Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 650 Another comrade in arms!
"You, how do you know this!"

In Yan Moji's eyes, there was a clear look of astonishment.

Gao Fei nodded: "Oh, it seems that you are not with those people."

Uncle He, who held Shen Yinbing hostage with Wangyou powder, once told her a story 700 years ago.

When Uncle He told this story, he didn't say why those Mongolian soldiers 700 years ago hunted down and killed his ancestors. He just told Shen Yinbing that they all belonged to the Angui sect.

But it happened that it was not under the jurisdiction of King Angui.

If it was someone else, they would definitely be confused.

Gao Fei, who climbed out of Genghis Khan's Mausoleum, could guess the same.

Of course, everything is based on assumptions.

Assuming that Temujin was really the Angui King 700 years ago, after he gained the world with the power of the Angui Church, he was worried that the ever stronger Angui Church would become the danger of the Yuan Empire, so he separated the four scriptures and started The group of people who contributed the most at that time was massacred, including the Yan family in western Hunan.

The fish that escaped from the Yan family in western Xiangxi fled to Mount Everest, escaped the fate of being killed by an avalanche, and was lucky to find Wangyoufen in the cave, and survived by it.

Then, they vigorously researched and developed Wangyou fans——as the world passed, their people gradually divided into three factions: Qisha, Tanlang, and Pojun.

They claimed to be members of the Angui sect, but they refused to accept King Angui's command.

As for why they didn't set up another sect and what the meaning of existence was, Gao Fei still couldn't figure it out for the time being.

"I know, probably a lot more than you, but I won't tell you."

Gao Fei bent down to look at Yan Moji, and asked, "You should know something like Wangyoufan, right?"

"Of course I know!"

After Yan Moji blurted out this sentence, her eyes lit up: "You, you didn't take Wangyou powder, did you?"

Pain flashed across Gao Fei's face, and he murmured, "I really don't want to smoke that thing—I have money that I can't spend, and beautiful women that I can't spend, and I can live whatever life I want. What kind of life."

Gao Fei suddenly became irritable, stood up from the stone, and quickly circled around Yan Moji, looking up to the sky and roaring at the moon like a wolf: "But those despicable people used Chen Yinbing to give me Wangyou Powder , shattered my happy life! I, I and they swear to be incompatible, I will kill them all, kill them all!"

When talking about the later, Gao Fei suddenly looked down at Yan Moji, with a grim expression on his face: "You rubbish, why did you destroy my happy life, why!"

After seeing Gao Fei's pain from the heart, Yan Moji smiled, really smiled, very happy: "The greatest happiness in the world is to take Wangyou fans. If there is one reason why I don't want to die, it is Because I can't let go of Wangyou fans... In that world, there is no Wangyou fans."

"Wangyou fans, Wangyou fans, fuck Nima's Wangyou fans!"

Gao Fei shouted angrily and lifted his foot, kicked hard on the stone on Yan Moji's leg, then bent down and threw it out.

Like crazy, he threw away all four stones, grabbed her by the collar, and asked viciously, "Tell me, how can I get rid of Wangyoufan!"

Yan Moji smiled happily: "There is only one way."

Gao Fei hurriedly asked: "Quickly say it!"

Yan Moji replied softly: "That is death."

"Death? Can it only be death?"

Gao Fei was stunned for a long time before he slowly let go of Yan Moji, staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the snow, holding his head in his hands and grabbing his hair: "But I don't want to die, I don't want to die. I really don't want to die."

Yan Moji, who collapsed on the ground, rubbed her fractured left shoulder with her left hand, coughed twice and said, "No one wants to die, and I don't want to die either."

"Damn you, because your life is really meaningless."

Gao Feiteng raised his head, looked at Yan Moji, and sneered: "What's the point of living if a woman looks like you?"

"Am I ugly like this?"

Yan Moji took a deep breath and asked.

"I don't want to take another look at you."

Gao Fei calmed down slowly, and when he turned his head to look elsewhere, he heard a slight clicking sound. Before he could look back, he heard a very clear voice like a silver bell saying: "Now you Take a look."

"What's so interesting about your ghostly look?"

Gao Fei said so, but turned his head.

Then, he froze.

I was really stunned.

God can testify that Gao Fei was acting just now, all desperation, anger, and frustration were all acting—after he knew the origin of Yan Moji, he started acting. He no longer wanted to kill her, but only wanted to be with this ghost woman Become a 'comrade-in-arms' and learn more about some things through her.

Now he was stunned, but he didn't just want to act, because he was really stunned: Yan Moji, who was like a ghost just now, turned into a beautiful woman with black hair and red lips. The white palm she raised was no longer the same as before. The look of that ghost hand.

"It turns out that she, like King Angui, can transform. Cao, what kind of sorcery is this?"

After seeing Yan Moji turned into a beautiful woman, Gao Fei immediately thought of King Angui.

Gao Fei's terrified and shocked expression (thinking of Queen Angui, this expression has also become acting), made Yan Moji very satisfied: "Are you surprised?"

Gao Fei nodded, but then shook his head: "Yes, this, this is not true... Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Of course I'm human."

Yan Moji replied leisurely: "This is just a magical skill of changing faces."

"The face-changing magic art? There is such a wonderful face-changing magic art in the world?"

