Chapter 1133 Hu Zi wakes up

Although it is spring now, the sky in the northeast is still a little chilly, but at noon, the sun is just right, neither too hot nor too cold, and it feels very comfortable to be in the sun.

I sat on a recliner under the eaves, enjoying the rare tranquility of the afternoon.

Sitting next to me was Mao Buhui, who was grabbing a handful of peanuts and drinking beer.

As for Mu Yunxi and Xiao Qi, they hid on the roof, basking in the sun while secretly drinking.

Inside the house was Hu Zi, who had slept for two days and two nights, and Ling'er also came over and was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Ever since that night when Hu Zi realized the power of the angry tiger's sword, he has been in a coma. After Pao Zhen's treatment, Hu Zi's body is no longer in serious condition. It's just that the sword caused too much damage to him, so he has been in a coma and has not woken up.

"It would be nice if we could live like this forever." Mao Buhui grinned and said casually, "I haven't enjoyed this rare tranquility for many years."

Hearing this, I glanced at him and said, "You've been grounded for so many years, isn't it quiet enough?"

Mao Buhui's mouth twitched, and then he said helplessly, "Brother, as the saying goes, don't hit someone in the face. You are just talking about something else, aren't you?"

I smiled and said nothing. Seeing this, Mao Buhui said, "Qian Yu, Chun Ya's matter... When did you take care of it? We just talked on the phone this morning. She said that the Hundred Flowers Alliance and the Five Poison Spirit Sect seem to have made a big move recently and are cleaning up the sect. I'm worried..."

"The Hundred Flowers Alliance and the Five Poison Spirit Sect are going to make a big move? Is it because of the upcoming martial arts conference in Longhu Mountain?" I frowned.

I knew what Mao Buhui was worried about.

The Five Poison Spirit Sect and the Hundred Flowers Alliance were cleaning up their ranks recently, and Fu Chunya's network of relationships was extremely complicated. If one of her people was caught and sold her out, the consequences would be disastrous.

I pondered for a while and then said, "Just recently, the things here have been resolved. I am going to go to the headquarters of the Intelligence Bureau and then find a way to transfer Sister Chunya to the Intelligence Bureau. What do you think?"

Mao Buhui's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he slapped his thigh and said, "It has to be you, brother. You are meticulous in doing things. Come on, I'll toast you."

I smiled and asked, "What about you? What plans do you have in the future?"

"Me?" Mao Buhui put down the bottle, sighed and said, "What plans can I have? I'm used to being idle in my life. I don't seek fame or wealth. I just want to have food, drink and fun."

After that, he glanced at me and said, "What's the matter, are you trying to offend me?"

"I don't mean that. I just think that you and Sister Chunya have been through so many things, and now you're finally together again. Don't you want to... give Sister Chunya an explanation and a status?"

Mao Buhui was silent. After a long while, he took a deep breath and said, "I haven't thought about this matter. Now that I've left Maoshan, I'm like a rootless duckweed, and Chunya... after all, has a father who is one of the top ten masters in the world. We are not a good match, I..." "

Just because of this?" I laughed. I thought that Mao Buhui cared least about this kind of etiquette, but I never expected that he was not as careless and heartless as he looked.

"That's easy." I said with a smile: "You can pick any position in the intelligence agency. Then you will be a government official. Isn't this problem solved?"

"This... can it work? I am from Maoshan. Although I have left Maoshan, but..." Mao Buhui was worried, but I waved my hand: "I don't care where your master is, but now, you are mine."

My words directly shocked Mao Buhui, and then I saw him grinning and said: "Damn, this is so comfortable to hear." After

that, he swallowed the wine in the bottle in one gulp, then got up, hummed a little song and went into the house to get the wine.

I smiled at Mao Buhui's back, then leaned back on the recliner, squinting my eyes and staring at the wheel of Jiaoyang in a daze.

Although the matter in the village has been resolved, I still have a lot of things to do.

Originally, after I had resolved the matter in the village, I planned to take Mu Yunxi to the northwest to find the larger corpse pile he mentioned. On the way, I also had to find a hatching place to devour more old ghosts.

But this time will definitely not be short, and I have just taken office as the director of the Intelligence Bureau and have not yet reported to the Intelligence Bureau, so I can only put it on hold for the time being.

"Maoshan...Kunlun..." I murmured these two names, and then smiled coldly: "Do you really think this matter is over? You sealed the mountain and locked the door. It was your explanation to the higher-ups, but you haven't given me an explanation yet. Since you are unwilling to give me this explanation, then I can only climb the mountain myself and ask for an explanation."

In the next two days, Hu Zi still didn't wake up.

In Pao Zhen's words, Hu Zi's knife almost drained his energy and spirit. He needs to recuperate before he can slowly recover. This time will not be too long, but it will definitely not be short, so we can only wait quietly.

During this period, Ling'er took care of Hu Zi, crushed the food and slowly fed it to Hu Zi.

As for me, I wandered around the village from time to time, and occasionally even went into the homes of familiar villagers to take a look.

The Xu family had been burned down, and Xu Zhengchun cleaned up a house in the village and moved in with Xu Nian.

During this period, I visited Xu Nian once and transferred the Qi in my body into his body to check his injuries.

When I transferred the Netherworld Qi in my body into his, I deliberately left a trace of Netherworld Qi in his body, so that I could sense it instantly if anything happened to him.

Xu Zhengchun didn't say much about the Xu family's affairs. It felt as if nothing had happened.

I could feel that Xu Zhengchun didn't seem to have much feelings for the ancestors of the Xu family. He seemed to be extremely resistant to turning himself into a zombie to prolong his life.

But these have nothing to do with me anymore.

Afterwards, I went to the thatched cottage in the back mountain several times, but the cottage was still there, but the person who had been intimate with me in the cottage never appeared again.

That night, Mao Buhui and I were sitting at the table drinking. When we were in high spirits, Hu Zi, who had been sleeping, suddenly sat up, sniffed, and cursed: "Pork stewed with vermicelli? Qian Yu, you bastard, you drank good wine and ate good meat behind my back..."

I turned around and saw Hu Zi staring at the food on the table, swallowing his saliva.