What's Shen Qingwu's identity?
That's the leader of the beggars' sect, the largest sect in the world.
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
Where there are rivers and lakes, there are beggars' sect.
The result of this kind of promotion is that where there are people, there are people of the beggars' sect, so there is no one Shen Qingwu, who can't be found by the leader of the beggars' sect.
But at this time, Shen Qingwu said she couldn't find Li Nanfang.
Doesn't it mean that Li Nanfang is not in this world?
Jing Hongming just came up with this idea in her mind, and a lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiaoming, do you think that guy is dead?"
Hearing Shen Qingwu's words, Jing Hongming almost cocked her nose. She immediately forgot the horror of the woman in front of her. She roared: "fart, who's dead? That smelly boy won't die. If you can't find anyone, you'll talk nonsense - EH."
Director Jing Hong, who is used to swearing, suddenly stops and looks at his mobile phone, falling into a strange silence.
Five seconds later.
Jing Hongming blinked, trying to break the silence with a sorry word, but the opposite cry broke out first.
"Jing Hongming, you heartless man! I serve you at home every day, give you three children, you are not satisfied, just scold me for such a little thing. OK, you scold me. I'll let you die. Wuwuwu -- "
The cry was very sad, as if it were heartbreaking.
Jing Hongming didn't feel any pain at all. On the contrary, her hair stood up all over her body and her scalp was about to burst.
Shen Qingwu is not as weak and pitiful as she was when she was on the phone. If she doesn't find a way to stabilize her, God knows if she will lift the roof of director Jing Hong's house.
It's all the trouble that Li Nanfang caused me!
Jing Hongming scolds fiercely in her heart, and reorganizes her language.
But as a result, Shen Qingwu took the initiative to hang up.
"I'd rather eat three jin of earth than provoke Shen Qingwu."
This sentence, like a magic spell, whirled back and forth in Jing Hongming's mind.
Inexplicably, Shen Qingwu, who was scolded by Jing Hongming, was a little annoyed at the moment.
Of course, the reason for his anger is not that Jing Hongming dares to scold her, otherwise he will not be scolded again and pretend to be widowed and cry on the phone.
Shen Qingwu, who has the pure blood of an ancient family, is so arrogant that he won't be angry at someone's unintentional loss.
At best, it's just a way of hanging up the phone to make people feel inexplicable tension.
You know, it's a big price to deal with any one of them. It's more difficult to tease them than to kill them directly.
Therefore, Shen Qingwu really didn't want to trick director Jing Hong.
The reason why she hung up was that she saw the beggars' sect elder in Qingshan city come to her in a hurry.
"Gang leader, we have a brother who is crazy."
The elder doesn't have any more nonsense. He says the most urgent problem when he opens his mouth.
Shen Qingwu's leisurely posture weakened a little, straightened up and looked into the distance.
The silly little beggar, with the help of his companions, was dragged away after making sure that the leader could see the situation clearly.
Shen Qingwu is silent.
She came to Castle Peak for a long time. The reason why she spent so long here is to fulfill her promise to Jing Hongming.
Throw Li Nanfang out of sight for at least half a year.
The agreed time node is the business crisis contact of southern group. So on the night of the curtain call of the International Textile Expo, Shen Qingwu should take action.
However, due to the existence of Su yaqi'er, the operation had to be postponed for one day.
No one thought that Su yaqi'er had left. Li Nanfang suddenly disappeared after encountering a young girl.
It's just looking for someone. It's not a big deal for the beggars' sect.
Shen Qingwu has the ability to tease Longteng, but it's hard to find someone.
But all the beggars' sect disciples in Qingshan spread out and didn't find any news. Now there is another crazy brother.
Those who can join the beggars' sect are not simply beggars.
At least, the beggar should be physically and mentally sound. Even if they are physically and mentally unsound, they must have some special skills to gain the local elders' insight.
The crazy brother is a normal person.
Normal people say crazy is crazy, the only explanation is that someone is operating in the dark, deliberately so that everyone can not find Li Nanfang.
To drive people crazy, instead of killing them directly, is nothing more than a signal to the outside world.
That is to tell the people behind the little beggar not to try to find Li Nanfang. He is not in danger. Unless, you really want him in danger.
Shen Qingwu really doesn't care whether Li Nanfang is in danger or not.
The man who secretly took Li Nanfang away, if he let the boy disappear, Shen Qingwu would feel that it would be easy, and he didn't have to think so much about it.
But now it's different.
The opponent used a crazy little brother to warn her, the leader of the beggars' sect.
How can Shen Qingwu, who has always been arrogant and full of disdain for everything, easily accept other people's warning.
"Tell the following brothers not to change, just keep an eye on the movements of the southern group and those women."
Shen Qingwu waves to the elders around him. As for how to settle the unexpected gang members, it doesn't need her to bother.
The elder was ordered to leave.
Shen Qingwu sits down again, takes out his mobile phone, presses the number just now, and dials back again.
