Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Even though An Hansheng lived on the streets since he was a child and was used to wind and rain, it's still rare for him to pick someone's clothes without saying hello.I was taken aback at that time, took half a step back, realized something again, and barely suppressed my urge to raise my hand to push that person away.

The base of the ears, which were slightly reddened by the aroma of the wine, became even more crimson and hot as the unfamiliar hands penetrated into the skirt of the clothes.

"Brother, brother..." he said with difficulty.

The man didn't seem to notice An Hansheng's embarrassment at all, he tore off his clothes in half indifferently, looked at An Hansheng up and down with fiery eyes through the long hair that covered his face half exposed body.

Borrowing the bright moonlight outside the temple, he scrutinized every inch of An Hansheng's upper body skin, and his gaze moved one by one as if tangible. The indifferent and probing look made An Hansheng shiver inexplicably as if he was being stared at by a falcon. feel.

In fact, the man just tore off his clothes, and his hands quickly left his body in a gentlemanly manner, hanging by his side, only looking at him carefully with his eyes; but he felt that there was no escape, and his body trembled slightly under the man's gaze , A thin layer of sweat oozes from the porcelain-like skin.

However, the effort of half a stick / incense / seems to be as long as an hour.

Finally, the heavy gaze that seemed to be real was withdrawn, and the murderous intent on the man who was on the verge of sword just now disappeared quietly.

As soon as he looked away, An Hansheng, like a drowning person who managed to surface the water, seized the opportunity to take a few breaths, the blush on his face still not completely receding.

He put the ripped skirts back together, and secretly spat that he had been in the troupe for many years, but he was so easily embarrassed.

Said: "Brother, don't worry? I am not an enemy of Xiongtai."

When the man heard this, his pupils shrank, "The enemy..."

He mumbled these two words to himself, chewing them over and over several times, with a wry smile on his lips.

An Hansheng had been paying attention to him all the time, seeing him smile wryly, his heart moved, "Could it be the enemy? Is it the person that Xiongtai is looking for?"

But if it is the person who needs to be found urgently, why not try to expand the search area more actively, instead of hiding in this deserted temple day after day, and not allowing strangers to get close?

He quickly overturned his own thoughts. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed that it was difficult to explain the weirdness of the man's behavior.

When the ambiguous and unspeakable atmosphere was already floating in the room between the two of them, Lihuamao jumped down to the ground in disgust, so happy that no one cared about it, and just licked the wine made from sweet-scented osmanthus by itself.

The man didn't answer, he waved the raccoon cat aside, and sat back down again.

The friendship is so shallow that it is hard to say deep, he is unwilling to tell him, and he has not broken the position of asking the bottom of the casserole.

An Hansheng tidied up his clothes, and after hesitating for a moment, he put down the question, leaned over, and boldly sat down beside the man.

After the physical examination just now, he seemed to have been allowed to approach the man. The unpredictable man glanced at him, but he didn't intend to chase him away.

An Hansheng brought the altar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine closer, and looked around, trying to find a container to hold the wine.

Looking at the dilapidated temple, there are broken bricks and tiles everywhere, short grass overgrown, the cat squatting on the side, and its two big shiny eyes are like porcelain reflecting the cold light, but it is a pity that it cannot be used.

When he was in a dilemma, the man stretched out his hand towards him, just like snatching the wooden sword in his hand during the day, and took the sweet-scented osmanthus wine from his hand.He raised his neck, gulped down a few big gulps, wiped his mouth, and handed it back to him, staring at him with gloomy eyes.

The sweet-scented osmanthus brew exudes a fragrance, mixed with the smell of wine, and there are still a few drops of amber wine left on the mouth of the jar, which has not been swallowed by the man in time.An Hansheng took the jar he handed over, his heart throbbed for some reason, he pursed his lips, raised his neck like a model, and took a sip into it.

