thank you very much

"So... are you afraid that I'll get drunk again?"

"Xinghuachun, it's just a pot, don't be so useless."

"Chang Huan, I can get drunk with just one drink. Don't force me." Wen Fuzhu shook the bamboo box in his hand, put it back into his sleeve robe, and lowered his head to look through the three chasing killers just now. corpse.

Xie Changhuan shook off the blood on the lightsaber, then rushed it under the rain, but was not in a hurry to take it away, and then hurriedly wrapped around Wen Fuzhu, "Oh, don't pick it up, what's there to pick up after a group of killers?"

Seeing Wen Fuzhu ignoring him, Xie Changhuan anxiously carried the jug around, "Old Wen, today is really my birthday! You and I have known each other for more than ten years, have I ever forced you once? Even now Wish me once, let me do my best, won’t you?”

"No."

Old Fox Wen answered firmly.

There is a reason why he doesn't drink, but for now, he can't tell Xie Changhuan the reason.

"Wen Fuzhu, do you know what is the most boring thing for this person to live in this world?"

"It's drinking and no one to accompany you."

"It's the birthday star who asks others to give him face, but this person just refuses to give him face."

"Yes……"

"Since you know, why are you still spoiling me like this?"

"Chang Huan," Wen Fuzhu rubbed the center of his brows, "You have already scolded me for being the most boring person in the world."

"Boring, Wen Fu wishes you to be really boring."

After thinking about it, maybe he was too angry, Xie Changhuan simply waved his hand, and angrily smashed the altar full of apricot blossoms in his hand on the stone beside him, turned around and stretched out his sleeves, as if he was about to leave.

Wen Fuzhu glanced at the corpse again, and in desperation used his lightness kung fu, which was not too advanced, to chase after Xie Chang Huan.

After going around the dense forest for a few turns, he had already lost his target, Wen Fuzhu rolled up his sleeves and stepped on the thin shadow of the moon that suddenly lost half of his face, feeling a little helpless.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Fuzhu suddenly smiled again, and hurried towards his small building.

*******

When Wen Fuzhu dragged his wet and dry clothes back to the small bamboo forest where he lived in seclusion, the sky was already a little bright.

Xie Changhuan gulped down the unpalatable tea, and sat on the edge of the porch with his legs crossed, watching Wen Fuzhu come back in a mess, he shook his feet and grinned, "Old Wen, Don’t say your lightness kung fu is second-rate, even third-rate is hard for you to rank in. Just like you, what about hidden weapons and unparalleled skills? Do you know that the combination of hidden weapons and light kung fu is the real "kill one person in ten steps" , never stay a thousand miles away.”

Wen Fuzhu closed the door, ignored his taunts, and went back to the room to find clean underwear and take a shower, only to find that the clothes were turned upside down and scattered all over the floor. The trousers were also found, and Xie Changhuan was wearing a set of clean pure white underwear, with bare feet and loose hair, looking extremely comfortable from top to bottom.

I don't know if the one he's wearing now is his own... Gritting his teeth, he turned his head and smiled, Wen Fuzhu casually picked up a set scattered on the bed, passed by Xie Changhuan, and said lightly, "Later Two more waves came, what did you do to me?"

Xie Changhuan is a killer.

Still a pretty badass killer.That's part of the reason he's hated.

For example, although his martial arts are very good, he prefers to use poison and concealed weapons.

Wen Fuzhu always felt that the reason Xie Changhuan was able to entangle him was probably because he was a very powerful hidden weapon expert.

"I put something I stole on you," Xie Changhuan reached out to touch Wen Fuzhu's hair, but just as he was about to touch it, he couldn't help but click his tongue a few times, "Look at how dirty you are? I don't even Have the heart to touch it, you'd better go wash it first, I'll take it out after washing it."

Wen Fuzhu had a bad feeling, "Will it wash off when I wash my hair later?"

"Then I'll wash it with you!"

"Are you courting death?" The sharp edges of the three poisonous blue lights had already reached his abdomen.

Xie Changhuan blinked, let out an ah, and then jumped back, pointing at Wen Fuzhu in horror, "You are a complete black man! Even you have started to use poison!"

Seeing that Wen Fuzhu was probably getting angry, he ignored him and went straight to the backyard. Xie Changhuan followed along for a while, wrinkled his nose and said in a strange voice, "I didn't want to leave the house last night. It was placed on you, thinking... If you drank that jar of wine with me, I would take it away and continue to go south. But you just didn’t drink it with me.”

