145 can't find the north

The woodshed was in chaos, the haystack was gone, and the hay spread all over the ground. And those piles of firewood have all been scattered and scattered on the ground.

Chu Mu bent down and piled up Yilong hay together, and then lay down. Almost at the moment of lying down, Chu Mu fell asleep. It can be seen how trapped Chu Mu is.

Zhang Fei bent down to pick up two dry firewood and threw them into the corner. Thinking of something, he stood in the woodshed and looked around. Although this firewood house is messy, it would be quite good to clean it up.

Zhang Fei turned around and went out, recruited two guys to come over, and gently cleaned up the firewood house. Zhang Fei left the Yunxi Inn alone and walked towards the furniture street in the east of the city.

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In the auction, there were two people in the room where Zhang Cheng received Chu Mu. Sitting on the main seat was a middle-aged man, whose face seemed to be shrouded in a faint fog, and his face could not be seen at all.

The other is Zhang Cheng, standing respectfully one meter away from the middle-aged man.

"Zhang Cheng, how many years have you been with me?" The middle-aged man looks very kind and his tone is also very amiable.

But Zhang Cheng trembled violently and his voice trembled, "Lord, it's been 50 years!"

Fifty ideas? Looking at the age of the middle-aged man, he is only 40 or 50 years old.

"Fifty years, it's not long, it's not short," the middle-aged man picked up the teacup on the table and sniffed deeply before taking a sip.

Zhang Cheng's body trembled even more!

"At that time, when you and I were just, you were also a tiger general. In the battle of Changping, one person killed more than a dozen general-level masters," the middle-aged man put down the teacup, crossed his hands in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling the scene 50 years ago.

Zhang Cheng's body is more bent. "It's my honor to be able to work for the Lord."

The middle-aged man smiled, stood up slowly, walked to Zhang Cheng's side, and gently patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, it's just chatting."

As the middle-aged man patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng's legs softened and his body shook.

"People, you really can't accept the old. In a blink of an eye, you and I are both old.

"My lord is not old."

"There is no one who is not old, but he looks young in appearance, and his heart has long been old," the middle-aged man patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder again. "What about you? Are you a little powerless about the work in this auction house?

"I, I..." Zhang Cheng didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry!" After saying that, the middle-aged man took a meaningful look at Zhang Cheng and walked out.

It was not until the middle-aged man walked out of the auction house that Zhang Cheng collapsed on the ground and found that his clothes were soaked.

Qian Feng poked his head at the door and looked at Zhang Cheng sitting on the ground. He hurriedly ran over to help Zhang Cheng. "Are you all right?"

"Get out!" Zhang Cheng pushed Qian Feng and pushed him to the ground. He got up tremblingly, walked back to the main position and sat down. He picked up half a cup of tea left by the middle-aged man and poured it down.

"What did he say to you?" Qian Feng got up from the ground and bent down to ask. After saying that, he looked left and right and saw no one before he continued to say, "As long as you say a word, I can let him come in from this auction house vertically and go out horizontally!"

"Bang!" Zhang Cheng suddenly threw the teacup in his hand on the ground and fell to pieces. "I ask you, I asked you to check about Chu Mu. How's it going?"

Qian Feng replied cowardly, "I still have no clue!"

"No clue? No clue! When can you give me an idea?" Zhang Cheng felt a little crazy. If it hadn't been for Qian Feng's inability to find out the whereabouts of Chu Mu, Zhangcheng would not have been able to bear these now.

Qian Feng stood motionless without saying a word.

"Why are you dumb now? Aren't you quite able to say it?" Zhang Cheng slapped the table and shouted.

Qian Feng still stood motionless without saying a word.

"Cough..." Xu Shi was too loud just now, making his throat itchy, and Zhang Cheng coughed violently.

"Are you all right?" Qian Feng hurried forward and patted Zhang Cheng on the back.

Zhang Cheng was not ungrave at all. He suddenly kicked out, and then Qian Feng's body flew out, "Dong!" It fell to the ground with a sound.

"I'll give you another day. I don't care what you do. I want to know the details of Chu Mu, otherwise..." Zhang Cheng waved slowly to Qian Feng, as if the roar just drained his strength. "Go down!"

Qian Feng got up, saluted Zhang Cheng, and then left the room.

Zhang Cheng stood up slowly, walked to the window and looked at the sunset, "Is he really old?"

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When the sun was about to go down, Chu Mu slowly woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, Chu Mu was doubting whether he was dreaming.

Chu Mu clearly remembered that he was sleeping on the hay of the firewood house. But now, it is sleeping in **, and it is a soft big bed. Moreover, this room does not look like a firewood room at all. The whole room is very clean, and some furniture and facilities are all available.

On the whole, there is no difference from the Tianzi room I used to live in.

With a "squeak~~" sound, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Fei came into the room and crept towards the bedside.

"Ah, Brother Fei, what are you doing?" Chu Mu looked at Zhang Fei like this and was a little happy.

"Ah, wake up?" Zhang Fei touched his head and walked to the bedside at a normal pace. "Brother Chu is finally awake. How many days have you not slept?

"What? What do you call me?" Chu Mu said that he was not used to this title.

"Brother Chu! From today on, you are my third brother Zhang Fei! Don't call me Brother Fei anymore. Just call me Xiao Feifei like my sister!"

"That's not good," this is Zhang Fei. With Chu Mu's courage, he didn't dare. Chu Mu had forgotten for a long time. Before going to bed, Zhang Fei called him Brother Chu, but he didn't pay attention to anyone.

"I'll just say yes! That's it!" Zhang Fei suddenly patted Chu Mu on the shoulder, "Brother Chu, my lifelong event depends on you!"

"Isn't it? Haven't you given up on Miss Muyun in Yichun Courtyard yet? Zhang Fei's designation for such a wise woman can't be reduced.

"Last night, I came home and couldn't sleep. I closed my eyes, and my mind was full of her shadow, and I couldn't get rid of it!"

Well, this is serious! However, if you want to contact women, Chu Mu is only one or two years old. He is a little allergic to women now. "I think you should communicate about this matter by yourself. Do you know what Miss Muyun said to me at the end?

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Fei is very curious.

"She said that she felt that happiness was in her own hands!"

Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment and didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

Uh, Chu Mu rolled his eyes, "It means that if you like her, you can pursue her yourself!" Happiness is what you can grasp!"

"Oh," Zhang Fei nodded, "I still feel a little confused."

"I want to go!" Chu Mu is sad. I don't understand your "oh" strength. I don't understand what you are nodding.

"Where am I now?" Only then did Chu Mu remember to ask this question.

"Yunxi Inn."

"Oh? Who moved me out of the woodshed?

Where is someone moving? You are still sleeping in the woodshed!"

"What? Is this a woodshed? Chu Mu pedaled out of bed and ran out of the room, isn't it? This is not a firewood house. The dry wood and hay in the room were cleaned out and piled up separately at the door.

"How's it going?" Zhang Fei looked at Chu Mu with a smile, "Isn't it touching? Give me your deceiving magic skills?"

"What's the magic skill of fooling people?"

"It's the way you fooled the girl in white. She was stunned and couldn't find the north!"