Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

Sister Zhao sighed with emotion: "Young people just have energy. They have the strength to do sports after working all morning."

Fu Xiangxiang took the opportunity to talk to her: "Hey, I just bounce around a few times. By the way, Sister Zhao, are you hungry? Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner together?"

Sister Zhao nodded: "Okay!"

Fu Xiangxiang chatted with Sister Zhao while grilling rice.

When she knew that she lived in that compound courtyard, Sister Zhao looked surprised: "Where do you live?"

"Yes." Fu Xiangxiang knew that the NPC who appeared on the initiative must be a clue person, and hurriedly asked: "Is there anything wrong there? I think the rent there is cheap, and it is close to the factory, so I rented it."

Sister Zhao's face changed: "It's nothing, it's just that a friend of mine lived there before..."

Fu Xiangxiang received: "What's your friend's name? Did she move out later?"

Sister Zhao replied hesitantly: "Fan Qing, my friend, she... is gone."

After Fu Xiangxiang noticed that the name "Fan Qing" appeared, the plot progressed to (15/100), and his eyes lit up: "Your friend's name is Fan Qing. This name is really nice."

Sister Zhao rubbed her nose, her eyes were a little sad: "More than a nice name, she is also good-looking, and she is gentle and angry."

"You just said she was gone? Did you change jobs or went to another place?"

Sister Zhao smiled bitterly: "She is gone."

Fu Xiangxiang felt that he had vaguely explored the key to the problem, and stared at Sister Zhao: "What about her son?"

Sister Zhao was startled and looked at her warily: "How do you know that she has a son?"

Fu Xiangxiang lied casually: "Don't I live in a large courtyard, I seem to have seen a picture of her, holding a little boy, three or four years old, with big eyes, and very cute."

Sister Zhao sighed: "Yes, how cute Xiao Yong is. It's just a pity..."

As for what happened, no matter how Fu Xiangxiang asked, Sister Zhao didn't want to say, she just dragged her back to the workshop to continue working.

Fu Xiangxiang was helpless: Does this copy have to be made like this? NPCs can't say a few more words flexibly and flexibly? I have to let people check it myself!

After hard get off work, Fu Xiangxiang was so tired that he was suffocated, and his whole body was sore as if he had been beaten.

After returning to the Dazayuan, Fu Xiangxiang took a good shower. Fu Xiangxiang was too lazy to cook any more, so he went to the food stall at the intersection for dinner with his dilapidated wallet.

Zhang Kai and Fu Lili’s snack bar specializes in all kinds of pasta snacks, and their business is pretty good.

We had met with them last night, Zhang Kai and Fu Lili smiled and greeted her to come in and sit down.

Fu Xiangxiang found a seat in the back, and ordered a bowl of won blunt for himself.

She deliberately ate very slowly, occasionally chatting with Fu Lili, and when she finished eating it was completely dark.

When they were about to pay the bill, five or six guests came in, yelling to each other and preparing to sit down: "Boss, get a few bottles of wine first."

Fu Lili walked over and smiled: "I'm sorry everyone, our shop is about to close!"

The headed guest was very upset: "Why are you closing at only eight o'clock? Are you still doing business?"

Zhang Kai also walked over to apologize to them, and the guests left cursingly.

Fu Lili threw the rag in her hand on the table: "Oh, the guests who come to the door have to rush out! Look around, no one is doing business like ours!"

"Forget it, hurry up." Zhang Kai was also helpless: "If they only eat bowls of noodles, I can make them for them. But when they come, they ask for wine. Obviously, they want to eat slowly. Where do we have the skills? ?"

Fu Xiangxiang paid for the bill and comforted the couple by the way: "No way, whoever wants everyone in our compound to go home on time!"

Zhang Kaishun answered, "Isn't it! Business can't be done, but life can't be avoided!"

Fu Xiangxiang stared at him: "Xiao Ming?"

Fu Lili's face changed when she heard the words and poked Zhang Kai with her elbow.

Zhang Kai scratched his head: "Well, Xiao Fu is not an outsider."

Fu Xiangxiang looked at them with a smile: "It turns out that the consequences of being late are so serious!"

Fu Lili smiled awkwardly: "Xiangxiang, just know what you know."

Fu Xiangxiang thought, I haven't counted them. You guys are covered by clouds and mist, and don't provide any clues. How can I explore my plot?

Fu Xiangxiang rolled his eyes and sighed pretentiously: "I don't care, anyway, I don't like to go out at night. Just thinking of Fan Qing and Xiaoyong feels... alas..."

"Fan Qing and Xiaoyong?" Zhang Kai and Fu Lili's faces changed suddenly, and they stared at her incredulously: "You...you know about them?"

Fu Xiangxiang blinked, his big clear eyes are extremely sincere: "Yes, I also work in the textile factory, my colleagues told me when I heard that I lived in the courtyard. Otherwise I don't know yet..."

Fu Xiangxiang deliberately came to their snack bar to eat to inquire about the news.

The resident population of the Dazayuan, whether it is Aunt Li or Grandma Liu, although the surface is polite, but the tone is too tight, and Wang Fengxia and Zhou Cheng are not close at first glance. After thinking about it, only the long-awaited Zhang Kai couple in the store is more suitable. As a breakthrough.

She deliberately picked a few keywords and tried half-truths, just to see if she could get more information out of the two of them.