Wen Fuzhu closed the bamboo door with a bang.

Xie Changhuan leaned against the door panel and continued chattering, "Old Wen, you and I have known each other for more than ten years. I didn't want to drag you into this muddy water. I always feel that I, Xie Changhuan, have been reticent in my life. For the rest of my life, I can have you tenderly for a small half of my life, and there will be no worries when I leave, so I want to drink this altar of wine with you, thinking that even if this fails, I can die without regret.”

"But you refused to drink last night. I have this regret. With this regret, I don't want to leave. After thinking about it, I had to involve you together. If it works, let's continue to be happy and happy, and if it doesn't work, we can't." To be able to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks together..."

Wen Fuzhu almost laughed out loud when he heard Xie Changhuan's first sentence of "reticent". Is he reticent?He is taciturn? !

The more you listen to it, the more nonsense you get.

I was about to say something to tell him to shut up!

Opening his mouth, he turned into a changed tone of "——ah!"

"Ah! Beauties, don't be afraid, I'll save you!"

As if waiting for this opportunity, Xie Changhuan kicked open the door, hurried to the bucket and was about to jump in.

But I really had to jump to find out that there was no one in the water.

Drops of water hit the edge of the bamboo barrel one after another, and rolled along the wall of the barrel into the water with a "swoosh", swaying the microwave layer by layer, shaking away the pair of plain white and slender legs in the water.

The black hair was tangled, the eyes waved slightly, and the clothes in the future had to be tangled around the waist indiscriminately. The rest of the body was not weak, but the muscles were tight, and the collarbone was also delicate.

— Tsk, what a beauty, except that this beauty doesn't look very good right now.

Xie Changhuan leaned on the wall of the barrel, smiled and raised his head, followed Wen Fu Zhuling's feet dripping in the air, and looked past his buttocks strung on the beams in a thin coat, to his flat belly, chest, As well as the man's pale arm, the almost invisible silver needle pinched in the bony fingers, and the silver needle inserted...

Xie Changhuan swallowed involuntarily, and said nervously, "Old Wen, save your life."

"Keep alive?" Wen Fu shook the two fingers holding the needle in a good mood, and the fat worm stuck on the tip of the silver needle also wobbled and trembled. Chang Huanxin almost popped into her throat - this bug is the key to the success of this deal!

"Give it back to me, can we have a good talk?"

"It's easy to say."

Wen Fuzhu seemed unusually calm, and then let go of his hand.

Xie Changhuan hadn't figured out Wen Fuzhu's temper until now, whether he was soft or hard, but now he let it go so easily, and subconsciously made Xie Changhuan feel that something was wrong.

Right now, that feels right.

The falling speed of the silver needle was too fast, almost as if it was going to nail the bug into the ground.

Xie Changhuan thought for a while that he might have to watch the silver needle shoot into the ground quickly, and then the worm couldn't get into the ground as easily as the silver needle, but was squeezed by the momentum. Thick soup was made under pressure—just thinking about this ecstasy scene, he was so disgusted that he didn't want to go forward to save it.

But he still rushed forward, lying on the ground in a very indecent dog-like posture, trying to push up the silver needle with one hand and hold the bug with the other. Only then did Xie Changhuan see that the silver needle had calmly stopped in mid-air.

Wen Fuzhu crossed his legs, still not fully dressed, resting his chin with one hand, and moved his fingers in mid-air with one hand like manipulating a puppet. , and the silver needle moved lightly, the bug "serge" and slid off the silver needle, and happened to land in Xie Changhuan's palm.

"I still know this "Poison Healing", and I know that it is expensive, and it is definitely not something I can afford, so I'd better pay it back to you."

As if sensing Xie Changhuan's confusion, Wen Fuzhu first opened his mouth to explain.

The "Poison Healing" who had a line of wound drawn by the silver needle quickly healed the wound gradually.

Xie Changhuan took out the small bamboo box that Wen Fuzhu used to hide needles from his sleeve, and threw the "Drug Healing" into it. He didn't want to wipe off the water droplets on his face, but turned around with a smile and wanted to go. Looking back, Wen Fuzhu found that Wen Fuzhu had no intention of taking off his clothes and soaking them in the bucket again, so he touched his nose and said sadly, "By the way, Old Wen, I paid for the wine last night, you But remember that you still owe me a table of wine..."

