Wu Shengji instantly grabbed the carriage and turned his head with a strange look.

Xiao Dongzi immediately understood and quickly twitched his mouth symbolically again.

"Brother, I was wrong... I swear, I won't ask again!!"

Wu Shengji rolled his eyes and continued on the carriage.

"Little thing, go and prepare the seven poisons..."

"Seven Poisons?" Xiao Dongzi's expression froze: "Brother, what do you want to do with Seven Poisons?! That's so poisonous..."

Wu Shengji was unhappy and glared at him, but said nothing.

Xiao Dongzi slapped himself again, bowed his head angrily, and stopped asking.

Feng Chenglin frowned slightly, and wanted to go forward, but was afraid that the time would be wrong, so he stood there a little for a moment.

However, Wu Shengji was very polite to him and slammed the carriage in front of him with a "while" sound.

"Mr. Feng, have you calculated it?"

"Haha..." Feng Chenglin smiled embarrassedly: "That... Banxia Du told me about the function of the big iron stove. I understand one thing. It turns out that I have always misunderstood the sir... I'm sorry..."

He bowed sincerely.

Inside the carriage, Ling Luoyu opened his eyes instantly, his eyes were charming.

"Fatty Feng?! Why is he here?"

When my mind moved, the sound became a line, and it was sent to Feng Chenglin's ears without moving.

"Fatty Feng..."

"Three Young Master?!"

Feng Chenglin was bowing, and he woke up as if he heard this and almost jumped up.

"What?!"

Wu Shengji had to be polite, but who knew that Feng Chenglin's voice was stunned.

"Three Young Masters??What are the Three Young Masters?!"

Before Feng Chenglin could finish looking around, Ling Luoyu's voice came to his ears again.

"What are you anxious about? You can't listen to me finish your words!"

Fatty Feng hurriedly laughed and waved his hands straight.

"No, no, sir misunderstood me... the one I said... was my hometown dialect, and I realized it was thank you... I was excited just now and said it..."

Feng Chenglin finished speaking with a strong breath, and a scream of sweat broke out on his back.

This excuse should be round, right?

If Wu Shengji finds out any problems again, he will have to continue to make up for it!

Who knew that Wu Shengji's thoughts were not on him, and he immediately said goodbye with a smile.

"Mr. Feng, please do whatever you want. I will arrange a patient first. When she is settled, we will chat carefully..."

"patient?!"

Feng Chenglin finally understood who was in the carriage, and regardless of whether Wu Shengji agreed or not, he lifted the curtain of the car.

Sure enough, Ling Luoyu was lying in the carriage.

Her blue-purple face was about to fall asleep, and Feng Chenglin almost blew his anger.

"three……"

Before the scream was over, Ling Luoyu's voice came to his ears again.

"Shut up!!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped and realized that Ling Luoyu was pretending. After breathing a silent breath, Wu Shengji didn't need to ask questions again, and he had already explained automatically.

"This word...is also the word in my hometown, which means...Oh, my god, why is it so scary...that's it!!"

He gestured with both hands and forced a smirk.

"That...I think her face is a little..."

Wu Shengji's eyes suddenly lit up and he turned his head slightly: "Do you know her?"

"No, no, I mean her face looks a little scary... Look at that dead man..."

Wu Shengji didn't know if he believed it or fake it, but he said "Oh" with a smile.
Chapter completed!