"Saving Alcohol" number.

Chu Fangjun gathered his hair that was blown away by the wind, gently pulled off the clothes on his shoulders, and gave them to Duan Wangshu, apologizing: "I'm sorry. I feel a little uncomfortable, go lie down."

"Okay." Duan Wangshu replied softly: "I'll have someone clean up your room."

"No need." Chu Fangjun frowned slightly, Duan Wangshu's sudden enthusiasm made her feel quite uncomfortable, "I'll just be on the sofa."

After saying that, Chu Fangjun turned around and left, entering the cabin alone.

Duan Wangshu smiled and watched Chu Fangjun disappear at the cabin door. He turned around and looked at the ferry that was left behind far behind. A trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

However, this sharp color only appeared for a moment, and then turned into a leisurely manner. Duan Wangshu held the wine glass and turned toward the powerful and noble children.

On the other end of the yacht, two young men looked at each other.

One of them had long hair combed into a Taoist bun and smiled and said, "Brother Fu, did you see it? The young master was angry."

Another young man with a sloppy face also had a blue face. Without saying a word, he dialed a number with a calm face, and the phone was instantly connected. The person on the other end of the phone was ready to answer the phone.

"Master Fu San..." A gloomy and respectful voice sounded.

"Why?" The young man surnamed Fu drank a sip of champagne, suppressing his anger, "Why did that person appear in front of the young master?"

"Master Fu San, what you are talking about..." The other party was confused.

The young man surnamed Fu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, this matter...we will definitely correct it as soon as possible." The gloomy voice dared not explain, let alone ask.

If the young master’s accompanying him said something was wrong, then there must be a problem.

They deal with the problem for the young master, not asking questions.

"Don't let me repeat it for one thing for the third time." The young man surnamed Fu hung up the phone, looked at the young man beside him, and said lightly: "The fourth child of Gu Lao, you are also a freshman. Take care of the things that follow, and never make any mistakes. These outer forces only know how to ask for money, but they are doing things badly."

The Gu Laosi smiled and drank the champagne in his hand.

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On the other end of the phone, a bald man with a gloomy face frowned and dialed a phone call. As soon as it rang twice, he hung up on his own before the other party could answer it.

The other party has always been neat and neat in doing things. Since the postman has not been able to solve the problem this time, something must have happened. At this time, I am afraid that I will not receive any benefits except for anger.

Do you need to find someone to kill him in person?

He glanced at the latest newspaper on the desktop, and tapped his index finger on the edge of the table a few times. The bald man immediately called another phone call.

"Let Fang... arrange an accident... no, no, beast..."

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Jiangnan University completely applies the architectural charm of Suzhou and Hangzhou gardens to the university construction, with pavilions, towers, carved railings, painted buildings, all antique buildings, and no trace of modern cement industrial traces.

The combination of artificial gardens and natural beauty has reached the state of unity of man and nature.

Such a university is no longer just an institution of learning, but is itself an art palace.

However, such art only exists in other colleges, and the "Ancient Martial Arts Department" where Zhuo Fei is located is probably the exception to Weiyi in the campus.

Campus of other disciplines is built on the plains of the lake island, while the "Ancient Martial Arts Department" guards the only way to enter the mountain.

It is located halfway up the mountain, and behind it is the largest nature reserve on the island in the heart of the lake. Thirty-two of the thirty-six peaks are all inside it. Only one Fulong Temple is left behind, which is deeper into the mountains and forests than the "Ancient Martial Arts System".

Although the geographical location is a little remote, for the "Ancient Martial Arts System" where teachers and students only have four people, living conditions are considered superior enough. It is absolutely enviable to make a large building with only four people living in it.

But in Zhuo Fei's view, this point is not so much a preferential treatment, but rather a few gates were found for this building.

The door to the "Ancient Martial Arts System" is as open as ever.

This was a deep mountain Zen temple, with a weedy courtyard, and you can see it at a glance when you stop in front of the door. Rather than saying that this is a college, it is better to say that it is an abandoned wasteland. The carved Tang-style walls encircle the house, and the roof of the walls is filled with eaves.

Zhuo Fei looked inside and outside the wall and sighed helplessly.

Except for the four big characters "Au Martial Arts Academy" on the lintel, which still has the same style, the "Au Martial Arts School" has fallen into the soil like its reputation.

The sunlight in the forest shines on the courtyard.

The grass in the courtyard is lush and undulating with the wind. The path is not so much a repaired one, but rather a trampled out by someone, just like a path where wild beasts appear in the wilderness.

