Here Lies The Wicked

The next morning.

Tao Wenguang finally woke up from a coma.

“It's just that my foot was accidentally smashed to the skin, and my old bone isn't so delicate. ”

Tao Wenguang was very angry in his voice. He spoke on the second floor and could be heard on the first floor. As you can see, this old man is fragile and bloody.

Only those who think well and breathe blood will be strong at this age.

In the courtyard, breathing into the sun of the first ascent of the Toner square and practicing the Taoist common breath technique of the old god stick, looking back, the two of them saw Tao Wenguang walking from the second floor down the floor.

However, Tao Wenguang's legs and feet were a little inconvenient. One leg was still wrapped in a bandage. He walked down the stairs with his hands and limped. Behind Tao Wenguang's back, he followed his wife, worried about shattering.

“Taoist Chan.” Tao Wenguang first saluted the old god stick.

At this time, the old god stick, under the Chaoyang Jinhui, loaded with a clothes to float, the fairy wind tunnel bones of the world's high character, also seems to be a similar faint nod, softly, um, sound, fully reflects the high people have an aura.

“This must be Brother Fang, right? My student Yushu told me about you. Brother Fang is the apprentice of Taoist Chan. He is indeed a hero and a teenager. I thank Brother Fang for his help last night.” Tao Wenguang looked in the right direction and said solemnly.

He looked at Fang Zheng all the time, and only mentioned Fang Zheng's hand, not the old god stick. Obviously, this nurturing son of a lifetime, the reader of countless old professors, has seen the delicate relationship between the two people from Fang Zheng and the old god stick.

“Professor, do you really believe that there will be a resurrection in this world seeking vengeance?” The praiseworthy correction, this time without complacency, did not answer Tao Wenguang's words, but did not answer the question.

Then he was describing what he saw last night, and began to look at the old man's face without blinking.

I don't know, when Tao Wenguang finished listening, this retired old professor, his eyes were red, and his emotions went out of control on the spot, and he cried sadly.

Fang has been looking at Tao Wenguang, it does not look like a disguised sadness, like a true recall of sad memories.

“It's him, it's him, it's been 40 years, it's been 40 years, not only can he not let go, the other four of us can't forget about this, always wake up in nightmares! It's a nightmare you'll never forget! ”

Tao Wenguang cried painfully and was very sad.

The old man's face was filled with grief, self-reproach and remorse.

……

Municipality.

When Sun Yushu was returned to his residence, the old Jetta of the water tanker was left just below and the old god stick.

Also, there is a back seat with a guitar backpack with “Classical National Strike Instruments"...

“Brother Fang, do you believe what the retired professor said?” The Old Goddess club drives and looks forward and asks for directions to the side.

“What do you think of the Old Goddess?” Fang did not answer immediately.

Old Goddess stick: “Old Dao I've traveled south all my life to see a lot of people, what fake monks, fake Taoists, country goddesses who pretend to be ghosts, these people have eaten up the tricks, but I still believe that I can't mistake the wrong people. The sadness of this old professor, unlike pretending, is that he has the integrity of a reader who can give up his famous wealth, who can set aside everything, who is willing to retire in a small mountain village, indicating that his state of mind is peaceful, unlike that of a narrow-minded or fornicated man. ”

Having heard so much from the old priest, Fang eyed the strange color: “You're not talking about Professor Tao's bag of 50,000, are you talking about money? ”

Professor Tao retired from poverty and did not have a lot of savings. The 50,000 yuan profit is worth the money. Professor Tao and his wife are saving.

Sun Yushu, who was a wealthy family member, also wanted to give Fang Zheng the second large red envelope for his teacher, but Fang didn't want it.

He works for Tao Wenguang, naturally only Tao Wenguang's interests are money.

That's what they said. The old god stick coughed up and immediately defended himself: “Little brother, do you despise my personality so much? ”

“Do I look like the kind of guy who folds his back for five dozen meters? ”

Old Goddess stick vibrated with words.

I was just finishing up, the old god stick was handsome, but for three seconds, his face recovered to be a little dirty: “Little brother, look, triple the salary, and my high-speed invoice, gas station invoice, can I ask you to reimburse me? ”

Square: “…”

Aren't we supposed to fold for five dozen meters?

……

When he returned to the city, it was almost noon. Yesterday, he was watching the night again. Today, he drove for two hours. He was tired of choking on the old god stick, so he was taking a day off for the old god stick, counting his paid vacation, and went back and took a good day off.

At the same time, invoices were reimbursed to the old god stick. Fifty thousand is the money and a portion of the dividend was paid to the old god stick. Although this time the old god stick self-propelled body hanger was not used, there was no credit and hard work.

Hearing there is also a dividend, this can make the old god stick happy, the old face of the chrysanthemum smile like a blossom.

And when Fang was returning to the community, it was almost afternoon.

As Fang was about to walk past the security room, Captain Liu in the security room called Fang Zheng: “Fang Zheng, here is your delivery. ”

A black question mark appears on the square face??

How can he not remember having bought a courier recently?

Captain Liu bent down to find the package and looked down at the delivery face and said: “The recipient is Fang... Yu Yu, is your niece's name right? ”

Fong was stunned when he heard the words.

No wonder he was suddenly looking for a bank card and a treasure account the other day. I didn't think too much about clothes learning to buy online.

Even elementary school monks know how to register a treasure with a tablet all day long.

And saving up all your clothes is 200 bucks, so you don't have to worry about spending money on clothes.

He's just a little curious. What did Clothes Net buy?

Thanks to Captain Liu, Fang went into the neighborhood and walked to the door of the house. Officer Wei's house next door emitted a renovation sound. The renovation of the house is about to be completed in about a decade.

However, I did not meet Officer Wei's cousin this time. Zhang Yiwen, who is a little out of his mind, was relieved when he thought it was daytime school time. The last incident did not leave Zhang Yiwen with a psychological shadow, because the Special Operations Department people, once again, collectively tampered with memories.

At this point, holding the right side of the delivery box and just taking out the key to open the door, I saw the clothes and the little black tail behind me, I couldn't wait to get to the door.

Fang immediately noticed something wrong. This little kid, a hairy kid, was staring at the delivery box in his hand, and he couldn't get his eyes open.

Square eyes fox suspicion: "Clothes, Black, say, are you two hiding something from me? ”

“Did you two buy this delivery together? ”

“What did you buy? ”