Young Master Jiang has a crush

After washing up, it was already ugly time to change into the nightgown and lie down on the bed.The drumbeat of the fourth watch rises and falls in the darkness.

Wanchong turned over, and then turned over again, feeling hot and dry in his lower abdomen, his lower lip was bitten so bloody, leaving a tinge of attractive bright red, his mind was clear and muddy from time to time, and his clean and slender fingers were Can't help but touch and caress myself.

At this moment, Xiao Suo's whistling wind suddenly passed outside the room.Immediately afterwards, a black figure suddenly entered through the window, the movement was a little flustered, but it was silent.Wanchong's first thought was Fang Zhen.Just right, throw it out when you are disabled.But Wan Chong immediately denied this answer, not to mention that Fang Zhu was already drunk at this moment, even if he was still sober, he would definitely not have the deep inner strength and such agility of others.

I'm afraid I'm going to get involved in some trouble.Wan Chong unconsciously squeezed the corner of the quilt tightly.

The black shadow first stooped to hide under the wooden table, and after a short pause, it quickly jumped under Wan Chong's bed.

At such a critical moment, Jiang Zongzi's jade-like face and charming lips suddenly flashed in Wanchong's mind. Thinking of that dude who lived a fine life by leaning against the window lattice of a painting boat, he had a unique lazy look and a flamboyant lip line .

Wan Chong frowned fiercely, moaned and gritted his teeth, and his black hair was scattered on the pillow.Wanchong's breathing was small and rapid, and the man in black under the bed must have noticed it.But the man in black didn't do anything for the time being, because he couldn't expose himself, so he held his breath and stayed motionless under the bed, waiting for the pursuers to leave or come in.

Not long after, the sound of chasing footsteps outside the house faded away, and Wan Mansion returned to silence.The man in black under the bed breathed a sigh of relief, but was suddenly pulled out by a huge force, and pressed against the bedside carved with wishful cloud patterns.For a moment, the nose was full of alcohol.Before the man in black could react, Wanchong's right hand locked his throat firmly.

Wan Chong held the man in black firmly, and with his left hand, he violently peeled off the black mask of the other party, and even pulled a piece of human skin mask from the man in black's face.Wan Chong quickly tore off the human skin mask of the man in black.

In the dark, Wan Chong could clearly see the aggressive and tense facial contours of the other party, his blushing eyes, and the color of his charming lips.

ginger!Zong!Zi!

Wanchong suddenly got a serious jam, and then his mind went crazy.Not bad, to my liking.Wan Chong snorted coldly, you, Young Master Jiang, asked for this.

Wan Chong let go of the hand that locked his throat tightly, and when he heard Jiang Zongzi's obviously hoarse coughs, his desire surged up again.

Jiang Zongzi resisted with hands and feet, but it was useless. In a blink of an eye, he was thrown onto the bed by Wan Chong's force.The two bodies are entangled together.

Jiang Zongzi, who was still immersed in the discomfort in his throat, was kissed forcefully.Jiang Zongzi was stunned on the spot.The action of the person on the body is domineering and tough, and the skin is abnormally hot.Jiang Zongzi could clearly feel the aroma of wine between the lips and teeth of the other party and the unique taste of bamboo leaves, the fragrance of his grandma is a ball!

"Hmm...you fucking... hiss! Don't..."

Sudden by this inexplicable plot change, Jiang Zongzi was extremely devastated.He quickly calculated the success rate of drawing the pursuers back to save him from the claws, but he could only do the math, Jiang Zongzi couldn't do it anyway.Because the third young master Jiang Yuanye can only appear in one place, and at this time, Jiang Langji is pretending to be him and causing trouble on the streets of Xiwu.

Jiang Zongzi has been secretly in love with You Penglu for many years, and he has always had the illusion that one day he will be the leader of others. Although Xiao Youyou has a tough temper, he is a young scholar with thin arms, thin legs, waist, and soft body after all.

But when Wanchong quickly and relentlessly tapped Jiang Zongzi's big acupoints all over his body while mopping his hands, and Jiang Zongzi's limbs became weak and completely lost the ability to resist, the third young master's long-term positioning of his own attributes has undergone a terrible and serious shift.

The third young master Jiang's view of love collapsed.The other party's salty pig's hands did whatever they wanted on him, rubbing them back and forth without any scruples.With his clothes half undone, Wan Chong's fingers reached under him with trembling heat.And Jiang Zongzi discovered a more sad fact, the "Ten Hall Book" that he had worked so hard to get and hidden in his obscene pants was in jeopardy!

