Soft-boned beauty, isn't he fragrant?

The man in Tsing Yi standing by the window turned his head, a slight smile appeared on his ordinary face without any characteristics, and he softly replied "Yeah".

"Are you here to see me or my sister?" After Chu Gui finished asking narrowly, he realized that this is not Ruyi Building. Liu Fu must have met his cousin before he could find this place.

Immediately reacted, and then said: "Is there any business from me?"

There was a slight sound of breaking wind, and with quick eyesight and hands, he snatched a wax pill from his ear, rubbed it away, took out the silk book and glanced at it, then lit a candle and burned it.

The flame ignited by the silk script flickered in and out of his palm, but Chu Gui thought of the funny thing, and joked:

"Hey, I am a wild ghost with a lot of money... You know that when I was listed in this hall a few days ago, I just had a drink with someone, but I was actually a thousand gold. I am also in the service industry, and this person who works hard is not as good as a person who sells jokes, you say , should I raise the price too?"

Liu Fu didn't understand what the service industry was, but the child made surprising remarks from time to time, and he was too used to asking, so he replied:

"Human life is not valuable at all. What is valuable is the desire in your heart. It depends on how much you can pay for this desire. There is no difference in essence between those who sell their laughter and those who sell their lives."

What he said was very thorough, Chu Gui agreed with it very much, and immediately thought of another thing in his heart:

"What about the one who sells the news? What's the matter with the Xuanji Pavilion? Is there a grudge against Liuying and me? Why do all the halls open opposite our house? Last time I went to the main hall of his house and met that surname Ruan's business, Wan Jin's business, if you say no, I will refuse it."

Liu Fu didn't have an answer to this question either, so he asked in surprise, "Wan Jin? What news is so important?"

Chu Gui naturally knew everything about Liu Fu, "Dingding City's topographical defense map, I have been there twice, and I can't break into it when I reach the sixth level. This is not because of his family's name of Xuanji Tianxia. I want to try and see if I can get it."

Regarding the child's life experience, Liu Fu was the only person in the world who knew clearly. Of course, he also understood the purpose of his wanting to enter the palace, so he did not dissuade him, but only reminded:

"No matter how you get in in the future, there is one person you have to consider first, Cui Chenglin, the chief eunuch, the person who never leaves Emperor Dading's side."

Chu Gui: "A master?"

Liu Fu: "No, a master! The world used to praise me as No. 1 in the world. In fact, I lost once, but no one knew about it. Twice, the same person!"

The meaning of these words is obvious, it was defeated by the chief eunuch.

Chu Gui couldn't believe it. Liu Fu's martial arts might have already reached the peak level. He himself has acquired the true lightness kung fu, and his fists, feet and internal strength are still far behind. On the way, defeat is almost doomed.

Frustrated for a few seconds, he immediately filled himself with chicken blood. After all, the enemy is knowing that he is in the dark, and the fist is afraid of being young. If you spend more time, you can always come up with a way to deal with it.

Gossiping for a while, I started to ask about this business: "I have been to this Mengshan Town, and it will arrive in a few hours to the south after leaving Shangdu, but has the situation been verified?"

Liu Fu: "Inevitable. Wild ghosts and lock souls are all evil. Can I still make you break the precept? If I really want to make you go wrong again, Wanwan can't spare me."

After saying this, a smile naturally formed on the corners of Liu Fu's lips, and his whole person seemed much gentler, as if just mentioning someone's name could also make him sincerely happy.

After a smile, this person was no longer in the room.

Chu Gui brushed away the ashes in his palm, and sighed secretly in his heart, he really didn't understand the situation of these two people.

From his point of view, Liu Fu and Chu Wan clearly admired each other, and even taught them all their martial arts but refused to recognize their status as masters and apprentices. They had to call themselves by their first names. This must be because of the seniority of their cousin.

But it happened that they were ten years younger, and the two of them still abided by the gift of confidant, neither of them was willing to take the first step, which made him, a bystander, terribly aggrieved.

Of course, he knew about his cousin's concerns. It was nothing more than a low self-esteem after falling into prostitution, and she didn't want to stigmatize Liu Fu, but what about Liu Fu?He is obviously a very free and easy person, he doesn't care about these false names, and besides, he is just a former killer with countless lives in his hands, how can he be more noble than a brothel old bustard?Why did you refuse to make it clear?

He also asked several times occasionally, but he was perfunctory and bypassed them all. Over time, he even began to get used to the way these two get along. He could give everything to each other at any time, but he was always short of the last one. I'm not full of lovers.

If one day he likes someone, he must have the courage to confess it, and be quick about whether he succeeds or not, so don't play this kind of game of guessing me and guessing you, wasting a lot of time in vain.

But where is his spring?

Such a sentimental thought only flashed for a moment, and Chu Gui immediately returned to his normal state, and once again became the new champion of Chuncaotang.

At midnight, he ordered Guo'er to send the drunk guests away, and said hello in advance, saying that he would sleep until noon the next day, and no one should come to disturb him.

