The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

In the end, the Zhang Yiru, who fainted from the pain, was brought back to Zhang's house by the guards, and Zhang Yiru, who had passed out from the pain, was held by the master of the Zhang family in person.

As for the master of the Zhang family, before he left with Zhang Yiru, he deliberately looked at Fu Zhenhong twice, and then looked at Lou Yan and Xie Linge thoughtfully, and then he thought of something, he With a sneer, he raised his beard, shook his sleeves and left.

Fu Zhenhong was between Lou Yan and Xie Lingge, seeing the master of the Zhang family turning away, he didn't intend to stay here any longer.

He first looked at Lou Yan who was standing on his right, and said flatly, "I saved you that day, but today you have canceled it." In short, the two owe each other nothing.

Although Fu Zhenhong didn't say the last sentence, he knew that this person could understand what he said.

In fact, Lou Yan did understand the deep meaning of the words.However, he didn't think that his act of standing out today was worth the kindness of the other party for saving him from the river.

That man walked away neatly that day, before he had time to thank him, he wanted to find the most suitable time to express his thanks, but these days, due to various reasons, he was temporarily delayed.

It was completely unexpected for Lou Yan to meet at the scene of the Zhang family's martial arts competition to recruit relatives today.

Lou Yan suppressed the subtle joy in his heart when he saw the other party.At this moment, after meeting the man's gaze towards him, he pursed his lips slightly, and was about to say that the grace of saving his life should not be easily repaid, when Xie Linge on the other side suddenly coughed twice.

Hearing the cough, Fu Zhenhong turned her gaze to Xie Lingge on the left.

And Lou Yan, who was already on the verge of speaking, saw that Fu Zhenhong's attention was attracted by Xie Lingge's coughing, he paused for an instant, his knife-like eyebrows slightly retracted, and his dark pupils flashed across A touch of coldness.

If Lou Jin was present at this time, he would definitely be able to see that his elder brother was unhappy.

But here, there is no Lou Jin.

Only Xie Linge.

Xie Lingge ignored Lou Yan on the other side, he smiled slightly at Fu Zhenhong, and said in a very hearty voice: "I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence."

Fu Zhenhong replied, "It's really a coincidence."

The area of ​​Bianjing City is obviously very large, with many large and small streets and alleys, and the road sections are also winding.But he felt as if it was easy to run into these nobles of the family.

Whether it was Zhao Rin not long ago, or Xie Linge and Lou Yan now.

Hearing Fu Zhenhong's reply, Xie Lingge raised the arc of his lips a little more. He thought for a while and said, "You have been here in Bianjing for a while, and I haven't done my favor as a landlord. I don't know if you are free today, but I would like to invite you to Yongling Tower for dinner."

"Yongling Building?"

"Well, Yongling Tower is not far from here." Seemingly afraid that Fu Zhenhong would refuse, Xie Lingge followed up and said: "There are many dishes there, and you can eat very authentic Qinghe County dishes."

When Fu Zhenhong heard the words, she didn't reply immediately, but lowered her eyes in thought.

Seeing this, Xie Linge immediately pursed his lips nervously, feeling both expectant and anxious.

After thinking for two seconds, Fu Zhenhong said, "Forget about Yongling Tower, but Furui Pavilion is fine."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Xie Lingge's eyes drooped in disappointment. After he heard the second half of the sentence, he was stunned for a moment. Realizing that it meant eating together, Xie Lingge's eyes froze again. one light.

His eyes flickered: "Furui Pavilion?" Xie Linge recalled the name, and soon remembered where Furui Pavilion was.

He remembered that Furui Pavilion was opposite the pharmacy.

So why did you choose to go to Furui Court?

Xie Linge raised his eyebrows.

Pan Jinlian said this because if he went to Furui Pavilion for dinner, it would be more convenient for Wu Zhi, who opened a pharmacy opposite Furui Pavilion, to be with him suddenly?

Thinking of this possibility, the smile on Xie Lingge's face suddenly disappeared.

Noticing Xie Lingge's emotional changes, Fu Zhenhong spoke very naturally, affirming Xie Lingge's guess: "It's what you think."

His tone was unhurried: "Wu Zhi will invite you for dinner, and it will be considered as repayment for what you did that day and today in the temple in Qinghe County."

Xie Linge was silent for half a second, then nodded, "Okay."

It wasn't his illusion, Xie Linge could feel that when the other party mentioned the word Wu Zhi, what appeared in the eyes of the other party was a smile without any sense of alienation.

There seems to be something different between Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi.

Xie Linge was keenly aware of this, and the smile on his face completely disappeared when he realized something.

Suppressing the unspeakable sourness in his heart, Xie Linge said: "At that time, we will see you in Furui Pavilion."

Fu Zhenhong hummed, and then left.

Xie Lingge looked at Fu Zhenhong's back, feeling a little mixed.If it is said that Pan Jinlian didn't care much about Wu Zhi before, he can still convince himself that Pan Jinlian's marriage to Wu Zhi was forced.

But now, no matter from the tone of Pan Jinlian's mention of Wu Zhi's name just now, or from the fact that Pan Jinlian specifically mentioned Wu Zhi after he sent the invitation.

All of them illustrate one point, that is, Pan Jinlian's thoughts on Wu Zhi should be different from the past.