The big thing is bad!

"Well, shit..."

Jiang Zongzi's face was flushed, he couldn't distinguish Wan Chong's facial features in the dark, he could only lock on the other's thick black pupils firmly, the sharpness and insight flowing in Wan Chong's eyes made the third young master Jiang who was used to domineering palpitations palpitate.

"Good boy." Wan Ziman's voice was the wine that had been buried under the peach tree for decades, and his eyes were like unknowable caves in the forest. At this moment, Jiang Zongzi saw that in addition to the frightening darkness, there was a faint A graceful bouquet of colorful flowers.

The other party moved him with a pair of eyes in the dark, and Third Young Master Jiang himself found it incredible.

Jiang Zongzi's throat was dry and hot, and he followed Wan Chong's breathing more heavily. While being served comfortably, his whole body was inexplicably ignited one by one.Wanchong's slightly rough licking and biting left a series of dense itches and longings on Jiang Zongzi's body.Jiang Zongzi longed for Wan Ziman's bamboo leaf fragrance with a mellow wine flavor to fill the entire bed, fill the gaps where they were close to each other, and finally seep into his own blood.

Jiang Zongzi couldn't bear to tear off the silk nightgown on Wanchong's body, but he couldn't.Wanchong pushed Jiang Zongzi's legs away with his knees, grabbed his waist with his right hand, and squeezed two fingers in with his left hand along the groin, and then pressed and expanded a few times hastily, then anxiously A advance.

"Ah! Hiss... His mother's buzzing..." There was a crying sound.

At that moment, Jiang Zongzi's heart was ashamed, and there was a tearing pain from his lower body. He couldn't control the surge of internal force, he broke through several acupuncture points at once, and was easily resolved by Wan Chong three or two times.Jiang Zongzi gripped the quilt under his body tightly with his ten fingers, and raised his head back impatiently, pulling out a soft and graceful arc of his neck.Let Wanchong's ink-splashed black hair tickle his bare chest with undulating movements.

Jiang Zongzi frowned, and his eyes were full of water: "Asshole, pervert, um... too, too big... you, take it easy! Fuck... ah... um..."

Wan Chong held Jiang Zongzi's face, repeatedly pecked and kissed his sweaty forehead, then licked up to the brow bone, followed the high bridge of the nose, blocked the third young master's charming lips, and melted his curse into a cry An ambiguous murmur.

Long night.

The moonlight outside the window is bright and clear, and the flying snow is white.

The room is charming and lingering, and red candles are lit.

☆, Wan Hanlin

I want to know how Wan Ziman and You Penglu feel about Hop Front.One night, the hour of Hai will pass.Third Young Master Jiang carried two jugs of wine and ran to the front of Mr. Wan's house, kicking the door open with arrogance and arrogance.

Then Jiang Zongzi was dumbfounded.

In the room, Mr. Wan was very close to a young and beautiful girl in red shirt and pink makeup, with ambiguous postures and whispering something.

How dignified it is for a lone man and a widow to live together in one room!His grandma's!

Seeing the handsome and strange young master standing at the door with a stinky face and stiff body, the woman in red instantly clings to Wanchong's neck skillfully and charmingly like a bird, and sticks her soft body into Wanchong's arms. Shy and frightened, he sighed.Resilience is just perfect.

The mood of the third young master Jiang at that time can be described as a resentment like a resentful woman who thought he was upright at first, but he didn't expect that there were countless scumbags and beauties who became romantic, but lost his body and mind, and ended up with no name, no money and no money.

Wan Chong suppressed a smile, pushed away the woman in red, looked at Jiang Zongzi who had a loveless face, and said, "This is my junior sister, Fu Xiang, she lives in Wanfu temporarily." Then he pointed to Jiang Zongzi and said to Fu Xiang said, "Master Jiang Third."

"Sister?"

"Well. We were discussing some secrets of the teacher's school just now. Fu Xiang was afraid that you might be suspicious, so she pretended to have an affair with me." Wan Chong explained indifferently.

Jiang Zongzi chose to believe such a fresh and refined excuse.

Fu Xiang teased with a big grin: "Master Jiang San is carrying two jars of vinegar? The taste is quite strong!"

