The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

Wu Zhi's words made Wu Song silent.

Get married soon...

When he came back a few days ago, his elder brother had said this to him.

Today is the second time he heard the same words.

Wu Song is not stupid, if the elder brother would say those words on the day he just returned home, it was out of a kind of care and concern for him.Then this second time, from behind the words of concern, Wu Song was keenly aware of a vague deep meaning.

Like a pun.

Wu Song probably guessed that the elder brother would do this because of the man standing beside the elder brother at the moment.

The elder brother didn't want him to have too much interaction with Pan Jinlian.

In fact, since seeing Pan Jinlian playing the pipa that day, Wu Song has been trying to avoid contact with this nominal sister-in-law as much as possible.

He also reminded himself in his heart to pay attention to the distance from Pan Jinlian, and even made plans to apply for the night shift at the yamen servant in two days.

Because as long as you are on duty at night, you can live in the Tongbang over there.In this way, he can also be more comfortable, without having to look forward and backward like that.

Originally, he planned to wait for the night banquet and lantern festival to pass before telling his eldest brother about this decision, but now, Wu Song felt that the sooner he could talk about it, the better.

Thinking of this, Wu Song expressed his intention to apply for the night shift.

After hearing this, Wu Zhi didn't speak immediately, but thought for a while before asking, "Have you decided yet?"

Wu Song nodded.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi didn't say much anymore.

As for the matter of the red ribbon, it was also taken advantage of the situation.

Fu Zhenhong said to Wu Zhi: "Go and buy a mask."

Wu Zhi replied: "Okay."

…………

on the street.

There are nearly twice as many stalls on both sides of the road as compared to usual.

Although it was still a few hours before the night banquet and lantern festival started, the street was already full of people coming and going, very lively.

Many people put on Xiuhui clothes, some young boys were chasing and playing with their masks, and the adults were in twos and threes, chatting and talking about how beautiful the origami lanterns they made were.

Almost everyone is filled with the joy of a festival coming.

They are immersed in their own joy and don't care about their surroundings like they usually do.

However, even so.

When Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi appeared on the street, some people seemed to cast their eyes on them uncontrollably.

Wu Zhi didn't like the gazes of others on him and Pan Jinlian, no matter whether these gazes were kind or malicious, pure curiosity or interest in watching the fun, he didn't like them.

Wu Zhi's face under the mask turned cold, his lips were tightly closed, he held Fu Zhenhong's hand, and went straight to the nearest booth selling masks: "You pick one." He said to the man beside him, But the hand that was held did not let go.

Fu Zhenhong turned her head and looked at Wu Zhi: "It seems a bit inconvenient to pick with one hand."

Hearing this, Wu Zhi let go of Fu Zhenhong's hand.

Fu Zhenhong glanced over a pile of animal masks, and finally picked up a fox mask.

This fox mask only has two colors, black and white. Although the colors are simple, they are very vivid.

Fu Zhenhong asked Wu Zhi: "What do you think of this?"

Wu Zhi said: "You should look good wearing it."

Fu Zhenhong chuckled, "But I want to see you wearing it even more."

Wu Zhi: "Me?"

Fu Zhenhong handed the fox mask to Wu Zhi: "This is for you."

Wu Zhi asked: "What about you?"

Fu Zhenhong said, "You choose for me."

Hearing this, Wu Zhi glanced down at the mask in his hand, then raised his eyes and glanced at the mask hanging on the booth. In the next second, he also picked up a fox mask.

But the color of this fox mask is not black and white, but red and white, "This." Wu Zhi handed the selected fox mask to Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong took the mask, glanced sideways at Wu Zhi, "That's it."

After Wu Zhi paid the money, he asked Fu Zhenhong to put the fox mask on directly.This fox mask can cover most of a person's face, so that it can block the eyes of others.

Fu Zhenhong raised the mask in his hand, "You help me put it on."

Wu Zhi nodded, picked up the mask from Fu Zhenhong's hand, untied the rope on it, lowered his head, and put the mask on for Fu Zhenhong.

When he withdrew his hand, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, his warm fingertips lightly brushed Fu Zhenhong's eartips.

