Zhou Zishu suddenly stopped, frowned and looked at the entrances and exits in all directions in the crypt, and suddenly said: "This crypt is connected to running water and windy, so it is impossible for anyone to use medicine."

He dare not say that he is proficient in medicine, but the current emperor and the former prince have some friendship with the southern Xinjiang witch boy who worked as a proton in the capital. In the early years, when the witch boy tested the martial arts waters in the Central Plains under the pretext of the "Witch Doctor Valley", many people

Unheard of secret medicines from southern Xinjiang are all obtained through him.

Zhou Zishu has never eaten pork and has witnessed pigs running for so many years. He has never heard of anything that can cause people to have hallucinations that are difficult to distinguish between true and false for such a long time.

Wen Kexing nodded when he heard this and asked: "That means someone used the magic of Qimen Dunjia to trap us here - do you understand that thing?"

Zhou Zishu said calmly: "You mean the so-called three wonders, eight gates, and six armors?"

Wen Kexing said in surprise: "Are you quite good at miscellaneous knowledge? You have also studied..."

Zhou Zishu continued to say calmly: "Of course I don't understand. You said 'Qi Men Dun Jia'. I have only heard of these three words." He couldn't walk anyway, so he simply sat on the ground.

, leaning his back against the wall, accidentally touching the wound, his expression twisted, and he took a breath. He didn't expect that he would be tortured so miserably by a beast. He was becoming more and more disliked by cats and dogs.

Wen Kexing thought that he at least knew what the "Three Oddities and Eight Gates" meant, and felt quite intellectually superior. He also thought about the strange story of Zhou Zishu who sold himself for just two coins, and felt that this was a superiority.

The feeling was a little too boring. So I sat next to him, turned my head to look at the wound on Zhou Zishu's shoulder, and gloated a little bit indifferently: "Let you mind your own business and treat a water ghost like a little girl.

"

Zhou Zishu closed his eyes to rest his mind and ignored him.

Wen Kexing stood up silently, walked away for a while and then came back. Zhou Zishu felt a chill on his shoulders. He opened his eyes and saw Wen Kexing holding a small handkerchief soaked in water.

Slowly wipe his messy wounds.

Zhou Zishu immediately subconsciously stepped aside, but Wen Kexing held his shoulder down: "Don't move."

Zhou Zishu asked with a grimace: "Where did you get this water?"

"It's from the river." Wen Kexing said, thought for a while, and added: "Living water, clean."

Zhou Zishu felt that all the hairs on his body were standing on end. Even though he knew in his heart that the water was living water, not to mention wiping wounds, even drinking it would heal his wounds, but when he thought of the extraordinary group of people bred in the selfless water,

Living things, I get goosebumps one after another.

Wen Kexing's sharp eyes saw his goosebumps, so he was happy and joked: "You look like a beggar yourself, and you think other things are dirty? Come on, why are you pretending to be weak? Just be honest."

Zhou Zishu knew in his heart that he was right, but he still glanced at the handkerchief in his hand with disdain. He felt a faint fragrance coming from it, and there was a clump of orchids embroidered on the corner. It was small, but very special.

Delicate, with an indescribable feminine aura of powder. If it is for girls, the size of the veil seems a bit large, and the pattern is too plain. If it is for a man... which old man would wear it?

Bring this thing?

He couldn't help but glance at Wen Kexing with a rather strange look in his eyes. There was no one else around, so Zhou Zishu teased him bluntly: "Brother, why are you carrying the girl's things? Is there something unspeakable about you?"

Wen Kexing was slowly peeling off the blood-stained clothes on his skin from the wound. Hearing this, he added some strength without expression and tore off the piece of cloth stuck to the wound.

Zhou Zishu hissed, his facial features wrinkled, and Wen Kexing felt relaxed and said calmly: "This is a gift from Yangzhou City's oiran Su Yue Gongzi. If you don't know the goods, you can say a few words less.

It saves you showing your timidity.”

Then he directly tore the piece of gift given by Master Su Yue into strips and tied it to Zhou Zishu's wound.

Zhou Zishu didn't know that the folk customs in the south of the Yangtze River were so open. Even in the capital city by the Wangyue River thirty miles away, when the prodigal old emperor was in power, he had never heard of a male courtesan being chosen when he was at his most extravagant and lustful.

, and asked without thinking.

Wen Kexing looked at him with a very sympathetic look and asked: "Did you grow up in a paradise? Are the people in Tianluo all country bumpkins? Or am I wrong?"

Zhou Zishu sneered: "When have I ever admitted..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Kexing suddenly struck like lightning and poked the big point on his chest very lightly. If it had been anywhere else, Zhou Zishu might not even be able to feel it through his clothes, but he was catching up.

Zhou Zishu was extremely weak, and all his seven orifices and three autumn nails came out to make a fuss. He had been trying to suppress it. This extremely light push was the last straw that broke the camel's back. He immediately groaned in pain and bent down: "You

…”

I saw Wen Kexing rub his chin and said quite meaningfully: "You are seriously injured internally, but you still have such skills now. It is impossible for Tianluo to let you go. But it is said that the seven orifices and three autumn nails are the most deadly.