As soon as he drank the wine, he secretly scolded Xiao Wu in his heart, what does it mean that the wine is not too strong, this wine...sweet and sweet, the stamina comes up in a while!

But he boasted in front of this beggar before, saying that he has been immersed in wine for many years, and that he is good at weddings and wines, how could he pour it in such a gulp and show his feet so easily?

The man's deep eyes were still on him, An Hansheng couldn't get off the tiger, bit the bullet, and gulped down several more mouthfuls in a row.The moment he put down the wine jar, his hands trembled a little, and his eyes became dizzy for a while.

He still wanted to be brave, trying to show the illusion that he was enjoying it, and was about to drink again, when he heard a chuckle from the man next to him.

A hand reached out and pressed the back of his hand. "A real wine drinker, do you frown, close your eyes, and drink like you're trying to catch a duck?"

An Hansheng's face was flushed from being drunk by sweet-scented osmanthus, and hearing that, that layer of blush deepened again.

The man's hand on the back of his hand was gentle and indifferent, and he took the jar that he was holding tightly because of his nervousness, and took the place where he drank, and continued to drink in a big gulp without paying much attention.

With both hands empty, he didn't know where to put them, so he hugged the raccoon cat. "Speaking of which, I should have come here to pay my respects long ago. Brother Tai has worked so hard to get those wild game, and every time he kindly gave us a part..."

The man cut off the second half of his sentence: "Hey cat, that's all."

This is difficult, what he said, this guy has the ability to end the topic directly in a few words, obviously he doesn't want to give him a chance to chat this day.

The beggar shook the wine jar in his hand, making an empty sound, and he drank the wine in threes and fives.He threw the wine jar aside and looked at him with his arms crossed, waiting to see when he felt bored and got up and left.

But the reason why An Hansheng became the leader of the first class was not only because of his stunning sword dance skills, but also not only because of his beautiful appearance that could be reversed in Tsing Yi.The old class leader in the past took a fancy to him. What he really valued was his ability to be calm and calm in adversity, to face difficulties, and to not shed tears when he saw a coffin.

Walking around in the rivers and lakes, if the face is too thin, either you will starve to death, or you will hurt the people around you.

The sweet-scented osmanthus wine fell into the stomach, turned into steaming alcohol, and rushed straight to the internal organs.An Hansheng took advantage of his drunkenness to forcibly bring up another topic, saying: "Brother Tai is very skilled, and he has the fate of being in the same roof with Yaoqi's class. He has taken good care of us time and time again. An Hansheng Boldly, can you ask Xiongtai to protect Yaoqi's class while you are staying here temporarily?"

He hastily added: "I guarantee that no one will harass you. If you want, you can still live in the back temple; if you feel bored and want to talk to someone, you can come to the front temple to find us at any time. The daily expenses range from Yao Expenditures in Qiban’s account, whatever price you want, brother, can be discussed—”

The man whose name is unknown, his brows and eyes darkened, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He suddenly leaned over to An Hansheng, who was still talking, but when he suddenly saw him approaching, the second half of his words got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even utter a single syllable.

As soon as the man pressed him into his arms, An Hansheng's heart rang with alarm and shame, and the dizziness just now intensified, turning into almost suffocating heart palpitations.

Hearing the person holding him snort coldly: "Ignorant bastard!"

"??"

But after a while An Hansheng came to his senses, turned his head and saw a few small darts with copper coins in the other hand of the man protecting him. trick.A few gray shadows flashed past outside the ruined temple, startling the birds that were parked on the big trees in the ping, flapping their wings and taking off.

Is it the people during the day?

They were so wicked that they followed him to this back temple?

How long have these people been following him?

In one day, I was held in the arms of this beggar twice. Although the other party did not have the intention of intimacy, but the gestures made by the two big men still made An Hansheng, who was full of drama and singing, move unexpectedly. Some side thoughts.

