thank you very much

Stepping back to the private room, Wen Fuzhu knew that there was an extra person in the room before he opened the door.

Looking up at this moment, it is a young man in white shirt. He is a little thin and his cheeks are thin, but his eyes are bright and clear, completely different from Xie Changhuan's eyes that often shine.

After a pause, before Wen Fuzhu could speak, he heard Xie Changhuan who was leaning against the window whimpering and turned around, "Old Wen, why are you here so slowly, the dishes are more than half served."

Before he finished speaking, he had already come over and grabbed Wen Fuzhu's hand, leading him straight to the seat, "Didn't you wonder why I ordered so many dishes earlier? It was just to beat this poor man."

The young man on the side shook his head with a smile, as if he had long been used to his master being so out of character, but at this moment he stood up and clasped his fists in a much more formal way than his master, "This is Senior Wen, junior Nie White. Yes..."

"It's a little rich man I accidentally picked up on the road." Xie Changhuan interrupted Nie Bai's words with a haha, at this moment, he just slid all the food and wine on the table towards Wen Fuzhu, and even blocked the chopsticks in his hand, "You don't need to pay attention to him, I just asked him to come and pay, old Wen, are you hungry on the way? Come, come, try the food of this hotel, I tell you, I have been here before This hotel, their fried vegetarian chicken is really..."

"Xie Changhuan." Wen Fuzhu couldn't help nodding his head, stopped Xie Changhuan's hand, and said softly, "I haven't said hello to this little brother yet."

Waiting for Xie Changhuan to rest his chin on the side to see that the two of them had finished their courtesies, and seeing that Wen Fuzhu seemed to be ready to start, he regained his energy, picked up one dish, and picked up another dish with chopsticks Yes, it didn't take long before a small mountain was piled up in the small bowl in front of Wen Fuzhu.

Wen Fuzhu couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache, and then gently turned his head and said in a low voice, "I have hands."

Xie Changhuan bit his chopsticks and got a toothache, but seeing Wen Fuzhu's face was already very bad, so he sat a little further away, and went to eat his own.

The reason why Wen Fuzhu looked a little grim was that he was just thinking, how could Xie Changhuan have an apprentice.

In other words, how could a killer have an apprentice.

According to his secret knowledge, most of the killers in the rivers and lakes today are formed by their own cliques - such as "Tumi", such as "Shanhe", like Xie Changhuan, who do not belong to any team and always work alone It is very rare to see a killer who comes and goes alone and becomes famous.

Maybe what Xie Changhuan said was right, the person on the reward list wanted to sleep with him, that's why he pushed him to such an embarrassing position over and over again - after all, the killer behind Xie Changhuan was not Tumi's People, even the people of the mountains and rivers, can be regarded as having their own assistance and support.Even if Zhengdao's group of Jianghu group of bears wanted to make a move, they had to weigh whether they were tall enough to move these two killer groups.

But it's the same—people in Jianghu don't know whether "Tumi" and "Mountain and River" are relative or support each other.

As if recalling something from the past, Wen Fuzhu suddenly murmured in his heart, no wonder the boy's name sounded so familiar just now, and he was also the last one on the list. .

"What's wrong, old Wen?"

"It's nothing." Wen Fuzhu waved his hands, and he stopped thinking about these things, and started to eat quietly.

If I remember correctly, Nie Bai belonged to Tumi, that is to say, Xie Changhuan actually belonged to Tumi too?

"Old Wen, old Wen!"

"Huh?" Wen Fuzhu swallowed the chopstick dish slowly, and raised his head in confusion.

"I just asked you, this trip is evil, I have a few friends who used to run the rivers and lakes together and want to make money together on this trip, do you mind how many more people go together?"

"The more the better." Wen Fuzhu smiled, and gave a slight nod to the young man in front of him, which was regarded as a greeting to each other on this journey.

At this moment, Nie Bai let out a groan, stood up in disbelief and said, "So Senior Wen is also going to accompany you?"

Turning his head, he looked puzzled again, "Master, didn't you say that this deal is too dangerous and only cheated me and Qin Niang? Why are you willing to cheat your old friend..."

Before Nie Bai finished speaking, Wen Fuzhu got a mouthful of fishbone stuck in his throat, his face turned red and he couldn't make a sound for a moment, so he hurriedly took the tea to deliver.

When he leaned over and raised his sleeves to hook the teapot, he threw a silver needle towards Xie Chang Huan through the cover of the wide-sleeved gown, which almost sealed the dumb acupoint.

After he had swallowed the tea, he retracted the silver needle with one move, raised a calm face, smiled and said gently, "The relationship between the two of us is not what you think. Don't be fooled by it." Your master's one-sided words are misleading. I... it's really not Duanxiu."

Xie Changhuan released the Ya acupoint at this time, and was not in a hurry to argue. Anyway, sooner or later, this person belonged to him. At this moment, he just smiled, distracted him by talking, "Then, old Wen, why don't you What about female sex?"

