my neighbor is a zombie

Chapter 35 Fang Xiaoyu's Story
"Doctor Shen, can't you just say a few words less?" Mo Xiaotong took a deep breath, and glared at Shen Donghe unbearably.

Suddenly, her heart moved again, and a thought popped into her mind.

Cough cough, didn't this guy say that he is not interested in this matter and won't interfere?
Why would you come here from 1202 on purpose now, and then say such a thing?

"Um... Dr. Shen, are you concerned about our safety?" Mo Xiaotong asked a little shyly, turning his anger into joy.

"Concerned about your safety?" Shen Donghe raised his eyebrows and asked repeatedly.

Mo Xiaotong coughed lightly, and said coyly: "Of course, we are colleagues, and we should care about each other, right?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't care about your safety at all." Shen Donghe said indifferently, "But if you have an accident in the house opposite me, it will cause a lot of trouble. I like quietness."

At that time, the police will definitely intervene in the investigation, and all kinds of gossip will also appear...

The various possible troubles that came one after another gave Shen Donghe a headache even thinking about it, so he came out to warn Mo Xiaotong and the others again.

Mo Xiaotong: "..."

real.heartbroken.

After glaring at him angrily, he went back to 1201 and closed the door with a bang.

Turning around, he saw that Fang Xiaoyu was still standing there, holding the mahogany sword tightly in his hand, standing straight, but the hem of his Taoist robe was trembling slightly.

I don't know if he couldn't stand being hit by Shen Donghe anymore.

She and Yao Caishan looked at each other, wanting to comfort her, but didn't know what to say.

After a while, it was Fang Xiaoyu who spoke first, and he smiled.

"It's okay. Let's go, didn't you say go to have supper?"

Ten o'clock at night.

The skewers are on the stand.

The wine bottle is covered with bamboo sticks, and the aroma and smoke fly together.

Fang Xiaoyu bit a bunch of kidneys, and said to me vaguely:

"Xiao Mo, after thinking about it, what that guy said makes a little bit of sense. That place...maybe it's really a bit evil. Either you move away first, in case I'm too shallow to see it , it will be bad if it hurts you."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mo Xiaotong nodded.

"Come on, let's go again!" Yao Caishan raised her beer glass.

Fang Xiaoyu also raised his hands, and the two clinked their glasses, then they both raised their heads and drank it down in one gulp.

The wine bottles all over the floor are basically due to the credit of the two of them. Mo Xiaotong's drinking capacity is very light, he only drank about half a bottle of beer, and he felt dizzy.

The two of them drank a few more glasses. Fang Xiaoyu was clearly quite drunk. He tapped the table with his chopsticks and said:
"Actually, what that guy said today really made me very angry and very angry. However, I am not angry that he looks down on me, but I am so angry that I can't refute him!"

"What do you mean?" Yao Caishan asked.

Fang Xiaoyu said drunkenly:

"Because what he said is right, our Fang family just learned a little bit of Maoshan sect's superficiality, and we can't even count as an entry."

Yao Caishan was surprised, "I can't tell, you are still a disciple of Maoshan Sect?"

Fang Xiaoyu shook the bell in his hand, then took out the compass in his Taoist robe:
"You shitty disciple of the Maoshan sect, these things were all picked up by my great-grandfather, that is, my wife's grandfather!"

"Picked up from a dead man!"

Hearing what he said, Mo Xiaotong and Yao Caishan's curiosity was aroused, and they urged him to explain what was going on.

Fang Xiaoyu lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was remembering something. After a long time, he said, "This matter started more than 100 years ago."

(End of this chapter)