If Pan Jinlian doesn't like Wu Zhi, then he can still ignore his despicableness and shamelessly approach a man who has married.But if Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi communicated with each other, he would no longer be able to deceive himself and others, let alone maintain his previous mentality.

He needs to adjust his emotions and think about it alone.

Thinking of this, Xie Linge also left.

In the end, only Lou Yan was left standing there, silent.

He glanced at the back of Fu Zhenhong's leaving, and the tight and cold lip line revealed a cold and oppressive feeling that strangers should not get close to.Although he had an extremely superior face, the passers-by subconsciously chose to take a detour.

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

The small episode of the martial arts competition did not affect Fu Zhenhong's mood, and he went all the way to the pharmacy.

In the pharmacy, Wu Zhi was filling medicine for an old woman.

When Fu Zhenhong entered, Wu Zhi raised his eyes and said to Fu Zhenhong with his lips: "Wait for me."

Fu Zhenhong nodded, then walked towards the screen and sat on the recliner behind the screen.

After a while, Wu Zhi walked in after grabbing the medicine.

He walked up to Fu Zhenhong, then squatted down, put his hands on Fu Zhenhong's legs, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Fu Zhenhong.

This time, the two got closer, and Fu Zhenhong could smell the scent of medicinal materials left on Wu Zhi's body due to grasping the medicine. It was not strong, but a faint, woody scent.

Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes and met Wu Zhi's eyes.

At some point, Fu Zhenhong discovered that Wu Zhi would deliberately restrain his temper in front of him, showing a relatively docile side.Like a ferocious beast put away its fangs and sharp claws, revealing its soft nape, only hoping to get a loving prey, and actively favoring it.

It has to be said that this kind of behavior is quite useful for Fu Zhenhong, who is used to being dominated by emotions.

Even if from another point of view, he was regarded as prey by Wu Zhi, Fu Zhenhong felt that it was harmless.

He reached out and stroked Wu Zhi's eyes.

Wu Zhi gently held Fu Zhenhong's wrist, and asked habitually, "How was your shopping today, and what interesting things did you encounter?"

Fu Zhenhong said: "Does martial arts competition count as recruiting relatives?"

Wu Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Contest to recruit relatives?" He asked, "Have you been affected?"

Fu Zhenhong asked rhetorically, "To what extent do you think it has been affected?"

Wu Zhi thought for a while, and said, "Probably because the person recruiting relatives noticed."

Fu Zhenhong said, "I'm wearing a mask."

Wu Zhi said: "If you are, even if you wear a mask on your face, you will still be eye-catching."

Fu Zhenhong didn't say much about this issue, he leaned forward slightly and said, "Help me take off the mask on my face."

Wu Zhi took off the mask on Fu Zhenhong's face.

He conveniently placed the mask on the cabinet next to the recliner, then put his hand on Fu Zhenhong's stamina, and exerted a little force to bring Fu Zhenhong closer to himself who was below.

Fu Zhenhong bowed his head, and Wu Zhi looked up.

The two lines of sight meet in the air.

In the next second, Wu Zhi gently stroked the hair on the back of Fu Zhenhong's neck, and then kissed Fu Zhenhong's lips directly.

Wu Zhi's posture is docile, even gentle.

However, his kiss was domineering and fierce, with a flexible and warm tongue, grabbing every secret corner of Fu Zhenhong's mouth wantonly.Husband|grinding, sucking|kissing, hooking|wrapping, sticking|sticking, trying to fill Fu Zhenhong with his breath.

After a kiss, Wu Zhi let go of Fu Zhenhong, and pressed his forehead against Fu Zhenhong's, panting, calming his messy and rapid breathing.

Afterwards, after his breath calmed down, Fu Zhenhong told Wu Zhi what happened in the competition to recruit relatives.

Wu Zhi was silent for half a second after listening, and replied: "So the time is set at three o'clock in the unitary hour?"

Fu Zhenhong: "Yes."

Wu Zhi said: "There is still more than an hour."

As soon as Wu Zhi finished speaking, two footsteps sounded outside the screen.

It was a mother and daughter who walked into the pharmacy.

Wu Zhi went out and asked about the situation of the two of them.

It is my daughter who needs to see a doctor. She said that she came here to prescribe medicine because she contracted a cold last night.The woman looked to be in her twenties, her skin was pale, she had no blood, she was sickly, and she looked weak.

But the appearance is very delicate, the facial features are small and exquisite, and it feels a bit weak.

When Wu Zhi prescribed the medicine, the woman covered her lips with a handkerchief and coughed softly from time to time, while the mother beside her kept supporting her with her hands.

Wu Zhi noticed that the mother's eyes were a bit strange, and the way she looked at her daughter was also quite complicated, as if it contained some kind of contradictory emotions, which were difficult to distinguish, like fear and pity.

Wu Zhi only glanced at it, and then looked away indifferently. After all, this is someone else's business and has nothing to do with him.

Wu Zhi quickly prescribed the medicine and collected the money, and after the mother and daughter left, he returned behind the screen.

At this time, Fu Zhenhong was looking at the picture book.

Seeing Wu Zhi come in, Fu Zhenhong didn't raise her eyes, she still looked down at the content in the picture book.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi glanced at the painting book in Fu Zhenhong's hand, and asked curiously, "What kind of painting book are you looking at, so focused?"

Fu Zhenhong heard the words, closed the picture book, and stood up the cover of the picture book to show Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi saw the four words written on the cover——

Bianjing Strange Story.