Faraway Wanderers

Wen Kexing was obviously more interested in him than in the hanging ghost, and when he turned around and saw him leaving, he immediately wanted to catch up.Who would have thought that the person who was clearly in front of him just now seemed to sway out of thin air, and then disappeared. Wen Kexing stopped in his tracks, his eyes swept across the vast crowd.

Zhou Zishu was like a drop of water that got into the sea, and disappeared in a flash.Wen Kexing was a little confused, narrowed his eyes, and unwillingly scanned in the direction of his disappearance, and found that the person was real, just disappeared from his eyes in such a big way.

At that moment, a little inhumane emotion suddenly appeared in his heart, as if something was out of control, and a little unexplained anger sprouted.

It turned out that this person could disappear at any time - even if Wen Kexing had guessed his identity and his thoughts, he could still disappear at any time - as long as he wanted.

He fell out of the net of the skylight, the most cunning fish in the world.

Zhou Zishu threw away Wen Kexing, but went to a bank instead.

In Dongting and even in the south of the Yangtze River, the most famous Yinzhuang has a very plain name called "Pingan Yinzhuang". The business is quite prosperous, but it is not too noticeable. I have never thought of intervening in the business of other places.It seems that the master's family doesn't have too much ambition, but just settles in this corner where the grass grows and the warblers fly.

Zhou Zishu looked up at the signboard of Yinzhuang, pushed the door open, and someone inside immediately shouted: "Guest officer, please--do you want to cash the bank note or..."

Zhou Zishu skipped over the guy, went directly to the shopkeeper, smiled lowly, and said softly: "I want to ask your boss Song Da to help with something, please contact a manager for me."

The shopkeeper was startled, raised his head and looked at Zhou Zishu for a while, before asking cautiously, "Who are you?"

Zhou Zishu lowered his voice: "I'm an old friend of your seventh master, surnamed Zhou."

As soon as the word "Qi Ye" was uttered, the face of the shopkeeper changed immediately, he was awed, walked out hurriedly, led him to sit down, and asked the waiter to serve tea, but he stood aside, respectfully said: : "Please, please, the villain will immediately send a message to the head of the Song Dynasty, but the head of the Song Dynasty may not be in Dongting at the moment. Look... can you wait for a few days?"

Zhou Zishu nodded and said, "Not busy, you can sit too."

He politely let the shopkeeper go, but the shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hands in fear, and then asked: "Master Zhou, do you want to discuss your matter with the big boss in person, or let the villain handle it first?"

Zhou Zishu thought for a while and asked, "I don't have any important matters, but I don't know if the shopkeeper has heard of the item 'Liu Li Jia'?"

The shopkeeper of Yinzhuang was stunned for a moment: "This... the villain has heard a little bit. What Master Zhou said, could it be the glazed armor made of five pieces of broken glaze?"

Zhou Zishu nodded: "Exactly."

The shopkeeper of Yinzhuang thought for a moment, spread out a piece of paper, wrote down the words "Liu Li Jia", and said: "The villain knows a little bit, but I'm afraid I don't know the details. There are also some channels that can find it for you.”

Zhou Zishu looked at him, and saw that the shopkeeper was only 40 to [-] years old, with a shrewd face, impeccable speech, slow speech speed, and he had to think twice before speaking. He really was a group of old and young foxes under the hands of the elite.He didn't know how powerful that old friend would be here after leaving the capital for so many years. Now it seems that it is not just as simple as Yinzhuang.

He drank a cup of tea and left.Unexpectedly, the former leader of the skylight had to rely on others to collect information, and even more unexpected that in order to save the life of that bastard Zhang Chengling, he would actually beg on that person one day-but then again, Zhou Zishu himself couldn't figure it out. I just met him by chance, so what does his life have to do with me?

Simply busy.

But in a person's life, there are always a few times, there are always some people and some things, which make people know that it is not good, but they can't help but meddle in their own business.Zhou Zishu thought, maybe it's fate?Otherwise, how could such a large area in the south of the Yangtze River cause him to meet that little thing?

He wandered around on the street, basking in the sun with nothing to do, enjoying the scenery of Dongting, until the sun was in the west, he went to a restaurant contentedly, ordered a pot of wine, a few small dishes, I thought to myself that this is really a good day, he seems to have never had such a good life in his life-either he is exhausted, or he is planning to make others exhausted.

There was a little girl next to her playing a piano and singing a tune. Her person was graceful and her voice was graceful. No matter how beautiful she looked, it was just a song, and everyone upstairs and downstairs kept applauding. Zhou Zishu felt pleasing to the eye when she looked at her, so she was generous. Fangdi took out an ingot of silver and put it on her plate. The little girl was taken aback for a moment, then she lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled at him. She blessed him and thanked him softly. Zhou Zishu felt better.

Suddenly, a person sat down on the opposite seat, and the person came and said plainly, "I'm here to ask you to buy me a drink."

Zhou Zishu's heart tightened - this is the arrival of the creditor.

Ye Baiyi was not polite at all. In his opinion, eating and drinking was something mundane that he wanted to reward. Since he rewarded him, it should be because the other party was sincere and fearful. The waiter in the shop clattered and reported the names of a bunch of dishes, and calmly said to Zhou Zishu, "You can eat whatever you want, don't be restrained."

