While admiring, he didn't forget to eat a snack from Songgu. He shook his head happily, and said: "Wuliang Tianzun, it turns out that men are in sauce, hey, I can teach my little disciple~ ~~Hey, is there still such a good master as me in the world? Absolutely not!"

  He Zhen brought him and praised himself again, and then turned his head happily, and looked at Matsutani: "Is there anything delicious that I want the old man to try?"

   Songgu still maintained a polite smile, and said softly: "Little Master said, let you go to him, now, immediately, and now!"

  Immediately now? What the **** is so anxious? !

  He Zhen grumbled and got up from the bed, but the moment he was about to go to the ground, he hesitated again.

  Look up and look at the watch, half past eleven, it's midnight!

  Close his eyes and stretch out his hands to count, He Zhen's face is a bit ugly.

  Matsugu worried about Zhan Yu and couldn’t help asking: “Is there anything wrong with Mr. He?”

  Is the young master in trouble that can't be solved? That would be terrible, does he still have to inform the old lady?

  He Zhen pinched his gray beard, immortal wind and bones, with a solemn expression, as if something really happened to his death.

After a while, he opened his eyelids.

   "Yes, it's wrong, isn't this time of love?"

  Does this point for Mao tell him to go over immediately now? ?

  Is it stuck in the middle? ?

  Fuck, the old man just said, do you guys look good on this instructional video, how about it, now something goes wrong, remember the importance of the old man? !

  Ha, this apprentice, see how he educates him today. If you don’t listen to the master, you will suffer!

  He Zhen's face was eager to fist, but Matsutani twitched his mouth and tried to restore his polite smile: "He old, the car is already downstairs, the young master invites you to leave now!"

  Rao has been an old butler for so many years, Matsutani couldn't help but want to hold down this Taoist priest and give him a violent beating.

  I really don’t know if it took hundreds of lives for the young master to provoke such an old strange thing!

"All right!"

  He Zhen straightened his clothes, turned around to leave, thought about it, turned back, put the disc away, and carefully carried it into his arms.

  The country vigorously develops the construction of spiritual civilization, and teaching films are not easy to find!

  In the villa, Ling Haotian lay in his room, his face pale.

  The doctor did various checks on him. Whether it was blood pressure or heartbeat, everything was normal, but this man showed no signs of waking up.

  This is really weird.

"What do you think?"

   "I don't believe in ghosts and gods."

  Zhan Yu nodded: "I don't believe it either."

   "Haotian's fainting definitely has a reason."

  "Do you feel a little irritable when you come here?"

  Zhan Yu asked subconsciously.

   Irritable? ?

   seems to be there, but it is not so obvious.

"It seems to have."

  Zhan Yu nodded, he also felt this way, but in addition to irritability, there was also a feeling of emptiness, it seemed that desires could not be satisfied.

  He looked at Xia Xi subconsciously, his eyes chasing after her open pink lips.

  It seems that this kind of dissatisfaction is stronger.

  He walked slowly into Xia Xi, as if approaching a small animal, cautiously.

  He didn't feel a little satisfied until he walked to Xia Xi's side and asked about the faint fragrance of her on the tip of his nose.

  But, it seems not enough...

  It feels very familiar, much like the feeling in the dream that night.

  Is this all the ghost of that house? ?

   Zhan Yu's brows became more frowning.