On this end, Kiyo couldn't sleep. He heard too many stories in the afternoon, and there were too many vague faces in his head, and there were so many secrets in everyone.

Seeing that it was not too late, she came out of the bed and dialed Wan Fenghuo's phone number.

Wan Fenghuo said "feed" and Mu Dai was extremely polite: "Uncle Wan."

After laughing a lot, Wan Fenghuo said, "Mu Day, no matter how many calls you call me uncle, no matter how polite you are, you will ask for money when you ask me for information."

It was exposed in one sentence, so shameless. Mu Dayi lifted the quilt and sat up, crossed his legs: "Wan Fenghuo."

Wan Fenghuo tsk: "I suddenly changed from Uncle Wan to Wan Fenghuo. The girl now is so realistic."

Muday said: "You quote me a price."

"Can you afford it?"

"I can't help but listen."

Wan Fenghuo laughed dryly: "It's big night, I'm so full that I'm so full that I give you a quote one by one. I'm not a radio station."

Mu Dai pressed the half-wall with his right hand, and the force was all in his hand. He turned over and pressed against the wall. He really used his whole heart: "Uncle Wan, don't always stare at the money. Maybe one day you can use me. Think about it, you helped me, I will help you again, mutual benefit, and make friends. How great it is."

Wan Fenghuo snorted.

It seemed that there was a door, and Muday asked quickly: "Uncle Wan, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

Wan Fenghuo replied: "You should call 'I Love Ghost Story' or late-night hotline, or call to fall in love and don't waste time with me."

"It's the kind of person who is a good person, but he ends up being possessed by a ghost and doing bad things. Then, the ghost is transferred to another person, and the other person does bad things again, that kind."

Wan Fenghuo sighed: "Mu Dayi, our business is not small, but we have never had much trouble, why?"

Mu Dai took the right hand as the origin, and the whole body moved upwards thirty degrees, just like the movement of the clock: "Why?"

"Because we do business legally and help people find news and find people. Please note that finding people is not looking for ghosts! The old society will turn people into ghosts, the new society will turn ghosts into humans, and the new society will have no ghosts, only people!"

If there is no, there is nothing. As for being so passionate and powerful?

Kiyo was not angry: "Oh, then I'm fine."

Wan Fenghuo's tone changed: "But..."

He lowered his voice: "But if you are really interested, you can talk to a friend of mine."

Mu Dai put it on the wall and rolled his eyes: "Don't you believe this?"

"Oh, this is just like saying congratulations on getting rich during the Chinese New Year. Don't say you're going to have a good time to say you're going to have a good time to say you're going to have a safe journey. It's all a habit. Do you want to talk to my friend?"

“Free?”

"free."

Muyo smiled at the corner of her lips. She jumped onto the bed in the air and was still swaying on the mattress: "Tell me."

***

Wan Fenghuo’s friend is called the sage.

In fact, he also mentioned to Kiyo before that he liked to study the strange powers and chaos, and refused to use his mobile phone. Later, he was the one who was forced to use Qiqi Ai Mian.

Mu Dai felt that it was not good to call someone a charlatan, as if he was implicitly sarcastic about others and cheating, but no matter how he asked, he couldn't ask his name. Wan Fenghuo was so anxious that she chased him and said: That's what he is, and he can't remember my name.

Kiyo didn't believe it: "What did he call you?"

Wan Fenghuo was silent for a moment. This silence was forever: "Little Wanwan."

Kiyo made a very contemptuous voice: Oh...

Two and a half old men were called "Xiao Wanwan" like a flirting. She was really disrespectful to the old man, and she had goose bumps on her arms.

Wan Fenghuo said: "I know what you think. He is like this. He will call you like this when the time comes."

Kiyo sneered: "I don't want to do it, my name is Kiyo."

Wan Fenghuo replied to her in an even more disdainful tone: "Let's talk to me after you have dealt with him."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Fenghuo recalled the past in a small way.

In fact, the charlatan didn't call him Xiao Wanwan at the beginning, he called him Xiao Fengfeng.

But one day, the sage suddenly solemnly informed him: He can't call him Xiao Fengfeng anymore, because he made a good friend, that person was much more important than Wan Fenghuo, and Xiao Fengfeng's name was to be given to him.

At that time, Wan Fenghuo shrugged, meaning that it was casual, it didn't matter. None of them was his favorite, and he just changed from an ugly name to another ugly name.

But after thinking about it, it was so sour: Why, why can't I call Xiao Fengfeng?

***

The first communication between Muyo and the sage ended with a chicken and a duck talk. The sage said: "I'll tell you little pocket. If you want to ask me any questions, you have to come up with practical things, time, place, characters, and unusual places. This is a scientific attitude towards research. If you open your mouth like you, ask what is the problem that you were originally a good person and possessed to do bad things. "

Mu Daye emphasized: "My name is Mu Daye!"

"I don't care what kind of pocket you have. In short, the questions are not just random. You have to ask the key points based on facts. You will come and ask me when you are ready. I'm very busy now and I want to write a book. You can call me later."