Jiang Zongzi rolled his eyes, not as knowledgeable as her.Ask Wanchong thoroughly, "Where did you come from?"

Wanchong smiled inscrutablely: "Well..."

Fu Xiang interrupted very rudely: "Hey, you've already told me the secret! Xin! What are you asking for, an outsider?"

Jiang Zongzi still ignored her and just looked at Wanchong wholeheartedly.

But Wanchong just shrugged one shoulder gently this time, and didn't explain or refute anything.Jiang Zongzi felt stabbed in the heart.

"...Oh." Jiang Zongzi turned around and left with his drink in hand.

Jiang Zongzi hugged the two jars of wine in front of his chest with both hands, and walked in the corridor expressionlessly, looking a little silly.But Xiaohu, the maid who was pouring the wash water in the courtyard, felt sad for no reason when she saw this scene.

He acquiesced that he was an outsider.

The bang sound of the fourth watch came.

Jiang Zongzi stared at the magnolia wood carving on the top of the bed, unable to sleep.Hearing the sound of someone knocking on the door, Jiang Zongzi turned his head and blew out the bedside lamp, and turned over with his eyes closed.

Wanchong opened the door and walked in, put the Mingwa lantern on the table, sat down beside Jiang Zongzi's bed, and called him softly.

The third young master Jiang ignored it.

Wanchong smiled lowly, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Zongzi's wrist, stroked it carefully, went up the arm, lingered for a while at the beautifully curved collarbone fossa, and then slipped into the loose nightgown.When Wan Chong accurately pinched the red spot on Jiang Zongzi's chest with his cold fingers, Jiang Zongzi's body visibly trembled.He already had goose bumps all over his body, as if countless bugs were crawling on his heart.

Jiang Zongzi couldn't pretend anymore.He grabbed the hand of the other party's misbehavior, blushing and staring at people.

Wan Chong's hand held Jiang Zongzi's hand through the soft and thin layer of nightgown.The more silk held in the palms of the two, the more attractive Jiang Zongzi's fair skin in the early spring air will be.

Wan Chong couldn't help but bury his face in Jiang Zongzi's black hair scattered on the pillow.There was a faint sweet fragrance in his hair, and Wanchong laughed twice again.The exhaled breath made Jiang Zongzi's ears numb and hot.

"Did you come to drink with me just now?" Wan Chong dragged Jiang Zongzi into his arms and rubbed him in his arms.

Jiang Zongzi was somewhat repelled when he thought of the way Fuxiang was stuck in Wanchong's arms just now.He snorted coldly: "No."

Wanchong pretended not to hear, he sniffed Jiang Zongzi's clean smell twice: "Still waiting for me? How about we go drink now?"

The principled Young Master Jiang San pushed Wanchong away, covered himself with a quilt: "Let's go find your junior sister." Anyway, I'm an outsider.

"But Fu Xiang has gone back, what should I do?" Wan Chong looked distressed.

That's right, you won't come to me even if she's still here.

He said ruthlessly: "Then you can go back to Wanfu for me."

Wan Chong showed a real helpless expression: "Okay, don't be angry." Then he bewitched him with a low and pleasant voice, "Ji Xiu, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, how about going to the rooftop for a drink with me?"

"...It's late, it's late, I'm not interested!" said the principled young master Jiang San.

"Well, are you interested in doing, don't, er, things?" Wan Chong's hand got into the quilt, touched Jiang Zongzi's thigh, slowly went up, and was about to...

Jiang Zongzi lifted the quilt angrily, and glared at Wanchong: "Good, good, drink, right? Go to the room!"

Wan Chong smiled happily.He took off his white and green feather satin cloak, and put it on Jiang Zongzi thoughtfully.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the night is as cool as water.Jiang Zongzi and Wanchong lay side by side on the red glazed tiles of the roof, with several wine jars in hand.

When he was half drunk, Jiang Zongzi leaned on his arm and asked Wanchong, "Do you like You Penglu?"

Wan Chong smiled lightly.He turned an empty wine jar upside down, supported his body with one arm, and said, "There's no more wine, I'll go down and get it."

"Answer me!" Jiang Zongzi was a little arrogant after drinking, and grabbed Wanchong's arm vigorously, dragging him back to lie down.

Wanchong sighed, kissed Jiang Zongzi's forehead reassuringly, and said solemnly, "I don't like him."

Jiang Zongzi frowned: "Then why did you draw him so well?"

