Faraway Wanderers

With an umbrella in his hand and another in his arms, Gu Xiang shuttled through the night rain.Her little embroidered shoes stepped on the bluestone slab, splashed water and wet her trousers, a gust of cold wind blew, and she shivered, feeling that she was too devoted to her duty.

Then when she looked up, she saw the man walking alone in the rain with his head down.

Wen Kexing's whole body was soaked, his clothes were sticking to his body, his skirts were disheveled, and he looked a bit embarrassed, but he didn't seem to care.

Gu Xiang rushed up and shouted, "Master!"

Wen Kexing didn't look back at her, but obviously heard it, he stopped and waited for her for a while.Gu Xiang hurriedly trotted to him, handed the umbrella over, and felt that it was not worth it for him to come out in a miserable and miserable way——according to his master's usual conduct, Gu Xiang thought that he was a little bit unreasonable when he looked like this I am happy to go where I can meet people.

So he curled his lips and asked disapprovingly, "Where did the master go to flirt again?"

Wen Kexing opened his umbrella and walked a few steps before saying in a low voice, "I had a fight with someone."

Gu Xiang asked smoothly: "Fighting on the bed?"

Wen Kexing glanced back at her, and Gu Xiang immediately slapped himself lightly on the face in a polite manner, and said solemnly: "Ah bah, look at your beak, what nonsense are you talking about? Can you tell the truth casually?" ? The fact that the sun rises in the east can be said casually..."

"Ah Xiang." Wen Kexing didn't take her joke, but interrupted her.

Gu Xiang blinked her eyes, the rain was getting heavier, and a layer of confused white mist rose from the water vapor, which made her somewhat unable to see the expression on Wen Kexing's face. He was silent for a long time before lowering his eyes and saying softly : "He said...he was going to die."

Gu Xiang said "ah", but before he could react, he asked, "Who is going to die?"

"Zhou Xu."

Wen Kexing's voice paused for a moment. I don't know if it was to divert his emotions or to let Gu Xiang understand. He was so alive and kicking, he thought it was nothing, but only found out today that it can’t be cured, and he only has two or three years of life left. As soon as I heard it, I knew who he was... Hey, if I knew it, I would What are you doing with him?"

Gu Xiang's eyes widened, as if it was difficult for her to digest this reality, after a long while, she asked nonchalantly, "Zhou Xu?"

"En." Wen Kexing responded in a low voice, "I thought he couldn't be a person from the 'Skylight'. There is no way out of that place, and anyone who tries to escape must receive seven 'Seven Orifices and Three Autumn Nails' , Then people will waste all their martial arts, lose their six senses, and become a useless fool who can keep secrets better than a dead person. At first, I thought that it is impossible for a person who has been nailed for seven orifices to be like him... Listen to another person today It was only after reading a person's voice that I realized that he probably had some special method to reduce the harm of that ghostly nail, but he still couldn't live for three years."

Gu Xiang had never heard of it before, and listened without daring to breathe. At this point, he asked: "Master...how did you know?"

"Me?" Wen Kexing smiled strangely when he heard the words, "If I didn't know a little more, would I be able to live until now?"

Gu Xiang was dumb for a moment, then asked again: "Then... that Zhou Xu, he..."

"I've seen a person who escaped from a skylight before." Wen Kexing paused for a moment before continuing, "No one has ever escaped the punishment of the living dead, but he escaped. I guess he is at least an adult. The level above the butler, and even... may be the former leader."

Gu Xiangqi said: "If he is the leader, why would he want to escape..." Then her voice suddenly stopped, as if she had realized something, she remained silent.

Wen Kexing's footsteps were extremely fast, as if he wanted to shake off something behind him far away. Gu Xiang had short legs and had to trot to keep up. The two were silent for a while, one after the other. Seeing Wen Kexing walking faster and faster, Gu Xiang suddenly asked, "Master, are you sad?"

Wen Kexing asked nonchalantly without looking back, "Why am I sad?"

Gu Xiang thought about it, and she really couldn't understand why Wen Kexing was sad.He only heard a chuckle, his feet almost flew across the ground, and he said: "His face has changed, and I don't know if he is really a beauty...Besides, I like fragrant, soft, delicate skin. With tender skin, even if he really has a beautiful face, it's not to my liking."

