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Chapter 373 God loves him so much

"My dad?" Lu Wuqi said, "My dad rarely sends me gifts, he always asks others to do so. But as long as my dad is here, I don't dare to pretend to be sick."

Tuanzi asked: "Is that okay? Does your father like to spank children?"

"I can't explain why," Lu Wuqi said: "My father is not cruel, nor does he spank me, but I was scared of him when I was a child. I didn't dare to pretend when he looked at me. He read quietly. At that time, I didn’t dare to breathe loudly, and my mother often said that when my father was around, I was like a monkey on a leash.”

Tuanzi thought for a while and said, "Doesn't your father love you?"

"Ah?" Lu Wuqi smiled: "Who said my father doesn't love me anymore?"

Tuanzi shared his experience with him seriously: "When Zhuzhu was a child, he thought that the emperor loved the second child, so he was afraid of the emperor. But later when he grew up, the emperor loved Zhuzhu, so he tied the emperor to be cruel, and he was not afraid of being provoked. "

Lu Wuqi couldn't stop laughing and didn't take it seriously at all: "You were still a kid, and you're not that old now."

Tuanzi tilted his head and said seriously: "Zhuzhu's current debt is from the older one's childhood!"

Lu Wuqi couldn't stop laughing: "Why are you so cute? Everything you say is cute. Can you give me a hug?"

Tuanzi opened her hands and let him hug her. Lu Wuqi almost lost his smile as he hugged her around the room, flying as fast as he could.

Sheng Minglin then got up and moved around a bit, then asked, "Wuqi, are your kung fu good?"

Lu Wuqi shook his head: "I mainly learn Qinggong and the art of ears and eyes. I am good at escaping, but not good at fighting." He turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Minglin said: "That's the ancestor of the Holy Cult. He has extremely high kung fu, so now that I meet him, I want to ask him."

Lu Wuqi smiled and said, "Isn't this simple?"

Sheng Minglin said: "Where is the simplicity?"

Lu Wuqi came over and said, "Don't you have people from the Holy Cult in your hands? Just let them fight him! It won't hurt whoever wins!"

Not to mention, this thing might actually work!

Although there is a risk of combining both sides, if you think carefully, you may be able to avoid it.

Sheng Minglin smiled and gave him a thumbs up while really starting to think about it.

Lu Wuqi stayed here for lunch before leaving. Sheng Minglin told him: "In these troubled times, don't tell anyone about the things in my house. Remember, don't tell anyone."

Lu Wuqi quickly agreed, while asking: "Where is Shengwei Feng? I caught a basket of snakes, but they didn't come to eat."

Sheng Minglin said: "As soon as the claws are ready, run out. When it comes back, I will let it find you."

Lu Wuqi agreed and left.

He was restless and went around his father's house again. Lu Yunxiao asked him, "What were you doing at Prince Duan's Mansion?"

Lu Wuqi immediately said: "Dad, didn't you tell me not to ask about things that are not yours to investigate?"

Lu Yunxiao glanced at him. Lu Wuqi was afraid of his father since he was little, so he rubbed oil on his soles and ran away.

In Prince Duan's Mansion, Shen Lingjue and Qin Jiangbai stayed behind to guard Zhuzhu, while Huo Chenzhao and Sheng Minglin went back to prepare the medicine.

They discussed last night that there were two ways to deal with the ancestor of the Holy Cult.

One kind, according to Han Zhenge, there were several futons where they lived, which were [-]% new, and Huo Chenzhao planned to hide some fine needles in them.

An expert like the ancestor of the Holy Cult actually wears only a single suit. He can penetrate the flesh just by sitting down. The anesthetic on the needle is extremely powerful. It will instantly paralyze the flesh after it penetrates the flesh. He will lose his senses and will not notice the pain. , even if he is extra alert and jumps up immediately, he will still be affected by the drug.