Love to pretend to be garlic, but also small-minded.Wanchong counted the cute places of Young Master Jiang in his heart, and smiled contentedly: "I will draw you better."

A gust of cold wind came from somewhere, Jiang Zongzi instantly sobered up and began to feel shy.He wrapped his cloak and forcibly changed the subject seriously: "By the way, I remembered something."

"Ok?"

"But I have to be reasonable. You go down and get some wine." Jiang Zongzi shrugged Wanchong with his body like a baby.

"it is good."

"Not long ago, I heard in a certain teahouse that You's home was stolen and I didn't know what was missing. Then on the same night, Wan's Mansion was also stolen, and a priceless treasure was stolen. This is What's the matter?"

"...a priceless treasure." Wan Chong repeated it, looking at his expression, as if he thought the words were very interesting.

"Hmm." Jiang Zongzi thought for a while, and continued to add, "It's a guy who looks like a servant. He said he heard what Boss Wan and his nephew said. Is it a rumor?"

Wanchong said flatly: "It's just hearsay."

"what?"

"You, a thief, have only entered Wanfu in the past year." Wan Chong teased.

Jiang Zongzi was stunned: "What?"

"Besides, they entered at the same time as the You family. Then, Third Young Master Jiang, who else is better than you? I think you know best what the You family lost."

Jiang Zongzi said in embarrassment: "Hehe." What was lost was the "Ten Hall Book" he stole from Youshu Pavilion on the night of Shangyuan.He felt that he had found a topic that didn't take long.

In fact, Jiang Zongzi was always afraid that Wan Chong would force him to ask him why he stole the "Ten Tang Book", and that Wan Chong would question his purpose of getting close to You Penglu.But it has been several days, and Wanchong never took the initiative to mention it.He seems to know everything, but also seems to know nothing.Or, don't care?

Jiang Zongzi looked at Wanchong's beautiful side than the moonlight without blinking his eyes, his thoughts became blurred due to drunkenness, and he simply stopped thinking about it.

"As for Wanfu..." Wanchong opened his mouth. He turned his face, his eyes shifted from the bright half moon to the flushed corners of the third young master Jiang's eyes, and his eyes continued to linger on the bridge of the nose, cheeks and lips of the third young master Jiang.Jiang Zongzi let him look at him affectionately, without urging him, he raised the wine jar and took a few sips.Wanchong narrowed his eyes and admired the throbbing Adam's apple of the third young master Jiang for a while.He kind of wanted to lean in and suck it, but he just watched quietly.

In the end Wanchong turned his face back again, looking at the faint starlight in the night sky, the cool wind in the middle of the night, blowing on his hot face, it was very comfortable, "Wanfu lost Wan Hanlin's heart."

Jiang Zongzi choked on the wine, the aroma of the mellow wine made his face blush.

Sure enough...

After the scar was healed and he forgot the pain, Third Young Master Jiang rubbed secretly and thought happily: I am indeed right!

Two or three wine jars rolled down the eaves one after another, leaving long wine stains and intoxicating smells along the road.Finally, it shattered to the ground and splashed in all directions.

The two on the roof embraced each other and kissed passionately, not paying attention to the noises at all.

A few maids and servants who were awakened came out to watch in their clothes, and Jiang Zongzi was so frightened that his legs tightly wrapped around Wanchong.Wanchong took Jiang Zongzi and moved to the other side of the roof in a blink of an eye.

The two rolled on the roof leisurely and dissolutely.

The moonlight is very beautiful at night.

☆, You Peng Kan

Jiang Zongzi remembered that last night he and Wan Chong fell asleep in an embrace.

After waking up from a hangover, I have a splitting headache and no one to sleep with.

Jiang Zongzi's heart felt cold, he was in a trance for a moment, and heard the repeat outside the door: "Young Master You please see me." Jiang Zongzi finally realized that he did not wake up naturally, but because he heard "Young Master You" three times in a daze. A word, so a shock, instantly sober.

"I'll be right there!" Jiang Zongzi said in a hoarse voice.

Wanchong was holding a peony-patterned tray, and when he pushed the door in, what he saw was Jiang Zongzi fussing about dressing in a hurry.He frowned.

"What's the rush? It's not too late to go after the morning meal." Wan Chong "dang" put the tray on the rosewood table, and the aroma of porridge and grapefruit tea penetrated into Jiang Zongzi's nose.

