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When Zhao Yu saw Zhao Xuan, as if he had seen the backbone, he immediately left Ying Zheng behind and hurriedly ran towards his master.
His face was a little stiff, and it wasn't until this moment that a surge of fear suddenly appeared in his heart.
If Uncle Zheng wasn't here today, he might be separated from his master.
Zhao Xuan glanced lightly at Zhao Yu, who had a bad complexion, and smiled lightly in her starry eyes, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"How is it?" She looked at Zhao Yu and asked meaningfully.
This brat is really tired of his life, even dare to tease Ying Zheng, he deserves to be beaten!
Zhao Yu originally wanted to tell Zhao Xuan about the erotic seduction, but when the words came to his lips, he was stunned by his master's inexplicable words.
"how about what?" Zhao Yu was stunned, with a bewildered expression on his face.
Zhao Xuan looked at his sloppy clothes with a bit of gloating in her eyes.
After a long while, she snorted softly, gave her apprentice a stern look, turned her head and entered Zhou's house. When she crossed the threshold, she turned her head and nodded gratefully to Ying Zheng.
Thanks to his mercy. Zhao Xuan understood that if Ying Zheng really tried to kill him, Zhao Yu would be useless by now.
Ying Zheng looked at her indifferently, also not knowing why.
Zhao Yu: ""
what's the situation?
¡ª¡ªMisunderstanding, that's how it formed!
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Seeing that Zhao Yu and Ying Zheng had returned, Zhou Kunming invited them to the table for dinner. It was getting late now, and the three of them had to rush back to Longyin Town after dinner. The night road was not easy, so it would be better to go back earlier.
At the dinner table, Zhou Kunming, as the host, naturally had to thank those who came to help today, in order to express his gratitude.
Zhou Kunming has been away for several years, and he has a good way of dealing with people.
He walked up to Ying Zheng with two glasses of wine with a smile, and said very politely: "Brother, I will trouble you today, it's commonplace, so don't be too polite. I won't say much about thank you, come, have a drink .¡±
As he spoke, he handed the wine glass to Ying Zheng, wanting to express his thanks with wine.
Although the man who came with Boss Zhao was a little cold and reticent, he, the host, could not lose his etiquette because of other people's character.
Therefore, Zhou Kunming ignored Ying Zheng's paralyzed face and handed him a glass of wine with a shy face.
Of course, in his eyes, Zhao Xuan is the one who should drink this glass of wine, but Zhao Xuan is a woman after all, he is a man, how can he persuade a woman to drink.
Besides, the three of them are in the same group anyway, and it doesn't matter if they respect anyone, as long as they can express their gratitude.
Ying Zheng looked down at the wine glass in front of him, his black eyes froze for a moment, slightly astonished.
He silently glanced at Zhou Kunming, then turned his head to look at Zhao Xuan. I want to ask Zhao Xuan if he can drink this wine.
However, the thoughts of the two are not on the same channel, so there is no call-
Failure to make eye contact.
Zhao Xuan was stunned for these two seconds, thinking whether to accept the drink or not.
It seems a little unreasonable not to answer.
But if you pick it up Ying Zheng is a zombie and cannot drink.
For a while, Zhao Daxian was in a dilemma, and he didn't know how to stop the glass of wine for Ying Zheng.
Well, Zhao Xuan was born ten thousand years ago, so she doesn't know anything about the polite etiquette of toasting.
It's not her fault, when she was in the heavenly court, she was a loner, and the immortals would avoid her when they saw her, so why would they clink glasses with wine to her!
heavy fog, this digression has no limit.
Zhou Kunming's sudden move stumped him.
Seeing that Ying Zheng had been silent for a long time without reaching out to take the wine, Zhou Kunming's rough old face blushed, and the hand holding the wine glass neither stretched nor retracted immediately, feeling embarrassed on the spot.
He thought that this person was just relatively silent, but he didn't even glance at the toast, it was too noble!
Zhao Yu, who had been immersed in eating, also noticed the awkward atmosphere between Ying Zheng and Zhou Kunming. He coughed, put down his chopsticks, and stood up to help Ying Zheng.
"Boss Zhou, don't take offense. My uncle is relatively silent and doesn't understand much about it. Besides, he can't drink alcohol. I'll drink this glass of wine for my uncle."
After what happened in the woods earlier, Zhao Yu's attitude towards Ying Zheng changed drastically. He called him "Uncle", which was a syllable, and there was no disobedience at all.