After touching his waist and cuffs again, Xie Changhuan took out a small kit, which was made of women's style, and he tore it open with both hands mercilessly, "Di Ling With two crisp sounds, the two copper coins rolled pitifully on the ground before rolling back to Xie Changhuan's feet.

"Look, I'm really out of money."

Scratching his head again, Xie Changhuan continued to smile flatteringly with a foxy face, "Old Wen, why don't you take care of me?"

"But please don't. I don't have such a good appetite yet." Wen Fuzhu also squinted his peach eyes and smiled, a gleam of coldness suddenly shot out from his eyes, "Now get out immediately, I'm going to take a bath."

"Okay, I'm right at the door. If you want to add hot water or something when the water is cold, call me. Oh, yes, your bucket has soaked bugs just now, why don't I change it for you first..." After speaking, it seemed as if he was going to pick up the bucket and go out.

Wen Fuzhu flicked three silver needles to stop him, "I'm not afraid of bugs at all. If this is not a valuable "poison cure", I might consider cooking it or roasting it with seasoning. "

"Okay." Xie Changhuan smiled slightly, lowered his head, and moved out reluctantly.

Pushing the broken door panel back on the door, Xie Changhuan didn't dare to sit by the door this time, so he just sat on the stone steps carelessly, sucked his mouth and started to whistle.

After blowing for a long time, listening to the sound of water splashing inside and ringing for a long time, Wen Fuzhu opened his mouth suddenly, "What did you just say 'this matter can't be done...'?" You took the pen this time. What business?"

"Ah, this is just a matter of wanting to have a good night with you. You must have known this very clearly. I miss you, and I have told the world countless times. "

All I had to do was stick a note on my face triumphantly - I, Xie Chang Huan, only ask for a sleep and warm blessings in my life.

Wen Fuzhu gritted his teeth and smiled, "I'm asking you seriously."

"The altar of apricot blossoms last night actually made me drugged. Let alone a jar, you just take a sip and let me do whatever I want all night, but you have an upright and clear face, and a man can do it Open your eyes and talk nonsense like "I'll get hooked if I take a sip"..."

"Thank you, Chang, Huan. What kind of business did you accept this time?"

"Old Wen, if I say so, can you let me put your mind to sleep before I die on this trip and never return?"

After finishing his speech, Xie Changhuan spewed out countless sharp silver needles, but Xie Changhuan ran [-] meters away a second before Wen Fuzhu made a move.

Only the man's arrogant and wanton "haha" laughter was left, and the laughter was very low, "You wash it well, I won't trouble you anymore, I will talk to you carefully when you come out."

The voice came from the eaves again.

"Wen Fuzhu, if you risk your life to accompany me, a gentleman..."

The voice came from the window again, "I would think that you like me too."

The voice came back to the door again, "Look, we are both in our thirties, you don't have a sweetheart, I have a sweetheart in you, and if you spend more than 40, you will be an old man by then... you might as well Just follow me?"

"Okay, then you can come in now, let's have a good time." This sentence was answered too calmly, and even the voice could hear a suppressed smile.

Wen Fu wished him to always have a gentle and polite smile.

But only Xie Changhuan knew that this man was not as good-tempered as he seemed at all.

A wolf in sheep's clothing, a tiger in pig's skin, and a monster in human skin are the kind of ruthless Wen Fuzhu. He swallowed, then swallowed again, and Xie Changhuan wisely stopped. After all, he knew that if Wen Fuzhu suddenly pretended to be very happy to cooperate with his jokes, then he would not be far from becoming a hornet's nest.

So Xie Changhuan just said "haha" a few times at the door, and said a few innocuous words, "Old Wen, you should take a good bath, I really, really won't trouble you anymore." After speaking, he quickly used his lightness kung fu Flee back to the inner hall.

After all, it's a long way to go, and the road ahead is dangerous and unpredictable, if Wen Fuzhu can accompany her...it really isn't too lonely.

The corners of his mouth curled up again to smile, Xie Changhuan unceremoniously lay down on Wen Fuzhu's small bamboo bed, the small bed made of bamboo slats might not be very comfortable at first, so he shook a few times and shook violently , Thinking that this bed is really not firm, and not suitable for that at all, Xie Changhuan snored calmly with a bellyful of dirty thoughts.

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