knife cut mountains and rivers

Fucheng said that he wanted Zhou Xuanyi to move to Song Xiaochuan's next door, but he didn't take any action.Zhou Xuanyi was injured, Fucheng almost had an extra task of taking care of the wounded.

Fucheng has always disliked being next to people. This has something to do with his childhood experience. He retains some beast-like state in his body, and he firmly believes that if he mixes with people for a long time, his keen intuition will be worn down.Therefore, no matter how well he got along with Yan Shaokang and the others, he didn't reach the point of wearing a pair of pants.

When Zhou Xuanyi was recovering from his injuries, Fucheng always went out to live, and he didn't know where he wandered every day, and he couldn't go back even if there was a kennel, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Zhou Xuanyi has been awake for two days. If Fu Cheng were to describe Zhou Xuanyi, Fu Cheng would probably think that he was like the cat raised by Jinling.When he first came to the ruined temple, no one paid attention to him. After he realized that Fucheng couldn't do anything to him, he began to kick his nose and face unscrupulously.Yes, it is to push the nose on the face.

Zhou Xuanyi knew very well how to use strength to exert strength. When he was just able to walk, he insisted on walking by himself. Although every step was like a knife cut, the recovery effect was very significant.On the second day, he was able to walk on crutches, and when his complexion was a little rosy, he began to call Fucheng very rudely.

This person is very different from when we met in Xiahou's Mansion. He has a lot of master's temper left in him, but he looks more harmless than before.

Serving tea and water is commonplace.Fucheng wanted to get angry, but the other party immediately looked at him with a very harmless look.Fucheng and him are in a coexistent relationship, and there is nothing they can do about him.

Every day, Fucheng felt that he lived like a little eunuch beside the empress dowager.

Zhou Xuanyi raised his hand and said, "Take me out for a walk."

Fucheng didn't want to bring a trouble to the street, so he asked, "Is it suitable?"

Zhou Xuanyi said coldly: "What's inappropriate? If someone can recognize me, wouldn't that be fulfilling your wish?"

Fucheng felt that this was reasonable, but if Zhou Xuanyi was recognized, it would have solved his own troubles.But he was still a little uncertain, and asked: "You just walk out on the streets so swaggeringly?" It was a good thing for Fucheng that Zhou Xuanyi was recognized, but not necessarily for Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Otherwise? Why don't you lift the sedan chair and invite me out?"

Fucheng felt that his problem was too serious, so he took his little ancestor out immediately.

The wound on Zhou Xuanyi's head was mostly healed. Although Song Xiaochuan still asked him to wrap it, it was still too ostentatious to hang around with a white cloth on his head. Fucheng removed the gauze for him before taking him out. I couldn't help but look at the back of his head, afraid that something might go wrong along the way.

In the early morning, Liuyin Alley is bleak and cold, the winding alley stretches to the depths, most of the swordsmen are still asleep, but a few people who wake up sporadically are looking at the strangers in Liuyin Alley, Their natural vigilance makes them dare not relax. This kind of scrutiny has no other meaning, at most it is just a habit.Several pairs of eyes were fixed on Zhou Xuanyi. To them, Zhou Xuanyi was a stranger who suddenly broke into the pack of wolves.

The swordsman's gaze didn't look back until Fucheng and Zhou Xuanyi disappeared at the entrance of Liuyin Lane.

Not long after walking out of Liuyin Alley, there was a peddler selling sesame seed cakes at the entrance of the alley, and Zhou Xuanyi felt a little bit of a street spirit.Zhou Xuanyi leaned on the eagle-headed cane, looked back at Liuyin Alley, which meandered and stretched to the depths, and felt that this alley had a chilly air coming from nowhere.

Of course Zhou Xuanyi felt the probing eyes of the swordsman in Liuyin Lane, like a hungry wolf watching its prey, he was a real desperado.And the presence of Fucheng in Liuyin Lane seemed so out of place, he didn't smell of blood, but instead looked stupid.

Why on earth does Fucheng insist on dormant among these swordsmen?

Zhou Xuanyi was a little wary of Fucheng, this person was by no means an excellent tool, he seemed to have some unknown past, this was detected from watching Fucheng get along with others.This person in Fucheng looks very carefree and carefree, but every time he tries to touch him, he either hides away without a trace, or frowns when necessary contact is made.A swordsman who doesn't kill people but also hates touching people is not normal no matter how you think about it.

But the more Fucheng hid, the more Zhou Xuanyi wanted to stab him.Zhou Xuanyi supported Fucheng's shoulder with one hand, and leaned his whole body's weight on it. Fucheng wanted to hide, but he was afraid that Zhou Xuanyi would fall, so the two of them just stood in a stalemate, secretly competing.

Fu Cheng frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xuanyi supported Fucheng with one hand, and his crutches with the other, and answered as it should be: "Tired."

Fu Cheng thought to himself that this person was a ceramic doll, he couldn't be knocked or touched, and he was panting after taking two steps.Fu Cheng clicked his tongue and said, "Don't you have a walking stick?"

