After the collapse of the character set, the villain ran away overnight [Quick Transmigration]

After taking a quick hot shower, only Chen Zheng and Dabai were left in the living room when they came down.

Shi Yu wiped her hair with a weary look on her face.

He was still a little scared, just seeing the dark and strong body in the main room, he felt a conditioned trembling in his body.

Dabai was rubbing Chen Zheng's leg affectionately.

The pair of main pets have been with each other for many years, and their relationship is naturally unusually deep.

Hearing footsteps behind him, the black-skinned man paused and turned around.

Shi Yu's heart then mentioned that some things have one thing and two things and cannot have three things. If that inexplicable reaction happens again this time, there must be something wrong with the man in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes slowly, but the expected strange reaction didn't happen this time.

The man standing in the middle of the main room was wearing a simple black coat, and he seemed not good at communicating with others. He just glanced at Shiyu and then lowered his head, like a farmer who couldn't be more simple and serious, pointing to the Eight Immortals table beside him, and said in a low voice: " Young master, this meal..."

Shi Yu sneered, still feeling upset no matter how he looked at him.

Holding a towel in one hand, he stepped on his slippers and walked down the stairs: "Tell me, how much is it?"

He greeted Dabai again, and when Dabai was licking around him, he said calmly: "And your dog, I bought them all, you can make a price."

The hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

Shi Yu looked at the man at the table in a leisurely manner, carefully observing his every move with his eyes, hoping to find some flaws where this man was pretending to be stupid.

But he found that Chen Zheng didn't respond. He just shook his head silently when he heard the words, and said honestly: "No money."

"?" He raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you need money?"

"It doesn't cost any money," Chen Zheng lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but his tone was low and dull, "If you like it, then Dabai will play for you for a few days."

"No one in the village likes Dabai," he said, "I have never seen Dabai like someone else."

No, why did my job of bullying men and bullies make you act out a bitter drama so abruptly?

Shi Yu's eyes were fixed, and it took him a while to sit on the chair beside the Eight Immortals' Table, squinting at the man who had been standing obediently all this while refusing to let him sit.

The chicken soup is stewed with a rich flavor, and the chicken legs melt in your mouth.

...the workmanship is not bad.

Thinking casually, he took a sip of the soup and said, "Don't talk about these nonsense, I understand that I want to buy it."

"How much did you pay for Dabai?"

After a long silence, Chen Zhengcai said, "One piece."

These days, it only costs ten cents to eat a bowl of noodles in a big city. Back then, Chen Zheng was able to buy a dog for a dollar. No wonder he was called a weirdo by the villagers.

Shi Yu was silent for a moment, put down the soup bowl, and took out the 50 yuan bills he had prepared from his pocket.

He pushed the money to the man standing heavily across the table, raised his eyelids, and said in a disdainful tone, "50 yuan is enough for you to spend for a year, understand that I want it."

Dabai, who didn't know why, seemed to feel the low pressure of the wind and rain in the air, screamed "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" He stared at Chen Zheng who was facing him with a cold expression.

Chen Zheng looked down at the 50 yuan bills on the table, and then at the wolfhound that was tightly stuck to Shi Yu's leg across the way.

Without speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Before leaving, his eyes were slightly lowered, whether he was looking at Shiyu or the 50 yuan.

Although he still looked honest and responsible, his tightly locked brows and eyes made people clearly feel his repressed coldness.

Seeing the back of the man about to walk out of the main room, Shi Yu knocked on the table with one hand and called out: "Stop."

Another dose of strong medicine, he blew on the soup, and said while drinking: "I'll give you another 20 yuan, you help me cook for half a month, and the rest will be used as your hard work."

Putting down the bowl, the snow-skinned and black-haired young man gave a half-smile, with a clear and cool look in his beautiful and coquettish phoenix eyes: "70 yuan, it is more than you can earn by going hunting in the mountains every day."

Standing in the shadow of the backlight, the tall and strong man looked back at him with his head lowered, and the two big hands hanging beside him were clenched into fists, and his veins were stretched.

After a long time, he pushed the door open without saying a word and left.

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

The system was stunned for a moment, looking at Shi Yu who still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on? You seem to hate Gong, the protagonist of this world?"

"No." Shi Yu didn't raise his eyes, and his tone didn't change much: "Isn't my personality set like this?"

He was right, the system was no longer entangled, and praised: "According to this situation, our world will definitely succeed."

Shi Yu smiled without emotion, thinking of the black figure walking farther and farther under the sun, his eyes turned cold: "Yes."

Don't come up with any strange moths, then you will definitely succeed.

……

After eating, Shiyu began to worry about the wolf dog's lunch.

Big dogs like wolfhounds usually eat raw flesh and blood. Chen Zheng must have worked hard over the years to successfully raise a healthy wolfhound.

He stroked the dog's head and sighed: "Dabai, what do you want to eat, I'll go to the village and exchange it for you."

