Zhou Zishu felt very sick in his heart. He felt that the world had changed and people's hearts were no longer the same. In the middle of the night, a young girl actually came to the land of flowers and willows to have fun. He raised his head and looked up at the night sky and said: "This...

…”

Xie Zi snorted coldly and said: "They scholars, they pay attention to 'words must be followed and deeds must be resolute'. The people in the world say, 'a gentleman's words are followed by a whip of a horse'. Even the little ruffian on the roadside knows a

With such spitting, is it possible that Brother Zhou is going to break his promise and get fat?"

Wen Kexing, fearing that the world would be in chaos, stabbed Zhou Zishu on the waist and said, "That's right, it's okay to cheat and cheat, but it's so shameless to talk without keeping your word. Even I can't bear to be with you."

Zhou Zishu slapped his dirty hands down and thought to himself: You are so merciful, so you might as well stop associating with me.

He glanced at Scorpion, turned around and walked back without saying a word.

Scorpion's expression relaxed, and then he smiled. He actually looked good, but his smile was not very good-looking. His mouth seemed a little crooked, and he looked particularly malicious. In addition, his eyes were frivolous and he looked slutty.

, it was simply a bit obscene. Wen Kexing suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He looked at Zhou Zishu's back and then at the person next to him, feeling that he needed to adjust his mental state in front of that person...

But he soon discovered that he was actually worrying too much.

Scorpion stood with his arms folded at the door of the warmly scented room. The bed seemed to have been tidied by someone, and the bed curtains were half hanging loosely. Scorpion asked: "Do you two need to take a shower or change clothes? Do you need anything?"

...to add to the fun?”

Zhou Zishu rolled up his sleeves and said very bachelorly: "Don't bother me so much. I'll take care of you with my pen and ink."

Xie Zi was startled, and after a moment he clapped his hands. A man dressed as a servant came running over in small steps, bent down and stood in front of him with his head bowed. Xie Zi whispered something, and Zhou Zi Shu hurriedly added: "I want a knife of rice paper."

The servant went down, and Xie Zi looked at him and asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhou is trying to play some tricks again, right?"

Zhou Zishu crossed his legs, sat on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile: "Are you tired of watching the lumps of meat rolling around all day? Wait a moment, I'll tell you to watch something new."

Wen Kexing stood beside him without saying a word and just went with the flow. He thought to himself that if A-Xu had the ability to let him go, then that would be fine, so as not to take advantage of this big scorpion. If he sincerely wanted to...well, marry a chicken and a chicken and a dog will follow.

Dog, he naturally has to reluctantly sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman for a while.

After a while, pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all available. Zhou Zishu stood up, extended his hand to Xie Zi and said, "Please wait a moment."

Naturally, Scorpion was not in a hurry. He closed the door behind him, picked up the teapot, and began to pour himself a drink. Zhou Zishu was seen writing without hesitation at all. Looking at his posture, he was quite a bit like a master of painting. His brush strokes were flying and sparse.

After a few strokes, it became a piece of paper. I put it aside to dry, and then extended its claws to the next piece of paper.

Wen Kexing didn't know what he was going to do. He stood aside curiously and stretched out his neck to watch. The more he looked at it, the weirder his face became. His eyebrows raised higher and higher. In the end, it almost seemed like they were flying out of his face. It was like the first day he met Zhou Zi.

Like Shu, he felt that he was really amazed and didn't know how to express it, so he had to stand beside Zhou Zishu with his hands tied and a solemn expression.

After about a stick of incense, Zhou Zishu had used up more than ten pieces of paper. When he was done, he threw the pen aside, picked up the last piece, blew it dry gently, and then picked up the first piece.

He stood up and slapped the wall with his palms, and the soft rice paper sank into the wall. He kept moving his hands, and in a moment, he lined up more than a dozen pieces of rice paper in order and photographed them all on the wall.

Scorpion's face was already green - the lines on the dozen or so pieces of rice paper were very simple, and the drawings were... erotic pictures.

A very simple erotic painting. There are only two little people, a circle represents the head, and a few strokes stretch out to outline the body and limbs... Well, the five limbs, although the painting is simple, the movements of the characters are still lifelike, starting from how to undress.

