Qinghua Town Series

Sweet, glutinous and soft, the subtle sweetness slowly melts on the tip of the tongue. No wonder Xiao Jiuniang and the others clamored to bring back sweet pastries every time they heard that someone was going down the mountain to the town. At that time, they thought they were little devils They are greedy, but now they even like themselves very much.

This was probably the only thing Qin Can found that could make him feel better after he brought him to Qinghua Town.

Walking in front of the teahouse, the waiter stopped Yan San.

"Master San, you can't come in today." Although it meant to refuse, Xiao Er still apologized with a shy face, not daring to offend Yan San.

Yan San's face darkened, still puzzled, obviously there were a lot of people in the shop, it didn't look like he was resting, "Why?" asked coldly.

Xiao Er swallowed her saliva, not daring to look at him, "The county magistrate said that you can only be let in if you, the third master, settle the tea money you owed before..."

"What did you say?" Yan San stretched out his hand, grabbed Xiao Er's skirt and brought him up to him, "Did you guys have the guts to deal with me with that dog official?"

When the shopkeeper saw the situation at the door, he hurriedly put down the account book in his hand, and ran over in three steps at a time, "Third master, third master... We really dare not go against you."

Yan San let go of his hand, Xiao Er fell to the ground, got up and hid behind the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper said, "Third Master, it's not that we don't let you in, it's what the magistrate said..."

Yan San sneered, "When did that dog official gain so much power? If you listen to him like this, don't you know what will happen if you offend me?"

The shopkeeper suddenly begged with a bitter face, "Third Master, even if you give me a hundred courage, I will not dare to fight against the cottage, but the county magistrate said that if we don't follow his orders, he will confiscate us immediately." The real estate title deed drove us out of Qinghua Town, and even Longtai County didn’t let us stay... Do you think our whole family depends on this teahouse for our lives, wouldn’t it kill us if we lost it?”

Xiao Er shrank behind the shopkeeper, and suggested in a low voice, "The county magistrate only ordered us not to let you in, San Dang, but we can pack and send you everything you like to eat in San Dang..."

The shopkeeper nodded in agreement.

Yan San gritted his teeth, squeezed his fist hard, and slashed Qin Can hard in his heart. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he would kick his nose and face!

Thinking that this is a matter between himself and Qin Can, he should stop entangled here, and should go back and find Qin Can to settle the score.Yan San didn't ask them to pack snacks for him, but left the teahouse with a stomach full of displeasure, wanting to go back to the yamen and drag Qin Can out to give him a good beating so that he can remember better.

Seeing the cover of the casino on the way, Yan San paused, then walked straight towards it.

"Third Master, please stay."

As a result, when Yan San walked to the door, he received the same treatment as in the teahouse. The gambling house thugs watching the scene stopped Yan San. Ming has an attitude of "if you stop me again, don't blame me for doing it".

But the other party did not intend to back down, "The third family just smashed our place and beat our people a few days ago. Before this matter has subsided, it is not appropriate to let the third family enter the casino again. A few days ago The county government came to announce again, if we let you, the third master, enter the gambling house again, we will not want to continue to make a living in Qinghua Town."

Yan San looked at him sullenly, "What if I have to go in today?"

The thug who watched the scene snapped his fingers, and immediately three or five people came out to block the door. The man said, "Then unless the third master beats us to death, or we mess up things and leave our master without food, It’s also a dead end.”

These people were all tall and tall, much taller than the body of Cen Xi that Yan San was using now, and they stood there in unison, like a wall.

But when Yan San faced them, not only did he not lose his aura, but because he heard that it was Qin Can's evil idea to prevent him from entering the gambling house, the anger that was already burning up suddenly lost control .

The hands clenched into fists trembled uncontrollably, even the shoulders shrugged slightly, the delicate face was distorted by anger, his eyes were burning, Yan San gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, "It's just It's just...seeking death!"

Butterfly Cup 12

When Qin Can was free on weekdays, he would look through the files in the study to see what old mysteries he had to solve by himself. After flipping through a book, he found that the sun had already set in the west, and the day had passed before he knew it. .

He picked up the cold tea on the table and took a sip, and found that today was very quiet, no one came to complain, and no one came to collect debts, it seemed that his method was still useful.