He doesn't have a lot of anything now, but he has a lot of money. Before leaving, Jiang Geng gave him a handful of change, opened it up and counted it, and it turned out to be about five hundred yuan.

This year's 500 yuan is simply a huge sum of money.

To Lu Cheng, it was just some pocket money for his little nephew.

Thinking of the uncle who "rehabilitates" his body now who doesn't know where, Shi Yu's mood is complicated.

No wonder in the original book, after Lu Yao left, Lu Shiyu, who knew nothing, could last for half a month before going to trouble Chen Zheng and Mo Jin. It turned out that it was the 500 yuan...

Lu Cheng was also benevolent to him.

Putting five yuan in change in his pocket, Shiyu rubbed Dabai's head: "Come on, Dabai, I'll go and buy you some raw meat."

The wolfhound rubbed against the bend of his leg and gave a gentle "Wow".

One person and one dog went out to look for food under the scorching sun, and the cicadas outside the small courtyard were noisy, making the already hot noon even more difficult.

Before he had walked a few steps, he saw a figure walking towards the end of the path with a bamboo basket in his hand.

The black-skinned man who had just left the small courtyard for half an hour walked silently on the uneven yellow mud path, carrying a big bamboo basket in his hand, and returned to his usual honest and honest appearance. When he saw Shiyu, he stopped At the same spot, he lowered his head and said a little embarrassedly: "... Dabai hasn't eaten yet."

As if he was afraid of hearing something he didn't want to hear from this unforgiving young master, he immediately put down the bamboo basket, and the bamboo basket made a bang, shaking up some dust on the ground.

Rough big hands lifted the bamboo cover, inside was clean raw meat, chopped into several pieces.

He has a really good temper, even if Shi Yu stabbed him with money in the main room, he still squatted down patiently at this moment, turned over the meat and said to Shi Yu: "These are Dabai's rations, just feed half of them at once. If he’s hungry, he’ll go up the mountain to grab something to eat.”

The black-and-yellow wolfhound's calmness in front of Shiyu suddenly changed, sticking out its tongue and circled around the man, staring at the meat in the bamboo basket, and endured it when the two masters didn't say it was edible. Stop the impulse.

At noon there was a light breeze mixed with a heat wave.

Shi Yu was sweating profusely, with black hair sticking to the side of his face, and his beautiful eyes were long and narrow. He stared at the honest and honest man in front of him, and then looked down at the half-framed raw meat. The five yuan in my pocket is hard to get out.

Damn, he should bring 50 yuan out!

The awkward silence continued.

Looking at the young master with a cold face but a little evasive eyes, a smile flashed across Chen Zheng's eyes, and the smile was fleeting. He said, "Then I'm leaving, and I have to do farm work in the afternoon."

"Dabai," the man said as he leaned over and stroked the wolf dog's big, furry head, "I'm leaving, you want to come back and come back."

Dabai groaned, rubbed the big palm of the previous owner, turned his head and rushed to the bamboo basket vigorously, intending to pick up the bamboo basket and go home with Shiyu.

It tried it, but the bamboo basket didn't move at all.

Tried again, the bamboo basket still didn't move.

Shi Yu couldn't see it anymore, and was eager to get rid of the embarrassment and stepped forward to lift the bamboo basket.

I mentioned it, but didn't mention it.

He was smart enough not to try again, and fell silent while carrying the tall weaving strips of the bamboo basket.

……

The breeze blows slowly.

Suddenly, a large rough palm that was darkened to an unknown degree appeared beside the long and white fingers.

The black-skinned man picked up the bamboo basket easily, without any ridicule in his voice, and the shadow cast when he stood up tightly wrapped Shiyu inside.

He is tall and strong, with a lean figure. Years of hard work have made his muscles smooth, not too obvious, but extremely threatening. He seems to be smiling, and his deep and dull voice is also lighter: "Let me do it."

Shi Yu didn't speak anymore, and took the lead in walking in front, with one hand in his pocket, and the score was quite complete, ignoring the few strands of red dyed on the white jade-like earlobes, everything seemed extraordinarily natural.

The proud young master walked ahead.

The man who followed was taciturn and silent, carrying a heavy bamboo basket with one hand, and walked side by side with the black and yellow wolfhound.

Like another dark, loyal black dog.

……

Chen Zheng was not sociable, so he put his things in the main room and left.

Shi Yu was only able to go upstairs to get some money, and when he came down again, only Dabai was left in the main room eating raw meat.

The man walked quickly, and before he left, he managed to push the Eight Immortals table that was in the middle of the main room, which was in the way.

It seems that he doesn't care about what Shi Yu said to him before, it's fine to be honest and enthusiastic.

The money in his pocket was useless, and Shi Yu didn't want to take the money and travel thousands of miles across the village to find a man.

He squatted in front of Dabai, saw that he had skillfully ate half of the meat, and pushed the rest to him, the meaning was obvious, let him dispose of it.

