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Now that Little Chen has rescued us, he has to thank us over and over again. He told us that he wanted to give Uncle a reward so that Uncle could drive the Mercedes-Benz back directly. Uncle wouldn't do it even if he died, so he said some righteous words.

His first uncle was stingy with his methods, but he had never used his extraordinary powers to seek for wealth. This was also what my first uncle often taught me: "As the second kind of person in the world, we bear a responsibility that the first kind do not have. This responsibility will allow us to live a much fuller and more valuable life, but this responsibility cannot be measured with money.

Lu Lei was also very particular about it, he did not ask us about how we handled Little Chen's matter, nor did he ask us about Feng Kun's matter, much less the one million that Lai Qiangzi owed him.

It was almost three in the morning when we left the hospital and returned home. Tang Shituo and I were yawning continuously, but Tang Shituo did not look tired at all, while Eldest Uncle could not tell whether he was sleeping or not, and part of the Spell Array in our home had been destroyed by the lonely ghosts, but it wasn't completely destroyed. Eldest Uncle was busy fixing and strengthening the Spell Array, so I fell asleep right away …

[9 August, ninety-two days of Tang Shituo's lifespan]

When I woke up, Tang Shituo had already been sitting on the sofa for an unknown amount of time, but he was still expressionless as he fiddled with his phone. I asked him if the person who sent the message had sent any messages.

Tang Shituo shook his head: "I have to at least know who the other party is, I've never seen him before, where can I find any clues on him, and even Feng Kun has disappeared without a reason, all the more so, I can't even find his head or tail, where the hell is my informant sleeping at right now?"

Yao Loongxu had also just woken up and was busy washing up in the bathroom. Her first uncle was standing at the window smoking, the breakfast that he had bought was still steaming hot.

After washing up and preparing to eat breakfast, there was a knock on the door from outside. When we opened the door to take a look, it was Dai Changle, who had left us running away at the hotpot restaurant last night, as if nothing had happened, this brat directly entered the house. After he saw the breakfast on the table, he sat down and picked up a fried dough stick, which he started to eat.

Before I could say anything, Yao Loongxu said, "Aiyo, Changle, where did you run off to? Did we eat hotpot together last night? Oh right, when did you leave and did you not see anyone? "

Dai Changle laughed and said: "Oh, didn't you say that last night? That guy just came back and wasn't used to eating hotpot. I just have to go to the toilet because my stomach doesn't feel right, then when I come back, there's no one else. You guys have to make a move fast, don't you think the usual rhythm is just to argue for a while and then call for half an hour? "If I suffer a loss, I will help you guys get back at them after breakfast. Let me tell you, previously, when we were in the United States, those foreigner looked down on the Chinese and I was really shocked when I did a set of broadcast gymnastics …"

This fellow was simply a shameless chatterbox. Everyone ignored him and continued chattering on and on.

I was disgusted by this Dai Changle who abandoned his teammates and escaped from the battle. I didn't even eat breakfast, and from time to time, Yao Loongxu would even ridicule him with a few cold words.

After breakfast, the brat took out three hundred yuan and gave it to his uncle, saying, "Mr Heeming, this is the meal fees for today. Call me at lunch, I'll go back to eat my chicken first.

Yao Loongxu said with a "pei" sound, "Alright, your family has chickens, yet you came here to eat our fried dough sticks, do you have any shame? What's more, do you call me 'Little Sister Loongxu'? "If you don't look in the mirror, your smoky makeup will disgust us, but it won't disgust you, right?"

I quietly explained, "Loongxu, eating chicken is an online game, it's not real chicken …"

However, Dai Changle said confidently: "Little Sister Loongxu, you don't know about this. This is called the Gothic style, it's popular in Europe and it's even in America. However, if Little Sister Loongxu does not like it, I will change my makeup later …"

If you don't put on some makeup, you might not be so disgusting, and your hair, your entire body of spikes, and the things that are hanging from your nose, forget it, I don't want to say it, it's too disgusting. Look at Tang and Brother Shan, then look at yourself, it's easy to get beaten up like this when you go out by yourself, do you know?

Dai Changle scratched his multicolored hair, then touched the ring on his nose, then looked at the clothes he was wearing, then left with a smile.

After Dai Changle left, I asked my first uncle: "What does this Feng Kun mean? Logically speaking, he has no enmity with the Little Chen, even if he had been under Lai Qiangzi's hands before and had some relationship with him, he could have just helped Lai Qiangzi and chased him away. If Lu Lei didn't know you, half of Little Chen would be rotten right? "

His first uncle also shook his head in confusion, and said, "I feel that Feng Kun isn't that kind of person. He is filled with love for his own mother, Liu Guilan.