Sure enough, to deal with a person like Yan San, using reason and empathy is basically playing the piano with a cow, only if he is more domineering and ruthless than him, and his arrogance can be completely suppressed.

First dampen his spirit, then kill his prestige, and finally train him to be submissive...

Qin Can couldn't help being a little proud. Obviously, although the people were afraid of the power of Heiyun Jiulongzhai, they were even more afraid that they would not be able to survive without their livelihood.

So what is there to be afraid of in that cottage?After discovering this point, the people in the town are no longer afraid of the power of Heiyun Jiulongzhai, and naturally those people will no longer be able to do their best, and finally collapse and disintegrate little by little, and finally become a speck of dust on Yunlong Mountain. It doesn't bring a little bit of brilliance, and it doesn't take away half a point of reputation.

When Qin Can was proud, Ah Da walked in from the outside, Qin Can picked up the cup on the table and motioned for him to pick it up, "Bring me another cup of tea, and... what is Yan San doing today?"

Ah Da pursed his lips, his expression a little heavy, "My lord, it's better for you to see for yourself..."

When Qin Can saw his expression and heard what he said, his heart suddenly turned cold, and a bad feeling surged up.

He hurriedly followed Ah Da to the place he mentioned, which was the teahouse where Yan San often went to eat Bawang's meal.

At this time, the sun was setting and the clouds in the western sky were glowing red, as if stained with blood. The roofs of the teahouse and other surrounding houses became a black silhouette, which made it even more dark and depressing.

From a distance, Qin Can saw something dangling under the eaves of the teahouse, and when he got closer, he could see clearly that the thing hanging from the roof like a cocoon was a few people tightly bound by ropes , in addition to a few thugs from the gambling house, there are also shopkeepers and shopkeepers from teahouses, and shopkeepers from several other shops that Yan San often goes to.

Qin Can's heart skipped a beat twice.

There were a lot of people around the teahouse, except for the sound of women crying and children crying miserably, the others just watched, not even daring to breathe.

Qin Can slowed down step by step, as if stepping on the pounding sound in his heart, he pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

There was an open space in the middle of the crowd, Yan San was sitting on a grand chair facing the teahouse, with one leg crossed over the other, tossing a walnut up and down in his hand, seeing Qin Can, he didn't say anything Said, only the corners of one side of the mouth curled up slightly, but Qin Can read his intentions in his eyes.

"The county magistrate... please save our old man." A rather old woman rushed out from the crowd and hugged Qin Can's leg. I did everything according to what you said, and the result...the result...we knew this earlier, we would rather move to another place, and we can't afford this torment..."

Qin Can raised his head and looked up, and found that the hanged people were still breathing, but their faces were haggard, especially the shopkeepers of the teahouse, whose complexion was gray, and they looked like they were going to die. There are also obvious bruises.

Qin Can helped the woman up, then walked towards Yan San by himself, "Yan San, what are you doing? Put her down quickly."

Yan San flicked his finger, and the walnut in his hand flew out and hit Qin Can's leg with a "smack", preventing him from coming over.

"What are you doing?" Yan San smiled coldly, "You don't have eyes, so you can't see for yourself? The head of Yan San in Heiyun Jiulongzhai is teaching those who don't know how to praise, let the people here take a good look and remember it , let them remember... in Yunlong Mountain, in Qinghua Town, who has the final say!"

The last sentence is full of emotion, roaring like an enraged lion.

Qin Can was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this time he didn't frustrate Yan San's spirit, but touched Yan San's reverse scale.

He was angry, and now he was taking revenge on himself.

"Yan San, I asked them to do that. If you are angry, you can attack me. Don't take it on innocent people."

"Hehe." Yan San turned his head to laugh, "I'm just a bandit, how dare I challenge the magistrate? I'm afraid that one day the magistrate will bring people to our bandit den and send us out one by one. It's charging troops."

Qin Can couldn't see him like this the most. He was sitting there with his familiar face and body, but the man showed his disgusted expression and behavior, and there was even a strong murderous aura coming from him, as if he was a His worst enemy is general.

Many scenes of being with Cen Xi in the past emerged in Qin Can's mind, and his heart felt sour.

