Chapter 137: Lao Ma Is a Good Person. He Really Gives Things to You! (Second Update)

"What do you mean?" Ma Xianhong was a little confused when Zhou Fengliu said this.

"You don't know how Zhao Guizhen was driven out of the Maoshan sect, right?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"Aren't you going down the mountain to practice?"

"Okay...you believe what others say. Aren't you short-sighted?"

"What on earth do you want to say?" Ma Xianhong frowned. He always felt that Zhou Fengliu was scolding him for his bad mind in different ways.

"You have been deceived. Then Zhao Guizhen escaped from the Maoshan sect... He killed seven boys and practiced the Maoshan evil method and was discovered. Only then did he injure his fellow sect members and escape." Zhou Fengliu yawned and spoke. .

"How do I know if you are lying to me?"

"See for yourself."

Zhou Fengliu showed Ma Xianhong the video he had just taken of Zhao Guizhen admitting his crime.

In the video, Zhao Guizhen cried and confessed to all his crimes, and asked Zhou Fengliu to hand him over to the company for conviction. Later, he changed his story and asked Zhou Fengliu to hand him over to Maoshan...

After watching this video, Ma Xianhong was in a daze.

"I'm helping you clean up the scum, but you're holding your sword against me, old horse, it really chills me."

Zhou Fengliu shook his head and said.

"You...since you knew he was this kind of person, why didn't you tell me directly?" Ma Xianhong still felt a little strange.

"Isn't that waiting for you to find out on your own? After all, this is a matter in your own village. I am just a tourist. As for what happened today, if he hadn't come to my house to steal things all night long, I wouldn't have stayed up in the middle of the night to help you clean up the scum. ”

"Old man, keep your eyes open...really, don't believe anyone."

Zhou Fengliu patted Ma Xianhong's shoulder and prepared to go back to sleep.

"Wait a minute..."

"how?"

"Thank you, brother Zhou..."

Ma Xianhong, who had a root device taken away by Zhou Fengliu, now wanted to say thank you to Zhou Fengliu.

"If you want to thank me, don't say it. If you really want to thank me, I think you have quite a lot of magic weapons. Every villager has one...especially the small one that can hold things. It's very convenient."

Zhou Fengliu had already hinted clearly.

No matter how hard Ma Xianhong's brain works, he can still hear Zhou Fengliu's meaning and understand what kind of magic weapon Zhou Fengliu wants.

I saw him taking it out from his body, and then threw the bite bag to Zhou Fengliu.

"I've given it to you. You can use it by injecting Qi into it. Although the bite bag can store larger things, it can't store conscious things..."

"Okay, I know, thanks, old horse."

Zhou Fengliu took the bite bag thrown by Ma Xianhong and played with it for a while, and found that it was indeed very convenient.

Seeing him saying hello to Ma Xianhong, he took the bite bag and walked towards his hut.

Looking at Zhou Fegliu's leaving figure, Ma Xianhong glanced at the surrounding environment, and then thought of what Zhou Fegliu had just shown him, and he tapped his head with a complicated expression.

He knew that there was something wrong with his head, that he couldn't recall some memories, and that sometimes his judgment was not good enough...

never mind...

Ma Xianhong shook his head.

As for whether Zhao Gui was alive or dead, he didn't care too much. After all, judging from Zhou Fengliu's tone just now, it was probably more serious than bad.

...

Zhao Guizhen is dead?

Zhou Fengliu said how could he let this guy die like this? The colleague from East China hadn't come yet, so he hung Zhao Guizhen on a cliff with air currents.

If Zhao Guizhen is lucky enough not to commit suicide, he should last a few more days. If he is unlucky, there might be some eagles or birds flying over to eat the meat. It's hard to say how many days he can last.

...

Lao Ma is really good...

He really gives me something.

Zhou Fengliu returned to his hut and looked at the ping pong ball-sized capsule in his hand. He couldn't put it down. With the infusion of Qi, he first put his backpack into the capsule. After seeing that it was really put in, he He nodded with satisfaction.

From now on, it's enough to just grab a bite bag when you go out.

This evening's work was not in vain.

Zhou Fengliu put the capsule away and took another look at his "far ahead" mobile phone, and found that Wang Ye seemed to have called him twice before.

It's so late...

Will something happen?

Zhou Fengliu called back, but at this moment, Daochang Wang was sitting on a plane, his phone was in airplane mode, and there was no signal at all.

Seeing that the king didn't answer, he stopped fighting and glanced at the precarious house. He thought about it and felt that no one could sleep in this house, so he took his things and went out to sleep in another room.

After this back and forth, his sleep time was greatly delayed.

...

The next day.

Three poles in the sun.

The villagers in Biyou Village began their usual lives.

"Did you hear anything last night?" The villagers who were going to farm asked their companions who were also going to farm next to them.

"I heard... a very painful sound, it seemed to be Master Guizhen's..."

"Master Guizhen? Are you sure?"

"Why do I sound like a beast in heat?"

"Is it possible that Master Guizhen and the beast have both the sounds of being in heat?"

"Beast, huh? Good boy...you are a pervert."

"Seriously, have you seen Master Guizhen today?"

"I didn't see it... Maybe he went up the mountain to collect herbs again, or maybe he was sent out by the leader to perform a mission."

Although the villagers of Biyou Village heard some noise last night, they only heard it and did not pay too much attention to it. They also did not think about the accident that Master Zhao Guizhen encountered. After all, in their eyes, Zhao Guizhen But the master is very capable.

at the same time.

Outside Biyou Village.

Zhuge Qing and Wang also arrived at Biyou Village.

The first one to arrive was Zhuge Qing.

Guo Liang, a Biyou villager who was responsible for negotiating with Zhuge Qing, took Zhuge Qing to Biyou Village overnight. Looking at the familiar village in front of him, Guo Liang slowly introduced:

"Sir, this is our Biyou Village. Although the village is not big, it has mountains, water and woods... It is definitely a good place."

"Where is your leader?"

Zhuge Qing was not interested in this village, he was more interested in the leader who could create a flower-like doll, so he asked bluntly.

"I'll take Mr. there..."

Before Zhuge Qing could answer, he heard a voice coming from the woods not far away.

"Lao Qing, Lao Qing... it is indeed you."

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhuge Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and followed the sound, and saw Wang Ye jumping down from the tree like a monkey with a bag on his back.

"Old Wang? When did you come?" Zhuge Qing was a little surprised.

Unlike him who had someone to lead the way, Wang also had no one to lead the way, so he took a more remote route, so he arrived much later than him.

"It's about the same as you. I just arrived..."

The king sighed listlessly.

As soon as he got off the plane, he saw Zhou Fengliu calling him several times. He called back again, but Zhou Fengliu still didn't answer, which made him speechless.

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Good night and sweet dreams to all foster parents.