Chapter 162 Dead People Have Style (Part 1)

Everything seems to be unspoken, and Li Baizhen is not easy to break through.

It's just that I didn't expect that Diao Deyi and Ding Hui, these two seemingly incompatible people would walk together.

This feels weird.

To be reasonable, Ding Hui Nianfang is in her twenties, lively and agile.

Although a little old, but not old.

If you dress up carefully, you will have some charm.

But Ding Hui never pays attention to these things on weekdays, it's good to deal with being able to meet people.

I don't know if it will improve after being with Diao Deyi.

in addition……

Diao Deyi doesn't mind such an older woman?

You know, Diao Deyi is only sixteen years old, and the mothers of some people of the same age are only a few years older than Ding Hui.

Diao Deyi is now in ten households, and he is still a demon warrior with a bright future.

Although in terms of position, Ding Hui is also a good match.

just how to say...

Li Baizhen scratched her head, a little bit wanting Fang Yu to think about it more, but a little bit unable to say it.

After all, Ding Hui has a good relationship with him.

This girl spends all day on the research of Yanmo Mansion, and has never been in love. This is the first time this time, so it is really hard to speak out.

Difficult on both sides, suddenly stumped Li Baizhen.

In the end, it was Fang Yu who spoke first.

"Master Li Baizhen, these medicine bags you are carrying are..."

"Oh! These are for you. Yesterday I saw that you were seriously injured, so I asked someone to buy some medicine and brought them to you personally."

It was indeed a serious injury, with the blow of the bamboo-jointed multi-legged monster, the internal organs, heart and lungs were smashed to pieces.

Coupled with the palm of the Red Moon Demon, the internal organs turned from fragments to powder.

If it was someone else, I would have died long ago, that is, I, with data transformation and organ regeneration, slowly came back.

But superficial skills must be sufficient.

Fang Yu's eyes were slightly 'moist', and he was moved and said: "Master Li Baizhen..."

Wiping away his tears, he got up and saluted.

"Thank you, Lord Hundred Needles, for the reward!"

Li Baizhen put down the medicine bag, stood up and patted Fang Yu on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, follow me, I won't treat my brother badly."

"In this way, don't come to Yudi Mansion to report today, but stay at home for a few days to recuperate. If you feel better, or if there is something wrong, come to Yudi Mansion to report to me again."

Paid vacation ah!

Fang Yu's eyes lit up.

This is good.

Thanks again.

Li Baizhen gave a few instructions, explaining how to take the medicine pack and how to regulate the body, and then left ten taels of silver.

"Have a good rest. In addition, the merits of Ronghua Dyeing Workshop will be issued to your identity card in private, so don't say anything. As for the public, it will be my credit. You can't be too conspicuous."

Li Baizhen said it in the hope that Fang Yu could understand, after all, young and frivolous, young people like to show off or something.

But Fang Yu was very calm, and easily accepted that the 'credit' was taken away.

Anyway, the reward will not be less.

Outsiders don't know, but as soon as Li Baizhen is reported, it is very clear to whom the credit will be given.

Five-headed monsters, how come you have to start with 10 points of merit, right?

Fang Yu was thinking about how to spend it, and when he saw that the hundred needles were about to leave, he hurriedly shouted.

"etc!"

Li Baizhen stopped and turned around.

"What's wrong?"

"Master Li Baizhen, Ronghua Dyeing Workshop, did you find anything later?"

Li Baizhen felt touched immediately.

Look at Diao Deyi, and then look at others.

They are all injured like this, and they are still concerned about investigating the monster.

And what about his brothers who have been with him for several years? In the midst of separatism and internal strife, some people even blatantly defected to other hundred households!

It’s you, Kunshanhai!

Thinking of those people in Kunshanhai, Li Baizhen was in a bad mood.

After taking a breath, he said to Fang Yu.

"You don't have to worry about this, everything related to Ronghua Dyeing Workshop is currently under investigation."

"Luoshen Cloth Workshop, Qixing Dyeing Workshop, Peony Dyeing Workshop, Yueyi Pavilion..."

Li Baizhen reported several names.

The name of one of the dyeing workshops made Fang Yu's eyelids twitch.

"Wait! Peony Dyeing Workshop? Is it also related to Ronghua Dyeing Workshop?"

Li Baizhen was a little surprised by Fang Yu's reaction, but still nodded.

"Peony Dyeing Workshop and Ronghua Dyeing Workshop are both [Luoshen Cloth Workshop]'s next family, and they also have business dealings with each other, so we must check."

"..."

Fang Yu was silent, thought, and then raised his head.

"Master Li Baizhen, Peony Dyeing Workshop, can I lead a team to investigate?"

Li Baizhen frowned.

"I said, let you rest first! Your body..."

