"There are always some things that you will be powerless," Zhao Yunlan said, taking out the page of the old book about the Robra Forbidden Technique from his ragged wallet, digging a hole, burying it completely under the snow, clapping his hands, standing up, and continuing, "Either become strong enough to solve everything, or forget it, it's not good to worry about those useless things, and occupying memory."

This time, Wang Zheng was silent for a longer time.

The Soul-Slaying Envoy came over and reached out to him: "Let's go, I'll send the Lord to the mountain pass flat."

Zhao Yunlan was already very tired and had a ride. Of course, he didn't want to walk. He handed his hand to the Soul-Slaying Envoy. The Soul-Slaying Envoy pulled his arm and pulled him into his arms. Then it became dark around him. Before Zhao Yunlan could stand firm, he opened his eyes again, and the stars were already changing.

The Soul-Slaying Envoy's cloak dispersed, and in a blink of an eye, they had returned to the mountain pass.

The Soul-Slaying Envoy let him go, took a step back, then bowed and turned around and left, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into a huge black hole.

Zhao Yunlan looked at his back and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Just as he was thinking about something, Wang Zheng on the dial suddenly spoke.

She said, "By the way, Chu Zhao, didn't you say you forgot your wallet in the car? What did you take out just now?"

The mysterious expression on Zhao Yunlan's face broke in an instant, and she covered her chest with shock: "What are you going to do? I've been tight recently, so I'm giving you sex and not giving you money! What about your man? Why don't you care about you, and why do you always worry about other people's wallets?"

"He doesn't understand," Wang Zheng's tone became a little more relaxed, "I heard that you have recently purchased a large number of antique books, and it seems that you are planning to be an antique dealer. What else have you done?"

"Men always have to buy houses and buy land to support their families." Zhao Yunlan put his hands in his pocket and walked forward staggeringly, "Little girl, you don't understand."

Wang Zheng chuckled: "I have been dead for three hundred years. Who is the little girl?"

Zhao Yunlan climbed up and said, "You are all old witches who have been dead for three hundred years. You are so embarrassed to ask me if I want New Year's money, are you shameless?"

The two of them broke each other in a white snow. After a long time, Wang Zheng said softly: "Didn't we say that, thank you..."

Zhao Yunlan showed a smile on her face, and she sweared and said, "Don't think that a few sweet words and sugar-coated shells can replace the ten thousand words of inspection. Send it to my email next week. When I was staying up with the New Year, those who made mistakes this year would be a reserved program to read the review letter to all comrades, so don't think that you can avoid it in this way."

When Zhao Yunlan returned to the mountaintop hut, it was already evening.

Zhu Hong asked him with his eyes. Zhao Yunlan lit up his watch at her. Zhu Hong knew it and found a little man with hand-woven wool from his bag. He pretended to be careless and walked past Zhao Yunlan, rubbing the little doll gently on his watch. Without anyone seeing it, two wisps of white smoke briskly penetrated into the little man's body. The little doll as big as a palm suddenly came to life and moved in Wang Zheng's palm.

Zhao Yunlan swept around the room and found that there were all people and all of them looked good. Chu Shuzhi stood at the door quietly, with Daqing lying under his feet, and Guo Changcheng was taking care of the small pot that he didn't know what was cooking. The students sat around, and were shocked and heard the fake monk Lin Jing telling a ghost story. Chen Wei... Well, where is Chen Wei?

Why did he think that he was fully staffed?

Zhao Yunlan's face darkened and she asked Zhu Hong: "Where is Teacher Shen?"

Zhu Hong was obviously stunned, and the expression on her face was a moment of confusion. However, for only a moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Yunlan. Chen Wei walked in with a handful of firewood and said tepidly: "Do you look for me?"

Zhu Hong seemed to remember it and slapped her forehead: "Yes, Teacher Shen said that since he still had to stay here for a night, he was afraid that he would not bring enough fuel and go out to find dry firewood."

Chen Wei put the firewood next to the fire to dry it: "I'm afraid that if Miss Wang found it?"

Zhao Yunlan glanced at him and responded casually: "Well, I found it. I happened to meet a rescue team on the way. I asked her to do something, so I just asked them to take her back."

"Oh," Chen Wei turned around and smiled at him warmly, "It's fine. You've been out for a day, come and have a bowl of isatis root to prevent colds."

Zhao Yunlan stared at him for a moment, then smiled as if nothing had happened, walked over and took the medicine, and drank it in one sip. He did not mention any of the things that happened the night before and the doubts in his own heart.

Zhao Yunlan has been very unhuman these days - she first had a hangover with Lang Ge, then drove a day in the cold and snowy weather for a day, then didn't sleep for half a night, was knocked down by Wang Zheng, was injured by the mountain and river cone, and then traveled two long laps in the snowy plateau, and inexplicably fucked a large group of monsters. The sequelae of such high-intensity activities broke out when she woke up the next morning.

He slept in a stiff pillow.

Even if the old man tilted his neck, he was still the old man. As soon as he woke up, he pointed everyone around. One morning, under his command, the mountain hut was in chaos. Zhao Yunlan instructed Lin Jing to rub his shoulders. As a result, Lin Jing used Shaolin Powerful King Kong finger to his shoulders, which almost broke the neck of his leader. Zhao Yunlan almost burst into tears. She suspected that Lin Jing was deliberately retaliating. The two of them did not do any serious business and chased him around the hut for twenty minutes before they calmed down in Zhu Hong's roar that could not bear "I can't leave."

Zhao Yunlan beat Lin Jing twice and found that his neck could miraculously twist, so he walked into the house with his hands behind his back and went to pack up his things... and picked up Daqing and hung it around his neck as a fur scarf.

