Loving the Most Handsome Man in the Capital

After running for a while, Mu Yun finally dumped those people. He stood on the alley with his hands on his knees and panted from time to time, looking at the entrance of the alley, for fear that those people would catch up again.

This place is full of strangeness, and it is not the place where he used to be. If it is really a rebirth, really amnesia, it is impossible to have no sense of familiarity.

Mu Yun felt strange, touched his body, and then thought about nothing in the hotel except for the clothes he was wearing.

Obviously very unreasonable.

He called the front desk, and the front desk said that he had come to open the room by himself. Since it must have an ID card and money to open the room, he now has nothing on him, which is contradictory.

Thinking of this, Mu Yun wanted to go back to the hotel to find the front desk and ask about the situation.

It took a long time to find a place. He entered the hotel and went directly to the front desk and asked, "I live in 503. How did I open the room yesterday? How many days did it open?"

"Sir, please show me your room card." The waiter politely said.

Mu Yun handed over the room card, and the waiter took the room card with both hands to help Mu Yun check and said, "Mr. opened the room for a week."

"Do you need an ID card to open a house?" Mu Yun asked.

The waiter nodded, "Yes."

"What's the name registered on it?" Mu Yun asked.

The waiter smiled, "Sir, this is your room, of course, to register your name."

"I know, will I ask if my name is above?" Mu Yun asked again.

"If you are a tenant, you naturally know who it is. Is this card picked up by Mr. Mr.?" the waiter asked with a puzzled expression.

Mu Yun: "..." actually can't make sense.

After thinking for a while, his eyes quickly flashed a bit of cunning, and his mouth asked, "Is it Mu Yun?"

The waiter glanced at the screen. The words Muyun were written on it. She nodded and said, "Yes, it's Muyun."

"Understood." Mu Yun took it back from the waiter and let go and left.

The waiter looked at Mu Yun's back in disbelief. After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and called out. After a while, the waiter was connected. I asked who had the ID card to open the room. I didn’t tell him, but he said his name himself."

"Then how did you answer?" the person over there asked.

"I said his name." The waiter thought it should be fine.

The man suddenly scolded: "Why did he succeed in being a fool."

The waiter was dumbfounded, "I didn't get caught up in him?"

"You admit that it is his name, and he's already put it on." The man hung up the phone when he finished.

The waiter was still very ignorant, so he didn't understand where he was.

Here, Mu Yun smiled as soon as he returned to the room.

This is not the life he once experienced, this is the life he is now.

Hehe, he's back.

When the waiter affirmed that the room was opened with Mu Yun's ID card, he knew that he was back. Know that the names of the three generations he experienced were different, and they were not called Mu Yun.

Although it may also happen that the name of this life is Mu Yun, but intuitively told him that he really came back.

He did not worry about Luo Feng at all, because he knew he was back, and they must have come back to Luo Feng, maybe even in the same hotel.

but

Mu Yun was once again running this way, and he still couldn't succeed.

Strange, since he came back, why did his cultivation practice and his skills have been suppressed? I can't even feel the true energy. Who is the one who made the ghost? Is that the dead old man?

What about a good pass? Nothing?

Very good, old man, I remember you, don’t let me catch you, otherwise I will not let you go. Mu Yun scolded the old man halfway to death in my heart, then I thought about how to find Luo Feng.

This inevitably reminded him of the person who used his ID card to open a room for him, but confiscated his ID card. He did not know who the person was, and his likes and dislikes were unclear.

Feeling a little tired, Mu Yun went to bed.

When Luo Feng woke up, he was also in a hotel. He sat up from the bed and looked quietly at a place in a daze.

Luo Qian woke up on the sofa beside him. The first sentence was: "Which life is this? Why there is no memory of this life?"

"We are back, not in a lifetime that we have experienced."

Suddenly hearing Luo Feng's voice, Luo Qian woke up immediately, and then saw Luo Feng sitting on the bed not far away, "Three young people, you also just said, we are back?"

Luo Feng nodded, "Well, come back, let's go, we will find Mu Yun."

"Do you know where Master is?" Luo Qian asked quickly.

"It's the same hotel." Luo Feng walked out, and after a while, he stopped at the door of one of the rooms and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

Waiting for nearly ten minutes before the door was opened, Mu Yun was holding a towel, wiping her hair and looking at the door, and then was shocked by the two people who appeared outside the door. "How do you know I am here?"

Mu Yun hurriedly opened the door to let them in, but Luo Feng was seeing Mu Yun just wrapped a bath towel around his waist, directly blocking Luo Qian who was about to enter, and stopped the person outside the door, and went in by himself. .

Luo Qian stared at the closed door: "..."