That was his childhood sweetheart's playmate, a friend who was closer than his own brother, who had been punished by the Taifu together, wrote poems and wrote poems together to make fun of the world, and even came to this kind of place to suffer, although Cen Xi complained a lot, he did not refuse .

However, that person disappeared completely...

Now he has become a heinous and unruly bandit, doing all kinds of evil things, using Cen Xi's face, Cen Xi's voice, and Cen Xi's body...

The fingers under the sleeve curled up, "Yan San, what do you want?"

Yan San put away the calm expression on his face, gloomy face, gloomy gaze, half of his face fell in the shadow of the setting sun, which made people feel a little scary, "I am a generous person, whoever offends me, confess to me Just a mistake."

Qin Can clenched his fists slightly, "Okay, you let these people go first, and I will make amends to you."

"But I can't see any sincerity." Yan San took out another walnut, held it between his fingers and looked at it.

"what do you want me to do?"

The hand holding the walnut stopped, and the clouds hung low, covering the rays of the sun, leaving Yan San in the shadow, only a bone-chilling voice came, "Apologizing at least has the appearance of apologizing, how should I say it?" You should also kowtow and say "I was wrong" to be decent."

Qin Can only felt a "hum" in his head, his body was unstable, and he took a step back before stopping.

Qin Can gritted his teeth, "Yan San, don't bully others too much!"

"yes?"

Yan San didn't even look at it. With a flick of his finger, the walnut in his hand flew high into the sky, and hit one of the ropes hanging from the gambling house's thugs. The rope snapped, and the man screamed and fell. When they came down, the surrounding onlookers let out a low cry.

Although the teahouse only has two floors, if you fall from the top, you might break your limbs, not to mention there is such an old shopkeeper of the teahouse, and several other ordinary people who don't know martial arts at all.

"Yan San you?!"

Yan San touched another walnut and said calmly, "I don't have much patience."

Qin Can stood there, all the eyes around him were focused on him, the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be a flame that was about to burn out, and someone's moaning in pain came from above his head.

When Qin Can was hesitating, Yan San flicked his fingers, and another person fell down screaming, fell to the ground and rolled around wailing.

Qin Can felt his heart being stabbed hard by something sharp. Not only did it hurt, but it also went deep into the bone marrow, making him feel pain from heart to lung and every bit of his body.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were deeply dug into the palm of his hand, as if he was holding the unknown nothingness in his palm with all his strength, and then he gave up, and slowly let go of his hand.

Yan San, you should feel honored...

Under the gaze of almost the entire town, Qin Can slowly bent his right knee and landed on the ground. After a pause, he lowered his left knee as well, and a heavy voice seemed to fall in his ear.

In this life, he has only kneeled on his parents and the emperor, and the one that touched the ground is not only his knee, but also carries all his dignity.

Then he seemed to have seen all kinds of scenes when Yan San and the others drove away the previous magistrates. Compared to him, this is probably considered light.

Qin Can laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and slowly put his hands down, closed his eyes and swallowed, and then slowly put his head down.

Butterfly Cup 13

He couldn't hear the rustling voices around him, he couldn't feel the pain in his hands and knees from the gravel, and even when his forehead touched the sand and stones on the ground, the feeling of shame was not so obvious. After letting go of everything, he actually became more relaxed, and his heart was filled with shame towards Cen Xi.

Cen Xi, I'm sorry for you.

I shouldn't force you to come here, I shouldn't agree to use your body to save Yan San, and I shouldn't... dream that Yan San will become you...

He raised his head and knocked it down again, making a "dong" sound. The gravel on the ground quickly scratched Qin Can's forehead, and drops of bright red liquid fell on the ground, but he didn't seem to see it, it was only once. Once again, repeating the movements of raising and knocking down.

Cen Xi, I'm sorry...

Every time he lifts it up and knocks it down again, Qin Can repeats this sentence in his heart.

Yes, he was not kowtowing to Yan San to apologize, but to Cen Xi, to this friend who was destroyed by himself.

Cen Xi, I'm sorry!

The force of the fall was getting heavier and heavier, almost as if he was venting something. He knew that he had kowtowed hundreds of thousands of heads, and the person in front of him was not Cen Xi, but Qin Can felt that if Cen Xi had a spirit underground, he would know his guilt. He will understand how much regret he has now...

