Faraway Wanderers

Suddenly, Zhou Zishu froze, and frowned at the entrances and exits in the crypt. He suddenly said: "This crypt is connected to living water and there is wind. It is impossible for anyone to use medicine."

He dare not say that he is proficient in medicine, but today ’s emperor, the former prince, and the southern Xinjiang witch boy who has been a proton in Beijing have some friendships. When the witch boy pretends to be the “Witch Doctor Valley” in the early days when he tested the water in the Central Plains Wulin The unheard of southern Xinjiang secret drugs were shot through him.

Zhou Zishu has not eaten pork, and has seen pigs running for so many years. I have never heard of anything that can make people have such an illusion that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false for such a long time.

Wen Kexing nodded his head and asked, "That's someone who stuck us here with Qimen's Armor-do you understand that thing?"

Zhou Zishu said unhurriedly: "You mean the so-called Sanqi, Bamen, and Liujia?"

Wen Kexing was surprised: "Are you very knowledgeable and have studied ..."

Just listening to Zhou Zishu continuing to say without hesitation: "Of course I don't understand, you say 'Qimen Jiajia', I only heard these three words." He couldn't move anyway, so he just sat on the ground. With his back against the wall, he accidentally touched the wound, his expression distorted, and he took a cold breath. I never imagined that he would be tortured by a beast to such a terrible day.

Wen Kexing thought that at least he knew what the "three odds and eight doors" meant, and he felt quite intellectually superior. He also remembered the strange things of Zhou Zishu and Qian Yinzi who sold himself. It feels a little boring. So he sat next to him, and turned his head to look at the wound on Zhou Zishu's shoulder. There was a bit of gloating about it: "Let you be idle and hold a water ghost as a chick."

Zhou Zishu closed his eyes and recuperated, and ignored him.

Wen Kexing stood up silently, walked away for a while and returned, Zhou Zishu just felt a cold on his shoulders, opened his eyes, and saw Wen Kexing holding a small piece of water in his hand, slow. Slowly wiped his messy wounds.

Zhou Zishu immediately flashed subconsciously, but Wen Kexing pressed his shoulder: "Don't move."

Zhou Zishu asked bitterly, "Where did you come from?"

"It's in the river," Wen Ke said, thinking about it, and added: "Living water, clean."

Zhou Zishu only felt that the cold hair was erected all over his body. Even though he knew in his heart that the water was living water, let alone rubbing the wounds, it was also drinking, which made him think of the extraordinary group of children born in the selfless water stream. Living creatures goosebumps burst by burst.

Wen Kexing sharpened his eyes and saw his goosebumps, so he laughed and said, "You're a crocodile like yourself, but you also think that other things are dirty? Come on, pretend to be fragile, be honest."

Zhou Zishu knew in his heart that he was right. He still looked at the piece of papa he was holding in disgust, only to feel a scent of fragrance coming from it, and a bunch of orchids embroidered on the corners. Exquisite, with a touch of feminine femininity, if it is a girl ’s thing, the size of the parcel seems to be a bit large, and the pattern is too clean. If it is a man ’s house ... Which big man is it? Bring this thing?

He couldn't help but glanced at Wen Kexing, his eyes were quite strange, and there was no one left or right. Zhou Zishu laughed straight back: "I said, man, how can you bring the girl's things, is there anything inexplicable?"

Wen Kexing was slowly peeling his blood-stained clothes from the wound, and when he heard that, he put a little expression on his face, and tore off the piece of cloth that stuck to the wound. Zhou Zishu sighed, his facial features wrinkled, and Wen Kexing said comfortably: "This is a gift from the son of Hua Kui Suyue of Yangzhou City. If you do n’t know the goods, you can say a few words. Provincial delicacy. "

Then directly tear the piece of gift given by the son of Su Yue directly into a strip and tie it to Zhou Zishu's wound.

Zhou Zishu didn't know that Jiangnan's folk customs were so open. It was the capital of the thirty-mile-long Wangyue River, the emperor's defeated old emperor, and the poorest and most extravagant. He never heard of where to choose a male flower queen. , Then asked without thinking.

Wen Kexing looked at him with a very sympathetic eye, and asked, "Did you grow up in this world? Are all the people in the skylight buns? Or am I guessing wrong?"

Zhou Zishu said with a smile: "When did I admit ..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Kexing suddenly shot like electricity, poking lightly on the big hole in his chest. If he clicked elsewhere, Zhou Zishu could not feel it across the clothes, but he was catching up. Zhou Zishu's body was so exhausted that Qiqiao and Sanqiu nails all came out to be arrogant, and they were encouraged to suppress it. Pressing this lightly, it was the last straw that crushed the camel, and the pain immediately slumped and said, "You ... "

I saw Wen Kexing rubbing his chin, and he said quite deeply: "You have a very serious internal injury, but you still have such skills at the moment, and the skylight is unlikely to let you go. But the legendary Qiqiao Sanqiu nail is the most terrible Things ca n’t be difficult under the prestige. I think you can eat, drink, run, and jump, and you are very energetic. Although people are a bit silly, they are not the stupid way of hitting the ghost nails. Wrong guess? "

Zhou Zishu was sweating profusely, and he did not forget to squeeze a few words out of his teeth: "Wen ... go, I ... **** your ancestor ..."

