Chapter 219
After a matter of worry, Zhang Zhan was a little more relaxed, but looking for people and people, the torture brought by these two can be said to be equal to each other. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoSo just around the huge Shangjing City for less than a circle, Zhang Chuan said distressedly: "Or, let's find a place to rest for a while, drink wine to moisten our throat, maybe in the tavern, we can just meet Xiao Mo." ā
"Don't take your luck and challenge the tolerance of fate. Wan Yan said lightly.
Zhang Yan reluctantly surrendered: "Okay! Zhang wants to be lazy, Brother Yan continues, I have to find a place to rest." ā
Wan Yan followed Zhang Chuan into the wine shop, and when he saw Zhang Zan's slanted eyes, he said with a red face: "This place is relatively remote, I'm afraid you won't find your way back." ā
It's really a biaozi and wants to set up a torii.
However, Zhang Chuan didn't say much, ordered a few side dishes, took the wine jug again, and took a sip of it beautifully, and suddenly felt comfortable and comfortable.
Seeing this, Zhang Yan smiled and said: "Do you know Mo Suihan's appearance? Even if he walks in front of you, you don't know who he is, so why pretend." ā
Wan Yan didn't relax, and chuckled: "This bet between Chuantian and Fujino Shinjo has already caused a sensation in the entire Shenzhou. Mo Suihan's portrait has already spread to all corners of the land of China, how can you not know it?"
Zhang Yan had almost no sources, and after hearing this, he was a little surprised, took another sip of wine, and asked: "Brother, tell me, why did Chuantian put the trend of the situation in the next ten years on Mo Suihan's body?"
Wan Yan shook his head: "The family teacher told me more than once that there is no need to provoke Chuantian. Therefore, I really don't know anything about the plan to pass on the sky. But I don't think it's as exaggerated as Brother Zhang said, if Mo Suihan was really killed by the gangsters, in fact, we could have secretly slaughtered Fujino Shinshang, wouldn't this bet be established? Then it doesn't matter who wins and who loses. ā
Zhang Zanden was stunned: "Yes, why didn't I think of this stubble?"
Wan Yan smiled sadly: "Fujino's new martial arts can definitely be ranked in the top ten among his peers, and his cultivation is too sharp, which is not easy to mess with." Moreover, he is the only disciple of the Dongying Sword Saint, and the backer behind him is too hard, so most people have never thought of starting here from Fujino Shin as a breakthrough. ā
Zhang Remnant said expressionlessly: "What does the elder brother mean, is Zhang one of the most people who dare not provoke Fujino Shinshang?"
Wan Yan smiled and said, "I don't mean that." I'm just saying that I'm one of the few people who dare to provoke Fujino Shinjo. ā
Zhang Yan was about to be sarcastic, when he suddenly felt a wonderful vision sprinkled on his body.
That gaze is not sluggish, but warm and comfortable, Zhang Chuan is short of words for a while, and at this moment he can only use the word "wonderful" to describe the feeling of being watched by this gaze.
Turning his head in surprise, Zhang Zhan couldn't believe his eyes, because he didn't know whether what he was seeing was a tree or a person.
The man was standing under the tree, even three steps away from the tree, and there was no place to meet. But he is like a part of the branches and leaves of a tree, his reflection is mottled and his vision is confused, making it difficult to distinguish two completely different species clearly and completely.
His whole person is completely integrated with the environment he is in, and there is no flaw at all.
Zhang Zhan suddenly felt that if he hadn't deliberately used his gaze to let himself notice, then even if he passed the tip of his nose, he probably wouldn't have noticed that there was a living person close at hand.
Wanyan saw that Zhang Chuan was abnormal, and he also followed Zhang Remnant's gaze, and with his martial arts, after a breath, he let out a shocking and suspicious sound.
Zhang Yan had already gotten up, hurriedly rushed to the bottom of the tree, and took Mo Suihan's hand: "Come in." ā
In just a few steps, Zhang Chuan had a magical experience.
When Mo Suihan walked away from the tree and came to the scorching sun, even though Zhang Shui was holding his hand, he couldn't catch Mo Suihan's location in his sight. His whole person is like a chameleon, with the bright colors of the land, walls, green bricks, red tiles, etc., without a trace of jerky transformation, perfectly integrated into all, extremely natural.
It's not a chameleon, but it's not, because the chameleon just blends in with the colors around it.
Mo Suihan, on the other hand, is blended into the surrounding atmosphere and charm, even whether these are living beings or not.
I really didn't expect that after just a few months, Mo Suihan was really reborn. In the Misty Forest, he was still a frightened little boy crying, but now, his skin was as white as jade, and even the most beautiful women would be mad with jealousy when they saw it.
And his eyes are as warm as jade, without the slightest worldliness, clear and natural, moist and condensed.
He has also grown a lot taller, and his body proportion is excellent, perhaps it is only because of Zhang Yan's limited vision, in short, Zhang Zhan feels that Mo Suihan's body is born for martial arts.
What is slightly lacking is that he is no longer childish, although he is more simple, but he has lost the cuteness and innocence of that time.
Zhang Zhan gently touched Mo Suihan's head, for some reason, Zhang Zhan really saw Mo Suihan in the future, alone on the cliff, looking down on the loneliness of the high place where all beings were unbearable.
"Let's get something to eat. Zhang Yan said softly.
Mo Suihan showed a smile like meeting a "relative", and his handsome little face was even more cute. But it was only a fleeting moment, and soon he fell back into an unmoved state.
Zhang Chuan was secretly thinking at this time, if Mo Suihan really succeeded in the future, would he feel sorry for losing this age, or the innocence of the whole person?
Zhang Yan looked left and right, but suddenly felt that it was a little redundant for him to do so, with the ability that Mo Suihan showed, it was so difficult for ordinary people to find him, let alone follow him.
Zhang Yan asked, "Did you just pass by here, or did you come to me on purpose, and were you injured?"
Mo Suihan shook his head and didn't speak, just chewed and swallowed the food on the table. Zhang Yan raised his wine glass: "On the hour?"
Mo Suihan shook his head again, and Zhang Yan, like Mo Suihan's old lady, said without being long-winded: "Will I order you some more food?"
Mo Suihan still shook his head.
Wan Yan sighed sadly: "Such a good child, it's a pity that he is dumb." ā
"Get out!" Zhang Yan scolded angrily, "Deaf and dumb, which dumb person have you ever seen who is not deaf?"
Wan Yan said: "Rare and strange, Lao Tzu is not unseen and deaf disabled people." Maybe this kid is very talented, and he has a physique that is unique in ten thousand. ā
"Fuck off!" Zhang Yan still scolded.