Yan San sat there watching Qin Can kowtow again and again. He only wanted him to kowtow a few times to apologize, and he didn't want him to kowtow like this.

The sound of "dong dong" was like a drum beating in his ears. In the afterglow of the setting sun, he saw that the man lifted up and fell, and bright red water droplets splashed out, and his whole face was gradually covered with blood. Fuzzy, but he still insisted on dropping his head.

Yan San's hand clenched the armrest of the chair, why did he feel sorry for him?

She stood up suddenly, walked up to Qin Can, raised her foot, and stepped on his shoulder, stopping his body from going down again.

The body was supported by one foot and couldn't go any lower. Qin Can raised his head slightly, the bright red viscous liquid blurred his vision, and the familiar face in front of him also became distorted and unfamiliar in his vision.

Ever since this body recovered, he has been embracing the idea that this person is Cen Xi, even if it is not Cen Xi, he will one day become Cen Xi, deceiving himself, trying to cover up the sadness of losing Cen Xi .

He even thought that as long as Yan San was taken away from that kind of place and controlled more, he would become like Cen Xi. He had always held that idea and never gave up.

But today, he fully recognized that this person is Yan San, and this person is Yan San, the third head of Heiyun Jiulong Village.

Even if he uses Cen Xi's voice, Cen Xi's face, and Cen Xi's body, he is still Yan San...

"sorry……"

Qin Can said in a hoarse voice, in his eyes, it was an apology to Cen Xi.

Yan San's body trembled slightly, he narrowed his eyes to look at the man in front of him, the corners of his mouth that had been tense were slightly curved, then he raised his head and laughed loudly, "Hahaha!"

After laughing, he restrained his expression, stepped on Qin Can's shoulder and kicked Qin Can hard to the ground, "This time is just a lesson, it will not be so simple next time." After speaking, he turned and left.

Seeing him approaching, the onlookers took the initiative to part ways. After confirming that Yan San had really left, some people rushed to unload the hanging man and asked the doctor to see the injured.

The setting sun was almost gone, and the faded sky became cloudy.

Qin Can lay on the ground, grabbed a handful of the sand on the ground mixed with the blood on his forehead, and squeezed it tightly, regardless of whether the gravel mixed in it hurt his palm, just squeezed hard and squeezed again, as if he wanted to To grab something back, he didn't let go even though a thin red thread leaked from between his fingers and flowed down the fingers to the ground.

Qin Can himself didn't remember exactly how he got back to the county office. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in his room in the back of the county office.

I thought it was a dream, but when I sat up, I found that the dirt on my clothes, the small wounds on my palms cut by gravel, and the wounds on my forehead had been treated, and the pain was throbbing like needles. Make sure that all of that actually happened.

Qin Can was sitting with his back leaning against the bed rail. A Bin called him to get up from outside, but he didn't respond. He looked at the mattress in front of him with a slumped expression, and his whole body seemed to be pulled out of his soul. generally.

Yan San relieved his anger, and after taking a nap, his mood naturally improved a lot, but it seemed that he had done a little bit.

From time to time, the expression and eyes of Qin Can looking at him yesterday flashed before his eyes. He couldn't tell what kind of expression it was. It was not like before, when he stepped on his foot, he would jump up like eating popped beans, but unexpectedly calm , which made him a little surprised and a little uneasy.

In fact, he didn't want to go too far, because Qin Can repeatedly touched his bottom line, he would use that method in a fit of anger, and then asked Ah Da, Ah Er and the others how he was yesterday?

Ah Da answered him like this: "If the purpose of the third master is to humiliate Mr. Qin, then the purpose of the third master has been achieved, and it is estimated that Mr. Qin will not be able to hold his head up in front of the people for a long time."

So Yan San thought, the quarrel was over, at worst, when he was going to be promoted today, he could barely show his face, so as to earn some face for him.

After all, the eldest brother and the second brother liked him quite a lot, because he agreed to use Cen Xi's body to save himself, and now he obeyed him even more. If he knew that he was being bullied by him like this, he probably would not be without their scolding when he went back.

But when it was time for dinner, Yan San didn't see Qin Can's people, so he asked Ah Da and the others, and said that he had locked himself in the room for a day.

Yan San thought to himself, cut it, she looks like a woman, so she can hide from people.