The other is a medicine that can be thrown into the fire. It is colorless and odorless. Let Han Zhenge press the antidote under his tongue in advance, and then put the poison into the fire to poison the ancestor.

The key to these two things lies in the medicine, and there is a [-]% certainty that the medicine is good.So Huo Chenzhao really worked hard to match.

After matching, Huo Chenzhao planned to send it there in person. The goal of sending it to Shanda Weifeng was too big, so it was better to send it in person.

It's not necessary to go at night, just go during the day so that you won't attract anyone's attention. It's safer if anything happens.

Sheng Minglin also asked two masters to follow him from a distance. Huo Chenzhao, who also had good ears, walked slowly along the way, turned around twice to make sure no one was watching, and then turned over and jumped in.

As soon as he jumped in, Han Zhenge inside turned over and sat up, laughing softly: "Your kung fu is quite good, I didn't even hear you coming."

Huo Chenzhao smiled and showed him the futon he brought. It was almost the same as the original one. He replaced it directly and gave him the medicine he put in the fire.

Yu Wai gave him two kinds of sounding arrows and told him: "Before you strike, you must find a way out. If something goes wrong, run away first. Protect yourself first. If you want to deal with him, then look for opportunities... If you succeed, let him go." We will send people to help you with this kind of sounding arrow. If you need help, just use this kind of sounding arrow, and we will send experts to help."

He paused for a moment: "If you put both of them up, something happened to you, or you weren't the one who put up the arrow. I don't want to see that."

Han Zhenge raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

Huo Chenzhao patted him on the shoulder and asked him: "Then when will he come?"

Han Zhenge said: "The food he brought will last until today. He should be here tonight, or as soon as tomorrow."

Huo Chenzhao nodded and said, "Be careful."

Han Zhenge responded, and Huo Chenzhao turned around and jumped onto the wall.

Not long after he left, an inconspicuous little gray-feathered bird spread its wings and flew away on a branch not far away.

Huo Chenzhao returned to Prince Duan's Mansion and saw Sheng Minglin and two people working in his courtyard. Huo Chenzhao was a little surprised: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Minglin smiled and said: "This is the weapon of the 'Oriole'."

Huo Chenzhao raised his eyebrows and knelt down to take a closer look: "Oriole?"

At this time, a gray-feathered bird flew to Lu Yunxiao's window and called out. After a while, it called out again.

Lu Yunxiao chuckled, walked over slowly, lifted his sleeves, revealing a pair of black and thin hands, took rice from the small box by the window, and waved the birds down to peck at his palms.

His hands were still trembling uncontrollably, but he no longer deliberately suppressed them.

Sure enough, someone went there!
Han Zhenge really has an affair.

He didn't follow Han Zhenge last night, but when he came back, his body was filled with the fragrance of Dahongpao.

This kind of tea was only available to Taizu. As soon as it appeared, it was immediately listed as a tribute. Nowadays, people all over the world who can drink this kind of tea can be counted on ten fingers.

He was able to drink it because Lu Wuqi was curious and secretly went to get some.

How did Han Zhenge drink it?If you really stay out in the middle of the night, you won't have tea!
So, had he ever been in Prince Duan's Mansion, drinking Dahongpao and discussing how to deal with him?
But he wasn't angry, not at all.

Han Zhenge had colluded with them for a long time, which proved that the unheard-of "dual personality" was completely a lie.

Is this reasonable?How could the secret method passed down by our ancestors be wrong?
They are completely different from the original people, but they are both so smart and outstanding geniuses. What are they if they are not ghosts?
God still loved him, and at the last moment, he gave him the last hope.

He pursed his lips and whistled, making various bird calls to attract the birds. The little birds in his palms would raise their heads from time to time and chirp in response, as if they were having a conversation... In fact, Lu Wuqi was better at training birds than he was. However, he never seemed to put this skill to good use.

People will always be discovered when they spy, but who will pay attention to the birds on the branches?

Lu Yunxiao laughed.

(End of this chapter)