Chapter 145: Rainy Night

As night fell, Zhuo Yunji had already arrived at the gate of Sima's Mansion.

"Sima Zhongqing, you come out for me!" Zhuo Yunji shouted loudly inside.

Compared with Sima Zhongqing, Zhuo Yunji seems to be more realistic, she doesn't think that she has done anything wrong, and she has never played with Sima Zhongqing's feelings, so she doesn't dare to face it at all.

It took a long time for a middle-aged man to walk out of the gate of Sima Mansion. After staring at Zhuo Yunji for a long time, the man suddenly said: "Okay, you Zhuo Yunji, you dare to come to our Sima Mansion, you really don't want to live! Come on, come on! Say anything today and leave the witch Zhuo Yunji behind, see if the people of their Yunyi Gang dare to be so arrogant!"

Soon, more than a dozen monks rushed out of Sima's mansion, all of them were not low, and they surrounded Zhuo Yunji at once.

"Where is Sima Zhongqing? Tell him to come out and see me. Zhuo Yunji didn't have a scared expression on her face at all, but looked very indifferent.

"Hmph, do you still want to see Young Master Zhongqing? If it weren't for you, would Young Master Zhongqing be like this?" the middle-aged man snorted coldly, his face full of mockery.

"What do you mean?" Zhuo Yunji also thought that something had really happened to Sima Zhongqing, but he didn't know that the middle-aged man was referring to the last time Sima Zhongqing eloped with Zhuo Yunji, he was attacked and his cultivation was lost.

The middle-aged man ignored Zhuo Yunji's words, but shouted angrily: "Don't listen to his gossip to confuse the public, arrest her back to the mansion first!"

When everyone heard this, they were about to start, but they heard a scolding: "What are you doing?

"Young Master Boyang. The crowd stopped.

"Young Master Boyang, she is the witch Zhuo Yunji, now that Zhuo Yunji has thrown herself into the net, how can we let her go so easily?" the middle-aged man said.

"Okay, I have my own measure in this matter, you can go back first. Sima Boyang waved his hand.

Although those people were reluctant to let Zhuo Yunji go like this, they didn't dare to disobey Sima Boyang's order, so they had to return to Sima Yunji's mansion with a helpless face.

"Brother Boyang, where is Zhong Qing, can you let me see Zhong Qing?" Zhuo Yunji said to Sima Boyang as if pleading.

Originally, the people of the Sima family were not very credible to the Yunyi Gang, but Sima Boyang helped Sima Zhongqing and Zhuo Yunji when they eloped, so Zhuo Yunji's impression of Sima Boyang was not bad.

Sima Boyang said: "You better come back another day, Zhongqing is not here now." ”

"Impossible, Zhongqing must be here, Brother Boyang, let me see him quickly, I have something very important to ask him face-to-face." Zhuo Yunji pleaded again.

Sima Boyang frowned, "It's not that I'm deceiving you, Zhong Qing is really not here, you better come back another day." ”

"Impossible! Impossible!" Zhuo Yunji shook her head vigorously, a trace of thought suddenly flashed in her heart, and hurriedly said: "I understand, is it Zhongqing that he doesn't want to see me? Brother Boyang, tell me quickly." ”

"Zhongqing, he's really not here, how many times do you want me to say it before you can believe it?" Sima Boyang was also a little impatient.

"No! No, Zhong Qing must be here, he told me a long time ago that he was coming back, he must not want to see me! What the hell is wrong with him? Brother Boyang, tell me quickly!" Zhuo Yunji suddenly became a little flustered in her heart.

I have to say that women's associative abilities are sometimes really rich, just like Zhuo Yunji, Sima Boyang was stunned for a while, and finally had to say: "You go, Zhong Qing is not here, my words will be here." ”

After speaking, Sima Boyang waved his hand, turned around and walked into Sima Mansion, and even closed the door of Sima Mansion, and soon there was a force to block the entire Sima Mansion.

"Brother Boyang, open the door quickly, let me meet Zhongqing!" Zhuo Yunji stretched out her hand and kept patting on the door of Sima Mansion, the more she couldn't see Sima Zhongqing, the more panicked her heart became, and even tears had begun to slowly slide down her cheeks.

Behind the gate, the middle-aged man looked at Sima Boyang with some puzzlement, "Young Master Boyang, why did you let that Zhuo Yunji go?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhuo Yunji can't move now, no one is allowed to say anything about this matter, especially my second brother. Sima Boyang waved his hand and ordered casually.

"Yes. The middle-aged man nodded yes, and the rest of them nodded vigorously in understanding.

Zhuo Yunji slapped on the gate of Sima Mansion for a long time, and her hands were sore and weak, and her heart became more and more flustered, and finally she took the Shenyuan in her body and slapped it on the gate of Sima Mansion, but she was shocked away by a powerful anti-shock force.

"Wow" A mouthful of blood spit out, and the sky didn't know that it had begun to rain lightly, but Zhuo Yunji just lay on the ground, silently crying, bearing the baptism of raindrops.

"Go home, this is not the place for you. An umbrella was placed above Zhuo Yunji's head.

"Dad, why are you here?" Zhuo Yunji looked at the man who suddenly appeared with some surprise.

"My daughter has been wronged, of course I want to come and see. Zhuo Yitian smiled slightly and pulled Zhuo Yunji up from the ground.

"Dad!" Zhuo Yunji threw herself into Zhuo Yitian's arms and sobbed in a low voice, accompanied by raindrops.

"It's raining. In the restaurant, Xi Qianyue suddenly spoke.

"Well, it's been a long time since it's rained like this. Xiao Nan nodded.

"Is even God resentful of me?" Sima Zhongqing was drinking wine and babbling nonsense, "What kind of sea is dry and rotten, what kind of land is barren, it's just! I won't believe it anymore!"

"It's another infatuated man!" A person suddenly walked by, glanced at Sima Zhongqing, sighed softly, and quickly disappeared.

"Who said that? Who said that I was infatuated? Who dared to say that I was infatuated!" Sima Zhongqing stood up suddenly, glanced around, grabbed the wine jar, kicked the tables and chairs in front of him away, and staggered out of the restaurant, entering the wind and rain, the lonely figure looked extremely bleak and lonely.

Xiao Nan and Xi Qianyue settled Sima Zhongqing's wine money, so they hurriedly chased after him, only to find that Sima Zhongqing had already fallen on the street, letting the raindrops drench his whole body, and kept pouring the wine in the wine pot into his mouth, muttering some unknown words in his mouth.

"Brother Xiao Nan, what now?" Xi Qianyue glanced at Xiao Nan.

"Let's take him back to Sima's Mansion first, the future heir of the dignified Sima family, if people find themselves lying on the street drunk and crazy, then what's the point?" Xiao Nan smiled helplessly.