[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

The pouring rain fell on the carriage carriage, making a crackling sound.

The road was misty with rain and fog, and the interior of the carriage was even more gloomy and gloomy.

Ximen Qingqing, who had regained his original appearance, sat opposite the mysterious creature that transformed into Yan Poxi.

Ximen Qingqing took the round fan and fanned it, feeling something was wrong.

What is a round fan?

She smiled and handed the round fan to him, "Do me a favor and change this fan."

His fingers lightly tapped on the fan, and the round fan immediately turned into a Xiangzhu folding fan.

Ximen Qingqing opened the fan and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

He smiled and said, "Because only my duty is to run back and forth to serve you."

Ximen Qingqing coughed.

"Long time no see, you are more attractive than before, huh?"

He stretched out his hand against the wall of the carriage behind her, and slowly pressed towards her in the darkness.

The back of Ximen Qingqing's head rested on the carriage, staring at him intently, almost being pulled down by his deep eyes.

He breathed, and the tip of his nose rubbed against her temples again and again.

He grinned, "Very well, you don't have that guy's stench on you."

Ximen Qingqing's eyes flashed, "Who are you referring to?"

He smiled, and tapped her lips, "For the sake of me running back and forth to save you, you should remember my name, right? They can't show up when you need them, only I can Heed your call at all times."

His hand grasped her wrist, and slowly slid down to hold her catkin.

Like a gentleman at a ball, he lowered his head slightly and left a kiss on the back of her hand.

Ximen Qingqing only felt that the place kissed by him was slipped by tentacles.

He clearly looked like Yan Poxi, a charming woman, but the moment he raised his head, he turned into her again.

He stared at her intently, smiled and said, "After changing so many appearances, I still think this one is the most pleasing to the eye."

He raised his head and slowly approached her.

Ximen Qingqing watched her face get closer and closer, and almost kissed herself.

It's so exciting too!

He said softly: "My name is Nyarlathotep, of course you can't remember it."

He gently twisted the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "You are also strange, you obviously have a good memory, but you just can't remember the names of our great gods."

"Or, are you subconsciously escaping?"

Ximen Qingqing; "The key is that your names are long and difficult to pronounce."

In fact, she is also puzzled, obviously her memory is not bad, why she has met them many times, but still can't remember their names.

"So, for the convenience of your memory, if you call me Naia, I will respond to you."

Ximen Qingqing smiled at him, "Okay, I will try my best to remember, can I trouble you to stay away?"

"You are so close, I always have an illusion, as if..."

She slowly slid her fan down the face of this mysterious fetish that was indistinguishable from her own, and she smiled, "...it's as if I am kissing myself."

His eyes flickered, and his hand touched her cheek, "If you like, I can help you to make you happier. It is easy for me to make human beings happy."

Ximen Qingqing always felt that there was something unspeakable hidden behind His smile, and if he accidentally agreed, he might fall into the abyss.

"never……"

"Officer Ximen, I still can't figure you out..."

Chai Jin suddenly opened the curtain of the car, and looked at the two Ximen Qings in the carriage, their eyes widened suddenly.

There are actually two such astonishingly beautiful faces, and these two identical faces are still very close to each other, and they are still touching each other's cheeks. Such a scene really has a thrilling beauty that makes the spine chill.

Chai Jin froze, unable to recover for a long time.

Until the curtain in his hand seemed to be sucked away by something, and slowly fell back to its original place.

Chai Jin stood in the rain, staring blankly at the door curtain.

After a long time, he came back to his senses.

Just now... Did he read it wrong?

How could there be two Ximen Qings? !

Seeing him standing in front of the carriage without moving for a long time, Hua Rong walked over with some doubts.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

He saw Chai Jin tremble suddenly because of his voice, as if he was startled.

Chai Jin turned his head and stared at Hua Rong with a puzzled expression.

"Ximen Qing has two?"

Hua Rong asked, "Are you awake?".

Chai Jin: "No, listen to me, I really saw two Ximen Qings."