Xie Changhuan is a frequent visitor to Chadu Xiaozhuli.

There are no servants, no entourage, a clean and deserted corner of the world.

He thought about how lonely this person lived.

Before meeting Wen Fuzhu, Xie Changhuan was not sure if he was a broken sleeve or not.

After meeting Wen Fuzhu, Xie Changhuan felt that he must break him into pieces too.

Not for anything else, just for a quick glance by the stream that day, and he has become a spot of bright red cinnabar on his heart.

Wen Fuzhu took the teacup and smiled faintly, "Even if I'm not close to women, it doesn't mean I'm a broken sleeve. Xie Changhuan, you should accept this thought."

Xie Changhuan continued to laugh at the side, not feeling embarrassed at all, and continued to say cheerfully, "Old Wen, you are nothing more than a dead duck with a stubborn mouth."

Wen Fuzhu glanced sideways at Xie Changhuan, and picked up his chopsticks to eat again.

Not to mention, Xie Changhuan is quite knowledgeable about eating. If it wasn't for the fact that the dishes he picks every time are very suitable for his own appetite and are especially delicious, Wen Fuzhu thinks that he probably wouldn't do it for his invitation. He easily left his Chadu Xiaozhu.

The tip of the chopsticks landed on the white and plump fish, dragged slightly horizontally, parallel to the bottom, a small distance and another horizontal, and then stuck on one left and one right respectively, and the small piece of fish was lightly slippery. down.

Then slide the fish meat into the thick soup on the side of the fat and fresh fish, and it is covered with a layer of crystal clear light yellow soup. Wen Fuzhu put it in his mouth and tasted it, and his brows gradually loosened—— Pretty decent.

Taking another sip of the tea to refresh the scent on the tip of his tongue, Wen Fuzhu was ready to pick up his chopsticks to try other dishes.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door again, and the boy in brown clothes drew a greasy tone—"Guest officer, the West Lake vinegar fish you want is here!"

Wen Fuzhu was taken aback for a moment, if the West Lake vinegar fish was served at this moment, then what did he eat just now?

Involuntarily, he turned his eyes to Xie Changhuan, but saw that Xie Changhuan seemed to be staring out of the window in a daze, completely ignoring what the boy said.

The door was gently pushed open, and only a servant and a chef came in.

The fish was very long and the soup was full, but it was only served on a flat plate, and it seemed very easy to accidentally slip off the plate.

Wen Fuzhu frowned slightly, and before he could reach out to help, he saw that the chef suddenly threw the whole dish out, whether it was slippery hands or what.

Fortunately, Wen Fuzhu had eaten too much with Xie Changhuan, and he had already developed a sense of normalcy. With a slight effort on his left foot, the tablecloth he had stepped on earlier was rubbed against the ground, and Xie Changhuan's Erlang legs He also retracted it, and at the same time as he retracted his legs, he happened to flip the table, pouring his internal energy and attacking the two of them.

In the chaos of the scene, only Nie Bai sighed.Apparently he'd seen this happen a lot.

The young man immediately shook out the stabs in his sleeves and began to parry left and right, while Xie Changhuan and Wen Fuzhu jumped out of the room one after another without giving any face, leaving him alone to deal with the aftermath.

After half a stick of incense, Xie Changhuan landed beside a stream with Wen Fuzhu. Seeing that Wen Fuzhu turned around and was about to leave immediately, he couldn't help but rush to hold his hand, "Old Wen, you don't want me anymore. ?”

"Thanks, Chang, Huan." Wen Fuzhu brushed his hand away coldly, "I just want to have a quiet meal."

Xie Changhuan blinked, pointed at herself pitifully with a finger, "What about me?"

"I'm going to eat my meal, you leave me a secret mark, or give me the route you want to set in advance, I will follow you all the way, and meet at the last place."

Xie Changhuan was too casual, he only said that it would be fine to get the thing back before a certain time limit, but he never took the usual path, he almost thought of where to go.

I don't know how he got stuck again and again before the end of the mission, and asked his employer to kill someone or get something back.

It's really weird.

"Old Wen, are you going to abandon me just because of one meal?!" Xie Changhuan raised his voice in disbelief, "Just one meal?! I'm not as important to you as a meal?!"

Wen Fu rubbed his eyebrows, "It's already been a lot of meals..." Then he changed the subject and said, "It's better for us to walk separately to be more clean. You are also clean, and I am also clean."

"Obviously it's because you are cleaner!" Xie Changhuan angrily took off the mask on his face, knowing that this broken thing doesn't work, how should others come to the door, or how can they come to the door.

As if he couldn't get angry, he went forward to take off his mask angrily, but when he saw the depressed face under the mask, Xie Changhuan couldn't bear it.

"I'm the one who blocked you..."

"It's okay." Wen Fuzhu sighed slowly, rolled up his sleeves and smiled, "I just want to have a good meal, that's all."