Gao Fei wiped his eyes vigorously, and murmured: "Everyone in the world knows that the face-changing skill comes from the Yan family in central Sichuan. Secret?"

Yan Moji rubbed her aching right shoulder, and said: "You are right. The face-changing magic is indeed from the Yan family in the middle of Shu. I can learn it because the Yan family in the middle of Shu was among the people who escaped to Mount Everest. It's a pity that this person is not a core child of the Yan family in the middle of Shu, and can only do some superficial kung fu."

There was regret in Yan Moji's tone: "It is said that after practicing the real face-changing magical skill, you can become whoever you want, including changing bones and eye colors. But that person only understands a little bit. Fur, after a lifetime of research, it can barely be regarded as a small achievement."

Gao Fei listened quietly, without speaking.

Yan Moji raised her right hand.

Under the moonlight, her right hand turned into a ghost claw again.

Looking at this ghost claw, Yan Moji said dissatisfiedly: "The little achievement he has researched all his life can only make people look like a ghost, and there is only one way to reform... Humph, that's all, he still treats it like a ghost." To keep it a secret, if my Xiangxi Yan family hadn’t exchanged the secret method of expelling corpses for the sake of great cause, I believe he would have brought this last method into the tomb.”

Gudeng swallowed, and Gao Fei said, "But this kind of reform is enough to shock the world."

Yan Moji waved her right hand and said proudly: "That's natural! According to legend, the senior of the Yan family in the middle of Shu said before his death that this kind of reform was already acting against the sky. They were wiped out by the Mongols, and the face-changing skills were completely lost, that is because the gods did not allow them to use their skills to cause harm to the world, which is a terrible punishment from heaven."

If you can get a little fur, you will be punished by heaven, so will King Angui be struck by lightning sooner or later?
Well, I have to find an opportunity to ask her in the future. It is best to save the face-changing magic first, so that this oldest Chinese culture will not be lost after she is struck by lightning. When Gao Fei thought of this, Yan Moji asked Said: "Are you thinking, can you learn this kind of kung fu?"

Goofy nodded vigorously.

Yan Moji sneered, and stretched out her hand: "Hmph, don't dream, your bones are already formed, and you are already past the age to practice this kind of magic."

"It doesn't matter if you don't learn, I don't want to become the ghost you were just now."

Gao Fei stood up and asked, "What are you doing with your hands outstretched, as if begging for food."

Yan Moji said angrily: "Naturally I want you to help me up and take me to the hospital."

Gao Fei pretended to be stupid: "We are enemies, we were fighting to the death just now, how could I help you?"

Yan Moji was even more angry: "I didn't know you had taken Wangyou powder just now, so we are enemies. Now that I know, then we are comrades in arms. Of course you have to help me!"

"But you don't know me, let alone who kidnapped Qin Chengcheng, what kind of comrades are we?"

"That's just a different division of labor. Don't worry, I will tell the higher-ups that you are already a comrade-in-arms, and I won't attack you again in the future."

"Then can you tell your leader to let him go back to Qin Chengcheng? Oh, by the way, there is also Yan Hong, and it's best to add Xie Hongyan."

Gao Fei reached out and grabbed Yan Moji's left hand, pulling her up from the ground.

Yan Moji raised her right foot and fell into Gao Fei's arms, her left arm was hooked around his neck, and said out of breath, "It's useless, I told you just now, the people who kidnapped Qin Chengcheng and the others and I It’s irrelevant, we are not a department. I showed up just to sweep things up, like that time on the bank of the Yellow River.”

"Have you ever been to Su's villa? Before Yan Hong was taken away."

"Of course I've been there. I stayed on guard most of the night, watching Shen Yinbing from the window, and tried to kill her several times, using her body."

Yan Moji said coldly: "I have chased many corpses, but I have never chased the corpse of a beautiful woman, so I really want to try."

Gao Fei also said coldly, "It's a good thing you didn't touch her."

"I just think about it, so I won't do that. She is also my comrade in arms."

Yan Moji said impatiently: "Okay, can you carry me down the mountain? My whole body hurts badly."

"You wait."

Goofy let go of his hand.

Yan Moji supported the concrete platform of the signal tower and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Gao Fei didn't say anything, he quickly walked up to the headless zombie and asked, "Is this really Mount Subei?"

Only then did Yan Moji understand what Gao Fei was going to do, she nodded and said, "Well, it is indeed him."

With a low sigh, Gao Fei bent down and picked up Su Beishan's head, placed it in front of his body, and then began to bury snow on it: "I will let the police come for an autopsy and take it back to be cremated and buried in the cemetery. opinion?"

Yan Moji said lightly: "His cervical nerves have been completely damaged, and it is no longer worth driving away. You can deal with it as you please—do you know? Don't look at Su Beishan's age, but he is the most 'spiritual' of my subordinates." One of the strongest zombies, but it is a pity that you destroyed it."

"Don't tell me about it again, or I'll really kill you."

Gao Fei stopped the movement of burying the snow, turned around and looked at Yan Moji and said coldly: "Whether he deserves to die or not, he still trusted me very much when he was alive, and he really loved his daughter. Just comment on these two points , I will not allow anyone to spoil him again, no one else."

(End of this chapter)