Chapter 30: Rainy night

Gu Xiang held an umbrella in his hand, still holding one in his arms, and shuttled in the night rain. Her little embroidered shoes stepped on the bluestone, splashed with water to wet her trousers, and a cold wind blew. She fought a chill and felt that she was too dedicated.
Then she looked up and saw the man walking alone in the rain.
Wen Kexing's whole body was soaked, his clothes were affixed to his body, his placket was loose, and he looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't care.
Gu Xiang caught up and called, "Master!"
Wen Kexing didn't look back at her, but apparently heard it, stopped and waited for a moment. Gu Xiang hurriedly trot up to him, handed the umbrella over, and felt in his heart that it was not worthwhile to come out in a bitter rain and rain—according to the owner's usual conduct, looking at him like this, Gu Xiang thought that he had reached some Happily gone to see people.
So he smirked and asked a little in disapproval: "Where is the master going?"
Wen Kexing opened his umbrella and took a few steps before he said lowly, "Fight with someone."
Gu Xiangshun asked, "Fight in bed?"
Wen Kexing glanced back at her, and Gu Xiang immediately slap gently on his face with a kindness, and said solemnly: "Ah, look at this bird's beak, what nonsense? Can you tell the truth casually? Is the fact that the sun rises to the east can be read casually ... "
"Axiang." Wen Kexing didn't pick her up and interrupted her.
Gu Xiang blinked his eyes, the rain was getting heavier, and the water vapor lifted up a layer of confused white mist, which made her a little bit unclear on Wen Kexing's face, and only when he was silent for a long time, he lowered his eyes and murmured "He said ... he was going to die."
Gu Xiang said "Ah", didn't respond, and asked, "Who is going to die?"
"Zhou Su."
Wen Ke's jargon paused. I wondered whether it was to shift emotions or to let Gu Xiang understand. As he continued to move forward, he calmly explained: "He has internal injuries. I saw him at the beginning. He was so agitated that he thought it was nothing, and today I know that it is incurable, and only two or three years of life are left. As soon as I heard it, I knew who he was ... Hey, I knew it so, I What do you do with him? "
Gu Xiang opened her eyes, she was a bit difficult to digest this reality, and for a long while she asked indifferently: "Zhou Su?"
"Well." Wen Kexing said in a low voice. "I used to realize that he couldn't be a 'skylight' person. There was no access in that place. Everyone who tried to escape must be subject to the seven" knacks for three tricks. " , And then people will pay full martial arts, lose six senses, and become a fool who can keep secrets better than the dead. I first realized that people who have been nailed by the Qiqiao Sanqiu ca n’t be like him ... Listen to another today It was only with a person's voice that he realized that most of his special methods had reduced the harm of the ugly nail, but he could not live for more than three years. "
Gu Xiang had never heard of it, and the atmosphere did not dare to listen to it. At this point, he asked: "Master ... how did you know?"
"Me?" Wen Kexing smiled oddly. "If I don't know a little more, can I live now?"
Gu Xiang dumbfounded for a moment, then asked again: "That ... that Zhou Su, he ..."
"I've seen a man who escaped from the skylight before." Wen Ke paused for a moment before continuing. "No one has escaped the punishment of the living dead, but he escaped, I guess he is at least big Above the steward level, maybe even ... the former leader. "
Gu Xiangqi said, "If he is the leader, why would he want to run away ..." Then she suddenly paused, as if she realized something, and said nothing.
Wen Kexing's footsteps were extremely fast, as if he wanted to throw away something behind him. The Gu Xiang people had short legs and had to trot before they could keep up. The two of them were silent for a while, seeing As Wen Kexing walked faster and faster, Gu Xiang suddenly asked, "Master, are you sad?"
Wen Kexing fluttered and asked, "What am I sad about?"
Gu Xiang thought about it, too, she really didn't understand what Wen Kexing was sad about. Just listening to him chuckling, his feet rubbed across the ground almost empty, and he said, "He has an easy face, but I don't know if he is really a beauty ... Besides, I like the fragrance, softness, fineness He's skinny, even if he has a beautiful face, he won't satisfy my appetite. "
Gu Xiang used light work, and some could not catch up with him, and blurted out: "The master didn't say it clearly, he likes a narrow waist and a tall, beautiful pair of Hu Die bones ..."