"Damn my waist! Wear it! What!" Jiang Zongzi turned a deaf ear to Wan Chong's words, and worked on his own for a while. After dressing, he pulled his shoes and ran into the screen to wash up.

Wanchong waited outside calmly.After a while, there was no movement inside.Wan Chong turned to look behind the screen, the door was wide open, and there was no shadow of Young Master Jiang.

Wan Chongfu picked up the tray and followed him to the front hall.

Seeing Jiang Zongzi standing at the entrance of the front hall, he was disillusioned and asked, "Why are you? Damn it.

You Pengkan smiled like a fox: "Why, Zongzi doesn't welcome Big Brother You?"

"Where is it?" Jiang Zongzi smiled dryly.

You Pengkan stepped forward calmly and bowed to the two of them respectively: "I'm the one acting on behalf of You, and I'm here to make amends."

"Brother You, what are you talking about?" Jiang Zongzi sat down generously, clasped his toes gracefully, and sipped his porridge, "What are you paying for? The Jiang You family, how could they be so polite?" Jiang San The young master is representing the Jiang family, interpreting "you are welcome" with his whole body.

"Zongzi, I'm relieved to hear you say that." You Pengkan smiled deeply and called for two gifts: "A little gift, Zongzi, don't be polite to Brother You!" The brocade boxes were opened one by one, revealing two glittering and delicately carved immortal trees, with ancient and vigorous branches, dense branches and leaves, and exquisite jade and peach decorations.

Jiang Zongzi's eyes lit up, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

You Pengkan bowed and bowed: "Master Jiang San, Mr. Wan, these days, Xiaolu has caused you a lot of trouble. This is the sacred tree that I teach to avoid disasters and achieve good fortune. I hope you can accept it."

Jiang Zongzi pretended to be reserved: "Brother You, you also know. The Jiang family has an ancestor's precept that their descendants are not allowed to enter the immortal law. This sacred tree..." Of course Jiang Zongzi understands that the followers of the immortal law send out things related to the religion, especially the sacred tree. The level of gift represents the most sincere heart and deepest affection, and it is not suitable to take it back after giving it away.You Pengkan must have understood the etiquette.

You Pengkan smiled like a fox again: "Zongzi can rest assured, in the final analysis, it is an ordinary thing to pray for blessings, who would blame him? Besides, Mr. Wan probably has no ancestral precepts, right?"

Mr. Wan gave a cold "hmm".

Jiang Zongzi and You Pengkan went back and forth for a few more polite words, and finally, Jiang Zongzi thanked him again and again, pretending to be reserved, and accepted the two brocade boxes.He calculated in his mind that the jade dice would probably be confiscated, so he would not ask for trouble.But if you have money, you can buy a few rare editions of Erotic Palace and study it together with Mr. Wan!There is also the nine-nine-nine-nine-long-yang-style silver-carving villain mentioned by the group of fox friends and dog friends, I really want it!

With a face of "you are happy", Wanchong tidied up the third young master Jiang indifferently after eating the wind-blown dishes, and went out with a peony-patterned tray.

And You Pengkan looked at Wanchong's back in his eyes, concealing a hint of cunning.

Taking advantage of Wanchong's absence, Jiang Zongzi said, "Brother You, how is Xiaolu doing recently?"

"I'm feeling much better, but I'm always thinking about you..."

Jiang Zongzi beamed with joy: "Really?"

"What are you doing to lie to you? I wanted to bring him here today. Alas...just..." You Pengkan sighed, "Yesterday, it was Xiaolu's turn to guard the altar. When he was leaving this morning, he He is still sleeping soundly, so he is reluctant to wake him up." Keeping the altar is a kind of meditation and prayer ceremony of the Immortal Fa Sect. Every Sunday, believers gather behind the sacred tree to meditate together. Shi Shi remained motionless, neither eating nor drinking.As usual, the big family sent a son-in-law to participate.

On the way back, Wanchong heard the roar of Young Master Jiang San from the front hall: "How can this be done! Xiaolu's body is weak! He fell into the water and caught a cold and was frightened. How could he hold on to the altar?"

You Peng Kanfu sighed again, secretly smiled helplessly at Wanchong who had a livid face at the door, and then comforted Jiang Zongzi, saying: "This is also Xiaolu's duty, and no one can replace it."

"I can't help but guard him." Jiang Zongzi lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.

"Also," You Pengkan said in great grief, "Zongzi, after you left, Xiaolu hasn't touched a grain of rice for several days, no one can persuade you."

