Proudly follow your heart

"What do you want to pay for my pear blossom stuffing?" Jun Zhanran slightly closed his eyes facing the sunlight, whether it was curiosity or pure ridicule.

The sun was scorching outside, and the light from Nangong Cang Ao's back wrapped him in a golden light, and he didn't hide his smile, "If you can't pay, I can only invite you a few more times, as long as you follow me into the city."

Nangong Cangao apologized in public, which was considered to have given Wulou a lot of face, and Luo Qian and Xiao Hu's faces turned slightly pale.

You must know that if the trouble continues, the farce in front of the city gate is likely to make Jun Zhanran unhappy, and the result of angering the owner of Wulou, even if he is not punished by those ghost hands, he just refuses the invitation and goes back home , is enough for Taiwei Xu to have a headache.

Xu Donglin was anxious, Yingshuai once said that Jun Zhanran knew the whereabouts of Xueyu Linglong, but now that she is right in front of him, where is Xueyu Linglong?Hastily stepped forward, "It's my subordinates who have misunderstood and offended Lord Jun, but hoped that Lord Lord Jun will be happy. This matter is of great importance, and Lord Lord Jun is still needed to help."

In order to find the blood jade Linglong as soon as possible, Xu Donglin also threw down his face and bowed his hands to invite him. The famous Yingshuai got off his horse and apologized in person. How could he not express it?What's more, the other party is the landlord of Wulou, the famous ghost hand, and he is not too embarrassed.

"And you, you, you... all of you! How dare you disrespect Jun Lord, kneel down!" Pointing at the city guard and a few soldiers who did the work, Xu Donglin punished them in public to express his apology. Zhanran helped to retrieve the blood jade Linglong, he was willing to do anything, not to mention just disposing of a few subordinates.

The scorching sun was so hot that the city guards and soldiers who had just started their actions knelt in front of the city gate. Although no one took action to punish them, it was enough to make them feel uncomfortable just to have the scorching sun on their heads and being surrounded by troublemakers.

Many people stopped in front of the city gate to watch the excitement, but Jun Zhanran never said anything, and took a cup of tea from his hand without haste, "This is Shanghao Baixi, a good tea from Linnan—"

Raising the glass, the slender fingers held the tea cup and handed it over, unexpectedly inviting Nangong Cang Ao to drink tea.

The first time I drink tea, there is poison in the tea, the second time I drink tea, there is an antidote in the tea, and the third time, what will be in it?Or nothing but a good cup of tea?Nangong Cang Ao took it with great interest, met Jun Zhanran's unpredictable eyes, and brought the tea to his mouth.

"In order to invite you, Lord Lord, even if it is intestinal poison, you have to drink it, let alone a cup of tea." After taking a sip and savoring carefully, Nangong Cang Ao praised, "I've already drunk the tea, why don't you drink it?" Shall I buy you a drink?"

He knew that he would not do anything to him, so he drank the tea so boldly. Jun Zhanran changed his mind and admired Nangong Cangao's courage and eyesight, so he stopped embarrassing him, "I want to drink, You can't drink at the gate of this city, and it would be a shame to be with the corpse."

Pointing at the dead body by the city gate with the folding fan in his hand, Jun Zhanran reminded everyone that they came here for that corpse.

Nangong Cangao took a look at the people in the carriage, and felt that Jun Zhanran's behavior style was surprising. Xu Donglin also took a look at the people in the carriage, but felt a little strange.

Although Yingshuai has made friends all over the world, some of them are only warm on the surface, but the owner of Wulou has only known him for a few days, and he can make Nangong Cangao look at him so differently.

Hearing their landlord's words, Luo Qian and Xiao Hu stopped interjecting and moved out of the way. After hearing the situation, Nangong Cang Ao didn't let anyone move the body away, but let his subordinate Wen Rufeng take a good look at it, "Crazy, come here!" .”

With a wave of his hand, Wen Rufeng stepped forward from the crowd. Although he is lecherous, he is flirtatious but not obscene. He gets mixed up in the thick of makeup and knows everything about women's clothing and even rouge and gouache. He may be better than some girls. Know which house has good phoenix hairpins and where the rouge is fragrant.

The corpse was under the sunlight, the bloody face was scarlet and dazzling, Wen Rufeng smiled wryly as soon as he stepped forward, "Leader, she has no face..."

Without a face, how to look at rouge, how to look at gouache?How to judge identity based on clues and find clues?Wen Rufeng encountered a problem.

"It's troublesome, it's a troubled time, and this trouble has happened again, bad, really bad!" Behind Xu Donglin was the city lord of Chixia City, who came out of this strange female corpse at his own city gate. bad.

The corpse is right in front of the city gate, blocking the way. It is easy to move her away, but as long as the corpse is moved, some clues may be lost. No one dares to do it without Nangong Cangao speaking. After delaying the time to go out of the city, standing under the sun for a long time, I finally couldn't help complaining.

"If you lose your face, you can't know who she is, leader, look at this..." Wen Rufeng asked for their boss's meaning, but Nangong Cang Ao didn't listen to him, but looked at the other side.

