In the past, following Zhou Zishu, whether it was right or wrong, long or short, all of the masters were able to sense impending danger. Zhang Chengling, a stupid child, couldn't possibly keep up with the ideas of the two. He was so lazy.
He wondered why those women hated Gao Xiaolian so much and took her away, regardless of being dragged down by her her, but they had to give her food and drink? So obviously she was useful to them. Otherwise, she would have died long ago. The most indispensable is the fierce people who kill people just with a stare. Then ... having been arrested by them this time, would it be necessary for them to torture him?
Zhang Chengling made up his mind. Even if they tortured him, he could not confess his true identity. Otherwise, it would be a big trouble but what if Gao Xiaolian recognized him?
There was a rumbling in his head, and he was dragged out of the inn by the black woman's like a bag to a small corner next to a stable, then the woman suddenly put him down, Zhang Chengling looked at her in surprise, but the woman waved her hand to unlock his acupuncture point, pulled down the mask on his face, and asked, "Are you Zhang Chengling's the little useless boy?"
Zhang Chengling's eyes first widened, and then he almost cried with joy, and almost rushed up to hug her barely suppressing his trembling voice as he shouted, "Sister Gu Xiang!"
He opened his arms as if he wanted to hug her, but Gu Xiang held it with one hand and pushed him aside. Gu Xiang solemnly said: "Men and women are not not to be intimate. Besides, I have a spouse so move your hands. "
Zhang Chengling blinked his eyes and looked at her for a long time, then suddenly realized: "Well? Have you married Brother Cao? I understand, are you and him ... sharing a blanket?"
Gu Xiang's face turned red, and Zhang Chengling stared at her with an eyebrow. "What are you talking about? Which bastard teaches you these messy things?"
The difference between a young girl and an old woman is that the young girl is tough when she talks about other people's affairs but when it comes to her own, she always has a tender face. Zhang Chengling was actually innocent in his mind. No matter whether he was in the Zhang family or on the road to exile, no one really told him how those things works.
Only when his two old and dishonest masters, flirt with each other. He would, listen to some clues, and then combine his own imagination to come up with "sharing a blanket' as something done between a husband and wife". In conclusion, in the pure heart of the young man, the quilt became a magical ritual, like drinking a wedding wine.
He didn't think there was anything impure, so he said it out. Gu Xiang was blown up, and raised her hand to teach this babbling gangster. Zhang Chengling was busy reading hiding away. He didn't think about why she was so angry
Gu Xiang snorted again. When she first fought him, she felt that the little tyke had some skills. If she didn’t have a few tricks that looked familiar, she could barely recognize the black light, and then looked up and down Zhang Chengling and said, "There is a day you decided to wander off. Where's my master and your shifu? "
Zhang Chengling explained how he was ruthlessly thrown away by the pair of scandalous couple. Gu Xiang l slapped her hands on the back of his head, yelling, "You have high wings? Do you know who those people are, even me and ... and Brother Cao dare not act lightly, what hero are you pretending to be? "
As she was talking, another person jumped on the wall, dressed in a black mask and wearing a woman's long dress, saying, "Axiang, why have you been so long, I thought ..."
When he opened his mouth, he was actually a man. When he saw Zhang Chengling, his voice suddenly stopped, and he took off his mask. He turned out to be Cao Weining.
Cao Weining stared at Zhang Chengling before staring at him: "Ah ... you, Zhang Chengling, that little guy, how do you make yourself look like that? Where is your master and his companion?"
Zhang Chengling honestly didn't want to say it again but Gu Xiang quickly interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense first, quickly let's think of getting the girl surnamed Gao out first."
She drew a piece of paper from her arms, with crooked lines and a few ghostly symbols that no one could understand, Gu Xiang said, "I have drawn out a few rooms in this inn. The circled place is where Gao Xiaolian is being held—. Who knew that these women seemed to be very wary even of their own people so only few are allowed to guard Gao Xiaolian
Cao Weining came nearer, tapping his chin and asking, "What shall we do?"
Zhang Chengling was eager to try, as if he was addicted to risks, so he made an idea: "Let's go and cause a a little bit of disturbance. I will lead them away, you will save her, and then we will meet up."
Cao Weining said: "Good idea!"
Gu Xiangliang said authentically: "If We have a man with the same ability as your master or my master. We can can just rush into the inn and grab someone without thinking about it-kid, just because you have studied for a few days, you think you can do that ?'
Cao Weining immediately changed his mind and said: "Yes, Ah Xiang makes sense."
Zhang Chengling glanced at him silently, thinking that even if Gu Xiang said "Cao Weining is a bastard", he would nod his head like this and said "Axiang is right".
Gu Xiangyun thoughtfully analyzed: "Those women are not ordinary people. The person headed by them is called" Black poisonous has ". Legend has it that they came from southern Nianjing and are witches and the like ..."