The misty rain in early spring had just stopped, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and soil, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and rushed into Zhuo Fei's nostrils.

It's peach blossom.

Are several peach blossoms in the garden in full bloom?

"Teacher, I'm back." Zhuo Fei stood in front of the door and said loudly.

When he returned to the Ancient Martial Arts Academy, Zhuo Fei needed to report to Professor Meng as soon as possible. At the same time, he also wanted to ask about the fifth level of the [Golden Bell Cover] mental method.

Zhuo Fei called out, but no one paid attention to him.

Zhuo Fei took a breath and said, "I'm in," and walked into the hall.

"It's so rude to take off your shoes outside..." An old man's voice came from inside. Through a screen, Zhuo Fei could feel the other person's frowning.

Zhuo Fei couldn't help but smile and quickly took off his shoes.

The hall is covered with comfortable tatami, no, the more correct way is to say it is the ground mat. If someone describes the architectural style of the "Ancient Martial Arts Academy" as the Izumo style, then he will definitely be hit by the teacher.

This is the Tang Dynasty system, which is the style of the ancient Tang Dynasty. There is no chair available from the inside to the outside.

Jiji...

A slight sound came from Zhuo Fei's feet.

Zhuo Fei turned his head and saw a little squirrel standing with his hind legs, his black eyes rolling, looking up at him. After facing Zhuo Fei for a moment, the little squirrel ran away with a "squeak".

Even if you love nature, it would be too much to do this, right?

The animals in the Ancient Martial Arts Academy are no longer afraid of humans.

Take off your shoes and enter the house.

Zhuo Fei walked around the screen and entered the hall. He saw Professor Meng, wearing a plain Taoist robe and a green crane cloak, resting his head on his right elbow, lying horizontally on the floor between the hall and the outer corridor, looking leisurely at the courtyard in front of him.

Yesterday's misty rain made the courtyard even more springy. Even after an afternoon one day, many of the leaves still had traces of dew.

There is a small table in front of me, a thin wine bottle on it, two wine glasses, and three plain dishes next to it, containing dried vegetarian tomatoes, peanuts and pickled green bamboo shoots.

Meng Daozhen, the only tenured professor in the "Ancient Martial Arts Department", has no idea of ​​the depth of martial arts. It seems that he has been over 70 years old, with a half-bare head and a goatee beard under his jaw. The remaining white crane hair has been combed into a temple, but his face is extremely rosy, and even wrinkles are rare. If it weren't for the half-bare head and the playful goatee beard, he would have looked like an old god with a childish face.

The afternoon sun shines in, and the hall is bright and leisurely.

Professor Meng's mouth was as light as ever. When he saw Zhuo Fei sitting in the table, his smile became more obvious.

"It seems to have become different, classmate Zhuo Fei." Professor Meng picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and said lightly: "The great progress in martial arts is worth celebrating. Come and have a drink with me."

"Yes, teacher." Zhuo Fei took a few steps forward and took the wine glass handed over by Professor Meng.

This is……

"I was originally prepared for that boy Qi Yunao." Meng Daozhen smiled and said, "Don't worry, he hasn't touched it yet..."

I see.

Zhuo Fei drank all the food sideways.

Green plum wine is suitable for drinking after the rain.

It is just the green plum that was soaked in salt last year, and the fresh green plums this year have not yet come down.

But it also has a unique flavor.

Jiji...

On the grass in the courtyard, the little squirrel who had just looked at Zhuo Fei came out again and jumped and jumped at the two of them.

Professor Meng sat up straight, picked up a peanut and threw it over gently.

call out--

After the peanut took off the chopsticks, it was as anxious as lightning. It instantly arrived at the little squirrel. When it hit the little squirrel, it suddenly slowed down and almost stopped in the air. The little squirrel jumped and skillfully held the peanut in his mouth. After landing, he hugged the peanut tightly, turned around and disappeared into the grass.

What a wonderful and exquisite control of true qi!

"It will be very salty..." Zhuo Fei said in surprise.

Professor Meng laughed at the sip, then picked up the wine glass and said, "I can give him a glass of green plum wine."

Hohoho...

Zhuo Fei couldn't help but laugh.

He likes the "Ancient Martial Arts Department" very much, and he likes Professor Meng even more...

He is very powerful and elegant.

If you stay with such an elder, you don’t have to care about what you want to pretend to be polite, and whether you will offend the other party…

You just need to be the real self, which is particularly comfortable.
Chapter completed!