"All right."

"Does it look good?" Fu Zhenhong asked casually.

"It looks good." Wu Zhi answered seriously.

His words are not false.

Pan Jinlian, who was wearing a mask, only showed half of her face. Under the beautiful lips, the delicate chin line was smooth and graceful, which made people feel the urge to hold it in the palm of their hand and caress it carefully.

And Wu Zhi, thinking so in his heart, did so.

His callused fingertips touched Fu Zhenhong's chin, and the heat from his fingertips spread to Fu Zhenhong's skin.

Under the sun, Wu Zhi lowered his eyes halfway, and the shadow cast by his eyelashes made his eyes look a little more unpredictable and deep.

He just stared at Fu Zhenhong like this, and gently and slowly stroked Fu Zhenhong's chin with his fingertips, with a slight, not obvious sense of affection.

At this moment, he didn't seem to be pretending anymore.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that he is still the silent and honest Wu Zhi in the eyes of others, and he seems to be the same as usual.

The next second, when Wu Zhi was about to withdraw his hand, Fu Zhenhong held Wu Zhi's wrist.

Compared with the temperature on Wu Zhi's body, Fu Zhenhong's body temperature was relatively low. His palm was pressed against the skin of Wu Zhi's wrist, and then he turned his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, and touched Wu Zhi's fingertips that had touched his chin. kissed.

At this moment, the soft touch at the fingertips was like a slight electric current, and rushed down Wu Zhi's hand to his throat.

Because of the mask, Wu Zhi couldn't see the expression on Pan Jinlian's face, but he could see an almost coquettish light from his beautiful phoenix eyes.

It was a kind of casual glamorousness, as if it was charming and seducing someone.It also seemed to be just a joke on the spur of the moment, but apart from that, there was no other deep meaning.

Wu Zhi's lips moved slightly: "You..."

Fu Zhenhong let go of his hand and took his words: "What about me?"

Wu Zhi shook his head slightly, thought for a while, but finally did not continue: "It's nothing."

Fu Zhenhong didn't have any intention of asking, he said, "Then go back."

After the words fell, Fu Zhenhong took the lead and walked in the same direction as when she came and went.

Wu Zhi glanced at the man's back, and then lowered his eyes to look at the fingertips kissed by the other's lips.He covered up the deepness in his eyes, twitched his fingertips as if looking back, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, and then he raised his heels to touch Fu Zhenhong.

And after Wu Zhi and Fu Zhenhong left the mask booth, some people who saw the interaction between Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi couldn't help talking in a low voice——

"How could this Pan Jinlian be so close to Wu Zhi in public?"

"That's right, people come and go on the street, and I don't know how to restrain myself."

"Indeed, I'm not ashamed at all!"

However, after these voices appeared, they were quickly suppressed by other voices——

"What's wrong with just kissing your fingertips?"

"You take care of yourself, staring at people all day long, like a stinky maggot, full of bad words, I think it is you who should be ashamed the most!"

"That's right! Originally, Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi became close couples. Even if they did something closer, that's normal. Is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks here?"

The people who spoke were all young men in their twenties. They were the ones who had witnessed Fu Zhenhong playing the pipa. Since they watched Fu Zhenhong playing the pipa that day, these people became Pan Jinlian loyal defenders.

When they heard someone say that Pan Jinlian was wrong, they couldn't help but refute a few words.

At this time, on the second floor opposite the mask booth, a woman in a light yellow dress gradually turned cold.

She looked at the back of Pan Jinlian leaving, and there was obvious disgust in her eyes.

"Ma'am, this Pan Jinlian seems to be doing well." Behind the woman stood an older woman.

The woman in yellow is Zhang Yuezhou's mother, the head wife of the Zhang family.When she thought of her son who was still angry with her, saying that she wanted to sever the relationship between mother and child, and the husband who kept talking about Pan Jinlian, her face became a little distorted.

"I won't make it easy for him." Zhang clutched the handkerchief tightly, swearing inwardly.

"What is the madam going to do?"

