After doing all this, you are basically ready to enter the "Happy Island".

Zuo Yang looked at the time and it was almost time for supper. After the high-intensity battle just now, he felt a little tired, so he planned to go offline and rest for a while.

As a result, this idea had just come into being, and a pretty and familiar figure appeared in his sight at a very time.

It is an ink painting thrush that has not been seen for a long time.

This girl has rarely appeared since she joined Yihua Palace.

Even the "sect spy" just now did not participate, but Zuo Yang had seen his friend column before. This girl was not online just now, and she should have just been online.

"How is the situation with the 'sect spy'? I saw a post on the forum about events more than ten minutes ago, so I hurried home and went online."

Seeing Zuo Yang, Shuishu's footsteps were obviously faster, and he asked quickly before he even walked in front of him.

"Don't worry, we won a big victory."

Zuo Yang smiled, but his eyes were staring at the pretty face of the ink-shui thrush, as if he had seen something.

"Oh, that's good."

Shuimu Painting Brow finally breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing Zuo Yang looking at her so seriously, the girl who has always been carefree and dared to say anything immediately twitched her long hair in her ears, blinked her eyes, and asked with a teasing, "What? I haven't seen me these days, and now I can't control how much you have when I see me?"

"You have a bad face. You probably haven't had a good rest recently, right?"

Zuo Yang didn't take the initiative at all, just asked with a smile, saying that he could still do such things as controlling JiJi, and he has always been very good at controlling it.

"Well? Is my face really that bad?"

Shuishu Painting thrush unconsciously patted his face and said nervously.

"Well, there are blood in the eyes, dark circles are also coming out, and the face is a little pale, but don't be nervous, it's not enough to affect the beauty."

Zuo Yang nodded.

"That's good."

Shuishu Painting Eyebrow patted her chest, then her expression showed a little depressed look, and she said, "It's worthy of being a good person. Apart from these, do you see anything else? I'll give you the hexagram."

"And you can save it for me?"

Zuo Yang asked with a smile.

"What? You don't want to? You don't want to count the 20 taels of silver from Wancheng's enemy before, and you will give it to you all."

The ink painting thrush sags his mouth and says a little unhappy.

"I'm willing."

Zuo Yang didn't care about this little money. He was willing to look at people's appearances entirely because of his own mood and the opportunity between the two. As his friend, Ink Painting Thrush should have helped, which is also a matter of responsibility.

Looking at the face of the ink-wai thrush seriously, Zuo Yang finally stopped joking, cleared his throat and said seriously: "First of all, your father is in the officialdom, you are a second-generation official."

"Oh? You can see this?"

The ink painting thrush was stunned immediately.

Although I have seen Zuo Yang's ability to see the enemy of Wancheng before, it only looked at the enemy of Wancheng and did not involve the family situation of his parents at all.

Especially when you can see her father's profession at a glance, it's a bit exaggerated.

"However, your father's career has reached a bottleneck period and has not been promoted for many years. Recently, he has finally had a chance to go further before retirement, but his health suddenly has problems and the opportunity for promotion will be missed. It is precisely because of this that you have been in the hospital for a while recently."

Zuo Yang then said again.

This information was seen by him through the parents' palace of ink painting thrush (the corner of the sun and moon on the left side of the forehead, also called the forehead corner). Now a black aura emanates from her left forehead, which indicates that her father cannot resist the disease.

But this is not a normal cause and effect, because there is still a very strong evil aura faintly in the black aura, and the origin of everything is this evil aura.

The most important thing is that Zuo Yang had seen ink painting thrush before, but at that time she still didn't have such a face at all. That is to say, this evil aura suddenly appeared, and it was very likely caused by man...

"My God..."

At this point, Shui Mohuamei's eyes were already wide open, her mouth was slightly open, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva before finally saying in a disloyal tone, "You... can you even see these? If I hadn't known you at all before, and I had never been outside the game... For example, I've seen you somewhere near my house, I really doubt whether you have been secretly following me and installed a camera in my bathroom to pee!

“…”

After hearing the words of Ink Painting Eyebrow, especially the last sentence, Zuo Yang's mind was filled with an unhealthy picture based on Ink Painting Eyebrow as the prototype, and almost knelt down to Ink Painting Eyebrow and shouted "Old Driver 666", but he finally held back and said more seriously, "Listen carefully, your father's problem is very serious. I now suspect that your father was harmed. If it is not handled properly, it will not be just a problem of being unable to be promoted, but may be in danger of life."

"Ah? No, right? After the doctor's examination, he only said that it was slightly more serious cholecystitis. Although some of it may require surgical removal, it will not be life-threatening? Besides, who has such ability?"

The ink painting thrush was stunned and asked in surprise.

"A master of the subject or Feng Shui master like me."

Zuo Yang did not shy away and said bluntly, "Using some Feng Shui things can artificially create some evil spirits. Ordinary ones can affect a person's wealth, official fortune and fortune. If it is serious, it is not a problem to kill someone without realizing it. And there are already characteristics of evil spirits in your face, but now I can't prepare to judge what evil spirit it is."

