Faraway Wanderers

Zhou Zishu felt very flustered, feeling that the world had changed, people's hearts were no longer old, and in the middle of the night a big girl went to the land of flowers and willows to have fun, so she looked up at the night sky and said, "This... ..."

Scorpion snorted coldly, and said: "They are scholars, they pay attention to 'words must be followed, actions must be resolute', and the children of the rivers and lakes say 'a gentleman speaks, and a horse is whipped'. Even the little ruffian on the roadside knows a If you spit on a nail, is it possible that Brother Zhou is going to renege on his promise and get fat?"

Wen Kexing, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, stabbed Zhou Zishu in the waist, and said, "That's right, it's okay to steal and play tricks, but talking doesn't count, but it's too shameless, even I can hardly bear to be with you."

Zhou Zishu patted his salty pig's hand off, thinking in his heart: You are so merciful, why don't you join me.

He glanced at Scorpion, turned his head and walked back without saying a word.

Scorpion's expression loosened, and then he showed a smile. He actually looks good, but he doesn't look very good when he smiles. A little obscene.Wen Kexing suddenly felt a sense of crisis, looked at Zhou Zishu's back, and then at the person next to him, feeling that in front of so-and-so... a little need to adjust his mental state.

But he soon discovered that he was actually worrying too much.

The scorpion stood with his arms folded at the door of the room that smelled of warm fragrance. The bed seemed to have been cleaned up by someone, and the bed curtain was loosely hung halfway. ...to help the fun?"

Zhou Zishu rolled up his sleeves and said very bachelorly: "Don't be so troublesome, I will take care of you with pen and ink."

Scorpion was taken aback, and after a while, he patted his hands. A man dressed as a servant ran over in small steps, and stood in front of him with his head bowed. Scorpion ordered something in a low voice, and Zhou Zishu hurriedly added, "I want a knife of rice paper."

The servant went down, and Xiezi looked at him, wondering: "Brother Zhou is going to play some tricks again, isn't he?"

Zhou Zishu crossed his legs, sat on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile, "Are you tired of watching lumps of meat rolling around all day? Wait a moment, I'll tell you to watch something new."

Wen Kexing stood next to him without saying a word, just following the crowd, thinking in his heart that if Ah Xu has the ability to rely on it, that's fine, it's cheaper, this big scorpion, if you sincerely want to... well, marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as you want As a dog, he naturally had to reluctantly give up his life to accompany the gentleman for a while.

After a while, pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all ready, Zhou Zishu stood up, stretched out his hand to Xie Zi, and said, "Please wait a moment."

Naturally, Xie Zi was not in a hurry, closed the door with his hand back, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a drink——I saw that Zhou Zishu did not hesitate to write down his pen, looking at that posture, he seemed to be in the mood of everyone in Danqing. After a few strokes, it became a sheet, put it aside to dry, and stretched out its claws to the next sheet of paper.

Wen Kexing didn't know what he was going to do at first, so he stood curiously and stretched his neck to watch. The more he looked at it, the weirder his face became, and the higher his eyebrows were raised, until he almost flew out of his face in the end. He seemed to know Zhou Zi for the first time. Like Shu, he felt that he was really amazed, and he didn't know how to express it, so he stood beside Zhou Zishu with his hands tied with a solemn face.

After about a stick of incense, Zhou Zishu had already used up more than ten sheets of paper in a hurry. When he was done, he put the pen aside, picked up the last one, dried it gently, and then twisted the first one. When he got up, he patted the wall with his palm, and the soft rice paper sank into the wall. He kept moving his hands, and within a moment, he lined up more than a dozen pieces of rice paper in order, and patted them all on the wall.

Scorpion's face was already blue - I saw that on the dozen or so sheets of rice paper, the lines were very simple, and the drawings were... erotic pictures.

