Faraway Wanderers

The shade of the green trees never dries up in four seasons, they are scorching and flourishing, and the birds walk through them.The continuous mountains are like the back of a beautiful woman, undulating and endless.

This is Southern Xinjiang.

Under an ancient tree that is hundreds of years old, there is a small table. A ten-year-old boy from southern Xinjiang is sitting there doing his homework. He is young, but he is full of determination. He didn't raise his head for a long time, as if nothing could disturb him.

There was a reclining chair beside the small table, on which a man closed his eyes and rested his mind, but he was dressed as a Central Plains man, with wide sleeves and a long robe, and an old open book on his lap.

There was a little mink under the man's feet. No one paid attention to it, so it chased its own tail very boringly.

At this time, a warrior from southern Xinjiang walked in quickly with a letter in his hand. Seeing this, he couldn't help but lighten his steps and waited silently.

Hearing the sound, the man on the reclining chair opened his eyes. He was about 25 or [-] years old. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes that always carried a little smile. After looking around, he turned out to be a peerless and beautiful person. Xiao Diao dexterously jumped into his arms. , climbed onto his shoulders, and swept his chin with his tail.

The samurai handed over the letter respectfully, and said, "Qi Ye, it's a letter from Chief Steward Song."

Qi Ye responded, took it lazily, and opened it with some lack of interest, but after only halfway through it, he straightened up, his eyes cleared, and said, "It's him?"

Xiao Diao felt that the letter paper was dangling in front of his eyes, so he dishonestly stretched out his claws to grab it, but Qi Ye grabbed his neck and threw it lightly onto the boy's desk beside him.

Only then did the boy raise his head: "Father, who is it?"

Qi Ye didn't answer directly, stood up, took two steps on the spot, slowly folded the letter paper, and said in a rambling manner: "Luta, I told you last time that the general trend of the world, the long-term must be united, Do you remember the principle of long-term unity and division?"

The young Luta seemed to be quite used to his father's habit of rambling before he talked about the main points, so he continued cooperatively: "Father said this is like sitting down after standing for a long time, and nails growing on the buttocks after sitting for a long time. Same, it doesn’t make any sense, it’s just that people live and have to struggle.”

A satisfied smile appeared on Qi Ye's face, and he said to the foggy southern Xinjiang warrior: "Aga Lai, go find your great witch for me, and ask him if he thinks this sentence is very reasonable."

The warrior Ajialai looked at him dully and asked, "Huh?"

Qi Ye was about to speak, only to hear a chuckle from a person, and said slowly: "Why are you so busy, do you want to make something happen?"

The person who came was dressed in black and held a scepter in his hand. The scepter was also black and inconspicuous. When Ajialai saw it, he quickly lowered his head and said, "Great witch."

The big witch gave a "hmm", waved his hands and said, "Go and do your work—Beiyuan, don't bully kind people all the time."

Qi Ye handed him the folded letter, and said with a smile: "Guess who visited my shop, this is a rare visitor."

The big witch was not very interested, but he also took it, just snorted and said, "It's fine if it's not the Emperor of Daqing...Huh? It's the owner of Zhou Zhuang?"

Qiye showed a malicious smile on his face: "Little poison, let's go to the Central Plains, shall we? The old friend has something to do, so it's natural that we should do something about it, right?"

The big witch looked at his appearance of fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and said nothing, but he felt silently in his heart that this person clearly wanted to go to watch the fun, and stab his friend twice by the way.

Zhou Zishu still doesn't know what happened to him when he made friends carelessly. He is worrying about a more realistic matter - for example, Ye Baiyi, a foodie, came suddenly and he didn't bring enough food money.

After staring at Wen Kexing for a while, Zhou Zishu understood a truth - if Wen Kexing was reliable, sows could climb trees.He only felt that he was very unkind when he met people. When he met these two things, one was a peerless idiot and the other was a peerless idiot, they were a pair of fetishes.

Wen Kexing noticed that Zhou Zishu's eyes were not friendly, so he couldn't help tightening his clothes, and said in a low voice, "I'm not selling myself for laughing, so you must not put me here."

Zhou Zishu asked, "Then what do you say?"

Wen Kexing said: "Since it's your treat, I suggest you sell yourself to pay off the debt."

Zhou Zishu squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I'm not a big girl, my mother, why don't you buy it?"

Wen Kexing's eyes lit up immediately: "Buy it, I've ruined everything and went to a pawn shop to pawn my pants!"

Zhou Zishu lowered his voice: "Now you can sell everything and go bankrupt and pawn your trousers at a pawnshop, and give you the money for the meal first?"

Wen Kexing was silent for a while, and finally said: "Axu, I think we should run away?"

Zhou Zishu silently turned his face away. Although he has been making his fortune by robbing the rich and giving to the poor, he still has a little conscience. He really thinks that eating the overlord's meal is detrimental to his morality. Besides...he looked at the warm face in front of him. With Ke Xing's shameless face, he definitely can't afford to lose this person.

Turning his face away, he suddenly saw a person coming in from the gate of the restaurant. Zhou Zishu regained his energy immediately and shouted, "Miss Gu, what a coincidence!"

Gu Xiang was walking in when she saw the two of them when she heard the words, she immediately turned pale with fright, turned around and was about to leave, but she was not as fast as Wen Kexing, when she turned around, Wen Kexing was already in front of her, and asked softly Said: "Ah Xiang, why are you running?"

Gu Xiang held back for a while with a livid face, before uttering a sentence: "Master...Master, I'm a servant...I just went to the wrong door."

Wen Kexing patted her on the shoulder, pulled her in, and comforted her: "It's okay, you will come when you come."