Zhou Xuanyi's answer was equally simple: "Without you, you can save your effort."

Fucheng cursed in his heart, he is really an ancestor, and he has a childish temper.They could only be forced to act as human crutches and lent Zhou Xuanyi a shoulder. The two of them couldn't walk as fast as the 60-year-old old man walking next to them.

Zhou Xuanyi suddenly asked: "What kind of place is this?"

What Zhou Xuanyi was referring to was Baihua Street. Huajie and Liuxiang were two side-by-side alleys. The interesting thing was that no matter how long the alley was, there was no connecting alley between the alleys. The two alleys were sealed off. Go out from the depths of the alley and come to another street.

"Baihua Street, what's the matter, you still want to visit brothels like this?" Fu Cheng glanced at the place where Zhou Xuanyi pointed, then glanced at Zhou Xuanyi twice and said, "Can you do it?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuanyi suddenly felt less tired and out of breath, let go of the hands on Fucheng's shoulders, and went straight in with a cane.Fu Cheng stopped him for a while but didn't stop him.

Zhou Xuanyi took two steps, looked back to see that Fucheng was still in place, and said sarcastically, "Can you do it? People with arms and legs can't walk as fast as a patient like me."

Fucheng had never seen such a shameless person, but Zhou Xuanyi still spoke seriously.Fucheng didn't make a sound for a while, in order to show that he was good at it, he could only follow quickly.

Fucheng has no dislike for Baihua Street, but he can't say he likes it too much. To him, it is no different from Liuyin Lane, it is just a place to do business.

But it was different for Zhou Xuanyi, he had a sense of novelty everywhere.There are endless small bamboo buildings on both sides of the road, and the women looking at the windows are very bold, and they wink at the men downstairs as usual. By the way, I sent one to Fucheng.

This woman was just sending eyeballs as usual, but when she saw Zhou Xuanyi's appearance, she suddenly froze, smiled awkwardly, then went into the room, and when she came out again, she was wearing a delicate and fresh peony on her head , Off the whole person is juicy.As soon as the woman came in and out, she brought out her equally charming sisters by the way.

Seeing this, the girls in the other bamboo buildings followed suit and poked their heads out. There were also a few orchids who were dressed boldly, with their shoulders half exposed. A group of Yingying and Yanyan crowded around the window. It's like a hundred birds facing the phoenix when spring comes.

Fucheng could hear the woman's bold comments: "Look at that cripple, he's so handsome."

Fucheng had no choice but to think that Zhou Xuanyi just didn't know how to write the word low-key, and he could still stand out by visiting a kiln.

Zhou Xuanyi frowned, and asked, "What does this mean?"

Fu Cheng put his hands on the back of his head, gloating from the sidelines, and said: "Wearing flowers on your head, and giving you a secret glance, this is because I've taken a fancy to you."

If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Xuanyi was so calm and relaxed, he would still have frowned after hearing Fu Cheng's words, but he just stopped talking, kept his eyes straight, hardly looked at the women on both sides of the road, and continued walking as if no one was there.

Fu Cheng lamented that this man is really powerful, if he was stared at by such a group of girls, he would probably be too ashamed to walk.

Zhou Xuanyi stopped while walking, and asked, "Is this the Tianxiang Tower you mentioned?"

Zhou Xuanyi has a good mind, Fucheng only told him once, and all the names of people and places seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

Fucheng knew what he wanted to see in his heart, but he said verbally: "Yes, do you want to go in to avoid the limelight?"

Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fucheng like a fool, and said, "Why avoid the limelight? Let's go in and have a look."

As soon as Zhou Xuanyi entered the door, a bustard came to meet him. It was Mama Wang who received Fucheng last time.Mama Wang was very well informed, and Fucheng suspected that this person had been rumored as soon as they walked into Baihua Street.

"I heard the girl upstairs chirping, I thought it was who came, it turned out to be you." Mama Wang's eyes rolled, her eyes skipped Fucheng, and fell on Zhou Xuanyi.Then Yingying smiled and said, "Which girl is this master looking for here?"

Mama Wang covered her face with one hand, and looked at Zhou Xuanyi with treacherous eyes.Zhou Xuanyi was wearing Fucheng's coarse linen clothes, just like Fucheng's clothes, he was not a trendy thing, if it weren't for the old Jianghu who had been soaked in this Baihua Street for decades, Mama Wang would never look at people. Being so superficial, she felt that Zhou Xuanyi's demeanor didn't look like a commoner.

Ms. Wang has her own opinion on a person's temperament. Dressing can be obtained by spending money, but temperament is obtained by spending money and status. It takes more than ten years to soak in a bubble, otherwise it is easy to make jokes if it is not formed. .In her eyes, Zhou Xuanyi is a high-quality jade that has been nourished with qi and blood for many years. Those like Fucheng's are not even a piece of jade, but at most a piece of wood.

This man has an extraordinary temperament, but he is also wearing coarse linen clothes. Mother Wang is not sure what his identity is, so she can only talk to him respectfully and with a reserved attitude, neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhou Xuanyi took half a step back from the smell of powder on Mama Wang's body, and said, "I have a question for you."