A very simple erotic picture, only two villains, a circle represents the head, and a few strokes are stretched out to outline the body and limbs... Cough, the five limbs, although the drawing is simple, the movements of the characters are still lifelike, from how to undress In the end, the whole process was drawn exactly, so that people could read it one by one, and there was an illusion that the people in the paintings were moving.

Wen Kexing held back for a long time, and commented as pertinently as possible: "Axu, I don't see that you still have such abilities."

Zhou Zishu hurriedly said politely: "It's a small skill, I'm ashamed."

Wen Kexing found that his skin was getting thicker, so he didn't know what to say.Scorpion put all his strength on the tea bowl in his hand, stood up with a "teng", and laughed angrily, "Brother Zhou, are you teasing me?"

Zhou Zishu folded his hands in his sleeves, and said calmly, "How did you say that? I asked who was going to kill Zhang Chengling, but you only told us who the buyer was, and didn't say who was behind him." Instigating, isn't this also taking advantage of loopholes? In that case, you just say that the two of us will do a game for you to see..."

He reached out and tapped on the painting on the wall, and said: "The two of us will do a show for you - there are some things that are not like the painting, please give me your advice."

Wen Kexing seemed to be afraid that the scorpion would not understand, so he explained enthusiastically: "I'm really sorry, this guy in my family is not very good at craftsmanship, come on, if you don't understand, I can tell you, what about the villain above?" ,it is me……"

Zhou Zishu glanced at him sideways, and interrupted him coolly: "An explanation is a cover-up, why do you bother?"

Scorpion's fist was clenched, and a few words were squeezed out between his teeth: "It's too much to bully!"

Before he finished speaking, and without seeing his movements, seven or eight black-clothed poisonous scorpions appeared out of nowhere, but Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu didn't seem too surprised. It’s really a shame that you will be surrounded by everyone watching the romantic affair.”

The poisonous scorpions didn't plan to talk nonsense, and they didn't even say hello, so they pounced on them in a well-trained group. Zhou Zishu raised his hand and knocked over the small table in front of him, taking the opportunity to quickly back away. It was almost midnight, and he began to feel a dull pain in his chest, so he didn't try to be brave, and the hero said to Wen Ke, "I'll leave it to you."

Then he dodged a poisonous scorpion with a feint, jumped out of the window and ran away.

Wen Kexing smiled wryly. It was the first time in his life that he helped clean up the mess. Seeing that Zhou Zishu had disappeared, his subordinates stopped showing mercy and slapped him. The scorpion in front of him seemed to be taken by him This palm sucked up the essence and blood, and in the blink of an eye, the exposed part of the skin on the face shrank and faded quickly, and the eyes stared out of their sockets, as if turning into a mummy, dead.

Wen Kexing looked at his palm, sighed softly and said, "It's just a joke, why should Brother Xie get angry?"

Scorpion calmed down, raised his hand to stop his poisonous scorpions, looked at Wen Kexing warily, and asked, "Who are you?"

Wen Kexing raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Up to now, if you still don't know who I am, isn't the poisonous scorpion too useless?"

Scorpion seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Wen Kexing lowered his voice, as if he was not going to be heard, and said with a smile: "We are both evil spirits, why bother to make things difficult for each other?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave. Although the man was full of laughter and no malice could be seen on his face, for some reason, at that moment, he exuded a strong bloody aura that was hard to ignore. Many poisonous scorpions present Forced by his breath, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

Xiezi suddenly stopped him and said, "Don't you want to know who bought the dead man..."

Wen Kexing looked back at him and said, "Thank you, I roughly figured it out."

He also jumped out of the window, chasing Zhou Zishu, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, only the words he muttered seemed to stay in place: "If I am so stupid that I can't figure it out, why not?" Don't you want to make those gangsters stare at you and give them cramps?"

In Fengya Mountain and Qingzhuling, there are evil ghosts.

