Chapter 82: My Own Wrongs
"Then I'll leave first, no need to see me off."
After Xie Yuchen finished speaking, he turned around without any reluctance and walked quickly towards the door.
He saw the change in Zhang Moyu's expression just now. At the moment when he smiled and sent the guest away in a gentle voice, Xie Yuchen almost imagined the expression of his grandfather Xie Jiu who had kept silent and dragged the traitor into the lake with a forced smile.
He now has only one sentence in his mind.
Blind man, you have done this all yourself, now you can only wish for good fortune.
After Xie Yuchen went out, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he paused and stood in front of the door as a door god as if nothing had happened.
Actually, he just wanted to... eavesdrop.
The silence inside was somewhat surprising. Xie Yuchen frowned. He should be right. Zhang Moyu definitely wanted to lose his temper just now, but why was there no movement?
After Jie Yuchen left, Zhang Moyu calmly picked up the teacup and drank the remaining half cup of tea, including the broken grass leaf that accidentally fell into the clean and clear tea.
After chewing and swallowing the herb leaf, Zhang Moyu had the leisure to analyze what kind of medicine it was.
Well...it's the leaves of Salvia miltiorrhiza. They are emerald green in color and growing well. The medicinal effect should be good. After growing for a while, they can be used as medicine, but now they are gone!
Nothing is left...
The various filters that were inexplicably superimposed on him when he first met Hei Xia Zi were quietly shattered, such as being considerate and polite, virtuous and capable of housekeeping... Haha, he should have thought of it earlier.
Birds of a feather flock together. How could someone who can play with the little Qilin be a peaceful person?
Zhang Moyu had a blank expression on his face, showing no emotion, and he slowly stood up.
As we all know, as long as the pants fit well, a belt is unnecessary.
Holding the lock of his belt with one hand, Zhang Moyu slowly pulled out his belt, looked at it in front of his eyes, and weighed it twice.
This belt is of good quality, it will definitely be very convenient to use as a whip...
After all, Hei Xia Zi was Zhang Qiling's friend, so it was not easy for him to directly use his weapon, the bone whip, to whip him.
When the whip was swung, it would throw out barbs, which would scrape off a layer of skin and flesh with just a touch. Although Hei Xiazi went a little too far this time, he didn't resort to torture.
The black bear was still unaware that it was artificially scattering grass leaves for rain, and was happily spinning in circles among the grass leaves, completely unaware that danger was approaching.
When Zhang Moyu turned around, Hei Xia Zi looked at him expressionlessly and swung the belt in his hand. He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Xiao Hei, we haven't had any sparring matches since we met.
I've been practicing with Xiaoguan all this time, and he's made great progress recently. I'm sure you'd like to try it too."
Zhang Moyu's face was calm, as if he was chatting about family matters, and there was even a hint of nonchalance in his tone.
Thinking of Zhang Moyu's moves that went straight to the vital points and targeted the vulnerable parts of the human body, Hei Xia Zi suddenly shuddered and unconsciously took half a step back.
To be honest, he didn't want to try this kind of sparring where he knew he couldn't win and could only passively take the beating!
I really don’t want to at all!
Even the spirit on Hei Xia Zi's back silently hugged his head tightly. Although she was very skilled in Taoism and her current condition was special, basically nothing could hurt her before Hei Xia Zi died.
But this man is so cruel that he shows no mercy even to his own kind. Not only are his methods and skills a mystery, but even the human scent on his body makes ghosts feel particularly irritated.
It's a bit scary~
After a snap, a series of crackling sounds rang out, accompanied by Hei Xia Zi's full-throated screams, echoing in the empty and silent house.
Xie Yuchen, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was finally satisfied. He seemed to be leisurely adjusting his white suit jacket. Looking at the spots of dirt on the sleeves, he pursed his lips as if he had a bit of mysophobia. Finally, he decided to take off the jacket, revealing a light pink shirt with peach-colored crabapple flowers embroidered on the hem.
Xie Yuchen got into the car with slow and leisurely steps. He was still the handsome young man. He was supposed to go to the company today, but because his clothes were dirty, he didn't want to take care of the company's chores, so he simply let his clerk start the journey home.
Not long after they left, Xie Yuchen's car returning home happened to meet Zhang Qiling who was coming back from buying groceries. Xie Yuchen asked the driver to stop and said something to Zhang Qiling.
"The blind man is in training right now. If you walk faster, you might be able to catch the show."
Zhang Qiling nodded calmly to indicate that he understood, and then continued to walk back slowly.
Seeing his reaction, Xie Yuchen felt a little bored, but it was understandable, this person has always been indifferent to fame and fortune.
What a pity. He had originally thought that he would not be able to see the miserable scene of Hei Xia Zi suffering, so it would be nice to find someone to be a bystander for him, at least it could annoy Hei Xia Zi.
Hey, who made Zhang Qiling so uncurious?
Xie Yuchen got into the car and left with regret, but he didn't notice that the figure walking back slowly in the rearview mirror quietly quickened his pace.
When Zhang Qiling returned home, he saw Hei Xia Zi lying dead in the yard, and Zhang Moyu busy in the small medicinal field next to the courtyard wall.
Seeing the scattered herbs and leaves all over the ground, and the small medicinal field that looked like it had been ravaged by a strong wind, the clever Zhang Qiling had already vaguely guessed what had just happened.
When he went to buy vegetables earlier, Zhang Moyu called him and specifically told him to buy more green peppers today and make a special plate of green pepper and shredded pork for Hei Xia Zi to celebrate the fact that he finally mastered the bone-shrinking technique today and no longer needed to spend money and suffer.
As a result, this sentence fell into the ears of the sharp-eyed and sharp-eared Black Blind Man. Black Blind Man was in a trance for a while at first, a little bit unbelievable as if in a dream. After confirming it again and again, he fell into ecstasy.
Zhang Qiling and Zhang Moyu were calmly discussing what to eat today. Neither of them had ever bought chili peppers before. While they were discussing what kind of green peppers to buy, Hei Xia Zi was jumping up and down excitedly beside them.
Until Zhang Qiling's cell phone ran out of battery and turned off, Zhang Qiling could still hear Hei Xia Zi's Tarzan-like howl the previous second.
He guessed that Hei Xia Zi might be too excited today and cause some trouble, but he didn't expect this guy to be so brave!
The medicinal field is to Zhang Moyu as the green pepper and shredded pork fried rice is to Hei Xia Zi, so Hei Xia Zi's act of plucking the medicinal field is no less than someone throwing the green pepper and shredded pork fried rice that Hei Xia Zi had just packaged to the ground and stepping on it twice.
It is no exaggeration to say that they have a deep hatred. If Hei Xia Zi was not an acquaintance, and Zhang Moyu knew that he was just being naughty and had no bad intentions, and he and Zhang Qiling were "good brothers", with multiple halos stacked on top of each other, it is hard to say whether Hei Xia Zi could still breathe now.
After looking at Hei Xia Zi with pity, Zhang Qiling took steady steps, walked past him and carried the vegetables into the kitchen.
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