Chapter 282: Go east to Putian

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Tired, I can only sigh that the world has always been a whole, even if people may be thousands of miles apart. Because of one thing, the original distance will begin to shorten, and one point after another will begin to form a line. Or just an interlude, or start a chain reaction.

Because of the influence of the world as a whole, sometimes a little thing will interrupt something that takes a long time, such as sleeping. The dots will be connected into threads and woven into a net. Similarly, the faces are cut into lines and turned into dots.

Well, that's the way it is.

All in all, in short, such a paragraph is just to illustrate one thing.

I've never slept well.

An old Qiu who is only seriously injured, an old dragon who has been married for a few months, and a 10,000-year-old single. Three men, who slept in Putian from Shenzhen, finally got out of the car and were blown away by the cold wind.

"Well, one is married, one is about to get married, and one is single. Quite representative. ā€

Looking at Lao Qiu, who was messy and trembling slightly in the wind, I said with some seriousness.

After trembling a few times, Lao Qiu trembled and said, "Really... It's so cold. ā€

The old dragon smiled without saying a word, and I looked at the sun in the sky and decided to be silent.

Using continued trembling to hide his weakness when he was seriously injured, Lao Qiu looked at least nothing abnormal.

Wearing red makeup and a handsome suit. In the small space, Lin Gongzi and the bride worshipped heaven and earth in accordance with traditional etiquette. I smiled silently amid the sound of blessings.

Maybe you missed it when you were young, and there will always be someone who will return it to you in the future. It's just that this relationship is already another story.

I hope that those who are related to the story can be well in this life.

Walking on an unknown street in Putian, Lao Qiu and Lao Long were empty-handed, and there was a word of nonsense. I carried a bag and walked silently, my eyes hazy and my expression cold.

Knowing the location of the banquet hotel, he politely refused the hospitality of the busy Lin Gongzi, and the trio began the action of a half-day tour of Putian.

"I don't know where to cut my hair. ā€

Old Qiu, with fluffy hair and a haggard face, was dressed thinly and continued to shiver in the cold wind. His good friend Long Binghe couldn't bear it and began to look around to help him find a barbershop.

I don't know if it's because of Monday, or because the wind is a little cold today, or maybe the streets of Putian are like this. Along the way, although the traffic is endless, there is only a slight crowd, and there is always a trace of desertion.

Outside of the desert, the occasional bird flies through the sky, and then disappears in a moment.

On the street in the distance, a man was on the phone, talking and laughing, and his face was noticeably relaxed.

"The goal has come to Putian. ā€

On the other end of the phone, a cold voice came: "Keep an eye on it, don't let them find out." At the same time, pay attention to the person surnamed Wen, his spiritual power may detect you. ā€

I don't know if it's because of the cold sound, or if the wind is a little cold today. The man trembled slightly, put away his smile and said, "Don't worry, I'll pay attention." ā€

"Yes. Succeed or fail, remember to protect yourself. Come back well. The voice was cold, but the words were still full of concern.

The man's heart warmed, and he was moved: "Well, thank you for your concern." ā€

Hanging up the phone, the corners of the man's eyes were slightly moist.

Overlooking the traffic of the city, someone's expression was slightly cold. He has always been calm, but when he thought about the impact of this incident, he was nervous that he had not been in many years.

It's just that things have come to this point, and there is a way back?

He clenched his fist, and a smile appeared on his lips. Even if there is no absolute, the action that has been planned for many years is nine out of ten tonight.

It's just that the final effect will have to wait until next year to see it.

By the time we arrived near the hotel, Lao Qiu still couldn't cut his hair as he wished. Under a gloomy sky, the trio nestled under the eaves of a building near the hotel.

"One, two, three... Okay, get one. ā€

Stuff the red tickets into the red envelope and write the blessing and name on the back. I haven't had that much money in my hands in years, but it won't be long before they're gone.

"Just go back in time and try to keep the story going, at least not letting you leave me ... Pretending to be sad, I hummed.

Looking at me with disdain, Lao Qiu interrupted: "Don't hum, you are still a poor ghost in the past, accept your fate." ā€

Putting away the red envelope with a blank face, I decided to ignore him.

After looking at his watch, there was still some time to leave the seat, and the old dragon proposed to go and hang around the neighborhood.

There is a park near the hotel, although most of the parks in Putian are no different from Shenzhen, but it is rare to come once, and we decisively hang around in the park.

On one side is the brightly lit hotel, and on the other side is the deserted and dimly lit park. The two places that are very close to each other are two different scenes.

But right now, the coldness has the advantage of being cold, at least you can hang around without being disturbed.

After swaying for a while, not far away, several big men came over with fierce faces. From afar, I felt a murderous aura.

Lao Qiu and Lao Long were silent, but they stepped out at the same time, blocking me from left to right.

I was slightly moved, and I didn't squeeze forward recklessly. Although I know that the current Lao Qiu may be much weaker than me.

However, even if those big men seem to be murderous, we don't necessarily have any friction with them.

In the current world, it's not enough to walk on the road, and the good ones will be beaten, right?

So, even though I feel that they don't seem to be good, my heart is still stable.

"Big brother, you said that Da Fei is setting up a wine today, will it be a banquet for Hongmen. In the distance, a guy with long hair and a bit of literary atmosphere muttered.

The person who walked in front with a cold face suddenly stopped when he heard this. So much so that the person who followed him closely behind him almost collided.

With a frowning brow, the man pondered, "It's really possible if you say that. We can't go to this feast!"

With that, he turned around and left.

Originally, my stable heart became nervous because of their "big brother" and "Hongmen Banquet". As soon as he turned around, I was able to settle down again.

As a result, the man didn't take a few steps and stopped again.

"No! Who on the entire Putian Road doesn't know that Da Fei is my brother and Ah Yue is my woman. The man said angrily.

The long-haired brother coughed dryly a few times and whispered, "Big brother, that was once." ā€

The eldest brother who took the lead glared at him angrily, and the long-haired brother shrank his head in fright, and his face turned a little pale.

His brows furrowed, and the eldest brother pondered: "You say, what idea did Da Fei and Ah Yue have? Forget it if you betray me together, and now you dare to invite me to their wedding." This isn't a Hongmen feast, what is it?"

After speaking, he looked at a few people around him: "Use your brains and think about why they are so fearless." What's the idea?"