In the room, Mu Yun also wanted to reach out and open the door, but Luo Feng stopped him. He held Mu Yun's head down and kissed Mu Yun's mouth, saying, "Why do people come in without clothes?"

"Clothes?" Mu Yun looked at himself and realized what Luo Feng meant. He said: "I don't have any clothes, and I don't know which **** left me after this and left, even my ID card. Confiscated, it's really annoying. What's even more annoying is that it's clearly back. Why don't I fix it?"

Luo Feng looked at Mu Yun in surprise and asked, "How do you know you are back? Not in another life?"

"I set it at the front desk. The front desk said that this room was registered with my name, and I knew I was back." Mu Yun raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you worry that you have the same name in your lifetime?" Luo Feng smiled at the smart Mu Yun.

"Intuition tells me that I must be back." Mu Yun was too lazy to continue to say this, anyway, he came back.

"Yes, we are indeed back." Luo Feng said

Mu Yun nodded, he yawned a lot, and then looked at Luo Feng and asked, "Do you have any coins on me? I haven't eaten anything yet, and the king **** didn't even leave me a piece of coins. , Sincerely starving to death, let me go."

Luo Feng was hungry as soon as he heard that Mu Yun hurriedly took the clothes set aside and put them on Mu Yun, and went out together.

Luo Feng was still waiting at the door, seeing the two came out, and hurriedly followed, "Master, three young people, where are we going now?"

"Go to dinner, I am hungry." Mu Yun said.

"I happen to be hungry too." Luo Qian touched his belly and said.

After the three came to a pretty clean restaurant on the street and sat down, they each ordered a portion of their food.

Mu Yun ordered a dumpling, Luo Feng had a bowl of noodles, and Luo Qian also had a bowl of noodles.

Mu Yun looked around and was about to ask Luo Feng where it was. He was suddenly attracted by the figure who had just walked out of the door, and immediately rushed out of the restaurant to chase that figure, but only for a moment. It's gone.

Luo Feng and Luo Qian both chased them out, Luo Feng held Mu Yun and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I just saw my dad." Mu Yun said.

Then he seemed to think of something. He looked up at Luo Feng suddenly and said, "Could this be the realm of truth?"

"Yes, this is the realm of self-cultivation, the world of real Taoists." Luo Feng nodded.

"Why did you come here all at once? That person I just saw is probably my dad?" Mu Yun asked.

Luo Feng shook his head, "Eat first, and then discuss this matter later."

Mu Yun thought about it and nodded.

The three returned to the restaurant and sat in the position they had just waited for to order.

Half an hour later, the three people came out of the restaurant.

Solving the stomach problem, Mu Yun began to think about his parents.

Although it was just a glance, I was not sure if it was his dad, but if so, it seems that his dad’s condition is not particularly bad, at least free, not imprisoned.

"What about mom? Brother? Are they all together?"

"Don't worry, there will always be a way to find them." Luo Feng knew Mu Yun was worried, he stood beside Mu Yun and comforted him.

"Well, I know, what I am concerned about is when can my cultivation be restored? It is too dangerous if there is no cultivation in this place." Mu Yun said.

"Go back to the hotel first, let me take a look at you." Luo Feng said.

Mu Yun nodded, and the three returned to the hotel together.

In the evening, Luo Feng and Mu Yun had a room together, and Luo Qian returned to the room where he had woken up with Luo Feng.

After Luo Feng and Mu Yun entered the room, he gave Mu Yun a look. Mu Yun asked, "Are you good at?"

"Well, here." Luo Feng tried to sense if there was any suppression in Mu Yun's body. After a moment, he looked at Mu Yun and said, "There is no suppression on you."

"No? My cultivation is gone?" Mu Yun's face suddenly dignified.

"If that's the case, it's really troublesome."

Xiuwei is gone, he has to start from scratch, he does not mind recultivating, but he came here to save his parents, if he did not do it, how would he save his parents? When he repaired to the previous level, his parents did not know what would happen and what trouble they would encounter.

No, this will definitely not work.

"There is no repression on you, and I can't sense the true energy in your body, Yun Yun, tell me, who the **** is he like?" Luo Feng asked.

Mu Yun's lips looked somewhere and said, "I don't know who he is. I have only seen him twice. He has white hair and a long white beard in his chin. He looks very kind, oh, There seems to be a black mole on the left of his forehead."

"Black mole?" Luo Feng heard it, and his eyes quickly crossed a doubt.

Why did you seem to have seen it?

Luo Feng distracted briefly, but missed the moment of stunned Mu Yun's face.

The owner Cao Zhuang of Tianmu Villa seems to have such a mole on his forehead... but Grandpa Cao's mole is not black, but flesh-colored, but the position of the mole of the two is the same.

Grandpa Cao...?