"You remember wrong." Wen Kexing interrupted her for a moment, without knowing who to explain to, adding, "I just ... feel sorry for him with the same illness--Axiang, don't follow me."
Gu Xiang said "Ah", Wen Kexing's shadow flickered, and she was already a few feet away from her in a blink of an eye. Gu Xiang was aggrieved and asked loudly, "Master, why? I asked you to mess with you again?"
Wen Kexing had disappeared into the rain curtain, and only one word drifted into her ears far away: "You talk too much."
Gu Xiang was left alone and pitifully alone. She stomped her hate and yelled, "Good intentions are not good!"
Then she raised her head, looking in the direction that Wen Kexing disappeared, and suddenly remembered his wet back, her shoulders wide and straight, and she walked in the rain alone, unwilling to wait for her step. He was empty beside him, but walked without squinting, as if he had walked alone and did not know how far.
Some felt he was pitiful.
I just feel the sympathy and sympathy for the same disease ... But that person is just a transitory passer. For three or two years, isn't it a flash of light?
Below the Xiling, the cold wind was blowing rain, and the fireworks in the room went out to the end. Who in the world can sing and lose immediately, and now there is wine now and drunk?
Can you?
No one knew where Wen Kexing went this night.
In the early morning of the second day, when the genius just showed a white belly, Zhou Zishu's room door was shot loudly. He opened the door, Cao Weining nearly rushed in, pulled him and the monkey hurriedly ran out, and ran sideways: "You Staying in the house is down-to-earth, your apprentice's life is almost gone! "
"Who?" Zhou Zishu passed an extremely chaotic night, only feeling that the paste in his brain had not melted, and then he reacted, frowning, "You said Zhang Chengling? What happened to the moth, How old is he? "
Cao Weining sighed: "I think he must have been robbed this year, one after another, and I don't know what happened. So many people don't want him to stop-there was a surprise attack last night to kill the child. Fortunately, The hero Zhao who was next door was shocked, and then the thief was caught. As a result, the man was a dead man, and he was poisoned by taking poison. You said ... "
Cao Weining's words paused for a moment, and there seemed to be some doubts. He remembered what Uncle Mo Huaikong said earlier today-so many big people gathered in Dongting. Who are they and can't live with such a small child who is not so prosperous? From this point of view, it is more like killing people than killing the roots.
Although Cao Weining's thought was relatively simple, he also felt that he was wrong. It was a kind of wrong atmosphere-although now being suppressed by the nobles and others, the doubts and speculations among people are still spreading silently and invisibly like the plague.
What is that glazed armor?
When Zhou Zishu arrived, Zhang Chengling and Zhao Jing's house had been surrounded by three layers inside and outside, Zhao Jingchi / naked upper body, with blood on his shoulders, sitting on a long bench Someone was bandaging him. The old man's face was ugly. He had a knife on his waist, and the blood on the blade had not been wiped clean.
There were two dead men on the ground, all of whom were bluish-purple. It looked like they should be killed by poison. A hook was dropped beside a corpse. Zhou Zishu saw it at a glance--the poisonous scorpion's hook.
The poison scorpion is actually divided into three, six, nine, etc., depending on how much the buyer pays, and it is cheaper, such as the group that helped Zhang Chengling out of the funeral and ghosts that day, only works and does not sell his life. For the price, you can also buy the dead in the poisonous scorpion.
Once I was caught by these deadly scorpions, it was very troublesome, and I did n’t know how many people in the other party. After a wave of failures, another wave came, endlessly begging and believing, and they were not afraid of death. , When the task is completed, go back to the fragrant and spicy, and if it is not completed, kill your life.
So correspondingly, the price is definitely not cheap.
Who spent so much capital to kill Zhang Chengling? Do they think that this little bunny puppies can pierce the sky, or will they grow three heads and six arms in the future?
