Faraway Wanderers

Zhou Zishu touched the sleeping point of the young Zhang Chengling, just because he was afraid that he might not be able to turn around for a while, so he didn't use much force to calm him down, so after the weird Wen Ke walked in, it took a while, Then woke up.

He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the roof of the ruined temple for a while, as if his soul had come out of his body. Before yesterday, he was still the young master of the Zhang family who was loved by thousands of people—even if he taught him to read The gentleman shook his head and said that this son is stubborn, and the wall of dung cannot be stained. Even if the master who taught him martial arts nodded against his will in front of him, he always felt that he would not be able to stick to the wall in his heart-he still lived happily.

Open your hands when you wear clothes, open your mouth when you eat, the mothers-in-law and old mothers follow behind all the room, the books are not very good, but they don't miss the night to add fragrance and red sleeves, and there are servants following behind to flatter all day long, although Zhang Chengling knows What's the matter with him, but it still doesn't prevent him from enjoying the feeling of bliss occasionally in such compliments.In this way, it grows to fourteen or five in the honeypot.

But overnight, everything was gone.

His home was gone, his parents were gone, his relatives and friends were gone, his world was suddenly turned upside down, and he was panicked and at a loss.

Zhou Zishu knocked his teeth and spanked, but he was not good at comforting others, so he sat silently on the side.Zhang Chengling was stunned for a while, and two lines of tears flowed silently from his eyes.

Wen Kexing asked Gu Xiangdao: "Who is that little thing?"

Gu Xiangdao: "I heard that he is Zhang Yusen's son."

Wen Kexing nodded, his face was very flat, as if the word Zhang Yusen was just a floating cloud in his heart. After a while, he asked: "The Zhang family heard that they are so poor that they have nothing left. Has Yusen's son become this virtuous? Did he run away from home and didn't bring enough silver, or was he lost and unable to find his way back?"

Gu Xiang said in a low voice: "I heard that the Zhang family was plotted against by someone the night before, and the door was destroyed. Now the city is probably full of storms. Master, you were too involved in fooling around last night. You must have never heard of it."

Wen Kexing thought for a while and felt it made sense, so he nodded, "No wonder people died all over the place."

He went to look at Zhou Zishu again, and asked Gu Xiangdao: "Then what does he do?"

Gu Xiang sneered and said, "The beggar claimed to be Zhou Xu, and he sold himself to that kid yesterday after receiving two silver coins, and wanted to send him to Taihu Lake."

Wen Kexing opened his eyes slightly, pondered for a while with a serious expression, and said to Gu Xiang: "Then he must be a beauty, he can't be wrong, only beauties can be so stupid in the world."

Gu Xiang pretended not to hear it as usual, while Zhou Zishu couldn't figure out the depth of this person, so he followed suit.

He lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Chengling who was still crying silently. He was a little annoyed, and thought to himself why this bastard had never finished, so he lightly kicked him with his toes, coughed dryly and said, "Zhang Chengling!" Young master, if you have rested, get up and tidy up. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. There may be many chasing soldiers waiting to wipe you out. Zhou was entrusted with at least sending you off with all his arms and legs. to Taihu Lake."

Zhang Chengling rolled his eyes slowly, then froze again, covered his face with his hands, curled himself up into a big shrimp, and burst into tears.As soon as he cried, Zhou Zishu felt a pain in his head, thinking that he would scold him a few words, but he still couldn't bear it. Be a child and coax him. Get up and go out the door.

His original intention was to look at the Buddha statue that he slapped out. He always felt that he had to accumulate virtue, so he blasphemed the Buddha. It was not good. He was thinking of finding a way to put the Buddha back, but Zhang Chengling thought that When he was about to leave, he rolled over, quickly got up and rushed forward, hugged Zhou Zishu's leg, and said anxiously: "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou, don't... don't go, I... I……"

He was sobbing and sobbing, he was so pitiful, even though he had met Zhou Zishu by chance, he had no one to rely on at the moment except this person, he regarded Zhou Zishu as a life-saving Living Buddha.

Zhou Zishu glanced at him expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "A man has gold under his knees, didn't your father teach you?"

Zhang Chengling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he felt blessed, wiped his face vigorously, wiped his nose and tears on his sleeves, and said: "Worship to the heaven and earth, master and teacher, it is only right and proper, Uncle Zhou is a great benefactor, let Chengling worship you as a teacher! "

While Wen Kexing and Gu Xiang watched with relish, Gu Xiang commented in a low voice: "Hey, a kid who was so stupid yesterday, why is he so smart now?"

Zhou Zishu had no choice but to say, "Get up first."

Zhang Chengling said stubbornly: "If the master doesn't agree, I won't get up! If I can't avenge my family, how can I, Zhang Chengling, be a human?! Master..."

Zhou Zishu didn't bother to listen to his rhetoric, so he grabbed his shoulders like a chicken, picked him up from the ground, and laughed at himself: "I'm a useless person who is about to fall into the ground. I live every day. What can I do?" To teach you, I heard that the hero Zhao Jing from Taihu Lake is your father's old friend, I will send you there, no need to ask, there will naturally be people lined up to teach you kung fu to help you take revenge."

