Nanqin

Regarding Zhang Nanqin's words, Qian Feng could still judge that it was not a lie, but he frowned, "Are you trying to tell me that the dictionary should be a bad idea?"

Zhang Nanqin smiled. Although Qian Feng is innocent, he is not stupid enough. Even if he didn't say it, he can still think of it. He nodded: "Before you had the sacred identity of the god hunting camp to protect you, now you But a commoner, what do you think?"

Before Qian Feng could speak, he went on to say: "No matter how much temptation in the dark you have refused in the Shenchui Camp, in the eyes of some people, you don't like Shenchuiying, especially if you are not like you. It’s not an exaggeration to think that it’s incompatible with them to advance."

"These people want to deal with you and yin you behind, what do you do?" He finished looking at Qian Feng.

Qian Feng walked slowly and seemed to be thinking.

Zhang Nanqin said again: "As you used to be, you can live here to prove that your income is very good. Now I want to go to the pawn shop, and it seems that I have been unhappy."

Qian Feng frowned, a trace of unnoticeable sadness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly stopped: "I'm here."

Zhang Nanqin glanced at the environment. It was at the end of the road. On the side was a small attic. The courtyard: "Don't want me to sit down?" Then he took out a silver ticket from his arms and stuffed it directly into Qian Feng In his arms, said: "It's okay, it will be long in the future, but you should be careful."

Qian Feng just wanted to speak, when the gate was opened, it was an old woman with a kind face: "Xiaofeng, there is nothing wrong with the Shenchou Camp today?" After speaking, the old woman stretched her head and saw Zhang Nanqin's back and said, "Why not let me Your colleagues come in and sit down?"

After hearing this, Qian Feng was taken aback, but then smiled: "Mother, that's my friend."

After speaking, Qian Feng glanced at Zhang Nanqin's figure, and then at the silver ticket he was holding from his arms. He sighed deeply and stepped into the hospital gate. He saw that the small courtyard was small but very comfortable. An old man was sitting in a chair with a thick blanket.

The old man's body looked at Qian Feng trembling slightly, and the latter called out, "Father."

After listening to the old man, he kept humming in his nose, as if he was teaching Qian Feng. After hearing this, Qian Feng said: "Father, don't be angry, I know that I must do my best when I am on duty. I just happened to be here today. So come back and take a look."

After hearing this, the old woman on the side also said: "Don't ask Feng'er with your previous set, don't get angry."

After the old woman finished speaking, she pulled Qian Feng into it, and then the old woman's face was serious: "The mother of God's arrest camp is already known."

After hearing this, Qian Feng was stunned. He thought about that his father was in the yard before, so his mother spoke like that. Otherwise, given his father's current condition, he was really afraid of being angry.

The old woman seemed to be able to see through Qian Feng's thoughts. She said: "This matter is kept from your father for the time being. He is unhappy now, so you will feel wronged."

"Mother, what are you talking about? What is wrong with me." Qian Feng smiled.

The old woman rolled her eyes at Qian Feng: "You are my son, don't I know what you think? I wandered outside every day for the past few days, and only came back a little later." Then he glanced at the banknote in Qian Feng's hand. "I will find a chance to tell your father about this, you don’t have to worry about it. However, your father has been a man with a straight spine throughout his life, so don’t let him down. These silver coins were given to you by your friend just now. ?"

Qian Feng couldn't hide anything from his father since he was a child. He felt uncomfortable at this moment, and looked back at his father who was lying on a chair with a disability.

"Although your father needs silver to cure his illness, he doesn't need to be so. Do you know what a mother means?" The old woman looked at Qian Feng with a kindly gaze.

Qian Feng nodded and said, "Mother, you accept this silver. The friend just now is not easy, he belongs to the name of Tianzi, and your son met a noble man."

The old woman's eyes widened when she heard it, and she looked at Qian Feng incredulously: "Feng'er,

When Qian Feng saw his mother's expression like this, he nodded: "Mother, I didn't laugh. Take this silver, and I will invite Dr. Zhang to come over. I will explain to my father about the God's capture camp. You don't have to worry."

After speaking, Qian Feng turned around and went out. He felt his mother watching him quietly at the gate of the courtyard.

He walked out quickly, stepped out of the Fujiwara Tower, and then slapped himself severely.He looked at this familiar and unfamiliar place around him, giving him a sense of loneliness.

Especially when Qian Feng thought of the lie he told his mother just now, he didn't know where he had the courage.You must know that his father used to be the instructor of Huangziying and has always worshipped the legendary Tiandixuan three-ziying camp.If he didn't say that, it is estimated that his father would be pissed to death after he knew that he had left the camp.

He sighed, thinking of Zhang Nanqin, showing a wry smile, his only way now is to find Zhang Nanqin to lie, thinking of this, he went to the place where Zhang Nanqin lived.

At this moment, Zhang Nanqin came to the cloth shop, hiding in Huaqingzhu.

It's just that Wei Lanqing appeared not long after he came here, which made Zhang Nanqin's eyes always stare at Wei Lanqing, his eyes seemed to say, you are so busy now, still have the heart to come here?

Wei Lanqing may be cold and cold from outsiders, but in front of Zhang Nanqin, she is a little woman. She is making tea and placing a cup of tea in front of Zhang Nanqin.

Wei Lanqing said: "With the assistance of Ms. Fang Ying, the external resources have been integrated."

Zhang Nanqin chuckled the smoke pot: "You have a lot of sound transmission stones?"

This means that where am I going, how do you know?

Wei Lanqing picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "The little master gathered the guards of several shops today and dispatched them. The following people notified me. I know that the little master listens to you. Find the little master. I might as well find you."

Zhang Nanqin blinked after hearing this, and was shocked.He just asked Monk Heming to inquire about the matter, but he didn't expect to call some guards from Wei's family. He couldn't help but smiled: "This bald man is starting to learn to be lazy."

Wei Lanqing didn't seem to care: "One person is not as efficient as multiple people."

Zhang Nanqin didn't say much. For him, Wei Lanqing is not an outsider now, but compared with Qin Ruoan, it is incomparable. However, thinking about his own causality, Wei Lanqing will be dangerous in his mind. There are always hurdles that cannot be passed, so I didn't say much about this matter.

After all, I don't know how many storms will come in the future, so Wei Lanqing will gradually become familiar with it. Knowing some things doesn't matter.

There were footsteps and familiar rhythms, and Zhang Nanqin knew it was Monk Heming, and saw the other person walk in. He laughed originally, but saw that Wei Lanqing was also there, so he withdrew what he wanted to say.

Zhang Nanqin glared at him irritably: "You look for the guards under Miss Wei to work, and you want to keep the secret from Miss Wei. This is a bit unreality, let's talk."