Dark clouds cover the moon, and the cold wind is like a knife.

Yang Yi saw Zhou Ji walking into the alley with his own eyes and followed closely behind him. In the dim night, he saw Zhou Ji suddenly stop and turn to look at him as if he had noticed.

Those eyes as clear as water seemed to be able to emit light in the dark night, and in an instant, all the hair on Yang Yi's back stood up.

According to Wu Qihao's side, the target was just an ordinary young man who had fled from Yanbei, but a certain uneasiness in his subconscious still made him stop subconsciously and look at him with some uncertainty.

"Who sent you?"

Upon hearing the words 'you', Yang Yi already knew that Dalang, who was hiding in the dark, had been exposed at this moment.

So he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said harshly, "There are rules in the industry. If you have a chance, go down and ask the Lord of Hell!"

"Do it!"

As soon as Yang Yi finished speaking, a short young man of seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly appeared from behind Zhou Ji. He picked up a hatchet with his dark and thick arms and struck Zhou Ji on the shoulder without saying a word.

With Zhou Ji's strength, there was no need to be serious when dealing with these laymen. As if he had predicted it in advance, he took a step back before the hatchet struck, ran into Da Lang's arms, grabbed his wrist, and threw him forward.

When Yang Yi yelled 'do it', he had already charged towards Zhou Ji with his sword.

However, the originally anticipated sneak attack and flanking attack was nothing more than a joke in the face of absolute force.

As soon as he took four or five steps, he was knocked to the ground by Da Lang who was flying backwards. Stars flashed across his eyes for a moment, and half of his front teeth were knocked off.

"Let me ask you again, who sent you here?"

Zhou Ji was not afraid of the two of them escaping, so he walked leisurely and stepped on the back of Dalang's hand. The pain caused him to immediately let go of the hatchet that he was about to hold again.

He turned to look at Yang Yi and said calmly: "Is it the Wu family?"

Yang Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and Zhou Ji could see the fleeting panic.

From this point of view, it is no different from the Wu family.

But why did the Wu family want to kill him?

Zhou Ji, who had a guilty conscience, first thought that the Wu family's ancestral gold had been stolen, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.

Just looking at the recent movements in the city, it seems that the Wu family is still unaware of the theft of their ancestor's gold.

What's more, even if the Wu family finds out and suspects him, they should first find a way to recover the hidden gold instead of sending people to intercept and kill him.

Zhou Ji recalled Wu Qihao's sinister expression when he left a few days ago, and suddenly understood.

This person is vicious and vicious, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. It’s time to find an opportunity to deal with him.

Suddenly there was some movement beside him. Zhou Ji turned around and saw Yang Yi digging out a ball of dirt and throwing it towards him. Sandwiched in the dirt was a short knife with a dark glow.

Zhou Ji's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost. Yang Yi's eyes only felt blurred. Before he could stop his hand after stabbing the air with the knife, he felt a pain in his Adam's apple. He fell to his knees and scratched his neck crazily, his face changed from expression to expression.

The redness turned to purple, and the pupils gradually dilated.

Killed another person.

Zhou Ji felt nothing in his heart.

Having been wandering around the world for many years, he could tell at a glance that these two men were desperadoes who licked blood from their swords. Zhou Ji could no longer show the slightest pity for such gangsters whose hands were stained with unknown amounts of blood.

After pointing the dead man next to him, Zhou Ji dragged the two bodies to the gate of the county government office. After a moment of hesitation, he still failed to make the provocative move of 'hanging the corpse in court'.

........

After all, Jiangning Mansion can be considered a big city with a population of nearly 200,000. There are constant business trips from various places every day, and it is not uncommon for a few homeless people to die.

Except that it was a bit too arrogant for the body to be thrown at the gate of the government office, this incident did not cause much trouble in the city.

Or perhaps, the focus of everyone in the city is not on this, but on the upcoming wedding of Zhou Ji and Su Tan'er.

Wu Chenghou, the head of the Wu family, didn't pay much attention to this matter at first, but when he heard from his servants that the death of Yang Yi and his son was related to his son Wu Qihao, he even broke several of his most beloved tea cups.

Of course, none of this has much to do with Zhou Ji.

In the past few days, he had really experienced the complicated rituals of ancient weddings, trying on auspicious clothes, learning etiquette, and all the messy rules, which made his head pound.

The main reason is that this time he is getting married, not getting married.

In view of the twenty carloads of betrothal gifts last time, the Su family did not humiliate him too much. They shortened some steps, but it did not make him like a bride, sitting in a red sedan to the Su family to get married.

Before you know it, the wedding day is coming in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Ji "fleeed from Yanbei" and had no relatives or friends in Jiangning City, so before getting married, he specially invited his neighbors along the Xiushui River to come to Su Mansion for a drink.

The convoy to welcome the bride stretched for several miles, and wherever it passed, it was surrounded by people who came to watch the excitement.

