Dressed as Tang Bohu

At two o'clock in the unitary hour, Fu Xin straddled a long bench in a winery outside Chongwenmen, holding a tea bowl in one hand and resting his other arm on the table. sound.

This wine shop is not big, a large shed is set up with a few poles, and the setting sun is warm.

Fu Xin had been waiting here for more than half an hour, feeling extremely anxious.Maybe nothing can be seen on the surface, but the tip of his right finger that was placed on the table has been punctured by countless fine sawdust, gradually stained with blood red color.

The young man dressed as the second child couldn't stand it any longer, and tried to persuade him: "Master, then Tang Yin must be too timid to come, let's go back? Your hands are bleeding..."

Fu Xin turned his face and smiled at him, then raised his hand and slapped him!

He still had wooden spikes on his fingertips, but this slap didn't stay strong at all, and the boy staggered a step.While the boy's face was scratched by wooden thorns, more wooden thorns were deeply embedded in Fu Xin's fingertips.

"Noisy, don't forget who you are now!"

Seeing the terrified gaze of the young man, Fu Xin withdrew his hand indifferently, and looked again at the sandy road leading to Chongwenmen outside the winery.

Apart from Fu Xin, there were two other tables of people sitting in the shed, who looked like coachmen and travelers resting here.But seeing this scene, these people were not moved in the slightest, they just glanced occasionally at the young man covering half of his face, with a bit of sympathy and habit in their eyes.

The young man came to his senses, covered his face and backed away again and again, apologizing: "It's a small mistake, don't get angry, guest officer."

Fu Xin waved his hands, looked at the carriage approaching from the end of the road, and leaned forward slightly.

He watched the carriage stop slowly on the side of the road a hundred meters away from the winery, and a man in black jumped out of it.The man got out of the car and did not leave immediately, but turned around and held out his hand to help a young man in a frosty white Confucian shirt.

Fu Xin's eyes lit up, and he stood up from the bench abruptly, and even the atmosphere in the winery was awe-inspiring following his movements.

"Tang Jieyuan, you made me wait so long!" Fu Xin complained loudly, but with a smile on his face, he took a few steps towards that side and stood still outside the shed.

Two figures a hundred meters away walked slowly against the setting sun, but the closer they got, Fu Xin noticed something was wrong.

I saw the young man in white with his hands behind his back. Although he tried his best to put on a free and easy posture, he couldn't hide his shrinking steps.He looked as if he was ready to retreat at any time, but he had no choice but to move forward because of the presence of the man in black behind him.

When he got closer, Fu Xin, who finally recognized the man, frowned, his original smile darkened instantly, and asked, "Where's Tang Yin?"

"My young master spent too much energy in the palace examination today, and he was a little tired, so he asked the two of us to apologize to Fu Bianxiu. It also happened that Mr. Lin Zhuo came to say hello to you. He said that you haven't seen each other for half a month. I miss you." Heisha said while carefully observing the changes in Fu Xin's expression according to Tang Ziwei's instructions.

Seeing the corner of Fu Xin's mouth twitching, he glanced at the pale-faced Lin Zhuo suspiciously, and said, "Then Tang Jieyuan guessed wrong, I don't know this person well, let you come to tell me what to say, what's more It is unnecessary."

"I said earlier that as long as Tang Jieyuan comes to see me, I will naturally tell everything I know. But in other words, no one except Tang Yin, no matter who they are, will never get any news from me."

Fu Xin looked at Heisha with fiery eyes and said, "Now tell me, is Tang Yin really not here?"

"It's a pity." Heisha shook his head.

"Indeed." Fu Xin nodded.Although he had already guessed that Tang Ziwei could not have guessed that this was a game, but he had some expectations after all.Now that Tang Ziwei really didn't show up, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

He turned his hands away and made a quick gesture behind him.In the next second, the people at the two tables behind stood up all at once, their respective hands grasping the handle of the knife in an instant, and rushed over quickly to surround Heisha and Lin Zhuo.

However, they were quick, and Heisha's reaction was even faster.

I saw his ghostly figure, and he walked around behind Fu Xin in an instant, and gently pushed Fu Xin's back with two sinful palms—the latter staggered suddenly, and Lin Zhuo grabbed his wrist violently by the hard-hearted Lin Zhuo. After rewinding the rope a few times, dragging Fu Xin, he ran away!

"Run! I'll hold them back!" Heisha turned his head and yelled at Lin Zhuo, turned his head to look at the seven or eight strong men, and deliberately lowered his voice and said viciously:

"Your lord took advantage of Mr. Lin's sincere heart, and caused him to be imprisoned half a month ago, and the ten-year cold window was ruined! I advise you not to get involved and hinder Mr. Lin from doing things. Otherwise, I will never forgive him lightly!"

The few people looked at each other, and one of them gave a piss, and said, "You? You're a fart! Go to hell with your Mr. Lin!"

Seeing Lin Zhuo dragging Fu Xin to the carriage, those men dressed as travelers stopped talking and rushed forward together!

Heisha fixed his eyes on the man who scolded him, pretended to be fooled, punched the man a few times, and then fell down in response to the force of a man hitting him in the abdomen.

Even when he fell down, he still didn't forget to press the man under his body, as if he wanted to die to leave one behind.

"Hiss—you go first, I'll deal with him!" The man and Heisha fought on the ground, and the rest of them saw that Heisha seemed to have no strength left, so they nodded slightly, and turned around to chase after Fu Xin and Lin Zhuo.

Heisha half-lyed on the ground, seeing them chasing after him, there was a smile in his eyes.But before he had time to be more proud, an old fist hit him hard on the side of the face!

Heisha grinned, punched back with his backhand, and cursed: "You still dare to hit me! I tell you, Young Master Lin will kill you all to relieve the hatred in his heart!"

The big man was so furious that he fought Heisha even harder.

In the wine shop, a young man dressed as a sophomore hides behind the table, taking a panoramic view of everything...

On the other side, Lin Zhuo tried his best to drag Fu Xin towards the carriage.

Fu Xin's hands were entangled with the hemp rope in Lin Zhuo's hands, and they were rubbed red.While he was being dragged, a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in his hand at some point in his struggle.

Lin Zhuo was completely unaware of the danger of the person he was holding, until when he pushed the person onto the carriage, he suddenly felt the hemp rope loosen in his hand.Lin Zhuo raised his eyes, and saw a dazzling white light passing close by, bringing a cool wind.

He felt a little dazed for a moment, until Fu Xin was dragged away by the other hand protruding from the curtain of the carriage, and he saw the knife in Fu Xin's hand and his face full of murderous intent, the cold sweat on Lin Zhuo's back broke down. All of them rushed out in an instant.

"Brother Tang..." Lin Zhuo swallowed.

Tang Ziwei lifted the curtain of the car with his slender fingers, smiled at Lin Zhuo, and said, "Don't panic, you've done a good job. I've prepared some money for you and stored it in the inn where we first lived in the west city. He took it away by himself. After that, we will settle the matter."

Lin Zhuo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.But he glanced at the people who were already chasing this way, with a look of fear and nervousness in his eyes, said "Thank you," and left in a hurry.