mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 379

Seeing that Fujiwara Jingming seemed to be planning to use silence to replace all answers, the little girl immediately said impatiently: "What's going on, you should give me a word!"

Fujiwara Jingming sighed, and began to talk about what happened after he went out...

According to Fujiwara Keiaki, the tracking went smoothly at the beginning, and it didn't take long to find Zhen Jinghan's whereabouts.

But he didn't realize that a nightmare-level encounter was about to begin...

First of all, when passing the intersection, an electric tricycle suddenly rushed out and ran over Fujiwara Keiaki's feet.

After the car owner realized something was wrong, he didn't even dare to stop, and ran away without a trace.

Fujiwara Jingming could only curse the other party's lack of quality in his heart, and continued to follow Zhen Jinghan to move forward.

Not long after that, the windows of the residents next to the street were opened, and then a basin of water was poured out.

"boom!"

The window was closed directly, and Fujiwara Jingming didn't see anyone splashing water on him from the beginning to the end, whether it was a man or a woman, old or young.

I didn't know whether it was water for washing feet, water for flowers, or water for washing vegetables that was splashed on me.

At this time, Fujiwara Jingming was already a little angry, but in order not to lose the follower, he had to endure it and continue to follow Zhen Jinghan.

After following this for about 2 minutes, Zhen Jinghan stopped at a roadside gluten-roasting stall.

Naturally, Fujiwara Jingming approached quickly, wanting to hear the conversation between Zhen Jinghan and the stall owner.

But just two steps away, a bag of white flour fell from a flour delivery vehicle, and accidentally hit his feet again. The flour marks on his face were precisely because of this reason.

Also because of this accident, Fujiwara Jingming didn't know what Zhen Jinghan said to the stall owner. He only saw the other party holding a few strings of gluten, eating and walking, as if wandering aimlessly.

Turning a corner, Zhen Jinghan stopped in front of a clay figurine booth.

This time, Fujiwara Jingming didn't approach in a hurry, but looked around and listened to all directions, making sure that there would be no cars passing in front of him, and no one would suddenly open the window and splash water before approaching.

However, after all calculations, what he didn't expect was that a Chinese cabbage suddenly fell from the sky and hit Fujiwara Keiaki directly on the head.

The cabbage fell from the balcony on the third floor. It should be the kind used to feed the rabbits. This is also the source of the vegetable residue left in his hair.

Undoubtedly, Fujiwara Jingming once again missed the conversation between Zhen Jinghan and the clay figurine stall owner.

And hearing this, Xiao Feng and the others were speechless. If it was a coincidence, what a coincidence!

But this is not the end, Fujiwara Jingming then cited a few unlucky things about himself, such as walking and suddenly falling a flower pot, or encountering enthusiastic stall owners selling products to him.

And these accidents all happened when he wanted to get close to Zhen Jinghan.

"Is there anything unusual about those people who brought accidents?" Xiao Feng asked.

"No abnormality." Fujiwara Jingming shook his head and denied, "I paid special attention when the flowerpot fell. There was no one or animal on the balcony, and there was no fishing line tied on the flowerpot."

"That is to say, is it really just a coincidence, rather than being arranged?" Xiao Feng asked blankly.

To be honest, he himself doesn't believe this question. How can there be such a coincidence? The screenwriters of dog blood love dramas dare not write like this, right?
Fujiwara Jingming said with a wry smile: "Although it is unbelievable, I did not find any trace of human manipulation."

"And in the end, you just came back?" the little girl asked.

"Of course not." Fujiwara Jingming let out a long breath and said, "Zhen Jinghan has settled down in the town, and the restaurant she lives in is the one where we ate on the first day we came to Juyou Town. Yuechen Inn."

For a moment, everyone felt that they didn't know what to say. They suspected that Fujiwara Jingming was making up a story, but when he thought about it, it was obviously impossible, because it wouldn't do him any good.

Therefore, whether you want to believe it or not, what the other party said should be true.

"Brother Yanhuang, does this count as a kind of supernatural power?" Lu Yao stroked her chin and said, "Well... it's like your advice, it will always develop in the opposite direction."

Xiao Feng's face darkened: "Can you learn something from Mu Shihan?"

"Brother Xiao Feng!" The little girl immediately said in displeasure, "Why doesn't Sister Lu Yao learn from me?"

Fujiwara Jingming interjected just right: "In short, from the current point of view, apart from the series of coincidences I encountered that I can't explain, Zhen Jinghan doesn't seem to approach us on purpose. Her coming here may really be just a coincidence. "

Everyone nodded slowly, feeling that these words made no sense at all.

After all, compared to the series of coincidences that Fujiwara Jingming encountered, Zhen Jinghan just happened to come to the courtyard house where she and others lived, which is nothing to be surprised at all.

……

In the evening, everyone started to eat dinner early. The dinner was made by Sun Shijie and Zhao Guoan together, and a lot of nourishing things were added to it, which not only guaranteed the taste, but also had the effect of restoring physical strength.

The little girl snorted, quickly finished the porridge in the bowl, slapped the chopsticks on the bowl, and said, "Brother Xiao Feng, let's watch acrobatics."

Xiao Feng nodded: "It's still early, let's go together after dinner."

"Oh, then I'll have another bowl." The little girl picked up the rice bowl and ran to the kitchen to serve it.

As far as the afternoon's training was concerned, Lin Zhiyan and Lin Jiaxuan were the ones who touched the most.

If you don't practice, you don't know. After practicing, the two of you will realize how big the gap is between you and Xiao Feng.

Among other things, let's take the warm-up routine that looks a lot like radio gymnastics for middle school students. Neither of them insisted on finishing it.

And Xiao Feng's whole set of movements went smoothly and smoothly, and he didn't even appear to be panting, which is enough to show how strong his physical fitness is!
What's more commendable and the most important point is that this set of movements was created by Xiao Feng. Its comprehension and creativity are beyond admiration.

After dinner, everyone went out together, but Sun Shijie didn't follow.

All he is currently concentrating on is how to get Su Yuzhuo to stand up as quickly as possible. Apart from this, he doesn't pay much attention to anything else.

Of course, as he himself said, this was not because of his old friendship with Inagaki Ryosuke, but because he was eager to confirm whether the treasures passed down from his ancestors were still safe and sound.

(End of this chapter)