Bang!

The door of the room was closed heavily again, and then the sound of a safety chain being hung in the room came.

Lu Yu looked at the door with a confused look on his face, feeling so depressed!

By the way, this girl is too disrespectful, right? After all, we are also boyfriend and girlfriend, aren’t we?

You just have the heart to lock your boyfriend outside and stay on the street? The key is that I didn't say "rubbing" like that? Well, even if I had thought about it, it was just that the idea had not become a fact yet!

However, after getting along these days, he also knows Song Ziyu's temper.

If he knocks on the door again, it will probably be more than just being locked outside.

You know, in terms of combat power, he is no match for Song Ziyu, a master of Kung Fu who cultivates internal strength!

In desperation, Lu Yu had to limp towards his room.

But when he walked outside his room, he suddenly discovered a more serious problem... He didn't bring his room card when he came out!

Fortunately, there was still someone in the room, so Lu Yu had to smash the door with a frustrated look on his face and asked Monk Kong to open the door.

But what he didn't expect was that the door of the room was about to be smashed, but the monk Kong in the room was still snoring like thunder and didn't hear it at all!

After knocking for a long time, Lu Yu finally gave up. At this rhythm, I'm afraid that Monk Kong would not wake up, the security guard of the hotel would come first!

"I must have had a fake girlfriend and another fake apprentice!"

The guy shook his head helplessly and muttered, and simply walked out of the hotel with his legs limp. He couldn't sleep, so we can't go out and take a look at the night of the Qinhuai River?!

...

The night is as cool as water.

At this time, the tourists by the Qinhuai River had already gradually dispersed.

Occasionally, three or two couples pass by, and they are all in love and we are all hiking into the dark corner.

Lu Yu put out a cigarette butt and smiled bitterly. The cool breeze by the river had already blown away all his "bold ideas" and his heart returned to peace.

Song Ziyu, this woman who suddenly appeared in her life.

It came abruptly, and it seemed that everything was traceable, but after calming down, Lu Yu found it difficult to understand.

She appeared with her on her own initiative and had not been with her for too long. Although she had not been in this world for a long time, compared to the time when He Ning, Zheng Keke, Yi Lan and others knew her, it still seemed very short.

But Lu Yu always felt familiar with Song Ziyu, as if she had already known this beauty who suddenly appeared.

Moreover, this familiarity is not just a chance encounter or a few encounters, but also a trust that can pass on one's back to the other party with confidence when a strong enemy is surrounded by a strong enemy.

Suddenly, Lu Yu thought of Monk Kong again.

Isn’t this bald master who is in his seventies but looks like he is in his forties, and is obviously not a monk’s bald master who recites Buddhist scriptures all day long. Isn’t it even more strange and nonsensical?

Thinking of Monk Kong's determination that he was his master and the reincarnation of the nameless old monk, a helpless smile appeared on Lu Yu's face.

Is there really a past life?

Could it be that Song Ziyu and I are the legendary fate in the past life?

Lu Yu shook his head, it was too messy! At least I can't figure it out yet!

But the biggest advantage of him is that he is lazy and will stop thinking about it if he can't figure it out. If it is really the kind of fate arranged by God, then everything will be untied sooner or later.

The winter nights in Nanjing are very cold.

But it did not prevent Lu Yu, a person who was gradually accustomed to sleeping in the open.

He found a waste paper box as an ashtray, lay on the bench and smoked a cigarette and fell asleep.

...

The next morning.

Lu Yu, who was still sleeping soundly in a daze, suddenly heard a noise.

He thought he was the one who got up early and practiced in the morning, but after a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and picked up the newspaper covering his head.

Because he suddenly felt that the noise seemed a little familiar!

"I'm telling you, what's wrong with you? How can you not pay for food?!"

"What money is given?! My master said that now I am GC-minded and you don't have to pay for restaurants. Do you still dare to collect money? Believe it or not, I will throw your stall into the river!"

"Brother! If you want to have a bastard meal, go to the big restaurant to have something good! Is it interesting to bully me, a person who sells breakfast?"

"You dare to say that I bully you? Tell you, if this was done before, you would be speculative, would you know? It's so much to drink some soup for you. I'm not a profession-class?!"

"Drink some soup from me? You obviously drank a whole pot of old duck soup! You also ate more than a dozen cakes... Forget it! I'm unlucky when I meet you like this, I'm doing it for nothing this morning! I don't want the money anymore, you go!"

"Hmph! You shouldn't have asked for money at first! Then what, put the remaining cakes for me! My master and my master's wife are still eating them!"

"Puff! Brother! You have to pack your meal with a bully? You're looking at me honestly, I'll make sure I'm going to eat, right?! I didn't want to bother you, don't force me! Come and see you! I'll meet a rogue and scoundrel! I don't pay for food, and I want to hit people! Who can help me call the police?"

...

The chaotic sound suddenly sounded, and the people who got up early and practiced in the morning surrounded one after another, talking and talking.

Lu Yu also turned over and sat up at this time, because the more he heard it, the more familiar he felt it sounded. Isn’t the person who ate the Bawang meal the voice of Monk Kong?!

The incident happened on the other side of the river, and at this time there were more than a dozen people watching the fun.

A strong bald man stood among the crowd like a crane standing out from a flock of chickens, but who else could he be if he wasn't Monk Kong?

At this moment, Monk Kong slapped his chest in the face of everyone's accusations: "It seems that you are all from the same group to cheat me, right? I have lived for the first time in more than 70 years. Don't bully me as an outsider! If you really fight, you will not be my opponent even if you go together!"

Hearing this, someone around him laughed and said, "For more than seventy years old? Could this person be a lunatic? By the way, if you are seventy years old, we would have to be over 100 years old?! Young people are tall and tall and do something bad. If they are wrong, they are wrong. Don't talk nonsense!"

"I think this person is a bit abnormal, he is full of nonsense and says that he is in his seventies... Boss, please admit that he is unlucky! This person is just a lunatic."

The stall owner also said bitterly: "Who said it was not! I had already admitted that I was unlucky just now, but not only did he not pay for food, but also had to pack it! You all should have known that I am the best-hearted person. Even if I see beggars, I will give you some food and money... When I opened the stall just now, I threw two dollars to the homeless man across the river!"

As he said that, the stall owner raised his hand and pointed to the bench on the other side, and many people also looked over.
Chapter completed!