Vicious female supporting role, gender male

According to the plan, Feng Rugui publicized the story about him and Jiang Wuqi rescuing a disfigured woman at the mass grave, together with the story about a strange creature that climbed up from the Chuncheng River not long ago, the bluestone slab in the narrow alley opposite Fengchun Inn When the broken wrist was discovered, the three things were superimposed on one place, and the horror fermented very quickly. For a while, the people in Fengchun City were panicked, and even spread to the adjacent Linchun City. Linchun City also hastily imposed a curfew. In time, the cities of Fengchun and Linchun don't have to talk about the night, and there are only a few pedestrians in the daytime.

But after three days, Liang Jingwen didn't move at all. He neither sent anyone to get rid of Su Qing, nor did he attack the severed wrist hidden in the county government.

For another two days, the county magistrate really couldn't find the owner of the severed wrist, and the severed wrist was already smelly and rotten due to the hot weather, attracting countless insects and flies, which were hard to disperse. As a matter of fact, this unsolved case is temporarily closed.

When he heard about the disfigured woman, he went to the inn and made some inquiries, but the disfigured woman trusted Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi who had saved her life more than the magistrate, so he prevaricated. I just knew that I didn't know why I woke up in the mass grave. The county magistrate asked her name, birth, and origin. The county magistrate had no choice but to go back to the county government.

Another five days, a total of ten days, Jiang Wuqi searched Fengchun, Linchun and some villages within a radius of thirty miles, but he still couldn't find a trace of Liang Jingwen.

Liang Jingwen seemed to have evaporated from the world for no reason, and no one within a radius of thirty miles rented a carriage for ten days. Liang Jingwen was born as a scholar. If his footsteps did not leave any traces, it would be as difficult as reaching the sky within a radius of thirty li.

No. On the 11th, near noon, Su Qing's condition relapsed, and Zeng Ru accompanied her, while the female ghost was still searching for Liang Jingwen, Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi were sitting in a restaurant called Panchunlou Have lunch.

This Panchun Restaurant was originally the most famous restaurant in Fengchun City. Compared with the taste of the dishes, the asking price is barely reasonable. Therefore, as long as people in Fengchun City have a little money, they will come to Panchun Restaurant every month to avoid being caught by friends. They laughed, and those who claimed to be literati would write poems and lyrics to praise the dishes of Panchun Tower and the mountains and mountains that can be seen from the top of Panchun Tower.

Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi were sitting in front of the table with the best view in the Panchun Building. This table should have paid a deposit one month in advance in order to have a chance to sit. The Spring Tower has also become deserted. In the past, when it was almost midnight, there were still diners still drinking in the Panchun Tower to make a drinking order. But in this half month, before sunset, it would be closed. Among them, there were five days, from opening to closing , None of the diners entered the door.

Feng Rugui likes meat, but Jiang Wuqi forbids meat, so the two ordered their favorite dishes.

Feng Rugui ordered mushroom soup with minced fish, stewed beef brisket with yam, short ribs in honey sauce with plums, and siu mai with pork and shrimp, while Jiang Wuqi ordered pan-fried eggplant box, stir-fried lotus root slices, and shredded lettuce in cold salad.

"Two guest officers, wait a moment." After the words fell, the second brother stepped back with a smile on his face.

At this time, all the windows on all sides were opened, and the summer breeze rushed in, dissipating most of the summer heat immediately.

Because Jiang Wuqi was busy searching for Liang Jingwen these days, Feng Rugui rarely met Jiang Wuqi. At this time, seeing Jiang Wuqi sitting opposite him, he subconsciously stared at Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi noticed Feng Rugui's gaze, and asked, "Is there something wrong with the poor?"

"There is indeed something wrong with you." Feng Rugui smiled and said, "Sit over here, and I will tell you to listen."

Jiang Wuqi immediately got up and sat beside Feng Rugui, but Feng Rugui leaned into Jiang Wuqi's ear and said, "I lied to you."

Jiang Wuqi wasn't annoyed, he just smiled helplessly: "Why are you making fun of the poor?"

"Because I miss you so much." Feng Rugui didn't know why he said it, and couldn't help his ears burning. Fortunately, the words were so soft that Jiang Wuqi probably didn't hear them clearly.

Sure enough, Jiang Wuqi asked suspiciously: "What did you just say?"

