The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

[Xiao Hong, Ximen Qing is obviously starting to care about you. ]

[Um. ]

At this stage, Fu Zhenhong actually doesn't care much about Ximen Qing, the son of luck's strategies.What he paid more attention to were the two brothers from the Wu family.

On Fu Zhenhong's way back, it began to rain lightly.

The pattering rainwater fell on the ground, and after splashing white spray, it melted with the soil.

Back home, Fu Zhenhong took out the mud. The red mud is not very obvious, and it is easy to be ignored if you don't pay attention.

However, Wu Zhi was responsible for washing Fu Zhenhong's clothes. With Wu Zhi's meticulousness, she would probably see it.

[Dalang should be suspicious. ] The weak chicken system said.

[He has already become suspicious himself. ] Fu Zhenhong replied.

With Wu Zhi's keenness, Fu Zhenhong didn't think that Wu Zhi would not notice at all that he went out every day these days.

What's more, Fu Zhenhong didn't deliberately hide anything.

The weak chicken system asked: [Then what should I do now? ]

How to do?

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the red mud on the clothes, and then took off the clothes.While changing into another clean shirt, he said, "Just leave it like this."

When the weak chicken system heard what Fu Zhenhong said, it didn't continue to ask.

Since Xiaohong has said so, there must be absolutely sufficient reasons.Its host business capabilities are top-notch, so you don't need to worry about it at all. As a system, you just need to be a mascot obediently.

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Wu Zhi loves cleanliness very much. Regardless of whether it is spring, summer or autumn or winter, he will change out the clothes he was wearing that day, and then start washing after dinner.

It was getting late, and the twilight glow faded from the sky.

At the moment of Xu Shi, Wu Zhi, as usual, put the changed dirty clothes in the wooden basin to wash.

When cleaning the clothes that Fu Zhenhong had replaced, he saw the red mud on the clothes.Wu Zhi gently stroked the stain with his fingertips, his eyes gradually darkened.

This is red mud. This kind of soil is not particularly common. Within a hundred miles, it is only found in the woods behind Nanfang.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhi's eyes flashed with thought.He raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Zhenhong who was sitting at the table reading a picture book, and then turned his gaze back, calmly washing the clothes in his hands, as if the flashing darkness just now was just an illusion.

[Xiaohong, he really saw it. ]

[Um. ]

Not only saw, but also guessed where he went these days.

[Eh!Xiaohong, I suddenly found that Dalang's walking is not much different from that of ordinary people. ] The weak chicken system sighed in Fu Zhenhong's sea of ​​consciousness: [If you don't pay attention, you won't notice that his legs are a little lame. ]

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Wu Zhi, then moved her eyes from Wu Zhi's legs to the mask on Wu Zhi's face.

[Maybe in a few days, probably when you move to Bianjing, you can still see him taking

[Huh?What does it mean? ] The weak chicken system is confused.

Fu Zhenhong, however, did not reply.

He withdrew his attention and continued to look at the picture book in his hand.

Day two.

Wu Zhi went out early and went to Lin'an Medical Center.

Fu Zhenhong also went to the woods behind Nanfang according to the agreed time.

When Fu Zhenhong arrived, Xijian Lin had already arrived for almost a quarter of an hour.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong wearing a mask, Xi Jianlin stepped forward and said hello, "You're here." While speaking, he sized up Fu Zhenhong's figure intentionally or unintentionally.

His eyes are actually very hidden, and they don't attract attention.But Fu Zhenhong is not an ordinary person, so she naturally caught this look.

But the discovery was the discovery, and Fu Zhenhong didn't say anything about it.

Compared to Fu Zhenhong's calmness and indifference, Xijianlin's thoughts were racing.After he went back yesterday, the back of this man has been echoing in his mind.

He had a good memory. Although Xi Jianlin only saw Pan Jinlian's back in the carriage that day, he remembered the other's back in his mind.

One is because of Pan Jinlian's own identity, and the other is because apart from other things, with such a back view, even if you don't look at the person's face, you can see that this person has a good figure, tall and straight, with a strong body. Thin but not frail.

Such a back view is hard to forget.

Originally, Xi Jianlin didn't associate Pan Jinlian with the masked man in front of him. After all, no matter how you look at it, the two should be inseparable.

In his memory, Pan Jinlian in Water Margin was just a very ordinary woman.Even if Pan Jinlian is a man in the world he lives in now, it shouldn't be too different from his actual identity in the plot.

Because of this idea, Xi Jianlin denied it in his heart at first, but the more he thought about this man's back, the more he felt that it was very similar to Pan Jinlian's back that he saw that day.

Whether it is height, body shape, or the length of hair, they are almost exactly the same.

What a coincidence.

Xi Jianlin's thoughts were divided into two parts, one of which said that there are not so many coincidences in this world, and one should believe in one's self-awareness.The other told him that the man in front of him was very powerful, if Pan Jinlian had such abilities, how could he be humiliated by the master and marry the ugly and lame Wu Dalang.