In the end, the whole process was painted accurately, and when people looked at it one by one, it actually gave the illusion that the people in the painting were moving.

Wen Kexing held it in for a long time and tried his best to comment as impartially as possible: "Axu, I don't think you have such ability."

Zhou Zishu said politely: "It's a small skill, I'm ashamed of it."

Wen Kexing found that his face was getting thicker and thicker, so he didn't know what to say. Xie Zi slammed the tea bowl in his hand on the table, stood up with a "Teng" sound, and laughed angrily: "Brother Zhou, this is teasing.

Me?"

Zhou Zishu put his hands in his sleeves and said calmly: "What do you mean by this? I asked who wanted to kill Zhang Chengling, but you only told us who the buyer was, and did not tell us who was behind him.

I'm giving instructions, isn't this also taking advantage of a loophole? In that case, just say that the two of us will do a show for you to see..."

He stretched out his hand to knock on the painting on the wall and said, "The two of us will do a show for you to see - if there is anything that doesn't look like the painting, please give me your advice."

Wen Kexing seemed to be worried that Scorpion wouldn't understand, so he explained enthusiastically: "I'm so sorry, my craftsman is not very good. Come on, if you can't understand, I can tell you, where is the little guy above?

,it is me……"

Zhou Zishu glanced at him sideways and interrupted him coolly: "Explanation is just a cover-up, why do you bother?"

Scorpion clenched his fists and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "It's too much to bully others!"

Before he finished speaking, and without seeing any movement from him, seven or eight poisonous scorpions in black appeared out of nowhere. Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu did not look too surprised. Wen Kexing even said with a smile: "This is the point.

I am really ashamed that my romantic affair is still being watched by everyone."

The poisonous scorpions were not prepared to talk nonsense, and without even saying hello, they pounced on each other in a well-trained group. Zhou Zishu raised his hand and slapped the small table in front of him, and took the opportunity to quickly retreat.

It was almost midnight, and he began to feel a little dull pain in his chest, so he didn't try to be brave. The hero said to Wen Kexing without suffering any immediate consequences: "I'll leave it to you."

Then he dodged a poisonous scorpion with a feint, jumped out of the window and ran away.

Wen Kexing smiled bitterly. It was the first time in his life that he had to clean up the mess for someone else. Seeing that Zhou Zishu had disappeared, his subordinates stopped showing mercy and slapped him away. The scorpion in front of him actually seemed to be caught by him.

This palm sucked up the essence and blood, and in the blink of an eye, the exposed skin on the face quickly shrank and turned gray, and the eyes popped out of their sockets, as if they had turned into a mummy and died.

Wen Kexing looked at his palm, sighed softly and said, "It's just a little joke, why should Brother Scorpion be angry?"

Scorpion calmed down, raised his hand to stop his poisonous scorpions, looked at Wen Kexing warily, and asked: "Who are you?"

Wen Kexing raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "If you still don't know who I am, wouldn't the poisonous scorpion be too useless?"

Scorpion seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his eyes jumped up. Wen Kexing lowered his voice, as if he was not prepared to be heard, and said with a smile: "We are both evil and crooked, why bother making things difficult for each other?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave. Although this man was full of laughter and could not see any malice on his face, for some reason, at that moment, his body exuded a strong and hard-to-ignore sense of blood. Many poisonous scorpions present actually

Forced by his aura, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

Xie Zi suddenly stopped him and said, "Don't you want to know who bought the dead soldier..."

Wen Kexing looked back at him and said, "Thank you very much. I have roughly figured it out."

He jumped out of the window and chased Zhou Zishu. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared. Only the words he muttered seemed to remain in place: "If I am so stupid that I can't figure it out, how can I?"

Aren’t you going to let those eager little devils scratch your skin and cramp you?”

There are many evil spirits in Fengya Mountain and Qingzhu Ridge.