Zhou Zishu looked at him strangely, and thought to himself, which eye of yours can see that I am reserved?

He had some doubts that this descendant of the ancient monk was deliberately blackmailing him. As far as the things he ordered just now, let alone two people, I am afraid that it would be enough to feed two pigs.

Ye Baiyi saw that he didn't intend to add more food, so he suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, you have an injury, and your appetite will definitely not be very good. But I advise you to eat more when you can. too much."

Zhou Zishu's eyes became even more strange, and he thought to himself that if this thing was not a descendant of the ancient monk, it would be too much to be beaten with a sandbag all day long.

Just at that moment, another man walked up to them loudly, pulled a chair and sat down uninvited, looked at Ye Baiyi with a half-smile, and said, "Ah Xu, I said, what are you doing today?" He disappeared all afternoon without saying hello, dare you...is there someone else?"

Zhou Zishu's good mood that lit up the little girl's smile disappeared immediately, thinking in his heart, should he stand up directly, and leave with the words "I'm leaving, both of you."Wen Kexing turned his head around, and for some reason, he actually asked with gritted teeth: "Who is he?"

"He is..." Zhou Zishu was just about to say that he was just a friend he met by chance, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt very unclear, so he didn't understand what he was doing to explain this to him, so he paused with a strange expression on his face.

Ye Baiyi nodded to Wen Kexing generously, and said, "My name is Ye Baiyi."

Wen Kexing turned his head away with a half-smile, and was about to speak, when Ye Baiyi said calmly, "I know you, you were the one who burned down that Zhang family's child's house that day."

Zhou Zishu's hand holding the wine glass stopped in mid-air, and the smile on Wen Kexing's face disappeared in an instant.He stared at Ye Baiyi with a pair of eyes, as if staring at a dead object, and slowly gathered some kind of indescribable...deep and cold killing intent.

Zhou Zishu shivered and frowned.

It happened that the waiter from the store came up with the dishes, excited by his murderous intent, his hands trembled in fright, and the plate was about to fall. In the blink of an eye, the waiter felt a white shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and the dishes that almost fell did not know why. It landed firmly in the hands of the young man in white without even spilling a drop of vegetable soup.

Even with Zhou Zishu's eyesight, he couldn't fully see his movements.

Ye Baiyi is such a master?If he is the descendant of the ancient monk, then the legendary ancient monk of Changming Mountain...

A little cold sweat broke out on Zhou Zishu's back, and he realized that Tianchuang's estimation of the mysterious ancient monk was not accurate.

Wen Kexing's pupils shrank for a moment, and although his face was calm, he calmly withdrew the evil spirit and looked at the young man in white—he has... 25 six?No, I'm afraid it's just the appearance of tenderness, the real age is definitely more than that, or, around thirty?It's not like...

This person gave him the feeling just like his name, it was blank, when he sat there, he was like a dummy when he was not talking or moving, making it difficult for people to feel his emotional fluctuations, and it was difficult to use himself. His emotions affect him, like sitting next to each other, but living in two different worlds.

Ye Baiyi didn't seem to notice the fierce reaction of the other two people because of his own words, and they just ate their food in suspense.As the meals were served one by one, the expressions of Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing became distorted to a certain extent——

This descendant of the ancient monk is simply a peerless idiot!

He stuffed things into his mouth very quickly, although he was not rude, but his turbulent posture was absolutely as if he had never eaten anything in eight lifetimes, chopsticks were flying like flying, and the place where the chopsticks passed was like locusts passing through, leaving no room for the enemy. A piece of food, Zhou Zishu, who was not hungry at first, and Wen Kexing, who was obviously not in the mood to eat, under his leadership, couldn't help picking up chopsticks, wanting to taste what delicacies this restaurant makes.

Ye Baiyi didn't put down his chopsticks until the table was littered with cups and plates, and the battle was horrific. Ye Baiyi wiped his mouth contentedly. The corners of his mouth curled into an inconspicuous smile, and he said to Zhou Zishu: " thanks for treatment."

After speaking, he didn't say anything else, just stood up and left.

Zhou Zishu suddenly felt that the ancient monk of Changming Mountain was someone who could afford such a foodie!

Wen Kexing suddenly said: "What he said just now... I didn't mean to..."

His voice stopped, as if he was slightly confused, he didn't know why he suddenly said this, his chest seemed a little stuffy, he quickly raised his eyes to look at Zhou Zishu, lowered his eyes again, smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and recovered The usual look: "Is this the descendant of the ancient monk? I think he looks like a white-skinned locust."

Zhou Zishu picked up the jug and poured himself a little wine from the bottom of the jug, but he didn't bother with the topic of setting fire.

Of course he knew that if Wen Kexing wanted to kill Zhang Chengling, it would be the same as crushing an ant to death. He would definitely not set fire to it with great fanfare, and he would even pick a person to go there when he was not around, so it is better to say that he has no malice. He knew something, and went to put a warning in advance.

The question is, how did Ye Baiyi know?

But he suddenly thought of something else... Zhou Zishu put his hand into his bosom, his expression suddenly brightened, he raised his head and asked, "Well...do you have enough money?"

Wen Kexing looked at him in blank dismay.

【Volume [-] After You Sing, I Come On Stage】