Yao Loongxu analyzed: "Could it be that Feng Kun is a schizophrenic, that he is both good and bad, that one moment is normal, and the next moment is cold-blooded?"

Tang Shituo scoffed and said, "Earlier, you said that Huanxi and Shang are the same person, while Huanxi is also split his mind. Can you not be so whimsical?"

Yao Loongxu, on the other hand, listened to Tang Shituo very well. After she finished speaking, Tang Shituo pouted and no longer opened his mouth, but looked at me with a wronged expression on his face. I couldn't stand the expression of a woman the most, so I changed my focus and said, "Is it possible that Feng Kun had just run away from the Little Chen?

"Blame?" Nanshan, tell me, I realised that you had a lot of ideas, who would be the one to blame Feng Kun? "

I thought about it, and there were some ideas that were not very clear, so I tried to say: "Uncle, what I mean is, there is someone else who is holding back the soul, and he wants to blame Feng Kun, or perhaps the Tianlun Platform. You also said before, holding back the soul isn't really a brilliant method, which means, holding the soul isn't an exclusive method for Tianlun Platform right? Could it be that Huanxi has captured the soul of the Little Chen, intentionally brought about disaster to Feng Kun, brought about disaster to the Tianlun Platform, and made the conflict between us and the Tianlun Platform even more intense? "

His first uncle frowned and took a drag from his cigarette, "That's unreasonable. If it's like this, then it means that Huanxi and I have long known about the relationship between us, Lu Lei and I have not been in contact for the past ten years. How did he know about my relationship with Lu Lei? Besides, did he even need to do that? Isn't this a bit too much of a detour? "

What his first uncle said made sense. Even if Huanxi knew that Lu Lei knew his first uncle, how could he be sure that Lu Lei would be able to find his first uncle before the Little Chen corpses rotted, and his first uncle would definitely help him as well?

Tang Shituo said: It's possible, Huanxi is unfathomable, we don't know anything about him, but he knows all about us like the palm of his hand, and he even knows many secrets of the Tianlun Platform, for example, he did not leave any contact methods for us, but allowed us to inform him, I suspect that he has some sort of special method to control our situation.

Tang's words caused me to shudder, the merchant already knew all about us, I had even suspected that he was monitoring us, but after inspecting carefully, he did not find any methods to monitor us, and now Tang said that Huanxi also has control over our movements, how could there be any other secrets?

Yao Loongxu went to her room to draw the curtains again, saying that she would have to put on clothes in the future when she slept. I don't have the time to research whether she slept naked, I was only thinking about Feng Kun, Little Chen and the others.

After thinking for a while, I thought of something else and said, "First uncle, the undead body of the scavenger from before was the red robed female ghost's father, Yin Yu's grandfather. He became a undead after his soul was hooked, and Huanxi sent him to our house to investigate our background, and then he was beaten up and chased away by Tang, and later on his head was twisted off by Third Master, who turned into a courier and sent him to our home. I suspect that the one responsible for his death and the one who broke his head, was the Third Master!"

First Uncle nodded and said, "So what?"

"I mean, could it be …"

Just as I was about to finish my sentence, suddenly, I felt a strange itch on my neck. I quickly reached out to scratch my neck to let Yao Loongxu see if there was anything on it. "It's such a hot day, not washing people in one day is so bad …"

He scratched his head a few times, feeling better, but his mind was a little muddled, forgetting where he was talking about just now, forgetting the thoughts that came into his head, this feeling made me very uncomfortable, just like how I said before, when my brain suddenly went short, and also like I was drinking too much broken wine, I only remembered to pour myself a cup at the end, and I didn't know if I drank it or not, and I didn't know what happened next, but the next day, he said that you were really good at drinking, and singing is also not bad, I still don't know when I went to the KTV.

When my first uncle asked me what was wrong, I shook my head and said, "I don't know why. I just forgot what I wanted to say."

"Nanshan, you are still so young, pay attention to your body. Do you feel that you're deaf and deaf, or that your hands and feet are cold at night?"

"Uncle, I do sometimes. What's wrong with me? "Give me your number …"

"Kidney deficiency and kidney failure, be careful to restrain it. Young people do not know how to cherish it. When you pee and wet your face, you will know regret it."

"..."

Lord Third had not made any moves, the Miss Yu was still in his hands, and his first uncle said that he could not sit still and wait for death, so he took the initiative to contact Lord Third.

After opening WeChat, he found the Miss Yu. His first uncle sent him a video call, and he quickly picked up. The person who picked up the video call was, of course, the baby-faced San Ye.

"Mr Heeming, have you decided? Help me get rid of Huanxi? "

In the video, San Ye's childish face filled up the screen, making it impossible to see where he was at all.