The four carriages were still parked outside the city gate, and there was already a long line behind them, all of them were people who wanted to enter the city. The carriages in Wulou were not luxurious, but they were full of luxury, which was very conspicuous there. , the carriage that Jun Zhanran was riding in had already lowered the door curtain, Luo Qian and Xiao Hu stood in front of their respective carriages as if nothing had happened, and they just ignored all kinds of eyes.

The landlord who has been serving them for a long time will practice this skill, because Jun Zhanran is often alone in the study, staying for a whole day, they can only wait outside the door, waiting for their landlord's order, this standing skill is natural Great, but this time, Jun Zhanran didn't speak, but there was a gaze that made them a little unsteady.

Compared with the scorching sun, Xiao Hu and Luo Qian followed their eyes, and Ying Shuai Nangong Cang Ao was sizing them up. He swept them away and turned to a carriage.

The carriage had been parked there for a long time, and the people inside had been silent for a long time, maybe they were pouring their own drinks, maybe they were taking a nap with their eyes closed, Jun Zhanran was quite patient with the waiting.

A loud laugh suddenly broke through the buzzing noise, as if it sounded in my ear, "Zhanran, I haven't drunk the wine yet, and I need your help here. I wonder if you can help?"

He called his name again, when did they become so familiar, Jun Zhanran replied in the car: "I haven't drunk the wine yet, and you want me to help you, when did you become so short of manpower? Could it be that I am your subordinate?" No?"

"You have forgotten, I regard you as a friend." As if this was the best answer, Nangong Cang Ao slowly approached, and this sentence of friends became full of enthusiasm under the radiance of the scorching sun, "Friends help each other, don't they?" Isn't it a matter of course?"

This time he didn't open the curtain of the car, but leaned against the window, asked each other through the curtain, and his voice came through the thin curtain with a smile. Jun Zhanran didn't expect Nangong Cangao to be like this Almost a rascal tone.

Isn't it natural for friends to help each other?

Slightly closing his eyes, he answered through the curtain in the car, "You want me to look at the skeleton and reproduce the face of the dead?"

"Really can it be done?!" Xu Donglin and the Lord of Chixia City listened for a long time, and when they heard this sentence, they cried out in surprise, and the rest of the surrounding people and soldiers also commented in amazement.

That bloody face has long lost its nose and mouth, and even the eyeballs have been gouged out. It is beyond recognition. Such a tragic situation, can it really reproduce its former appearance?Even the city guard who was punished while kneeling on the ground couldn't help secretly marveling and couldn't believe it.

"If you can't, how can you be a ghost hand?" Knowing Jun Zhanran's ability very well, Nangong Cangao replied leisurely, as if he didn't doubt that the people in the car could do this at all.

"It's getting late. If you can't pass through here at noon, I will be in trouble, so I will help you." The door curtain was finally lifted from the inside, and a shadow was folded out of the light blue silk. In the shadow, only A pair of well-proportioned hands, perhaps seldom exposed to the sun, the hands are very white, white and strong, when he lifts the curtain of the car, the person inside orders lightly, "Xiao Hu, fetch my things."

Xiao Hu took the order and immediately went to a carriage behind and took down a wooden box. There was no one else in the carriage except the driver. Things that might be used on the road are neatly placed in it, and this carriage is only used to carry sundries.

The wooden box is very delicate, there is no lock on the top, and it is also made of copper wood. It seems that it has been used for many years, and every corner has been smoothed, and the four sides are neat. Xiao Hu slowly opened it, took out the pen and ink, and prepared the special paper.

It is the paper made by Wulou, thin and flexible, it will not rot for a long time, and it will not rot when it is wet. The moon-white paper exudes a faint brilliance. , the desk table is ready, how will the person depicted reproduce the face of the deceased?Is it possible to draw a picture from such a long distance?

What happened next was not what they expected. They saw a few servants getting off from another carriage, and they spread out a pure white plush carpet, extending along the city gate all the way to the corpse outside the gate. After setting up the wheelchair, he carefully got into the carriage and carried the people out of the carriage.

The master of Wulou, whom many people looked around but failed to see, finally appeared in front of everyone. Those who knew him and those who didn’t, all looked at the man who came out of the carriage with his legs hidden under the hem of his clothes. Putting effort into it, the upper body is still straight, and the style of the light blue long dress is not complicated, but it is extremely elegant. If you want to look closely, just the patterns embroidered on the sleeves and the front of the skirt are astonishing.

He was carried out like this, without making people feel weak, his face was sharp and angular, his brows were serious, and wherever his gaze swept, the people he glanced at would feel a rare nobility.

A crippled person actually has such a noble aura, and even makes people feel elegant. Many people were stunned. Xu Donglin only heard his name but never saw him. At this moment, he couldn't help but muttered to himself, "So This is Ghost Hand Wushuang, Lord Zhanran of Wulou Tower."

Nangong Cang Ao nodded slightly, his black eagle eyes deepened with a smile, "This is Jun Zhanran."