Hua Rong secretly thought: Could it be that my younger brother was seen taking off his make-up in the carriage?But who is the other Ximen Qing?Why do they look the same as Ximen's brother?

No matter what the reason is, Huarong is determined to cover for his younger brother.

He said indifferently: "Maybe your eyes are dazzled, or... it's also possible that you were blinded by the rain."

Chai Jin: "..."

"What's wrong? What are you discussing?"

Ximen Qingqing lifted the curtain of the car with a fan and looked at Chai Jin.

Chai Jin looked inside, and "Yan Poxi" inside smiled at him.

He shuddered.

Could it be that he was wrong?

Hua Rong smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's Mr. Chai who was blinded by his eyes, and he must have said that there are two of you."

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "Oh, it's really interesting."

Chai Jin pressed his temples, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't find evidence.

Suddenly, his forehead felt cold.

When Chai Jin opened his eyes, he saw Ximen Qingqing's worried gaze.

She said: "Your forehead is a little hot, did you get sick from the rain?"

Hey?

Chai Jin touched his forehead, it seemed that it was really hot, could it be that he himself was the one with the problem?

Yan Poxi poked her head over and said with a smile: "If the officials don't dislike it, why don't you come up and lie down."

Chai Jin hurriedly took a step back, "No need, you can't be abrupt, my lady."

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

Hey Hey hey!When I pretended to be Yan Poxi, you didn't do that!Can you stop being such a double standard?

Chai Jin didn't know why, but when he saw Yan Poxi now, he felt a little scared.

Chai Jin coughed, "I can ride a horse, I'll get on the horse first."

After all, he hurried away.

Ximen Qingqing looked at his back, her wrist felt hot, she looked down, her wrist was firmly held by a pair of big hands, the heat almost penetrated her skin.

Hua Rong looked at her and said softly, "Are you... all right?"

Ximen Qingqing looked at him and asked doubtfully, "How do you know that I am me?"

Hua Rong smiled wryly, "Maybe you put a venom on me, when I saw you, my body became very hot, and my heart was disobedient."

Ximen Qingqing: "You are sick."

Hua Rong glanced at her, put her hands together in his palms, and said helplessly, "Then ask my brother to prescribe some medicine for me."

Ximen Qingqing raised his other hand and hit the bamboo hat on his head with a fan.

Raindrops splashed and fell from the bamboo hat.

"Official, official..."

A hoarse voice came with the sound of wind and rain.

As soon as Ximen Qingqing turned his head, he saw Wu Song.

Wu Song seemed to want to say something, but looked at her hesitantly.

Ximen Qingqing sighed, and grabbed Huarong's hand, "Come, come with me in the carriage and talk about it in detail."

She held Wu Song's hand, and Wu Song dodged for a while.

Wu Song said softly: "Wu Song's body is full of mud and water, don't stain the official's clothes."

Ximen Qingqing insisted on holding his hand, "I don't care about this, you follow me."

The next moment, her wrist was held again.

Ximen Qingqing looked down at the situation.

Her hand held Wu Song's wrist, Hua Rong's hand held hers, and the hands of the three were entangled like this.

Ximen Qingqing looked at Hua Rong.

Huarong smiled, "What are you talking about? Can Huarong listen?"

He looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song pursed his lips, but took Ximen Qingqing's hand with his backhand.

Huarong's hand also clenched even tighter.

These two people looked at each other, one was a handsome young man, the other was a hero who had suffered adversity, one was extremely elegant, and the other was unparalleled in pretentiousness, just like a pair of jades, reflecting Chenghui.

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "Hua Rong, if you want to listen, come along."

She looked at Wu Song again, "Do you wish?"

Wu Song glanced at Huarong again, and said calmly, "Everything is according to the orders of the officials."

Hua Rong smiled, "Brother, I am self-willed."

Although he said so, he glanced at Wu Song without concealing his arrogance.

Wu Song thought about his distressed appearance, and then looked at the young man's handsome appearance. He only felt his cheeks were hot, and hoped that a gap could be opened on the ground for him to hide in.

Ximen Qingqing turned his head and dragged the two big men into the carriage with his petite head like an old cow pulling a broken cart.