The female squad leader brought by Chen Wei said "Huh" and said strangely: "When did this cat come out? Do you also go with us? I thought it was a wild cat."

Zhao Yunlan said in a humble manner: "Have you ever seen such a rich wild cat?"

In response to this sentence, Daqing boldly stretched his claws and slapped him, and violently beat his immediate boss with all his wishes.

The female squad leader came over sympathetically and touched Daqing's smooth hair: "It's so pitiful. He was checked over by the plane all the way - by the way, Brother Zhao, our teacher said that he would come back and drive, so that you can rest well."

Zhao Yunlan covered her face that was slapped by a cat, paused and turned around to look at Chen Wei.

It happened to meet Chen Wei's gaze. Chen Wei lowered his eyes slightly and chuckled at him.

Chen Wei's expressions and words were so subtle that in Zhao Yunlan's eyes, each expression seemed to have hidden thousands of words. He suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. He remembered the gaze he suddenly bumped into when he opened his eyes the night before. It seemed that someone had pinched his heart, which became sour and soft.

Zhao Yunlan slept all the way in the passenger seat. When he was awakened by the ringtone of his cell phone in his pocket, it was already noon. It was time for the sun to start to go west. The car had already left the snow-capped area, and there were already scattered houses on both sides of the highway.

The caller was Lang Ge. Lang Ge probably really wanted something about Zhao Yunlan. When he heard that they were going down the mountain, he immediately enthusiastically prepared a place for them to settle down, and said that he didn't have fun last time, and this time he must not return drunk.

Zhao Yunlan held off the phone and looked dirty. He was neither a drunkard nor a superman. What he longed for the most is a bed that allowed him to sleep forever, rather than treacherous old man with a chubby old man.

This sudden bad news made him feel like he was lost, and he didn't even feel like teasing Chen Wei. He put down the phone and seized all the time to close his eyes, trying to sleep well before this tough battle at night.

Chen Wei waited until his breathing was stable before he reached out to pull a blanket on his body.

When Lang Ge picked them up at the entrance of the main roads in the city center, Zhao Yunlan, who had been in a state of decline for a whole day, seemed to have come back to life and become a vibrant hero again.

The two of them got together, all of whom were talking about the train. They talked about it all over the world and then talked about half a bottle of white wine. Lang Ge's tongue was already big, but he was still energetic, and he shouted excitedly to open another bottle.

Although Zhao Yunlan remained calm, she seemed to have drunk boiled water after half a pound of wine, but her face began to turn pale.

Lang Ge shouted at his loud voice singing a folk song and directed the waiter: "Full it up! Come on all of us!"

Zhao Yunlan was inconvenient to stop him, so he had to pretend to be generous and nodded to the waiter. Then he lowered his head, and his heroic smile felt a little bitter.

Lang Ge stood up and said generously: "I am a man, I am not very educated and can't speak. I am just a rough man. The luckiest thing in my lifetime is to meet you good brothers. The saying goes, "Is it not that good to have friends from afar..." Isn't it? Alas, that's what I mean anyway, let's do it!"

Zhao Yunlan had no choice but to hold his wine glass in his words "Why are you doing?" At this time, Chen Wei, who had been silent, suddenly held his hand.

Lang Ge and Zhao Yunlan were both stunned.

Chen Wei picked up Zhao Yunlan's cup and stood up, nodded to Lang Ge first, and then said to him politely: "Zhao was catching a cold when he was blown by the wind on the top of the mountain, and he was not very comfortable now."

Zhao Yunlan immediately cooperated and lowered his head and coughed a few times.

Chen Wei smiled: "It's us who are so kind to bear the care of Mr. Meng Lang all the way. Unfortunately, they are all poor students who don't have to give birth in the ivory tower, and they really can't repay you. I have to toast you with this glass of wine."

After he finished speaking, he pressed down his wrist, touched Langco's cup, and dried the whole cup.

Brother Lang was stunned for a moment and said "Oh" in surprise - he also knew what kind of thing he was. It is no problem to call him brothers with a gangster like Zhao Yunlan. When he met these prestigious Gao Zhi, he also knew that others looked down on him, so he did not take the initiative to complain.

Unexpectedly, Chen Wei suddenly made such a move. This was a brand new experience in Langke's drinking and meat career. He immediately drank three sips and two sips without saying a word. Then he seemed to have discovered a new continent and turned the artillery fire to Chen Wei in a daze.

Zhao Yunlan glanced around the table - seeing Lin Jing, the fake monk who avoided disaster on the grounds that "the practitioners do not drink alcohol", was chanting scriptures while gnawing the big stick bones and making her mouth full of oil. Zhu Hong pretended to be pure and said, "The girl wants to drink red wine." He also enjoyed himself very happily. Chu Shuzhi had just touched his lips with half a glass of wine, and he started to pretend to be dead. Guo Changcheng... Guo Changcheng's honest child had been put down long ago, and this person probably didn't pretend to be "dead" - in short, none of them stood up to help him save the situation.

Zhao Yunlan grinded his teeth secretly and wrote a note for them. While speaking, he picked up a lot of dishes for Chen Wei to prevent him from drinking too hard. Then he used his cups and tricked the magic method. He worked with Chen Wei to put down the shit-smelling stick on the table of Lang Ge. This was the relief.

Chen Wei was obviously not used to this kind of social engagement. His cheeks were already flushed, and even his eyes were a little confused. When he stood up, he didn't stand firm and sat back "pull". Zhao Yunlan quickly helped him and asked in his ear: "I'll go, can you do it, is it okay?"

Chen Wei swayed and did not respond, but he reached out to put his hand around his waist, and hugged him quite tightly.
Chapter completed!