Chapter 1791 Stormy Building (28)
Half a month later.
Chuzheng received a letter from Xinan, saying that someone really came to look for her. The person was dressed in strange clothes, and it seemed that he was not a good person. They did not believe that Chuzheng was dead and they must see her.
Chuzheng asked Xinan to find a way to keep them here.
Xinan received the reply and rubbed his chin to think about it.
"Master Xinan, when will your host come back?"
Xi Nan put the letter in his arms, turned around and looked at the person who asked the question: "The host said he would be back in two days."
"Yeah?"
Xi Nan assured her with a pat on her chest. The other party was a little suspicious, but they were on someone else's territory now. If they wanted to find their host downstairs, they had to endure it first.
"Are you guys still staying in the inn?" Xi Nan asked proactively.
The other person nodded.
"Let's do this. I'll arrange a place for you. The host will be back soon. This will be more convenient."
The other party looked at Xi Nan as if he wanted to see his purpose for doing this.
It's a pity that Xinan's face was sincere, as if he really wanted to make it convenient for the poster to see them, and there was nothing unusual about it.
The other party hesitated for a while: "Then I'll trouble Young Master Xinan."
"No trouble, no trouble, we are guests." Xi Nan smiled and called for someone to arrange a room for them.
After arranging these people, Xi Nan let out a silent sigh and waved to a member of the building: "Go and do something."
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At night.
The people who stayed in Fengman Building found that they were all tied to chairs and lined up, one after another.
Even the two who stayed outside as a precaution were captured.
"What are you doing?"
In the dim room, there was a chair opposite, and Xinan was sitting there with his legs crossed like a bandit.
"Are you all awake?" Xi Nan put down his legs: "The host asked me to keep you, so I can only aggrieve you first."
The person opposite was shocked and angry: "You..."
What about internal strength?
Why can't they use their inner strength! !
Not only was he unable to use his inner strength, his whole body was limp and he had no strength.
"What did you do to us?"
"Don't worry, it's just a little 'medicine' to prevent you from taking action." Xi Nan smiled and said: "After all, we people in Fengmanlou are not very good at fighting. If we take action, we will be at a disadvantage, so we have to outsmart him. "
Outwit?
Do you call this third-rate method outsmarting you?
"Everyone, please have a good rest."
Xi Nan stood up and left, the door was closed, and the room instantly became quiet.
"What should we do now?"
"Try to see if you can get it open first."
It was impossible to break them open. Tying them up was like tying rice dumplings. The rope almost turned them into mummies.
How does this horse move?
A group of people worked hard for most of the night, but the rope didn't work and they were almost dead from exhaustion.
For several days, this group of people never saw anyone else except those who came to bring them food.
After being tied up for so many days, they had to be fed some "medicine" every day to prevent them from running away. One can imagine how aggrieved they were.
"How long are you going to tie us up!"
"Wait until the poster comes back, don't you want to see the poster?" The people delivering water looked puzzled: "Don't you want to see the poster?"
Everyone: "..."
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It’s half a month again.
Chu Zheng took Man Yue back to Feng Man Lou, and Hui Chun was accompanying her.
"Owner."
"Hello, sir."
"Master, please come back."
Chuzheng carried Man Yue down. Man Yue had no intention of getting off the ground and directly hooked Chu Zheng's neck and rested her head on her shoulder.
Everyone: "..."
This picture is a bit strange.
Young Master, do you have any misunderstanding about your height? !
Chuzheng got used to it and sent him back to his room directly.
After Man Yue was placed, Chu Zheng went to meet the group of people.
After being imprisoned for more than half a month, this group of people was very depressed. Suddenly they saw a stranger coming in and they immediately cheered up.
The dog-legged man from Xinan brought a chair to Chuzheng. Chuzheng sat down with his clothes on and Erlang raised his legs.
Chuzheng asked hypocritically: "Why are you looking for me?"
The girl just sat there casually, but she felt like she was sitting on a throne, and her whole body was filled with a cold bastard air.
One of them asked hesitantly: "Are you the owner of Feng Lou?"
"You come to me and you don't even know what I look like?" This is so unprofessional! ! What to do if you find the wrong person! !
"..."
The information they received was different from what they saw now.
The man's eyes darkened and he said, "Why did Master Feng let people tie us up?"
Chuzheng: "You don't have any good intentions, why can't I tie you up?"
"..." The corner of the other party's mouth twitched: "How can Lord Feng Manlou judge that we have bad intentions? We are visiting our guests in a serious manner. Is this your way of hospitality at Fengmanlou?"
"Of course guests won't treat me like this, but what a pity are you guests?" A group of idiots who wanted to deceive me had the nerve to talk about their own guests.
"Lord Feng..."
"Don't talk nonsense. If you have anything to say, just say it. If you don't say anything, I will send you on your way."
"..."
"Three, two, one..."
Chuzheng waved his hand, and the people behind him quickly stepped forward, pinched one of them, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
After the pill went down, the man's face turned livid, bubbles kept coming out of his mouth, and his body twitched, but there was no movement for a moment.
Others glared at Chuzheng: "You..."
Chuzheng sat there with an expressionless expression, watching coldly as the people in the building continued to feed the next one.
Finally, the person at the beginning couldn't help it and shouted: "Don't Lord Feng want to know his true life experience?"
"Real life experience?" Come, come, the topic is finally here.
"Yes, Lord Feng, your mother is not an ordinary person. We came to you for this reason."
Chuzheng's fingertips were slightly cookie-cutter, she rested her chin and said casually: "You won't let me go back to inherit the family business, will you?"
"..."
In a sense, it really is.
The man immediately said: "We were ordered to find you in the hope that you can return to your true family. We are all your clansmen."
"Clansman?"
"Yes, if you don't believe it, we have a token that we can show you."
"I believe it." After all, I am a plot person, how could I not believe it.
Chuzheng's answer was beyond their expectations. Why did she believe it? !
His heart was full of doubts, but the man continued: "We came to you this time to take you back."
"That's no need, I'm not interested." Who wants to go back to die with you? Am I stupid? ! Chuzheng paused: "I have something else to ask you."
Everyone: "???"
"The Manchu clan in Lingzhou was the one you destroyed, right?"
The Manchu clan? That Manchu clan that caused a stir in the world some time ago?
"What does this matter have to do with us?"
"Yes, let me ask you, did you do it?"
"no."
Chuzheng winked at the crowd. The crowd who had just stopped feeding the medicine continued to pinch a person and stuff the pills into his mouth.
The people in the building were also quick, but within a moment, two more people were foaming at the mouth, unconscious, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
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