Chapter 109 Zhou Fengliu: Master Ayu, What Kind of Look Are You Wearing? (Second Update)

Um?

At this time, Zhou Fengliu's expression resembled a black man's question mark emoticon (picture attached).

Last night... what happened?

Zhou Fengliu briefly recalled the memories in his mind.

I seemed to have been tricked by Zhang Lingyu and Xia He, and then... the bug got on my head, and then... I was tied up by Zhang Lingyu's guy, and then there was a quarrel between Zhang Lingyu and Xia He.

After that... I have no memory.

Zhou Fengliu glanced at the environment of the hotel, and combined with the wad of red banknotes, he had reason to suspect that he had done something to betray his personality last night.

Damn...

Why is this memory missing?

At this moment, Zhou Fengliu said that the most crucial part of the memory was not available, which is like there is no Jerusalem in the West, and there is no Tifa in the 3D area... It is extremely sad.

Zhou Fengliu looked for his "far ahead" mobile phone, opened it, and found that there were many missed calls, including Xu Si, Feng Baobao, and Zhang Chulan.

I saw that he casually dialed a number to Xu Si. After more than ten seconds, the call was connected and Xu Si's voice rang.

"Xiao Zhou? Where do you put it?"

"I don't do it." Zhou Fengliu scratched his head: "I don't even remember how I left last night..."

"Last night? Didn't you let Xia He kidnapped you last night? How about it? Listening to your normal tone now, you must have been very happy last night, right?" Xu Si's voice on the other end of the phone was swish.

"Slander, Fourth Brother, you are purely slandering."

"Come on, that guy Zhang Lingyu told us that you were poisoned and Xia He took you away. I don't believe that nothing happened last night."

"..." Zhou Fengliu touched his chin when he heard the sound: "Okay, Fourth Brother, I'll pack up and go find you... Let's talk about it after we meet."

"good."

The phone hangs up.

Zhou Fengliu was silent for a few seconds.

He looked at the red note beside him, and found a small piece of paper underneath the hotel phone. He took it over and looked at it, and saw a few lines of words written on it.

"My dear, I'm leaving. The money on the bedside is your compensation. I'm sorry for what happened last night. I may have annoyed you again. Don't have any worries about it. You are still you, and I am still me. You just It’s time to get paid and do the work.”

After reading the content on the note, Zhou Fengliu could roughly tell that it was Xia He through the tone of the text.

Zhou Fengliu had no worries about this.

Even if he knew that the target last night was Xia He, he would not take the initiative to lick the dog in reverse.

It is impossible to take the initiative, and it is impossible to take the initiative in this life.

Xu Si taught well: without love, one is light, and one should not give up a whole forest for a tree. Besides, Xia He didn't force him to hang from this tree just one night, so it was good to keep the status quo.

As for his current relationship with Xia He, it's very subtle. After what happened last night, they should be considered comrades who fought together, right?

We have a close acquaintance with each other, and they belong to the acquaintance of Guan Bao.

...

Zhou Fengliu washed up a little and saw that there seemed to be traces of suction on his chest, which made him speechless.

What happened last night?

He was thinking about this problem while brushing his teeth. When he saw him holding his waist, he felt that his waist had been trained a bit.

If I can't wait, I'll go back and find Technician No. 99 to quietly press the button for me.

That's what he was thinking.

After a while, he changed his clothes and walked out of the hotel. It is worth mentioning that he also took away the 200 yuan deposit that Xia He had made for the hotel.

The sun was shining brightly. He looked at the map and found that it was still a certain distance from the front mountain of Longhu Mountain, so he chose to go up the mountain after having breakfast nearby.

"Damn it...you want another two hundred and sixty yuan from me?"

As soon as he arrived at Qianshan Scenic Area, Zhou Fengliu was stopped by the ticket seller.

"You have to buy a ticket to get in."