When Fucheng heard that Zhou Xuanyi talked to everyone in an imperative manner, he was afraid that Madam Wang would be unhappy, so he added, "I'm asking you something."

Who knew that Ms. Wang wasn't unhappy at all, Zhou Xuanyi's tone and attitude confirmed her guess even more, it's hard to change the tone of a person's speech.Ms. Wang concluded that Zhou Xuanyi should be a dignitary visiting incognito, so she welcomed them upstairs with a wrinkled smile.

Fucheng felt that Wang's mother was sick, and she wouldn't listen to him when he talked to her, but she just liked Zhou Xuanyi's cold tone.

Zhou Xuanyi asked straight to the point: "Did Fucheng come to you that day to inquire about the Xiahou Mansion?"

Mother Wang was shocked when she heard this, thinking that she really came here for this matter.The Xiahou Mansion had such a big commotion, it was hard for Baihua Street not to know about it.Two nights before Master Xiahou was killed, he had sold the news about Xiahou's mansion. Mama Wang was not stupid, so of course she didn't dare to say anything. After waiting for four or five days, no one came to the door.Now that someone really came to ask, Mama Wang glanced at Zhou Xuanyi, thinking that this person is the Jin Yiwei sent by the court, right?

Mama Wang's tears came as soon as she said it, and she was about to push the blame on Fu Cheng. Mama Wang was stirring the handkerchief with one hand, brewing emotions, and she was about to blurt out words that reversed black and white. Who knew that Zhou Xuanyi could tell what she wanted at a glance. .She interrupted Mama Wang's performance with a loud voice, and said, "I just want to meet that beauty."

Mama Wang's acting skills were all in vain, she swallowed forcefully, and said, "You mean Xuefeng?"

Xuefeng was the Meiji who served the guards of the Hou Mansion that night, Zhou Xuanyi nodded.

Mother Wang realized what Zhou Xuanyi wanted to ask, and now she looked puzzled, and said, "Xuefeng...is dead."

"Dead?" Fucheng made preparations before entering the Tianxiang Tower, thinking that this visit would be in vain, and it is very likely that Meiji ran away.But I didn't expect the people behind the scenes to be so ruthless, and Mei Ji died.

"That's right," Ms. Wang took a long look at Fucheng, wondering if it was you who caused the disaster?He said: "On the night you came to ask questions, Xuefeng was caught in the wind and cold, and she died before Master Xia's accident happened."

Fucheng never thought of risking other people's lives, and said, "Don't you think this is strange?"

"I think so, what can we do?" Mama Wang simply talked to the two of them, sighed and said, "You just asked about Master Xiahou, and something happened to Master Xiahou the next day. What should I do? Doctors say that if you have a cold, then you have a cold. What do I know as a woman?"

Zhou Xuanyi tapped the ground with his crutches, and asked, "How did you deal with it?"

Mama Wang naturally respected Zhou Xuanyi, and said, "I buried it hastily, so I dare not say anything about it."

Zhou Xuanyi asked again: "Where are you buried?"

Fucheng and Wang Mama looked at Zhou Xuanyi together, thinking that this person is still going to open the coffin for an autopsy?Miss Xuefeng has been dead for several days, and the body is rotten.

Mother Wang is also someone who has seen the world, so she was shocked by Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts, and then said immediately: "Xuefeng sold into Tianxianglou at the age of eight, and her siblings and parents have long been lost. I don't even know her real name. I don’t know. I don’t have a name or a surname. I was afraid of causing trouble, so I asked two strict-mouthed guys to bury it in a mass grave at the gate of the city. You don’t know if you can find it if you look for it now.”

When Mama Wang talked about Xuefeng, she neither put on airs nor put on airs. In the end, she seemed to have lost all her strength to pretend, and her eyes had aged a lot.She went to the table and took out a pipe, tapped it lightly on the table, and after five taps, it still didn't light up, and said: "Girls in Baihua Street just look at the scenery. When they were young, if they looked for If you don't reach the back road, it usually ends up like this, and you don't need to feel sorry for her."

Mother Wang used her only sympathy to feel sad for this poor little Xuefeng for a while, and then grabbed a new bracelet on her wrist, which was scraped from Xuefeng's relics. Of course, Mother Wang would not feel guilty. Xuefeng's whole body is hers, let alone a bracelet?

Zhou Xuanyi had no interest in the grievances between the women in Baihua Street, so he asked, "How did you find her?"

Fucheng was used to people like Mama Wang, and understood the rules of this business, so he asked, "How much does this news cost?"

Mama Wang put down the tobacco pipe and concentrated on pinching the bracelet with one hand. She twirled the bracelet, thought carefully about Fucheng's proposal, and finally looked at Zhou Xuanyi firmly, and said, "Your money will not be charged. If you want to find it, go find it." , don't confess me, if you can find the murderer, I thank you on behalf of Xuefeng, if you can't find it, don't tell me."'

Ms. Wang is a watertight person, which means, if I sell you a favor, don't get involved with her in any disaster.

This is where things get interesting.