I have a holy letter

Chapter 225, Wu Yue's deep obsessive-compulsive disorder

Everything in the world has its own laws, birth, old age, sickness and death, if one escapes one, how can one escape everything?This is also the cruelty and ruthlessness of nature.

It is precisely because of its ruthlessness that it appears to be affectionate, because no matter who it is, it is treated equally.Using compassion as an excuse to forcibly intervene, the result is often a tragedy.But people in the world believed this, and Wu Yue said he had nothing to say.

Wu Yue never denied that he was a selfish person, and he rarely talked about big reasons, unless he was pouring poisonous chicken soup for pretending to be coercive, and he didn't want to try to change other people's thinking. The reason why he talked so much with Yilin was mainly because influenced by the original.

Who made the beautiful girl in front of me?Even though she is a nun, she can return to vulgarity...

There is another reason, Wu Yue's words are not only for Yilin to hear, but also to remind Qu Yang in a disguised form, if you don't want to lose your good friend Liu Zhengfeng, you should act quickly.

Yes, as early as when Wu Yue was sharing the table with the grandpa and grandson in front of him, combined with the original book, he immediately recognized the identities of the two, it was Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Cult, and his granddaughter Qu Feiyan.

To revise the words of the previous life, the expression is that music does not distinguish between good and evil, but musicians have good and evil!Since the two gay friends have found resonance through music, why don't they hurry back to the mountains and forests and have a good time, instead, they procrastinate and wash their hands in a golden basin, what's life like?

Even if he had to wash his hands, in front of the Hengshan faction, he had to wash his hands hastily, and then spread the news to establish an established fact, even if Zuo Lengchan found evidence, what would he do?
They have already withdrawn from the arena, and of course there is no distinction between good and evil, you can make friends with whoever you want, can you control it!
Unexpectedly, upon hearing Wu Yue's words, Qu Yang just pondered for a while, and then stopped talking, just ate some side dishes with fine wine, completely ignoring the surrounding things.

What does this old man say?
All the good intentions were in vain, Wu Yue felt a little regretful, stood up and walked downstairs.It's not that he wants to leave, but that he has an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When talking to Linghu Chong just now, no matter how he looked at the other party, he always felt that he had overlooked something, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't think of anything.

Anxiously, he scratched his head and scratched his head, wishing to get into the contest between Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang, and asked him, did you forget something important?

Wu Yue walked down the stairs, came to the counter, and asked the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, do you have a jug?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The abacus in the shopkeeper's hand didn't stop at all. While doing the calculation, he asked, "What kind of wine does the guest want? We have 30-year-old bamboo..."

Snapped!
Wu Yue took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and reminded, "What I want is a flagon, not wine!"

ha?
The shopkeeper raised his head suddenly, and looked at the other party strangely, he only bought pots but not wine, brother, are you following the example of the ancients when they bought baskets and returned pearls?
Seeing the other party in a daze, Wu Yue asked impatiently, "Is there any? If not, I'll go to another house."

"Yes, of course."

The shopkeeper came back to his senses, hurriedly waved to Xiao Er, and ordered, "Go to the cellar and bring an empty wine jug."

Not long after, Xiao Er went back and forth, and handed a copper jug ​​to Wu Yue.

Holding the rope tied to the pot handle, Wu Yue nodded in satisfaction, and said casually, "The extra money is for the table at the southeast corner of the second floor." After saying that, he went up to the second floor again with the jug .

At this moment, the fight between Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang was over, just like in the original book, Tian Boguang slashed and wounded Linghu Chong with sharp knives, but carelessly, he left the chair first and lost.

Tian Boguang knew that he had been duped, and was so angry that he wanted him to worship Yilin as his teacher. It was impossible to say anything, so he said, "Little nun, let me tell you, next time you dare to see me, I'll give you a lesson." Then I killed you with one knife, passed by Wu Yue, and went down the restaurant.

Wu Yue walked up to Linghu Chong with the jug in his hand, handed it to Linghu Chong, "Send it to you!"

"Ok?"

Linghu Chong stood there in a daze, looking at Wu Yue without knowing why, "Brother, what do you mean?"

Of course, Wu Yue would not reveal his deep obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he said nonsense, "I see that you especially like things in the cup. If this is okay in the city, how can you do it in the wilderness without a utensil for drinking?" Drink?"

As soon as the wine was mentioned Linghu Chong got excited, struggled to stand up, took the wine bottle, Chong Wuyue clasped his fists and said, "Brother, kindness, if you refuse again, it will make me look petty. If you have time next time, I will treat you to a drink!"

At this time, Yilin walked over and supported Linghu Chong's arm, and walked downstairs slowly.

"Huh~~~~!!!"

Seeing Linghu Chong holding the jug, Wu Yue finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Linghu Chong with the flagon is the real one carrying the pot!The one just now must have been pretending to be carried by Carrying Huchong's brother Carrying Husu...

Well, this is actually the fault of Wu Yue playing Dota in the past.

There is a hero in Dota called Soul Breaker, also known as Bai Niu. Players who have played this hero will know that using it will stop doing shit all over the map. In the end, Wu Yue suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder...

In the corner, Qu Feiyan saw that Wu Yue took the initiative to talk to Linghu Chong and gave him a wine bottle, she couldn't help but her little face was full of curiosity, and when she was about to ask, Qu Yang suddenly grabbed her little hand.

Facing his granddaughter's puzzled gaze, Qu Yang leaned into her ear and whispered, "No matter what he wears or how he behaves, that kid is full of eccentricities. You should stay away from him for nothing these days, let alone take the initiative to find him." he."

"Why? I just think he's very funny."

Although she didn't speak a few words with Wu Yue, and the other party always popped out words that she didn't understand, but Qu Feiyan felt that compared to those green forests who were full of mouths to uphold justice, or who didn't know a single word There are too many heroes, at least they won't feel boring.

Qu Yang put on a straight face, and scolded in a low voice, "Do you know what this place is? If our identities are exposed, our grandpa and grandson may have to confess that we are here. In any case, we must be cautious."

Seeing Qu Feiyan pursed his mouth and looked unhappy, Qu Yang softened his tone and continued, "If you really want to see him, how about we go find him together after your grandpa Liu washes his hands in the golden basin? "

"That's a good thing..."

When the grandfather and grandson were talking, Wu Yue had already left Huiyan Tower. After some inquiries outside, he learned that Liu Zhengfeng would wash his hands in the golden basin tomorrow, so he found a farmhouse in the city. One night.

Nothing to do, Wu Yue sat on the bed and meditated. Ever since he knew that there was such a magical item as a skill burning card, he was all-in on preparing to accumulate [-] points and then create his own skills.

The degree of diligence is more than before, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground, there is no comparison at all.

(End of this chapter)