Chapter 101: Talk in the room

　　 After a large number of people left, Ji Wo Village suddenly seemed a little empty. Nie Bufan was rare to feel lost and depressed for several days. He only ate less than three bowls of meat for each meal, and he grew several catties of meat.
　　 It wasn't until the earth was covered in silver clothes that his mood gradually improved and he went to harm his chicken every day.
　　 Soon he discovered a serious problem. There were fewer fighting chickens in Jico Village! This is a situation that has never happened before. In view of the strange curse of the chicken coop village, the unlucky animals passing by will turn into chickens, so the number of chickens will only increase.
　　 The growth rate of ordinary broilers is normal, but there are not enough fighting chickens. It is not surprising that one or two are missing, but dozens of them at a time are a bit weird.
　　 "Zhang San, do you know where my chicken is?" Nie Bufan rushed to find Zhang Junshi.
　　 "Ah, where will they go?" Zhang Jun was really at a loss.
　　 "Don't you know?" Nie Bufan said in distress, "I found that many chickens are missing, do you think they will be trafficked?"
　　 "No." Zhang Junshi comforted, "They are all smart, how could they be trafficked?" Who has the ability to traffic them?
　　 "Really?" Nie Bufan touched his head and walked back to his room. At a glance, he saw the hero snoozing by the fire.
　　 Nie Bufan walked over lightly and squeezed the hero's comb and shook it vigorously.
　　 "Ah! Conspiracy, conspiracy, murder." The hero trembled sternly.
　　 "Hero, I want to ask you something." Nie Bufan let go and moved to his side.
　　The hero glanced at him and turned around, not to kill him.
　　 Nie Bufan straightened it, and continued: "I ask you, where are they gold? Where did they go?"
　　 "I don't know." The hero turned around again.
　　 Nie Bufan broke it again and fixed it with his hands, "Lying is not a good boy."
　　 "Cut." The hero tweeted disdainfully.
　　 "You are really getting more and more arrogant." Nie Bufan pinched its mouth and said fiercely, "Be careful I stew you."
　　 The hero stretched out his paw and broke his finger, and said angrily: "Hmph, you have no credit, so the hero ignores you."
　　 "Oh? Tell me, why am I not credited?"
　　 "You promised me that you would find me a dozen beauties." The hero said sharply, "Now, where are the beauties?"
　　 Nie Bufan was puzzled: "When did I agree?"
　　 "You are tied up, I will save you, good."
　　 Nie Bufan is even more confused. When was he tied up?
　　 "Huh, shameful to be shameless!" The hero broke away from his hand, flapped his wings, and left the room while jumping.
　　 Nie Bufan fell into deep thought, did he ignore something important? In my heart, it was like a window with several holes broken, leaking air everywhere.
　　Wang Wu and Zhang San also always looked at him from the left, and they were thrown into the bed after asking too many questions.
　　 Touching his chin, Nie Bufan has a strange expression on his face.
　　 It was night, Zhang Junshi's room heard a yuu's shen groan, and the two rolled around on the bed.
　　 When he was about to go high, Nie Bufan turned over, sat on Zhang Junshi, and asked softly, "Zhang San, is it comfortable?"
　　 "Um... extraordinary, hurry up." Zhang Junshi's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes fired.
　　 "Don't worry." Nie Bufan lifted his waist slightly, moved out a little, and said, "Zhang San, Wang Wu said something to me the night before."
　　 "Oh? What did you say?" Zhang Junshi reached out and held Nie Bufan's waist, trying to force him down.
　　 Nie Bufan put his legs on both sides, hung in the air, half-heavy, just unable to get down.
　　 "Uncommon." Zhang Jun looked at him with full eyes.
　　 "Wait, let me talk about Wang Wu first."
　　 Zhang Jun sighed: "Do you have to mention another man on my bed?"
　　 "More than Wang Wu, I want to mention a few more men." Nie Bufan put his hands on both sides of Zhang Junshi's body, bent down to look at him, his long hair fell on his chest, his eyebrows were affectionate, and he looked enchanting.
　　 Zhang Jun had a real meal and hesitated: "What are you talking about? How many men?"
　　 "Yes, you, Wang Wu, Li Si, Brother Wet, Bad Bad, Lord..."
　　 "Wait, did you remember?" Zhang Junshi blurted out.
　　 Bufan Nie narrowed his eyes and said inexplicably, "Oh, what Wang Wu said is true, they are all my men?"
　　 "Wang Wu told you?" Zhang Junshi frowned, as he was about to think carefully, Nie Bufan slammed down and wrapped his yuwang tightly.
　　 "Hmm..." Zhang Junshi snorted comfortably, his thoughts interrupted.
　　 "He said a lot." Nie Bufan panted while shaking his waist, "I just don't know if I missed it."
　　 "What do you think is missing?" Zhang Junshi's eyes half closed, matching his movements.
　　 "I have forgotten a lot of things." Nie Bufan stopped suddenly and whispered, "but the body has memory."
　　 "Does the body have memory?" Zhang Jun stared at him firmly, "What kind of memory is it?"
　　 suddenly turned over, pressed people under him, and advanced.
"Well……"
　　 "This kind of memory?" He lifted his leg and continued to shock.
　　 "...Ah...Go too deep...Slow down..." Nie Bufan felt that Zhang Junshi's offense seemed a bit angry.
　　 "Not enough, not enough!" Different from the usual Wen Wen, Zhang Junshi became a little wild at this time.
