Wei Yanwu and Chen Fan spent the whole day analyzing the information about suspicious people in Niulang's shop. Wu Xiu and Husky knew that they could not help, so they went out to spend a good day on Fusang Street at dusk. After returning home at the end of the day and going to the bathroom to take a shower and give the husky a hair blow, the Cowherd guy dressed as a waiter knocked on the door of the three of them again:
"You three, the welcome dinner prepared by Mr. Ziyan for everyone will start at seven o'clock. Please don't be late for the three protagonists?"
In response, Wei Yanwu said that he understood. After sending away the waiter Niu Lang, Wei Yanwu gently stroked his forehead, stood up from the chair and began to twist his waist: "Oh my god, you can't sit for a long time when you get older. My waist can’t bear it.”
After closing his laptop, Chen Fan looked at Wei Yanwu expressionlessly: "But Uncle Wei, aren't you still under forty years old? Only people in their fifties and sixties can say things like age. "
Realizing that Chen Fan's tone today was full of gunpowder, Wei Yanwu smacked his lips and didn't care too much about it: "Well, that's true, but my physical condition is not as good as that of people under forty, Xiao Chen, just Please be more considerate and considerate.”
Realizing the tendency of his words to go too far, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile: "Well, I'll just say it casually. Uncle Wei doesn't need to take it to heart. Everyone is different, right?"
Wu Xiu, who had just finished blowing the husky here, looked at Chen Fan and Wei Yanwu smiling at each other, with a puzzled look on his face: "I said, why are you two laughing? If you have this time, you should clean up your face and take care of your clothes. Let's go to the dinner party again, I don't want to be embarrassed in front of that big shot."
Looking at Wu Xiu in surprise, Chen Fan couldn't quite understand his anxiety: "What? Is it the resonance between human beings and monsters that makes you like Zi Yan, the leading cowherd, so much? Or is it that you, a dead human being, have finally awakened? The female in your heart has decided to work in the store from now on?"
As he spoke, Chen Fan came up with some enthusiasm: "Hey, if that's really the case, have you thought about your debut stage name? Are you going to imitate a purple smoke and be named Golden Retriever Lion King?" "
"Is there a connection between Golden Retriever Lion King and Zi Yan!? Oh no, who wants to be a Cowherd? I want to ask him why his skin is so well maintained!!!" Chen Fan almost led him into trouble. Wu Xiu angrily threw the brush that had just been used to brush the husky dog's hair at him, but Chen Fan easily grabbed it and threw it back into the box: "Oh, I was just kidding, why can't you even joke? ?Uncle Wei, look at him."
As soon as he said this, Wu Xiu suddenly had an expression on his face that said, "I really want to beat you to death." However, he had never been able to take advantage of Chen Fan in terms of close combat. In addition, he had to attend a dinner party soon and could not show up with scars, otherwise Wu Xiu would not be able to show up with scars. No matter what, Xiu had to settle the score with Chen Fan.
Seeing Wu Xiu starting to rub the husky's head with a sulky look on his face, Wei Yanwu couldn't help but glared at Chen Fan: "Okay, stop making trouble. There just happen to be a lot of customers at this dinner party. If you two have a chance, ask more about what happened recently. Is there any suspicious person or thing happening in the store? Niu Lang will consider the impact of the store and avoid the minor issues, but old customers don’t have so many concerns if they are happy.”
After formulating the plan for tonight's activities, Wei Yanwu went to the bathroom to take care of his appearance. .
Just looking at the door that Wei Yanwu closed after entering the bathroom, Wu Xiu scratched the husky's head in confusion: "It's strange, how come Uncle Wei is so familiar with women's thoughts? Hasn't he only been a cowherd for two days?"
Chen Fan was also impressed by Wu Xiu's thinking and explained to him angrily: "Are you stupid? When Uncle Wei was young, he was the most powerful person in Vienna, the musical capital of Holy Rome. In that kind of society where aristocrats gathered together, young ladies were everywhere. After staying in a luxurious city for several years, how could Uncle Wei not be able to please women?"
Nodding in understanding, Wu Xiu suddenly looked at Chen Fan: "Speaking of which, are you doing your old habits again? When you were in elementary school, you lost your temper because a girl was disobedient when you were in the team, and you even slapped her. You got a slap in the face, so the teacher called you a parent. After all these years, I still think that you have learned to curb your irritable temper when things are not under your control. Why did it start again today? "
Just as he raised his hand to twist his hair and put it into a bun, Chen Fan snorted coldly when he heard this: "Ha, I admit that I am a little annoyed, but just like Wu Xiu, who is willing to trust Uncle Wei unconditionally, I don't trust anyone."