Seeing that he no longer pretended to be full of mouth, Brother Wen was short. Although Wen Kexing was scolded, he felt inexplicably feeling a sense of accomplishment, so he moved like a mountain and said, "My ancestors do n’t know who their last names are. I'm afraid it won't work. If you wash Yi Rong and let the next look, then if you are a beauty, you can make a promise to yourself. "

Zhou Zi gritted his teeth, bent his waist like a prawn, endured pain, and mobilized his internal interest to suppress the nails to be rebelled. He heard that he was still chattering, and finally could not help interrupting his irritable words: You **** shut up! "

Wen Kexing shut up and stood by without guilt.

I don't know how long it took before Zhou Zishu opened his eyes and there was blood in his eyes, but others could not see how his true face looked, but he also knew it was not good-looking and said, "It's dawn."

Qiqiao Sanqiu's nails subsided, but it was dawn outside-the two were trapped in this weird crypt for a whole night.

Wen Kexing seemed to be in a hurry than him, and nodded when he heard the words: "It seems that the person most likely introduced you intentionally, deliberately trying to trap you in it."

"Will you," Zhou Zi eased.

"It's clearly you, I'm a good person." Wen Ke thought hard.

Zhou Zishu didn't bother to care about him, stood up holding the earthen wall of the crypt, leaning on it, pondering how to get out, just listening to Wen Kexing and asking, "Zhou Su, are you afraid of death?"

Zhou Zishu said: "Afraid."

Wen Kexing looked at him a little unexpectedly. I only listened to Zhou Zishu honestly, "I haven't finished accumulating morals yet. Now going down, Wang Yan may let me have a baby in my next life."

Wen Kexing thought for a while and flatly said, "Then you must not have been a good thing before."

However, before Zhou Zishu answered, he asked again very seriously: "If you weren't good at all, this will remind you of good deeds, is it still useful?"

Zhou Zishu straightened up and walked in one direction, and said smoothly: "Why it doesn't work, haven't you heard 'put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha'?"

Wen Kexing got up to keep up and said, "Where are you going?"

"Eat dog meat." Zhou Zishu said, "Now that man is just trapping us in this place ..."

"Take you," Wen Kexing corrected.

Zhou Zishu rolled his eyes and continued: "The beast is not small enough to eat for a few days, and then there is nothing in the river, anyway, hungry, no matter what the black clothes are, by the time it will be Will come out to meet. "

Wen Kexing was terrified and said, "You thought the water in the river was dirty yesterday, and you want to eat the shellless king in the water today ?!"

"So you plan to starve yourself, and then let the King of the Shells come to knock you?" Zhou Zishu glanced at him and concluded, "Brother Wen is really a sage too."

There was no light in the crypt. Fortunately, Zhou Zishu intended to run away late at night. There were several firebreakers on his body. There was also a small night pearl that robbed the rich and helped the poor. Although it is very small, it can only emit a little shimmer, which is enough for both eyes Struggling to look at things, half of his side face was reflected by the dim light of the night pearl, just as Wen Kexing could not see his appetizing complexion and facial features, but only a pair of extremely bright eyes, looking diagonally , With an indescribable joke.

The look was quite familiar.

Wen Kexing thought about it for a long time, and did not remember which beauty face he had seen such a look, and did not answer for a moment.

The two were silent, and Zhou Zishu's ears caught a light breath different from himself and from Wen Kexing at that moment, and he smiled silently—Sure enough, someone would not be sober when he heard the words. Hold your breath.

Then he stood by the river, bent down, first washed his hands with the water in the river, grabbed the neck of a monster who was trying to attack, lifted it all up, and got used to the ground fiercely. He broke his neck and died with a short click, Zhou Zishu picked up a little water and drank slowly.

Wen Kexing was also a bachelor. He gave him a thoughtful look, picked up the monster's body with his toes, and kicked him aside. He also drank a few mouthfuls of river water to moisten his throat.

At this moment, a strong wind hit the back, Wen Kexing had expected it, and flew away in a hurry. A steel knife wiped the corner of his clothes into the water, and said "through". Zhou Zishu laughed, and stood up while watching the excitement: "Look, Brother Wen, I said it was for you, right? You're messed up like this to kill you, you are certainly not a good thing . "

Steel knives were shot from all corners of the crypt, and those steel knives ignored Zhou Zishu for the time being, and took Wen Kexing directly, almost interwoven into a sword and sword rain. More brilliant than Zhou Zishu imagined.

It was just a curse in his heart—the man named Zhou had to get revenge in one sentence. The belly is extremely good. It is not only a good thing, he is not a thing.

Wen Kexing raised his hand and hit a steel knife. The blade was rubbing Zhou Zishu's trouser legs and nailed it to the ground. He said, "You can't save me from death, Zhou Mei, are you good at doing good?"