[Four famous arrests] Dao Wushu

Chapter 41

jealousy

Xiyin was slightly taken aback, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she sat quietly with her eyes downcast, as if she was seriously thinking about what Zhuiming said—if... Zhuiming was with other girls ?

Zhuiming lay on his back on the bed, although his face looked relaxed, his eyes were fixed on Xiyin, not wanting to miss the expression on her face.

——Facts have proved that this is completely useless, because the face of the little Taoist nun has never changed expression.Zhui Ming stared at her a little nervously for a long time before finally seeing her speak again:

"In that case, I probably...wouldn't be happy," Xiyin's voice was hesitant, full of uncertainty and confusion, "I don't know——is it like this?"

yes!Of course I like it!

——Zhuiming's heart jumped, his eyes lit up suddenly, and almost immediately he wanted to nod firmly, telling her that this is liking, she just fell in love with him, but just opened his mouth, the words came to his mouth, but it seemed like As if being choked by something, suddenly I can't say anything——

He saw the eyes of the little Taoist nun—concentrated, simple, with a little doubt and confusion, obviously still ignorant and half-knowledge, but clearly full of trust.

She clearly still doesn't understand, but as long as he nods now, she will believe his words without any doubt, and believe that she likes him - Zhui Ming is absolutely sure of this.

Zhui Ming raised his hand with some difficulty, and rubbed his head, the eyes of the usually straightforward and open-minded person were full of struggle at this moment.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Xi Yin stretched out her hand to rub his head again, thinking that he had also suffered an injury on the head and had an attack, her face turned slightly pale, and she quickly leaned over to look at him.Suddenly feeling that he was shrouded in a shadow, his life-chasing movements paused, he raised his eyes subconsciously, and met Xi Yin's eyes full of worry and nervousness——

"How are you?"

Zhui Ming's heart warmed, and he couldn't help sighing: "I'm fine—don't worry, didn't Shen Shu tell you all the injuries on my body? My head is very good."

Zhui Ming paused for a moment, and finally calmed down, gritted his teeth and said, "Your question just now - I can't answer it, whether you like it or not, only you can figure it out. You think about it slowly, anyway, I've been waiting for you." It’s been so long, I can afford to wait a little longer. The most important thing is that you won’t regret it in the future.”

"Of course," said Zhui Ming, as if he suddenly remembered something, and stared at the little Taoist nun with wide eyes, "Don't take too long——I'm so old, I'm very old pitiful."

He said "poor" on his lips, but his face and eyes were full of hearty and heroic smiles, apparently he never felt resentment for his bumpy love life—Xiyin blinked, and couldn't help but tilt slightly He raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth almost imperceptibly, leaned over and stretched out his hand, carefully tucked up the quilt for Zhuiming, then patted his shoulder comfortingly, grabbed the gourd board and held a piece of paper. The face solemnly confessed:

"After you recover from your injury, you can drink."

Zhui Ming followed and nodded solemnly, but then he laughed.

The days that followed were unexpectedly calm—after the case of the Thirteen Murderers, the four major arrestees were all wounded, and this kind of calm gave them a chance to heal their wounds with peace of mind.

The relationship between Zhuiming and Xiyin is still the same, one is careless all day long, careless and unkempt, the other is quiet, meditating and chanting scriptures every day, everything has not changed much from before, just like the "like" in the past All the conversations that this word has had never existed the same.

At this time, most of Zhui Ming's injuries have healed, at least one pair of broken legs has recovered, and he can jump around again, only some internal injuries will not heal for a while - this is a matter of time, even if it is urgent, there is no need effect.

So what he was worried about was not his own injury, but something else - when will the little Taoist nun figure it out thoroughly?

It was he who said to the little Taoist nun, "Think slowly", and he has not regretted it at all until now, but no matter how clear he is intellectually, some things are still beyond his control - he is a little anxious, very anxious.

Zhuiming habitually stretched out his hand towards his waist, and caught nothing at once, and then suddenly remembered that his gourd had been temporarily handed over to Xiyin to take care of it—Zuiming couldn't help but scratched his hair, and sighed , simply went out and went to the opposite side to find Liu Chenshu.

——How can this boy be liked by so many girls?

……

Xi Yin was injured earlier than Zhui Ming, but now she has almost recovered.Today, after reading a scripture from the old building, Xiyin didn't see Zhui Ming after returning to the old building. He ran out to steal a drink again.

She tilted her head and thought about it for a while, but Xiyin turned around and went out again, to the house opposite Shenhou's Mansion——the few flowers in Liu Chenshu's place were about to bloom in the next few days.