At night, Yan San was in his room wiping his green calf knife by candlelight. When he raised his eyes, he saw a figure slowly walking towards his door, who looked like Qin Can.

The movement of Yan San's hands stopped, thinking that he had been recuperating for a day and night, and now he came to settle accounts with himself after Qiuhou, right?

But that figure just stood at the door, neither intending to leave nor to come in, Yan San looked at the figure reflected on the door, impatiently waiting, was about to get up to open the door, but heard a voice coming from outside the door. Some hoarse voice.

"Yan San... Let me tell you, I will leave Qinghua Town early tomorrow morning..."

Qin Can stood outside Yan San's door, paused for a moment before continuing, "I didn't dare to go back before because I felt sorry for Cen Xi's family. I brought him out, but I couldn't give him back. Bring back.

"When I saw you waking up, I really thought it was Cen Xi who came back to life. Even if I later found out that this body was Yan San's soul, I would still think that I would change this person so that He became Cen Xi...but I realized that I was wrong, you are Yan San, this point will not change no matter how hard I try.

"And instead of bringing you back who is not Cen Xi at all, and disappointing Cen Xi's family, it is better to let them accept the fact that Cen Xi is no longer in this world..."

Yan San in the room was startled by his words, stood up abruptly, knocked down the cup on the table with his hand, and the cup fell to the ground with a shattering sound.

Qin Can outside didn't notice the noise in the room, took a deep breath, and said, "You can't listen to anything else, thank Master Yu and Master Wan Er for their care... Please also treat Cen Xi's body well... ..."

Yan San was stunned for a moment, seeing the figure at the door turning away, he couldn't help shouting, "Wait a minute!" After taking a few steps, he opened the door suddenly, and Qin Can's figure was no longer visible at the door.

Butterfly Cup 14

He looked around and found that Qin Can had gone far away, but he didn't appear to be returning to his room, but walked slowly to the backyard with something in his arms.

Yan San followed behind him very lightly, and saw Qin Can, who was wrapped in gauze on his head, walk to the corner of the backyard with his things in his arms, and then squatted down to dig up the soil.

By the moonlight, Yan San felt that Qin Can had become haggard in just one night, stubble appeared on his chin, and he looked messed up.

After the pit was dug, Qin Can looked down at the things in his arms, then seemed to be cruel, and threw those things into the pit without thinking.

It was only then that Yan San could see clearly, it turned out that those were all Cen Xi's clothes.

While covering the soil, Qin Can muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, Cen Xi...you're right, I just can't support the wall like this, and without you, I can't do anything, sorry...sorry... ..."

In the end, he whimpered like a child, and then became more and more uncontrollable, sobbing turned into heart-piercing wailing.

Although it is embarrassing and funny for a big man to cry like this, Yan San couldn't laugh. He could feel that Qin Can was really sad, and what he did also meant that he finally accepted it. The fact that he had never been able to accept before——his good friend Cen Xi... really passed away.

Looking at such a scene, Yan San couldn't bear it. Before, he was angry with Qin Can against himself, but he never thought of making him so miserable.

It's strange, obviously, what he did to the previous magistrates was a thousand times too much, but he has never felt guilty like he is now.

Turning around to leave, he found that the old man in the kitchen was standing beside him at some point. Yan San was stunned for a moment, and then heard the old man say to himself, "Why can't the San Dang family accept that there is a county magistrate in Longtai County?"

Yan San didn't answer, in fact the reason was very simple, honest and upright ones interfered with the cottage's work, and those who were greedy and bribed only eat useless food and looked like an eyesore.

"Although the county magistrate has worked very hard, he has been working hard... He told me that the ancestral hall and the earth temple should be repaired so that the homeless can have a shelter from the wind and rain, and that Build a school and ask a few gentlemen to teach the children in the village to read, even if you don’t take the exam for fame, you can still earn a living to support yourself and your family..."

Yan San thought he was a hard-hearted person, but after hearing what the old man said, he felt his heart being pulled, sour.

It is true that Qin Can looks stupid and always against himself, but he has right and wrong in his heart, and has the principle of inviolability. In addition, he also has small thoughts that ordinary people would have, and occasionally harbors Cunning and vile, unlike those upright and upright officials who have been going all the way to the end, they are almost unreasonable.

"He always hoped that I could become the person he is familiar with..." Yan San said softly.