Fu Lili rubbed her hands on her apron unnaturally, her eyes flickering: "It's all... it's a thing of the past. It has nothing to do with you, so don't think too much."

Fu Xiangxiang nodded, and followed the look of Sister Zhao during the day to make a sad and melancholy look: "Yes, it's a pity just to think about it, Fan Qing is so good, Xiao Yong is so young..."

Zhang Kai, who was clearing the table, shook his hand, the plate in his hand fell to the ground, and a piece of broken porcelain was thrown out.

Fu Lili squatted down quickly to clean up, babbling, "Why are you shaking? It's none of our business. To blame, I can only blame Fan Qing's bad life and marry the scumbag Sun Desheng..."

Zhang Kai kept silent, and Fu Lili quickly stopped talking and concentrated on clearing the table.

On the way back to the Da Zayuan, Fu Xiangxiang pondered for a while, the difficulty of the D-class copy would not be too high.

Since the boy Xiaoyong is a resentful spirit, Sister Zhao said that Fan Qing "is no longer", then there is a high probability that the mother and son died accidentally, and Fu Lili mentioned that Fan Qing married "Sun Desheng that scumbag". Obviously, the mother and son were married. It was because of the husband's sake that the accident happened.

Conflict between husband and wife? domestic violence? Human relations tragedy?

The specific reason is not clear for the time being, but at any rate there are more clues.

Looking at the (17/100) progress bar, Fu Xiangxiang sighed, but it's a pity that there is no overwhelming Internet in this era. Otherwise, just search on the Internet and there must be news.

Thinking of this, her mind flashed: there is no internet, and there are newspapers. This kind of incident involving human life must be reported in the local newspapers, and she only needs to check it in the library to find out.

Fu Xiangxiang consciously has mastered the shortcut to customs clearance, and his steps have become brisk.

"Xiangxiang, so happy!" someone joked behind him.

Fu Xiangxiang turned her head in surprise and saw Grandma Liu walking towards her along the wall with a walking stick.

Fu Xiangxiang approached her, held her arm, and walked slowly with her.

"Grandma Liu, are you going to eat at your son's house again?"

"Yes, my old woman is getting older and it's inconvenient to cook." Grandma Liu raised the lunch box in her hand: "I will focus my own food at noon and eat it at my son's house in the evening."

Fu Xiangxiang was curious: "Then why don't you move over to live with them? It's dark and the roads are dark, isn't it dangerous for you to walk at night."

"It's okay. My son will take me to the alley every day, and I will be back in a few steps." Grandma Liu smiled: "My old lady won't go to their young people to make trouble."

Fu Xiangxiang felt that it was quite reasonable, and echoed: "Yes, I still live quietly by myself and have personal space."

Grandma Liu seemed to be amused by her, grinned, and took a long time to answer: "Yes, quiet."

Returning to his hut, Fu Xiangxiang had time to check his "Cool Hero Kill".

After a busy day, her vitality value rose to 735.

Fu Xiangxiang was so excited that the flies rub his hands: It's krypton gold!

After summoning Qin Shisan, first went to the mall to buy the long-awaited "Royal Swordsmanship", and then clicked on the equipment column to Qin Shisan said: "The current level is not high, there are too few choices. Come and see Look, which one do you like about Qingfeng Sword or Langyue Sword?"

Qin Shisan didn't pick it up: "Girl Xiangxiang just decides."

Fu Xiangxiang made a comparison and chose the Qingfeng sword: "This azure blue scabbard looks good and matches your clothes better. It's just that the name isn't very good..."

Qin Shisan was puzzled: "Why?"

Fu Xiangxiang winked at him: "Why is it called'Qingfeng'? I was the first to express my dissatisfaction with each other."

Qin Shisan was even more confused: "Huh?"

Fu Xiangxiang felt very happy, no matter whether he understood his boring jokes or not, he clicked on the armor bar: "There are all kinds of clothes and accessories here, all of which can increase the defense value. Which one do you like?"

Qin Shisan hurriedly pushed off, "No, no, the clothes are unnecessary."

Fu Xiangxiang insisted: "How can I not change clothes?"

It's a shame that the card people don't play dress-up games.

Qin Shisan was full of resistance: "This...out of courtesy..."

Fu Xiangxiang was amused by his refusal, and leaned closer with a smile: "What's wrong? Isn't it just buying clothes?"

"Why don't I pick it for you? How about this red one? I haven't seen you in a bright color, it must look good, contrast cute or something, hehe really fragrant!"

Qin Shisan's face flushed red, and she seemed to be shocked by her tiger-wolf words.

Seeing that this casual card man was scared to death by himself, Fu Xiangxiang didn't insist anymore. He only bought him a headband, wrist buckle, sword spike and other gadgets to strengthen his defense.

With the blessing of various equipment, Qin Shisan's appearance looks more refined.

Fu Xiangxiang is very satisfied.

Qin Shisan looked at his newly acquired object and bit his lower lip without speaking.

Fu Xiangxiang was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Qin Shisan originally wanted to say that personal objects such as hair bands and sword spikes could not be easily accepted, but the situation is special right now, his mana is limited, and he needs more defense to better protect her. Besides—he looked at Fu Xiangxiang, who was smiling heartlessly. The girl's face was bright and open, and her eyes were clear and bright, as if all this was just a natural act.

He stretched out his hand on his wrist buckle and stroked it gently. After all, he just shook his head gently, without saying no to refuse.