Peach Blossom Dream

The man in clothes still shook his head: "In this world, everyone is very complicated. I can't tell who is good and who is bad. I can't even tell who is trustworthy and who is not. If you are really good people, there is a broken man thirty miles west of the city. Temple, let’s go there and have a look.”

Zuo Qingyue asked: "Temple? What does it have to do with the person who wants to kill me?"

The leading man in black said: "You will know when you go. If I can get your kindness, I will believe you."

After all, the leading man in black grabbed Zuo Qingyue's dagger, slashed it fiercely, and even pulled it directly towards his vitals.

Zuo Qingyue was startled, and she didn't have time to stop her: "Strong man, I haven't asked your name yet."

The leading man in black's eyes began to lose sight, his legs gradually knelt down, and he laughed at himself: "Your name? Hahahaha... I'll go to Hades and ask myself..."

"Why is this so?" Zuo Qingyue didn't expect it, couldn't bear to look closely, pulled out the sword and wiped it clean, handed it to Shu Jifeng, "Return it to its original owner."

Shu Jifeng didn't answer: "I don't like the bloody sword, so I'll give it to you."

Zuo Qingyue looked at Qian Juan, but this time Qian Juan did not object to Shu Jifeng giving him the sword.

After the leading man in black died, the only remaining man in black had long since given up, and silently carried his wounded friends on his back, jumped into a small boat, and left.

The uncle neither met nor chased him, and stood quietly watching him leave: "It's great, even though he died, there is still a brother to collect his body."

In the past life, I am afraid that I have become the food of termites.

When Qian Juan heard such a sad sentence, he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Well, the ruined temple thirty miles west of the city, shall we go?"

Uncle Jifeng took a look at Zuo Qingyue and said: "Treat his wound first, let's go tomorrow."

Zuo Qingyue was flattered, and returned to her usual appearance: "Boss uncle, why are you so conscientious today? I wonder if you will handle it for me yourself or ask some girls to help?"

Uncle glanced at him and almost wanted to slap his wound again, so he turned his head angrily and said, "Mr. Qian, go and call a room full of girls to heal this brother."

Qian Juan glanced at the two of them, hesitated for a while, and said wittily, "I...I don't have that much money."

Zuo Qingyue borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "Ah, I forgot to ask for money here and there, so I have to trouble Boss Uncle to treat the wound for this vulgar man like me!"

Uncle Feng was about to ask Qian Juan for help, when he turned his head and caught a glimpse of his eyes flickering, he wondered, "What's wrong?"

Qian Juan hesitated, and finally said the whole story: "Boss, I don't want to smell the blood."

Shu Jifeng said: "Then you go out and avoid it."

As soon as Qian Juan left, there were only two uncles left in the boat, Zuo Qingyue and Zuo Qingyue. To facilitate the treatment of the wound, Zuo Qingyue took off her shirt and bare her back. In addition, the boat was originally decorated as a romantic place, and the atmosphere suddenly changed. It's a little unpredictable.

In the silence, Shu Jifeng heard his own heartbeat in a daze.

Hell!The girl has been away for so long, why is her heart beating faster now?Shu Jifeng quickly shook his head, staring at Zuo Qingyue's wound wholeheartedly.

The wound was neither short nor shallow, when Shu Jifeng touched the edge of the wound with his fingers, Zuo Qingyue shrank back immediately, and covered it up with a smile: "Ah, boss uncle, take it easy, it hurts!"

Uncle Feng sneered: A Jianghu person who is away from home is still a big man, and he hurts when he touches a wound?

Before he could continue, Zuo Qingyue retreated: "Forget it, I'll go back and let Huo Xiaoyu help me deal with it."

Uncle Jifeng said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

"Ah?" Zuo Qingyue froze for a moment, she really didn't dare to move, "I...my neck is sore..."

Uncle Jifeng ignored his various excuses and found a clean cloth to wipe off the blood around the wound first.

"Hiss...Uncle, can't you be gentle? No one dares to treat me like this..."

Uncle Jifeng became angry when he heard this, and sarcastically said: "How can I be gentle? Call your brother first? Then pat your back to lull you to sleep?"

Zuo Qingyue saw that he used her reply to Shui Zhu'er just now, so she could only laugh and say: "I don't dare to call you brother, you are my boss."

"It's good to know." Shu Feng wiped the wound cleanly, and sprinkled a handful of Jinchuang medicine without any explanation, Zuo Qingyue was hissing in pain.

"If it wasn't for you... hiss..." Zuo Qingyue paused, "...the person in your dream, could I be hurt? You don't appreciate it, you don't know how to pity... hiss..."

When my uncle saw him, he still didn't forget to tease about his relationship with Qian Juan, so he let go directly: "You can tie the bandage yourself."

"It's not something shameful to like someone, why don't you listen to me?" Zuo Qingyue obediently got up and tied her clothes, and put on her clothes.

Shu Jifeng didn't bother to answer his words.