"Then why don't I ask Nie Bai to eat with you?"

Wen Fuzhu continued to laugh, "Anything you want. I will remember to bring a copy back for you."

Yu Bihu looked up at the gloomy sky again, and said casually, "It seems to be raining again. Have you found a place to stay?"

Xie Changhuan raised his eyebrows, he had already chosen, just waiting for——

"Let's talk about it first, I have a room for each person. Otherwise, I won't accompany you south."

"Wen Fu wishes you...you...you are really boring."

"I'd rather be bored than be harassed in the middle of the night, so I won't have the energy to deal with the hunt the next day."

"You...you really..." Xie Changhuan gritted his teeth, and was afraid that Wen Fuzhu would really abandon him before leaving. After all, he also asked others to go with him this trip, and he was already afraid of him when he first lured Nie Bai over. Not happy anymore, not to mention there are still a few waiting behind.

"By the way, when did you meet Nie Bai?"

"What?" Xie Changhuan bluffed, "Could it be that you've taken a fancy to him...Old Wen, you actually want to abandon me, right?"

Wen Fu Zhu Fu'er, in terms of interrupting ability, Xie Chang Huan recognized as the second in the world, no one can be the number one again.

I couldn't help lowering my voice, "I'm just shocked that you have an apprentice. After all...every time you come here, you tell me some anecdotes from the outside world, and I have never heard you mention this matter."

Xie Changhuan blinked, his pupils were full of puzzlement, "Because this is not funny."

Turning around Wen Fuzhu again, "I was forced to take in an apprentice. If this matter spreads out, others will laugh at me. How can I show it openly in front of my sweetheart?"

"Then why didn't you tell me about this as a depressing thing, so that I can comfort you?"

Xie Changhuan was stunned for a moment, touched his chin for a while before saying, "Old Wen, are you jealous?"

"No." Wen Fuzhu hurriedly waved his hands in fright.

"You're just jealous."

"Really do not have."

Xie Changhuan stretched out his hand and lifted Wen Fuzhu's chin, his smiling fox eyes suddenly became serious, he widened his eyes seriously, stared at Wen Fuzhu's peach blossom eyes and said, "Then you should be honest now." Look at me and tell me again, you're not jealous."

Wen Fuzhu was a little stunned.

For the first time, he discovered that this man's hanging eyes could be so big and round.

Black pupils and white benevolence, affectionate or not, sincerity or not, all clearly reflected.

Even the stunned expression in his pupils is very clear.

"I……"

Before he could say no, he suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Think about it carefully, and then tell me if there is, or not."

Is it really not?

Chadu Xiaozhu has been doing nothing for twelve years.

Silent as a living dead.

For what, only he, Wen Fuzhu, knows.

Saying that being a hermit is just a reason to hide from the world. I thought I would spend the rest of my life with floating clouds, wild cranes and green bamboos all day long, but someone came here at night to disturb me.

"Brother, have you ever met me before? I look at Xiongtai very familiarly."

"Never."

"Really never?" He sighed, "Then I probably met Xiongtai in the previous life."

The other party was so startled that he held the fishing rod back again and again, thinking about the barren mountains and mountains, and suddenly a man who looked like a vixen popped out and said these words to you, aren't you afraid?

Shaking his sleeves, Wen Fuzhu buttoned a few hidden weapons in his hands, his eyes fixed on seeing what more unbelievable nonsense he could say.

"It must be because of fate that I was allowed to continue the relationship with the young master."

This person suddenly turned into a crazy opera accent, singing and reading out the accented words in a tactful babbling.

Wen Fuzhu took another big step back in an instant, threw away the fishing rod in his hand, and buckled his hidden weapons with both hands.

He suddenly laughed again, turned his face serious and clear-"Brother, do you know that I'm actually a broken sleeve?"

Without saying a word, Wen Fuzhu threw him a hidden weapon, then turned around and fled.

He smiled and mentioned the fish he caught, and blocked him back to the door without spilling any water.

Under the bright moonlight, this man smiled with bright white teeth, "Don't worry, brother, I, Xie Changhuan, am definitely not that kind of person who grabs and plunders." Leaning beside his ear, he breathed out word by word, "I'm in love with you. You, I hope you can also fall in love with me, so that the two are so happy... I will think about what to do to you, so you don't have to be so afraid now."

It was the one who carried the fish basket and stepped into the door step by step more like the master than him, as if he was more familiar with the structure of the place and the scenery of the courtyard than he was.He walked leisurely, opened the empty door wide, and said with a smile, "Where is the kitchen? I think this fish is fresh, and I happen to know how to cook fish again. Do you want to try it?"

"No need."

Wen Fuzhu, who still stood by the door with his sleeves rolled up and refused to enter, stared at the man with broad shoulders and narrow waist seriously.

Xie Changhuan.

It turned out that he was Xie Changhuan.

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