"Why are you so drunk? Help the person down quickly..."
Wu En carried Zhou Sen, who was already drunk and unconscious, from the carriage, and followed Bai Yulan and Axiang's instructions to send him to the guest room.
"How much did you drink?" Bai Yulan asked with a frown.
"I don't know either. I was guarding outside and didn't go in." Wu En scratched his head and said with a smile.
A Xiang glared at Wu En, as if blaming him.
Wu En was even more confused now, like a child who had done something wrong, his face turned red and he didn't know how to explain it.
"Okay, Ah Xiang, go to the kitchen and make a bowl of hangover soup. He's so drunk that he probably won't be able to get better when he gets up early tomorrow morning." Bai Yulan ordered.
"Okay, Sister Lan." Axiang agreed and went out.
"Wun, where did your young master go drinking today?"
"Just, it's the one about 'Martial Arts'..." Wu En didn't know many words, and he had never been to Musashino before.
"Musashino?" Bai Yulan was shocked when she heard this. This is a place that only entertains Japanese people. Why did Zhou Sen go there for no reason and get so drunk?
No wonder he looked very thoughtful when she asked in the afternoon. He was hiding something in his heart. How could such a talkative and careless man have such serious thoughts?
"Yes, yes, that's the 'Musashino'." Wu En nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, go and fetch a basin of hot water." Bai Yulan stopped asking questions and asked Wu En in vain.
"OK."
…
"Yu Lan, Yu Lan, don't go, don't go, we still have to have several babies..." Suddenly, Bai Yulan's arm was grabbed by a strong force.
Bai Yulan turned around and saw that she was really dumbfounded: She was so drunk, but she still didn't forget to tease herself!
"let go……"
Bai Yulan tried to open Zhou Sen's hand, but found that the force was not weak, and it couldn't be opened immediately. She was afraid that she would hurt her fingers by forcefully opening it, so she had to take a hairpin from your head and use a pointed That end came up in the tiger's mouth!
Zhou Sen felt the pain and really let go of his hand. Bai Yulan also breathed a sigh of relief. If she didn't let go all night, wouldn't she have to wait here all night?
"Here comes the hot water."
"Hel him sit up, take off his shoes, and soak his feet. This will help him sober up," Bai Yulan said.
Without saying a word, Wu En put down the basin, took off Zhou Sen's leather boots, pulled off his socks, and submerged his feet into the hot water.
After soaking for four or five minutes, I saw that the skin below the ankles was red. I lifted my feet, wiped them dry, and stuffed them into the bed.
"Sister Lan, here comes the hangover soup. How do you drink it?"
"Come here and hold your nose, and I'll just pour it down." Bai Yulan said simply and rudely.
"ah……"
Zhou Sen had a dream. He dreamed that he was tied to a stool by the Japanese, first a tiger stool, and then they poured pepper water on him.
That's a terrible thing. If it weren't for his willpower, he might have spoken.
Later it seemed that I couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.
When he woke up, he opened his eyes and found that the roof in front of him looked familiar. This time, he did not lose his memory. He drank with Shibuya Saburo and Akiyama Nosuke at "Musashino" last night, and what he said was vivid in his mind. Head.
He was helped by the waiter to leave, and then Wu En put him in the car, and then asked him where he was going...
Did he send himself to Ningxiang Pavilion?
It was not completely bright yet, and it was foggy outside. Zhou Sen couldn't sleep, so he got up and poured a glass of boiled water.
The boiling water in the kettle that had been left overnight has now turned into lukewarm water that is not too hot, just enough to be imported.
After drinking a large cup in one go, my stomach felt warm and my hunger was relieved a little.
Since ancient times, this was a banquet that had no good words, not to mention that it was a Japanese treat. He had already prepared for the worst.
Unexpectedly, the trouble was more serious than I imagined.
Whether he is a "Russian traitor" or a "Han traitor", he will inevitably die in the end, but reality forces him to do it.
If you don’t do it, you will die now.
Sifanglou, in the southern suburbs of Bingcheng, is in short supply of a "big road" for experimentation. He didn't even have a blood relative. No one knew about his death, and it was even said that his body had been collected.
Is he afraid of death?
Of course I am afraid, who is not afraid of death?
To say that you are not afraid of death is predicated. No one can say that they are not afraid of death without meaning.
There is nothing shameful about living, but it depends on how you live.
He couldn't sit still and wait for death. Even if he was a fish, he would do his best to jump around a few times before dying.
You can't be inferior to a fish, right?
Even if you really can't survive, you still have to drag a few Japanese devils to support you, and it's not a waste of time for you to come to this era.
Aren't they forcing themselves to be "traitors"? They can also respond passively, work hard, procrastinate, and be lazy.
But if you do this, it will be easy for the Japanese to see through it. Whether it is Shibuya Saburo or Akiyama Nosuke, it is not easy to talk to.
This trick can be used, but once it is used, it will be difficult to gain their trust. Of course, it is unrealistic to want them to completely trust you.