Mrs. Zhang took a deep breath when she heard the words, and in the next second, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and a stern look appeared on her face: "I remember that Erlang from the Wu family is back."

"I came back a few days ago."

"So they are three living together now?"

"Yes."

Hearing this affirmative answer, Zhang's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a few seconds, she turned around and said to the nanny who had been with her for decades: "Aunt Tao, come forward, I have something I need you to explain things to me."

Aunt Tao stepped forward and put her ear to Zhang's mouth.

Soon, Mrs. Zhang whispered a few words in Aunt Tao's ear with only two people able to hear the voice.

After hearing this, Aunt Tao opened her eyes in shock: "Ma'am, do you really have to do this?" There was a trace of unbearable expression on her face.

Zhang sneered: "Of course."

Aunt Tao hesitated: "Would that be too much? If the master and the young master find out, they..."

Before Aunt Tao could finish her words, she slapped her face firmly with a "slap", "Don't mention them to me!" Zhang's face flushed with anger, and her facial features became hideous.

Aunt Tao covered her slapped face and immediately knelt on the ground, pleading guilty to let Zhang calm down.

But there was a bit of sadness in her heart.

The madam has a very good temper. Since the madam found out that her husband and son both fell in love with Pan Jinlian at the same time, her temper has become more and more weird.If something goes wrong, he will get angry and lose his temper.

Things are becoming more and more extreme.

But she is just a servant, watching his wife lose herself step by step due to hatred, but she can't do anything about it.

Mrs. Zhang didn't know what Aunt Tao was thinking, she was full of thoughts about how to get revenge on Pan Jinlian.

Originally, she thought that if she married Pan Jinlian to Wu Zhi, she would be able to see Pan Jinlian's desperation.As long as Pan Jinlian is unhappy, she feels at ease.

But what she didn't expect was that not only did Pan Jinlian not show the pain she imagined, but her life seemed to be very comfortable, which made Zhang simply unbearable.

She hated Zhang Cheng's playfulness, and even more hated Pan Jinlian for seducing her son.Zhang Cheng is her husband, it is not easy for her to get revenge on Zhang Cheng, it needs careful planning step by step, but it is not difficult for her to make Pan Jinlian feel bad.

She still remembers Pan Jinlian's inadvertently smug eyes after she attracted her son's love.

That look was like a sharp and sharp thorn, piercing Zhang's heart fiercely.

Every time she thinks of it, her heart starts to throb.

She must not make Pan Jinlian feel better.

After deepening this thought in her heart again, Mrs. Zhang took another deep breath.She stabilized her emotions, then looked at Aunt Tao who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Tonight's lantern festival is an opportunity."

Aunt Tao lowered her head: "Understood Madam, I will follow your instructions and explain the matter."

Mrs. Zhang nodded: "Remember to let them move cleanly."

As long as the actions are done cleanly and no evidence can be found, even if it is guessed that she is the mastermind behind the scenes, she will have no choice.

...............

Although the night banquet and lantern show started at Xu time, when it was only a quarter of an hour before Xu time, most families in Qinghe County had already lit the origami lanterns hanging at the door.

It was just after sunset.

The setting sun in the sky completely dissipated, and the darkened sky added a hazy feeling to the whole Qinghe County.

Fu Zhenhong changed into her Xiuhui clothes and put on a fox mask.

His clothes are red, and the fox mask is also red and white. The mask and Xiu Hui suit are matched together, which looks very harmonious.

However, the red Xiuhui dress, which would look a bit tacky to others, looked particularly good on Fu Zhenhong.The bright and flamboyant red made his skin more fair and delicate, like red plums protruding from the snow, standing tall and graceful.

Wu Zhi also quickly changed into Xiuhui clothes and put on another fox mask.

When the two went downstairs together, Wu Song, who was already waiting downstairs, had to admit that the elder brother and Pan Jinlian looked quite right after seeing it.

Wu Zhi looked at Wu Song: "Are the lanterns turned on?"

Wu Songdao: "It's all open."

Wu Zhi nodded: "Then let's go."

On the street, all kinds of lanterns are dazzling.