"But……"

The ink painting thrush was stunned again, looking at Zuo Yang with a slight understanding, wanting to ask something, but he didn't know where to ask.

"But I can be sure of one thing. This evil is very powerful. If it cannot be lifted as soon as possible, your father will definitely not be able to withstand this danger. It is definitely not an exaggeration."

Zuo Yang said again.

"I……"

Hearing this, Shui Mo Huamei's face was already very ugly. The willow eyebrows were already frowning. She came over and hugged Zuo Yang's arm nervously, and said in a nearly begging tone, "You must save my dad. As long as you can save him, I will promise you whatever you want..."

She trusted Zuo Yang very much in her heart and believed it without doubt.

What happened to Wancheng Enemy before was enough to conquer her, especially later, I heard about the incident between Beixuan Immortal Lord and Old Ren Shang from Wancheng Enemy. I knew that Beixuan Immortal Lord was really "poisoned" after having sex with Old Ren Shang. In her eyes, Zuo Yang was already a prophet.

Therefore, what Zuo Yang said now cannot shake her trust in Zuo Yang even after receiving the baptism of materialist education for so many years.

Since Zuo Yang said that her father had something to do, there would be something to do.

"Since I'm willing to say it, I will definitely help you. Send me the address and your contact information. I'll have to go to the scene to check it out before I can decide."

Zuo Yang nodded.

"Oh, OK!"

Ink Painting Eyebrow naturally did not dare to neglect it. After quickly sending the most detailed address to Zuo Yang, he couldn't help asking, "When will you come?"

Zuo Yang took a look at the address and was located in a prefecture-level city not far from the Emperor. If you were beaten away, you would only take half an hour to fly. After thinking for a moment, you replied: "No further ado, just tonight, I'll contact you."

After saying that.

Zuo Yang then went offline.

...

After going offline, he took a few bites of food. Zuo Yang first booked a 20:00 flight ticket, then settled down Xia Tian, ​​Chen Yi and others, and then hurried out.

As for the "Happy Island" scene to be started at 8 am the next morning, Zuo Yang naturally wanted to enter and experience it as soon as possible.

However, compared with ink and wash thrush, Zuo Yang still thinks ink and wash thrush is more important, because in his heart, no matter what ink and wash thrush thinks about him, he and she are already friends, and some things must be done.

Besides, it’s not that short of time. It’s his thing that must be impossible to escape. It’s useless to force it if it’s not his thing. It’s all fate.

On the way, he naturally had contacted the ink painting thrush.

Therefore, at 20:45, when he walked out of the safe exit of the airport, the ink thrush was already waiting at the pick-up entrance.

The girl was wearing a tight white T-shirt, a wide boyfriend-style shirt on the outside, a hip-length denim hot pants on her lower body, and a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet, which fully set off her not-so-sized but extremely symmetrical breasts and slender white legs. Zuo Yang almost saw her at the first glance when she came out.

I have to admit that such ink thrush looks more interesting than in the game.

The men's eyes at the pick-up entrance were no exception. They glanced around her very enthusiastically. If the airport security was not good, it might have caused chaos.

"here!!!"

When he saw Zuo Yang for the first time, Shuimuhua's thrush raised his arm and jumped and shouted loudly, regardless of his image.

"See it."

Zuo Yang smiled at her, but he felt the envious and jealous eyes of the men around him, and the sound of something shattering faintly. It is certain that if the eyes could kill people, he felt that he might have been penetrated by thousands of arrows.

"I drove here, and the car was in the underground garage, come with me."

The ink painting thrush was not seen, and without saying a word, he took Zuo Yang's arm intimately, as if a couple walked up to the elevator leading to the lower part.

“…”

Feeling the elastic and roundness that was conveyed from time to time on his arms, Zuo Yang was unconsciously distracted and his body was a little stiff.

While walking, Shuishu Painting Mei was not idle either and introduced himself: "Let me get to know each other formally. My real name is Yang Mei, where are you?"

"My name is Zuo Yang."

Zuo Yang said with a smile, subconsciously twitching his arm.

result……

But immediately she was hugged by Shui Mohua's eyebrows tighter. The girl frowned and glared at her without refutation and snorted: "Why are you hiding? Are you a man? Let me tell you, this is what I see you are so enthusiastic and give you special benefits. Just enjoy it."

“…”

Zuo Yang was speechless and had to swallow helplessly.

"Of course, the benefits are not for free. I have to tell you in advance some situations."

Seeing that Zuo Yang no longer resisted, Shui Mohuamei said a little embarrassedly again, "Actually... before coming to the airport, I told my parents about you, and other relatives in my family were also present. They are not too cold about your profession. Okay, I'd better tell me directly. Actually, they don't believe me at all. I think I'm just messing around, so... If someone says something ugly when they meet, please don't bother with them for my sake. I know this is a bit aggrieved you, but..."
To be continued...