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Chapter 367 Bole bosom friend and good friend
When Han Jiujiu retrieved the cute little dumpling from Han Jiujiu's memory, he suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart. This strange emotion made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Even if he is a fool, someone will still care about him...

He held the piece of paper and was silent for a long time. After reading for a long time, he felt that the strokes in those words were like little hands and feet, babbling towards him, and finally merged into the thin cry that day: "Oh Oh, you big bad guy, give me back the Korean wine..."

He took a long breath, suddenly stood up, went to the yard to pick up some branches and leaves, and lit a fire.

Then he sat down by the fire, slowly brushed away all the fallen leaves in front of his eyes, sprinkled a layer of soil evenly, and wrote on the soil with thin branches: "You..."

I only wrote one word, then paused, then erased it, and wrote another "you..."

I thought about it and then erased it.

Finally, he thought rather self-deprecatingly: He is so stupid, he can’t understand anything else he wrote!
So he wrote: "I won't harm you! Someone is thinking about you, see for yourself!"

He gently placed the small face and note next to the words, sighed, and closed his eyes.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly opened.

Han Jiujiu was a little at a loss. He quickly looked around and wanted to stand up, but because he was doing cross-legged movements, he was a little weak and couldn't stand up for a while.

Then he saw the line of words.

Han Jiujiu was stunned. He picked up the small piece of paper, tears suddenly fell down, and he choked with sobs: "Master..."

Han Zhenge said disgustedly: "Can you become addicted even if you are a slave?"

Han Jiujiu retorted instinctively: "No, it's the master who treats me well. She..." Then he suddenly realized something and gasped.

Han Zhenge was also stunned.

Because they had never communicated like this before, and they never thought they could communicate silently like this.

This is much more convenient!
Sure enough, the next moment, Han Jiujiu said: "Who are you? Where am I? Where is the master?"

"Don't worry!" Han Zhenge's voice was a little confused: "I didn't hurt your precious mistress. She is your Bo Le bosom friend and good friend. It's so important. I will definitely not hurt her... I won't hurt her either. I don’t know who I am, but don’t worry, I don’t care about your body, and I won’t let you go.”

Han Jiujiu said: "Then you go, I want to go back now."

"Are you stupid?" Han Zhenge asked: "You have never thought about how I got here? What is the person who brought me here going to do?"

Han Jiujiu said: "You got it from Mrs. Liao, right? You rebels and scum!"

"No," Han Zhenge scolded back lazily, saying only: "This big fish should be bigger than that Mrs. Liao...Jiu, please listen to me carefully, I will kill this big fish and let you How about dedicating it to your master as your promotion?"

Han Jiujiu said with integrity: "I don't need it."

Han Zhenge was surprised: "Are you really brainless?"

Han Jiujiu said: "No one is perfect. I have skills and tricks. Even if I'm not smart enough, it doesn't matter!"

Han Zhenge: "..."

Moreover, while Han Jiujiu was talking, he picked up the little face figure on the ground and pinched the broken parts with a few clicks, without destroying the ugly style. It was still clumsy and cute.

Han Zhenge was really angry with him. He said every word: "Listen carefully, this is not something you can do if you don't want to do it. I'm here and he's here too. Do you think you can still do it immediately?" Go back to being your Korean wine drinker and continue to cook for your master? It’s impossible! Even if your master dares to use you, your master’s parents don’t dare. They have such a precious daughter, how can they use one? The cook who is suspected of being a traitor?"

Han Jiujiu didn't speak, but his hand slowly stopped.Han Zhenge continued: "Even if your master is happy, that person won't be happy either. As far as I know, he used a method like making a poison and harmed countless people before he created me and another unlucky guy. How could he let me go? If he doesn't let me go, it means he won't let you go, so unless he dies, we will never be free."

Han Jiujiu said: "Why should I believe you?"

Han Zhenge chuckled: "Just because we live together... and use the same body. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. In short, let's find a way to kill the bad old man first, and then go to your master. When you arrive If you want to deal with me, just ask your master for help, don't you trust them?"

Han Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed again and sat down slowly: "These things are really troublesome!"

Han Zhenge disagreed: "As a human being, are there any troubles for you?"

Han Jiujiu was surprised: "Are you not a human?"

Han Zhenge fell silent: "..."

He doesn't know who he is. If he is a ghost, he has no memory of his previous life!
The two were chatting, and Han Zhenge suddenly heard a strange sound. He immediately took his body back, stretched out his hand, and the dust and paper flew into the fire. The handwriting disappeared, and the little-faced man He quickly hid it in his sleeves.

The next moment, the cloaked man walked in.

Han Zhenge turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Old man, in broad daylight, no one will catch you dressed like this?"

The cloaked man sneered, too lazy to deal with such nonsense, and said directly: "Are you awake today?"

Han Zhenge looked surprised: "You think I'm not awake? Do you want me to swear an oath?"

The cloaked man suddenly raised his face and said in a cold voice: "If you have a wish, I will make it come true for you. We will not owe you anything... If you keep talking nonsense, then what if I owe you? You have nothing in this world. The relationship has no roots and roots, and it will be gone in a gust of wind. Can you still come to collect debts from me??"

Han Zhenge felt keenly that his attitude had changed.

He has always been eager, no matter how casual he is on the surface, there is still a sense of urgency, eager for him to express his wish.

So he was thinking that this must be a necessary condition for performing some evil magic.

But his current tone seems to be that it doesn't matter even if he doesn't meet this condition.

Han Zhenge was secretly wary.

He is not afraid of death, but this body belongs to Han Jiujiu and he doesn't want to get hurt, so he can't fight.

Han Zhenge said with a playful smile: "Old man, you are a decent person. It would not be pretty if you did this, wouldn't it? I have bowed 64 times and only trembled at the last one. Can we just tremble?" Otherwise, if you attract a gust of wind and blow me away, it doesn't matter if I disperse, but my old man, all your hard work over the years will be in vain, right?"

He was silent.

His entire face, from head to toe, was covered in clothes, and his expression could not be seen, but he obviously listened to these words.

Han Zhengexin said he was not going to die, right?That’s why you worry so much about gains and losses, and it’ll be the same for a while?

After a long while, he said: "Don't talk nonsense with me, I don't mind forming a good relationship!

This is softening.

Han Zhenge said with a smile: "Okay, let me think about it."

(End of this chapter)