Shi Song's opening remarks were not recognized by Xu Zhuchen, which somewhat frustrated him. However, when it comes to Shi Song's greatest advantage, it is his perseverance and indomitable spirit. Just like at this moment, even though Han Ling was desperately trying to wink at him, Shi Song still diligently moved a chair for Xu Zhuchen, saying that she must listen to the latest "Newspeak". Seeing the two of them sitting down in front of him, the pamphlet in Han Ling's hand instantly turned into a hot potato that he could neither eat nor throw away. He swallowed his saliva, made babbling gestures for a long time, and then began to make some conjecture: "Speaking of the general trend of the world, if we divide for a long time, we must unite, and if we unite for a long time, we must divide. Throughout the ages, there have been countless such examples in the long river of history, just like what is said in ancient poems. Said: 'The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes...'" After gesticulating for a while, he secretly raised an eye from behind the booklet and looked at Zhu Chen sitting opposite.
Zhu Chen sat quietly, with his hands crossed and his chin resting on the back of his hands. A pair of red eyes stared at him with a half-smile, which made Han Ling feel scared.
He hurriedly turned through the pages, looking for stories from older times.
"Well, well... In a small town deep in the mountains, there is a family of hard-working old people who make a living by quarrying stones. In order to pick the most beautiful stones, they often go to great lengths to climb high mountains..."
"The Stone Lady who robbed the rich and gave to the poor." Xu Zhuchen interrupted, "You told this story half a year ago."
"There is a mountain peak in the far north. The peak towers into the clouds. The peak is covered with thick white snow for many years. No one has ever climbed to the top. One day, a golden light fell from the sky and split the mountain into a huge lake……"
"The Legend of Dragon Birth, this is the birth of the 'Moon Dragon'. Aren't we going to listen to this story together?"
"There is Maqi Mountain above the vast sea, which stretches for thousands of miles and only appears on rainy days. Sailors often say, 'Maqi Mountain, Maqi Mountain, there is Yingchou Stream above and Qinglong Yuan below'."
"I remember this too! Last year on Shi Song's birthday, he told Mr. Storyteller the story of Ma Qishan three times."
"...Legend has it that there is a peerless dancer who was born in the Song Dynasty. She was so famous that she was once ordered by His Majesty to come to Beijing. It happened to be that day when her float team met Cheng, who was going to Beijing for the last time to report on his duties. king……"
"Hey, hey! Old Han, you told this story once this morning!"
Han Ling gave Shi Song a hard blow and said, "Are you still excited? Who came up with this bad idea? Huh?"
Shi Song was beaten by him until he screamed. Adhering to his abundant martial arts and his little desire to show off in front of Xu Zhuchen, he jumped up from his seat with a "scratch" and reached out to grab Han Ling.
Xu Zhuchen came back, and those nightmarish fantasies came to nothing. The two of them seemed to have been untied from some restraints. They finally returned to their usual happy and fun-loving self, running around the table in the guest room, just like two people. A puppy that only wags its tail.
Seeing that the two of them were about to cause some serious disaster, Xu Zhuchen shook his head helplessly, and with one hand, he caught the two people who were "circling the bed to get green plums".
"Actually, you didn't read any Newspaper books at all, right?" She lifted the two people up with a smile, forcing them to shake hands and make peace, "I read Han Ling's little book, and I didn't change a word, so I knew , there really is something new, you must be waiting for me to watch it together."
Shi Song was a little embarrassed. As soon as he put it down, he scratched his head and said, "Well, actually, Zhu Chen, we all missed you while you were away."
Before he finished speaking, Han Ling plopped on the table, snatched back his pamphlet, and said in disbelief: "Zhu Chen, are you serious? I have so many stories here, and you can remember them?"
Xu Zhuchen raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly:
"Of course, who doesn't know that my memory is unparalleled in the world!"
Han Ling and Shi Song burst into laughter. Their voices gradually blurred, merged into one, and became shrill again: "Really? So confident?"
Xu Zhuchen was startled and raised his head, but the scene in front of him became a little distorted. She stood up suddenly, her vision suddenly turned black, and she almost fell to the ground.
"Oh, you girl." The high-pitched voice sounded again, "How can you be so troublesome?"
A bunch of strange pictures flashed before Xu Zhuchen's eyes. She tried to steady her mind and asked, "Sister Feng?"
Something warm moved away from her chest, and Xu Zhuchen felt light all over. The stagnation in her chest disappeared, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
Li Fenglong, who was dressed in blue and white clothes, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. With her other warm and dry hand, she slowly covered Xu Zhuchen's eyes. She said, "Your memory is unparalleled in the world. Let me test you." Where did we first meet?”
Xu Zhuchen laughed softly and did not resist. He just took a deep breath and pretended to be confused: "Well, where is it? Maybe six years ago, a man and his goods fell into Zhishui and were passed by. The heroine in white rescued her and formed a bad relationship?"