Liu Chenshu's place is very lively - in fact, since Liu Chenshu was injured, her house has been very lively, and girls come to "visit sick" every day.Liu Chenshu has always been extremely gentle to the girls, so naturally she never refuses, she smiles and opens the door to welcome guests every day, and speaks softly to the girls, so the girls who come to "visit" more than a day one day.

This day was no different. As soon as Xiyin entered the door, she immediately heard the gentle and quiet voices of the girls, or the delicate and lively voices, sometimes mixed with the voices of Liu Chenshu, who appeared to be very clear and gentle after being deliberately lowered. Feminine voice——Xiyin always likes to be quiet, and doesn't like crowds. She paused at the door and hesitated for a while. After all, she didn't go into the front hall, but went to the yard alone——Liu Chenshu said However, if she comes here, she can go wherever she wants.

The fragrance of flowers in the yard was carried into the nose bit by bit with the spring breeze. Xiyin took a deep breath, only feeling comfortable all over, but the steps under her feet suddenly stopped slightly—the more than one came along with the breeze. It's the fragrance of flowers, and a soft and soft voice:

"Why didn't the third master go to the front hall to talk to Mr. Liu, but instead came to the yard by himself?"

"So many girls are vying to talk to him. If I go in and call him away, I'm afraid they'll kill me with their eyes." The voice that answered was rough and hearty, very familiar, obviously belonging to chasing life Yes, he laughed, and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I'm here to look for him, there's nothing wrong with it, it's good to just wander around."

Xiyin frowned subconsciously, pursed her lips, and finally took a few steps forward——the yard full of various flowers finally appeared in her sight, and among the flowers, a tall, burly, unruly man , the other figure is a girl in a goose yellow dress, slender and beautiful.

The girl seemed to be amused by the chase, she lowered her head slightly and covered her mouth with a soft smile, then said softly: "Mr. But it is also heroic, so don’t underestimate yourself.”

Xiyin's eyesight is excellent, and she could easily see the light pink color on the girl's face when she spoke.

Zhui Ming was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then he laughed, but did not answer.

The girl looked up at Zhui Ming, the smile on her face became more gentle, and she stretched out her hand to straighten her temple hair - when she raised her hand, her wide sleeves sank slightly, revealing a section of white and lustrous hair wrist:

"Earlier, my father was wronged and imprisoned. Thanks to the help of the third master, I was able to clear up the wrong. I have always been grateful, but the third master often travels outside. Today, I have the opportunity to thank him in person."

Chasing life seemed to be a bit of an accident, he was a little startled, and finally remembered the case she mentioned after a long while, and suddenly he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's nothing, it's all the duty of being a fast catcher—since I eat This bowl of rice, of course, must fulfill its duties.”

"The third master is too modest," the woman in yellow chuckled again, shook her head, suddenly changed the topic, and said softly, "I happened to have a jar of old wine a while ago, and I heard that the third master is good wine, so I'll just thank you Courtesy? It also prevents me, a person who doesn't know how to taste wine, from ruining a jar of fine wine."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Xi Yin saw Zhui Ming's eyes light up suddenly—— Xi Yin bit her lip, and subconsciously reached out to touch her chest.

——I don't know why, but my chest seems a little stuffy.

The little Taoist girl lowered her eyes, and suddenly she didn't want to listen any more, and she didn't have the slightest intention to look at the flowers anymore, she turned around with a blank expression, and walked away leisurely along the way she came.

The gaze of the woman in yellow at the other end became more and more gentle, with a hint of anticipation - Zhui Ming calmly took two steps back and opened the distance, with some struggles in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and shook his head:

"I'm off alcohol."

When speaking, the words are straight, full of air, and extremely firm.

The girl was obviously extremely surprised, and she was stunned for a while, and finally realized after a long while, still trying to persuade Zhui Ming: "Third Master, this...is it possible that this altar of fine wine will be fooled by me?" Dust?"

"How could it be?" Zhui Ming waved his hands and laughed, seemingly unmoved, "If you really don't know how to drink and want to give it away, then give it to Shen Shu—— He likes to drink, too. By the way,"

Zhui Ming said, as if he suddenly remembered something, he smiled gloatingly: "If you give it to Shen Shu, it's better to wait for a while——his injury hasn't healed yet. They are under strict surveillance and are not allowed to drink alcohol!"

"Third Master, I..."

"Are you here to see the flowers?" Zhui Ming didn't seem to notice, didn't see the tenderness and melancholy in the girl's eyes at all, and interrupted her words carelessly, and raised his foot while talking. Walking out of the yard, "I'm a big bastard so I won't bother you, take your time, Shen Shu is very good at planting flowers!"

While Zhui Ming was talking, his feet were already walking like flying, and he left the yard in a blink of an eye and disappeared from the woman's sight.

The author has something to say: Actually... the third master is quite popular, pure man!