Gu Xiang had goosebumps all over her body, she just felt that her master was either a rape or a thief, and she couldn't escape, so she had to follow him up step by step, looking trembling like she was about to go to the guillotine.Wen Kexing took her to the dining table for the two of them and asked, "Did you bring any money?"

Gu Xiang immediately took out all the copper coins, shards, silver, ingots, gold leaves, and bank notes in his body. Only then did Wen Kexing nod in satisfaction, and shouted richly: "Xiaoer, pay the bill!"

Gu Xiang felt sad and thought, no wonder the fortune teller said that she would spend money to avoid disaster, Amitabha.

Probably because of short hands and soft mouths, Wen Kexing brought Gu Xiang, a follower, again, and didn't bombard her again.Zhou Zishu walked in front, pondered for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked directly, "Brother Wen, what do you mean by burning down the house of the Zhang family kid that night?"

Gu Xiang turned pale with shock: "Master, you actually murdered and set fire?!"

Wen Kexing said solemnly: "I watched the sky at night, and found that the little ghost was about to suffer a bloody disaster. He had to attack it with fire to get over it, so he would do good deeds every day."

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Zhou Zishu and Gu Xiang looking at him with contempt, he added: "I never leave my name when I do good deeds, so you don't have to worship like this."

Gu Xiangdao: "Master, can you watch the sky for me?"

Wen Kexing said: "You will suffer bloodshed unless you shut up for a day."

Gu Xiang really didn't dare to speak.

When they returned to the place where the evil spirit was dealt with in the daytime, most of the people had dispersed, and the evil spirit was nowhere to be seen. It is said that he had been deprived of martial arts, had his lute bone pierced, and was locked up.It happened that Cao Weining and Zhang Chengling were looking for them, so he came up to meet them and asked, "Brother Zhou, this little brother said that you are his teacher..." His voice suddenly stopped, staring at Gu Xiang behind Wen Kexing, Zhang Da He shut his mouth and was speechless.

Gu Xiang blinked and didn't understand why, but Cao Weining just stared at her blankly.

Zhou Zishu had to cough dryly on the side, and Cao Weining just woke up like a dream, his face was blushing, and he said dully: "Gu, girl... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be abrupt, really, really..."

Gu Xiang was baffled, thinking that this kid was probably out of his mind.I saw Cao Weining suddenly took a step back, and said like a mosquito: "Xiaosheng's surname is Cao, the small character is Weining, a member of Tai, Taihang, the generation of 'Wei' of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, and Mo Huaiyang, the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, is my teacher. Master..."

Gu Xiang looked him up and down, and asked Wen Kexing, "Master, what's wrong with him?"

Before Cao Weining had time to stammer and finish reporting the family tree, his pure youthful feelings were shattered to the ground.

Zhou Zishu glanced at Zhang Chengling, thought of something, and said, "Little ghost, come with me." Zhang Chengling was overjoyed when he saw that he had sent him away without even meeting him, and followed him eagerly. Ke Xing patted Cao Weining on the shoulder, and took Gu Xiang all the way back to the room.

Cao Weining only felt that when Gu Xiang passed by him, there was a small gust of fragrant wind passing by his side, and his mind turned into a mess, and the world was gone. He didn't know until they had gone far away. As if coming back to his senses, he read in a trance: "Guan Guan Jujiu, on the side of the water, there are beauties in the north... A gentleman is so beautiful... There are such beautiful girls in the world, there are such..."

He walked away with one step and three sighs in a daze, and went back with all his concentration to get sick of lovesickness.

After walking a long way, Gu Xiang whispered to Wen Kexing: "Master, Lao Meng is here too, please inform me and Master about the next thing..."

Wen Kexing didn't stop walking, didn't turn his head, the corners of his mouth were curled up, but there were no smile lines in the corners of his eyes, and he said softly, "Does Lao Meng still need me to tell him what to do?"

"……Yes."

Zhou Zishu silently led Zhang Chengling back to his room, nodded briefly, and said, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

Zhang Chengling sat on the side in an orderly manner: "What did Master ask?"

Zhou Zishu thought for a while, and asked, "The man with the kid's slap on his face that day, did he ask you, have you ever seen a man with a missing finger?"

Zhang Chengling nodded.Zhou Zishu asked again: "Have you seen it?"

Zhang Chengling shook his head and asked, "Master, who is he talking about?"

Zhou Zishu raised Erlang's legs, tapped his knee lightly with his index finger, and didn't answer his question - one finger was missing, the man who was rumored to hang Xue Fang was the man missing one finger, and because of this, he Only then did he confirm that the man in black who was beaten to death by Gu Xiang in the ruined temple that day was definitely not a hanged ghost.

But what does the ghost in red mean?

After a while, he slowed down his speech and asked in an unusually serious tone: "Little devil, think about it carefully. Did you see anything unusual that night?"

The "that night" he said was naturally the night when Zhang's family was wiped out.Zhang Chengling's breathing became short of breath, Zhou Zishu lowered his voice more slowly: "Don't worry, think carefully, I'm afraid it's very important."

Zhang Chengling's face was pale, and after a while, he shook his head and said in a crying voice: "Master, you asked me about the unusual place that night, but was there anything unusual about that day?"

Zhou Zishu frowned, and stopped asking him any more questions. He was silent for a moment, and said, "I'll teach you a formula. You can understand and practice on your own when you go back. If you don't understand something, you can ask me."

Zhang Chengling was stunned.

Zhou Zishu said again: "It's best not to leave Zhao Daxia's side recently, don't act alone, don't leave Gaojiazhuang, do you hear me?"

Zhang Chengling opened his eyes wide: "Master... Thank you, Master!"

Zhou Zishu coughed uncomfortably, and reprimanded: "Stop talking nonsense, remember clearly, I'll just say it once, if you can't remember it, forget it, I won't say it a second time."