Even with the use of lightness kung fu, Gu Xiang couldn't catch up with him, blurted out: "Didn't the master clearly say that he likes to be tall with a narrow waist, and has a pair of beautiful butterfly bones..."

"You remember wrongly." Wen Kexing interrupted her for a moment, and without knowing who he was explaining to, he added, "I just... feel that I feel pity for him——Ah Xiang, don't follow me."

Gu Xiang said "ah", and Wen Kexing's figure flashed, and he was already several feet away from her in a blink of an eye. Gu Xiang felt aggrieved, and asked loudly, "Master, why? Did I provoke you again?"

Wen Kexing had already disappeared into the rain curtain, only one sentence floated into her ears from afar: "You talk too much."

Gu Xiang was left on the spot alone and pitifully. She stomped her feet resentfully and cursed: "There is no reward for kindness!"

Then she raised her head and looked in the direction where Wen Kexing disappeared, and suddenly remembered his back that was drenched in the rain, his broad and upright shoulders, and he walked quickly in the rain alone without shaking, refusing to wait for her step.There was nothing around him, but he passed by without looking sideways, as if he had walked alone for an unknown distance.

And some feel sorry for him.

It's just that it's fine to be sympathetic to each other... But that person was just a passing visitor, in three or two years, didn't he just disappear in a flash?

Under the West Mausoleum, the cold wind blows the rain, and the fireworks in the room flicker to the end, and it is unbearable to cut.Is there anyone in the world who can sing as soon as he wins and rest as soon as he loses, and is drunk today when he has wine?

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This night, no one knew where Wen Kexing went.

In the early morning of the second day, as soon as the genius showed his fish belly, Zhou Zishu's door was slapped loudly. He opened the door, and Cao Weining almost rushed in. As soon as he pulled him away, he ran out in a hurry, and said, "You Stay safe in the house, your apprentice's life is almost gone!"

"Who?" After an extremely chaotic night, Zhou Zishu felt as if the mess in his head hadn't melted away. After a while, he came to his senses and frowned, "You mean Zhang Chengling? What happened again? Why is it always him?"

Cao Weining sighed: "I think he must have been doomed this year, one after another, I don't know why, so many people don't want him to calm down - someone suddenly attacked last night and wanted to kill that child, fortunately He alarmed Zhao Daxia who was next door, and then he caught the thief, but that person turned out to be a dead man, who committed suicide by taking poison after being caught. You say..."

Cao Weining's voice paused for a moment, as if he had some doubts. He remembered what his uncle Mo Huaikong had said earlier this morning—so many big figures gathered in the Dongting, who is it that wants to make trouble with such an unpromising kid?From this point of view, rather than saying that the other party wanted to kill the grass, it would be better to say that it seemed to kill people.

Although Cao Weining's thinking is relatively simple, he also faintly feels that something is wrong.It was an atmosphere that was wrong—although it was suppressed by Gao Chong and the others, doubts and various speculations among people were still spreading silently and invisible like the plague.

That glazed armor, what exactly is it?

When Zhou Zishu and the others arrived, the house of Zhang Chengling and Zhao Jing was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. Zhao Jing was shirtless, with blood on his shoulders, sitting on a long bench beside him, Someone was bandaging him, the old man's face was ugly, there was a knife hanging on his waist, and the blood on the blade hadn't been wiped off.

There were two dead people on the ground, all of them had bruised faces. They looked like they had died from taking poison. A hook fell next to one of the corpses. Zhou Zishu saw it at a glance—it was the hook of a poisonous scorpion.

In fact, the poisonous scorpions are divided into three or six grades, depending on how much the buyer pays, the cheaper ones are like the gang that helped the happy and mourning ghost to lure Zhang Chengling out that day. For the price, you can also buy the dead warrior in the poisonous scorpion.

Once being targeted by this group of desperate scorpions, it will be very troublesome. I don’t know how many people are on the other side. One group fails and another group comes again. They are endlessly begging for nothing, and they are all desperate people who are not afraid of death. , If the task is completed, go back to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, if you can't complete it, you will die.

So correspondingly, the price is definitely not cheap.

