Hearing Wuchen said that Shangguan Ren wanted to kill his little girl Xiaohong, He Qihuan was unhappy: I just rescued her from the sea of ​​suffering, but you want to wipe out my credit? But I didn’t know that it was to wipe out my hard work and disappoint me! Just like the farmer who had just worked hard to catch all the pests of the seedlings, hoping for a great harvest in autumn. At this time, a yamen runner came over and said: The master was interested in this piece of land and wanted to build a house, and he filled it all for me! Who would be willing? This is how the officials forced the people to rebel, so He Qihuan didn’t care that Shangguan Ren was the so-called demon master and started to "rebellion". Of course, there was also an old monk Wuchen who was determined and stubbornly supported him behind him.

So, under the fierce firepower attack of Wuchen and He Qihuan 2:1, Shangguan Ren finally reluctantly agreed not to use Xiaohong for experiments under the constraints of his original bet with Wuchen. However, Shangguan Ren emphasized that if He Qihuan's body always fails to improve, it is impossible to carry Xiaohong on the table for experiments. So everyone took a step back and reached an agreement.

Quarrel is also a kind of politics. Compromise, and it is inevitable that both sides will make a compromise. However, when the strong are playing games, the mentally retarded can only wait outside the door for the arrival of unknown fate. Just like the poor Xiaohong who is waiting loyally outside the door at this moment, I don’t know that she almost became a teenage mouse in the laboratory.

Shangguan Ren, who was unwilling to accept his failure, had to threaten a few viciously before leaving. He stared at He Qihuan and grinned, "Baby, if you don't recover quickly, don't blame me for destroying flowers." Then he looked at Wuchen and said earnestly: "What a pity, a lump like you, you can't understand the pain of hiding anonymity in me like me. What is the most pity for wasting? Talents are wasted!"

Wu Chen understood Shangguan Ren's indignation after his failure and said lightly: "The sun is very bright outside, how about we bask in the sun?"

"Show your head, I will live until I grow old and learn until I grow old!" Shangguan Ren realized that he was defeated this time because of He Qihuan's "rebellion". He felt the importance and urgency of strengthening the study of educational theory, so he went back to the house to study the art of education.

Wu Chen naturally would not be confused by a small victory just now. Seeing Shangguan Ren working so hard, how dare he relax? Studying is like sailing against the current and not advancing, he will retreat. He also quickly went back to the house to reflect and summarize, hoping to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. He was like a broken bamboo and stepped on Shangguan Ren firmly under his feet.

The two old men went back to their house to study matters related to educational theories, leaving He Qihuan alone in his room.

He Qihuan remembered what the old senior Shangguan Ren said just now, and he muttered to himself: I want to hide my name too. He took out the mask that Shangguan Ren gave him, put it carefully, and prepared to walk outside, so as not to be torn apart like he was recognized last time.

Xiaohong kept guarding the door. When she heard the noise in the room, she was very worried about the young master, but she didn't dare to go in. Later, she saw the two old men angry and the other smiling, and went in to see how the young master was doing.

The door was gently pushed open, and Xiaohong walked in. Suddenly, she saw a strange boy in the room, looking around proudly. Xiaohong couldn't help but be stunned. Then her eyebrows stood up and said vigilantly: "Who are you? Why are you in the young master? Want to steal something?

Of course, this person is so happy. He suddenly became childish and wanted to tease Xiaohong, the little girl, so he changed his tone and said, "Silly girl! I am the young master." He touched his nose and showed a charming smile that was worth the effort.

Xiaohong also wrinkled her cute little nose and stared at the boy in front of her, thinking: I still imitate my young master's actions, but to be honest, this person is much more beautiful than the young master, both handsome and upright.

"Xiaohong, do you think I'm handsome?" He Qihuan raised his chest and paced back and forth in the room.

"What does it have to do with your beauty?" Xiaohong muttered secretly, then said loudly: "It looks good! It's like a dog's tail flower!" Then he looked around and shouted: "Young Master! Young Master! Where are you?"

"I'm here!" The young man continued to laugh.

