have a moment of memory of giving up saving people.

If he were someone else, he believed in the online saying 'men will become bad if they are rich', but Li Shao, unless he has experienced a catastrophe that spans life and death, he will not believe that his brothers will kill innocent people for money.

——

After Wen Yang walked out of the hospital, thunder accompanied by lightning smashed down from the top of his head with a bang.

In an instant, the rain began to fall without warning, but the strange thing was that only about 20 centimeters under Wen Yang's feet had rain, and the rest of the places were dry and refreshing, just like God deliberately playing Wen Yang.

Mo Xun looked at the unreasonable phenomenon in front of him and looked at Wen Yang in silence.

He and Wen Yang were standing side by side just now, so it was inevitable that they would get wet, but if they were a little farther away, they found that they couldn't get wet.

Fortunately, there was no one on the road, otherwise this unbelievable scene would have been in the newspaper news tomorrow.

"Do you need me to buy you an umbrella?"

As a result, as soon as this sentence came out, Mo Xun regretted it.

I saw Wen Yang take out a gossip bag out of nowhere, take out an oil-paper umbrella in the style of ink painting from it, and gently hold it up.

The oil-paper umbrella was full of Buddhist texts, and the moment it was opened, Mo Xun felt a powerful force tearing at his soul, and he hurriedly stood a few steps away.

"You Umbrella ......"

"Not for sale."

Wen Yang deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and walked in the rain with an umbrella. She walked leisurely, her long black hair fluttered, and the scenery was as beautiful as a poetry and painting, not at all like being punished by heaven, but really had a bit of the artistic conception of a beauty in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Mo Xun: "......"

He followed behind Wen Yang, accompanied her through the stone alleys, turned the Jianghai Night Market, and listened to the ancient bells that had precipitated the years.

When I returned to the convenience store, I miraculously found that the dark cloud above Wen Yang's head had finally dispersed.

But she is still entangled in the bonds of cause and effect.

"With this cause and effect, I'm afraid you won't be able to cultivate God."

Mo Xun hugged his arms and said in a light tone.

Wen Yang yawned sleepily, and replied lazily as he walked in the direction of the inn, "...... What's the hurry, plus the three ghost tears I got from Liu Shulan, I now have four drops in my hand, and I'm already halfway done. ”

She probably has the remaining half of the landing, and she is bound to win.

With Meng Po's eight tears, plus a few other things, the day when Chengshen will go to the heavenly realm to find his ancestor to settle accounts is just around the corner.

Night.

In a haze, Wen Yang heard her phone ring.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and fumbled for her phone on the bed, and after adjusting to the bright light, she found that it was a message from Feng Lingche.

is a short two words, but it contains all the lovesickness of the people who are far away in the imperial capital.

[Good night]

Wen Yang thought about it and dialed the phone directly.

"Do you wear the ring around your neck?" She had just woken up, and her voice was as soft as a kitten, and she didn't know it.

Feng Consortium.

Feng Lingche sat behind the desk, wearing a black shirt that almost blended into the dark night, and his cold eyebrows and eyes slowly loosened with the girl's sweet voice with the texture of ice chips, and the bottom of his eyes became dull.

"I haven't picked it up."

The familiar voice came from the telephone receiver, low, with a clear sound quality, magnetic and good.

Wen Yang bent her eyes and smiled, "That's good," she couldn't help but tell him, "Take the medicine on time, don't stay up all night." ”

“…… Good. ”

Feng Lingche felt the slight itch of the petals on the ring rubbing against her chest, and her eyes fell on her mobile phone, wanting to hear the girl share daily trivial things with each other like other couples.

But Wen Yang didn't talk much, so he had to ask first, "How is Liu Shulan's affairs going?" ”

"She's dead."

This Feng Lingche already knew, although he didn't understand the occult arts, but he also knew that if the life span of the living person was exchanged, the caster would definitely be counterattacked, and his fingers couldn't help but clench, "What about you, will it be affected?" ”

Wen Yang then understood that Feng Lingche was asking herself how she was, she paused slightly, and said in a gentle tone, "The punishment of the Heavenly Dao can't affect me yet, don't worry." ”

Just as he was about to ask Feng Lingche why he hadn't slept so late, he heard Jiang Ci's voice on the other end of the phone with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, "Buddha, this project book needs to be signed by you." ”

Wen Yang was stunned for a few seconds, took the phone away from his ear, and glanced at the time, "It's more than 2 o'clock, and you are still working overtime in the company?" ”

From the moment Jiang Ci came in, Feng Lingche wanted to remind him not to make a sound, but seeing that he couldn't stop it and had been discovered by Wen Yang, he had to glance at Jiang Ci with eyes like a dead man, signaling him to get out, and then explained in a low voice, "There is still something to do." ”

Afraid that Wen Yang would be angry, he added, "Try to take it home in the future." ”

Wait until the next day when Jiang Ci woke up from his sleep nervously, and turned on his mobile phone.

Sure enough, I received a dispatch assignment to the construction site to supervise the work.

Jiang Ci: ...... Woo woo, who understands the family!

(End of chapter)