The man still didn't let him go, and looked out of the temple with a sneer, "Who did you offend? You smashed your business during the day, and came to find out about me at night? It's really interesting."

With an idea, An Hansheng got off the donkey, grabbed the man to protect his arm, and put on a frightened expression: "Actually, I was about to talk to my brother about this matter. These people have other backgrounds behind them. It must be Seeing that you rescued me, I decided that Xiongtai was a thug hired by my Yaoqi squad. Yaoqi squad wandered around in various places, and they never offended anyone. Now that it has become their target, it is already difficult to clear themselves up, so it is better to make mistakes. You are very skilled, and you will not be intimidated by these guys who do shady things..."

The other party suddenly laughed, pinched his chin with one hand and lifted it up, looking at him thoughtfully: "Is this a temporary fabrication, right? The leader of Yaoqi's class is really talented as a screenwriter, and you can just say something casually." It’s so eloquent that I almost believe it’s true.”

An Hansheng had a guilty conscience: "I'm writing every word from my heart."

"They just want to trouble you, they may not be coming for me." The man said slowly, not being fooled by him.

"If these people appear every day in the future and harass them in different ways, will Xiongtai take care of it or not?" An Hansheng said, "Unless Xiongtai leaves this Town God's Temple, otherwise——"

He looked firmly into the man's eyes, met those slightly squinted eyes, and did not retreat or avoid, "You won't let us people with poor backgrounds be bullied and do nothing, otherwise you wouldn't Send us live game every now and then. Although you make an appearance that strangers should not get close to you, in fact, you are not protecting everyone, but only one or a few specific people. As long as there is no one in Yaoqi’s class The person you want to avoid, why not make friends with us?" He smiled and pointed to the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that had been swept away on the ground, "It is guaranteed to be better than Xiongtai thirsty for drinking water every day."

This man is quite smart, he can tell what other people are really thinking from the clues, and not be confused by appearances.

If he was as shrewd and wise as him, would he be able to have a firm mind to refuse when Ying Moyan offered to kill someone for him, or would he have seen his evil intentions at the time and place?

Lin Gongru looked at him, but his thoughts had already flown to the scene where he first met Ying Moyan in Yan Luo Palace.

If it was an extremely attractive condition, then how could the coffin-faced Yan Jun find no one else to do this for him, but why did he find him?That guy, who had long thought that his criminal record was not pleasing to the eye, was openly negotiating a deal, but in fact he was deliberately looking for an opportunity to trick him.

Replace it with the man in front of you——

Different from the free and easy sword dance he showed in front of people, An Hansheng smiled like a piece of warm and transparent jade, as if everything he said was for the sake of others.Even if he knew that his intention was all for himself, others couldn't get angry at his smiling and gentle face.

It's been three years, time can't wear away those imprints engraved one after another in the bottom of my heart, every night when people are quiet, they always have to replay them in nightmares over and over again, thick and colorful, dripping with blood, mocking him for being in debt and powerless.

By not contacting anyone and avoiding the possibility of encountering the person with the blood lotus mark on his body, will he be able to live this life safely, and Boren will never die because of him?

As long as you don't meet that person.

Lin Gongru threw the intercepted copper coin darts to the ground, and slowly said: "I can protect the platform for you, but the premise is that everyone in Yaoqi's class must not have the blood-colored lotus birthmark on them. At the same time, you have to make sure that , apart from you, no other unknown person will approach me at will."

Scarlet lotus?An Hansheng thought to himself, it turns out that the person with this kind of birthmark is what he is afraid of?Is it hatred?Are you ashamed?

He immediately smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, Yaoqi Troupe is just a little-known troupe, with all living beings, it's just a fate of a play and a song. When the play is over, the people will leave. If nothing else, An Hansheng and the rest of Yaoqi's class will definitely not bother you."

"Okay." The man threw the empty wine jug towards him, An Hansheng took it lightly, and heard him say, "Bring me a few more jugs tomorrow."