Chapter 17: Colored glass

Cao Weining paused and asked, "He ... he is the ancestor of the thief, I don't know?"
The young woman nodded and pointed at the left hand of the corpse: "Look, the legend is that a man in his thirties is a 30-year-old man with a deformed left hand. If he isn't sure, he is still ..."
She blushed and couldn't keep talking.
Zhou Zishu looked at the corpse's clean face and chin, and said on the side: "Furthermore, it is said that Fang did not know that he has a disability. If the girl is unwell, she can go out first or turn around. You take off his pants. I know if he really stole it. "
The woman glanced embarrassingly at the youth who was traveling with her, and Qing Qing coughed out, "Xiao Lian, go out first."
The young woman turned around and waited at the door, turning her back.
As soon as she turned around, Wen Kexing took off the trousers of the deceased, and looked at the special part of the corpse, he thoughtfully touched his chin, and said with emotion: "Really No wonder he touched something from me. I didn't even notice it. "
Then I just kept on doing it, and Fang Fangzhi's whole body was slick, and he turned around politely, found his purse in a pile of bits and pieces, opened it a little, I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was not much money, so I was very satisfied and stuffed it into my arms. I still remember to say: "Brother Cao, come and see if your stuff is still there?"
Cao Weining and the youth on one side stared at the man in astonishment.
Zhou Zishu reminded coolly: "The gentleman, the dead is the big one." No matter what the agreeable gaze cast by the strange young man, he paused and added, "You owe me three or two dollars. Can you return it? "
Wen Kexing looked sad: "I'm all yours. You still care about me for two or two dollars?"
The face of the strange young man looked even better. Zhou Zishu reached out and grabbed Wen Kexing's collar, pulled the obstructing thing aside, squatted, touched the body from head to toe, and frowned and came to a conclusion. Road: "With a single stroke of death, the palm print from the front chest to the back heart should be the Rakshasa palm."
The stranger uttered "Ah" and lost his voice: "You mean, the Rakshasa of happy and derelict?"
"I'm afraid so," Zhou Zishu nodded, covering the body, and said to the young woman outside the door, "that girl can come in."
Unfamiliar youth looked at the three of them and hugged their fists. "Deng Kuan, the teacher is Gao Chong, this is my teacher and sister Gao Xiaoli. I originally went out to practice. I received a letter from my teacher a few days ago. I rushed back before the Dongting Conference. I wonder how many people would call them? "
Cao Weining busyly said: "Oh, disrespect and disrespect, long heard of Deng Shaoxia's name, and this girl, is the daughter of a noble hero? Is Cao Weining sent to Xia Qingfeng Sword to attend the Dongting Conference by order of the head, the old man should I will be there in a few days, and on the way, this ... this sneaked away and tangled, thanks to the brother Zhou and Wen who helped each other by justice. "
Deng Kuan said: "I don't know if these two heroes are ..."
Zhou Zishu still kept squatting on the ground. He smiled at him after hearing the words and said, "Which hero is this? My name is Zhou Su, but it's a prodigal wanderer who doesn't know where to go." ... "
He pointed at Wen Kexing, his voice paused subtly, and then said, "Welcome Wen Kexing, although pretending to be a gentleman, is actually a veteran hooligan ..."
Wen Kexing calmly said: "Axu, I'm only a rogue you."
Zhou Zishu whispered quietly and said, "You're really upholding."
Obviously, Gao Xiaoli's attention is no longer on the corpse. Deng Kuan was calm, smiled generously when he heard the words, and he was neither humble nor overbearing. It was true that some famous orthodoxy and the Lord of the Dongting were the leaders of them. Hugging the fist: "The two are really funny. Since the two came to my Dongting with Brother Cao, they also want to come from my Tao-Brother Zhou said that the thief also died in the Rakshasa of the joyous and derelict?"
He and Gao Xiaoli stared at each other, Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing didn't know, and looked blank. Cao Weining asked: "Also? I heard that there seems to be a mess in Ghost Valley outside Zhaojiazhuang. Is it ..."
Gao Xiaoli said: "Cao Shaoxia didn't know. Some news came from Zhaojiazhuang in Taihu Lake a while ago, saying that it was Mu Yunge, the Broken Sword Villa who was a guest in Zhaojiazhuang, and he died under the palm of this Rakshasa. The ghosts are really evil and so arrogant. "
It's not far from Dongting here. It's just one day away, and it will be the next day. It can be said that it is the site of the heroic hero. I wonder if this girl is really filling in righteous indignation or because someone broke into her father's. The site is not fast.
Anyway, Deng Kuan and Cao Weining nodded subconsciously and agreed: "Yes." "Exactly."
At the time of the Wulin Grand Alliance, there were a total of three "Rivers and Rivers Orders", which were held by highly respected people. They could be used whenever there was a major disaster or disaster. The three "Rivers and Rivers Orders" could be held together, and a hero meeting could be held. The heroes of the world, together they plan. Today, these three "Landscape Orders" are in the noble hands of the "Iron Convict", one in the Shaolin Temple, and one in the hands of the ancient monk of Changming who has been ignorant of the world for many years.