When Zuo Qingyue saw that Uncle Feng didn't speak, she thought he was really angry, and she faltered: "Ah...that uncle boss, I said the wrong thing, your lord has a lot, please forgive me, okay? I will never mess up again. mentioned."

Seeing what he said, Uncle thought for a while and explained: "Things are not what you think at all."

"What is that like?" Zuo Qingyue asked with wide eyes.

Uncle Jifeng took a deep breath, and simply said: "Once upon a time there was a good man, he saved me twice, and Mr. Qian happened to look like him."

Zuo Qingyue realized: "This person... is He Ming?"

Uncle Jifeng nodded: "But it's not what you think, I'm just grateful and guilty to him, I owe him two lives, I'm afraid I can't pay it off."

Zuo Qingyue repeatedly said, "So that's the case".

Seeing Zuo Qingyue, the uncle looked a little sad, and asked: "Why are you hurt? You are not allowed to be a matchmaker, so frustrated?"

Zuo Qingyue smiled and didn't say much.

"It's just," Shu Jifeng thought of the misunderstanding between himself and Qian Juan, and tried to ask for help, "Mr. Qian, he seems to have misunderstood me."

"What do you mean?"

How to say this?Uncle moved his lips, feeling that it was really hard to speak.Could it be that because of a misunderstanding, Mr. Qian had thoughts about himself?It's too embarrassing to say that.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zuo Qingyue asked again: "What's the misunderstanding?"

"I mean...because he looks exactly like that good guy, so the first time I saw him, his eyes were not right, just like you think, I looked at He Ming, and then...he seemed to have misunderstood me I think I'm interested in him..."

"Ah?" Zuo Qingyue was startled by this reversal, "You, you, he, he, you, are you sure he misunderstood and thought you were interested in him? What if Mr. Qian was the one who said it? What about that good guy? Just lost his memory, and then gradually recovered after meeting you?"

"..." Shu Jifeng admired his bloody imagination, "It's definitely not him, I'm sure."

Even if He Ming died defending himself from the sword in his previous life, and came to the same place after rebirth, it is impossible for him to be a completely different person.Shu Jifeng has always felt that he has a strong connection with people. If Qian Juan is really He Ming from his previous life, he will not feel strongly disappointed that he is only similar in appearance.

Zuo Qingyue smiled a bit bitterly: "Ha, it turns out that the person in Uncle Boss' heart looks like this."

"..."

"Boss uncle, do you have any stories about you? Let me hear all the stories."

"I'm telling you something serious, but you take it as a story?" Shu Jifeng shook his head and left.

"Hey, hey," Zuo Qingyue grabbed his sleeve, "Don't be angry, uncle, can't I apologize to you?"

After finishing speaking, Zuo Qingyue made a big salute and said, "Boss uncle, please forgive me."

"The weasel wishes the chicken a new year!" Shu Jifeng said, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he was not sincerely apologizing, so he flicked his sleeves and went out first.

Zuo Qingyue hurriedly chased her out.

Qian Juan, who had been waiting outside for a long time, saw the two come out one after the other, and asked, "Boss, will it be over so soon?"

Zuo Qingyue followed behind and sighed: "Oh, I'm injured, so I'm powerless to stay here! Why don't you go back to the empty room and sleep."

Uncle Jifeng regretted hearing what he said, and said, "Brother can fight with blood."

"..."

"..."

20. The ruined temple in the west of the city

After Shu Jifeng and Zuo Qingyue went back after drinking the flower wine, it was already dark, and He Ming, who was practicing boxing outside, deliberately walked around behind Zuo Qingyue after hearing the news, making a fuss: "No way, Master Zuo, You are hurt?"

Zuo Qingyue turned her head and glanced at him, and said: "Do you know, gentle beauty knife, which man is not injured? You don't understand, this is not injury but enjoyment!"

He Ming clicked tut tut in amazement: "I didn't expect that Bai Yan Wang, who's blood flowed into rivers, and his white clothes fluttered", would also be injured one day! If this spreads, the reputation of Zuo Zhuangzhu may not be guaranteed?"

"Master, let me help you to rest." Huo Yu couldn't listen anymore, and pushed He Ming away.

Seeing Zuo Qingyue's pretentiousness, Shu Jifeng couldn't help but make a stab: "Huo Yu, you have to be careful, your owner is afraid of pain."

"Oh my god!" He Ming seemed to have heard something extraordinary, "An old man, he pulled a wound and still screamed for pain?"

The two sang together, Zuo Qingyue grinned in anger.

Huo Yu respected Uncle Jifeng, so he could only point at He Ming: "Can you stop making sarcastic remarks here? I think you don't even have a wound on your body."

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much!" He Ming was still immersed in the joy of hurting Zuo Qingyue, and had no time to care about his words, "This wind blows over, it hurts my face so much!"

Uncle Jifeng likes to see Zuo Qingyue can't listen to it but can't fight, he is happy to watch the fun, until Zuo Qingyue turned the screen and went in, he yawned and said: "I