Chapter 637 Fulfillment

Fang Yang stretched out his hand to pull Monk Zhou: "Don't worry, wait a little longer, and the matter will be resolved."

Li Qiu Shuang also spoke: "Monk Zhou, you must give me a reasonable explanation for what happened today! Otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless! Tianzhen Pavilion is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want. !”

Monk Zhou was anxious: "What are you waiting for? Didn't you know that people are going to step on our heads and shit?!"

Before Fang Yang could answer, he heard Shi Shi's phone ringing. As soon as he answered the phone, his expression changed: "What did you say?! Shi Hao... was in a car accident?!"

The phone in Shitou's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he stood there blankly, speechless for a long time.

There was a deathly silence in the room. Except for Stone, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Yang!

Everyone heard what Fang Yang said to Shitou just now. They thought he was making a fool of himself, but they didn't expect it to actually happen!

Because of what happened just now, even if Li Qiu Shuang and others wanted to ask, they were too embarrassed to ask. When it came to Monk Zhou, he had no scruples and asked directly: "Fang Yang, how did you know?"

Fang Yang replied calmly: "What's the use of talking about it now? It's no longer helpful."

Shitou rushed over to Fang Yang like he was crazy at this time: "Give me back my son! You monster! You must have killed my son! Give me back my son!"

Shitou's strength is at the late Xuan level, slightly stronger than Monk Zhou, but in front of Fang Yang, he is completely inadequate.

But out of consideration for the loss of his son, Fang Yang did not embarrass him, but instead stepped aside and stepped aside.

But Shi Shi was chasing Fang Yang like crazy. Before, Mouzi and the others were on the same front as Shitou, but now, with Fang Yang's previous words as a foundation, they all seemed a little hesitant.

Fang Yang was really tired of being chased, so he turned around and pointed at the sweet sleeping hole of the stone. Shi Shi's body softened and he fell into a deep sleep, just falling to where Monk Zhou was.

Monk Zhou subconsciously stretched out his hand, hugged the stone, put it on the chair next to him, and sighed: "Oh, the stone is pitiful enough. It's not easy to get a son from old age, but... Fang Yang, is he okay?"

Although the trouble just now was very unpleasant, Monk Zhou is such a warm-hearted person. After all, after many years of friendship, I still can’t let go.

Fang Yang replied: "Don't worry, I just saw that he was too emotional and asked him to have a good sleep. Otherwise, it would be a great harm to him. It's okay now, let's go."

"Oh, that's good." Of course Monk Zhou believed Fang Yang's words, and the three of them walked out.

Li Qiu Shuang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Please wait a moment, your name is Fang Yang? Are you a disciple of Taoist An Hongtao, one of the Seven Sons of Qingcheng?"

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Li Qiu Shuang put on a smile again: "I didn't expect that she was really a disciple of Taoist An. What happened just now was a little girl's rudeness. Please don't take it off, little brother."

Although Fang Yang didn't take it to heart, he was still a little sullen and said calmly: "I don't dare, this is your Tianzhen Pavilion. If Boss Li just says a word, I may be left here forever. .”

Li Qiu Shuang quickly explained: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Guys, let's sit down in the back room and talk slowly. Brother Zhou, we have been together for so many years. You are not really angry with my little sister, are you?"

Monk Zhou looked at Fang Yang, what does that mean? Can you give me an idea?

Fang Yang understood and said in a pretentious manner: "I am a stranger who came here uninvited and has broken the rules here. I can't make it too difficult for Boss Li, right?"

Li Qiu Shuang covered her mouth and chuckled: "Brother Fang is so good at joking. Just because you are the heir of Qingcheng Mountain, you are always a guest wherever you go.

Not to mention that he was a disciple of An Daoren, one of the famous Seven Sons of Qingcheng, so many people could not even invite him to carry him in a sedan chair. Bo wine has been prepared inside, why don't you ask Brother Fang to give me a favor? "

"In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful." Fang Yang came here just to make friends with these people, so naturally he would not show off his appearance.

After hearing Fang Yang's agreement, everyone except Monk Zhou and Xiaobao relaxed.

Although there were more than a dozen people in the hall, only Li Qiu Shuang, Mo Zi, Lao Deng and Fang Yang, a total of five and a half people, could actually enter the inner room.

On the Eight Immortals table in the inner room, wine and food have been placed. The guests and hosts were seated, and Fang Yang was forced into the guest of honor position. After a few excuses, he sat down.

As the host, Li Qiu Shuang raised his glass first and said: "Brother Fang, what happened just now was our fault. This glass of wine is just an apology to you. I hope you don't take it seriously."

There is a saying that you don't hit a smiling person with a vicious punch. Since he was apologizing and toasting, Fang Yang naturally didn't want to worry about it:

"Boss Li is overly concerned. I'm not a big shot, so I can't stand it. We can't get to know each other until we fight. We'll be together for a long time, so I'll do it!"

Seeing Fang Yang drain the wine quickly, Li Qiu Shuang naturally lost a drink. The contradictions were resolved, and the atmosphere at the wine table became lively.

The first person to speak was Lao Deng. He asked anxiously: "Brother Fang, you just said that I am going to lose money recently? Don't know how to resolve it?"

Fang Yang thought for a while: "Did you make a trip to the northwest recently?"

Lao Deng was startled and blurted out: "How do you know?"

Naturally, Fang Yang would not miss the truth: "As long as you cancel this trip, or stay overnight for a month, everything will be fine."

Lao Deng said doubtfully: "Really? Is this all right?"

Fang Yang replied with absolute certainty: "Yes, if you do what I said and still have problems, then I will compensate you for any loss."

Lao Deng stopped talking and lowered his head to think about Fang Yang's words. It seemed that this trip to the northwest was very important to him.

The mouse sitting on the other side had already asked impatiently: "Brother Fang, that, that my disaster of blood and fire..."

Unexpectedly, the mouse moved a little too much because of his impatience. The chair tilted and he almost fell down. Fortunately, the mouse was very skilled. He supported the table and stabilized his body.

But I only felt pain in my finger. It turned out that my finger was cut open by the thorns on the edge of the table! Although the wound was not very big, there was still a lot of blood.

Fang Yang pointed to the mouse's hand: "You don't need me to break it for you now, it has already been fulfilled."

Since entering Tianzhen Pavilion, two of Fang Yang's four prophecies have been fulfilled, which made both Lao Deng and Li Qiu Shuang pay special attention to his words.

Monk Zhou didn't care about them. Others didn't know how to taste the food, but he and Xiaobao opened their cheeks and ate it happily.

Li Qiu Shuang didn't seem to want to mention her own affairs in front of outsiders, but changed the subject: "Brother Fang, I heard that you just entered the imperial capital and you seem to have encountered a lot of trouble?"

Fang Yang was not surprised how they knew: "Yes, there is a group of people in the imperial capital who don't seem to welcome me."

Li Qiu Shuang immediately showed her kindness: "It doesn't matter, we are close now, if you have any difficulties, just come to sister!

Although my sister is not very capable, she is still a bit mean-spirited in the imperial capital and can always help. "