I did not expect that this time all the targets were directed at the turmoil in Guigu, and even the ancient monk who was legendary Xiuxian asked not to ask anything about it was shocked.
Deng Kuan and Cao Weining consulted and consulted several others, and decided to hire a carriage to send the unknown body to Gao Chong overnight, just in case night long dreams.
Cao Weining and Deng Kuan had a destiny, almost at the first sight, Zhou Zishu looked on coldly, and thought that how to say that noble character is to educate the apprentice and daughter, it is good, then Gao Xiaoli followed, occasionally interjecting, Such a young girl was very decent in her manners and speech. She was about the same age as Gu Xiang, but she was not indifferent, insolent and polite.
Wen Kexing sighed suddenly and said with emotion: "If I could have a character like Miss Gao in my home, I would be stunned."
Gao Xiaoli turned back and smiled politely at him, saying, "Brother Wen has won a prize."
Zhou Zishu chuckled and whispered: "Is Miss Gao the daughter of Gao Xia, Gu Xiang ... Actually, she is also a good boy.
Wen Kexing said positively: "Axu, Miss Gao is good. I'll just tell the truth, but you should not be jealous or jealous ..."
Gao Xiaoli immediately glanced at the two of them awkwardly, and took a few quick steps to catch up with Deng Kuan and Cao Weining. Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing were behind.
Zhou Zishu laughed softly and lowered his voice: "Brother Wen, there is something unknown next-when you said we went in, why was the unidentified corpse of that party undressed? As far as I know, that fellow Fang is not a People who work at sunrise and sunset. "
Wen Kexing put his hand up to his chin, pondered for a moment, and asked, "You mean that the happy and the devil see the other side and do not know what they want to do with him, they are desperately resisted, fail, and are angry. kill?"
After saying nothing, he shook his head and sighed, "It's really a sloppy beauty since ancient times."
Zhou Zishu said expressionlessly: "Brother Wen is so insightful. I thought it was the murderer who wanted to find out what happened to him."
Wen Kexing paused for a moment, and nodded pretendingly: "There is some truth."
When he turned his head, he saw Zhou Zishu Zheng looking at him meaningfully. I only listened to Zhou Zishu and asked: "Brother Wen, in addition to missing a purse that day, what else is missing?"
Wen Kexing looked directly into his eyes and said frankly, "Yes, the money is in the purse, but Liulijia is gone."
Zhou Zishu's face gradually lost his smile, and his eyes were washed like ice water, dark and cold, but Wen Kexing seemed to be unaware, still smiling.
For a long while, Zhou Zishu whispered, "Wenshan, you don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you. What should I say?"
Wen Kexing silently, just as it was, Cao Weining and Deng Kuan mentioned Zhou Zishu's physical embarrassment. Deng Kuan had to go back and ask him if he had to rush to eat late at night. But I saw that the atmosphere between the two was abnormal.
There was no smile on Wen Kexing's face, and Zhou Zishu's eyes seemed to be flashing with an inexplicable light. Deng Kuan felt weird and asked for a question. When Wen Kexing seemed to smile suddenly, he pinched Zhou Zishu's chin like an electric light and lowered his head and kissed him.
Deng Kuan stood still for a while. After all, it was everyone's demeanor. After a while, the lantern turned around in a mess. Pretending to calmly stunned Gao Xiaoli and Cao Weining, "Since ... this is the case, we four of us Go ahead, go ahead ... "
It's a pity that even if you don't pay attention, even the number is wrong.
It was not until the three men dared to run far back. Zhou Zishu broke free from Wen Kexing's restraint and punched him fiercely. His face became cold: "Brother Wen, this joke is not at all funny."
Wen Kexing stooped, covered his stomach, and looked at the slightly uncomfortable smile in his heart with his face, and whispered: "I don't kill Bo Ren, Bo Ren died because of me? Ah Su, are you wrong? "
Zhou Zishu stared at him coldly.
Wen Kexing slowly straightened up and sighed on a quiet road in the middle of the night like a sigh: "In the glazed armor, there may be peerless martial arts, there may be the treasure of the enemy country, who doesn't want it?"
He bent his mouth silently, but there was no smile on his eyes: "The party who knows nothing about the dogs and thieves does everything on their own selfish desires. Everything they care about, they don't even care about other people's life-saving money. They do n’t want it? That joyous and miserable man was forced to enter the Ghost Valley helplessly. He didn't want to live for many years. He didn't want it? You don't want to? You said goodness and goodness in your mouth. Hell is waiting for you to judge the bad things you did in this past life and this life, I ask you, if there is such a thing that makes you invincible from now on, and you are not afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night, do you not want to either? "
Zhou Zishu shook his head very slowly and smirked: "I was not afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night."
He stopped looking at him and turned and strode forward.
Wen Kexing stared at his back with a dim expression for a while, then suddenly laughed again, and said, "Sage of Zhou, the taste of osmanthus is really good."
Zhou Zishu wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but still couldn't help raising his sleeves, rubbing his mouth fiercely, scolding in his heart: Wen Kexing, your mother!