Anti-counterattack Law [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 39

The scene in the dream made Zhou Man feel very depressed. She didn't call out for her husband, but lay quietly on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling with her eyes wide open, letting the tears overflow from her eyes, and the tears wet her Hair on the sideburns.

Zhou Man put her hands on her lower abdomen, and she didn't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that her lower abdomen today was much flatter than before.She listened attentively to the sounds around her, the surrounding was very quiet, she could only hear her own sobbing and breathing, not the crying of the baby a few days ago.

Zhou Man was very scared a few days ago, but after hearing what Lu Heng said, she was not so scared anymore.After all, it is her own child, even if people and ghosts go different ways, the softness in her heart has always been reserved for them.

When the mood calmed down, Zhou Man endured the discomfort all over his body and got up, put on his coat and walked out of the bedroom.The light in the living room was not turned on, nor was the air conditioner turned on, but Zhou Man strangely felt that the temperature in the living room was lower than that in the bedroom. Fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment, and the hot palms dispelled the coldness all over her body.

She subconsciously felt that something was wrong. Thinking of the strange things she had encountered during this period, the blood on Zhou Man's face faded again. Seeing sparks jumping in the direction of the balcony, she boldly shouted: "Husband?"

The temperature in the palm of his hand was getting higher and higher, as if it was going to burn her skin, Zhou Man clenched his teeth and walked slowly towards the balcony.For some unknown reason, even though she was trembling with fear, she resisted not turning on the light in the living room.

When she got closer, she saw clearly that her husband was burning paper on the balcony, his honest face looked extraordinarily cold under the reflection of sparks, and he was still muttering something.

And the lines on her palm became hotter and hotter.

For some reason, Zhou Man couldn't help trembling at the tip of her heart. She supported the glass door so that her legs would not fall down, and said in a trembling voice, "Husband?"

The husband turned his head stiffly, and saw Zhou Man standing behind him, frantically extinguishing the burning incense, and covering the almost burned paper with his body.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Man asked.

The husband's eyes flickered slightly, and his words were sad: "I want to burn some small things for the children, and hope they can have a better life over there."

Zhou Man's intuition was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to keep silent.

Zhou Man was supported by her husband to sit down on the sofa. Hearing that she walked out of the bedroom because she wanted to drink water, she immediately poured a glass of water for her. She didn't put the water into her hands until the water temperature dropped, and told her repeatedly be careful.

The light in the living room has been turned on by her husband. Zhou Man looked at her considerate husband, and the suspicion in her heart dissipated unconsciously.She took a small sip of the warm water, slowly diverted her gaze, and took in the general situation of the living room, without the baby's bloody palm print.

After drinking the water, Zhou Man went back to the bedroom to sleep. Her husband claimed that he was sweating and planned to take a shower before going back to the bedroom.Zhou Man didn't see that the moment she turned around, the smile gradually rose on her husband's simple and honest face, a sinister and smug smile.

With the cash of this era, Lu Heng no longer treats himself harshly. He no longer eats the bad food provided by the boss and his wife in the hotel, and he does not intend to continue living in a cramped hotel and listen to the boss and his wife quarreling all day long. Many, you can move at any time with it.

Lu Heng found a nice hotel to check in, but was told by the hotel staff that he only had enough money to stay for three days, so after the check-in procedures were completed, Lu Heng stepped onto the flyover with his mobile phone and continued to live. our bank.

In order to wait for Lu Heng, Shen Qian'an arrived at the flyover a little earlier than usual, but he waited anxiously, his eyes almost saw through the flyover, but he couldn't wait for Lu Heng.

At the beginning, he was still enthusiastically imagining what kind of expression he would use to accuse Lu Heng of causing him to lose a business.

After waiting for a long time, he hoped that Lu Heng would come soon and help him untie the dumb acupoint.

That's right, it's a dumb hole!Having been in modern times for more than twenty years, Shen Qian'an has been brainwashed by various TV dramas since he was a child. The modern domineering president Cinderella and the ancient ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth are all unavoidable routines.

When he became dumb yesterday, he was not sure that Lu Heng used the long-lost acupressure method for him. After returning home, he checked the Internet and learned about the acupuncture points of the human body. He suddenly realized that Lu Heng is not only a fortune teller , is still a real master!

Shen Qian'an made up his mind again, no matter whether Lu Heng is tall or cold, or especially cold, he will hug his golden thighs tightly, as if he can see the bright future.

However, the light in his heart gradually dimmed when Lu Heng didn't show up for a long time. He thought a little disheartened that he was probably unlucky and could only be an incompetent magic stick for the rest of his life. Being full of bad luck is his far-fetched dream.

Just when Shen Qian'an was extremely depressed, a figure slowly walked over from the other side of the overpass. That person was tall and straight, with a handsome appearance. On this overpass, he formed a unique scenery.

It was Lu Heng.

Shen Qian'an stood up in a loss of composure, and he quickly waved at Lu Heng, trying to call him, but couldn't make a sound.

