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The night is thick, but the laughter and laughter in the inn here can be heard across several streets.This is the territory of Jianghu, and no one in the government dares to intervene.

The inn is already full of messy dishes, the wine tanks are tilted, and the rough and sweaty martial artist is either flushed from the alcohol, or is shirtless while pushing a cup for a brother.

This looked like he was preparing to stay up all night. The inn clerk prepared enough appetizers in the kitchen as ordered, and he went upstairs to rest after explaining to the group.But just as he was about to leave, he heard someone order: "Boy, hurry up and get some hot water, our Second Young Master Duan needs to wash up."

Everyone here is going to make a fuss until dawn, why did someone leave the meeting suddenly?The clerk looked back, and saw a noble young man who was rejecting Chen Wei who came up to persuade him to stay, the head of the Chen family. His gestures were indeed out of tune with the people around him. This inn belongs to the Qingshan League, so the clerk naturally I knew it was Duan Jingzhe from Kongquebin.

After just one glance at this, the man's gaze lightly swept towards the guy here. He was bland and even polite, but the guy immediately felt as if he had been caught, as if he had been caught for his stupidity many years ago. Everything is exposed under these eyes.Not daring to look too much, he quickly closed his eyes and went to the side to prepare hot water.

Duan Jingzhe went upstairs to leave, Chen Wei stared at the back for a long time, the smile on his face was gone when he persuaded him to stay, he just pouted rudely: "You self-righteous little boy, his hair is not fully grown, he doesn't drink well, and he still wants to step on his face." On Grandpa's head."

This was said in a low voice, and it was just for myself, but that Duan Jingzhe suddenly tilted his head, and his eyes swept towards Chen Wei. , when I looked up again, the part of Jingzhe had disappeared on the stairs.

Sensitive people are born military strategists, and every generation there are always such people who create some tricks and turmoil in the martial arts world.Different from the world of rivers and lakes, which competes openly and openly with martial arts, these people are good at strategizing and thinking of weird ways that ordinary people would not think of. Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes are wolves and tigers fighting each other in the forest. This kind of people are foxes and rats who are cunning trick.

Like Duan Zhongsi back then, like Xu Bichuan now.There is also a sect in Jianghu that keeps a low profile and masters the secrets of martial arts, called Shuge, this sect seems to be a historian in the martial arts, specializing in recording and collecting martial arts events, looking for secrets, and collecting weapon cheats.

Shuge, which has always strictly screened its disciples, once sent an invitation letter to Xu Bichuan, but everyone in the world knew that Xu Bichuan refused the invitation.

After all, these people are ghosts in the rivers and lakes and businessmen in the martial arts.

Different from Ding She who died tragically, Wulin merchants are greedy for life and not for money.Chen Wei has always kept these people at a respectful distance. They wear the cloak of white ways and engage in underworld activities. Even if he is slightly better in martial arts, he still has to avoid them by three points.

Chen Wei didn't know why he thought of this, but suddenly felt a cold sweat running down his back, and couldn't help but gulp down another bowl of wine to feel better.Since he was a child, he has liked the boldness of this wine and meat world, but there are so many moths, so that he has to guard against it like a layer of thin ice.

Shower and change clothes, open the window to face the moon, and the breeze enters the curtain.

Everything goes according to his plan, and it is rare to have a pure heart and a quiet ear when facing the breeze and the moon.But Duan Jingzhe has never liked such a peaceful mind, just like the full moon hanging high in the sky at this time, he felt extremely disgusted when he looked at it, if it wasn't because he couldn't touch it, he might think of a way to use a knife on it like a tengu eating the moon Draw a hollow gap.

At this moment, he could only close the window. He raised his eyes irritably, and saw a figure standing still outside the house. After thinking for a moment, he said, "You come in."

The shadow outside moved, and it could be seen that he hesitated when he opened the door.Duan Jingzhe wore a piece of clothing over his unlined clothing, sat on a chair and looked at him with a relaxed look, Kong Ting lowered his head, knowing that it was definitely not a good thing to come in at this time.

"What do you mean?" Sensitively capturing Kong Ting's lowering of his head, Duan Jingzhe tapped his fingers on the table, "You hate me when you see me?"

As he spoke, he changed into a joyful show-off: "I can't help it if I hate it, my brother is in my hands."

Kong Ting lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, he didn't answer his words, he just said: "The Bai family you sent didn't come out, I'm afraid they have already hid in the mountains."

After hearing this, Duan Jingzhe laughed mockingly: "Impossible, he is afraid of death, just like you are afraid of your brother's death."

Kong Ting was silent for a moment after hearing the name: "I'm not afraid."

"Aren't you afraid? You're not afraid why every time I talk about him, you will submit to me?" Duan Jingzhe suddenly became interested, and sneered, "I know, you are afraid that he will be tortured and humiliated. If it were me, I would rather him die."

"Why do you always mention him?" Kong Ting looked up at Duan Jingzhe, "When you mention him, it's like..."

Guessing words can't be said after all, but Duan Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and asked: "What is it like?"

Seeing his silence, Duan Jingzhe muttered to himself again: "He is my only relative in this world."

After hearing this sentence, Kong Ting looked at him squarely for the first time, but he couldn't understand what he said, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Since he is your only relative, why do you use him to blackmail me?"

Kong Ting's unbelievable gaze unexpectedly made Duan Jingzhe very useful: "Because he is the only one who can blackmail you."