Feng Rugui shook his head and said, "You don't need to mind, I'm just talking to myself."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, he stood up and wanted to go back to his original seat.

Feng Rugui couldn't help but tugged at Jiang Wuqi's sleeve, reluctant to part with it.

Jiang Wuqi lowered his head to look at Feng Rugui, seeing the water in Feng Rugui's eyes, he asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

During these eleven days, Jiang Wuqi was often not by Feng Rugui's side, and often the two of them would not see each other for a whole day, and suddenly heard Jiang Wuqi's long-lost concern, Feng Rugui didn't have time to think about it, so he put his hands around Jiang Wuqi's waist, His face was buried in Jiang Wuqi's lower abdomen.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi thought that Feng Rugui hadn't sucked blood from him for seven days, so he patted Feng Rugui's back and said softly, "Did your addiction flare up?"

During these eleven days, Feng Rugui's addiction occurred thirteen times, one of which coincided with Jiang Wuqi's return, he hugged Jiang Wuqi, sucked some blood from the back of his neck, and the other [-] times He survived all these times with his own blood, but fortunately those twelve times were not considered severe, and he managed to maintain his sanity from the beginning to the end.

Hearing this, he rubbed Jiang Wuqi's lower abdomen, then raised his head and said, "I'm fine."

"That's good." Jiang Wuqi heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly remembered something, so he bent down and grabbed Feng Rugui's hands for a closer look.

When I looked closely, countless fresh scars pierced into Jiang Wuqi's eyes, Jiang Wuqi's throat twitched, he didn't know what to say, but in the end, he apologized: "Feng Rugui, Pindao should have been by your side. yes."

He shook Feng Rugui's hands, and said solemnly: "In the past eleven days, how many times has your addiction flared up?"

Feng Rugui submerged his ten fingers one by one into Jiang Wuqi's, and then said with a smile, "How do I remember so many?"

Jiang Wuqi knew that Feng Rugui was just perfunctory, so he was about to open his mouth, but at this moment, the younger brother brought the food table.

Feng Rugui saw that the second brother came to the table, but he didn't let go of his hand, instead he caressed Jiang Wuqi's fingertips gently, which made Jiang Wuqi feel itchy.

The younger brother thought that Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi were lovers, and thought to himself: This Taoist monk is clearly a monk, but he is accompanied by a beautiful lady, which is really enviable.

The little second brother brought out short ribs with plum honey sauce, siu mai with pork and shrimp, fried lotus root slices, and shredded lettuce in cold salad from the food table, and laid them out one by one.

On weekdays, the dishes should have been served already, but due to the recent sluggish business, only the chef and a servant in charge of cooking are present in the Panchun Building, and the other cooks and servants are resting at home, so the serving speed is slow many.

Jiang Wuqi didn't care about other people's eyes, so he didn't pull his hand out, letting Feng Rugui play tricks on him.

Feng Rugui's temper in front of him is really not good, if it were something else, he wouldn't ask, but this matter needs to be asked again: "You really don't remember?"

The second brother finished serving the food, and Fang was about to leave, but he heard Feng Rugui say: "I want another pot of Tusu wine."

"Okay." The second elder brother responded, and quickly fetched the Tusu wine, and placed a white porcelain wine cup in front of Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi respectively.

Feng Rugui let go of Jiang Wuqi, poured a glass of Tusu wine, and then, he grabbed Jiang Wuqi's left wrist and pulled it hard.

Jiang Wuqi was caught off guard, and was pulled into his arms by Feng Rugui. He felt something was wrong, propped his right hand on the chair, and was about to sit up straight, but the tip of his nose was suddenly filled with the smell of wine.

What catches the eye is a hand with well-proportioned bones and flesh, with a good shape. Although the skin on it is as white as jade, it is not very smooth. Between the fingertips is a glass of Tusu wine.

He looked up at the person holding the wine: "Feng Rugui, what are you going to do?"

With a smile on Feng Rugui's lips, he stared at Jiang Wuqi with burning eyes: "After you drink up this cup of Tusu wine, I'll tell you that in the past eleven days, my addiction has occurred several times."

Jiang Wuqi sighed and said, "A poor man can't drink wine, so don't do that."

"You don't want me to do this, but I want to force you to drink up this Tusu wine." Feng Rugui said, bringing the wine glass closer to Jiang Wuqi's lips little by little, before it touched Jiang Wuqi's lips, However, Feng Rugui withdrew his hand and turned to drink the Tusu wine with his head raised.