When Zhang Chengling heard the word "Southern Nianjing", he couldn't help but interject: "How come, the shaman is a good man ..."
Gu Xiang gave him a white look: "What about the Shaman? He manages the 100,000 mountains in southern Nianjing. Could he even take care of all the people that live in it? Besides, I said it was only legend ..."
Cao Weining immediately said: "That is, we Central Plains people have always been very secretive about the south, but in fact it is not very clear."
Zhang Chengling had to look at Cao Weining silently.
Gu Xiang continued: "How powerful this woman is, I can't tell ... Anyway, I can't fight her, Brother Cao, if it is a normal fight, maybe I can have a bit of certainty, but following this path, I think, this is difficult, let alone that they are many. "
Cao Weining suggested: "Otherwise ... let's blow the incense?"
Gu Xiang said, "Do you think Black Poisonous of Heilongjiang will be your Taoist or my Taoist? The Central Plains are not as good as the South Xinjiang people, you ..."
She seemed to want to scold someone, took a look at Cao Weining, and swallowed it back. She was her own man so didn't have the heart.
Cao Weining said eagerly, "It makes sense, that's what happened. I'm so stupid, I'll just listen to you."
The three decided to take care of Xiangma first, and place Gu Xiang in command.
Zhou Zishu survived the three-minute effort after midnight, and felt that Qiqiao and Sanqiu nails were not so painful, only to find that the posture of the two was really wrong, so he coughed, extracting himself from the arms of Wen Kexing. Wen Kexing looked at him leisurely and asked with a smile: "A...xu, the picture of your palace is so lifelike, so easy to swipe, is it a thick accumulation of your desires?"
Zhou Zishu also replied with a smile: "I have won prizes and awards in drawings. It was only a careless drawing."
Wen Kexing said: "Oh? Can how that drawing be so expressive?"
Zhou Zishu turned his head and walked out of the alley. He bent over and looked at the blood on the ground carefully. He said to him, "It seems that she ran through here, but why would Liu Qianqiao be here?"
Wen Kexing followed him behind him, sighing: "A...xu, why are you so polite to me? If you have this erotic ideas, we can talk openly and talk about the position problem."
Zhou Zishu calmly said: "There is no need to discuss this matter."
Wen Kexing smiled wryly, "That's better."
Zhou Zishu interrupted his fantasies: "Don't dream anymore."
After speaking, he followed the blood stains, and Wen Kexing followed him, apparently not in the state. right now he was busy thinking of sex in his brain, so he didn't care whether Liu Qianqiao was dead or alive.
The two followed the trail and chased. On the way, Zhou Zishu suddenly asked: "The long tongue ghost is going to kill you, and the people behind him are going to kill you ... why?"
As soon as Wen Kexing heard this, he suddenly became silent. Zhou Zishu thought he was not prepared to answer, and then he listened to Wen Kexing: "Why do you think am I the owner of Ghost Valley?"
Zhou Zishu glanced at him and said smoothly: "You have great power."
Wen Kexing smiled slightly, his smile was a bit far-fetched, and faintly contained some craziness. He said, "I'm the owner of the valley, because they can't kill me anymore and if they become like me, their blame will be written off. If it is a paradise, will it not be crowded out by many people? "
Zhou Zishu thought and could understood this even with his toes, but at that moment, he was still silent ... as if he just wanted to hear the person speak it out.
Wen Kexing then said: "Under the Wind Cliff, there is no morality. Either you eat me or I eat you so No one can help you. I can kill anyone as the owner of Ghost Valley. They can't kill me for a while so they only listen to me. But this doesn't mean that they don't want to kill me. If they have a chance, they will still try... For example, some people think that they got Rong Xuan's cheats in the year, so they can us it against me. "
Zhou Zishu looked at him and said, "In order to kill you, the evil spirits risked 'getting sunburned' by the sun, breaking the rules and making waves?"
Wen Kexing laughed silently: "That's because the evil spirits are not very patient. No one has not been able to stay in that position for three years but This is my eighth year. They lay there unwillingly, and you said they were not in a hurry? "
Zhou Zishu was silent for a long time, and said, "If I can live longer, I can think of a way to stop you from going back and keep you as a pretty white face at my side."
Wen Kexing turned his face and looked at him, as if confirming whether he was joking or not, for a long while, he said, "You said ... you want to keep me?"
Zhou Zishu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter in which seat it. If you are trapped in one seat, you will feel uncomfortable. This feeling ..."
He paused, and the rest of his words fell into a shallow smile-it felt like nothing better than him.
The day was breaking, and soon, Liu Qianqiao's trail was broken. The two of them found nothing. When they were about to go back, suddenly, a woman's scream comes, Zhou Zishu frowns, and then went in that direction.
The two concealed their breath, eased their steps, and hid aside. They saw Liu Qianqiao was hit an arrow on his shoulder, still struggling to fight with a person, and that person turned out to be familiar. Actually, it was someone from Caoshan sect Huang Daoren
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