Faraway Wanderers

Zhou Zishu suddenly stopped, frowned and looked at the entrances and exits extending in all directions in the crypt, and suddenly said: "There is running water in this crypt, and there is wind. It is impossible for someone to use medicine."

He dare not say that he is proficient in medicine, but the current emperor, the former crown prince has some friendship with the Southern Xinjiang witch boy who was a proton in the capital. The unheard of southern border secret medicines are all shot through him.

Zhou Zishu has never eaten pork, and has witnessed pigs running for so many years. He has never heard of anything that can make people have such an indistinguishable illusion for such a long time.

Wen Kexing nodded when he heard the words, and asked, "That's why someone trapped us here with a strange technique of dungeon armor—do you understand that thing?"

Zhou Zishu calmly said, "You mean the so-called Sanqi, Bamen, and Liujia?"

Wen Kexing was surprised and said: "Are you quite good at miscellaneous studies, have you even studied..."

I only heard Zhou Zishu continue to speak calmly: "Of course I don't understand. You said 'Qimen Dunjia'. I have only heard of these three words." He couldn't walk anyway, so he simply sat on the ground , Leaning his back against the wall, accidentally dragging the wound, his expression contorted, and he took a breath, never expecting that he would have such a miserable day being tortured by a beast, and he became more and more disliked by cats and dogs.

Wen Kexing thought that he at least knew what the "three wonders and eight gates" referred to, and felt quite intellectually superior. He also thought of Zhou Zishu's strange man who sold himself for two coins, and felt that this was superior. Feeling a little too boring.So he also sat next to him, turned his head to look at the wound on Zhou Zishu's shoulder, and gloated a bit irrelevantly, "I'll let you meddle in your own business and hold a water ghost as a chick."

Zhou Zishu closed his eyes and rested his mind, ignoring him.

Wen Kexing stood up silently, walked away for a while and came back, Zhou Zishu only felt a chill on his shoulders, opened his eyes, saw Wen Kexing holding a small handkerchief soaked in water, slowly Slowly wipe his messy wounds.

Zhou Zishu immediately dodged to the side subconsciously, but was held down by Wen Kexing's shoulder: "Don't move."

Zhou Zishu asked with a bitter face, "Where did you get this water?"

"In the river." Wen Ke walked, thought for a while, and added: "Living water, clean."

Zhou Zishu felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end. Even though he knew in his heart that the water was running water, not to mention wiping his wounds, even drinking it would make him feel better, but when he thought of the extraordinary group of people bred in that selfless water, Living things, goose bumps come and go.

Wen Kexing had sharp eyes and saw his goosebumps, so he was amused, and joked: "You are a beggar yourself, and you think other things are dirty? Come on, why are you pretending to be delicate, be honest."

Zhou Zishu knew in his heart that what he said was right, so he glanced at the handkerchief in his hand with disgust, and felt a faint fragrance coming from it, and there was a cluster of orchids embroidered on the corner, which was small but very Exquisite, with an indescribable softness and femininity. If it is for girls, the size of the handkerchief seems to be a bit large, and the pattern is too plain. If it is for men... which old man wears it Bring this stuff?

So he couldn't help but glanced at Wen Kexing, his eyes were quite strange, and there was no one else around, so Zhou Zishu bluntly teased back: "I said, man, why are you carrying the things from the girl's house? Is there something unspeakable about it?"

Wen Kexing was slowly peeling off his blood-stained clothes from the wound. Hearing this, he added some strength expressionlessly, and forcibly tore off the piece of cloth sticking to the wound. Zhou Zishu hissed, his facial features wrinkled, and then Wen Kexing said calmly and calmly, "This is a gift from Mr. Suyue, the oiran of Yangzhou City. You don't know the goods, so you can say a few words less. Save yourself from being timid."

Then he tore the gift from Mr. Su Yue into strips and tied it to Zhou Zishu's wound.

Zhou Zishu didn't know that the folk customs in the south of the Yangtze River were so open, even in the capital city by the Wangyue River that was thirty miles away, when the prodigal old emperor of the late emperor was in power, and the most extravagant, he had never heard of any place where a male oiran could be elected. , and asked without thinking.

Wen Kexing looked at him with a very sympathetic look, and asked, "Did you grow up in a paradise? Are the people in the skylight all bumpkins? Or am I guessing wrong?"

Zhou Zishu sneered and said, "When did I admit..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Kexing suddenly struck like lightning, and poked his big acupoint on his chest very lightly. If the point was somewhere else, Zhou Zishu might not be able to feel it through his clothes, but he was just in time Zhou Zishu was extremely weak, all the seven orifices and three autumn nails came out to make a fuss, and he kept trying to suppress him. Being pressed so lightly, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. ..."

I saw Wen Kexing rubbing his chin, and said with some deep meaning: "Your internal injury is very serious, but you still have such a skill right now, there is no way the skylight will let you go. But it is said that the seven orifices and three autumn nails are the most deadly Things, it’s impossible to live up to the reputation. I see that you can eat, drink, run and dance, and you are very energetic. Although you are a bit stupid, it’s not because you fell into that stupid trick. Could it be that I really Is your guess wrong?"