The wheels of the carriage turned, and everyone started on the road again.

……

Inside the carriage.

"Yan Poxi" half leaned against the wall of the carriage, quietly eating melons and watching the show.

Wu Song knelt and sat at the door, for fear of staining the cushions on the carriage, he faced the curtain and refused to take a look at "Yan Poxi".

Hua Rong sat opposite Wu Song.

Ximen Qingqing's position was slightly behind the middle of the two.

It was obviously a small carriage, but the three of them only squeezed in the front half, leaving all the space behind to "Yan Poxi".

"Yan Poxi" held a round fan and smiled slightly. His other hand turned into a tentacle and quietly crawled towards Ximen Qingqing whose back was facing him.

Ximen Qingqing asked Wu Song seriously, "Tell me what happened to you? Don't hide anything, tell me everything carefully."

Wu Song came naturally one by one.

It turned out that Wu Song was sent to Anpingzhai to be a military supporter. He originally made atonement honestly, but there was one person who sold him well all the time and helped him do a lot of things.Wu Song naturally knew that if there is nothing to be courteous, there must be no good things, but the man only said that he had been wronged and knew that Wu Song was a good man, so he asked Wu Song.When the man told the story, Wu Song thought it was a good thing to get rid of violence, and he was taken care of by others, so he helped this man to take back the land of Happy Forest that was robbed by others, and he did not hurt anyone's life.

"Later, Supervisor Zhang came to me for some reason and said he knew I was a good man and wanted to promote me, so he took me back to his house and made me his entourage."

Wu Song lowered his head, strands of messy hair stuck to his cheeks, still dripping wetly.

He put his hands on his knees and squeezed them tighter as he said.

The water droplets falling from his hair hit the back of his hand with a "clack" and rolled down again, leaving a small spot of water stain on the silk cushion of the carriage.

"In the beginning, Superintendent Zhang treated me very well. He rewarded me with a lot of property and favored me. He asked me to have a banquet with his family, and even rewarded me..."

He suddenly raised his head and glanced at Ximen Qingqing, but did not continue.

Ximen Qingqing was listening intently, but when he saw him stop, he couldn't help but say, "Continue talking, what else did he do?"

Wu Song hesitated.

Hua Rong smiled brightly, "I'm afraid it's only a woman who can make Wu Erlang so cramped. This is because the superior wants to favor the subordinates. Those things are nothing more than those things, not property, but women."

As if on purpose, he raised his head and blinked at Wu Song, "Wu Erlang is so lucky, he must have gotten a beautiful maid?"

Wu Song frowned, glared at Hua Rong, and said angrily, "Wu Song is not that kind of lustful person!"

Huarong: "Is it a beauty?"

Wu Song was stunned.

He was discouraged, and lowered his head, "I gave it away, but I didn't want it at all!"

Wu Song looked at Ximen Qingqing, "Officials, trust me."

Ximen Qingqing reluctantly opened the fan and said, "I said, are you off topic? I'm not interested in whether you two love sex or not. Let's talk about the case!"

Beauty can't compare to the case!

To be honest, in Ximen Qingqing's opinion, she is more excited to meet a case than to meet a beauty.

As Ximen Qingqing finished speaking, Hua Rong and Wu Song looked at Ximen Qingqing at the same time, with slightly aggrieved expressions.

Wu Song: "I've never cared about women."

Hua Rong nodded, "In the village, I only care about stretching my muscles every day!"

The author has something to say: Jin Shengtan: "Looking at his writing about Huarong, he is extremely literary and elegant. After passing on to Wu Song, he must be a rare person. He can be described as a coquettish and arrogant minister, a graceful Confucian general, divided into two types, and combined into two walls."

I have no resistance to the word "shuangbi".

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感谢在2020-02-2823:58:03~2020-02-2923:55:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: there are only 5 small fishes; originally there were 2 in Jiutianxi Zhongzhou;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：3553422915瓶；落落安14瓶；一叶遮10瓶；吃素的狸猫5瓶；星辰未晚2瓶；花然然1瓶；

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