It’s impossible to live up to your reputation. I see that you can eat, drink, run, and jump, and you are very energetic. Although you are a bit stupid, you are not fooled by that stupid trick. Could it be that I really

Is your guess wrong?"

Zhou Zishu was sweating profusely and did not forget to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "Wen... Kexing, I... fuck your ancestors..."

Seeing that he was no longer pretentious and full of talk, Brother Wen was very upset. Although Wen Kexing was scolded, he felt a sense of accomplishment for some reason, so he said calmly: "My ancestor's name is unknown, and he has passed away long ago.

, I'm afraid it won't work. If you wash off your disguise and let me see your true face, if you are a beauty, I can offer you your body."

Zhou Zishu gritted his teeth and bent his waist like a giant shrimp. He endured the pain and tried hard to mobilize his inner energy to suppress the nails that wanted to rebel. Hearing that he was still chattering on the side, he finally couldn't help but interrupt irritably: "

Shut the fuck up!"

Wen Kexing shut up and stood by without any guilt.

I don't know how long it took before Zhou Zishu opened his eyes. There were still bloodshot eyes, but others couldn't tell what his true face looked like, but they knew it didn't look good and said, "It's dawn."

The excitement subsided, and it was already dawn outside - the two of them had been trapped in this strange cave all night.

Wen Kexing, as if he was not in a hurry, nodded when he heard this: "It seems that that person brought you in on purpose and wanted to trap you to death."

"Jiang you." Zhou Zishu said.

"It's obviously you and I'm a good person." Wen Kexing was arrogant.

Zhou Zishu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and stood up holding on to the earthen wall of the cave, leaning there, thinking about how to get out, when Wen Kexing asked from the side: "Zhou Xu, are you afraid of death?"

Zhou Zishu said: "Afraid."

Wen Kexing glanced at him as if he was surprised. He heard Zhou Zishu say seriously: "I haven't finished accumulating virtue yet. If I go down now, the King of Hell may give me some kind of birth in my next life."

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

However, before Zhou Zishu could answer, he asked again very seriously: "If you are not a good person in the first place, and now you think of doing good deeds, will it still work?"

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

Wen Kexing hurriedly stood up and followed, saying, "Where are you going?"

"Eat dog meat." Zhou Zishu said, "Now that person just trapped us in this place..."

"Take you." Wen Kexing corrected.

Zhou Zishu rolled his eyes and continued: "The beast is not small, and he can eat for a few days. If not, there will be food in the river. Anyway, he will starve to death. No matter what the person in black is, he will definitely eat it by then.

Will come out to meet you."

Wen Kexing was shocked and said: "You thought the water in the river was dirty yesterday, but today you are going to eat the shellless bastards in the water?!"

"So you plan to starve yourself to death, and then let the shellless bastard come and eat you?" Zhou Zishu glanced sideways at him and concluded, "Brother Wen is really a saint."

There was no light in the crypt. Fortunately, Zhou Zishu planned to run away late at night. He had several burns on his body and a small night pearl that he stole from the rich to give to the poor. Although it was very small, it could only emit a little light, which was enough for two people to see.

He struggled to see, half of his face was reflected in the dim light of the night pearl, and Wen Kexing couldn't see clearly his disgusting face and facial features. Only a pair of extremely bright eyes looked sideways at him.

, with an indescribable sense of playfulness.

That look was quite familiar.

Wen Kexing thought for a long time, but he didn't remember that he had seen such a look on any beauty's face, so he didn't answer for a while.

The two of them fell silent. At that moment, Zhou Zishu's ears caught a shallow breath that was different from his own and different from Wen Kexing's. He smiled silently - as expected, some people could not calm down after hearing this.

Stop being angry.

Then he stopped by the river, bent down, and washed his hands with the water in the river. Then he grabbed the neck of a monster that was trying to make a sneak attack, lifted it up, and smashed it to the ground. The monster didn't even say a word.

He broke his neck and died. Zhou Zishu picked up some water and drank it slowly.

Wen Kexing was also a bachelor who was not stingy. He looked at him thoughtfully, picked up the monster's body with his toes, kicked it aside, and followed his example, drinking a few sips of river water to moisten his throat.

At this moment, a strong gust of wind hit him from behind. As if Wen Kexing had expected it, he staggered out of the way without haste. A steel knife grazed the corner of his clothes and entered the water with a "thong" sound.

, Zhou Zishu laughed loudly, raised his hands and watched the excitement: "Look, Brother Wen, I said I came for you, right? You must not be a good person if you provoke someone like this and try their best to kill you.

.”

There were steel knives shooting out from all corners of the cave, and those steel knives ignored Zhou Zishu for the time being, and went straight to Wen Kexing, almost intertwining into a storm of swords and swords - Wen Kexing did not look embarrassed, and his Qinggong was actually

Even smarter than Zhou Zishu imagined.

I just cursed in my heart - this man surnamed Zhou has to take revenge even if he says a word. He is extremely petty. Not only is he not a good guy, he is simply not a thing.
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