A burst of black light flashed, and the heroic ghost Xin Lianshan appeared in front of everyone with a big smile, holding a miserable ghost that had been beaten in his hand.
But it's not Feng Wumen's brother-in-law, Lu Ping.
"Hahaha, Major General, why are you calling me up in such a hurry? Check your 'work'?!"
"Don't worry, we're doing the things you always arranged to do. We're going to stop that bastard Lu Ping in Hualou!"
"Here, this is it!"
As the ghost Xin Lianshan spoke, he threw the ghost in his hand to the ground like a dead chicken.
"What? You want to beat this bastard by yourself?! I've just started beating him, do you want to come together?!"
Chen Daji couldn't wait to rush up and cover Xin Lianshan's foul mouth.
Looking at Feng Wumen, whose eyes were getting redder and redder, and who was about to run away, he waved his hands and backed away.
"Old madman, if we say this is all a misunderstanding, can you believe it?!"
"I believe in you, sir!" Feng Wumen roared, turning into a howling black wind and rushing towards Chen Daji.
Xin Lianshan was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the steel fork and went straight to Feng Wumen's back.
"Hahaha, the major general still knows how to play. This time we will beat my brother-in-law and brother-in-law together!"
When Lu Ping saw that his brother-in-law was besieged by two major scourges, he immediately aroused anger in his heart.
"If you dare to hit your brother-in-law, I will fight with you!"
After a period of uproar, the chaos finally subsided under the obstruction of everyone.
Chen Daji was too embarrassed to fight back because of his guilty conscience. His eyes were bruised after being beaten by Feng Wumen, and he looked like a living national treasure;
Feng Wumen also felt uncomfortable, and his big waist gave Xin Lianshan a chill in his heart.
This time the two sides fought two against two and it was considered a draw.
Seeing that Feng Wumen was still furious, Hua Jiunan quickly apologized repeatedly and left with everyone in "embarrassment".
Xin Lianshan was still unaware of the situation. He couldn't figure out the situation and could only ask Chang Baye softly.
"Brother Huaiyun, what happened just now?"
"Why didn't you come to help me and the Major General when they were fighting that bastard Feng Wumen?!"
Chang Ba is timid and never dares to offend anyone. He will naturally explain everything with a smile.
The ghost Xin Lianshan was even more confused after hearing this.
"Why is this happening?! The Major General and I have been fighting him for hundreds of years..."
After struggling for most of the night, it was already dawn when the group returned to the small courtyard.
Chen Daji, who had been beaten for two days in a row, ignored the unbearable pain and immediately ran to his father's room.
"Dad, are you still in the mood to sleep?! You are almost dead!"
"Get out of here!" Chen Fu shouted angrily, and Chen Daji flew out of the door with a swish, grinning in pain.
Apparently he was kicked by his own father.
"You little brat, you can't say Lao Tzu so early in the morning, okay?!"
When Chen Fu walked out of the room with his clothes on, everyone was shocked when they saw him.
His face was extremely dark, and he looked like a dead man at first glance.
Right now, the totem curse between his eyebrows seemed to have come alive and was trying its best to penetrate into his body.
Indeed it is!
But why, why couldn’t Mr. Song suppress it any more!
Hua Jiunan sighed secretly and helped Chen Fu sit down at the stone table.
"Uncle Chen, let me tell you something..."
After hearing what Hua Jiunan said, Chen Fu was stunned.
"Xiao, Xiaojiu, you didn't mean to make me angry, we really don't have a few months left?!"
Hui Laoliu and Chang Huaiyuan all stepped forward to comfort him.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen will lead us to find a way to save you!"
"That's good, that's good!" Chen Fu was slightly relieved after hearing this, but then he hurriedly asked.
"Two... two old gods, the one Xiao Jiu mentioned... is Liangzhu dangerous?"
"Compared with the big rice dumpling (Zhang Liang) in our mine, who is evil?"
Chang Huaiyuan's face was solemn: "Like a firefly and a bright moon, they are incompatible."
"And we can't go to Shanhaiguan..."
"Ah? Is that so!?" Chen Fu fell into silence for a moment after hearing this.
After a while, he stood up with a forced smile.
"What about that, old fairy, Xiaojiu, you guys sit down, I'll go back to the room and lie down for a while."
"I don't know what happened, but I suddenly felt very cold."
Looking at Chen Fu's slumped back, everyone felt even heavier.
No one spoke for a while, everyone was thinking about how to help this benevolent businessman with great love.
During the silence, Chen Fu's voice suddenly came from his room.
The voice was very low, and she was talking to Chen Daji Niang.
If not for everyone's profound cultivation, they really wouldn't be able to hear it.