Chapter 8 Cat and Mouse Game (Part 1)
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“You are right, there is no evidence that you are related to the disappearance of my companions, you can leave.”
"Huh?" Song Weichen couldn't react for a moment. Who is this Lord Sichen? Is his brain jumping like this?
“You really let me go?” She said in a tentative tone.
Mo Tingfeng did not answer her, but moved a step forward, sat down on the chair, and picked up the book on the table.
Sooner than later, Song Weichen ran towards the door of the room. He hesitated obviously when he ran to the place where he hit the transparent wall. He slowly touched it to make sure there was no problem before walking over.
Mo Tingfeng read calmly throughout the whole process. This move was just to test her future movements, and maybe he could find clues to the disappearance of the white robe - he even thought of another possibility, her appearance and what happened. These coincidences are all deliberately set up by someone. If this is the case, letting her go will most likely surprise the people behind her, so we might as well see how they play their cards.
Song Weichen walked to the door and slowly stopped. He was a little confused when he let her go. Where could she go? In this completely strange place, he seemed to be the only one she knew.
She didn’t dare to think about what the outside world was like. When she thought of the ghost-walled forest, her abstractly deformed legs, and the water as black as petroleum, she felt frightened. She didn’t know there was anything outside. There are no monsters, at least in comparison. Although the man in front of him has a somewhat unstable temper, he is at least a human being.
"I..." she murmured, "Can you stay? I really don't know where to go..." Song Weichen stood awkwardly at the door, looking at the man at the table whose face was covered by a book and could not see his expression, and was filled with excitement. Feeling of powerlessness.
The man twitched his lips, and sure enough, he told her to leave but refused to leave, which was suspicious.
"Sichen Mansion does not support idlers. You can stay here if you want. You need to prove your worth." Closing the book, he looked at her seriously.
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Song Weichen was choked. According to the ancient settings for women, she should answer that he could stay as a maid? Can you clean, wash and cook? But these she! All! No! meeting! ah!
The dog didn't even eat the food she cooked. As a result, she took the initiative to clean the house and made the house even more messy. She also had to pay extra overtime to the hourly workers. She suddenly felt that she was a loser.
Song Weichen picked his fingers and looked confused, "I'm not good at washing and cooking. Do you have an office job here? I can be a clerk or something, but my calligraphy skills are average. Are you sure? There’s no computer? What’s in it? Do we have movable type printing now?”
Mo Tingfeng had an inquiring look in his eyes, and of course he wouldn’t tell her right now that he could wear that white robe. What it meant to Si Chenfu was that he didn't trust her at all.
"Help me find the white robe, and you can stay."
Hearing what he said, Song Weichen felt that there was no chance. He clearly rejected her self-recommendation.
"I'm not familiar with this place. Where can I go to find him? Besides, I've never seen him before."
Song Weichen pursed his lips and turned to walk out the door. Forget it, let's leave first. I won't leave anything here. Master, look for Mr. Liu again.
"I didn't tell you to find it yourself." He looked at her strange clothes, "Change your clothes and follow me."
Song Weichen looked at himself and then looked at Mo Ting Feng spread his hands, what would she exchange for, sheets? Why does this big brother think that everything comes out one after another? Do the executives say that the wind is the rain?
"Wait." Mo Tingfeng left the room expressionlessly. By some strange coincidence, he walked into the room next to his bedroom that he had not been to for nearly a thousand years. It was a room that looked like a woman's boudoir. There were many brand-new shirts and dresses in the closet. He stretched out his hand, hesitated for a long time, and finally Picked up a set.
Throwing the clothes to Song Weichen, "Don't waste time." He turned around and went out, using his fingertips to close the door automatically.
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Standing at the door and looking at the scenery in the courtyard, Mo Tingfeng sighed softly. He suddenly remembered the old things from a thousand years ago. I have deliberately not thought of that person for a long time, and his face is actually a little blurry, but with that eloquent look, it doesn't matter if I don't want to think of him.
