There’s an Evil Spirit Here

However, Sun Yushu said next,

Although Tao Wenguang was rescued now, he was comatose because he was buried under hypoxia, and he had not yet woken up.

So he can't find a mentor now and ask what happened that year.

Looking at Sun Yushu's face with anxiety and looking for help, Founder frowned. He thought that Sun Yushu had tried his best to help him a lot, so he didn't embarrass Sun Yushu anymore.

I saw Fang Zheng said: "You are waiting for me here, I'll go get some things, and then walk with you."

After hearing this, Sun Yushu was pleasantly surprised and grateful for his gratitude. It can be seen that Sun Yushu really cares about the safety of his university tutor, not pretend.

Perhaps, the character of Professor Tao is not really that bad?

Under Sun Yushu's insistence, Founder returned to the community to pick up things, and Sun Yushu was waiting for him at the door of the community.

Captain Liu was surprised when he saw Sun Yushu, who was brought back by Founder, "Fangzheng, isn't this person the last time ... Is the whole person like a young man sitting at the door of the community like a lost soul?"

With a mouthful of old Zhang Yan, Zhang Zhang was also on duty with Captain Liu tonight. He also nodded and said, "It was indeed that the donkey in the donkey was scared into a fool's baby last time."

When Lao Zhang opened his mouth, it was still the mixed accent of the northwest accent and the Sichuan accent.

Captain Liu quietly said to the other party, "Is this kid going to hit evil again?"

Founder has odd eyes.

Captain Liu was shocked and shivered: "Isn't it really true that I've been hit?"

Sun Yushu on the side stood there with embarrassment.

Fang Zheng was afraid to scare Captain Liu, so he explained: "Last time I took him to the police station to call the police and stopped his mother from being hurt by a mad woman in time, so he came to thank me today."

Founder asked Captain Liu not to think too much, how come there are so many evils in this world.

After returning to his home on the floor where Fang Zheng lived, when he opened the door, he saw the movement outside the door. He was actively holding a pair of slippers and cleverly waiting for the clothes at the entrance.

Behind Yiyi was a small tail, which was the black of Wu Yunta's white gloves.

Founder always felt that Xiaohei had swelled recently.

Look at him with white eyes every day.

"Yiyi, today we may not be able to go to the nursery school ... oh, no, I can't go to the Zuoqianhu shop to learn woodcarving, and I will leave you at home again today, sorry." Said.

Yiyi couldn't speak, her arms were looped, she clung silently to embrace Founder, and then released her hand.

Founder had warmth in his eyes, touched the sensible clothes, and then turned his head to the little black squatting behind the clothes: "Xiaohei, come here."

Xiaohei proudly tilted her little tail, stepped on the aristocratic catwalk, and walked to the founder impatiently.

Founder looked speechless, so he swept a cat fiercely, and then urged: "I may have to leave for a day or two, and I will leave it to you to protect."

The cat pupil squinted with a square look, it was a pair of eyes as if looking at the rod making.

Meow ~ Xiaohei came to Yiyi's side and made a fierce look with a small brain axe.

I'm really as cruel as a small brain axe,

I am really fierce.

It looks like saying that, without you talking about this, I will protect the new master.

"Talk next time and don't know where your squinted eyes were learned." Founder was a little angry and funny.

A few minutes later, he returned to the Founder of the bedroom and took out the ebony knife box with the ghost head knife ... and a large guitar backpack that was recently bought from a treasure.

...

The old **** stick was originally looking at the shop in the store. As a result, Founder made a phone call and said that there was a business at home and set off overnight, and mentioned that overtime pay was calculated as three times the salary.

Without saying anything, the old **** stick stopped short of brushing the video, closed the shop, and went out.

"Overtime pay is calculated at three times the salary", this sentence is the key.

Directly poked at the weakness of the old **** stick that Qian Yan opened.

The reason why Founder brought the old **** stick was that he needed a transportation tool.

Secondly, I also brought a mobile hanger. In case of a real encounter with a murderous thing, I said that I must let the old **** stick undress and work hard again.

And when the old **** stick drove his 24-hour loan car, the old Jetta, and arrived at the door of Fangzheng's community, he just saw Fangzheng and Sun Yushu standing with Fangzheng.

Seeing today's Founder, the old **** stick seemed to be strange and did not know: "Little brother, what are you dressed for?"

Awesome, carrying a guitar backpack behind Founder.

Founder's face was sober, and a serious statement said: "In fact, I have always been a low-key person, concealing another identity. In addition to being an aspiring young man with a reputation, I am also a folk music artist who loves life art and literature."

Founder spoke passionately.

Just to say that I had a dream since I was a child, and the title of the composition is "I want to be a musician".

What?

Well, I still know men.

The old **** stick was a little dumbfounded and puzzled, looking at Founder with suspicion.

Soon after, Sun Yushu and the guitar bag sat in the back seat together,

Founder was sitting in the co-pilot seat, the full-time driver of the old **** stick, driving the old Jetta not far from scrapped, staggered on the road.

"Little brother, the instrument in your bag is quite heavy, at least it has the weight of three or four big guys, and I am very difficult to start in the first gear." The old **** stick wondered, and some of them hurt his BMW good horse.

...

Sun Yushu ’s mentor ’s hometown is not in the city.

But in a county-level city below the city, it takes about a hundred kilometers to drive, and it takes about two hours to get to the place on the highway.

Shanghe Village.

Dashuan is an idle and unemployed wanderer in Shanghe Village.

Because of his lazy taste and bad gambling habits, he does not do a lot of things in the village during the week to steal chickens and dogs, and even a few nearby villages are not harmed by him.

He was arrested a lot ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ but every time he was detained at the police station for fifteen days, and after coming out, he did not change his mind.

Catch and release several times, without repeated reforms, even the police station is a bit unwilling to see such a person.

Today, Da Shun, who was gambling outside and lost all his money, returned to the village a little late. At this time, it was almost approaching late at night, and he was the only one on the night road.

Along the way, he was scolding and scolding, and today he did n’t know what bad luck he had, he would lose every time he gambled, the cards would lose, the mahjong would lose mahjong.

Just lose at the gambling table.

Da Shun was not only a bad gambler, but also an alcoholic drunk.

suddenly!

"Guess what, is it a word or a picture?"

A weirdo standing in the shadow and covered in a black trench coat all over his body throws a copper coin, and then covers the palm of his right hand on the back of his left hand. It is a pair of scarred palms covered with scars ...

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