Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 13 013 Rust
ability?

Feng Xiuhu doesn't need it, he just wants a reason now.

"Don't change the subject."

Feng Xiuhu held up two fingers: "I'm here to talk it over with you."

"First of all, I have nothing against Lady Fengyu. She doesn't know me and I have never met her."

"Secondly, I'm working for the God of Mist. Even if I didn't work hard, I've still made some contributions. And you want to take my head off without even saying hello?"

Feng Xiuhu spread his hands and said, "That doesn't make sense, does it? You need to give me an explanation."

Luo Mengzhang stared at Feng Xiuhu. At this moment, he was extremely sure of one thing - Feng Xiuhu's brain was indeed damaged, otherwise he would not dare to talk to him like this even if he had a hundred or eighty courage.

Luo Mengzhang didn't say anything, and Feng Xiuhu was certain of one thing - this damn foreigner must be feeling guilty!

He stood up and walked in front of Luo Mengzhang.

Luo Meng Zhang was wondering what Feng Xiuhu was up to when he was slapped in the face.

"You left your vocal cords at home?"

Luo Mengzhang covered his face and looked at Feng Xiuhu in disbelief: "Are you crazy?!"

Feng Xiuhu rubbed his palms and said with a smile, "I thought you were mute."

Luo Mengzhang's eyes turned gloomy. He held the pendant with the fog symbol on his chest and recited something in a language that Feng Xiuhu could not understand.

Here comes, finally comes.

Feng Xiuhu had already prepared to fall out with Luo Mengzhang when he came. Seeing Luo Mengzhang's behavior as if he was going to cast a curse on him, Feng Xiuhu pulled out a knife from his sleeve and took the initiative to stab Luo Mengzhang in the face.

puff.

Feng Xiuhu looked down in confusion - the knife that was clearly stabbing forward had somehow pierced into his thigh.

Unable to figure it out for a moment, he pulled out his knife and scraped the wound, and it healed.

When he looked up again to look for Luo Mengzhang, Luo Mengzhang had disappeared. In just a moment, thick fog had spread around Feng Xiuhu, and everything he saw was white. Not only Luo Mengzhang, but the entire study had disappeared, as if he had arrived in another world.

Feng Xiuhu tried to take a few steps, but the thick fog was still surging around him and nothing had changed. To be on the safe side, he decided not to act rashly.

Holding the knife, Feng Xiuhu shouted: "Luo Meng Zhang!"

The echo seemed to come from far away: "Luo Meng Zhang - Meng Zhang - Zhang -"

"Come out and talk!"

"Come out and talk—come and talk—talk—"

"I promise I won't beat you anymore!"

There was no echo this time, replaced by Luo Mengzhang's voice.

His voice came from all directions: "You are a rat that crawled out of the gutter! You only dare to jump up and bite people when you are crazy. You have completely forgotten your humble origins. It's ridiculous!"

Feng Xiuhu tried hard to determine the direction from the sound. He vaguely heard something and slowly approached a certain location.

Luo Mengzhang seemed furious, but he didn't notice and continued, "You were lucky to survive last time, but the God of Mist won't favor you a second time. For someone like you, every step in life is like walking a tightrope. One wrong step... and you're falling off a cliff."

The sound became clearer and clearer, and Feng Xiuhu could almost conclude that Luo Mengzhang was not far ahead.

He was about to speed up and run over, but before he could take a step, a low animal roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was like the low growl of a wild beast vibrating its throat when breathing, making people instinctively feel danger.

At first the voice was in my head, but soon it came behind me.

Feng Xiuhu turned around suddenly and looked around warily.

There seemed to be a huge shadow wandering in the thick fog, pacing from one side to the other.

"who!?"

Feng Xiuhu and Luo Mengzhang asked the question almost at the same time.

The low roar of the beast became clearer, but what came out was actually human language.

"Mist..."

The voice was a little doubtful, but he quickly made a judgment.

"Oh...rotten meat."

Deep in the thick fog, a reddish-brown shadow flashed past Feng Xiuhu's eyes and sped off in a certain direction. Feng Xiuhu quickly looked in the direction of the red shadow, but saw nothing.

Just when I was wondering, the fog around me quickly dissipated and disappeared in a moment.

Only then did Feng Xiuhu realize that he was still in the study. Looking at his standing position, he quickly retracted his foot - he had unknowingly stood by the window, and if he took another step forward he would fall down the stairs.

Luo Mengzhang is missing.

Only a small pile of ashes remained by the desk where he had stood.

Feng Xiuhu squatted down to check. The ashes were dark in color. He picked up a little with his fingers, rubbed it, and put it to his nose to smell it.

Feng Xiuhu felt it for a moment and felt that it was like rust.

With a gentle blow, the ashes flew away and disappeared, leaving no trace.

He guessed that the rust might have fallen off from the table, chair, or some metal part on the bookshelf due to lack of maintenance.

In short, it couldn't be Luo Meng Zhang.

How can people turn into rust, right?

Luo Meng Zhang probably couldn't bear the condemnation of his conscience and hid himself away, not daring to see anyone.

Feng Xiuhu glanced outside the door and raised his voice: "Hide! If you have the guts, hide for the rest of your life!"

After saying this, he turned and left.

The deacon was still waiting at the door.

Seeing Feng Xiuhu come out, the deacon subconsciously looked inside. Feng Xiuhu had already closed the door and said with a stern face, "The priest is reflecting on himself. Don't disturb him if there is nothing wrong."

The deacon didn't dare to talk back to this rude man and sent Feng Xiuhu out of the church.

……

Feng Xiuhu actually didn't intend to kill Luo Mengzhang, he just wanted to get more benefits.

Luo Mengzhang is different from He Dage. The difference between him and He Dage is as big as the difference between He Dage and Xianglu.

When Xianglu's head was chopped off, the onlookers could cheer loudly, but when He Da Ge's head was chopped off, the onlookers didn't even dare to breathe.

If they saw that the person being slaughtered was Luo Meng Zhang, these people would probably be scared to death.

Feng Xiuhu walked out of the church and Shunzi, who was squatting on the side of the road, hurried over.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Xiuhu was safe and sound.

Feng Xiuhu pulled Shunzi onto the rickshaw and said, "Find a few trustworthy brothers to keep a close eye on the church. Report any disturbances to me immediately."

Shunzi didn't know what was going on, but since his eldest brother had given him an order, he simply nodded, "I know."

Feng Xiuhu added, "Now go back and keep the money. We two brothers are ready to run away at any time."

This seems to be a big deal.

Shunzi's voice trembled: "Is the priest going to settle accounts with us?"

"That's not it."

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand: "I liquidated him."

Shunzi's body went limp and he almost slipped under the car.

Feng Xiuhu dragged him back to his seat: "Don't worry, it was handled very cleanly. I don't even know where he is now."

Shunzi cried, "Brother, let's go back to the bottom city. It's too dangerous up there. We won't come up here anymore."

"Where's the danger?" Feng Xiuhu patted Shunzi's shoulder. "I think it's going to be exciting."

"I'm not used to hard times, and you have to learn to adapt too."

Shunzi pleaded in a low voice, "Hasn't this been the way we came before? We've seen the scenery of the Lower City, and we have money now. Returning to the Lower City will definitely be better off than before."

"Where are you going?"

Feng Xiuhu's expression was serious and his tone was earnest.

"Shunzi, I've seen the world clearly. There's no point talking to a cheap person. If you want to talk to someone reasonably, you have to be a decent person."

"We all have to be decent people."

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