"Does the third family think it's possible?"

"Impossible." Yan San affirmed without any hesitation.

But I heard the old man smile, "If that's the case, then what are you afraid of, the third master? The moon has its ups and downs, but no one would think that the one that looks like a disc is the moon, and the one that looks like a thin eyebrow is not... ..."

As the old man said, he turned around and left, leaving only Yan San thinking about the meaning of his words.

Early the next morning, Qin Can got up to pack his luggage, and saw that there was a folding fan among the belongings he brought with him, so he picked it up, opened it, closed it, opened it again, closed it again, and finally opened it with a "snap" , shaking in front of him, the figure reflected in the bronze mirror was a little more romantic.

With a helpless smile on Qin Can's face, he put the fan back into the bag, carried the bag on his back and opened the door.

A few rays of morning light broke through the clouds and mist and shone down, dazzling his eyes. He covered his eyes with his hands to get used to it, and then walked into the yard.

Qin Can found a strange thing, it's this time, why didn't he see a single person?Or because they knew they were leaving, those people couldn't wait to go back to the cottage?

Sure enough, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered... Qin Can sighed in his heart, and then thought, even if he didn't fall, he didn't see those gang of monkeys who were loyal to him... The idea of ​​going to Heiyun Jiulongzhai to borrow someone was originally planned. Wrong type.

Walking through the backyard to the front, there was a faint voice coming from the court. Qin Can walked over with doubts, and the voice gradually became clearer.

"88!"

Snapped!

"89!"

Snapped!

The voices of Ah Da and Ah Er, and the sound of hitting the board, Qin Can opened the curtain and walked out, and then saw a scene that surprised him——Yan San was lying on the ground next to the board.

There were still many people standing outside watching, Qin Can was at a loss, what play was Yan San singing?

"99!"

Snapped!

"one hundred!"

Snapped!

The last board fell, and Yan San on the ground didn't move immediately. Ah Er leaned down worriedly and asked, "Master San, can you still hold on?" He said he wanted to help him, but Yan San pushed him away with his hand, and then With his hands on the ground, he got up by himself, shaking his body before he stopped.

Qin Can couldn't help raising his brows in amazement, and then saw Yan San wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and limping towards him.

Qin Can didn't know what he wanted to do, so he shielded himself with his burden, with a look of wariness on his face.

Yan San stopped in front of him, panted, and raised his head, "If you want to go, return the hundred boards to Lao Tzu first!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed Qin Can to the side, and he limped back to the back compartment. As he walked, there were bloodstains on the clothes behind him, it was obvious that the beating just now was for real.

Qin Can couldn't help sighing, as expected of Yan San, who was able to stand up and walk by himself after being beaten a hundred times... No, that's Cen Xi's body!

Holding his own baggage, he watched Yan San disappear behind the curtain, then turned to look at Ah Da and Ah Er, "What does he mean?"

Ah Da pointed to the place where Yan San was lying on his stomach just now, and said, "The meaning of the third master probably means that if the lord wants to leave the county government, he must first suffer a hundred boards to repay what he suffered just now."

Ah Er leaned on the torture stick and panted heavily, as if he hadn't recovered from his exhaustion, "My lord, if you make up your mind to leave, our subordinates can't stop you, but can you let me rest for a while before continuing?" beat?"

Qin Can went up and grabbed the board from his hand and threw it on the ground, "Hit! Hit you on the head! Why don't you go to Chun Cake with such great strength?" After speaking, he turned and stomped towards the back compartment.

Ah Er looked at his empty hand, then looked sideways at Ah Da, "Does your lord mean to hit me, or to go to Chun Cake?"

Ah Da couldn't help chuckling, shook his head, picked up the torture stick on the ground and left.

A Bin and A Ding dispersed all the onlookers, while A Er was still staring at his hands in a daze, and at the same time said to himself, "Which one is it?"

"Yan San!"

Qin Can returned to the backyard and saw Yan San was about to enter the room, so he ran up and grabbed him.

Yan San frowned, with a look of pain on his face, he shook off Qin Can's hand, and asked in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

Qin Can hesitated, "What you just said..."