After hearing this, Kong Ting blurted out: "I didn't know you were so cold-blooded..."

"Enough!" Duan Jingzhe's moody scolding made Kong Ting unable to finish his sentence. Duan Jingzhe glanced at him angrily, "You think you are my brother? Why do you want to teach me? It is my brother, and it has been ten years since I taught you ahead."

When Duan Jingzhe opened his mouth, his words were rushed out like a cold arrow, but when he mentioned the word "brother", his tone became lighter unconsciously, and the last sentence was no different from the procrastination in the past, as if he was thinking about every word trouble.

Kong Ting kept silent, but his black eyes were still staring at Duan Jingzhe, and there was an unfathomable sadness hidden in those eyes, Duan Jingzhe realized that this person had never dared to really look at him before.

Duan Jingzhe looked into those eyes, and suddenly felt that his breath was short of breath, and the frivolous and arrogant look when he was talking to him gradually faded away.

"Speak." He stared at the person standing there with heavy eyes.

Kong Ting lowered his eyes, stopped looking at him, and changed the subject again: "Then what do you think about the Bai family now..."

"Dead." Duan Jingzhe suddenly smiled when he thought of this.

"Dead?" Kong Ting was surprised, "Then..."

"How could I let him be a spy for such an incompetent trash? Die where he should die is his greatest value. I am also purging the world... What? Do you think it is cruel?" Duan Jingzhe watched Kong Ting's reaction with great interest.

Unexpectedly, Kong Ting heard this, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "Didn't you always hate the rules of bullying in this world?"

Duan Jingzhe looked at him vigilantly, doubts arose in his eyes that could easily read people's hearts.

But this doubt only flashed in his eyes for a moment, like a disturbed fish disappearing quickly on the surface of the water, he quickly found a suitable reason to justify himself: "Why? My brother even told you this? It seems that he is really very serious. like you."

Duan Jingzhe frowned again as he spoke, obviously he himself didn't like this statement.

Fortunately, Kong Ting didn't answer his words, and only asked: "The Bai family disciple is dead, what is your plan next?"

When mentioning the next plan, the haze between Duan Jingzhe's eyebrows disappeared without a trace.

A smile curled up around his mouth, like a child who had temporarily gained the upper hand in a game and suddenly seemed lost.He acts low-key and polite when he is outside, but he is vicious and unpredictable inside the door, and only this smile at this time, like a poisonous flower blooming on a dead wood, can see the vitality of a three-pointed person from the treachery Come.

That smile was too presumptuous, so Kong Ting lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe, as if he was looking at the dust that had accumulated all the way here after traveling thousands of miles, the luster in his eyes seemed to be covered by that piece of dust, he His eyes moved, and he quietly clenched his fists where Duan Jingzhe couldn't see.

The candle burned for three quarters of an hour, and the light in the room was a little dim. Xu Bichuan fetched scissors and cut the wick of the candle.

"You said that Gui Ren poisoned you and ran away?" The candle lighted up a little as soon as it jumped, and the candle light reflected in Xu Bichuan's eyes also became a little brighter, listening to Qiu Lingfu tell what he learned along the way, But he only picked this one place and asked, "Why do you want to hide it from Ah Po? With your temperament, don't you know how to add fuel to the picture and ask Ah Po to make decisions for you, and trick him into doing things for you?"

"It's just that I don't want to quarrel with him, or else I fell into the trick of Jing Zhe?" Qiu Lingfu was confused, but when he looked up and saw Xu Bichuan's ambiguous smile, he knew that he had misunderstood, but he felt guilty and did not continue to refute.

Sure enough, Xu Bichuan didn't continue to ask, and only asked other questions: "You said that Master Hu died after being hit by your soft tendons?"

"Well, this is the first time I've seen someone so weak that even loose tendons can kill him." Qiu Lingfu said with a playful smile at the moment when talking about Hall Master Hu's death, but when he said that, another wave of pain hit him, and the expression on his face The smile disappeared without a trace as if ordered to stop.

Xu Bichuan didn't notice it before he looked over, he just said: "I'm afraid you haven't done this storytelling business for a long time, your colleagues in the world say it's bad, don't you know?"

During this period of time, the two of them, Ah Po and Duan Jingzhe, were still acting as storytellers, and they didn't even have a chance to listen to the book.Qiu Lingfu's forehead was dripping with sweat, thinking in a daze.

"There is a strange poison called sparrow. People who take this poison will only feel a little uncomfortable, but if they encounter any kind of poison again, it will trigger the poison of sparrow and die suddenly." Xu Bichuan suddenly thought of something. He said unhurriedly: "Right now, there have been rumors in the Jianghu that Master Hu died at the hands of Hua Yuye. After all, as long as it is a strange poison, it is either Gu Land or Hua Yuye."

It is undoubtedly this poison that Gui Ren was poisoned by, Qiu Lingfu couldn't help secretly guessing Duan Jingzhe's intention to give Gui Ren the poison.

But now there is still a faint pain in his chest, thinking that he is also burdened with poison, how can he think so far?Normally, he just spends all his time trying to hide from Ah Po, but now he wants to talk about the poison that he doesn't know the name of, so he really feels scared.

The author has something to say:

Life has been so bad recently, I am in a bad state and want to write something cheerful, and I will open a new article that is more lively in a few days.Deng Zhu Deng Yuan's orthopedic essay is not very long (as much as possible...), it tells the process of two fake straight men awakening under various external stimuli, suitable for all ages.

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