When Lu Heng approached, Shen Qian'an graciously placed the stool he specially brought for Lu Heng on the ground, and even wanted to give the fortune-telling booth to Lu Heng for nothing, but Lu Heng raised his hand to stop it.

"No need." Lu Heng said.

The stall was not sent out, but Shen Qian'an brought water and umbrellas to Lu Heng, and the service was particularly thoughtful.

Lu Heng squinted at Shen Qian'an, narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and sharp light streamed from the corners of his eyes, appearing to be smiling but not smiling.

Lu Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Qian'an. Today's Shen Qian'an did not deliberately pretend to be an old man. He was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and dark blue jeans, with his round cat pupils and immature baby face. The dull hair fluttering in the wind is full of vigor, a kind of good luck that even the bad luck of birth can't cover up.

Lu Heng narrowed his eyes, quite curious about Shen Qianan's strange fate.

But it stopped at curiosity, he still had important things to do, and he would not spend his cultivation to figure out Shen Qianan's past and present lives.

After Lu Heng sat down, Shen Qian'an didn't care about his own stall, and carefully rubbed beside Lu Heng, staring at him intently with bright eyes.

Lu Heng turned a blind eye to Shen Qian'an's gaze, and sat on the stool provided by Shen Qian'an calmly, with his eyelids slightly closed, cultivating himself.

Shen Qian'an: "..."

Why don't you open your eyes, why don't you look at him?

Shen Qian'an thought for a long time, tentatively stretched out a paw, and poked towards Lu Heng's clothes corner. Just when he was about to touch Lu Heng's clothes corner, Lu Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes fell on Shen Qian'an precisely. In the hand, it is like substance.

Shen Qian'an's paws froze in place immediately, unable to move forward even a little bit.

After a while, he withdrew his paw awkwardly, pointed to his mouth, and gestured around the Ya acupoint for a while, and looked at Lu Heng after what he felt he wanted to express was clear, only to find that Lu Heng closed his mouth again at some point. His eyes were closed, and he looked like an inscrutable magic stick.

Shen Qian'an had a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat and almost choked to death.

He can't speak, gestures and Lu Heng doesn't answer him. Fortunately, in order to prevent the tragedy of watching the business slip away like yesterday, Shen Qian'an has also learned to be smart. He set aside some money to buy paper and a pen, and he went back to his stall and wrote what he wanted to say to Lu Heng with the paper and pen.

First of all, there were a lot of particularly gorgeous compliments, which praised Lu Heng from the outside to the inside, and then praised his kung fu. Shen Qianan wrote out the compliments as if they were free of money. .

When Lu Heng saw the paper full of words handed over by Shen Qian'an, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. He took a deep look at Shen Qian'an and said, "You can't speak, do you still want to be unable to move your hands?"

Shen Qian'an's heart shuddered, and he didn't dare to be a demon again. He honestly put the pen and paper away, and looked at Lu Heng beggingly, hoping that Lu Heng would let him go because of his pity!

Lu Heng was stunned for a moment by the expression similar to his own little boy, and then he brushed away the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, and said in a loose voice: "You talk too much, and you are too noisy."

Shen Qian'an felt that there were countless huskies running in front of him, but he couldn't catch any of them.

What do you mean he talks too much?He is a person who relies on his mouth to eat, and his eloquence will become rusty if he doesn't practice it for a day. Without eloquence, how can he rely on to fool customers?What's more, what does it mean that he is so noisy? You must know that they are currently located at an overpass. There is a lot of traffic under the overpass. There are people coming and going on both sides of the road. The shops on both sides of the street play different music 24 hours a day. It is strange that they are not noisy. ?

Why only for him?

Shen Qian'an lay down on the table depressed, unconsciously typing Morse code with her fingers.

At this moment, he heard Lu Heng say again: "Use Morse code to say what I don't want to hear, and I guarantee that you will not be able to speak for the rest of your life."

Shen Qian'an didn't dare to move his paws anymore. He put his fingers together and put them on the table obediently, not even daring to move.He was very disturbed. Jin Thigh understands Morse code, so what he said yesterday...

Shen Qian'an didn't dare to think deeply, he was crying with grief and indignation in his heart.

The golden thigh was offended by him just like that, how can he hug him in the future?

Now how to do?

Pretending to be a fool to pass the test, or pretending to be casual, or honestly admitting mistakes and apologizing?

Naturally, Lu Heng knew the meaning of the Morse code that Shen Qianan typed out yesterday. Even though he was smart, he was still mostly at a loss when facing these things he had never touched before.

However, Shen Qian'an has already taken the initiative to expose it!

Lu Heng chuckled lightly, but did not speak.

However, Shen Qian'an felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on his head, and he was very uneasy. What does it mean to smile and not speak?

Did you forgive him?

Is Jin Thigh such a generous person?

Do you not care?

Shen Qian'an opened his mouth silently, if he didn't care, he wouldn't be a fake dumb now.

Or, is it intended to accumulate bookkeeping for later punishment?