That night, Mao Xiaocao was tortured again, and then Wang Jingzhe looked beside him and suddenly found that he felt a little distressed. It was not the kind of pain between friends, but inexplicably, heart-wrenching pain, and he couldn't explain the reason clearly.

After midnight, Mao Xiaocao leaned against the head of the bed, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at Wang Jingzhe with complicated eyes and asked, "Are I too ugly just now?"

"I'm sorry, it's all because of my reasons..."

"Don't say sorry easily. These three words are not worth anything at all. If everything can be solved with sorry, then the world will be peaceful long ago."

"Then...what can I do for you?"

"Can you do anything?" Mao Xiaocao asked with his head tilted.

Wang Jingzhe thought about it, then said "Hmm" and said, "Anything is OK, don't go too far."

Xiaocao smiled, licked his chapped lips and said, "If, I mean, if, the poison on my body will be untied in the future, but what are the sequelae? For example, disfigurement, inability to give birth, or something, there are many possibilities, right? If these problems occur, no one may want me. Would you like to marry me?"

Wang Jingzhe: "It's a bit too much for you to say this!"

The grass grinds its teeth: "..."

The next day, Chen Chong exchanged the land for the other party. He did not show up in person, so he asked the company's legal department to go there. The price increased by 30% based on the original price. Wu Yang had no objection. They wanted land, and they really didn't care whether it was money or not.

So the two parties quickly signed the transfer contract, and then Wu Yang handed over the way to resolve the Gu. It seemed that the wine had been settled.

Wu Yang took the contract into the car and said to Zhou Shen who was waiting inside: "It's better for the eldest son to do it, it's done without much effort."

"Just find the right move!" Zhou Shen said, but the expression on his face said without any relaxation: "There is one thing I didn't understand very well. The person who was infected with the Gu seemed to have a good weight in Chen Chong. Unexpectedly, he agreed when the other party spoke. With Chen Chong's temper, it was not easy to nod so easily. What does this mean? It means that the other party is not simple, at least Chen Chong attaches great importance to it."

Wu Yang smiled and said, "Isn't it a waste of money to have any portion..."

When Chen Chong handed over the way to Wang Jingzhe to remove the Gu, he didn't even look at it and threw it into the trash can. He really didn't believe that the other party would be so kind, nor did he believe in the way they handed over. Instead of doing this, it would be safer to solve it through his own hands.

On that day, Wang Jingzhe decided to rush to Miaojiang as soon as possible, and he didn't want to delay the time at all. After all, if you delay one more day, the grass would suffer one more day, and I couldn't bear it.

Originally, Chaidaowen was going to follow him, but Wang Jingzhe asked him to stay. One reason was that Ding Wu had not been discharged from the hospital and he wanted Chaidaowen to secretly stare at the King of Hell's cemetery. He thought that the other party should start construction soon. He stared at them a little and then he could feel confident when he settled the score in the future.

Wang Jingzhe felt that no matter what he said, this piece of land would become the other party's Waterloo, and it would be a defeat that would never turn over, which made Zhou Shen and Wu Yang regret it.

In the afternoon, Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao set off for Miaojiang.

Miaojiang is a wide range of places. Miaojiang mainly includes Shu, southwest and southeastern Guizhou, Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and western Hunan, and has a very wide area. Miaojiang is also divided into red seedlings and black seedlings. Red seedlings are mainly in western Hunan, and black seedlings are in the area of ​​Guizhou. These two places are the so-called central areas of Miaojiang, while other places are considered marginal areas, while Wang Jingzhe chose the western Hunan region.

In the afternoon, Chen Chong came forward to ask them for two soft sleeper tickets. The ones that were shop-to-shop would probably arrive at Zhangjiajie the next morning.

The two of them got into the car with simple luggage and got on the bed after they arrived at the soft bedroom. Wang Jingzhe was busy and busy, just like a dog-legged person.

"Are you feeling guilty..." Xiaocao asked quietly.

Wang Jingzhe was stunned for a moment and said, "Probably?"

Xiaocao glared at him hatefully and muttered in his heart, can't you say it's because of love?

There is no way, this guy is too straight and cancerous. Men say sweet words and they open their mouths and do not need to be beaten. He is the kind that he can't teach.

The train left the station and drove on the railway tracks. The grass was lying on the side. Wang Jingzhe sat by the window, dragging his cheeks and looking out the window. He didn't know what he was thinking. It might be the off-season at this time, and there were no one in the soft sleeper, so they were the only two.

"What are you looking at?" Xiaocao asked.

Wang Jingzhe turned around, looked at Mao Xiaocao and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel very familiar with you. It seems that we have not only known each other for a few days, but... we have been familiar with each other for a long time, and this illusion made me particularly confused."

Xiaocao suddenly laughed and asked with his eyes narrowed, "Is it true?"

Wang Jingzhe blinked his eyes and said seriously: "The human feeling is the most difficult thing in the world. No one can explain it clearly, it's in the clouds."

"That means that your understanding between you and me is fate?"

Wang Jingzhe gave her a blank look and said, "Look at you, I'm just talking about it. You're still fate. Why don't you go to heaven? You can really climb up the pole."

"Damn it..." Mao Xiaocao collapsed instantly. The man couldn't help him, but then he thought about it, so it was not a day or two for this little fool to speak without his brain.

"What kind of evil did I do in my previous life? I met him in this life. The feelings of other girls are like love and affection. Where is me? They are all tears..."

There was nothing to say all night. The next day, the train arrived at Zhangjiajie Station. The two got off the train. Wang Jingzhe contacted the person who answered the station by phone. The person was introduced by Caidaowen, saying that he was his friend and was familiar with the situation here. He could contact him if he had anything to do.

After waiting on the road in front of the train station for a while, a black Cayenne drove over, put down the window, and a young man inside turned his head and asked, "Is Xiaowen's friend?"

“Yes, yes”
Chapter completed!