Zhou Zishu didn't walk very fast. He was thinking about the medicine men he saw in Xiezi's basement and the legendary long-tongued ghost. The long-tongued ghost obviously recognized Wen Kexing, but still wanted to kill him. Sure enough,

There are many stories in this story. The long-tongued ghost doesn't seem to be very capable. Who is behind him?

Is it Sun Ding in red who is spreading suspicion in the past, or is it the six-fingered hanger Xue Fang he mentioned?

Just then, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming this way. It was already very late at night, and the watch had already been broken on the street. Zhou Zishu subconsciously dodged into a side road, and reluctantly used his kung fu to suppress the Qiqiao Sanqiu nail.

Don't let it attack too violently, and listen carefully.

The man seemed to be getting closer and closer. Although his footsteps were messy, he could tell that he was someone with Qing Gong. However, for some reason, his breathing was extremely heavy. It seemed that he was... injured?

Before Zhou Zishu had time to see who it was, he heard a person approaching from behind. His back stiffened, and he turned around and used his fingers to claw at the person's throat, but was stopped midway - Wen Kexing patted his chest, feeling aggrieved.

Looking at him humbly, he made a mouth gesture of "murder my husband", then Zhou Zishu put his hand back and continued to look in the direction of the sound.

The one who ran over was actually an acquaintance, the green demon Liu Qianqiao who had come to him because of her glazed armor. This time she did not disguise herself, revealing her terrifying true face. She was even more embarrassed, with her hair spread out.

, there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Zishu frowned slightly.

You might as well suddenly stretch out an arm from behind, hug him around the waist, put one hand against his chest, and just listen to Wen Kexing whisper in his ear: "Don't press it, otherwise it will be more painful tomorrow. We are here."

Just wait for a while."

Zhou Zishu frowned and said, "Then..."

Wen Kexing "shushed" him and just hugged him gently. A tiny trace of inner strength surged down his palm, combing his meridians, but he didn't dare to exert any force, lest he move too much and cause a shock.

Zhou Zishu paused for his nail, but did not reject it. He just closed his eyes in concentration. Whoever ran over would have to survive this night first.

Let's say that the two of them had not returned home all night. Zhang Chengling took it upon himself to chase the dark group of women. He did not dare to get too close for fear of being discovered and was afraid that someone would recognize him, so he picked it up on the roadside.

A piece of mud smeared his face all over and messed up his hair, just pretending to be a little beggar.

After chasing for a whole day, these women were like ascetics, walking very fast and not resting. Only when it got dark again, they stopped in a small inn. Zhang Chengling watched coldly, only feeling that this high

Xiao Lian was really miserable, being dragged all the way by these women. He thought that if she walked for a few more days, she might have half her life left.

He made a bold decision to come out without permission. Once he was bold, he couldn't help but be bold a second time, so he planned in his mind how to rescue Miss Gao during the night.

When he saw the women in black entering the inn, he smeared a handful of mud on his hands, pretended to beg, followed in, walked around, begged for three or five copper coins, and remembered Gao Xiao

Lian was pushed to a certain room, and then he squatted outside the inn, like a real little beggar, with his head lowered, hugging his knees and sitting on the steps. No one paid attention to him. Although it was a prosperous age, such a little beggar

There were still everywhere. He waited until midnight before he sat up, moved his numb hands and feet, and prepared to sneak in secretly.

He silently recited the Liuyun Jiugongbu formula in his mouth, as if he would become more powerful if he recited it, and quietly passed through the guest rooms.

Suddenly, without warning, a black shadow fell from the sky - it was one of those women in black. She didn't make a sound, and started to move her hands.

Although Zhang Chengling didn't have much confidence, after all, after half a year of training/teaching by the two masters Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu, coupled with hard work, he was no longer what he used to be. He slipped out like a fish and did not confront the opponent head-on.

, and then started fighting one after another.

However, after a moment, the woman seemed to realize something and said "Hey". Then she made a feint and disappeared from Zhang Chengling's eyes. Although Zhang Chengling's kung fu had improved, he was inexperienced after all. He was startled and looked around.

The woman in black suddenly jumped out from behind him. Zhang Chengling felt a numbness in his shoulders and neck, and then his mouth was covered by a hand, and he was held hostage by this woman.

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