Suddenly, Zhou Zishu had a thought in his mind, saying that Lao Tzu had been mixed for so many years, and the number of people who missed me was innumerable. Until now, he has not received such top-level killing treatment.
As soon as he turned to Zhang Chengling's gaze, he had some subtle feelings.
However, the young man stood in a small corner, beyond Zhou Shu's surprise. He didn't seem very surprised, nor did he see the fear, but just bowed his head, as if looking at the two bodies, as if thinking When he was thinking of something else, he showed a hairpin above his head, and was extremely silent. When someone asked him something, he just nodded and shook his head without saying a word.
Gao Chong bent down a little and asked Zhang Chengling in a cheerful manner: "Cheng Ling, do you know these people?"
Zhang Chengling glanced at him, lowered his head again, and shook his head.
So noble, he put his voice softer, reached out and touched his head, and said, "Child, don't be afraid, so many uncles and grandpas are for you. You tell me last night, these two Wicked, have you said anything to you? "
Zhang Chengling didn't meet his gaze. When he asked, he just shook his head again. Gao Chong also seemed a little confused. At this moment, a person next to him suddenly interjected in a yin and yang manner: "Master, what's the use of asking you this way, some of us know that these two are dead men of poisonous scorpions. Will the killing knife speak? Jokes! You might as well ask this child if he knows something that others don't. "
It was Feng Xiaofeng who spoke. He did not sit on the shoulders of the mountain slaves this time, but stood on the ground. Because of his height, he had to raise his head and pose with a nostril to catch rainwater. He breathed so well that he put his hands on his chest and made him look, and couldn't help but want to flatten him a bit.
The mountain slave stood behind him without a word, with a rough face, almost like a Rakshasa ghost in the script.
Even Gao Chong heard his words frown. Zhao Jing was quit. He stood up and pointed at Feng Xiaofeng's nose and cursed: "Smelly dwarf, you can also say that, conscience told the dog to eat? "
Feng Xiaofeng sneered: "Dr. Zhao, after you took over the orphan of the Zhang family, you didn't leave him at all. When he was always with him like that, what was it for? You know what to do and do n’t take others for granted. fool!"
Feng Xiaofeng stared at Zhang Chengling, who wasn't looking up, and yelled, "Child, can you tell the truth, Zhangjia's glazed armor, do you know where it is? Is it on you? Is it later? By this Zhao ... hey, did Zhao heroine swallow it privately? "
Zhao Jingnu said: "Feng Dwarf, I / your ancestor eighteen generations!"
Gaoshan slave suddenly raised his head, glaring at Zhao Jing. When Feng Xiaofeng waved his hand, Gaoshan slave stood back to him again and again. Feng Xiaofeng then said: "Dr. Zhao, you are so angry and angry, wouldn't you be out of favor? "
Zhao Jing really wanted to learn from him.
Gao Chong stopped him, and Shen said, "Bonder brother, if we have no basis, we'd better say less and hurt our feelings-come with a few people and pack up the corpse, and the rest, let's do it in the long run ... "
However, at this time, someone said: "Master, you always close the door and talk about things, but who can't listen? Who can't listen? While the big guys are here, ask the child to ask, isn't it? Is it good for him, don't you save his life for two days at both ends? "
Zhang Chengling raised his head at this time, his face was very pale, and his eyes were lost. He just felt that everyone was watching him, everyone was pointing at him, and everyone was forcing him—to them A saying-but he really didn't know anything.
Zhou Zishu has always been accustomed to hiding in the crowd, and not many people will ever notice him. At this moment, he was so caught in a group of people, looking at Zhang Chengling's confused look, and suddenly a anger burst into his heart.
He wanted to push everyone away, pull the boy out, and take him away from the place where the dirt was hidden. Can I do that, or is Zhou Zishu? Move afterwards, think twice, these are the things engraved in his bones. There is no detail at all, they are all one hundred points of caution, stay behind the scenes, and never show their face.
In those years, even the emperor said that he was getting more and more stable, and he didn't reveal any flaws ... But Ye Baiyi's old thing said that he was hiding his head and showing his tail.
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