Du Xijie stared at Hao Moxie with a gloomy face, unable to speak for a long time. Hao Moxie kept showing his skills like a cannon, his voice was getting louder and louder, and his voice followed the 'Thousand Miles of Transmission Bei' word for word into Lin Wan'er's ears.

"Brother, are you injured? You have been in a coma for three days, how are you doing now, is your injury serious? What happened? Lin Wan'er asked anxiously, and kept asking Du Xijie like a cannon.

Du Xijie felt that his head was big and pulled his hair. The fat shopkeeper may have been talking happily, but he didn't notice that Du Xijie's face was wrong for a while, and after talking for a long time, he found that Du Xijie's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

Hao Moxie couldn't figure out why he put on a bitter gourd face, when he was the best at observing words and emotions in his business, Mo asked the master why he didn't fork, anyway, at this time, people can roll as far as they can. Hao Moxie said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the old slave was excited for a while, and he disturbed the rest of the third son, and the old slave retired." As he spoke, he walked backwards out of the room and closed the door softly.

Lin Wan'er's anxious inquiry in 'Thousands of Miles of Sound Bei' never stopped, and Du Xijie didn't answer for a long time, and he was about to get angry. Du Xijie tugged at his hair, straightened his sentence and said, "Wan'er, I'm here! Lin Wan'er usually has a lot of tempers, but she is extremely smart, listening to Du Xijie's voice, suppressing the anger in her heart, and listening to Du Xijie's explanation.

Du Xijie told Lin Wan'er about what happened during the period, and this girl heard that Du Xijie was robbed and seriously injured, and she was extremely worried, and most of her resentment was instantly relieved, and she even asked Du Xijie if he was well. Du Xijie had to explain and reassure for a long time, repeatedly emphasizing that there was no major problem with his body, just "skin trauma".

Knowing that Du Xijie's injuries had been stabilized, and he was worried about his life and disability, Lin Wan'er suddenly felt relieved, and her sour anger suddenly overshadowed her concern for Du Xijie, and she began to complain to Du Xijie.

"Brother, what did you promise Wan'er last time?

"Brother, you big liar, Wan'er won't pay attention to you anymore!"

"Brother, next time you look for you, if you don't hear your voice within three seconds, you'll be dead, huh!"

Lin Wan'er vented for a long time, Du Xijie felt that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to touch Lin Wan'er's moldy head at this stall, and he should have been in this stall. As soon as the aura of the 'Qianli Chuanyinbei' was exhausted, the call stopped suddenly, and the brother and sister didn't even rush to say a few words of goodbye.

Unsatisfied, he put the 'Qianli Chuanyin Bei' close to the soft meat of his heart, Du Xijie slapped his head and exclaimed: "Oh no, I was so mixed up by Wan'er and forgot about the business!" Although the mystery of Du Xijie's life experience has been solved, only Jian Hanyun himself knows the twists and turns. Du Xijie was originally going to have a showdown with his mother when the aura of 'Thousand Miles of Transmission Bei' was replenished, but he was unexpectedly disrupted by Lin Wan'er this time, and he could only wait for the next call if he wanted to figure everything out.

"Coo-goo-goo-goo......" dragged a long tune in his belly, making a melodious and strange sound, and Du Xijie felt that he was hungry. I heard Hao Mo say just now that he seemed to be in a coma for three days, and it was not strange that he was hungry. I tried to get out of bed, but I was too injured to get out of bed, so I had no choice but to shout Hao Moxie's name.

"Alas, the third son, the old slave is here! What are the instructions?" Hao Moxie was guarding outside the door, and the words he said to Du Xijie just now were not all for the sake of sycophancy, Hao Moxie really guarded Du Xijie for three days, and his whole fat face was shiny, and it was enough to fry dishes when he scraped it off.

Maybe Hao Moxie often put on a servant appearance in front of Du Xijie, and before he knew it, Du Xijie had already regarded himself as his master, and instructed Hao Moxie: "I'm hungry, get some food!"

Hao Moxie said in a loud voice: "Alas, the old slave asked the man to cook porridge, and this will be brought to the third son." After saying that, he hurriedly ran out of the house.

"Wait!" Hao Moxie just ran out of the door, but was stopped by Du Xijie, turned his head and smiled: "What else does the third prince command?"

Du Xijie pulled his hair and said with a strange expression: "You have been outside the door all the time?"