Jiang Zongzi smashed the table: "How could this happen!"

"So there is something..." You Pengkan showed a look of embarrassment and helplessness, "I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Jiang Zongzi continued to smash the table: "Speak!"

"Zongzi, can you stay with Xiaolu for a few more days? If Jiang Shangshu disagrees...that's all..."

"No, no, why would my father disagree? I'll go back to You Mansion with you right now!" Jiang Zongzi suddenly stood up, ready to go.

"Don't go." Wan Chong's face darkened.

But Jiang Zongzi didn't seem to hear or see.He quickly brushed Wanchong's shoulder, stepped over the threshold, and went straight to the inner room to pack his luggage.

You Pengkan knelt down in front of Wanchong.

Wan Chong was indifferent and lofty like a god: "Wan Mou dare not be that."

"Mr. Wan, I came here today to invite Third Young Master Jiang to accompany me back home. Do you know?"

Wanchong remained silent.

You Peng bowed three times, and knocked his forehead on the ground with a "Keng Keng" sound: "Mr. Wan, since you can accept Young Master Jiang as a student, You Jia is willing to pay ten times and a hundred times the price. Please accept Xiao Lu as a student."

Wan Chong was thoughtful.

"I don't know if you have brothers and sisters, I hope you can appreciate the hard work of being a big brother!"

The tall, stable and dependable man crawled under his feet with a pious expression on his face.

Wan Chong nodded.

Jiang Zongzi didn't know.

Hearing that Wanchong was going to Youfu with him, he struggled to hold back the ecstasy in his eyes.

☆、Yin Fashi

Wanchong, Jiang Zongzi and You Pengkan went to Youfu in a carriage.

When the carriage reached Beihe Street, people gradually became bustling.Wan Chong propped up the glazed car window with fine silver lacquer bolts, and looked out.

Wan Chong noticed two people sitting on the window on the second floor of Pinglai Inn.One of them was as beautiful as an exiled immortal. He was dressed in white clothes, had snow-ice, flesh and bones, black eyebrows, deep eyes, and black hair. At first glance, there were only eye-catching black and white colors.Even if the beautiful woman has a disgusted and indifferent expression, it does not affect his alluring beauty in the slightest, and adds a bit of human spirit, making people feel at ease that he has emotions, and he really survives in the world of mortals.

The man opposite the beauty in white was handsome and domineering, with young brows and eyes that were different from those of his generation, with an inscrutable and sophisticated demeanor who was familiar with strategizing.

Wanchong glanced over lightly, keeping his expression on.

Suddenly, there was a "boom", a loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, followed by a faint stench.At the same time, the horse urgently raised its front hooves and neighed towards the sky.After a violent sway, the carriage stopped.

Jiang Zongzi was stunned by the shock, and all eyes were on his face: "Who is robbing the road!" Angrily, he raised the curtain of the car, stepped on the shaft and stood firm.

Jiang Zongzi was shocked.The condescending angle allowed him to see the bruised and unrecognizable corpse at a glance, lying lifeless in the middle of the road, barely blocking the front of the carriage.

Jiang Zongzi turned back dumbfounded, and said to Wanchong, "Yes, the corpse."

Wanchong smiled lightly: "Stuttering what?"

Jiang Zongzi glared: "Why are you smiling? If you were that horse, you could still laugh!"

Wan Chong smiled so much that he showed his two rows of teeth. He stretched out his arm and reached over to pinch Jiang Zongzi's cheek affectionately.

Fuck, can you separate the occasions for playing hooligans?Is now the right time Wan Ziman?

Jiang Zongzi noticed that You Pengkan's expression was stiff for a moment, so he could only smirk: "Brother You, Mr. Wan, please rest first, I'll go down and have a look." He turned and jumped off the carriage.

Around the carriage and the corpse, more and more spectators gathered.Some of them exclaimed, some were speechless, some pointed and talked in a hurry.

Jiang Zongzi scanned the surrounding people, but found nothing suspicious.Covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve, he knelt down and carefully inspected the corpse.

The deceased was a tall, thin, middle-aged man. His face was intertwined with several ferocious scars glistening with blood, and there was little blood in the seven orifices. It was impossible to distinguish his appearance for a while.The corpse was full of gnaw marks and filthy.The man's flesh was black and blue, with red and black internal scars all over the place.At first glance, it looks like he was poisoned by drugs, and was cruelly tortured to death.