Li Fenglong laughed out loud and gently let go of his hand, not forgetting to tell her: "When you open your eyes, cover them with your hands, and slow down."
Xu Zhuchen followed his kindness and slowly opened his eyes.
There is a thatched roof above the head, and the solid wood beams are not carved, but appear steady and simple, with a natural wildness, which is exactly Li Fenglong's style. Xu Zhuchen smiled faintly and stretched out his left hand to grab something, but was suddenly stunned.
"she--"
Li Fenglong grabbed both of her shoulders with both hands to prevent Xu Zhuchen from moving too much and causing the wound to tear: "Little Lianhua is fine. She just went to get stitches, and they can't be used here." As she said this, she pressed twice on Xu Zhuchen's body. Down, instantly taking away all her strength.
Normally, Xu Zhuchen would have been able to fight her with a few moves. But Xu Zhuchen also knew that this was an extraordinary moment. Even if she could still gather her inner strength, there was no need to risk her heart rupture to question the old friend who had just saved the two of them.
She lay down again, her attitude could be described as docile, but her bright red eyes stared closely at Li Fenglong.
Li Fenglong really felt uncomfortable being stared at by her. She had always suspected that Xu Zhuchen had some special power that could make the people she stared at feel sore and numb, as if they were bitten by insects.
"If you have anything to say, just ask." Li Fenglong couldn't help but grab a handful of the ponytail tied high on the back of his head, and changed himself into a comfortable position, "The pair of young ladies you brought are very good. They are savvy and proficient in the rules and regulations there, so I assigned them the work. Today, I will be here to serve you."
Xu Zhuchen thought of his conversation with Xiao Mei, and it turned out that Li Fenglong had listened to it. She couldn't help but laugh.
"Xiao Mei - your little lotus, has she always been here with you?"
Li Fenglong played with the ends of his hair carelessly: "How is it possible? I didn't expect that she could survive the fire. I did know her name at the time, 'Porridge Girl', but I had never seen her, let alone Said he was going to find her."
"Later, I was discussing business with Wang He for the first time. I was scared! That old man had no courage and insisted on taking me to see his dungeon!
"I happened to lose my gun inside, and I happened to be trapped for an hour. During this hour, a child who was tortured to the point of breaking his legs used his treasure to beg me to save him. Save 'Porridge Girl'."
Xu Zhuchen stared at Li Fenglong's small movements - her hands gradually became slower and slower, and she used more strength when tearing her hair. She sighed for no reason: "Sister Feng, there is no need for you to bear the sins of those people."
Li Fenglong did not answer her, but slowly pulled out a white hair from three thousand blue hairs.
"I didn't know how to save her at that time, I could only wait. By the time I saw her for the first time, she was covered in bruises and had lost all her internal strength.
"In order to save her, I made a small deal with her."
When Xu Zhuchen heard "lost all internal strength", her breath was already stagnant. After Li Fenglong calmly uttered the word "deal", she almost jumped up from the hospital bed.
"Zhu Chen, do you know that there is a stone that can condense internal energy. Carrying this stone with you, even people without internal energy can exert great power. Unfortunately, before 'Han Ling', I I have never thought about how people without inner strength can use this kind of power.”
She turned her face, with an expression on her face that seemed to be smiling or crying: "Zhu Chen, it's actually very simple. Just like using internal power normally, use those powers through the body. The only difference is that using this ill-gotten wealth 'The cost is life force."
"She agreed."
Xu Zhuchen tried her best to control her emotions, and she observed her surroundings as calmly as possible - Xiao Mei was not there, there was no one else inside or outside the house, and even Jiang Litian, who was usually by Li Fenglong's side, was moved away. She looked at Li Fenglong, and the answer was obvious.
"...It took you a long time to know that there would be such side effects, right?" She stabilized her heart and asked calmly, "But you still haven't forgiven yourself. Do you want me to judge you?"
Li Fenglong didn't speak, he just turned his back and laughed a little hard. After a long while, she said: "Zhu Chen, you came to Zhiyang to look for 'Han Ling', right? Now that the answer is in front of you, do you still want to keep this 'fake Han Ling'?"
She turned around suddenly. Her long hair was tied up high, her mask was tight, and she was wearing a gender-neutral long trousers. At first glance, she actually looked a bit like Han Ling himself.
Xu Zhuchen felt a little disappointed. She sighed and said with a smile: "How could someone who protected me all the way, wanted to save me from danger, and even risked his identity being exposed in exchange for Zhiyang's peace and tranquility? Is it something I can judge?”
After she finished speaking, she turned to Li Fenglong and said seriously, word for word: "Only one person can judge the transaction between you and Ah Zhu, and the mistakes you think you made." She stared at the door, silently raising her eyebrows. The corner of his mouth said, "Azadirachta, what do you think?"
The closed door rang slightly, and the woman in black clothes and black hair looked pale, but with a soft smile:
"Although Xiao Mei's memory is damaged, he still has some morals. How can a moral person condemn his savior?"