Under the illumination of these colorful lanterns, everyone, no matter young men, women, children or old people, put on Xiuhui clothes and wore all kinds of strange masks.

It's bizarre, like a dream but not an illusion.

A somewhat mysterious sense of fantasy lingered throughout Qinghe County.

Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi walked in front side by side, while Wu Song walked one step behind them.

At this moment, several children ran over from the front of Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi, playing around. One of the boys wearing a cat face mask accidentally knocked Fu Zhenhong back because he was running too fast. .

As for Wu Song, who was walking behind, seeing Pan Jinlian's body falling towards him, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him, but before his fingertips touched the man's back, the other hand held him firmly Living.

Wu Zhi looked at Fu Zhenhong nervously and asked, "Are you injured?"

While speaking, his hand on Fu Zhenhong's back also moved, and his arm crossed Fu Zhenhong's back, holding Fu Zhenhong firmly under his arms.

Fu Zhenhong shook her head: "It's fine."

Wu Song, who was standing behind, saw this, his outstretched hand froze for a moment, and then retracted it in embarrassment.

And after this little episode, for some reason, Wu Song, who was not interested in going to the night banquet and lantern festival, looked at the big brother and Pan Jinlian walking in front, and didn't want to stay in this crowded and noisy environment.

Eldest brother and Pan Jinlian are husband and wife, and he felt a little uncomfortable following behind them.This kind of discomfort will give Wu Song the illusion that he is superfluous.

He didn't like this feeling.

He didn't want to just walk behind and look at his elder brother and Pan Jinlian like a superfluous person.

In the end, Wu Song said: "Brother." He called Wu Zhi, and after Wu Zhi looked back at him, Wu Song said, "I want to go to other places alone."

Naturally, Wu Zhi had no reason to refuse Wu Song's words: "Then we will meet at Landong Stone Bridge during Haishi."

Wu Song nodded, then turned and walked in another direction.

Wu Zhi looked at Wu Song's back, thinking of Wu Song's subconscious action just now, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

After Wu Song left, Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi continued to hang out.

Although Fu Zhenhong had Pan Jinlian's original memories, this was his first visit to the Lantern Festival.

He likes quietness, but he doesn't reject this kind of festival with strong local characteristics, and he doesn't think this kind of highly customary lantern meeting is boring.

"There is a fire-breathing show over there! It is said that this time the show is very different, hurry up! If you go late, you won't get a good seat!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

These words immediately aroused the curiosity of others, and everyone ran forward one after another.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi was about to hold Pan Jinlian to prevent the man from being scattered by the crowd, but in the next second, four people wearing black impermanence masks appeared behind him, and they trapped his limbs very forcefully. take him off.

Wu Zhi's eyes turned cold, and he was about to clean up these people with silver needles, but changed his mind after seeing Pan Jinlian find him trapped.He pretended that he couldn't resist, and let these people take him away.

"The person who was dragged away just now, is the Wu family master?"

"It should be. I think his legs are lame, and his body shape is also very similar to Wu Jia Dalang."

"Why do those people want to arrest Wu Zhi? Could it be some kind of enemy?"

"Wu Zhi is a biscuit seller, how can he have any enemies?"

"Look at what you said, just because Wu Zhi doesn't exist doesn't mean Wu Song doesn't exist!"

"Wu Song? That's right! I almost forgot that in his early years Wu Song fought with people because he was drunk and almost killed them."

"From my point of view, that person saw Wu Song come back, so he took advantage of the lantern festival to make a move!"

"So, Wu Zhi was implicated by his younger brother?"

"Do you want to report to the police?"

"At this point, the magistrates of the county government are probably wandering around. Who cares about this? As long as it doesn't make too much noise, it's not a big deal."

Amidst the discussions among these people, Fu Zhenhong had already chased after Wu Zhi was taken away.

But helplessly, there were too many people around, crowded in twos and threes, obviously not far away, it took Fu Zhenhong a lot of time just to walk through the crowd and arrive at the alley where Wu Zhi disappeared.