The actor who makes a joke in front of others, the emotional liar who is pretentious, inconsistent, and flirtatious. While he is sworn to be in love with himself, he is clinging to power.
For thousands of years, he has used all his connections in the Sleeping Realm to search for the whereabouts of her reincarnation in the Three Realms, but unfortunately there has been no news.
Someone once asked himself, why did he buy a room that was exactly the same as the one she once lived in, but to stay with her forever after finding her?
Mo Tingfeng, who was standing at the door now, couldn't help but sneer when he thought of this question. How could it be possible? The existence of this room was just to remind him of how much harm she had caused him. huge.
"Why do you insist on finding her if it's not to stay together?" the man once asked. "Find her and torture her."
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Mo Tingfeng recalled, the hatred in his eyes getting thicker. Hearing the creak of the back door, he turned around and looked around. Somewhat absent-minded.
The woman in front of him, who was wearing a skirt and a simple bun with long hair hanging down her waist, looked completely different from before. He was a little dazed. This woman actually made the blurry image of a thousand years ago vivid. He was temporarily lost. It's so impressive that it's so impressive.
Song Weichen saw the look in his eyes full of hatred and complicated emotions when he glanced at her. She was obviously frightened, and she retreated into the house unconsciously. What's going on with this man? I didn't provoke him. Why is he so fierce all of a sudden? Is he menopausal? He doesn't look his age...or is he suffering from an endocrine disorder, or is his uncle coming?
Thinking randomly, Song Weichen, who was not used to wearing such ancient clothes and dresses, stepped on the hem of her own skirt, lost her center of gravity and fell backwards. Before she could exclaim, strong arms had already hugged her.
His face was so close that she could even smell his unique breath, and he was holding her in an ambiguous posture. Song Weichen's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. Fortunately, he took action in time and did not let her go. She suffered a concussion.
He wondered why he was so agitated and almost lost his mind. He quickly let her go. He shouldn't have entered that room. What bad luck! He was a little regretful of his decision just now.
"You are so stupid that you can even fall on flat ground."
Throwing out a cold word, he stretched out his hand to her in disgust, "Hold me."
Song Weichen was so choked by his words that he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch himself. Does this elder brother have misogyny? Why do you speak so meanly?
Who wants to pull you? If I pull you, will you become an immortal? Who can show this disgusted face? Song Weichen complained in his heart that Shi Ke could not be killed, and rolled his eyes as if he didn't hear.
Mo Tingfeng was not angry either. He looked at her coldly, snorted, grabbed her wrist, and the two of them disappeared from the room in an instant.
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"I have become an immortal! I have become an immortal!" Song Weichen shouted excitedly over Wangchuan River.
At this moment, she was being held by Mo Tingfeng's wrist, standing together on the sword energy formed by his sword, flying with the sword in the realm of black water.
Mo Tingfeng had his own reasons for bringing her back to Wangchuan. Baipao disappeared here, she reappeared here, Luanpo disappeared here, and even Gu Cangyue...if it was really related to this matter , if he brings her back again, he will definitely take action - since the clue ends here, let's continue it here, he thought to himself.
Contrary to his plans, Song Weichen kept yelling heartlessly.
“Boss, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful! Are you in the Golden Elixir Realm, the Divine Transformation Realm, or the Real Fairy Realm? Isn’t this the famous scene in the Xianxia drama! It’s simply too awesome!”
At this moment, she was elated because she could fly with a sword. Maybe because it was daytime, even the black water under her feet didn't look as scary as that night.
“Think about it carefully, do you have anything to add about the white robe?”
Mo Tingfeng’s cold tone brought her back to reality, yes, this misogynistic man only wanted to He wants to find his accomplice Bai Pao. Why are he having fun here? Do you think he is riding a roller coaster? It's so embarrassing.
She recalled it again with a grimace, and looked at him resignedly, "I have told you everything I really know about the white robe. How about you ask me something else?"
He let go on purpose. He held her hand. The wind was blowing violently, and she lost her balance and couldn't stand firmly. She looked obviously frightened.
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