Moreover, Uncle Zombie's food is blood, how can he drink alcohol? After drinking this glass of ordinary wine, why don't you have diarrhea immediately?
Of course, I don't have diarrhea.?He doesn't know, anyway, the zombie uncle must not drink this wine.
Zhao Yu took the wine glass from Zhou Kun's hand, and in order to show his sincerity, he picked up the wine and took a sip boldly.
The wine that Zhou Kunming entertained guests today is made from wild grapes picked by himself. The taste of the wine is not strong, but it has a sweet taste. Although Zhao Yu drank in a hurry, he did not choke.
"Young man, it's not bad."
Zhou Kunming looked at Zhao Yu drinking, patted him with a smile, then turned his head to Zhao Xuan and Ying Zheng and said politely: "Blame me, blame me, I don't know that brothers can't drink alcohol, that's fine, let's not drink alcohol Now, eat more vegetables!"
Ying Zheng looked at this warm and forthright middle-aged man, and nodded reservedly, as a response to his words.
Zhou Kunming is really good at being a man. No matter what Zhao Yu said is true or not, he can go down the steps given by Zhao Yu. It seems that it is because Ying Zheng can't drink, so he didn't take the glass. I have no complaints at all.
"You guys eat, you're welcome!"
Zhou Kunming didn't take Ying Zheng's cold attitude to heart. After all, it's normal for people in their line of work to have a bit of a weird temper.
Isn't it just that they don't fit in, and it's not a big deal.
He greeted the three members of the Zhao family, and went to the kitchen with a smile.
After Zhou Kunming left, Zhao Xuan raised her round eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Yu.
The eyes were meaningful, and Zhao Yu, who was so proud just now and drank the wine in one gulp, shrank his neck.
The episode on the dinner table was over. After the meal, Zhao Xuan greeted the host and prepared to go back to Longyin Town. Before leaving, Zhou Kunming gave the balance to Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan was not polite to Zhou Kunming, and left Zhou's house with Ying Zheng and Zhao Yu after paying the bill.
The night was already deep, and it was pitch black everywhere.
Zhao Xuan held the steering wheel and looked at the road ahead. There was no outsider in the car, so Zhao Yu finally found a chance to speak out what he was holding back.
He stared at his master resentfully, and said aggrievedly: "Master, I met a ghost messenger just now, and was almost lured to the underworld by the ecstasy."
Zhao Xuan, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly slammed on the brakes and turned her head in astonishment.
"When did it happen, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhao Xuan scolded eagerly.
Zhao Yu is different from ordinary people. If the ghost is hooked out of the body, even if it is her, it is not so difficult to send his soul back to the body.
Zhao Yu rolled his eyes, did she not give him a chance to speak?
"After finishing the soul-attracting method, Uncle Zheng and I encountered a ghost messenger. However, he failed to hook my soul, and Uncle Zheng beat him away."
Having said that, Zhao Yu turned his head and looked at Ying Zheng with stares at him.
If there is no Uncle Zheng here today, he will be in danger.
?From childhood to adulthood, his master has warned him in every possible way, telling him to avoid ghosts and never run into ghosts.
Zhao Xuan narrowed her eyes and glanced at Zhao Yu, sighed, then frowned slightly and said, "Let's go back first."
The apprentice's ghost is a little unstable, it seems that he should be entangled by the soul chain, that's all, go back and help him return to his place, just rest for a few days.
But Zhao Xuan was very puzzled: Strange, how could there be ghosts haunting here?
She turned her head and glanced out of the car window, and after thinking for a moment, she started the car and prepared to go home first.
Just after the car drove not far away, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground in the distant mountains. The strong wind whizzed past, and a cold breath spread out in the blink of an eye.
As if sensing something, Zhao Xuan slammed on the brakes and turned to look at the hill.
After seeing the thick cloud covering the entire mountain, Zhao Xuan said solemnly, "Get out of the car."
It seems that they don't want to go back tonight.
What happened to that mountain?
It's enough to make a knife formation, but now a large cloud of Yin Qi suddenly burst out. Not only that, but two ghost figures suddenly ran out of the forest.
What is it about this mountain that attracts "people"?
For a while, the snake demon, for a while, for a Taoist priest, and today he ran out of a ghost, and it¡¯s not over, now it seems that there are other abnormal things running over! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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