I am not a good person

Zhao Zenian stretched out two fingers to feel his pulse, and soon he let out another breath.

After tidying up his sleeves and sitting for a while, Zhao Zenian opened the door and went out, dutifully walked around the lobby and the second floor of the inn, checked around the inn again, and came back in peace.

As soon as midnight arrived, his subordinates would change positions. Based on his past experience, he believed that most of the changes occurred when he took over, so he turned off the lights early and pretended to rest in the house.

Almost lying on the bed, he walked to the door without a sound, poked a small hole in the window paper with his finger, and listened to the movement in the next room.

It was quiet late at night, with the breeze blowing, bringing the slight rustling of leaves, and heard a slight noise from outside the house, followed by one of his subordinates asking: "Who?"

Zhao Zenian narrowed his eyes, and saw a black shadow flash across the courtyard through the small hole.

There was the sound of the door opening from the next door, and two of his subordinates came out slowly with knives in their hands. They both looked vigilant, one looked at the sky, and the other looked at the courtyard.

Finding nothing, they turned and walked into the house, when something flew through the air and they stopped moving.

Zhao Zenian looked at the two stones that fell on the ground and smiled silently. He had used this technique many times.

Two more people walked out of the room, different from the previous two, they sensed the strangeness of their companions, guarded the door and refused to cross the threshold half a step.

As midnight approached, Zhao Zenian waited patiently, only to see a black shadow suddenly soaring into the sky and throwing two stones!

He held his forehead speechlessly, his subordinates were really useless, and the two standing at the door did not escape and were pinned down.

The visitor was dressed in black night clothes and covered with a face scarf. He was of fair size, with a slender figure, like a young man.

Zhao Zenian bowed his head in thought: only one person came?

There was the sound of weapons fighting next door, and he opened the door and walked over silently. The man in black had subdued the remaining people in the house, and was about to pry the box open with a dagger drawn from his shoe.

Zhao Zenian sneered silently and lowered his right hand, a shiny small flying knife appeared in the palm of his hand, he poured his inner strength and threw it out, aiming at the back of the neck of the man in black.

The man in black noticed, turned to the left side, and the small flying knife scraped half an inch away from his jaw, and plunged straight into the wall!

Zhao Zenian didn't expect to be able to hit it with a single blow, he dared to barge in in the middle of the night alone, he was by no means an ordinary stealer.

And judging by the way he picked the lock with the dagger just now, he probably doesn't know what's in the box at all.

He casually unlocked the acupoints of his subordinates: "Get out of the way first."

Everyone retreated one after another, and only Zhao Zenian was left in the room. The man in black was looking around, obviously looking for a way out.

Zhao Zenian suddenly felt that he was playing a game of cat and mouse.

Thinking of this, his mood suddenly brightened, and he raised his chin behind his hands: "Take off your face scarf, confess your identity, and I can forgive you for all your actions just now!"

The man in black didn't say a word, but with a cold look in his eyes, he drew his sword and greeted him.

Zhao Zenian dodged his body slightly, and at the same time struck with his palms. The man in black squatted down and stabbed at his stomach with his sword. !

One foot after another, the man in black kicked the chairs, flower pots, and teapots and oil lamps on the table towards him, and rushed towards the door while Zhao Zenian dodged to dodge.

When Zhao Zenian saw it, he hooked his foot hard and kicked the table over, just blocking the door!

The man in black might have been driven into a hurry, he swung his long sword vigorously, and a beam of white light sword energy split the table in half, he kicked half of it over, and then ran out of the house in a hurry.

Zhao Zenian avoided the half of the table, and when he chased him out, he was already gone.

The subordinates outside the door panicked and pleaded guilty: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, please punish him!"

Zhao Zenian patted the dust off his sleeves, and said casually: "It doesn't matter, no matter who this person is, if he really likes our box, he will definitely come again."

It's better if you don't come, less trouble.

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Li led the team forward while maintaining vigilance.

Zhao Zenian dozed off after riding a horse, and after walking not far, the sound of horseshoes came from behind, accompanied by a familiar voice: "Mr. Zhao, please stay!"

He reined in his horse and stopped, seeing who was coming, couldn't hide his surprise: "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Yueyi was wearing a light yellow slim robe, his hair was blown tousled by the wind, and he smiled and said, "It's hard for Mr. Zhao to remember me."

Zhao Zenian smiled and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Feng Yueyi sighed helplessly: "Oh, it's a long story."

Zhao Zenian thought about it and asked, "Mr. Feng, where did you stay last night?"

Feng Yueyi pursed his lips, and stretched out his finger to point to the direction: "Don't mention it! If I knew there was an inn there, I would have walked two steps longer yesterday. I slept against the tree trunk all night, and my shoulders and neck were sore and sore!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and hit the back of his shoulder.

Zhao Zenian stared at the light blue and black eyes under his eyes, and asked again: "Mr. Feng, where are you going?"

Feng Yueyi buried his eyes, looking embarrassed: "Mr. Zhao, I need your help."

"Please say……"

An angry expression appeared on Feng Yueyi's face: "It's my fault that I am young but my eyesight is dim. I didn't see through the trap set by others, so that I was plotted against!"

"Oh?" Zhao Zenian looked him up and down, and said, "Young Master Feng, you don't seem to be in any serious trouble."