Then he turned around with all his strength in his palms, picked up the big Buddha statue by the waist, walked to the incense table, pushed it hard, and then pushed it back to its original position. After a few glances, he looked back at Zhang Chengling who was in a daze, and said, "Let's go when you can get up, don't you want revenge, you have to find Zhao Daxia quickly, I will take you out to find something to eat."

After saying that, he stretched like no one else was there, smiled at Gu Xiang, ignored Wen Kexing, turned around and walked out, regardless of whether Zhang Chengling followed or not.

Zhang Chengling stood aggrieved for a while, and found that the man had really left, so he had to chase him out in a hurry.

Wen Kexing rubbed his chin with his fingers, looked at the backs of these two people with interest, thought for a moment, slapped his thighs, stood up, and said to Gu Xiang: "Go, go to Taihu Lake, follow them."

Gu Xiang put away the hippie smile on his face, pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Master, according to that Zhang Chengling, it was the Qingzhuling evil spirits who slaughtered the Zhang Family Miemen yesterday, and Xue Fang, the hanged ghost, was also there."

Wen Kexing glanced at her lightly, and said, "Well, so?"

Gu Xiang was stunned for a moment, seeing that Wen Kexing had already walked out, hurriedly followed, and said seriously: "The hanged ghost is clearly a counterfeit, I beat him to death yesterday, master... did he know anything earlier? "

"Ah Xiang." Wen Kexing glanced at her, his eyes seemed to suck people in.

Gu Xiang immediately lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, this servant is talking too much."

At that moment, the girl who seemed to be fearless this day turned pale, and her expression was clearly fearful.Wen Kexing took a deep look at her, then turned his eyes in satisfaction, and continued to walk forward. Gu Xiang was still silently following not far behind him.

Wen Kexing said to himself: "We follow that man named Zhou. I'm sure it looks good. He must be a beauty. If we follow this way, we will find his fox's tail. Ah Xiang, if you don't believe it, we can do it." bet."

So Zhou Zishu's journey must not be peaceful.

Taking Zhang Chengling with him was like bringing an invincible stinky fart with him, attracting flies to chase him along the way.That night, he sent off a group of chasers. He played with the two pieces of silver in his hand, and regretted it so much.

He still has [-]% of his power left, and he has all the abilities in his body. These people can't do anything about him. It's just that his seven orifices are nailed to his body, and his energy is weak from time to time, so he is impatient with them changing shifts day and night, while dealing with the pursuers. Chongzi, at the same time, was wary of the master and servant who followed behind him unhurriedly that day for no reason.

If it was only Zhou Zishu himself, it would be easy to get rid of them, but he always carried a small burden. Besides, Wen Kexing didn't know where he was, but he had some skills. He got rid of them several times, but it took less than half a day. , and then he could see Wen Kexing's face that made him want to punch him very much.

Zhou Zishu quietly dragged out the body of the man in black who was trying to sneak attack, then returned to the room, sat down in a dark place to adjust his breath again, Zhang Chengling didn't notice it, and was still sleeping soundly, dreaming It was such a joy, I took him with me for the past few days, but I don't think this boy has any bad young master habits. The child who seemed to be made of water back then would burst into tears. It seems that after this incident, he was suddenly forced to grow up. adult.

No matter how slow the journey was, he never said a word, Zhou Zishu said what he said, and was very honest, but he couldn't change it by saying "Master".

If you can't change it, you can't change it, Zhou Zishu thought in his heart, anyway, if he throws him at the Zhao family in Taihu Lake, he will leave by himself, and he will travel wherever he should travel. He has planned well, and there are still three mountains, five mountains and a few big lakes to see , I will not go to the north, and there is an old friend in southern Xinjiang who has not had time to visit, so I have to say hello to him before going down to Huangquan, and ask for a glass of water and wine...

Suddenly, the boy on the bed began to struggle profusely with sweat. He almost came out like this every night. On the surface, he was fine. He was focused on revenge and cheered up, but the memory of that night was still like a nightmare. Following him like a shadow, Zhou Zishu sighed and pushed him awake.

Zhang Chengling yelled and sat up, staring blankly. After a while, he finally realized, turned to Zhou Zishu, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zhou... I didn't do it on purpose."

He was young and immature, and although his eyes were bloodshot, they were still pure, so pure that they were inexplicably familiar, and Zhou Zishu suddenly thought of a person deeply buried in his memory.

There used to be that... the person who wanted to wander the rivers and lakes with him.

He couldn't help but froze.

Zhang Chengling said cautiously: "Uncle Zhou, I didn't wake you up on purpose, I just dreamed of my father..." His lips trembled, turning pale, "Or...or should I not sleep?"

Zhou Zishu patted him on the shoulder, subconsciously said softly: "It's okay, you sleep with you, and I will call you if you have nightmares."

Zhang Chengling responded in a low voice, got back under the quilt, and still subconsciously pulled Zhou Zishu's sleeve with his fingers.

Zhou Zishu took a meaningful look at the pulled sleeve, Zhang Chengling smiled shyly, and curled his fingers back.

At this moment, someone not far away seems to have plucked the strings of the piano, and Zhang Chengling felt that the sound was like thunder exploding in his ears, and his internal organs trembled. Pain, let out a muffled grunt, clutching his chest desperately——