　　 "Hmm..." Is this taking drugs? He just mentioned a few names casually, and he hasn't said the point yet! But one thing is certain, the few people who left before really have a lot to do with him, and he has indeed lost a lot of memories.
　　 Tangled, how did he lose his memory? How did you provoke that bunch of men? Is his charm really reaching the point of extraordinary?
　　 Perceiving Nie Bufan's distraction, Zhang Junshi lowered his head and sent a hot wen.
　　 There was only the sound of ambiguous cross-he in the room. With the beast-like cu panting, both of them reached high chao.
　　 After the fierce battle, Zhang Jun looked at Nie Bufan, who was sleeping in his arms, with a pensive look on his face.
　　 This guy was obviously arranging his words before, and it was really cunning that he chose to find his flaws when he was in Huanai.
　　 Zhang Jun really smiled, although he was a little jealous, he had already accepted his fate. Whether this guy is before or after amnesia, he is not a master of peace and security, and maybe he will attract bees and butterflies one after another in the future. What he can do is to control the number of bees and butterflies as much as possible...Hey, is there anything more sad in life than this?
　　 Zhang Jun was really indignant, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched his face, cursing in a low voice: "Nie Bufan, if you dare to beat me, I will chop you into meat and feed the chicken!"
　　 "Huh, is it time to feed the chicken..." Nie Bufan murmured unconsciously, "Zhang San, go and feed the chicken..."
　　 Zhang San rolled his eyes.
　　 The next day, Bufan Nie ran around the village vigorously, dragging the landslide and starting to record the number of fighting chickens, and then sorted them into a roster.
　　 There are at least 20 missing chickens, including several heavyweight chickens, such as gold, which have considerable fighting power.
In this way, Nie Bufan was relieved. If the missing is a herbivorous species such as rabbits and deer, he might worry about it. Since they are all carnivores, there is nothing to worry about, but they will encounter these scourges. People need more blessings.
　　 On the third night, Bufan Nie spent the night in Wang Shi's Zen room. He and Zhang Junshi seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding, once every other day, once every day, regardless of day and night...Fortunately, Nie Bufan's recovery ability is strong and he is not afraid to poke chrysanthemums, let alone Zhang Sanwangwu regularly help him maintain it.
　　 "Nothing to ask me?" Wang Shichan asked lowly in his ear.
"what?"
　　 "You asked Zhang Junshi the night before." Slowly he flicked his earlobes, and a fiery breath lingered in his ears.
　　 Nie Bufan tilted his head, and said innocently: "Why did I ask him? It's just some love-making words."
　　 The corners of Wang Shichan's mouth twitched a few times. Love words? Is there such a classification in this guy's language? Also add to the fun, don't always spoil the mood.
　　 "You told Zhang San that I told you a lot." Wang Shichan remained unmoved, and went straight to the subject.
　　 "Oh." Nie Bufan suddenly sighed melancholy, and said, "You don't know, I just mentioned your name, and he is animalized."
"Oh?"
　　 "He told me not to mention another man's name on his bed." Nie Bufan said helplessly, "As a result, not only did I mention it, but also many more."
　　 "What did you mention?" Wang Shichan asked in an easygoing tone.
　　 "I mentioned everything I knew." Nie Bufan smiled.
　　 "Little slippery head." Wang Shichan took a bite on his chest, entered, and moved.
　　 "Ah...uh..."
　　 "Next time you want to know something, just ask me directly."
　　 "You can say whatever I want to know?"
　　 "Say whatever you can."
"……Humph."
　　 "Open the door quickly, and do a routine check!" Early in the morning, the genius doctor came to beat the door.
　　 Wang Shichan opened the door and let him in.
　　 Nie Bufan was still lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt. "Genius doctor, have you got any results after checking for so long?"
　　 "Hey, of course there is." The genius doctor touched his beard, pretending to smile deeply, "I found an amazing secret."
　　 "What's the secret?"
　　 The genius doctor tilted his chin up, with a triumphant look of "please me".
　　 Nie Bufan despised him, and said disdainfully: "What can you find? Or do you want to publish your craniotomy theory again?"
　　 "Hey, don't underestimate me." The genius doctor said dissatisfied, "I have successfully opened the head of a boar and an elk."
　　 Nie Bufan stared at him silently.
　　 "Okay, if you don't open it, you can't open it." The genius doctor was so shaggy that he waved his hand, "Your pulse condition is gradually stabilizing, especially after you sleep with your men."
　　 After a pause, he said again: "But there is one thing worth noting that Prince Wang and Young Master Zhang are not enough to make you completely ask for your premature death. I suggest you find more men to collect Yang Qi."
　　 Collect Yang Qi? When he is a monster? Nie Bufan continued to stare at him.
　　 Wang Shichan was silent, secretly meditating on the mantra of death.
　　 "However, the discovery I'm talking about doesn't refer to this." The genius doctor suddenly showed a strange expression and asked madly, "Do you want to know?"
　　 "Nonsense, talk!"
　　The genius doctor glanced at Wang Shichan, then leaned into Nie Bufan's ear and muttered a few words.
　　 "What?" Nie Bufan glared at him with an incredible face.
　　The genius doctor nodded and said deeply, "Trust me, you can't go wrong."
　　 Nie Bufan also glanced at Wang Shichan and coughed: "Okay, I know, I will pay attention."
　　 After the genius doctor left, he asked carefully: "Wang Wu, did you hear what the genius doctor said to me quietly?"
　　 "No." Wang Shichan answered indifferently, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
　　 "That's good." Nie Bufan laughed a few times and thought to himself, it seems that he should pay attention to restraint in the future.