Feng Rugui drank in a hurry, and coughed for a long time before he stopped, because Jiang Wuqi's back was against Feng Rugui's chest, the body tremors caused by Feng Rugui's coughing did not hit the ground at all. On Jiang Wuqi's back.

Jiang Wuqi turned his head back and said, "Poverty Dao won't fight with you, why are you drinking in such a hurry?"

Feng Rugui drank the wine by himself, after drinking three cups, coughed lightly for a long time, then put down the cup, said in a hoarse voice: "In the past eleven days, my addiction has occurred thirteen times in total, but each time It’s not that great, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

I don't know if it was because of drinking three cups of Tusu wine, or because of the cough just now, Feng Rugui's face turned red, and there seemed to be a bit of seductiveness in the delicately put on makeup.

"You..." Jiang Wuqi wanted to ask Feng Rugui if you were in pain or not, but he expected that Feng Rugui would definitely answer no pain, so he stopped asking and said, "If it happens again next time, don't force yourself .”

"Yeah." Feng Rugui complied, half-truthfully, and then pushed Jiang Wuqi away, saying calmly, "Let's eat."

"Okay." Jiang Wuqi sat back opposite Feng Rugui, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, picked up a slice of lotus root and put it in his mouth, praised, "It's really good."

"Really?" Feng Rugui didn't look at Jiang Wuqi, but looked at the emerald green mountains outside the window, resting his chin in one hand and playing with the bamboo chopsticks in the other.

Jiang Wuqi didn't know what caused Feng Rugui's displeasure at all. After thinking for a while, he simply asked: "If there is something wrong with the poor, you can just tell me directly."

Feng Rugui didn't say a word, and ate his meals in silence. When he was young, the remaining mushroom soup with mushrooms, beef brisket with yam, and pan-fried eggplant box were all served. The dishes in Panchun Restaurant are not many, so he took his time Without hesitation, he took all the dishes he had ordered into his stomach, and then said, "Since you have searched all over this area for thirty li, but Liang Jingwen's whereabouts are still unknown, where do you think Liang Jingwen is hiding?"

Jiang Wuqi heard Feng Rugui mention Liang Jingwen, and pondered: "Then Liang Jingwen should not be able to travel thirty miles away, and the poor Taoist is puzzled, but after the fire, there is a poor Taoist that has not been searched, it is... "

The two said in unison: "The secret room."

Jiang Wuqi frowned and said: "The secret room in Liang Jingwen's house, Pindao has searched carefully before, but after the fire broke out, he never set foot there again, Pindao can't even conclude that the secret room has collapsed."

"Then let's go to the secret room." After Feng Rugui said, Kankan stood up, but his body fell straight down.

Jiang Wuqi quickly supported Feng Rugui, so that Feng Rugui would not fall to the ground.

Feng Rugui held Jiang Wuqi's forearm with one hand, and put his other hand on Jiang Wuqi's left shoulder. He stared at Jiang Wuqi with red eyes and said, "Jiang Wuqi, I seem to be a little drunk."

Jiang Wuqi touched his cheek, which felt as if he was at home, and he was really scalded by the wine, but even so, the temperature of his fingertips was no more than that of ordinary people.

That's right, Feng Rugui is a ghost, an evil ghost who has cultivated for thousands of years, even though he has cultivated a body like a mortal, he is still a ghost.

He immediately felt pity, hugged Feng Rugui who was almost limp on his body, bowed his head and said: "Pindao will take you back to the inn to rest."

"I'm going to trouble the Taoist priest." Feng Rugui half-closed his eyes, and put the weight of his whole body on Jiang Wuqi with peace of mind.

After Jiang Wuqi paid the silver taels, he half-embraced and half-supported Feng as if returning home, and walked out of the Panchun Tower with a ring of jingling rings.

Outside the Panchun Building, there was no one around as far as the eye could see, as if he and Feng Rugui were the only ones in this vast world.

The bright sun was shining down, and the scars on Feng Rugui's hands were suddenly visible. Jiang Wuqi suddenly realized that Xu Shicai Feng Rugui didn't deliberately ignore him, but that Feng Rugui was already drunk and was instinctively Desperately enduring the drunkenness, there was no time to talk to him.

If this is the case, this Feng Rugui is too used to patience.