Who spent so much money to kill Zhang Chengling?Do they think that this little bastard who can only urinate can penetrate the sky, or will he grow three heads and six arms in the future?

A strange idea suddenly popped up in Zhou Zishu's mind, saying that I have been around for so many years, and the number of people who miss me is countless, but up to now, they have never received such top-level hunting treatment.

There was some subtle emotion in Zhang Chengling's eyes for a while.

However, the young man stood in a small corner, which was beyond Zhou Zishu's expectation. He didn't seem very surprised, nor did he show any fear. He just lowered his head, as if he was looking at the two corpses, or thinking about it. He was thinking about something else, showing the hair on the top of his head, and was extremely silent. When people asked him something, he just nodded and shook his head, not saying much.

Gao Chong bent down a little, and asked Zhang Chengling with a pleasant face, "Chengling, do you know these people?"

Zhang Chengling glanced at him, lowered his head again, and shook his head.

Gao Chong then softened his voice, reached out and patted his head, and said, "Son, don't be afraid, so many uncles and grandpas are all up to you. Tell me, last night, these two Wicked man, have you spoken to me?"

Zhang Chengling didn't make eye contact with him, and just shook his head again after hearing the question.Gao Chong also seemed a little confused, at this time someone beside him suddenly interjected in a strange way: "Great Xia, what's the use of you asking that, we all know that these two are the dead men of the poisonous scorpion, and the dead are just Can the murder weapon speak? What a joke! You might as well ask this kid if he knows something that others don't."

It was Feng Xiaofeng who spoke. He didn't sit on the shoulders of Gao Shannu this time, but stood on the ground. Because of his height, he had to raise his head and put on a posture of catching rainwater with his nostrils. The beating tone complemented each other very well, and the hands were folded in front of the chest, which made people look at him, and couldn't help but want to slap him even more.

The mountain slave stood behind him with his head bowed without saying a word, his face was rough and ferocious, just like the Raksha ghost in the storybook.

Even Gao Chong frowned when he heard the words, Zhao Jing quit, stood up, pointed at Feng Xiaofeng's nose and cursed angrily: "Stinky dwarf, you can say such things, is your conscience eaten by a dog? "

Feng Xiaofeng sneered and said: "Hero Zhao, after you took over the orphan of the Zhang family, you never left him even a single step, and kept him by your side like a sweet pastry. Why? Fool!"

Feng Xiaofeng looked at Zhang Chengling who didn't look up with piercing eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Child, tell the truth, do you know where the Liulijia of the Zhang family is? Is it on your body? Did it happen later? Was it taken by this Zhao... Hey, Zhao Daxia?"

Zhao Jing said angrily: "Short Feng, I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Gao Shannu suddenly raised his head and glared at Zhao Jing, Feng Xiaofeng waved his hand, Gao Shannu stood back behind him peacefully, Feng Xiaofeng continued: "Hero Zhao, you are so angry from embarrassment, don't you feel inferior? "

Zhao Jing really wanted to jump over and teach him a lesson.

Gao Chong hurriedly stopped him, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Feng, we'd better say less if there is no basis, as it hurts our feelings - first come a few people and clean up this corpse, and for the rest, let's plan long-term... "

However, at this time, someone said: "Great Xia, you always talk about things behind closed doors like this, but who will listen to you? While the big guys are here at this time, ask the child to clarify, isn't it true?" Doing it for him, won't it save someone from worrying about his life?"

Zhang Chengling raised his head at this time, his face was very pale, his eyes lost their spirit, he only felt that everyone was looking at him, everyone was pointing at him, everyone was forcing him—— A theory—but he really didn't know anything.

Zhou Zishu had always been used to hiding in the crowd, and not many people would ever notice him. At this moment, he was just sandwiched in a group of people, seeing Zhang Chengling's bewildered look, and suddenly a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He wanted to push everyone away, pull the boy out, and take him away from this filthy place.But if he did that, would he still be Zhou Zishu?To plan before acting, to think twice before acting, these are all things engraved in his bones. He is [-]% cautious about everything, staying behind the scenes and never showing his face.

In those years, even the emperor said that he was more and more calm in handling things, without showing any flaws... But that old man Ye Baiyi said that he was hiding his head and showing his tail.