The thoughts of the two parties kept fighting in Xi Jianlin's mind, but in fact, only a few seconds passed in reality.

Because he was thinking about something in his heart, Xi Jianlin was not in a good mood.

Fu Zhenhong naturally also saw Xijianlin's absent-mindedness. Judging from Ximen Qing's performance, the matter that made this absent-mindedness must have something to do with him.

And sure enough, Fu Zhenhong's guess was not bad.

After not practicing for a long time, Xi Jianlin asked, "Do you people in Qinghe County like to gossip?" Xi Jianlin was about to direct the topic to the information he wanted to know.

But after finishing this sentence, he suddenly realized that the last two words did not belong to this era, so he quickly changed his words: "Just like talking about other people's affairs?"

When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she glanced at him inexplicably.

Xi Jianlin's body paused slightly. At this moment, he was clearly doubting the identity of this person, but why did he suddenly have the illusion that his identity had been seen through.

Xi Jianlin shook his head lightly, dispelling this unreasonable feeling of weirdness.

Fu Zhenhong said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Xi Jianlin mulled over his words, and then said: "I went to Ruyi Restaurant a few days ago, and in the carriage, I heard people discussing Wu Family Dalang and Pan Jinlian..."

Speaking of this, Xi Jianlin paused for a moment, and after taking a look at Fu Zhenhong, he continued: "I only knew after hearing these discussions that the most beautiful person in your Qinghe County is married to the ugliest people."

"I'm a little curious. Do those people who are discussing like to talk about this, or is it because they are talking about Pan Jinlian?" After saying this, Xi Jianlin looked at Fu Zhenhong again.

At this moment, Xi Jianlin was actually slightly nervous. He wanted to hear what this man would say.

However, the other party was wearing a mask, so he couldn't get useful information by observing the expression on the man's face.And in the pair of eyes exposed by the other party, there is a consistent calmness.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes, and looked at Ximen Qing who was testing him with some amusement: "I said it..." He said calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it."

At the end, Fu Zhenhong added: "There's no need to beat around the bush."

Xi Jianlin was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this person to be so direct.But since the other party's words have already reached this point, he doesn't intend to turn a corner to test.

"Then I'll just say it straight," Xi Jianlin looked directly into Fu Zhenhong's eyes, "What's your relationship with Pan Jinlian...?"

Fu Zhenhong was not surprised when she heard the words.Hearing what this person said just now, it seems that he saw his back in the carriage that day, so he had this series of doubts.

He took a step forward and walked to a position less than an arm's length away from Xijian Forest, and asked a little playfully, "What do you think is the relationship between me and Pan Jinlian?"

Xi Jianlin looked at Fu Zhenhong without moving her gaze.If it is said that he was just a unilateral guess.So now, after hearing the retort question from the man in front of him, the guess in his heart became certain.

Although he found it unbelievable, in the next second, he still expressed the guess in his heart: "You are Pan Jinlian."

Fu Zhenhong suddenly laughed, nodded and said, "I am."

Fu Zhenhong's answer was so straightforward that Xi Jianlin almost didn't realize it: "Is that how you admit it?"

Fu Zhenhong: "Otherwise?"

Xi Jianlin was a little startled, his lips moved, wanting to say something, but suddenly he didn't know where to start.

The man in front of him who taught him lightness kung fu was really Pan Jinlian.In the plot, Pan Jinlian, who is inextricably linked with Ximen Qing and cheating on Wu Dalang behind her back.

As for himself, he thought in his heart that he must cherish life, stay away from Pan Jinlian, and avoid the original plot from happening.Unexpectedly, she got in touch with Pan Jinlian in another way.

Suddenly, the amount of information was so large that it was difficult for Xijianlin to digest.

At this moment, his mood is quite complicated.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and finally he asked again as if confirming: "So you are really Pan Jinlian?"

Fu Zhenhong did not answer immediately, but took another half step forward.As soon as he moved, the distance between the two became very close.

Xi Jianlin retreated subconsciously, but there was a big tree behind him, and he couldn't retreat at all.Xi Jianlin's lips were tightly closed. At this moment, smelling the fragrance emanating from the man in front of him, the close distance made Xi Jianlin a little nervous.

His heart was beating faster.

Fu Zhenhong saw Xi Jianlin's nervousness, he chuckled, and said slowly: "You know, curiosity kills the cat, now that you know my identity, what do you think I will do?"

Fu Zhenhong threw the question to Xi Jianlin. It was a light sentence, but it made Xi Jianlin's body tense up instantly.

Fu Zhenhong noticed this change, and the smile in her eyes suddenly became stronger.He stretched out his hand, gently stroked Xi Jianlin's chin, looked directly at Xi Jianlin with his dark eyes, and said the most creepy words in the most gentle tone: "Do you think I will kill you?"

Almost at the same time that Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the weak chicken system suddenly said in his sea of ​​consciousness: [Xiaohong, someone is here! ]

[Who? ]

Even though she was asking this question, Fu Zhenhong already had an answer in her heart.

[It's Wu Zhi! ]