What he is doing, what kind of consequences will be what he is doing, does Ma Xianhong really not understand at all?

Obviously, this is impossible, and both the logical analysis and his reaction at the moment show that he is actually well aware of the consequences.

After a long silence, Ma Xianhong suddenly sighed and sat back in his seat.

"Your company just likes to be nosy, always overbearing to control everything, and make everyone else follow the rules set by the company." Ma Xianhong said.

"Living on other people's territory, of course, you must abide by other people's rules, and don't the villagers in Biyou Village also abide by the rules you set?" Lu Wuwei asked rhetorically.

Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment, frowned involuntarily, and his gaze became very subtle.

Yes, aren't the people here also abiding by the various rules he set?

I don't want to follow the rules, but I have made a lot of rules for others, and if I think about it, it's really a double standard.

With a self-deprecating smile, Ma Xianhong shook his head: "Actually, the main purpose of my founding Biyou Village and Xinjiao Sect is to treat my memory, followed by..."

Lu Wuwei asked.

Ma Xianhong paused, but did not refute.

"You should already know from the villagers that I have a self-cultivation furnace that can turn ordinary people into aliens, right? Or... You have long known about the existence of the Slimming Furnace! Ma Xianhong said.

Lu Wuwei nodded: "We did learn about the existence of the cultivation furnace from the population here, and the company's senior management already knows about it now, maybe they are holding an emergency meeting for this matter now."

"Huh, huh? Then I really have enough face. Ma Xianhong glanced at Lu Wuwei and continued: "The self-cultivation furnace is an important part of my treatment of my own memory, and as for transforming ordinary people into aliens, it is only in passing.

"Yes?" Lu Wuwei raised his eyebrows: "If that's the case, don't you think something is wrong?"

"Something wrong? What's wrong? Ma Xianhong asked.

Without answering immediately, Lu Wuwei first turned around and poured two cups of hot water, and after handing one of them to Ma Xianhong, Lu Wuwei pulled over the chair next to him and sat opposite Ma Xianhong.

"At the beginning of the birth of a person, it was a congenital flame, and then from the innate flame, a hundred limbs and bones were embodied and..."

"Stop, stop, are you going to give me a make-up lesson?" Such a basic thing you think I don't know? I am a family tradition, and I am not a wild way to learn this exercise by myself.

Ma Xianhong interrupted angrily, and even rolled his eyes at Lu Wuwei.

"Okay, then let me ask you, what do sex and life mean?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"Test me? On this difficult question? You look down on me too much, don't you?

Ma Xianhong rolled his eyes again, but still gave an answer.

"The body, including the limbs and bones, belongs to life, while the soul, flame, spirit, etc. belong to sex." Ma Xianhong said.

"Since you know what sex is, and you know that sex is divided into many types, why do you think that the self-cultivation furnace can heal your memory?" Lu Wuwei asked.

Ma Xianhong's eyes were a little confused, and he didn't seem to understand.

Seeing this, Lu Wuwei had to make further explanations.

"Let's just say that the difference between an alien and an ordinary person is whether they can sense the flame in the body and control it. Since your self-cultivation furnace can transform ordinary people into aliens, although I don't know what the principle is, it must have allowed ordinary people to gain the ability to perceive Qi in some way.

"Although both flame and memory belong to sex, they are two completely different sexes, they are like flesh and skin in fate."

"Your skin was cut out of a wound, and to heal that wound, you invented a machine that helps you see bones... Isn't that strange?

"Are you sure you wanted to invent this machine yourself?" Or was it because someone led me to invent such a !!one..."

Boom!

Ma Xianhong shouted, and the glass in his hand was instantly burst under the emotion, and the glass slag and water suddenly spilled on the ground.

Looking at Ma Xianhong, who was angry but could not hide the pupil earthquake, Lu Wuwei shrugged his shoulders, got up and went to the corner of the wall to get a broom to clean the ground.

Speechless for a while, until Lu Wuwei cleaned up the glass slag and the broken hair on the ground into the trash can, Ma Xianhong took a deep breath and stood up and sorted out his clothes.

"Sorry, just gaffe... I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to rest first. Ma Xianhong said.

"Hmm." Lu Wuwei said.

Step by step, two steps and three steps, just reached the door, Ma Xianhong suddenly stopped again.

"Oh, by the way, don't think I don't know that your company is not well, I'm not that stupid, I just don't want to tear my face with the company yet." Ma Xianhong said.

"I don't know exactly how the company is, but personally, I don't want to tear my face with you." Lu Wuwei said.

"Well, I trust you."

Seeing Ma Xianhong disappear into the night, Lu Wuwei took a long breath, continued to clean, sorted out all kinds of equipment, and then closed the shop door and went back to rest.

Back to where he lived, not only Feng Baobao and Chen Duo had not rested, but even Zhang Chulan had also come running, and he did not rest.

And just after meeting, Zhang Chulan couldn't wait to ask about the results of Lu Wuwei's conversation with Ma Xianhong, and Lu Wuwei didn't hide his privacy, and roughly told the three of them the content of their chat.

Feng Baobao and Chen Duo did not speak, and they didn't know what they were thinking, but Zhang Chulan immediately agreed after hearing this, and he also thought that the function of the self-cultivation furnace made by Ma Xianhong did not match his purpose.

"It seems that there is someone else behind Ma Xianhong... Things are getting more and more complicated. Zhang Chulan sighed and said, "In this case, it will be more difficult to decide how to deal with Biyou Village." "

Give the people above a headache." Lu Wuwei said.

"Uh... Brother Wuwei, shouldn't you be ready to report this matter to the above? Zhang Chulan asked in surprise.

"Why not? What good is it for us to hide from the above? What harm does it do us not hide from the above? Lu Wuwei asked rhetorically.

"It's also true, it's not good for us to hide it." Zhang Chulan thought for a while and nodded: "I just think that this involves the privacy of Ma Xianhong, the inheritor of the Eight Wonders, and we should keep it secret from him."

"Secrecy equals inaction, reporting is helping him." Lu Wuwei sighed and said: "That possible behind-the-scenes hand should be someone Ma Xianhong is very close to and trusts, not to mention that Ma Xianhong may not be able to find out, even if he really finds any clues, it is estimated that he will not be willing to believe it."

"yes."

Zhang Chulan nodded and subconsciously looked at Feng Baobao, but found that Feng Baobao was staring at Lu Wuwei with fiery eyes.

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