Hao Moxie was a little confused, and couldn't figure out why Du Xijie asked like this, but he still replied: "The old slave has been guarding the door during the third son's injury, and he also enters the house from time to time to check the third son's injury, after all, the people can't let go of the old slave when they serve the old slave." ”

"Ahem!" Du Xijie cleared his throat and said with a slightly embarrassed voice: "So you heard what I said just now?"

Hao Moxie is not stupid, when he heard Du Xijie ask like this, he suddenly realized that Du Xijie was referring to the conversation just now. Hao Moxie said repeatedly: "Third son, please rest assured, we will not let us listen to a word that the master of the subordinates should listen to." The master doesn't want to let him not remember a word he heard!" After speaking, he looked at Du Xijie with a flattering face.

"Very good, you go, I'm indeed a little hungry!" Du Xijie nodded at Hao Moxie with satisfaction and called him to go.

......

Empty stomach for a long time, tasteless food. Du Xijie felt extremely hungry, but after drinking half a bowl of white porridge, he really couldn't drink it anymore.

Putting down the bowl, Du Xijie asked Hao Moxie, "You saved me that day, and what about my companions?"

Hao Moxie replied: "Third son, don't worry, your two friends are not in danger of life, that black man has a special physique, he must have some talent to recover from his injuries quickly, when the old slave rescued him, he just consumed too much spiritual energy, and he was a little out of strength." But the girl was seriously injured, her limbs were broken, and several ribs were broken. The old slave has already invited Shanghaode Langzhong to treat him, and the above good herbs should not leave the root of the disease. ”

Knowing that Bai Cangsheng and Zhao Shanshan had been rescued, Du Xijie suddenly felt that a big stone fell to the ground in his heart. Hao Moxie slapped Du Xijie a few more sycophants, fed Du Xijie some pills, and was forced to "drink back" by Du Xijie.

The fat shopkeeper's sycophant is not completely ineffective, unconsciously Du Xijie has regarded Hao Moxie as his own person, and when he was injured, he guarded himself for three days and three nights, and presumably did not rest, so he hurriedly let Hao Moxie go back to the room to rest, and arrange a subordinate to serve him.

Hao Moxie was ordered to retire, Du Xijie lay quietly on the bed for a while, and no one came, but Bai Cangsheng came. As soon as the big black man entered the door, he saw that although Du Xijie's face was not very good, his eyes were round and obviously there was no big problem, and he immediately said loudly.

Du Xijie also smiled: "Bai Cangsheng, what are you laughing at?"

Bai Cangsheng smiled: "I laugh at your appearance, you are wrapped like a zongzi by strips of cloth, it's really funny." ”

"Poof!" Du Xijie also felt that his current appearance was a little funny, but he said in vain: "Seriously injured, isn't this disguise what kind of disguise is it? You can be a cockroach like you, you go and take a look at Zhao Shanshan, I heard that Hao Moxie just said that she was injured more seriously than me, I'm afraid that her appearance is not as good as me." ”

After Du Xijie finished speaking, he felt that he had said the wrong thing, and he wanted to take it but couldn't take it back. When Bai Cangsheng heard Du Xijie mention Zhao Shanshan, he instantly put on a bitter gourd face, and said worriedly: "Hey, Shanshan is still soaked in the potion, and she hasn't woken up for three days." ”

Du Xijie hurriedly comforted: "Boss, rest assured, Hao Moxie just told me that although Zhao Shanshan's injury is serious, there is no worry about his life, and good conditioning will not leave the root of the disease." ”

Bai Cangsheng's face was slightly better when he heard Du Xijie say this, and he nodded at Du Xijie and said, "I also asked Lang Zhong who was sick, and they said the same." ”

Du Xijie smiled: "Don't worry, when I get here, it's my territory, and I will definitely let Zhao Shanshan be fine." "Du Xijie has unconsciously counted Hao Moxie's jurisdiction as his own territory.

Bai Cangsheng's personality is dictated, he slightly let go of his worries about Zhao Shanshan, and said with a smile: "Du Xijie, you kid hides deep enough, it seems that you are not small! Tell me quickly, who are you!"

Du Xijie couldn't help but think of his life experience, but his expression remained the same: "I am Du Xijie, Du Xijie of Qimen!"

"Haha, I love to hear this!Seriously, Du Xijie has spoken this sentence most like a human since you went up the mountain!"

Du Xijie scolded: "Okay, you are a white man, you scold me for not being human!"

"Haha......"

"Haha......"

The two of them had a back and forth bickering, and even Du Xijie himself didn't realize that he had directly integrated into the circle of Qimen unconsciously, and really regarded himself as a member of Qimen in his heart.