[Xiao Hong, Da Lang will be fine, right? ]

[No, I just saw a silver light flashing from his sleeve.If I'm not mistaken, that thing should be a silver needle. ]

[You mean that Wu Zhi was arrested on purpose? ]

[Um. ]

[Why?Could it be that you want to see if you will take risks for him? ]

Not only for this reason.

[He should also want to use this to find out who is behind the scenes. ] Fu Zhenhong answered the weak chicken system.

[I see. ] The weak chicken system understands, no wonder Xiaohong can catch up with them faster, but deliberately pretends to be the normal speed that an ordinary person should have.

Fu Zhenhong ignored the weak chicken system, and turned his attention back to reality.

At this time, the two people wearing pig-face masks standing at the entrance of the alley were discussing in moderate voices——

"Those people just now were too bold, they just dragged them away!"

"I think the person who was dragged away is a bit like Wu Jia Dalang."

"That direction is to take people to the ruined temple at the pass of Qinghe Mountain?"

"should be."

Fu Zhenhong listened to the two people's words, his eyes swept over the two people, and after looking at their wrists, he quickly walked towards the entrance of the alley.

And the other side.

At almost the same moment, Wu Song, who was walking aimlessly on the road, also heard the news that his eldest brother was taken away from the mouths of two people with pig-face masks.

At the foot of Qinghe Mountain, the ruined temple...

Thinking that the person who captured the elder brother might be his former enemy, Wu Song's eyes froze, and he rushed away as fast as possible.

However, when Wu Song rushed to the foot of Qinghe Mountain, he walked into the ruined temple, but he didn't see his eldest brother.

In the dim ruined temple, there was a faint scent of sandalwood.

The surrounding area was very quiet, except for the occasional night wind that slapped the old wooden boards, making creaking noises.

Wu Song raised his vigilance and walked towards the inner hall of the ruined temple.

However, just as he walked to the corner, he felt his head swell, and his vision became a little hazy and loose.

The drowsy head caused Wu Song to shake his head subconsciously. This kind of drowsiness, which was similar to the feeling of being intoxicated by the incense, made him realize that there was something wrong with the sandalwood in the temple.

Wu Song immediately held his breath and went to the tribute hall to check the incense burner on it.That is, at the moment when Wu Song lowered his eyes, the person who had been lurking under the tribute hall for a long time suddenly threw a piece of incense powder at Wu Song.

Wu Song swung his arms horizontally, blocking the oncoming fragrance powder.

However, in the next second, another person hiding in the dark appeared behind Wu Song, and knocked Wu Song unconscious with a stick.

The two men with pig face masks and noses looked at each other and nodded. One of them quickly tied Wu Song up with a rope, and the other replaced the incense in the incense burner with Another incense with an aphrodisiac effect.

After doing this, the two looked at each other again, and then looked at the direction of the backyard behind the inner hall at the same time.

The taller masked man sighed: "This Wu Dalang is really miserable. He will be forced to listen to his husband and his younger brother in a while."

"Don't sigh, since the two of us have finished our affairs, we should leave here quickly."

"You're right, let's go! Let's change our clothes and go to Zuihualou to drink!"

The two walked out of the ruined temple while talking.

Not long after the two left, Wu Song, who was in good health, gradually woke up from a coma.He slowly opened his eyes and found that not only his limbs were weak, but he was also tied up with a rope.

The sandalwood scent in the air had dissipated, replaced by another scent he had never smelled before.

Wu Song felt that his body was slowly heating up, which was not normal, and he vaguely understood something.Supporting his body, Wu Song untied the rope on his feet with his bound hands.

If it was in a normal state, Wu Song would be able to untie the rope without any effort, but now his limbs are weak, and it is difficult to do what is usually easy.

Fortunately, the rope was not tied very complicatedly, and Wu Song finally untied it after using some skills.

However, although the rope on his feet was untied, as time went by, the temperature of his body became higher and higher.

Must leave as soon as possible!

Wu Song's lips were tight, and he was about to stand up slowly against the stone pillar behind him, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the ruined temple.

In the next second, a figure walked into the extremely dark main hall.

At the same time, Wu Song heard a familiar male voice——

"Wu Zhi?"