different paths

The woman with only inch strands was lying crookedly on the ground, Yan Qixiang flicked his hand from her shoulders, and a large robe gently covered her body.As for Yan Qixiang's upper body, except for a series of ambiguous traces, there is nothing covering her body.Facing the uninvited guest, he was naked in a majestic manner, and showed a happy smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and said to the other party: "This shy little brother, you are finally willing to show your face."

Jia Wukai blocked his eyes with one hand: "If you have something to say, put on your clothes first!"

Yan Qixiang laughed loudly, with a flirtatious look in his eyes: "There are many people in this world who want me to take off my clothes and let me put them on. I'm afraid you are the first one." After finishing speaking, he Shi Shiran walked to the woman on the ground , leaned over and picked her up, and put her on the bed very gently, then pulled the colorful tent and draped it over her body, revealing a bit of Japanese feather weaving.

"Little brother, haven't you asked for your name yet?" Yan Qixiang sat back at the table and looked at Jia Wu with a pair of smiling eyes.

Jia Wuhai sat down lazily, and pointed to his own face: "This face, and the face of the lord on the reward notice, both have only one name——Jia Wuzhen."

When Yan Qixiang heard it, he immediately understood: "It turns out that the face under my name on the bulletin board is Your Excellency, I'm sorry and disrespectful." He said this not only without sincerity, but even a bit teasing.

"Jia Wuyu..." Yan Qixiang chewed the name several times, then looked at Jia Wuyu and said, "Little brother tends to be shy, probably because the name is too obscure."

Just as Jia Wuchai was about to refute, he heard him say in a very annoying tone: "If you want me to say, the little brother should be called really slippery, wouldn't it be refreshing?" Little slick, it sounds very interesting."

Jia Wuchai didn't get angry when he heard it, and said leisurely: "I think, the ugly flower picker sounds more interesting than the slick ones." The words are also very clear.Sure enough, when Yan Qixiang heard these words, her expression became less pretty.

"Little slicker, I haven't blamed you for making my image ugly, but you brought it up first." Yan Qixiang took a sip of his wine, then sighed softly, "Bitter—"

"What bitterness?" Jia Wuchai was immediately distracted, looking at the wine glass, "Could it be that this wine is bitter?"

"Life is hard, taste all the bitterness, even the best wine can only taste bitter." Yan Qixiang sighed several times, "Bitter, bitter..."

"Why are you so miserable? Picking flowers in my face, I'm the one who suffers the most." Jia Wukai interrupted him angrily.

Hearing what he said, Yan Qixiang's expression changed several times, and she looked straight at him: "Didn't you use my name to do that thing of stealing incense and jade?"

Jia Wujue waved his hands with disgust on his face: "Why am I interested in such troublesome things?"

"Oh——" Yan Qixiang looked him up and down, and said meaningfully, "I said, why are you so shy, you little cunning, so you are still a boy."

"Stop talking nonsense." Jia Wujue hurriedly interrupted him, yelling, "You didn't do it, why did you go to Jubao Bank last night?"

Yan Qixiang gave a "tsk" sound: "I said you were shy, but you still don't want to admit it, forget it, forget it, the boy is thin-skinned and can't take jokes. I went to Jubao Bank just to ask the young lady how she did it. Knowing the name of the flower picker, how did you get to see his real face." He touched his chin and continued, "I thought at the time that the perpetrator acted under a false name because he didn't want to show his true identity, but Qian Zhuang Da Miss saw his face again, which is inconsistent with both emotion and reason. But according to what you said today, the perpetrator dared to show his face openly, I am afraid he was using a mask to disguise himself."

A fake name, a fake face, connected the two people who were inseparable from each other.Even if Jia Wuzhen was unwilling to cooperate with the frivolous little boy, in order to find out the truth, he had no choice but to restrain himself and join hands with Yan Qixiang for the time being.The two of them went to Fucheng many times during the day to inquire, but apart from the information known in the reward announcement, they couldn't inquire about any other information at all.Due to the haunting, Jubao Bank sent many more guards, and it was difficult to infiltrate to inquire again for a while.

The setting sun was pulsed, and the sky was full of red clouds. Seeing that this day was about to return in vain, a string of silver bell-like laughter attracted the attention of the two of them.The two followed the sound and saw a group of women in fine clothes coming out of a shop, with the maids behind them carrying packages of all sizes.It can be seen that these women must come from rich families, and their spending is quite generous.The three big characters "Hongfenzhai" were written on the shop's facade. Jia Wujue felt familiar, and suddenly thought of the conversation he overheard that night.

He said to Yan Qixiang: "That day I overheard the conversation between Hao Youcai and his concubine, and that concubine seems to often go to this Red Fen Zhai." As he spoke, he raised his chin in the direction of the group of women.

Yan Qixiang held a folding fan in her hand. Hearing this sentence, the fan surface opened "swipely", and the paper fan shook slightly, making her look even more personable: "So, I will come when I go."

Jia Wujue saw Yan Qixiang approaching the group of women with a suave manner, and he said a few words with a smile, which caused the rich ladies to cover their mouths and smile coquettishly, and they got closer and closer to him.After a while, Yan Qixiang came back with a smile on his face, waving his folding fan.

Seeing his affectionate look, Jia Wuchai rolled his eyes and said, "Put this expression away quickly, I'm afraid that a group of wild cats will be attracted and meow around you."

"Little slick, what do you know? This is also a skill. It looks easy, but it is difficult to learn the essence." Yan Qixiang said, blinking his affectionate eyes at Jia Wukai, "But if you want to learn, I will I would like to teach you a lesson."

Jia Wujue respectfully thanked Bumin and said: "I'm a blunt talent, so I don't need to bother you. Seeing that your skill is perfect, you must have got some useful clues?"

"Naturally." Yan Qixiang smiled complacently, "The aunt of Qianzhuang once complained to them that the flower picker was just picking flowers, and left behind a weird mask, like a witch. It made Hao Youcai suspicious, I spent money to invite many mages to do it."

"Mask?" Jia Wukai suddenly flashed the thing he saw in the top drawer of the iron box that night, could it be that?

His questions were quickly answered.

The bulletin board at the gate of Yuncheng is covered with government documents, large and small. Except for the amount of rewards offered, the content is almost the same——

A high reward was offered for Yan Qixiang, the flower picker, and two portraits related to the flower picker were attached.One is the mask he wore when he committed the crime, and the other is his face after taking off the mask, the face that Jia Wuhai is very familiar with.