After that, Chen Fan adjusted the collar of his clothes and walked out of the room without looking back.
With the soft click of the door being closed, Wu Xiu reluctantly lowered his head and hugged the husky: "Both of them have their own considerations, and they are both so disturbing. If the world were full of smart people, it would be really difficult. I don’t know what it will be like! But...is it really that difficult to trust others? Husky..."
Wu Xiu responded with two barks, and the husky, who didn't understand anything, happily arched into Wu Xiu's arms, causing him to scream: "Ah! Stupid dog! Even the hair is on my clothes. I spent so much money on it." It took a long time to take care of it! Ha-shi-qi-"
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Weaving through the crowd of people at the dinner, Chen Fan walked freely in the gap that everyone subconsciously avoided. It didn't take long before he came to the corner near the stage. He took the bottle of wine from the waiter Niulang and slowly tasted it alone. .
While drinking the drink, Chen Fan looked around, but wherever he looked, men and women subconsciously averted their eyes, completely canceling Chen Fan's plan to collect information.
Helpless, Chen Fan could only retract his gaze, and even his interest in appearing on stage completely dissipated.
After all, my frightening appearance only adds to the fun. In that case, why bother to make trouble for Wei Yanwu and Wu Xiu's dinner party?
After making the decision, Chen Fan completely shrank in the corner. He even stretched out his hand to lightly outline a faint white line on the chair and murmured softly:
"Hidden, hidden, sage at the top of the tower, wise man hiding from the world;
Guided by your wisdom, touched by your gaze;
Please grant me darkness, please help me dissipate;
Tarot Hermit. "
As the last two words came out of Chen Fan's mouth, invisible black mist slowly rose from his feet, and soon it wrapped Chen Fan's whole body without anyone noticing, completely fading out of people's sight. vision.
Just like that, Chen Fan drank the drink he brought in a muffled voice, and the words he said to Wu Xiu suddenly rang in his ears: "But just like Wu Xiu, you are willing to trust Uncle Wei unconditionally, I will not trust anyone. "
Yes, you have obviously saved so many worlds, but not only is no one aware of it, but your own existence will soon be forgotten by the worlds you saved. Even if you only have this experience once, it is enough.
However, what Chen Fan knew or didn't know, this kind of experience had already happened so many times that it would be meaningless to count them with numbers.
In this case, how can you trust others if you know this?
He picked up the bottle and drank it in one gulp like a self-mockery. Just as Chen Fan was about to get up and get another bottle, he suddenly saw Wei Yanwu leading the husky to the stage with a look of helplessness, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Taking out his cell phone from his inner pocket, Chen Fan found that it was already seven o'clock, which was exactly the time when he, three people and one dog were supposed to appear.
But, forget it, why didn’t Wu Xiu show up on time?
Just as he was wondering, Chen Fan saw Zi Yan twisting his waist and walking forward from the backstage. While grabbing everyone's attention, he could also see that he was holding two long glasses filled with champagne in his hands, speaking affectionately. He handed one to Wei Yanwu: "Old Wei, why are you alone on the stage? Why aren't Xiao Wu and Xiao Chen here?"
Taking the long-legged cup with a wry smile, Wei Yanwu was also helpless: "Xiao Wu was rubbed all over by the husky, so he needs to deal with it before he comes back; Xiao Chen...he has something to do, so he will come right away."
Seeing that Wei Yanwu did not drink the champagne immediately, Zi Yan shook her head regretfully, picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, stepped back and began to applaud: "Everyone, this welcome dinner has officially begun. Let's eat well, drink and have fun." , enjoy this night to the fullest——"
Clapping politely, Wei Yanwu saw Husky twisting his body and standing up, nodding with his head that just reached his chest and waving his front paws. Just as his mood improved, he was shocked by Zi Yan's next words. A sudden turn of events:
"After all, this is also the last time for most people here to have fun."
In an instant, a cold light flashed from the backstage, bypassing the purple smoke that took a step back, sweeping across the entire stage, and dissipated into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
With his whole body on the same spot, Wei Yanwu watched helplessly as the husky fell from the standing position and neatly and smoothly split into two halves from the waist, falling to the ground and whimpering in confusion: "Woof?"
Not understanding at all why he, who had an alloy body, would withdraw from the scene, the husky struggled and twisted his body, let out a few last whimpers, and then lay in a pool of blood and stopped moving.