"Ah!" Feng Yueyi was a little discouraged: "I was poisoned, and many doctors said that the poison is hard to cure! Therefore, I have a heartless request. In case those who plot against me take the opportunity to make trouble, I beg Mr. Zhao Allow me to walk all the way, there are so many of you, they should have some scruples!"

After finishing speaking, he eagerly added: "Young Master Zhao, don't worry, as long as I get rid of the poison, I will never bother you again!"

Zhao Zenian lowered his head slightly, and when he rolled his eyes, he had a plan: "Mr. Feng, I know a little bit about medicine. If you don't mind, why don't you let me take your pulse first?"

Feng Yueyi showed a little surprise: "Young Master Zhao is really a man!"

He stretched out his hand without hesitation: "In that case, I will trouble you, please!"

Zhao Zenian stretched out two fingers and lightly pressed his wrist, and took a look quietly. The pulse was a little strange, but it was indeed a sign of poisoning.

He withdrew his hand: "I can't see what kind of poison Mr. Feng has."

Feng Yueyi seemed to have heard this result more than once, only to be disappointed for a while, and asked: "I wonder if Mr. Zhao agrees?"

Zhao Zenian said, "I'm afraid we're not going the same way."

"Mr. Zhao is too worried. With my current state, I think it's the most important thing to save my life. It doesn't matter which way I go."

Zhao Zenian looked forward, but Wu Lu clearly refused.He smiled and said, "Well, if that's the case, you can go with us for now."

On the way, they stopped for a rest, some people guarded the carriage, and Wu Lu led others to make a fire to cook.

Zhao Zenian sat under the tree like an old man, waiting for someone to bring the meal, and felt the strong gaze from his side, so he had no choice but to turn his head: "Mr. Feng, what do you think I am doing?"

Feng Yueyi smiled slightly: "I'm surprised. In Danxi Town, you are dressed simply, no different from the general prodigal son who walks the rivers and lakes. Today's outfit looks like someone's elegant son, handsome and unrestrained, with a sharp spirit. "

His eyes were full of scrutiny: "It gives people the feeling that it's not easy to mess with!"

Zhao Zenian laughed softly. At that time, in order to gain Xu Yuan's trust, he dressed neither badly nor badly, but today he wore a light blue inlaid jade headband, and he was wearing a blue background and white pattern with a straight collar and a curved train. Wristbands tightly bound with black cloth and silver nails, and a pair of black boots are indeed conspicuous.

He didn't forget the past, it was Feng Yueyi who reminded Xu Yuan not to trust him, and said, "Young Master Feng is really good at joking."

Feng Yueyi stared at Wu Li and the others: "I heard those people call you fourth master, so you really have made a fortune?"

Thinking back to the eyes of the man in black last night, Zhao Zenian became more and more sure that it was the person in front of him, but he had no evidence, so he wouldn't be so stupid as to expose it directly: "It's not about being successful, just finding a job and earning some money! "

After a moment of silence, Feng Yueyi spoke again: "When did you leave Danxi Town?"

"Not long ago, what happened?"

Feng Yueyi looked at him again with that scrutinizing look: "Have you heard about Xu Yuan?"

Zhao Zenian sighed: "Of course, I searched the mountains together with the people from the Xu family, but we still couldn't find his..." corpse.

He intentionally didn't finish his sentence, and then said: "Mr. Feng, you and Xu Yuan met for a while. I thought that after his accident, you would go to Xu's mansion to have a look."

Feng Yueyi's expression darkened, and he said: "Before his accident, I left Danxi Town. I was poisoned and went back to see the doctor, only to find out... I can only go to his grave to worship."

The Xu family set up a tomb for Xu Yuan.

Zhao Zenian understood: "So it is."

Feng Yueyi sighed, and said: "Actually, to be honest, most people probably wouldn't like Xu Yuan's personality. Why is Mr. Zhao still willing to be friends with him?"

Zhao Zenian asked back, "What about you?"

Feng Yueyi was taken aback: "Me? I think there are fewer and fewer people who are simple-minded, sincere and honest. Compared with intrigue, I would rather make friends with such simple people."

"Me too." Zhao Zenian said brazenly, "It's very comfortable to get to know him and get along with him."

Feng Yueyi's eyes flickered: "Oh, really?"

Zhao Zenian glanced at him calmly: "Mr. Feng doesn't believe me?"

Feng Yueyi chuckled: "I have a doubt, I've been wanting to find Mr. Zhao to help me solve it!"

His eyes were suddenly as sharp as an eagle: "On the day Xu Yuan participated in the Fuguiju auction, I saw you sitting on the second floor with that sister Hua. Since you regard Xu Yuan as a friend, why was he being bullied on the first floor?" , but you didn't help him?"

Zhao Zenian's nerves tensed up, and his heart turned a thousand times, and he suddenly understood the reason why Feng Yueyi wrote that letter to Xu Yuan.

His expression didn't change, only a little guilt: "You think I don't want to? But if I can help him for a while, can I help him forever?"

Feng Yueyi was stunned.

Zhao Zenian said eloquently: "You know how the Xu family treats Xu Yuan. The situation is already very chaotic. If I intervene again, Xu Yuan will not only be whipped!"