Zhou Zishu didn't walk fast. He thought about the medicine men he saw in Xiezi's basement, and the legendary long-tongued ghost—the long-tongued ghost obviously recognized Wen Kexing, but still wanted to kill him. There are many stories in it, the long-tongued ghost doesn't seem to be very capable, who is behind him?

Is it the red-clothed Sun Ding who is setting up doubts, or is it the six-fingered hanged ghost Xue Fang who he said made a mess?

Just at this moment, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming this way. It was already late at night, and the street had already been turned on. Zhou Zishu subconsciously dodged into a small path next to him, and managed to hold down the seven orifices and three autumn nails. Don't call it a violent attack, just listen carefully.

The man seemed to be getting closer and closer. Although his footsteps were messy, he could tell that he was a person with lightness kung fu, but for some reason, his breathing was extremely heavy. It seemed that... he was injured?

Before Zhou Zishu had time to see who it was, he heard a person approaching behind him. His back stiffened, and he turned his head and clawed at the person's throat, but was stopped halfway——Wen Kexing patted his chest, aggrieved Looking at him humbly, Zhou Zishu mouthed "Murder my husband". Then Zhou Zishu put his hand back and continued to look in the direction where the voice came from.

The person who ran over was actually an acquaintance, that is, the green demon Liu Qianqiao who had approached him because of Liulijia. She did not change her face this time, revealing her terrifying true self, and her description was even worse, with her hair scattered , with blood on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Zishu frowned slightly.

Why don't you suddenly stretch out an arm behind you, hug him by the waist, put one hand on his chest, and just listen to Wen Kexing whisper in his ear: "Don't press down, so as not to cause more pain tomorrow, we are here Just wait a while."

Zhou Zishu frowned and said, "Then..."

Wen Kexing "hush" him, just hugged him lightly, a tiny trace of internal force surged along his palm, combing his meridians, but he didn't dare to use a little force, lest the movement would be too big to shake His nail, Zhou Zishu paused, did not refuse, just closed his eyes, no matter who ran past, he had to get through the night first.

Let's say that the two of them hadn't returned all night, and Zhang Chengling chased after the group of dark women on his own initiative. He didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being discovered and being recognized by others, so he picked them up on the side of the road. A piece of mud smeared his face and messed up his hair. He just pretended to be a little beggar.

After chasing for a whole day, this group of women was like ascetic monks, they walked very fast and did not rest. They only stopped in a small inn when it was dark again. Zhang Chengling watched coldly, only feeling that the high Xiao Lian was really miserable, being dragged all the way by these women, he thought, if she walked for a few more days, she might have half of her life left.

It was a bold decision for him to come out without permission. Once he was bold enough, he couldn't help but make a second time, so he planned in his heart how to rescue Miss Gao during the night.

Seeing the women in black entering the inn, he wiped another handful of mud on his hands, followed in pretending to be begging, walked around, and begged for three or five copper coins. Lian was pushed into which room, and then squatted outside the inn all the time, like a real little beggar, sitting on the steps with his head down, hugging his knees, no one paid attention to him, although it was a prosperous age, such a little beggar They were still everywhere, and he waited until midnight before he sat up, moved his numb hands and feet, and prepared to sneak in.

He silently recited the formula of Liuyun Jiugongbu, as if he could become more powerful by reciting it, he quietly shuttled between the guest rooms.

Suddenly, a black shadow descended from the sky without warning—it was one of those women in black clothes.

Although Zhang Chengling didn't have much self-confidence, after all, after half a year of training by two masters, Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu, coupled with hard work, he was no longer what he used to be. Fight one by one.

However, after a while, the woman seemed to realize something, she let out a soft "Hey", and then she made a feint and disappeared from Zhang Chengling's eyes. Although Zhang Chengling's kung fu has improved, he is inexperienced after all, so he was startled and looked around. The woman in black suddenly jumped out from behind him, Zhang Chengling felt a numbness in his shoulder and neck, and then his mouth was covered with a hand, and he was held hostage by this woman.