The audience in the audience did not show any surprise or disgust at all. Instead, they applauded one after another, as if they were cheering for the swordsman who successfully cut off the husky.
Only then did Chen Fan react. After standing up in shock, he saw a petite white-haired girl holding a knife walking out from the backstage. The wrist holding the knife was slightly twisted.
Before Chen Fan could do anything, Wu Xiu's figure wandered out from nearby, and the figures closest to him immediately stood up, took out knives from their respective bags or pockets, and were about to stab him.
In less than a second, Chen Fan made a decision. With a flick of his wrist, he transformed into several flying knives and threw them out, knocking down those who sneak-attacked Wu Xiu.
Compared to Wei Yanwu, who Hu Weijiu personally said that there was no need to worry about being below level 3 and that there was no obvious trauma after the stabbing, Chen Fan was more inclined to protect Wu Xiu who was struggling at close quarters. However, when he had just knocked down the attacker and walked to Wu Xiu's side, Chen Fan Wu Xiu raised his wrist like lightning and stabbed Chen Fan straight into the throat.
There was a soft click, and Wu Xiu's wrist when he stabbed out the knife was instantly twisted by Chen Fan. Then he hit his face with a headbutt, easily and neatly knocking out Wu Xiu who was controlled again.
Seeing that Chen Fan was out of the crisis, Wei Yanwu breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt severe pain in his waist and abdomen. He quickly stopped breathing and turned his eyes to look at the purple smoke behind him: "You, no, you... what on earth are you?" Who is it? It’s impossible for an ordinary level 3 husky to be killed in half, let alone a level 2 floating spirit."
Xiao Si, who was strolling over, remained silent, just touching his nearly broken wrist, so Zi Yan acted as the speaker: "It's nothing...it's just a religion. Too many words will often reveal one's own information." , after all, we don’t want to be like the villain in the novel, who after completing the mission, will announce a lot of information to himself, and then be passed on by the dying good guy, which will lead to the subsequent defeat.”
As she spoke, Zi Yan lightly snapped her fingers, letting the surrounding Cowherd Shop crowd surround Chen Fan before taking a step forward and extending her white palm towards Wei Yanwu's chest: "Now, completing the task is the most important thing. ah."
Seeing Zi Yan's approaching palm and the dark shadow that appeared after Chen Fan sealed the singer before, Wei Yanwu instantly figured out Zi Yan's purpose: "You want to snatch my spiritual core? You couldn't figure out the singer, so he paid attention to it." Did it hit me? Unfortunately, the mental ability depends on the mental strength of the host, and I, an uncle, don’t have such a powerful ability."
Unhurriedly, she put her hand on Wei Yanwu's chest and began to slowly explore. While looking for the location of the spiritual core, Zi Yan said kindly: "Well, you are worthy of being the second youngest level four master to guess ours so quickly. Purpose, but I advise you not to move around? If you just cut it in half, you can keep your posture and wait for the administration's rescue. However, once you lose your balance and your body breaks apart, you will be like that stupid dog who won't survive long."
He knew that what Zi Yan said was true, but when Wei Yanwu saw Chen Fan, who was stabbing left and right in the crowd, he was getting deeper and deeper, Wu Xiu who was unconscious in his arms, and Xiao Si who walked down the stage towards them. Finally, the figure holding out the tomatoes suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Then, Wei Yanwu sighed deeply:
"Forget it, I won't live long if I don't live long. Originally, I was waiting to die. Xiaojiu is much more generous than the old bald man. The pension will definitely be indispensable."
Therefore, Wei Yanwu took the initiative to break the balance under Zi Yan's astonished gaze, raised his hands to summon the spiritual contract, and then assumed the posture of playing the piano.
"Song Four: The Oath of the Furies."
The low sound resounded throughout the Cowherd's shop in an instant. Except for Chen Fan and Wu Xiu, everyone present's bones creaked in the low sound, and their actions were frozen in place.
Within a few seconds, some people could no longer bear the resonance of the bass, and their bodies fell down like mud with their bones removed, and they collapsed on the ground and turned into a circle of plasticine.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Fan instantly burst out with great strength. He pointed the gun at Xiao Si with one hand and ran with Wu Xiu with the other hand. He quickly broke out of the encirclement and arrived near the exit of Niulang's shop.
Turning to look at Wei Yanwu, Chen Fan, who was sighing that what Sister Xiaojiu said was true, paused for a moment.
The man reflected in his eyes could not resist the pull of gravity after losing his balance, and was completely divided into two parts.