Yan San seemed to be enduring the pain all the time, with sweat rolling down his cheeks, he was a little impatient with Qin Can's question, "I'll just repeat, if you want to resign and leave here, first pass the hundred The board is still out." After finishing speaking, he ignored Qin Can, opened the door and walked in, then slammed the door.

Qin Can was locked outside, staring at the door in a daze for a while, then turned and went back to his room.

He is not as good at martial arts as Yan San, wouldn't he really be a rotten vegetable after a hundred boards?

But why stay?

Could it be that Yan San has become addicted to insulting himself, and wants to play other tricks in the future?

But that is not the way to use this method. Although his martial arts are good enough, he still looks very painful...

Qin Can Master Qin sat alone in the room, making all kinds of guesses restlessly, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and finally he had to give up.

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Originally thought that the people in the town would look down on him because of the incident in front of the teahouse, but Qin Can found that the attitude of the townspeople was much more friendly than before. The shopkeeper of the shop also sent something to express his gratitude.

Qin Can was a little inexplicable, obviously it was because of his own ideas that he caused them to suffer, but in the end he thanked himself anyway, after thinking about it, probably everyone in Qinghua Town heard about Yan San being punished in court that day , So I thought I was enduring humiliation and stealing life to settle accounts later.

Qin Can didn't think there was anything to be happy about. Instead, he was worried that if this matter spread to the ears of the two masters on Yunlong Mountain, would he be torn up by them and thrown to the back mountain to feed the wolves?

In short, Mr. Qin lived in anxiety all the time, until Yan San's injury was almost healed, and Mr. Yu and Mr. Wan didn't come to settle accounts with him, his worried heart was a little bit relieved.

While Yan San was recuperating in the room, Qin Can wanted to visit him, but he didn't dare. After wandering around the door of his room several times, finally, on the day the doctor said that Yan San would be able to go to the field in two days, he was very big. The guts went in.

When Yan San is able to go to the ground, it may be his death date. If he has anything to say at that time, Yan San will probably ask himself to ask Hades, so he went in to have a look now when he can't get out of bed.

Yan San's room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, Qin Can saw a figure on the bed from a distance, and leaned over cautiously.

Yan San was lying on the bed as if falling asleep, his brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth were also tense and did not relax.

Qin Can stood in front of the bed and tilted his head to look at it.

He had seen Cen Xi's sleeping face many times, but this was the first time he had seen Yan San's. It was no accident, Yan San was Yan San, even if he fell asleep, he would not appear like Cen Xi.

Qin Can looked at it for a while, then lowered his waist, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Yan San, and suddenly heard the other party say, "Stupid monkey, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"

Qin Can retracted his hand resentfully, but still stood there motionless.

Yan San seemed to have a feeling, but without opening his eyes, he asked, "What is it?"

"You..." Qin Can was about to speak, but felt that he would probably be beaten for asking this question, so he changed the question, "I..." After thinking about it, he would still be beaten, so he stopped, but then he didn't know what to say .

Yan San waited, but when he did not speak, he frowned even more, with an impatient look on his face.Qin Can hurriedly asked him casually, "Does the injury still hurt?" After asking, he immediately had the urge to bite off his tongue.

Yan San answered him coldly, "Do you feel sorry for Cen Xi's body?"

"No, no, no..." Qin Can quickly denied, seeing that Yan San remained calm, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Didn't you keep trying to drive away the county magistrate here, why did you not allow me to leave?" already?"

Qin Can took it as his understanding of the sentence that he had to return the one hundred boards if he was going to leave. Who would want to pay a hundred boards for nothing?Throwing these words down is to make it impossible for me to leave.

But Yan San didn't answer his doubts, but said, "Don't think that if you beat me a hundred times, I will obediently listen to you in the future."

Qin Can was taken aback for a moment, and then cried out for injustice in his heart, obviously you are the one who is going to suffer, how could it be my fault?

Yan San didn't care about Qin Can's reaction, and just kept talking.

"Do you think it's my luck that I borrowed Cen Xi's body to come back to life? But you don't know, I seemed to have fallen asleep before, but when I woke up, I found that I had changed, and my real self was lying there. There is no breath and pulse, and the body is cold. This feeling of looking at myself who is already dead...is terrifying. Then I asked myself, who am I now? Is it Yan San or Cen Xi?

"Obviously the soul is still Yan San, but from the mirror