Mantra

Chapter 132

Hongye actually bought a kitchen knife for 20 yuan!And "lend" the kitchen knife to me? !
Could it be that...she is interested in me? !
However, I soon felt that my thoughts were ridiculous and a little sentimental.

Xian Hongye gave me the kitchen knife, probably just to look at me with pity.Or maybe I want to use this method to repay my two ribs.

After all, he is a rich second generation, and a phone call to the family is a transfer of 20 yuan, which can beat me to death with money in minutes.

In my opinion, such a woman has a kind of arrogance in her bones. It is impossible for me to have a dime intersection with a cook like me. Even if there is an intersection now, they will not live together in the future, because No more.

Moreover, she is the woman my comrade-in-arms Wang Hou likes. I don't know if Wang Hou can handle it, but I can't touch her anyway.

While my thoughts were spinning, I suddenly thought of Wang Hou who was still lying in the side room and had been unconscious for two days and three nights.

This kid has been groggy for two days, on the verge of sleeping and waking up.According to Old Nineteen, he was under a very powerful "eating spell".

What is a curse, I still don't know, and because of the old squad leader's affairs in the past two days, I didn't care about his situation.

I feel so sorry for him.

Now, everything is quiet.Naturally, I would think of going to see his situation, to see if this kid is better, and... Zhao Shuihe already promised to help Wang Hou and me unravel the "White Food Gu" and "Eating Curse"?
She swore when she was fighting with me yesterday, "As long as you win against me, I will help you and your comrades-in-arms to undo the curse."

Now, it's time for her to fulfill her promise.

With thoughts everywhere, I turned around and called out: "Shuihe! My little grandma, you said to help us solve..."

Before I finished my words, I had to swallow it back, my eyes were wide open, but I just couldn't see anyone.

Because I found out that Zhao Shuihe, who was drinking tea and eating sunflower seeds on the table just now, had disappeared.

Inexplicably, I scratched the back of my head, not knowing what was going on.

But at this time, Zhao Haikun reminded me a few words at the right time.

After the enemy retreated, the Zhao family and I "take what we need" and "we are all happy", so my uncle Zhao Haikun felt relieved and said, "Shui He? She went out to give Lei Ren off while you were looking at the kitchen knife. I guess I'll be back in a while. "

"Oh!" I nodded a little disappointed, but I didn't worry about anything.

This little girl doesn't have any big grudges with me. When I come back later, I'll say a few words to soften her up and beg her well, and some conflicts should be resolved.

Moreover, she also said that asking me to help kill the Lantern King shows that she also has sincerity to cooperate with me.

Since she is sincere, she must also be willing to help me undo the curse.

Therefore, I am not worried.

So, after I nodded, I said to Zhao Haikun and Xian Hongye: "Then I'll go to the back room to see Wang Hou. If Zhao Shuihe comes back, please let her go to the back room to find me."

Everyone nodded, remembering it.

Before I left, Zhao Haikun smiled and "reminded": "No two, you are a good young man in the Confucius Temple, and you are worthy of holding the Zhao family's kitchen knife. Look carefully. The inheritance of the Zhao family is in your hands." It's..."

I understand that he is my encouragement.

His words also made my heart warm.

I turned around, tightly held the simple kitchen knife with one hand, and bowed deeply to Zhao Haikun.

……

Soon, I walked into the bedroom where Wang Hou was lying.

After being busy with the funeral of the old squad leader, I finally had the opportunity to pay a close visit to my old comrade-in-arms, old friend, old fellow countryman, and old partner.

The room was small, and Wang Hou was very tall, so he seemed a little anxious lying on the bed.

Because Zhao Haikun smoked wormwood for him these two days, there was a lingering scent of wormwood in Wang Hou's room.

In Ai Xiangzhong, Wang Hou lay flat on the kang, with only a pair of underpants and a towel wrapped around his chest.The traces of the wormwood burning on his acupuncture points are vivid.

I know that Zhao Haikun tried his best to wake him up, but he didn't understand the secret rules, so it was a drop in the bucket.

Because of this, Wang Hou was still breathing evenly and fell asleep just like three days ago, occasionally his limbs twitched a few times. At first glance, he really seemed to be just a person who was fast asleep.

But I know that he already has the so-called "eating curse". The "shemale" Lao Jiu I met on Laoqi Road said that this curse is in Zhaojialou, and only my master Zhao Haipeng can break it.

But with the death of my master... my only hope is Zhao Shuihe from the Zhao family in Huainan.

Actually, I am skeptical about Zhao Shuihe's ability.After all, she is too young, and she is bluffing, it doesn't seem like she can save people from fire and water.

You can't judge by appearance!And now I only have her as a life-saving rope left. Believe it or not, I can't do it.

Therefore, if there is anything, let's wait until she comes to talk about it.

In desperation, I had no choice but to sit paralyzed beside Wang Hou, with my back against the wall, with a kitchen knife in my pocket, looking lonely.

Ordinarily, under this scene, I should say something to Wang Hou who is in a coma, but after I opened my mouth, nothing came out.

I suddenly remembered that when Wang Hou and I opened a restaurant before, whenever the restaurant was closed, he and I would open a few bottles of beer and chat with old vinegar and peanuts. At first we drank a lot, but in the end, for the sake of health, the beer bottle The number is getting less and less, and there is still a trend of drinking tea in recent months.

Those days were ordinary and unremarkable.

The topic of chatting was very complicated, but what remained unchanged was the bragging of the two "scrambling" and the eternal topic about women.

Those nasty jokes and bragging are the seasoning agents that men never leave their mouths, and they are also the pressure reducing valves we rely on to survive.

He calmed me down all of a sudden, and I suddenly found that my mouth...couldn't speak anymore.

Hey, there is a saying, things are different, or a slap can't make a sound... Anyway, that's the truth.

When I thought of this, I gave a helpless wry smile, reached out and patted Wang Hou's head and said, "You (Harmony) mother woke up for you! The organization even asked you to protect Xian Hongye, so what do you do if you pick someone up yourself?" What do you mean?! Have you asked your company commander for leave?"

As I touched Wang Hou's head, the guy's head swung left and right a few times, and he opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't intend to wake up after all.

But at the moment when Wang Hou's neck swayed from side to side, I suddenly felt a strange fluctuation from the back of his neck.

All of a sudden, I found that Wang Hou's neck was very stiff, and it looked like...it was artificially raised.

I realized immediately that there must be something else under his neck besides the pillow.

With this sudden doubt, I slowly put my hand under the back of Wang Hou's head.

Then, I felt something soft under his neck...

(End of this chapter)