Most of them are curious about whether the groom's life is tough or not, and whether he will really live up to the rumor that Su Nu Ke Fu.

Zhou Ji didn't know whether his life was hard or not, but he knew that with his current longevity, it would be easy to live in this world until the Republic was established.

Therefore, he didn't care about the comments of these bystanders at all. He even hoped to make the matter bigger, so that he could help Su Tan'er resolve the matter as soon as possible.

Zhou Ji rode on a tall horse with a red flower on his breast, and paraded from the south of the city to the east, with firecrackers blasting and gongs and drums noisy all the way.

Arriving at the Su Mansion, Zhou Ji stood up and dismounted. His valiant and heroic appearance, which was different from the weak figure of the Wu Dynasty, made everyone's eyes brighten and they clapped their hands and applauded.

Wu Qihao, who was hiding behind the crowd, looked at this scene and his teeth were about to break.

Where does this posture come from?

They are obviously here to get married!

A sinister cold light appeared in Wu Qihao's eyes, and he said coldly: "I don't know how you escaped Yang Yi's interception, but I will definitely ruin your reputation for your wedding today!"

"My uncle has dismounted and announced the arrival of good fortune, and the sudden spread of good news is auspicious~"

In front of the Su Mansion, Geng Huyuan carried a basket of candied fruits and lucky coins and sang loudly amidst the crackling firecrackers.

Su Zhongkan, who was not far away, winked at Su Wenxing who was at the top of the steps, and tilted his mouth, signaling him to act quickly.

Su Wenxing smiled evilly, ducked into the concierge, pulled out a copper basin, sprinkled it with charcoal fire, and tried to take it out to block Zhou Ji's way in.

In view of Zhou Ji's 'sincere' betrothal gift, Su Yu and several other clan elders had agreed to reduce some of the links, but no one expected that the second room would actually want to do evil in secret, and prepared another brazier in advance, hoping that Xiao Xiao

Make things difficult for him.

Su Wenxing interrupted Geng Huyuan's lyrics while walking with the brazier, and said in a strange tone: "Blooming fireworks congratulate the new year, wear..." Before he finished speaking, Su Wenxing suddenly felt his knees weak, and he leaned forward, and the brazier followed.

If he takes off his hands, he will fall down in the charcoal fire all over the ground.

"Ah~!"

The incident happened suddenly, and before Su Zhongkan could react, a figure jumped out first, kicked the brazier out of the crowd in three steps and two steps, then held Su Wenxing's waist with one hand, and held Su Wenxing's waist with the other.

Grabbing his arm that was waving wildly, he turned 720 degrees in the air and fell down among the red firecracker paper floating in the sky. He looked down at the frightened King Jiji in his arms and couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Ji felt something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking...

Is this the wrong script?

Su Wenxing's head was still confused at this time. He nodded blankly and said softly: "Yeah~ I...I'm fine."

"It's okay." Zhou Ji let go of his hand, flicked his sleeves, walked toward the door with his head held high, amidst the cheers of everyone.

Geng Huyuan was a little dumbfounded and read: "When relatives and friends stopped at the door after hearing the news, they didn't see the good wife suffering from lovesickness."

Walking up the steps, before Zhou Ji could step through the door, he was surrounded by four children again.

Several people said at the same time quite excitedly:

"My uncle is so awesome!"

"Is that martial arts just now?"

"Can uncle fly?"

"A virtuous son-in-law fills the sky with stars."

Uh... As soon as the words fell, the first three fell silent, and then suddenly turned their heads to look at the fourth one.

The fourth child blinked and subconsciously put his fingers in his mouth, not knowing what he said wrong.

I have to say that the exhilarating feeling of appearing holy in front of others is really addictive.

Zhou Ji couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and took out a piece of gold leaf from her sleeve, pinched it into four parts like plasticine, then twisted it into gold beads and gave one to each of them.

He looked handsome, dashing, and generous from his back.

Su Wenxing was stunned for a moment.

When Su Zhongkan saw Su Wenxing's "confused and obsessed" look, his blood pressure immediately spiked.

The corner of his mouth twitched, he stretched out his palm and spat, then Pia almost knocked over Su Wenxing's head with a slap, then he snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and trotted after Zhou Ji with a flattering look on his face, clearing the way for him.

...........

The gauze is as thin as red mist, and a silhouette with a graceful figure and almost perfect waist and body proportions is reflected from behind the screen.

Su Tan'er gently put on the gold embroidered outer lining and checked her outfit in the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

"Miss~ Zhou... my uncle has already entered the house and is heading towards the guests?" Xiao Chan ran all the way into Su Tan'er's boudoir and said anxiously, "There are some distinguished guests among these guests. Now the two of them are The master is following my uncle, maybe he wants to do some harm!"

"Xiao Chan!" Su Tan'er frowned slightly and reprimanded softly. She can talk about the second wife's matter, and her mother can talk about it, but Xiao Chan can't discuss it.

She and Xiaochan are sisters, but they are not real sisters after all.
To be continued...