"I bought it before, and I was forced to go down the mountain."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, the ticket seller glanced at him and said, "You ate yesterday, why are you still eating today?"

"OK."

Zhou Fengliu thought it made sense when he heard it, so he bought a ticket and went up the mountain.

...

"Brother Liu!"

Not long after he went up the mountain, Zhou Fengliu saw Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao and Xu Si wearing Miyako uniforms waiting for him.

"Fourth brother..." Zhou Fengliu called him.

"Um...are you okay?" Xu Si looked at Zhou Fengliu and said, "You haven't been bitten by Xia He, have you?"

"Probably not." Zhou Fengliu said.

"Okay, come in quickly. The old Heavenly Master said he wanted to see you last night. Your boy is now the great benefactor of the entire Heavenly Master's Mansion." Xu Si took a puff of cigarette and said.

"Master Tian...want to see me?"

Zhou Fengliu raised his brows, and then followed a few people into the Tianshi Mansion. Along the way, he found that many disciples of the Tianshi Mansion had changes in the way they looked at him, and they were more or less grateful.

This made him feel that the deal to save Tian Jinzhong last night was worthwhile.

After a while, Zhou Fengliu came to where the Heavenly Master was. Before he could enter the door, he saw Zhang Lingyu, dressed in white, kneeling at the foot of the steps outside the door.

"Master Ayu... what kind of look is this?" Zhou Fengliu looked closer and asked.

"Zhou Fengliu..."

Seeing Zhou Fengliu return safely, Zhang Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy boulder in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"I wish you were safe..."

After a night of self-condemnation, Zhang Lingyu finally relaxed his frown when he saw Zhou Fengliu.

He spent the whole night looking for Zhou Fengliu, but looking for a person in such a large area of ​​Longhu Mountain Scenic Area was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The old master called him back later, but he chose to kneel outside the master's room to reflect on his ridiculous mentality of letting Quan Xing monster run away last night.

"What's your expression?"

"What are you doing kneeling there?" Zhou Fengliu touched his chin and was a little confused about Zhang Lingyu's way.

"I, Zhang Lingyu, am sorry for what happened last night. I shouldn't have listened to the monster's words and let him take you away..." Zhang Lingyu apologized frankly.

"You kid..."

Zhou Fengliu was stunned when he heard Zhang Lingyu's apology, and then realized that Xia He and Zhang Lingyu were arguing about this matter in his memory.

He was still wondering when he was washing up just now. He remembered that it was Zhang Lingyu who tied him up with golden light, but how come he was taken away by Xia He in the end.

You know, with the strength of Zhang Lingyu, the disciple of the Heavenly Master, even if he couldn't catch Xia He, he would definitely be able to keep Zhou Fengliu.

Now he understood, it turned out that Zhang Lingyu had an idea.

"Put aside the apology first, and by the way, you kid, did you want to take a little revenge on me last night?" Zhou Fengliu squatted down and looked at Zhang Lingyu and asked.

"Before I was poisoned, I took you to the big sword. This time I fell into your hands, you let Xia He take me away..."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Lingyu's ears instantly turned red, and the shame in his heart made him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

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Ps: I ask for everything every day, all godfathers, please take care of your health. The little author unfortunately caught a cold, and now my brain is like paste, cold and hot.

In addition, I saw many godfathers saying something like goodbye to the rivers and lakes, and I have no way to keep them.

The experience of writing many books tells me that if you listen to readers, you will fail. After all, some readers may like such a plot, while others may not.

I have heard a great writer say that the author is like a bus driver, and the work is the bus. As a driver, I can only guarantee to do my best to drive the bus to the destination.

As for when the passengers get on and when they get off, it is the passengers' freedom.

Anyway... I am not a great writer, and my ability is limited. I can only try my best to handle the plot, complete the character setting of the protagonist, and present this book to you.

Finally, thank you for your support... Your support is my biggest motivation for updating. I am going to bed. I hope my cold will get better tomorrow. It's too uncomfortable...