Kuang Jinhua glanced at ten lines and read them eagerly, thus knowing that Zhu Yu had done another great act of chivalry. In the Himalayas, he not only wiped out a group of soy sauce bullies, but also made the most vicious foreigners drink. A pot.

Kuang Jinhua couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she finally learned the news about her new son-in-law.

But when he next saw the article mentioning that Jiang Zhuhui and others had returned, but Zhu Yu was still there, Kuang Jinhua's heart that had just relaxed quickly became anxious again.

Look at this stupid guy. Everyone knows when enough is enough and to come back when it’s time to come back. But you don’t understand. Are you mentally retarded?...

In a private residence of Oshima Co., Ltd., Oshima Xiongji was staring at a map of China on the wall. A few days ago, he received information that a young man who looked exactly like Zhu Yu went to the Himalayas Special Administrative Region to look for him. The long-lost Qiankun Sutra is used to deal with the hidden weapons of Fuso ninjas.

This Qiankun Scripture is indeed the nemesis of the Sakura Needle, so Da Dao has been paying attention to Zhu Yu's treasure hunt.

What Xiong Er of Da Dao is staring at now is the Himalayan Special Administrative Region on the map of China. It is full of snowy mountains with extremely high altitudes and freezing weather. It is said that there are forces from various countries here. It is estimated that Zhu Yu will never come here to hunt for treasures. It would be easy, but the two big island bears heard that Zhu Yu had arrived here, and then the news was cut off.

"Ring, ring, ring." The phone on Oshima Kumaji's desk rang, interrupting his train of thought.

Oshima Xiongji frowned. He had been working hard all day long to monitor Zhu Yu's whereabouts. A call at this time really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But then he thought about whether there was any news about Zhu Yu again? So he picked up the phone.

"What's the matter?" Oshima Kumaji picked up the phone and asked impatiently.

"Mr. Oshima, I have found out that the guy named Zhu obtained an ancient book from Ahmed, the leader of a large tribe in the Himalayas Special Administrative Region. It is said that it is the legendary Qiankun Sutra, but I don't know the words in the ancient book. For some reason, it disappeared, and it is said that he got another piece of news. I don’t know how to restore the words in the ancient book by going to Qinghai Lake. Zhu Yu is now on his way back to school. He doesn’t know when he will go to Qinghai Lake. , I am closely monitoring the movements of this person named Zhu."

"Qiankun Sutra?" Oshima Xiongji frowned, "Aren't there some extremely ferocious Angles and Brahmins there? Isn't there a way to give the surname Zhu? They have guns!"

"Don't mention the Angles and Brahmins. Although they beat Ahmed's tribe to pieces, they killed the Zhu people with their backhand! As for their guns you mentioned, In the face of Zhu's powerful cultivation, he is almost like burning a fire stick! What should I do next? Mr. Oshima, please tell me whether you want to kill Zhu on his way back to school?"

Oshima Kumaji rubbed his head, and after a while he said: "Keep an eye on him first, don't act rashly, and obey my instructions in everything."

"Yes, Mr. Oshima." The subordinate replied in a very crisp voice.

Oshima Xiongji put down the phone, snorted coldly, and said to himself: "My surname is Zhu, if I let you survive for a few more days, sooner or later I will lose everything from you, including my capital and profits." Got it back."

…

"Yang Ming, do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

In the afternoon, when there was no class, Kuang Jinhua suddenly asked about Wang Yangming.

"What, Sister Jinhua, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yangming couldn't help but asked strangely.

"Oh, it's not that big of a deal, but didn't you show me the school newspaper? I want to visit the reporter named Jiang and ask why Zhu Yu hasn't come back yet?"

"Okay." Wang Yangming responded cheerfully.

It was the first time for Kuang Jinhua and Wang Yangming to come to the school newspaper, which can be called the temple of literature across the school.

Everywhere in this gray brick bungalow is filled with the fragrance of newspaper and ink, and there are busy literary philosophers everywhere.

The two of them opened their eyes wide and looked at each other curiously.

"This classmate, may I ask Jiang Zhuhui, where does Reporter Jiang work?" Wang Yangming pulled over a girl who was passing by and asked softly.

Wang Yangming's question is a good one. Don't look at the people coming and going in this school newspaper office. Everyone looks like an expert or scholar, and they are very gorgeous and awesome. In fact, they are just like the two of them. Half a pound is worth eight ounces. Many of them are Students from liberal arts classes come as guest part-timers.

"Hey, that's the one at the back." The girl gestured with her hand.

The two of them followed the direction indicated by the girl's hand and arrived at the innermost room.

The door was open, and the two of them looked up and saw a girl with her back to them, carefully playing with a pot of blue poppies on the desk while staring attentively.

"This blue poppy is growing so beautifully." Kuang Jinhua couldn't help but admired it.

"Of course, the blue poppies from the Himalayas are not that bad." The girl said without looking back.

"But don't you get bored looking at the flowers and plants?" Wang Yangming interjected.

The girl still shook her head without looking back, "No, I feel very comfortable watching it grow up every day."

At this point, the girl suddenly felt that the voice of the person she was talking to seemed a bit unfamiliar, so she turned around.

Only once did my whole body tremble, and I froze in surprise, "Hey, who are you two? Who are you looking for?"

Seeing this, Kuang Jinhua hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Oh, you are Jiang Zhuhui, Reporter Jiang, I am Zhu Yu."

She was stunned for a moment, she really couldn't understand Ning Qingxue's behavior. Even Ye Mo liked flowers and plants back then, but he wasn't as obsessed with them as Ning Qingxue. At most, he spent some time taking care of them every day, and seemed to be doing other things the rest of the time. matter.

Kuang Jinhua hurriedly answered: "Oh, you are Jiang Zhuhui, Reporter Jiang, right? I am Zhu Yu's wife Kuang Jinhua. I came to you to ask about Zhu Yu. Do you know why he hasn't come back yet?" ?"

Jiang Zhuhui was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Zhu Yu still had a wife. After coming back to her senses, she said: "Oh, I heard that he still has something to do. I guess he has finished it and is on his way back." "

While several people were chatting, a man rushed in excitedly with a bunch of flowers in his hand, followed by two men.

When the man saw Jiang Zhuhui, he came forward and said: "Hui'er, Amitabha, you are finally back. From the report you published, I learned that you were finally rescued by someone. It really worries me to death." Then he wanted to take the flower. He handed it to Jiang Zhuhui, but Jiang refused.

He Qianbai said: "Are you worried? If you were worried, you wouldn't have left me and run away."

Obviously, this man is the provincial newspaper editor boyfriend who went with Jiang Zhuhui but later abandoned her and ran away.

''Hui'er, you can't blame me for this, I had my own reasons at the time." Her boyfriend argued.

''Why are you having difficulties? You are not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I can tell you clearly here that from now on we will have no relationship. Bridges will lead back to bridges, roads will lead back to roads. You should not bother me so shamelessly in the future."

"Hui'er, please don't say it so perfectly. It was my fault last time. I sincerely apologize to you. How about we start over?" said her boyfriend reluctantly.

Jiang Zhuhui said: "You'd better give up on that."

Her boyfriend said again: "Hui'er, for the sake of our long relationship, can you give me another chance?"

Jiang Zhuhui said: "It's too late, it's useless what you say now."

''Are you serious?" Her boyfriend raised his voice.

''Of course I am serious! What do you think, do you want to be playful?" Jiang Zhuhui did not give in.??

'Okay, Damn Sanba, I'm so shameless, it seems I have to show you some color!"
Chapter completed!