After everything was settled, the wild ghosts shrouded in darkness went out to hunt.

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Mengshan Town, which is less than a hundred miles away from the capital, is guarded on the official road that must pass through from Zhongzhou to Cangzhou and Fujian. distribution center.

Therefore, the night market here is also very bustling, with drinks, food, brothels and gambling houses, everything that one expects to find, and it has even been dubbed the reputation of Xiaoshangdu.

In such a brightly lit night, some people are having fun here, drunk and dreaming of death, and naturally there are also people who suffer here and die.

On the back hall of Zhengyi Casino, an extremely thin young man half-kneeled by the table, begging for mercy with tears streaming down his face, "Mr. Huang, please do me a favor, just trust me this time, I... I really didn't think about it." I want to run, I just want to go to my relatives in Cangzhou to transfer money."

The head of the seat, the owner of Zhengyi Gambling Shop, named Huang Chuan, was a brawny man with a thick face. At this time, he sneered and said, "Didn't you want to run away? Wrapped up in the middle of the night to borrow money?"

Someone next to him interrupted immediately: "Brother, don't talk nonsense with him, this tuberculosis ghost is afraid that he won't pay a single penny, according to the rules, he will naturally have to use his hands and feet to fight it, if he can go out today in a hurry, he will look like a fool." Our brothers have no means."

Huang Chuan nodded, and the brothers around him immediately stepped forward and started punching and kicking. They slapped their heads and faces with ruthless hands, and a sharp face with triangular eyes shouted "Get out!" It hit the young man's kneecap hard.

With a crisp sound of "click", the leg bone broke, and the emaciated young man coughed continuously due to the tremendous pain, and coughed up a mouthful of blood in just a few moments.

He knew in his heart that he might not be able to hide today. Thinking of his original good home, he was coaxed by these gangsters into the gambling house and then completely dispersed, and then turned into this ugly appearance of excessive gambling. His heart was full of regret. overwhelmed the physical pain.

In such a desperate situation, the fear seems to have disappeared, but he held a bad breath in his chest, coughing up blood, and cursed intermittently: "Mengshan... seven ghosts, you...you will... eventually... I can't die too!"

The voice fell, the head nodded, and the breath was cut off.

Sanjiao went forward to check his pulse, then turned around and said, "Brother, he's gone."

The people in the seat didn't even blink their eyelids, they just cursed angrily: "You know he's sick, why don't you take it lightly? A broken leg can be sold to a black kiln for two dollars, but now It's just bad luck."

The brothers in the hall laughed and retorted:

"It doesn't work at all!"

"Yes."

"A sick child is not made..."

Just as they were clamoring, with a bang, the hall door suddenly closed automatically, and then the windows on the two walls were also quickly closed. Everyone looked around in bewilderment, but there was not even half a person.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little paradoxical.

On the table of the Eight Immortals in the middle of the hall, the straight-up lamp seemed to be twisted for a moment, and a black shadow appeared beside it.

The man sat leaning against the table, tilted his head and glanced at the thin young man on the ground, and said in an extremely unpleasant voice: "The seven ghosts of Mengshan? Tsk... you are worthy of being called ghosts?"

From closing the door to closing the window, several pairs of eyes in the hall kept staring wide open, but no one found out where the person at the table came from.

If you look more carefully now, you can see that a jet-black robe is tightly covering, even the head and face are wrapped by strips of black veil, not even half an inch of skin is exposed.

With such skill and tone, Huang Chuan immediately realized that the person who came was not kind. He quietly grabbed the mechanism hidden at the bottom of the armrest and triggered the alarm bell in the outer hall to call for helpers.

"This brother is so handsome, he came straight into the back hall of my house in the middle of the night, but do you need any help? If there are a few things missing, for the sake of morality in the world, I, Huang Chuan, am naturally not a stingy person. Satisfied." The man turned his head when he heard the words, and seemed to be sizing up the speaker through layers of black veil, but there was an extremely cold aura all over his body, and even his invisible gaze was like a sharp sword, almost To penetrate people in this way, it seems that no matter what kind of small movements, there is nothing to hide in front of him.

"Are you asking for foreign aid? Don't bother, there are only a few of you left... Let me see, one, two, three... four, five... six or seven."

Chu Gui patrolled around, counted the number of people in the hall clearly, and praised: "No one is too many and no one is missing. You are really good. It saves me a lot of effort to get together like this."

Huang Chuan had already dug the organ until it was almost broken, but he still didn't see half of the reinforcements, and immediately panicked: "The people outside, you... what did you do to them?"

Chu Gui responded casually: "It's just a short sleep, it's nothing serious."

Huang Chuan heaved a sigh of relief. Since he didn't do everything right, there should be something to talk about. It's just that this person's behavior doesn't look like he can be paid with money, so he barely held on to his airs and asked, "Who are you?" ? Want something?"

Chu Gui: "Me? Just a debt collector, old debt."