"Master Li Baizhen!"

Fang Yu's voice suddenly rose, and he looked directly at Li Baizhen: "My eldest brother has been missing for many days, and it may be related to the Peony Dyeing Workshop. I couldn't find a chance before, and now I have this reason, I want to check it myself."

This kind of thing is usually not said publicly.

Being able to tell others about such private and public matters is in itself a sign of trust.

Li Baizhen sighed.

"Okay, I will order people not to investigate the peony dyeing workshop, so as not to startle the snake."

"But you can't go to work today, at least wait until the injury is better, then come to me, I will send someone to accompany you to investigate."

Fang Yu's face brightened.

"Thank you, Master Li Baizhen!"

"Um."

Li Baizhen nodded slightly.

As for the other Qixing dyeing workshops, Yueyi Pavilion and so on.

They are all shops and workshops that cooperate with Ronghua dyeing workshop.

Some are descendants, some are at the same level, only Luoshen Cloth Workshop, which is the previous home of Ronghua Dye Workshop, is also the top priority of the investigation.

"Let's leave this matter as it is for the time being. You can rest and recuperate. I'll go first."

The matter of Ronghua dyeing workshop has attracted many investigation objects.

Li Baizhen was so busy that he hardly had time, but he still found some time and came to Fang Yu's house early, just to see how Fang Yu was doing.

Although I accidentally discovered something about Fang Yu and Ding Hui, but the result of this trip was good, at least Fang Yu was fine.

Master Li Baizhen waved away.

Fang Yu closed the door, turned around, and saw the second sister who was standing in the doorway.

"two……"

As soon as Fang Yu raised his hand, the second sister ran over silently and hugged Fang Yu.

"Brother... Is there any news about Big Brother?"

She asked in a trembling voice with a crying voice.

"Not yet, but the peony dyeing workshop can lead people to investigate thoroughly."

Fang Yu gently placed his hand on the second sister's head.

Tears flowed from the corners of Second Sister's eyes.

"Great... great..."

After Fang Yu comforted her for a while, the second sister calmed down. She seemed to have thought of something, and quickly pushed Fang Yu away, and asked with a blushing face.

"Then, where's that girl? Is she still in the room?"

"She, she left early."

Isn't there something wrong, I can't wait to teleport back to Yanmo Mansion.

"gone?"

The second sister breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about last night, she suddenly turned around and ran to Fang Yu's room.

This one-handed operation completely blinded Fang Yu.

When he followed, he saw the second sister lifted the quilt and stared at the sheets.

Fang Yu was wondering what she was doing? Seeing that the second sister suddenly became angry, she carried Fang Yu's bed sheet away angrily.

"Second sister?"

"Second sister!"

"Second sister, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Yu yelled several times before the second sister stopped, her body trembling slightly, as if restraining her emotions, she said in a low voice.

"I'm going to do the laundry! I'm very angry today, so ignore me!"

After speaking, she left angrily.

Fang Yu scratched his head, confused.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, his expression changed, he quickly got on the wooden bed, lay down and quit the game.

On the other side, the angry second sister vigorously threw the bed sheet into the wooden bucket to soak in water.

Sheets...not falling red!

"Bad woman! Bad woman! Bad woman!"

"I know how to deceive Diao Deyi!"

"This marriage! I don't agree!"

The second sister waved her fist, thinking of last night.

No wonder the bed was shaking so loudly.

Swingers! Disorderly!

The second sister snorted heavily, feeling that Diao Deyi and the man surnamed Ding had more confidence to separate.

As if venting this anger, after a while, he began to vigorously wash the sheets and quilts.

Dirty, dirty, dirty!

These sheets must be washed clean, and then let Diao De sleep!

"Brother is not here, I am the master of the house!"

"You can't let Diao Deyi be fooled by a bad woman!"

"No wonder I felt uncomfortable when I saw that surnamed Ding last night! A woman's intuition!"

"Humph!"

...

In reality.

Fang Yu opened his eyes.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!"

"Broken! Broken! Broken!!"

Fang Yu swept the time away and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

The hot water didn't have time to turn on, so I started to shower, wash my hair, brush my teeth, and a few operations together.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Gululu!"

Fang Yu, who was brushing his teeth, shouted out.

who!

Jingle bells - jingle bells -

The mobile phone that I forgot in the room rang.

Gan!

Fang Yu poured a mouthful of water, spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, and ran back to the room, shouting.

"etc!"

Go back to your room and pick up your phone.

The name of the caller was displayed on it——Qi Xiaojin.

Miss Jin.

Fang Yu quickly answered the phone.

"Sister Jin, what's the matter?"

The knocking on the door stopped suddenly.

"Today is the funeral day for Uncle Zhou and Uncle Wang. It's almost time. Are you still going out?"

