Looking at Hou Jue, who was thrown to the ground casually by Guo Lingyun, who was angry and angry, with a blue nose and swollen face, and was paralyzed, Zhou Li and the others fell silent.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Li raised his head and wondered.

"It's fine."

Shaking his head, Guo Lingyun said calmly:

"Lord Hou learned the top-grade exercises on the road and wanted to try to practice, but he subconsciously pinched his collar and used the eighteen falls on himself."

Uh-uh, I was shot in the back thirteen times to kill myself, right?

Of course, neither Zhou Li nor Tang Guan exposed Guo Lingyun's lies, or that Guo Lingyun didn't intend to lie at all, they just found a random reason to beat the other party and say an excuse to give a step.

"Indeed, indeed."

Hou Jue, who collapsed on the ground with blank eyes, nodded subconsciously, and said angrily: "You said it was my pot, then it was my pot, because you..."

Just when Hou Jue was about to continue to talk cheaply, Qianhu, who had finished washing his hands, just stepped on the door. When Qianhu saw a lump of Hou Jue on the ground, he suddenly said with great joy:

"Wu'er!"

Yes?

Zhou Li and Tang Guan, who were waiting to see a good show, were stunned, and after a short period of reshaping of the three views, they looked at each other, wondering why Qianhu, a monster in brocade clothes, would let his son go to Dongchang to be a eunuch.

Guo Lingyun, who was about to fight with Qianhu, was also stunned, unable to reshape the three views, he hugged his head, his eyes were split, the temperature of the central organ of the brain soared in just a few seconds, and his brain was about to boil.

Li Kuan, who was leaning against the wall and collapsed to the ground, was full of remorse, he couldn't have imagined that he had misunderstood the meaning of Qianhu and arrested the other party's beloved baby son as a fugitive.

And Hou Jue, who was lying on the ground and was about to greet Lao Deng, was directly stunned, and his brain was only blank at this time.

Zhou Li didn't know if Hou Jue's three views were right, but Zhou Li knew that if Qianhu's tower-like majesty really hugged Hou Jue, then Hou Jue's three coffins should be able to be placed upright.

Fortunately, Qianhu was just excited to see his long-lost flesh and bones, and he didn't get carried away, but picked up Hou Jue like a little chicken, looking at the injuries on the other party's body, and all kinds of tragic pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

Displaced teenagers pick up garbage to eat, drift to fishing boats to pick up garbage to eat, pick up garbage to eat in the city, go to restaurants to work to pick up garbage from the back kitchen to eat, pick up garbage to eat and be beaten.

In just a moment, the man's tears suddenly flowed. He looked at Hou Jue, who was trembling like chaff in front of him, patted him lightly on the shoulder, his voice trembled, and said sincerely:

"Son, I'm sorry for you."

I was hasty, hasty, hasty.

At this time, Hou Jue came back to his senses, only felt that his brain was blank, he didn't understand why, Qianhu, who had always laughed like a eunuch, had a ghost in his heart, and he actually called his son with chrysanthemums on his face.

Did I go to hell?

No, no, no, no.

Looking at the kind, kind, gentle and kind Qianhu, Hou Jue closed his eyes in despair.

It's so much scarier than hell.

"Master Li, don't despair, small things, small things."

Tang Guan, who was on the side, patted Li Kuan's back with a desperate face, and said with relief: "The adults of the thousand households are kind-hearted, it is impossible to kill your whole family, don't worry." ”

As soon as he heard this, Li Kuan directly kicked his legs, closed his eyes, and fell unconscious. And Hou Jue was extremely envious of Li Kuan at this time, and he also wanted to faint directly to the ground like the other party, but at this time, Qianhu, who was instilling dragon and tiger qi into his body to heal him, was always paying attention to him, for fear that something would happen to Hou Jue.

About ten minutes later, Li Kuan woke up quietly, and soon, under Guo Lingyun's expression of eating flies, everyone cleared up the misunderstanding...

Is it so?

"I'm really not your son, my father's name is Hou Deguang, my mother's name is Li Glyco, I grew up in Anshan since I was a child, and I haven't seen you at all, Lord Qianhu, you must be mistaken."

After trying to explain for a long time, Hou Jue gloriously changed from "the long-lost son of a thousand households" to "the godson entrusted to him by his friends". Under Hou Juesheng's loveless expression, everything was settled.

"Understand."

Pulling Hou Jue aside, Zhou Li said earnestly: "Lord Qianhu has a holy male disease, it should be fine in a few days, you can bear with it for a while, and it's not a bad thing to have a godfather of a thousand households for no reason, right?" ”

"Ah, indeed."

Hou Jue thought about it carefully, and felt that what Zhou Li said was quite right, and he immediately became happy. But soon, he noticed that the young man who pulled him over seemed to be a little familiar. He looked at Tang Guan, who was squatting on the ground by the peasants on the side, and suddenly, the memories of the previous days came to his mind.

"Brother Zhou Li!"

Suddenly, Hou Jue was overjoyed and said, "I didn't expect to see you in Beiliang?" Why did you come to Beiliang too? ”

Zhou Li was silent.

"I don't know."

Zhou Li sighed, "Maybe I want to go home." ”

Hou Jue was silent.

"By the way, Brother Hou Jue, did you come to Beiliang for something?"

At this time, Guo Lingyun on the side put his right hand on Hou Jue's shoulder, breaking the embarrassment between the two. He looked at the pale-faced Hou Jue and asked gently, "Shangjing has exiled you pottery?" ”

"Isn't that the law of the Gentiles?"

Hou Jue muttered, then coughed under Guo Lingyun's gentle and murderous gaze, and said to Zhou Li and the others with a solemn expression:

"Everyone, I didn't actually come to Beiliang, but I wanted to go to Tianhe City, north of Beiliang, to meet the old people."

According to Hou Jue, on the day he left Vulture Mountain, he wanted to go to Tianhe City through the high horse, but due to diarrhea, he missed the only high horse carriage that night. Hou Jue didn't want to be trapped in Shangjing, so he learned that a small town not far from Shangjing also had a high horse station, and perhaps a high carriage leading to the north.

After driving more than ten miles at night, Hou Jue came to the town called "Fir Wood Town". When Zhou Li and Tang Wan heard this, they reacted that this was the place where they took the high carriage with the ghost monk.

And then...

"Fir Wood is a dead town."

Hou Jue's face was solemn, and he said: "After entering Fangmu Town, I found that there was no anger in the more than seventy households, and there was not even a single figure in the entire town. ”

"I was wary and pulled out my long knife and walked slowly. Finally, at the end of the town, I found a man in a ragged monk's robe, with bare skin, crouched on the ground, as if doing something. I stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and..."

Thinking of that picture, a trace of horror appeared on Hou Jue's face.

"I saw a mutilated face, and a bare brain."

"That's a zombie!"