Raw meat won't last long without a refrigerator.

Shi Yu smiled and patted the head of the wolf dog, and put the raw meat in a basket in the shade of the kitchen for storage.

There is a large water tank in the kitchen, the temperature is slightly cooler, and it can be kept until dinner in the afternoon.

After doing all this, he was sleepy and hot, he called the system to get some hot water for himself, and climbed into bed after taking a shower.

The electric fan in the bedroom was blowing a cool breeze, and Dabai curled up on the blanket that Shiyu specially spread for him in front of the bed, and he and the dog took a comfortable nap.

……

As soon as I woke up, it was the afternoon when the sun was about to set.

The evening in the countryside is particularly lively, with the smoke rising from the kitchen, and the sound of children laughing and playing everywhere. Under the trees beside the fields, a few men who have worked all day are smoking dry tobacco while chatting about today's harvest and state affairs.

All kinds of voices blew from afar along the evening wind.

Shi Yu sleepily rested on the bed for a while, and went downstairs wearing slippers, ready to go to the kitchen to fetch Da Bai's dinner, but as soon as he came out of the main room, he found a tightly wrapped bamboo basket outside the iron fence door.

He has seen several bamboo baskets in one day, and there is a job of weaving bamboo baskets for money in the village. In recent years, bamboo baskets can't be bought for much, and fewer and fewer people do it.

There are also some honest people who are full of food for one person and not hungry for the whole family, who are still diligently engaged in these side jobs.

He pushed open the iron grille door, and carefully lifted the bamboo cover to see what was inside, so as not to be unable to lift it.

The fragrance of the food came faintly along the gap, just like noon, a bowl of chicken soup, a bowl of vegetarian dishes, and a big bowl of rice.

Ok?

Shi Yu raised his eyebrows slowly, thinking of Chen Zheng who had left the small courtyard in silence at noon.

Look at the hot dishes and soup in the bamboo basket again.

...What does this mean?

No money, but free.

Is this the brain circuit of an honest person?

Things got weird.

For the next two weeks, Shi Yu would receive a bamboo basket for three meals a day as if being fed regularly.

Soon the bamboo baskets at home quickly piled up into a hill.

Looking at it, he felt a headache, and even the bamboo basket and the money were piled up outside the fence gate at once, waiting for the man to take it back.

After taking a nap, I woke up and saw that the bamboo basket had disappeared completely. The only remaining bamboo basket was a brand new 50 yuan note.

Shi Yu: "..."

The system was dumbfounded: "...I feel so guilty for him doing this."

Shi Yu: "What are you guilty of?"

"Treasure," the system said heavily, "The time has come."

"—You should step in."

Beijing, midnight.

Outside the brightly lit three-story western-style building, a brand-new Santana is low-key, with a small slit half-opened on the back seat window, the moonlight is sharply cut into pieces, and across the half-darkness of the man's face, it is like a thin layer of darkness. yarn.

"Sir," the driver sat in the front seat and said respectfully, "The news has already come out, the car accident is indeed the fault of my family."

"Should we go to our home now, or..."

In the dimly lit carriage, a man's voice sounded faintly, "Where's Jiang Geng?"

He Xin replied: "I let him sneak into the Lu family to investigate the situation in advance. Shall I call him back now?"

"No," replied indifferently, Lu Cheng casually raised his eyelids, and glanced at the brightly lit, but now dead mansion outside the window: "The foundation of our family is deep, so don't act rashly for now, as long as you know who is behind the scenes .”

Lu Cheng's character has always been like this, impeccable and scheming, even in the army, surrounded by wolves, tigers and leopards, he can still break through a bloody path and forcibly build up his own power.

He Xin's eyes were full of awe, and he whispered: "Then where shall we go now? Your leg injury needs to be reexamined."

"Go to the hospital first." With his eyes closed lightly, the man in the back seat leaned against the back of the car, sitting upright, like a long knife out of its sheath, with a deep and indifferent manner: "Go to the river..."

Inadvertently thought of a figure half a month ago in my mind.

Standing on the second floor of the balcony, the young man's brows were wan, and the night was like water. He was wearing thin pajamas, with a slender figure, black hair and white skin, and he was unhealed. He just stared at him casually, without saying a word.

After a pause, Lu Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his dark and deep phoenix pupils could not see to the bottom, and said calmly: "Go to Qingshui Village again."

He Xin, who was driving, was startled, and couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror: "Qingshui Village? Are you not going back to Hebei?"

"Don't go back first."

He said, "I found something in Qingshui Village."

What was missing was worth their husband going back in person?

...Could it be some confidential document?

He Xin looked solemn, stepped on the accelerator immediately, and drove towards the hospital: "Yes!"

The author has something to say: too stuck

Let’s write again tomorrow, my dears, and the setting, I’m sorry I was wrong, I just wanted to have a play to have fun, but I didn’t expect to make everyone so unhappy, I won’t write about this anymore QAQ

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