Zhou Li and others fell into silence as they watched Hou Jue being thrown to the ground by the sullen Guo Lingyun, who was limp and bruised with a bruised nose and face.
"What's going on?"
Zhou Li raised his head and said doubtfully.
"fine."
Shaking his head, Guo Lingyun said calmly:
"Mr. Hou learned the top-grade Kung Fu technique Shiba Shitu on the road. He wanted to try it out, but he subconsciously grabbed his own collar and used Shiba Shitu on himself."
Uh-huh, he was shot thirteen times in the back and committed suicide, right?
Of course, neither Zhou Li nor Tang Wan exposed Guo Lingyun's lies. In other words, Guo Lingyun had no intention of lying at all. He just found a reason to beat the other person up and gave him an excuse to give him a step back.
"Indeed, indeed."
Hou Jue, who was paralyzed on the ground with blank eyes, nodded subconsciously and said angrily: "If you say it's my fault, then it's my fault, because you..."
Just when Hou Jue was about to continue his bad words, Qian Hu stepped in the door after washing his hands. When Qianhu saw the lump of Hou Jue on the ground, he immediately said with great joy:
"My son!"
ah?
Zhou Li and Tang Guan, who were waiting to watch the show, were stunned. After a brief reshaping of their outlook on life, they looked at each other, wondering why Qianhu, the monster in Jinyiwei, would let his son go to the East Factory to be a eunuch.
Guo Lingyun, who was about to argue with Qianhu, was also stunned. Unable to reshape his outlook, he hugged his head, his eyes were splitting, and the temperature of the brain's central mechanism soared in just a few seconds, and his brain was about to burn. opened.
Li Kuan, who was leaning against the wall and collapsed to the ground, had a face full of regret. He never imagined that he had misunderstood Qianhu's intentions and arrested his beloved son as a fugitive. Could it be that his happy and ruined life was going to end? Is it over for today?
Hou Jue, who was lying on the ground about to say hello to Lao Deng, was stunned, and his brain was just blank at this time.
Zhou Li didn't know whether Hou Jue's three views were correct, but Zhou Li knew that if Qianhu's majestic figure like an iron tower really hugged Hou Jue, then Hou Jue's three coffins should be able to be placed upright.
Fortunately, Qianhu was just excited to see his long-lost flesh and blood, and did not get carried away. Instead, he picked up Hou Jue like a chicken. Looking at the injuries on his body, all kinds of things suddenly appeared in his mind. Tragic picture.
Displaced teenagers pick up rubbish and eat it. They drift on fishing boats to pick up rubbish and eat it. They pick up rubbish in the city and eat it. They work in restaurants and pick up rubbish from the kitchens and eat it. They pick up rubbish and get beaten.
In just a short moment, the man from Qianhu burst into tears. He looked at Hou Jue who was trembling like chaff in front of him, patted his shoulder gently, and said sincerely with a trembling voice:
"Son, I've suffered so much for you."
I sloppy sloppy.
At this time, Hou Jue came back to his senses and felt that his mind was blank. He didn't understand why Qianhu, who always smiled like an eunuch and had evil intentions, actually called his son with chrysanthemums blooming on his face.
Am I going to hell?
No no no no no.
Looking at the kind, gentle and kind-hearted Qian Hu, Hou Jue closed his eyes in despair.
This is much scarier than hell.
"Master Li, don't despair, it's trivial, trivial."
Tang Guan on the side patted the despairing Li Kuan on the back and said comfortingly: "Master Qianhu has a kind heart. It is impossible to kill your whole family. Don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Li Kuan kicked his legs, closed his eyes, and passed out. Hou Jue was extremely envious of Li Kuan at this time, and he wanted to faint and fall to the ground like him. However, Qianhu, who was instilling dragon and tiger energy into his body to heal his injuries, was always paying attention to him, for fear that something would happen to Hou Jue.
About ten minutes later, Li Kuan woke up faintly. Soon, with Guo Lingyun's expression as if he had eaten a fly, everyone cleared up the misunderstanding...
Yet?
"I'm really not your son. My father's name is Hou Deguang and my mother's name is Li Zi. I have never seen you since I was a child in Anshan. Mr. Qianhu, you must have remembered it wrong."
After struggling to explain for a long time, Hou Jue gloriously changed from "the long-lost son of thousands of households" to "the godson entrusted to him by his friends." Under Hou Juesheng's helpless expression, everything settled.
"Please understand."
Pulling Hou Jue aside, Zhou Li said earnestly: "Master Qianhu has Saint Man's Disease. He should be cured in a few days. You have to bear with it for a while. Besides, you have a godfather from Qianhu for no reason." It’s not a bad thing, right?”
"Ah, indeed."
Hou Jue thought about it carefully and felt that what Zhou Li said was quite right, and he suddenly became happy. But soon, he discovered that the boy who pulled him over seemed a bit familiar. He looked at Tang Wan, who was squatting on the ground next to the farmer, and suddenly, the memories of the past few days came to his mind.
"Brother Zhou Li!"
Suddenly, Hou Jue was overjoyed and said, "I didn't expect to see you in Beiliang? Why did you come to Beiliang too?"
Zhou Li was silent.
"not sure."
Zhou Li sighed, "Maybe I want to go home."
Hou Jue was silent.
"By the way, brother Hou Jue, do you have any business coming to Beiliang?"
At this time, Guo Lingyun on the side put his right hand on Hou Jue's shoulder, breaking the awkwardness between the two. He looked at the pale Hou Jue and asked gently: "Did you go to Beijing to banish you with Tao Shen?"
"Isn't that a foreign law?"
Hou Jue muttered, then coughed under Guo Lingyun's gentle and murderous gaze, and said to Zhou Li and others with a solemn expression:
"Everyone, I didn't actually want to come to Beiliang, but I wanted to go to Tianhe City north of Beiliang to visit my old friend."
According to Hou Jue, he wanted to go to Tianhe City via Gaoma on the day he left Lingjiu Mountain, but he missed the only Gaoma that night because of diarrhea. Hou Jue didn't want to be trapped in Shangjing, so he found out that a small town not far from Shangjing also had a high horse station, and there might be a high horse carriage leading to the north.
After driving more than ten miles under the cover of night, Hou Jue arrived at the town called "Congmu Town". When Zhou Li and Tang Wan heard this, they realized that this was the place where they took the high carriage with the ghost monk in it.
Then···
"Firwood is a dead town."
Hou Jue looked solemn and said: "After entering Congmu Town, I found that there was no life in the more than seventy households, and there was not even a soul in the whole town."
"I was alert at that time, took out a long knife and moved forward slowly. Finally, at the end of the town, I found a man wearing a torn monk's robe, with his bare skin ashen as a wolf, crouching on the ground, as if he was doing something. I walked up to him, tapped him on the shoulder, and..."
Thinking of that scene, a look of horror appeared on Hou Jue's face.
"I saw a mutilated face and an exposed brain."
"That's a zombie!"