Zhou Zishu was dripping with sweat, and he still squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Wen...Ke Xing, I...fuck your ancestor..."

Seeing that he is no longer pretending to be full of mouthfuls, Brother Wen is the elder brother. Although Wen Kexing was scolded, he felt a sense of accomplishment inexplicably, so he said calmly: "My ancestors don't know their names. They have long since passed away. , I'm afraid it won't work. If you wash off your disguise, let me see your true face next time, if you are a beauty, I can promise you with your body."

Zhou Zishu gritted his teeth, bent his waist like a big shrimp, endured the pain, and tried his best to mobilize his inner breath to suppress the rebellious nails. Hearing him still chattering, he finally couldn't help but interrupted violently: " You fucking shut up!"

Wen Kexing just shut up, and stood by without feeling guilty.

I don't know how long it took before Zhou Zishu opened his eyes. There were still bloodshot eyes in his eyes, but others couldn't see his real face, but they also knew that it was not good-looking, and said, "It's dawn."

The Seven Orifices and Three Autumn Nails calmed down, and it was already dawn outside—the two were trapped in this weird crypt for a whole night.

Wen Kexing seemed to be less anxious than him, and nodded upon hearing the words: "It seems that the man probably brought you in on purpose, intending to trap you inside."

"You." Zhou Zishu said.

"It's clearly you, and I'm a good person." Wen Kexing was fussy.

Zhou Zishu didn't bother to pay attention to him. He stood up leaning against the earthen wall of the crypt, thinking about how to get out, only to hear Wen Kexing ask again, "Zhou Xu, are you afraid of death?"

Zhou Zishu said, "I'm afraid."

Wen Kexing looked at him in surprise.Zhou Zishu said seriously: "I haven't finished accumulating virtues yet, if I go on now, the King of Hades may not let me reincarnate in my next life."

Wen Kexing thought for a while, and said decisively: "Then you must have been a bad person before."

However, before Zhou Zishu could answer, he asked again very seriously: "If you are not a good person in the first place, and now you think of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, will it still work?"

Zhou Zishu straightened his waist and walked in one direction, and said casually, "Why doesn't it work, haven't you heard of 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately'?"

Wen Kexing hurriedly got up to follow, and said, "Where are you going?"

"Eat dog meat." Zhou Zishu said, "Now that person just trapped us here..."

"Take you." Wen Kexing corrected.

Zhou Zishu rolled his eyes, and continued: "The beast is not small, and it will be enough to eat for a few days. If not, there are still things in the river. Anyway, it won't die of hunger. No matter what the black dress is, it will definitely be eaten by then." Will come out and meet."

Wen Kexing was shocked and said: "You thought the water in the river was dirty yesterday, but today you want to eat the shellless cuckoo in the water?!"

"So you're going to starve yourself to death, and then let the shellless bastard come to eat you?" Zhou Zishu gave him a sideways look, and concluded, "Brother Wen is really a saint."

There was no light in the crypt, but fortunately Zhou Zishu was going to leave late at night, he had several firefoils on his body, and there was also a small night pearl that robbed the rich and helped the poor, although it was extremely small, it could only emit a little light, which was enough for two people to see. Trying to see things, half of his side face was reflected by the twilight of the night pearl, just as Wen Kexing couldn't see his unappetizing face and facial features clearly, only a pair of extremely bright eyes looked at him sideways , with an indescribable playfulness.

That look was quite familiar.

Wen Kexing thought for a while, but he didn't remember which beauty he had seen such a look on, so he didn't answer for a while.

The two fell silent, and Zhou Zishu's ears caught a light breath that was different from himself and Wen Kexing at that moment, and he smiled silently—as expected, someone could not sink Hold on.

Then he stopped by the river, bent down, first washed his hands with the water in the river, then grabbed a monster that was trying to sneak attack by the neck, lifted it up, and laid it on the ground fiercely, the monster didn't say a word After uttering a word, he broke his neck and died. Zhou Zishu picked up a little water and drank it slowly.

Wen Kexing was also an unscrupulous bachelor at first, so he glanced at him thoughtfully, picked up the monster's corpse with his toes, kicked it aside, followed his example, and drank a few sips of river water to moisten his throat.

At this moment, a gust of wind hit his back. As if Wen Kexing had expected it, he stepped away calmly, and a steel knife scraped the corner of his clothes and entered the water with a "boom" sound. , Zhou Zishu laughed loudly, and watched the fun with his hands up: "Look, Brother Wen, I said it was for you, right? The person who provoked him is so desperate to kill you, you must not be a good person .”

There were steel knives shooting out from all corners of the crypt, and those steel knives temporarily ignored Zhou Zishu, and went straight to Wen Kexing, almost intertwined into a storm of swords and swords—Wen Kexing didn't look embarrassed, his lightness kung fu actually He was even smarter than Zhou Zishu imagined.

I just cursed in my heart - this man surnamed Zhou had to get revenge even if he said a word.

Wen Kexing raised his hand and swung a steel knife flying, the blade brushed against Zhou Zishu's trouser leg and nailed it to the ground, and said, "I don't want to save you, Miss Zhou, is this how you accumulate virtue and do good deeds?"