"I'm getting ready, I'll be out right away."

"Well, I'll wait for you at the door. Let's go together."

ah? the door?

It was you who knocked on the door just now.

What Fang Yu wanted to say, the phone had already hung up.

A gust of wind blew outside the window, making him shiver from the cold.

Ma De, come out to answer the phone with nothing on, it will kill you.

He trotted back quickly and continued to wash up.

And Qi Xiaojin, who was at the door, slowly withdrew his right hand stuck to the door.

Just now, if Fang Yu answered the phone a little later, the door would be torn apart.

Although many monitoring devices are installed, there are always accidents in life.

What if Fang Yu was inside and got an electric shock in the shower? Or bang your head in a coma?

At critical moments, you have to be decisive.

The door is only worth a few dollars, if it is smashed, it will be smashed, and it will be fine to find someone to fix it later, if something happens to Fang Yu, Qi Xiaojin can blow up the whole building.

Qi Xiaojin is dressed in black today, with a black gauze on her head.

It's a bit like a lady's dress at a western funeral.

It's conspicuous, or quite conspicuous, but Qi Xiaojin doesn't care.

After experiencing the end of the world, and then returning from rebirth, she has already seen many things very openly.

In other aspects, you can do whatever you want, as long as you protect those who need protection.

In the game, she has successfully infiltrated the Black Withered Sacred Gate, and the rest is to slowly dormant in it, and with the help of the identity and power of that stupid saint, she has slowly developed and grown, and it is rare to have a stable residence.

The road of non-stop development can be temporarily delayed and enter the operation stage.

The Black Dry Sacred Sect is not a famous and upright sect, and its style of conduct is also somewhat evil.

The word Holy Gate belongs to self-proclaimed.

It's just that the power is huge and powerful, and no one dares to say more.

This kind of martial arts is very complicated internally, and the internal fighting is very fierce. She needs to deal with all kinds of intrigues carefully.

The only good thing is that in the record of deeds left by Taoist Wuxin, there are a lot of information records about the people around the saint.

Step-by-step operation and development should not be a big problem.

creak.

Just as Qi Xiaojin thought of this, the door opened.

Qi Xiaojin couldn't help but smile when he saw Fang Yu's messy hair.

In the previous life, after the apocalypse, electricity was cut off in most places.

They rarely have a place to wash their hair, and they can only wait for it to dry naturally.

So many times, you can see Fang Yu's half-dried hair like now.

But... At that time, Fang Yu had already grown long hair, and he looked a bit like an ancient fairy, with long hair fluttering and a fairy-like demeanor.

Of course, the short hair now is also very cute!

"Sister Jin, your outfit today..."

Fang Yu opened his mouth wide, feeling that Qi Xiaojin's clothes today gave him the illusion of cosplay.

There is no way, in Jiangnan City, there are really very few people who wear the western funeral suit.

This is so weird, it might as well be more ordinary.

But Qi Xiaojin didn't take it seriously, and said with a light smile.

"How is it? Does it fit you well?"

Fang Yu could only falter and nod.

Looking at Fang Yu, who was somewhat reserved, Qi Xiaojin's thoughts could not help but diverge to the days after the end, the days when they depended on each other, those days when they were intimate and fought side by side.

However, that was the feeling that was cultivated through continuous contact, accumulation, and life in the five years after the end of the day.

Now, to Fang Yu, she is just a familiar landlord.

Qi Xiaojin is not in a hurry.

Fang Yu was still alive and by her side, that was enough.

The two went downstairs.

There is actually a black car below to pick you up.

Fang Yu was startled.

But there is no distance either.

After driving for about three or four minutes, I stopped at a road intersection.

Then, just wait.

Fang Yu had nothing to do, so he secretly looked at Qi Xiaojin.

I always feel that Sister Jin seems to have changed her style recently, she is much gentler and less irritable than before.

And in the past, he and Sister Jin had always only had a relationship between the landlord and the tenant who owed rent.

For some reason recently, I have come into contact with a lot more inexplicably.

Sister Jin was about the same age as Fang Yu, she was good-looking, and she had money. Apart from cooking weirdly, she basically couldn't find any faults.

Putting it outside is goddess-level.

Fang Yu didn't realize it much before, but now that he has 80,000 yuan in hand, and the game has started to make money, he has something inexplicably more on his mind.

A gust of wind blew in, and the fragrance of Sister Jin's body entered her nostrils.

Fang Yu suddenly felt a little restless.

In the game, there was a beautiful woman standing next to him, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

The second sister, Wu Ruqiang who just died, and sometimes Hiiragi Mei.

Each has its own style.

But Fang Yu was not moved at all.

But in reality.

Just standing next to an impossible landlord made him a little embarrassed.