After Xiuxian came back, I became a vegetable farmer

Chapter 232

Outside the airport, Xing Yue waited with great anticipation, and finally got a call back from his friend.

"There is only one general location, near the southwestern suburbs." My friend said, "Go there and ask yourself, just ask if there is any place where people always wear Tang suits."

"Let's be more specific." Xing Yue has been in anxiety for a long time, causing his voice to sound a little dazed, "There is only one direction and when I have to find it, please ask for me."

The friend scolded: "It's really unlucky for me to know someone like you. I told you about it, but I can't ask you in too much detail. What else do you want? You are trying to save your wife, but if people tell you, they will also hurt you." His whole life.

Ask yourself! "

The friend hung up the phone.

This friend's phone call may not get through in a short time.

The moment Xing Yue got the direction, he had already waved for a taxi.

After he arrived in the southwestern suburbs and was put down, he looked at the surrounding buildings and felt extremely helpless.

Barely cheering up, I started to ask people everywhere.

In fact, before he got out of the car, he had already asked the taxi driver, "Master, do you know of a place near here where people always wear Tang suits?"

The driver obviously didn't know, so he asked, "Which company are you looking for? You need to know the name, I might know."

I just don't know the name.

At this point in time, there was no one on the road in this area. Xing Yue asked several store employees one after another, but all of them answered that they didn't know.

Xing Yue did not give up, no matter how troublesome he was in finding Zhou Wenshuang, he would not find it hard.

I couldn't walk anymore, so I bought a bottle of water and sat on a bench next to the green belt to rest temporarily.

As soon as the water was in his mouth, he suddenly heard a coughing sound from behind. He was startled and got up from the bench suddenly.

Stretching my neck and looking back, I realized that there was a homeless man behind the green belt.

The clothes on the homeless man were dirty, but it could still be seen that he was wearing a hospital suit.

I don't know if he picked up the clothes from elsewhere, or if he just ran out of the hospital.

If the latter, what disease does this person suffer from?

Xing Yue put on his mask, unwilling to let go of any opportunity. He thought, after all, store employees have to work, and it’s normal not to pay attention to things outside, but homeless people are different, lying on the ground all day long, maybe they can see more things.

"Hello, do you need any help?" Xing Yue said, took out 200 yuan from his wallet, and put it in front of the homeless man, "Can I ask you something?"

Looking at the money in front of him, the homeless man seemed to freeze.

Xing Yue heard him laugh twice, it was a wry smile.

What did Xing Yuexin say about the situation, why would he smile wryly when he had money?Could it be that prices in the capital have risen so high?Is it too little to give two hundred to a homeless man?

"My friend, how long have you been here? Have you ever seen someone in Tang suit?"

The tramp looked at Xing Yue, and Xing Yue met his eyes, always feeling very bad.

"It's fine if you don't know." Xing Yue was about to leave, but he heard the people on the ground ask, "Are you looking for a place where people in Tang suits often come and go?"

"Yes, yes, you know?" Xing Yue was overjoyed, and took two steps forward.

As soon as he stepped forward, he could smell the stench of the homeless man.

Xing Yue tried not to show disgust on his face, and only hoped that the other party could say something useful.

"It's over there." The homeless man pointed to a building not far away.

There were many cars coming and going in front of the building.

"Thank you very much." Xing Yue gave another two hundred, "If you are not feeling well, I can also contact the hospital for you, and I can help you pay for the medical expenses."

The homeless man shook his head, "Go about your business."

When Xing Yue walked away, the homeless man sneered and said, "An ordinary person dares to go there, go and see what you are doing."

More than 40 minutes earlier, Liu Dajing and Lao Fang arrived at the headquarters.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw practitioners lying on the ground, and the security guards were carrying them into the car outside.

"What happened?" Lao Fang grabbed a passerby.

"Who are you?" The man waved his hands impatiently, "No matter who you are or what you are here for, please go back and come back another day. There is currently no one in charge here."

Liu Dajing repeated Lao Fang's question, "What happened here? The person lying on the ground looks like his cultivation has been abolished?"

"Hey, you are also cultivators, so it doesn't matter if I tell you." The man said, "Mr. Liu from Qingcui Mountain has come, and he crippled the people in Jiangmen as soon as he came, and now he is out to catch goblins. "

"Did you say it was Liu Baihua?"

"That's right, it can't be Mr. Xiaoliu from Clear Mountain."

The person who spoke rolled his eyes at Liu Dajing, completely unaware that standing in front of him was Mr. Xiao Liu whom he mentioned.

"Why did he come here?" Old Fang heaved a sigh of relief after being surprised.

All the worries before are all unnecessary.

I don't know what happened to Liu Baihua, why he suddenly walked in front of them.

Could it be that the higher the cultivation base, the better the news?

"Where did he catch the demon?" Liu Dajing continued to ask.

The practitioner who was stopped by them asked back, "How do I know, but they were received by Team Leader Liao just now, if you want to know, you can ask Team Leader Liao.

But I guess, Team Leader Liao has no time to see you, he is still entertaining distinguished guests. "

When Lao Fang heard this, he immediately became unconvinced. Apart from Liu Baihua, there are no other distinguished guests in this world.

He took out his mobile phone and called Liao Zhengfang, "It's me. I'm on the first floor of the headquarters. Come down and I'll ask you something."

Liao Zhengfang held up the phone in one hand, and explained the takeaway to Lin Xian with the other hand.

"Mr. Fang, did you come with Mr. Liu too?" He said, "I can't leave with a distinguished guest, so you can come up directly."

"Go and do it if you have something to do." Lin Yuan didn't have the high-handed airs that Liao Zhengfang had imagined, and she ate deliciously of the junk food that he didn't usually touch.

Liao Zhengfang hung up the phone directly, "It's nothing important, not as important as your meal."

Lin Xian saw Zhou Wenshuang sitting on the side restrained, not moving her chopsticks at all, and warmly entertained her, "Mother Zi Xin, you can eat too, Lao Liu is not so fast at catching monsters, so don't even think about going back for dinner."

Zhou Wenshuang tried to eat a piece of rice cake, and his lips were swollen just after taking two bites.

What kind of crime did he suffer, eating or being punished?
Could it be said that eating this abnormally spicy food is also a way of cultivation?

When Lin Xian was eating happily, Lao Fang and Liu Dajing came up.

As soon as Liu Dajing saw Lin Xian, he knew why his master disappeared inexplicably.

"Mr. Fang." Liao Zhengfang grasped Mr. Fang's hand, "I didn't expect the matter to be resolved so quickly, it's all thanks to you and Mr. Liu."

The old man had no idea what was going on.

(End of this chapter)