Here Lies The Wicked

But Sun Yushu went on to say,

Though Tao Wenguang is now rescued, he has not yet woken up due to a coma caused by a lack of oxygen buried.

So he can't talk to his mentor right now to find out what happened that year.

Looking at the surface of Sun Yushu, there was a rush of color and a look of help, Fang frowned. He thought that Sun Yushu had done his best to help him, so he did not embarrass Sun Yushu anymore.

Fang Zheng said, “Wait here for me. I'll get some things and come with you. ”

Rumor has it that Sun Yushu is surprised and shows his gratitude. He is constantly thanking the other side. It can be seen that Sun Yushu really cared about the safety of his university mentor, not pretended to be.

Perhaps Professor Tao isn't really that bad?

Upon Sun Yushu's insistence, Fang was returning to the community to collect something, while Sun Yushu waited for him at the door of the community.

As soon as Captain Liu saw the Sun Yushu that Fang was bringing back, he was astonished: “Fang Zheng, isn't this the young man who was sitting in front of the community like he lost his soul? ”

Tap, tap, tap with the old dry smoke of Zhang, also with Captain Liu tonight on the night, also nodded: “It was the last time the donkey in the donkey scared the fool's doll. ”

Old Zhang Yi opened his mouth, or that noisy Northwest accent mixed with the Chuan accent.

Captain Liu was whispering to each other, “Is this boy going to hit evil again? ”

Strange gaze.

Captain Liu shook himself with a chill: “Are you sure I'm right? ”

Sun Yushu stood there embarrassed.

Fearing to scare Captain Liu, Fang explained: "The last time I took him to the police station, I stopped his mother from getting hurt by a crazy woman in time, so he came to thank me specifically today. ”

Fang is asking Captain Liu not to think about it. There is no place in the world where so many evil collisions occur.

Upon returning to the house on the floor where he lived, the door was opened and he saw that he was taking the initiative to grab a pair of slippers and wait for his clothes at the front door.

There's a little tail behind the coat, a little black with clouds treading on snow and white gloves.

Fang Zheng has always felt that Little Black has recently expanded.

Look at him with white eyes every day.

“Clothes, we may not be able to go to the nursery today... Oh no, we won't be able to go to Left Thousand stores to learn woodcarving, I'm leaving you alone today, sorry.” Fang squatted down with apologies in his eyes.

Clothes could not speak, arms wrapped, silent attachment hugged square, and then let go.

With warmth in his square-eye, he touched the understandable clothes, then turned his head and waved to the little black man sitting behind the clothes: “Black, come here. ”

Little black arrogant with his little tail, stepping on the noble cat steps, a little impatient to go straight.

Fang looked silent, so he slammed a cat and ordered, “I may have to leave for a day or two, I'll leave my clothes to protect you. ”

Cat eyes glanced straight at each other, a pair of eyes as if they were looking at a cane.

Meow ~ Xiao Black came to the clothes to make the ferocious face of cerebral axe food protection.

I'm really as fierce as a cerebral axe.

I'm really mean.

It's like saying, "You don't have to tell me, I'll protect the new master."

“Next time talk well, I don't know where you learned to look.” Fangzheng is a little angry and funny.

A few minutes later, back in the bedroom, he took out the box with the ghost knife… and a large guitar backpack that he had recently picked up from a treasure.

……

The Lao Jin Stick was originally looking at the store, and as a result, a phone call was made, asking for business to come to the door and leave overnight, and mentioning that overtime was calculated on the basis of triple pay.

Without saying anything, the Old Goddess immediately stopped brushing short videos, closing stores, and going out.

The emphasis is on the phrase "overtime is paid at triple wages”.

He directly poked at the soft ribs of the old god stick that Money had opened.

Fang Zheng brought the old god stick with him, and he needed a stepping tool.

Second, he also brought a mobile hanger. If this time he really touches a murderer, he can't say that he will have to take off his old stick to dry again.

And when the old god club drove his No. 24 car loan soak truck Lao Jieda to the front door of Fang Zheng's neighborhood, he saw Fang Zheng and Sun Yushu standing with Fang Zheng.

The old priest sees today's correction as if he doesn't know a stranger: "Little brother, what are you dressed for? ”

Heran, carry a guitar backpack behind the square.

Fang Zheng's face was serious, and a genuine book said: “Actually, I have always been very low profile and hidden another identity. In addition to being a well-known and aspiring young man, I am also a folk music artist who loves the art of life and the scent of literature. ”

That's right, the blood is hot.

I had a dream when I was a kid, and the title of the essay was, "I want to be a musician."

What is it?

Old Dao, I know men up there.

The old god stick was somewhat obsessed and confused. He looked at Fang Zheng with suspicion.

Soon after, Sun Yushu and the guitar bag sat in the back seat together.

Fang was sitting in the passenger seat, the dedicated driver of the old god stick, driving the old Jetta, not far from scrap, swayed on the road.

“Little brother, the instrument in your bag is quite heavy. At least it must weigh three or four big guys. Old Dao I've been hard at the beginning.” The old god stick wonders, some meat hurts his BMW.

……

Master Sun Yushu's hometown is not in the city.

Instead, in a county-level city beneath the city, it takes about 100 kilometers to drive, and almost two hours to get there by highway.

Shanghe Village.

Da Leng, is a idle unemployed traveler in Shanghe Village.

Because he is lazy and has a bad habit of gambling, he does a lot of chicken and dog stealing in the village on weekdays, and even several nearby villages suffer from him.

He was arrested a lot, but every time he was detained for fifteen days at the police station, he came out and remained a thief.

Several arrests and releases were made, and even the police station did not want to see such people.

Today, gambling outside and losing all the money, it is a little late to return to the village, it is almost late at night, he is alone on the road at night.

Along the way, he was scolding. Today, he didn't know what bad luck he was taking. He lost when he gambled, lost when he gambled, lost when he gambled.

Just sit at the table and lose.

Da Tian is not only a lousy gambler, but also an alcoholic who walks and shakes and starts playing drunk.

Suddenly!

“Guess what, words or pictures? ”

A weirdo standing in the shadow, covered in black trench coats, threw a copper coin, and then covered his right palm on the back of his left hand, a pair of scarred hands...