Cloud God is not God

Fei Wuyong helped A Ling to wash his clothes, chopped some firewood, and went out for a stroll in the city in the evening.

"Brother trash, brother trash..." A familiar voice came from behind Fei Wuyong.He quickly picked up the folding fan beside him and stuffed his face into it.

You are a waste, your whole family is a waste, I scolded this person in my heart.

The man ran out of breath, and so did the servant beside him.

"Brother waste, I call you, why are you hiding?" Zhang Julai put one hand on Fei Wuyong's shoulder, and the other hand pulled Fei Wuyong's body.

"Open your mouth. Once you call me, nothing good will happen. No one will hide from you."

Fei Wuyong didn't want to talk to this person, this person was the second son of the Zhang family in the city, his elder brother, he studied with Fei Wuyong, and I heard that this year he won the Juren.His younger brother seems to have a lack of brain, he can't study well, and he is idle all day long. If he meets Fei Wuyong, who is also idle and is also covered by his brother's aura, he will feel sympathy for him.I am very kind to Fei Wuyong.

Fei Wuyong took the folding fan and tapped Zhang Julai on the head, the man didn't get annoyed, he waved his hand at the young man, and the young man went to check out and bought the folding fan.

"I call Fei Wuyong, don't call Fei Wuxiong all day long, others will think you are calling trash."

Fei Wuyong walked in front, waving a folding fan.The girls on the street lowered their heads shyly and walked away.

Zhang Kailai followed behind him.After being trained, he still looked refreshed.The fat body is half a head shorter than Fei Wuyong.

"Hey, your words are too difficult to read. My father often calls me a waste. When I hear it, isn't it just like you have no brother?"

Zhang Julai handed over another handful of delicate dried fruit, Fei Wuyong took it leisurely, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, it was quite sweet.Then he turned around, took the bag from Zhang Julai's arms, and stuffed it into his own.

"It's delicious, I want it all." Fei Wuyong said handsomely, and continued walking.Are you looking east and west?

Zhang Julai bent over and nodded in a good mood.Hehe smiled and said, "As long as the waste brother likes it, anything is fine."

Zhang Julai took a quick step and approached Fei Wuyong and whispered: "Brother waste, I heard about the Wang family recently."

"The Wang family? The royal governor's family? Did something interesting happen?" Fei Wuyong asked pretending to be curious.

When Zhang Julai saw it, he was instantly full of pride: "You know that a homicide has occurred in the Wang family. This morning, the housekeeper of the Wang family came to report the case and said that a beautiful maid died in the mansion. I heard that the maid often flirted with Wang Dudu. Recently, I'm going to be helped to be an aunt. Oh, what a pity, what a pity."

Zhang Julai didn't tell Fei Wuyong's story vividly, so he shook his head like him, and then opened the fan smartly, watching Wuyong's eyes twitch.

"Pa" was another fan's headshot, "Speak normally."

"Hey, what's the matter, you don't know. My father obeyed Wang Dudu's words and suppressed this case in private. I heard..."

Zhang Julai put his head close to Fei Wuyong's ear, and whispered: "I heard that the girl's face was peeled off, her eyes were wide open. There was also a big hole in her stomach, her intestines bleed all over the floor, and she was covered in blood. The people in the palace trembled with fear, and no one dared to collect the corpse. So I privately called the executioner in the yamen to help clean it up."

Listening to Zhang Julai's description, Fei Wuyong thought of the monster's appearance that night and its disgusting smell.

"Bah, I'm so unlucky, I won't be able to eat, so be careful to beat you up." Fei Wuyong said fiercely to Zhang Julai.

"Hey, let's not talk, let's not talk. I heard that there is a stunning sight in the Lingjun Pavilion recently, let's go, I will take you to have a look." Seeing Feiwuyong's sullen expression, Zhang Julai quickly changed the topic.

"I won't go, I won't go, money is tight recently, I need to find something to do."

It's still a bit cold in March, Fei Wuyong put the folding fan in his belt, put his hands in his sleeves, it's much warmer.

In private, Zhang Julai had given money to Fei Wuyong a few times, but Fei Wuyong threw it back. Everyone thought that the second son of the Zhang family was a fool with so much money. For whatever reason, he still threw the silver out.

This made Zhang Julai feel that Wuyong was independent and different from the rest of the world.

In fact, Fei Wuyong regretted it to the point of death afterwards, but he threw away all the money, and if he wanted to get it back, wouldn't it be a great shame and embarrassment.

"Brother waste is really different." Zhang Julai said to himself, shaking his fan.

Fei Wuyong walked fast with long legs, and he had already thrown people away a bit.

Zhang Julai came back to his senses and saw that Fei Wuyong had already walked a long way, so he dragged his slightly fat body and ran over.

"Brother waste, brother waste, wait for me."

Fei Wuyong was annoyed by the quarrel, and was made very unlucky by the matter of the Wang family's maid, so he lost the desire to find trouble.Then he was dragged by Zhang Kulai to the Lingjun Hall.

This Lingjun Pavilion is one of the largest Chu Pavilions in Huayang City. All aristocratic families love this place to be arty, and the famous actresses and young ladies in it are also full of talents.Most of them are performing arts but not selling themselves, so it can be regarded as a cleanup.So there are often no white people here.

An identity like Fei Wuyong would not even be able to enter the gate of the Lingjun Pavilion, but this Jilai's father is also one of the local snakes in Huayang City, so the Lingjun Pavilion naturally did not dare to offend, so Fei Wuyong swaggered Followed Zhang Julai into the gate of Lingjun Pavilion.

The two randomly found a seat in the lobby, and today seemed to be the first appearance of the so-called young master Xiaoxiang.After a while, the venue was full of guests.

Fei Wuyong was not interested in these babbling little tunes, and the refreshments in the Lingjun Pavilion were pretty good, so he took out the bag that Zhang Kulai had brought just now, and stuffed them all in.

Provoking people around to point and point, Wuyong was thick-skinned, so he pretended he didn't see it.But Zhang Julai stared at those people a few times, and these people also knew the little bully, so they all stopped talking.