The Japanese are looking for the roster that Anthony's father may leave behind. This thing is very important to them.
Because if this roster exists, it must be the foundation for Anthony's father to settle down and live, and will never be easily handed over to anyone, not even his adopted son.
It was impossible to carry it with him. Since the Japanese arranged for him to perform such a top-secret mission, they would definitely not tell him in advance. Of course, it was impossible for him to carry the roster with him. If he was found out, he would be stupid.
Therefore, it makes sense for the Japanese to judge that the roster is in Ice City. There is no reason why Anthony's father would put such a confidential document on him.
So the most likely places to hide things must be the places where Anthony often stays, at home, in the company, and at the racecourse club...
Whatever he can think of, the Japanese can also think of it. If the Japanese only doubt the identity of Anthony's father, and then doubt themselves, then they only need to screen, and there is no need to value themselves so much.
In his opinion, the reasons why the Japanese value him are far-fetched. He is the adopted son of Anthony's father, and it is natural for him to inherit his career and position.
Do those people arranged by Father Anthony to lurk must recognize him as his adopted son? Even if they admitted it, couldn't they find someone to pretend to be themselves? Wouldn't it be easier to control them? Why would they have to come forward themselves?
Except for one thing.
The Japanese cannot master the method of connection and awakening, and this method is only mastered by him. However, there is no trace of the connection in the memory of the original body.
Is it a memory loss, or does it require a specific environment or situation to awaken it?
Dongdong...
Suddenly a knock on the door woke him up from his reverie.
"who?"
"Brother Sen, it's me." Axiang's voice came from outside the door, "Can I come in?"
"It's okay, come in."
Axiang opened the door and came in carrying a tray with a bowl of millet porridge, corn buns and pickles.
"Sister Lan said that when a hungover person wakes up the next day, it's best to eat something light and nourishing, so I made some millet porridge." Axiang brought it to him in the same way. , explained.
"I can just eat it myself, and I asked you to bring it to me." Zhou Sen said movedly.
"It's okay, I just don't know how long you will sleep, Brother Sen. I'll bring it over first to have a look." Axiang pursed her lips and said with a smile.
"Okay, wait until I wash up before eating." Zhou Sen is not used to eating in the morning without washing his face and brushing his teeth.
"Then I can bring you hot water?"
"No, just cold water will do. I have to wake up," Zhou Sen said.
I relaxed my bladder after holding it all night, then washed my face, brushed my teeth, and had breakfast. A bowl of millet porridge and two steamed buns were indeed a bit too much for an adult man.
However, for Zhou Sen's current stomach, it is not suitable to eat too much and needs to be nourished and slowed down.
After breakfast, he thought about it. This person is here. It would be inappropriate not to meet him and express his gratitude. Besides, he also learned from Axiang that Bai Yulan had been taking care of him and drank the sobering soup before leaving. This was also The reason why his head didn't hurt so much when he woke up the next morning after being hungover.
Opening the door curtain and leaning on the door frame, I saw Bai Yulan actually embroidering flowers under the lamp. It should be something like a round fan.
"If you want to come in, come in. Why are you banging on the door frame? You've let the heat in my room escape." Bai Yulan glanced at him sideways and said.
"Last night, I drank too much, so you fed me the hangover soup, right?" Zhou Sen walked over and sat down directly on the carpet, leaning against Bai Yulan's legs.
"You want to say, I care about you so much, am I falling in love with you?" Bai Yulan's fingers flew, and she threaded the needle quickly. She was obviously a skilled worker, and she should have been working as a female prostitute.
"I'm not that vulgar." Zhou Sen said lazily, "You must be afraid that I'll get drunk and lose such a big sponsor."
"Go to hell!" Bai Yulan raised her kick and was about to kick Zhou Sen out. However, Zhou Sen had already anticipated Bai Yulan's violent temper and predicted her actions.
Bai Yulan's kick missed, and the needle in her hand suddenly pierced her finger. She let out an ouch and screamed in pain.
Zhou Sen hurriedly reached out and grabbed Bai Yulan's pricked finger. A bright red drop of blood came out. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and sucked it in.
"Zhou Sen, what are you doing..."
"Miss Xiao Xiangning, please come in. This is where my sister Lan receives guests." The door curtain was suddenly opened, and Axiang led a pretty woman in from the outside.
The two girls were stunned when they saw Zhou Sen grabbing Bai Yulan's finger with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
When Jiang Rou saw Zhou Sen, her eyes widened in shock, and she subconsciously reached out to cover her mouth to hide her inner shock at the moment.
She never expected that she would meet Zhou Sen when she came here specifically to visit Bai Yulan today.
She came over without notifying her in advance, so this encounter was not intentional. What does this mean...
Jiang Rou thought of it in her mind.
"Xiaorou is here, come on, let's get to know each other, this is your sister-in-law!" Zhou Sen stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, stood up, pointed at Bai Yulan and introduced.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a heartbreaking pain behind his right thigh.