"Isn't that Yin Fashi!" A terrified voice suddenly shouted from the crowd of onlookers.

Suddenly there was an uproar.

"Yin Fashi?!"

"How is it possible? I don't believe it! Was Yin Fashi still fine yesterday!"

"Really, look at that mole on his chin!"

"My God! My lord fairy mother!"

"Yin Fashi! Who is so vicious!"

……

Dharma envoys are the highest level in the Immortal Teaching. Although they belong to the lowest level, they still have a high prestige among ordinary believers.After all, the hundred leaders above the Fashi and the ten halls above the hundred leaders are too mysterious and unknown to ordinary people.Moreover, there is only one Dharma envoy and several deputy Dharma envoys in each city, and they are in charge of all the affairs of the immortal arts in the entire city, guiding the beliefs of more than half of the people in the city.

The crowd was furious.The crying was loud.

At this time, someone suddenly discovered that the red and black internal wounds on Yin Fashi's body were clearly traces of horseshoes, so it was very likely that he was trampled to death by a wild horse.The disciples of the Immortal Method cast their tearful gazes viciously at the horse behind Jiang Zongzi and the pale-faced coachman who tightened the reins.

"Avenge Yin Fashi!"

"Vicious murderer!"

……

The followers of Immortal Law began to frantically throw eggs, vegetables, leaves, stones, garbage and everything else they could get at the carriage, and no one could stop them.Many people rushed to take off their coats to cover Yin Fashi's body.

In an instant, Youjia's originally luxurious carriage was smashed into a mess, which can be described as devastated.

The horse was greatly frightened, it kept struggling and neighing, its hooves hopped on the gravel, and it was about to run away.

The scene was completely out of control.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Jiang Zongzi yelled at the top of his voice, yelling and scrambling around, finally remembering that he could fly, tiptoed the horse's back, picked up the coachman by the way, and jumped up to the roof in a matter of seconds.

It must have been hit by some acupoint, and the horse slumped all of a sudden.

Then, Jiang Zongzi, who was still in shock standing on the roof, was surprised to find that Wan Chong was sitting on the ridge, smiling at himself. He was clean and refreshed, with a contented appearance.

"When did you come up?" After a pause, "Brother You?"

Wanchong didn't answer, but gently picked off a vegetable leaf stuck in the back collar of Third Young Master Jiang.

In fact, as soon as Jiang Zongzi got off the carriage, Wanchong flew out from the half-open glass window and flew to the roof.The corpse fell from the sky just now, but the person who left the corpse to create chaos is completely gone at this moment.

interesting.

The coachman was in a mess, and he sat down on the ridge of the roof, shaking his knees.

☆, second young master

Unbelievable to the third young master Jiang, the believers who rioted on Beihe Street when Yin Fashi's body appeared, unexpectedly calmed down strangely.

Jiang Zongzi turned his attention away from Wanchong.Looking down, it turned out that You Pengkan came out of the carriage.As soon as he appeared, everyone's movements froze for a moment, and then they stopped throwing insults.

Yes, Jiang Zongzi remembered.

You Pengkan is Liangdu's deputy envoy.

By the time the people from the government arrived, the massive violence and anger had subsided.You Pengkan soothed the hearts of the believers with a few words and presided over the overall situation.

Wanchong and Jiang Zongzi sat on the roof, moving in unison, holding their chins and looking down.

On the endless Beihe Street, countless disciples of Immortal Law meditated on the spot, closed their eyes and prayed, their upper and lower lips moved slightly without making a sound.You Pengkan holds a spherical bronze incense stick with intricate carvings in his palm. The incense emits a cool, sweet and ancient taste, which can be spread far and wide.

The whole world is silent.

Jiang Zongzi had never seen such a scene, and he felt chills down his spine.

So he instinctively reached out and touched it, oh, it turned out that an egg was smashed on his back before.Jiang Zongzi touched the egg liquid with his hand, it was sticky and smelly.

The wind blew, and someone jumped onto the roof and "treaded" towards Jiang Zongzi. There was a sudden sound in the silence.

That person was dressed in white, like a banished fairy, and he didn't have the consciousness to lighten his footsteps at all.

Wanchong looked back squinting, and in a blink of an eye, the corners of his brows and eyes were amorous.Jiang Zongzi noticed.

