The Real Daughter Tells Fortunes Live

Chapter 678 Should he cry or laugh?

"It's okay. He is an actor and has rich emotions. Has the young master met his master?" Fu Yingyi coughed lightly to adjust his emotions and spoke slowly.

"I've seen it before." Yun Fusheng nodded.

"Master has been very busy since he came back from the Gu family. Sometimes, we want him to have a good rest, but he doesn't listen. Now that you are back, he should have a good rest."

Fu Yingyi scratched his head and spoke softly. Yun Fusheng turned to look at him.

"Why do I think you are afraid of me?" Yun Fusheng looked at Fu Yingyi eagerly, and Fu Yingyi swallowed his saliva.

"No? How could it be?"

"But you guys give me the feeling that you are afraid of me. Is it because I often hit you in the past?" Yun Fusheng's doubts made Fu Yingyi want to cry.

How to explain this?

Could it be that you are really afraid of being beaten?

At this moment, the junior uncle doesn’t remember anything. He should save some face for the junior junior uncle now!

Gong Sisheng looked at Yun Fusheng with an innocent face and Fu Yingyi with a troubled face, the smile on his lips never diminished.

"Do you still have a senior brother?" Yun Fusheng suddenly asked.

Returning to Danyun Temple, Yun Fusheng met the so-called master, senior brother, and three nephews. It seemed that one was missing.

"Elder brother is guarding the main dragon vein. In the past two years, there have always been some powerful ghosts there.

Master and the others will figure out a way here, and leave it to them over there. "

"Then I will go to the main dragon vein tomorrow to have a look." Yun Fusheng thought for a while and said quietly.

"Okay, Senior Brother will definitely be very happy to see you."

Not only Huo Zizhen, but all of them were very happy to see Yun Fusheng standing well in front of them.

"Fu Sheng, it's my uncle and aunt." Gong Sisheng saw An Xia and Gu Tianyao looking at the scenery and spoke softly to Yun Fu Sheng.

After Yun Fusheng saw them, he walked over directly.

Gong Sisheng stood there and watched her walk away, while Fu Yingyi looked at him. "Has your junior uncle's memory recovered somewhat?"

"No, she only remembers you because she saw you in her dream." Gong Sisheng shook his head.

He didn't know what was going on. He had checked at the hospital and he had checked, and there was really nothing wrong with Yun Fusheng. But for some reason, he just couldn't recover his memory.

Even if she knew something, it was because of what she saw in her dream, not because of what she remembered.

"Uncle Master, everything depends on cause and effect. Maybe this is her cause and effect. Although we are really uncomfortable that she doesn't remember us, but compared with her life, memory is not that important.

The master also said that this is the death disaster of the little master uncle. It is not easy to save his life. As for memory, take your time. "

Fu Yingyi and Gong Sisheng both looked at Yun Fusheng who was talking. It was actually quite good for her to be like this.

At the very least, he would still be by their side after the death disaster.

"Let's go." Gong Sisheng said, walking towards Yun Fusheng, with Fu Yingyi following behind him.

"What are you talking about?" Gong Sisheng said slowly after standing next to Yun Fusheng and the others.

"Fu Sheng said that she feels very familiar with the back mountain, as if she often played there before." An Xia explained with a smile.

Fu Yingyi suddenly lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Of course she is familiar with them. Of course, she has beaten all the ghosts in the back mountain. The obedient ones and the ones with no karma are still here.

Those who were disobedient and had hurt others were either beaten to a pulp by her, or thrown into the underworld to be punished.

Moreover, it was not only those fierce ghosts who were beaten, but also several of their senior brothers.

The land in the back mountain has carried many of their joys, sorrows, joys, tears, and sweat.

Unexpectedly, Yun Fusheng, who had lost his memory, still had the deepest impression of Houshan. Should he cry or laugh?