Grudge Breaker

Chapter 27 Various Situations (Part )
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  "What's wrong?"

"I can't say. Anyway, they don't look like brothers, but they look a bit like... that."

Ding Heran raised his hand and kowtowed with his two thumbs facing each other. The meaning was self-evident. He couldn't help but shudder as he thought of Mo Tingfeng holding the fainted Song Weichen and the way this monster with a mysophobia actually handed his tea cup to Song Weichen to drink water.

"Don't lie. My lord, in all these years, I have never liked anyone, regardless of gender." Ye Wujiu's words were even more heartbreaking when he thought about them carefully.

"Perhaps the Lord values ​​his ability as a soul speaker, and Brother Wei has no cultivation skills, so he just takes more care of him."

"Well, that makes sense." Ding Heran nodded, "Let's go, I hope you wake up as soon as possible, and I also hope that by then, we will have arrested Nian Niang, the bastard!"
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  Tingfeng Mansion.

A little head poked its head at the door of Mo Tingfeng's bedroom.

Seeing that he was really not there, he swaggered through the door and sat behind the large desk where he usually read.

"Hey, cold-faced King of Hell, you told me not to run around blindly. If I come to you, it's not running around blindly, right?"

She spoke to the air, but no one responded.

"Oh, for a career-oriented woman like me who is eager to clear her name, the feeling of having nothing to do is really unbearable. You know, He Ranwujiu and the others went on a mission without taking me with them. It's simply too much! If I didn't know who they are. If they can't do this kind of thing, I almost suspect they are engaging in office politics!" She complained to the air.

Song Weichen was so idle that he randomly picked up a book on his desk and flipped through it. He saw four ancient Chinese characters for "Secret Records of the Forbidden" written on the cover. He opened it and read while reading, "Seal the Demon, Forbidden, Barrier." Eye ban, puppet ban, concealment ban, truth-telling ban, love-killing ban... Well, why is this page dog-eared?" She looked at the small print and read it carefully:
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  People are hurt internally by the seven emotions of joy, anger, worry, sorrow, fear, and externally by the six desires of the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind. The world of mortals is filled with joy and love, which is the most tiring thing on the human heart. If you want to cultivate yourself into a state of transformation, making your body indestructible and ruthless, you can use this technique to cut off your emotions and thoughts.

However, if this technique is used, the love will cease. For the rest of your life, you must adhere to the precept of being ruthless, careless, careless, and admiring. Whenever you have any thoughts in your heart, they will be suppressed and backfired, burning your heart and bones. At the least, it will destroy your cultivation, and at worst, it will destroy your soul. Therefore, those who use this method must think deeply about it. .
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  Song Weichen was secretly frightened. Could this cold-faced King of Hell want to be cruel to him just to improve his skills? ! But if people are heartless and careless, what's the point of living?
  Thinking of this, she glanced around the table and found Mo Tingfeng's brush and inkstone. She dipped it in ink. She picked up the pen and thought about it. In the corner of the page, she wrote a small line:

Since ancient times, there is only so much passion and hatred. However, hating each other is not as good as having faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.

After I finished writing, I drew a little cartoon smiley face next to it.

"Oh, I am such a sweet and kind-hearted little girl!"
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  Song Weichen was swinging his legs on the big chair while admiring his masterpiece.

Suddenly her eyes rolled, she grabbed some gold-sprinkled manuscript paper on the table, and wrote and drew on it.

"Mo Tingfeng is a big idiot!" He added a smile on his face with his hands on his hips. "What do you mean you are not allowed to run around? Do you think I am a three-year-old kid?" Add a kid who ran away.

"I'm not the prime suspect, I'm innocent, but you don't believe it..." Add a cartoon character with his head on the table and tears in his eyes.

After the drawing was completed, she folded the paper several times and randomly placed it among some books on his bookshelf, thinking that when he saw it one day, he would probably get angry and say, "If you don't order it in front of everyone, just... Click me, yes.”

"Now, you told me not to run around, but you didn't say I wasn't allowed to mess around. When you see this, don't let Qiu Hou settle accounts."

Of course the room would not answer her, and she sighed, suddenly realizing that she had so few friends in the sleep world that she would even come to him when there was no one to look for. She waved goodbye to the empty room and walked out of the room.
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  Passing by Wuqing Residence, she saw the door was open. Song Weichen was about to leave quickly, but at this time, a scent of orchid fragrance came from the house. She paused and walked in subconsciously.

She looked around the room with cold eyes. They all looked the same, except that the orchid incense burned in the incense burner suited her very well. The smell actually felt close and familiar.

Inexplicably, she remembered yesterday, when Mo Tingfeng asked her what she felt about this room.

Huh, laugh to death, how can you feel? Now that I think about it, this is probably where Bingtuozi had a private tryst with the fox girl. Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes, but her hands were not honest. She opened this cabinet and took a look at that closet.

The thought came to me again, how could a scumbag who would buy such a room specially for himself next door practice any kind of love-killing restraint? I really don't care much about it.

"I'm worried that he won't have enough to eat at all." She muttered and opened the closet and saw many sets of girls' clothes inside.

"Tsk, tsk, you even prepared so many changes of clothes, you scumbag is very good at playing!"

He plucked the clothes with his hands and looked through them, and then he put his nose close to his nose and smelled them. They were all new and no one had worn them?
  She rolled her eyes and laughed.

In the blink of an eye, the white robe was neatly folded and lying quietly in Wuqingju's closet, with two pieces of clothing covering it.

While Mo Tingfeng was away, she decided to change her appearance and sneak out of the house!

(End of this chapter)