Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 435 Two birds with one stone

Gong Gong was obviously silent for a few seconds, it was mourning and pitying.

It is no longer hostile to that more trusted spirit body, because that is really a poor creature that was completely played and applauded by Fu Jiang.

Is there anything more pitiful than the soul of the essence of existence being taken over?
"A demon? Most of them do rely more on brute force than brains, so they will fall under your wits."

"No, just an ordinary person." Fu Jiang replied honestly.

"That's lucky, at least it got rid of the fate of dissipating directly."

Duke Lao's grimace shook up and down a few times.

It retains half of the goodwill that has risen due to previous misunderstandings.

At least Fu Jiang's grandfather would never keep a worthless ordinary soul, even if that soul was his "best first love".

Because I love you, let you integrate with me and create value for me.This is what Fu Jiang's grandfather would do.

After satisfying his curiosity and worries, Gong Gong handed over the magic of chatting and writing to Fu Jiang.

It was a full page, and Fu Jiang couldn't understand it at all. No matter how you look at it, it's not something he, a layman, can use.

But Fu Jiang accepted the paper with satisfaction.

Oh, my best friend Koizumi, you see, I've been thinking about you and found a wonderful magic spell for you.

Lao Ligong completed the role at this moment, Fu Jiang ignored it, said goodbye casually, and left in a hurry.

……

The sound of the wheels breaking the wooden branches and rolling the grass leaves broke the usual tranquility of Hongzi's house in the mountains.

The Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the villa. Well, this time the appearance of the house was changed back to the original version of the villa.

He still prefers castles, more like a hermit magician.

"Master Fu Jiang." Hearing the sound of the car, the old butler opened the door of the villa to greet him, and opened the car door for Fu Jiang.

"Is everything as usual?" Fu Jiang nodded his thanks.

"Yes, it's the same as when you left last time, but" the old housekeeper said hesitantly, "Master Hongzi is still a little annoyed."

annoyed?It's not necessary, isn't it just that he flew solo before the catastrophe came?
Fu Jiang slandered in his heart, but fortunately he was prepared.

"Yeah, I should. After all, I cough cough." Fu Jiang suddenly coughed and bit the blood bag in his mouth.

He immediately took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth, coughing for a while.

The old butler was shocked, he quickly supported Fu Jiang, and asked worriedly: "Master Fu Jiang, what happened?"

He didn't smell anything wrong with the smell of blood, because the blood was full of Fu Jiang's smell.

This is Fu Jiang, who is generous, kind and innocent like an angel, and stole it from the blood bag for Conan's blood transfusion.

But this is his own blood, how can it be said to be stolen?Conan didn't need so much blood, he just took back a small part of it for his own convenience.

"It's okay." Fu Jiang waved his hand, his pupils were a little dizzy, "That day, the devil on that boat attacked me by some means."

The old housekeeper hurriedly helped Fu Jiang into the villa, "Master Fu Jiang, please stay here for the next period of time. Through the enchantment of the villa, you will be well cultivated."

"No, there's no need." Fu Jiang waved his hand, "The devil's problem has been solved, I just suffered a little trauma to my soul, and my body died a little."

"This..." The old housekeeper didn't know what to say.

He had only heard of soul injury, but death of the body was even more unheard of.

What kind of terrifying magic did that devil use?

"Maybe Lord Hongzi can relieve your injury"

"Don't tell her." Fu Jiang coughed a few more times, "Don't make her worry."

He breathed a sigh of relief, "That devil has already failed, and he won't provoke me again for a short time. Moreover, I snatched some records about magic from it."

Fu Jiang walked up the stairs and refused the old housekeeper's support.

At the moment when he approached Hongzi's bedroom, Fu Jiang's stooped back gradually straightened, his dilated pupils began to solidify, and his weak demeanor became as cold and sharp as before.

The old butler's eyes were moist, "Master Hongzi, you really don't understand Master Fu Jiang at all."

Mingmei, who was mopping the floor in the living room, saw the old butler wiping his eyes, and was puzzled, "Mr. Butler, what happened?"

"Master Fu Jiang, he has paid too much for Master Hongzi, too much." The old butler sat on the sofa with his eyes closed.

……

Pushing open the bedroom door, the attitude of entering the door without knocking directly made Hongzi confirm that it was Fu Jiang who came.

She didn't turn her head back, and pretended to start writing her work, but a second ago, she was still in a daze.