Xiaohong was angry, her eyes widened, and she was worried about the young master. She clenched her pink fist and shook her at He Qihuan: "Don't think you are handsome, I dare not smash your dog's head? Tell me honestly, where is the young master? Why are you here?"

He Qihuan shook his head: Why is this girl so fierce? If you continue playing, your ancestors will be unlucky. He took off his mask and said innocently: "Xiaohong, it's really me."

Xiaohong's eyes widened again, like a table tennis ball, her mouth was so wide that it could be stuffed into a tennis ball. Then she screamed and pounced on He Qihuan, lowered her head and said apologizing and apologizing.

He Qihuan naturally spared Xiaohong. He looked out the window, and the sky was clear and the sun was shining. He Qihuan said, "Battles in winter to help calcium absorption. Let's go out and go for a walk!" Xiaohong couldn't understand what He Qihuan said, but the young master said she would leave, so she was naturally willing to follow. So the master and servant went out together, and when they walked out of the door, they became three people. Another one was Du Tianding, a white-bearded man who had been following He Qihuan.

The afternoon sun is very warm and windless, and there are many people sitting on chairs beside the street basking in the sun. Now is a suitable time to go out and walk.

There are many places in the city, and people want to walk into this sunshine or persuade people to walk into this sunshine. For example, here:

The sun was shining outside the window, but there was a thick window screen here. In the darkness, a young man in black stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the darkness for no reason. Behind him, a figure slowly condensed, and the shadow bowed and said, "Young Master, the leader is passing the message."

"Say!" The young man in black did not turn around.

"The leader was satisfied with the harvest, but was furious about the losses, and asked that the last season must be improved." The dark shadow said in a deep voice.

"I understand, go down!" said the young man lightly.

The black shadow bowed to the young man and bowed again, and the figure gradually faded and disappeared into the dark house.

After a while, the young man turned around and looked at the direction of the Nebula Forest and said angrily: "Two stinky old men, you are all posting notices, bad things for me! I want to tell you not to die well!" His fists clenched. This young man was Yun Zhetian, the young master of the Yin League. He brought his subordinates to ambush the warriors in the Nebula Forest to plunder money and property. It started smoothly. Later, because of Wuchen's exposure, he was hit hard by everyone and lost a lot of people. He had to withdraw from the forest and go to the Physical and Chemical City to recuperate. (See Chapters 20, 21, waiting for that person)

"Heiyi." The young man's tone became calm again, but as gloomy as ice.

"I'm here!" A gloomy voice came from the corner.

"How did Qianbaisheng ask?"

"No news came."

"This world always needs to be handled by one's own rules." Yun Zhetian, a young man in black, stared at the darkness and said lightly.

"I understand!" The voice of Heiyi codenamed Heiyi was filled with bloodthirsty excitement. For Yinmeng, the meaning of no effect was to let him disappear. Since Qianbaisheng knew their existence, but he could not find out for their Yinmeng, he could only be dead people to keep secrets for them.

"Brush--" The curtains were suddenly pulled open, and the sunshine and silver bell-like laughter were all in the room. "Brother, aren't you bothered to stay in the dark every day? Be careful of psychopathy!" A girl in black jumped in. She was wearing black clothes with some beautiful patterns embroidered on her black clothes.

Yunzhaitian's pupils suddenly contracted in the light. Looking at his sister who was so beautiful, his eyes were still as if he was looking at the darkness, and he pondered and educated his sister: "Dark is our coat, and cold is our action. Have you forgotten it again?"

"Brother—" the girl said coquettishly, "Don't you be so serious every day? Do you walk outside? Just take it as an investigation to understand the information!" Yun Zhetian thought and said softly: "There is no right to speak without investigation! There is something to say, let's go!" The girl was overjoyed when she heard this, jumped forward and tightly held her brother Yun Zhetian's arm, and walked towards the bright sunshine. Their black clothes were shining in the sunshine, but this was a kind of cold light.

Before Yun Zhetian left, he glanced around. A middle-aged man who looked very ordinary at the door nodded slightly to him.
Chapter completed!