"Little life."
Jinghong life picked up the phone, heard the sound of crisp to the bone of the address, only feel incomparable headache.
If we didn't know that castle peak was far away from Beijing, even if it was flying, it would be impossible to fly over in a few minutes. Jing Hongming had no doubt that the woman on the other end of the phone might be standing at the door of his office.
"Come on, what's the matter?"
If you lose, you don't lose.
No matter how scared Shen Qingwu was, Jing Hongming could not take the initiative to apologize or explain any misunderstanding.
What's more, director Jing Hongda has a lot of resources every day, and he has no time to waste his mind on this small matter.
How can Shen Qingwu do it? He'll follow.
It's not like I haven't been teased by this woman.
Just a few minutes later, Shen Qingwu took the initiative to call, which either proved that she found Li Nanfang, or that she encountered irresistible trouble in the process of looking for Li Nanfang.
Jing Hongming hopes the former.
Unfortunately, the fact is not what he wants.
"I need all the information about Yang's coffin."
When it comes to business, Shen Qingwu will be a little restrained.
And her this obviously solemn request, let Jing Hongming also can't help but pay attention to.
"Yang coffin? I'll send you all the information. But there's really nothing remarkable about that girl. "
"Not before, but now."
Shen Qingwu's smile is intertwined with Jing Hongming's doubts. At the same time, Shen Qingwu expresses his concern for a person they never care too much about.
At the same time, Li Nanfang is also paying attention to this man.
In the early morning, after he was brought to this small bungalow by Yang's coffin, he could not help but live a kind of Paradise like life.
Exquisite farmhouse rice is not so good in craftsmanship and taste.
Looking back on the past days, no matter in Duan's family or Shen's family in Seoul, what they eat every day is basically the food cooked by the Royal chef.
There is no need to consider the roast fish of Bodhisattva at the foot of zanglong mountain.
Longcheng, who has the potential to be a good wife and mother, doesn't know who he learned to take out with. Li Nanfang didn't get a hot meal a few days ago.
Until today, the dishes fried in the big pot in the farmyard are in full bloom in front of Li Nanfang.
This scene made him think of the scene that before he was 14 years old, he was waiting for his teacher's mother to shout for dinner every day.
It has to be said that under Yang Xiao's coercion, Zhanxing God, who has been transformed into Yang's coffin, has made great progress in his cooking skills. He has perfectly implemented Wang's idea of grasping the man's heart through Li NanFang's stomach.
After a good meal, Yang Xiao and Li often have Xiliang mountain in the south.
After the tour, they went back to the small bungalow, sat side by side on the sofa and watched some boring TV plays.
Until night falls, Yang Xiao goes to prepare dinner again.
Then he replaced Yang's identity as Zhanxing God and brought the delicious dinner into the house. Li Nanfang recovered from some inexplicable state of mind.
"Am I living a day of love with her?"
Li Nanfang asked himself that he was shocked by his performance.
It's true that he was calm all day, like a man in love.
But the problem is that when Mr. Li recalls it, he just feels that everything is like an illusion. It's like becoming a puppet. Whatever Yang coffin said, he would follow the woman's words.
In addition to a little aunt, who has seen Li Nanfang can sit quietly with a beautiful woman, half a day without any action.
Yang coffin body seems to have a kind of magic, so that he can't go to profane.
Aware of these, Li Nanfang will of course observe Yang's coffin with a kind of scrutiny.
But after observing for a long time, I didn't find any clue.
All the feelings at the moment are very real, especially when he subconsciously stopped Yang's body, and she didn't show any resistance. Li Nanfang laughed bitterly that he thought too much.
Is he thinking too much?
The answer is, definitely not.
In order to let Li Nanfang treat himself with the attitude towards his lover, and not make indecent moves in the daytime, Yang Xiao has made great efforts for this.
You know, to turn a scum into Liu Xiahui is more difficult than to turn a chaste woman into ten thousand riders.
Yang Xiao wants a love that her body can bear.
At the same time, she doesn't want Li Nanfang to lose the feeling between men and women when she is with her.
So after a whole day's contact, Li Nanfang will only feel like he is in a dream, while Yang Xiao is suffering.
Pain and happiness, that's what I mean.
So when night falls, Li Nanfang gets a real feeling, while Yang Xiao is more painful.
"Why can't I really be with him? Why do I still have a dying sign of heart bursting once I get emotional?"
Hearing the voice of zhanxingshen, Yang Xiao said in secret and turned to the West.
The figure in white turned into a breeze, and she just wanted to fill the lonely and empty heart under the long night with her blood.
"No, he doesn't like to see me kill people!"
After that, Yang Xiao returned to the big tree in front of the small bungalow in the west of Xiliang village.
Only in order not to let the beloved smell the smell of blood, a demon gave up the tyranny of the world.
It's a joke to say that Li Nanfang undertakes the mission of saving mankind.
Yang Xiao didn't kill people that night, which is the credit of Li Nanfang.