Do you still have to write a book? Mu Daidun developed a sense of awe: As expected, learners are willful and unruly.

Mu Daya threw away his ambitions when facing Wan Fenghuo and thought very much: The name Xiaokoupod seems to sound quite nice.

***

During breakfast the next day, Tsing Sanba Huo Zihong took a long leave and said, "My brother Cao found a job in a restaurant diagonally opposite. I got on the horse the day before, so I have to go and set up a posture."

As expected, idleness is not a long-term solution. After a long time of life, you still have to consider making a living. There are many restaurants and bars in Lijiang, and you can recruit workers at any time and leave at any time. The iron-clad soldiers are fighting for the battle.

Huo Zihong said: "That's a look and see if there is anything that can be helped."

He nodded like pounding garlic and drank the porridge in the bowl in a few seconds: "Then I'll go there first. He may have a lot of things to do when he goes to work on the first day."

He was like a gust of wind.

Mu Dayi was indignant: "Working in a restaurant is not the emperor ascending the throne. How much can it be done? Ten thousand three thousand is clearly escaping from work."

Huo Zihong smiled: "That Cao Yanhua is your friend, Mu Dai, you go over for lunch and give people a favor."

This is her aunt Hong. She was gentle and kind enough to make no mistakes. She gave the scammer 13,000 yuan and was also very upset to Cao Yanhua, who was talking about running the train from afar.

How could Aunt Hong be a bad person?

Mu Dai bit the chopsticks and said, "Aunt Hong, that Li Tan, that Li Tan I mentioned to you..."

Huo Zihong took a boiled egg from the plate, cracked it gently on the corner of the table, and then crushed the eggshells on the table and crushed them: "Hmm?"

"Foundless!" Mu Dai stared at Huo Zihong's face, "He kept putting Li Yaqing's photos in his wallet. Aunt Hong, do you know? Li Tan has never been married. In order to investigate Li Yaqing's affairs, he often took leave and was fired by his unit. He had to open a small shop. The business was not good. He had grown white hair so early and his back was hunched..."

Huo Zihong's hands trembled slightly, and then said, "Oh."

Mu Daye did not miss this detail, and made a decision to add some more information: "I feel so uncomfortable when I look at it. Think about it, a big man is old and accomplished nothing, thinking about a case from twenty years ago. What a long-lasting person. He even told me..."

She said with emotion: "He also said that the murderer must be found, otherwise after he died, he would not have the shame to go underground to see Li Yaqing. He also said, if I can only do one thing in my life, it must be this..."

Huo Zihong gently put the chopsticks on the table and said, "The head hurts a little. I'll go back to the room and lie down for a while. Uncle Zhang, please clean up."

Mu Dai continued to bite the chopsticks head, his eyes dripping. After Huo Zihong left, Uncle Zhang said to her: "Little boss lady, you are so weird today."

***

Near lunch, Mu Dai went to Juxian Building where Cao Yanhua worked.

This property is an old local house with antique decoration. The waiter also wears a short slap, wears a felt hat and a white towel on his arms. He bows first when he sees someone: "Customer, please come inside."

Cao Yanhua went to work the day before, and his enthusiasm for working was obviously strong, his voice was octave higher than others. He walked gracefully with the dishes, and the sound of "Come on" lingered around for a long time.

He enthusiastically led Mu Dai to the second floor: "Miss Mu Dai, I will tell you that the perfect location next to the window overlooks the entire Lijiang. Most people don't allow you to sit there. I told other waiters, leaving it for my master..."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice: "Sister Kiyo, consider considering it and accept me as his disciple. I will invite you to do this."

Muyo’s answer is two words: Hehe.

Cao Yanhua was obviously well aware of the implicit meaning of these two words, but he was not discouraged. Mu Daye was actually a little curious: "What do you always want to learn martial arts?"

"dream."

"It's convenient for you to steal things?"

"How can that be," Cao Yanhua was very serious. "I was caught in and squatted for ten days last time. After I came out, I was completely a newcomer. I now work to create wealth..."

He lowered his voice again: "Sister Muyo, if you don't accept me, I may go on the old path again. If you consider it, just take it as eliminating the harm for the people."

He was really self-aware and knew that he was a "harm". Kiyo sat down by the window and ordered a few dishes: "Where is ten thousand three?"

"I haven't seen you."

As expected, Mu Dai gritted his teeth and looked out the window with his cheek.

It is indeed a beautiful scenery from a high place. The ancient city is picturesque, with a different charm from another angle. The houses are lined up with tiled houses, and many roofs are decorated with tiled cats, which means tigers eating ghosts, and seek good luck.

Looking further down, there is a thoroughfare outward road, and it is no problem to walk side by side with cars...

Slowly, that's...

The black Hummer is not uncommon, but the roof is equipped with hunting lights. Is that Luo Ren's car?

It was very fast and drove straight down.

What is this for? Kiyo was a little stunned.

***

There were too many people and cars on the road, and I couldn't drive quickly. Luo Ren held the steering wheel tightly with one hand and trembled slightly with the other hand.
Chapter completed!