"My best friend Xiaoquan." Fu Jiang put his hand directly on Hongzi's shoulder, "In order to get your forgiveness, I have prepared a very good gift."

"Stop!" Hongzi directly pushed Fu Jiang sideways with his forearm.

But different from the past, this time, she didn't feel resistance, but pushed Fu Jiang away really easily.

Instead of letting Fu Jiang stand farther away wisely.

She turned her head to look aside suspiciously.

Fu Jiang's body fell straight on the ground, his mouth was slightly opened, and his slightly wide eyes revealed a trace of indistinct daze.

It was as if he didn't even realize what happened.

"What's wrong?" Hongzi was turning towards Fu Jiang.

"You." Fu Jiang's expression returned to his usual coldness, "You actually pushed me?"

He sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, and stood up in no hurry.

Hongzi frowned slightly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

In the past, Fu Jiang would never sit on the ground. He is the kind of person who can sit on the bed and never sit on the ground.

"It's okay." Fu Jiang opened the corner of his mouth, "It's just that I didn't expect you to push me, and I was a little surprised."

Hongzi twirled the hair hanging by her arm, nodded, "Okay."

She didn't quite believe Fu Jiang's explanation, she didn't use too much strength, and considering the difference in strength between Fu Jiang and her after Fu Jiang awakened, she couldn't push Fu Jiang down anyway.

"If you are sick or injured, it's not like I won't help you if you apologize well." Hongzi glanced aside.

"Sick and injured? It's ridiculous." Fu Jiang leaned against the wall and stood up quickly.

It's like trying to prove that I'm really okay.

But if it's true, why the rush to prove it?
Hongzi slapped her hands and said with a slight sneer, "Hehuan, are you having a fight? It's only natural to ask for help when you encounter difficulties."

"I said, I'm fine." Fu Jiang frowned, and took out the glasses case and the roll of parchment directly from the inside pocket of his clothes.

After placing it heavily on Hongzi's desk, he walked quickly towards the door, "I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you any longer."

"Hello! You..." Hongzi stood up and raised his hand to greet Fu Jiang, but Fu Jiang hurried out of the door and quickly went down the stairs.

"What do you mean?" Hongzi glanced at the door, then at the glasses case and parchment on the table.

She frowned, took out the translation glasses from the glasses case and put them on the bridge of her nose, spread out the rolled parchment, and began to read.

When Fu Jiang passed by the living room, the old housekeeper quickly followed.

"No need to send it away." Fu Jiang waved his hand directly, quickly left the villa, and closed the door heavily.

Then he leaned against the door, raised his head, took a deep breath, and hurried towards his car.

At this moment, Hongzi's expression changed dramatically as she looked at the parchment.

This kind of magic is an ancient magic that has been lost for a long time, and even hell is no longer spread.

How did Hehuan get this magic?He contacted the devil?

Hongzi hurried downstairs, "Where is Hehuan?"

"Fu Jiang's words." Mingmei pointed to the door, and the old housekeeper standing by the window watching, "I just left."

"Master Fu Jiang!" The old butler suddenly called out eagerly, then hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

Hongzi's face turned pale, and he ran directly to the window, pressed his hands heavily on the window and pushed it open, leaning half of his body out.

I saw Fu Jiang coughing hard, blood dripping from the bright red handkerchief.

The sky was overcast with thunder, and Fu Jiang raised his head to look at the dark sky with difficulty.

When the first drop of rain splashed on Fu Jiang's side face, his pupils gradually dimmed and he fell to the ground.

It's completely in his plan, even Xiaolan who is currently second only to him is far from his opponent.

At Hongzi's level, as long as he is a little serious, he will be crushed.

Let Hongzi calm down by giving a lot of magic from Gong Gong?It doesn't need to be that troublesome.

Seeking help from Hongzi directly?No, Hongzi was still in a fit of anger, and he knew very well what the consequences would be if he asked for help at this time.

For this, he naturally has at least one plan.

Give Hongzi a reason first, a reason to slip away on his own in Adi's prank threats.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take care of Hongzi, but that he couldn't protect himself. The reason why he broke contact with Hongzi was because he didn't want to hurt her.

And after defeating the devil, he directly gave the loot to Hongzi, which was full of heart.

He didn't even want to explain the reason why he broke off contact with Hongzi, for fear that Hongzi would be worried.

How could Fu Jiang, who is so kind and thoughtful of her, refuse to help?
In this way, not only was Hongzi's forgiveness obtained, but also help was easily obtained.

Kill two birds with one stone.

(End of this chapter)