My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Soon, Gu Fenghua knew who the other person was.

Zhuo Qingge.

Oh, this feeling of not having any surprises at all is boring.

It was this man, as expected.

Originally, this formation was prepared by Zhuo Qingge, so Zhuo Qingge would not fall into psychedelics. What can I do to Gu Fenghua in a grand manner. But Gu Fenghua changed the formation, and the formation was of course invalid for Gu Fenghua. Gu Qingge and Zhong Wanying who were in the formation...

Gu Fenghua's eyes became colder and colder, what if he didn't know how to form?

These two people are so filthy, they came up with such a solution. Is raw rice cooked rice?

Gu Fenghua's last trace of pity disappeared in Zhong Wanying's calculations. She looked coldly at Zhong Wanying, who had misty eyes, and Zhuo Qingge, who was also misty-eyed. After they met in the yard, their eyes became happy and hot.

The dry wood was raging, and his eyes were getting hotter. Gu Fenghua wanted to turn his head when he saw the two of them undressed, but he stopped and grabbed the little white flower by his ear: "Go."

"Ah? Master, it's not good, I don't have much interest in watching human mating." The cheap said awkwardly.

"Who told you to see those? Go and get the picture that Zhuo Qingge was hiding." Gu Fenghua saw at a glance that Zhuo Qingge, who had taken off his shirt, was hiding something. Zhuo Qingge doesn't have tools like storage, so what he can carry on his body must not be easy.

Bianjian said, and hurriedly stretched out the vines and hooked back the things that Zhuo Qingge was hiding.

Gu Fenghua took it over, just glanced at it, and his face became solemn.

Then Gu Fenghua changed the formation method a little, and saw Zhuo Qingge stand up with his eyes still confused.

"Where did this painting come from?" Gu Fenghua asked softly.

"From, from the temple...forbidden land...rubbing." Zhuo Qingge seemed to resist the hallucinations that bewildered his mind, struggling to say these few words intermittently.

Gu Fenghua narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

"Let's go." Gu Fenghua didn't stay here any longer, but took the cheap out of the courtyard and released the formation before leaving. This is not to let Zhuo Qingge and the others go, but to not want to leave any clues to others. As for when Zhong Wanying and Zhuo Qingge would be found by the servants of the Zhong Mansion, and what they were doing when they found out, it was beyond Gu Fenghua's consideration.

It can be seen that Zhong Wanying is very cautious for this plan. Gu Fenghua went out of the Zhong Mansion all the way without seeing a single servant, so he left the Zhong Mansion unimpeded and went back to the academy.

After returning to the dormitory, Gu Fenghua took out the picture he got from Zhuo Qingge. This picture, it can be seen, is a rubbing. It seems to be a mural somewhere in the rubbing. Just a rubbing painting, Gu Fenghua could feel how simple and solemn the original mural was. It can be seen that this painting was made in a hurry.

Was it made by Zhuo Qingge who sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​the temple?

"What's all on it? Hey, why does this look a bit like me?" Jianjian turned his flower plate and watched Gu Fenghua's painting on the table.

"It's a bit similar." Gu Fenghua looked at the somewhat wrinkled painting and guessed that Zhuo Qingge should have secretly entered the temple and rubbed these paintings hastily. There was something about it that she had never seen before.