It was the beauty in white who was sitting at the window on the second floor of Pinglai Inn just now.Wanchong watched him slowly walk behind Jiang Zongzi and stood still.

The beauty in white rudely and directly pulled Jiang Zongzi's shoulders, and suddenly brought her face closer, and the two of them were so close that they were nose to nose.Just then the beauty said, "San'er San'er! Why are you here!"

Jiang San'er tried her best to lower her head, not to look at the other party, and innocently wanted to pretend that she didn't hear.

The beauty in white shook Jiang Zongzi's shoulders vigorously, and continued to bluff: "Who allowed you to hang out with that guy You Pengkan? Ah! What's so good about his short onion brother? Is he so fascinated by you? You Say it! Is he as beautiful as I am? Is he as deep as I love you? Ah! White-eyed wolf hurry home with me!"

"..." Jiang Zongzi felt that the whole street was watching the play, especially Wan Ziman who was sitting in the front row.

The beauty in white laughed "Puchi": "San'er, you have a date in your hair hahahaha, 'crack', so sweet! I like it!"

Jiang San'er continued to bury her head, because it was too embarrassing, so she did not want to admit it and admitted to Wan Chong: "This idiot is my second brother, number two idiot. His name is Jiang Zongchun, and the word is the most stupid."

"It's Zui Chun." Jiang Er explained to Wan Chong with a smirk, "Intoxicated Zui, simple Chun."

Well, the mind is quite simple.

Jiang Ersha didn't dislike Jiang San'er's sticky and smelly body at all, he hugged Jiang San'er and rubbed and rubbed: "No one has ever dared to shake face at me! Only you, my third son, only you! "En Lei oil.

Not far away, across the ridge of the Kissing Beast, stood another man who had just been sitting at the window on the second floor of the Pinglai Inn.The handsome and extravagant man looked at Jiang Zongchun's sudden change of style in bewilderment, unable to recover for a long time.

Mr. Wan thought, luckily among misfortunes, this man wakes up not too late!

So the bewildered look on my dear friend's face turned into a suspicious idiot smile.

Wan Chong and Jiang Zongzi yelled in their hearts at the same time: "Your Majesty, wake up! This idiot in front of you is not suitable for you, he will tarnish the royal blood! You must know that mental retardation is inherited, so please wake up!" Jiang Er silly How does a man affect the next generation of the royal family? You two should wake up!

Seeing that Jiang Zongzi was staring at the man behind him enthusiastically, Jiang Zongchun pouted, and whispered to Jiang Zongzi's ear: "That man is called Tong Qi, and he can't stop me from sworn brothers. You say, he will Could it be a liar? Coveting the wealth and status of the Jiang family..."

Your simple mind really dares to think.He is obviously coveting your beauty, Jiang Ersha.

At the beginning, the disciples of Immortal Law refused to let Catcher Zhao take away Yin Fashi's body.Fortunately, You Pengkan repeatedly persuaded him, saying that only by handing over the case to the yamen can he find out who killed Yin Fashi and avenge him.Only then did the believers lose their resolute face of guarding the body of the law envoy to the death.

According to the religious regulations, after the death of the Dharma Envoy, all followers of the Immortal Dharma must guard the altar for three days.And the whole You family is a disciple of Immortal Law, so You Pengkan has no time to take care of Wanchong and Jiang Zongzi.The two burdens consciously stated that they would not go to Youfu to disturb the muddy water.Jiang Zongchun was very happy, and the Holy One was very happy because of Jiang Zongchun, so Long Yan was very happy.

Wanchong didn't bring any luggage.After Jiang Zongzi dug out his package from the bruised carriage, he had an idea—since he had clean clothes, why didn't he take a shower at Pinglai Inn before going back?In this way, even if you meet Jiang Shangshu in any corner, you will not be afraid.

Hearing Jiang San'er's good idea, Jiang Er foolishly raised his limbs in agreement: "Yes, yes, let's clean up for nothing before going back to the house!"

"No way!" The other three shouted in unison.

"Huh?" Furong cried, dew, and pandan cried, and I felt pity for it.

Wan Chong quickly grabbed Jiang Zongzi's arm.Jiang Zongchun blinked, and the pair of doggy men were already in front of the counter: "The shopkeeper, I want a room." The shopkeeper snapped the abacus, Wan Chong didn't even look at it, and directly pressed a silver ingot on the counter.The shopkeeper immediately smiled, and personally led the two of them up