Cheng Cheng looked out and saw that the sun was gradually sinking, and the dark sky merged with the light orange.

He closed the fan with "Ma Liang" written in his hand, tapped the table lightly a few times, turned his face to Xiao Yu who was eating hard, and said, "Have you finished eating? We still have things to do today."

Xiao Yu's face was almost buried in the snacks on the table, and she nodded in her heart. This one is delicious, and that one is also delicious. Hearing Cheng Cheng's words, she responded casually: "I know, I know, today is the son's handover—— "

Before Xiao Yu could finish speaking, Cheng Cheng covered his mouth, and looked around guiltily, and found that no one noticed them, so he was relieved, and then reprimanded: "No matter how much you eat, you can't shut your mouth up." Mouth."

"Other people don't know that I am the painter of "Spring Breeze". You and I know that I am the painter, but there can be no third person, understand?"

"Hmm——" Xiaoyu couldn't speak because Cheng Cheng covered her mouth, she looked at Cheng Cheng anxiously, and shook her head again and again: Xiaoyu knows, and won't read nonsense anymore.

"Not an example." Cheng Cheng snorted, thinking he had a vicious look, but Cheng Cheng's appearance was fair, and his face was round and round. Bundle.

Xiao Yu naturally didn't have the guts. Since the young master fell into the water, his expression became more and more lively. He only thought that the young master was so cute: "Xiao Yu promises."

Cheng Cheng called Xiao Yu to get up, and Xiao Yu persistently threw the last few pieces of pastries into her mouth, and received the young master's disgusted look, she said vaguely: "It is the virtue of the citizens of the capital not to waste food."

"Okay, I made an appointment with the owner of the art shop to meet at Baihuafang, if I don't leave, I will be late."

When Xiaoyu heard about Baihuafang, her complexion changed, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Young master's words are nice, but I don't want to drink flower wine."

Cheng Cheng couldn't help tapping Xiao Yu's head with his fan, and smiled: "You still don't know my virtues, my lord."

He takes a step towards the threshold, stretches himself: he goes to work.

He has been in this book for more than a month, but he has not received instructions to follow the plot. Although his main task is to find the murderer who killed the male lead, he still needs to protect the second male lead, Li Chengqi, who is the original lead. The condition of being willing to hand over the body to him, and he also needs to replace the original owner to follow the plot in the book.

Today Li Chengqi will be assassinated in Baihuafang, Cheng Cheng's task today is to protect Li Chengqi from any injuries.The original owner handed over his body to the system, which meant that the system made a deal with the original owner Cheng Cheng, and the exchange was to protect Li Chengqi for a safe life.

Cheng Cheng sighed softly, infatuated person.

System 2002 gave a warm reminder in his mind: there is still half an hour before the plot point occurs.

Cheng Cheng and Xiao Yu walked in the streets of Wanhuading, Wanhuading was the busiest at night, the crowds were bustling, hawking and shouting, it is understandable that this is a peaceful and stable country.

"Young master, look quickly, that's a sweet cake seller."

"My lord, is that fried sugared chestnuts?"

Cheng Cheng walked a few steps forward, and found that Xiao Yu was not around, chattering. Looking back, he saw Xiao Yu standing at a vendor selling sugar and chestnuts, looking eagerly.

Cheng Cheng had already found out the preferences of the original owner, the personal servant, and this servant was a foodie who couldn't walk away when he saw food.

Cheng Cheng walked over: "Want?"

Xiaoyu nodded staringly, Cheng Cheng looked at the servant's innocent temper, and asked the old man who fried chestnuts: "How long will the chestnuts have to wait?"

"Young master, it will take about 10 minutes."

"Only five coppers per serving"

The chestnut-fried old man was wearing a black robe with a big hood covering his whole face. His voice was hoarse. He didn't even lift his head when he spoke. His whole face was hidden in the hood. This is a weird old man.

Cheng Cheng could not help but look at the old man a few more times.

"Young master, buy one."

Cheng Cheng was immediately diverted by Xiaoyu, watching Xiaoyu staring intently at the wok that was frying chestnuts, emitting a sweet aroma, and moving his nose from time to time, he couldn't help being amused by Xiaoyu's greedy look.

Baihuafang is located in the west of Wanhua Peak, only a few hundred steps away from where he is now. Cheng Cheng measured the time for a while, then took out five copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the old man: "Give me one."

The old head's head was old, and his hand was trembling when reaching out, so Cheng Cheng grabbed the old man's hand, so as not to be shaken off by the old man's epileptic hand when the copper coin was given.

It's just that as soon as he grabbed the old man's wrist, he felt that the old man's arm was not slender, but before Cheng Cheng could think about it, the old man broke away from his hand: "Young master, just put the copper plate into the medicine jar at my feet." After finishing speaking Continue to stir-fry the chestnuts.

Cheng Cheng lowered his body, saw the small jar at the old man's feet, and put the copper plate into it. The closer he got to the chestnut, the stronger the aroma of the chestnut, and he just wanted to raise his head and say, "It's really fragrant."

When I caught my eye, there was a thick and long scar on the palm where I was stir-frying chestnuts, extending to the depth of my wrist.

Cheng Cheng acted as if nothing had happened, got up and boasted: "Old man, your roasted chestnuts are really delicious."

The old man just smiled and didn't answer.

Cheng Cheng was not annoyed either, and stood patiently with Xiao Yu watching the old man stir-fry chestnuts.

Cheng Cheng tapped the system: This old man is weird.

After uttering this conclusion, I began to analyze slowly: the skin around his hands was wrinkled and had age spots, but the scars on his palms were tender, like a young man.

System 2002 patiently listened to Cheng Cheng's analysis, and then said flatly: The system doesn't know anything about the characters in the plot.

Cheng Cheng couldn't help but choke a bit, he had an old problem, his fan comics were his vest, in fact he was still a suspense novel author, but no matter what his status was, he always hit the streets.

The system reassured: We chose you because of your strengths, so don't underestimate yourself.

Not only was Cheng Cheng not relieved, but he felt more and more the pain of Huan Jie, and then he made up his mind that he would let his colleagues spread fire in the ancient times, and never be an evil Hu Street again.

After frying, the old man put the chestnuts into a paper bag and handed it to Cheng Cheng.

The chestnuts just out of the pan were hot, hot to hold, but very fragrant. Cheng Cheng wanted to grab a chestnut but was flicked a few times by his hot hand. He only took one chestnut and gave the rest to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu gladly took it, he knew that his young master would only eat one to try something new, and would not eat any more.

Cheng Cheng walked while peeling chestnuts, and didn't pay attention to the road ahead, so he bumped into someone's arms. He just raised his head to say sorry, but he took a step back reflexively.

Xiao Yu was half a step behind Cheng Cheng, seeing her son stop, he also raised his head from the chestnut, couldn't help screaming, very short, and immediately came to block Cheng Cheng.

Standing in front of Cheng Cheng was a tall and straight man dressed in black, but with a pale and screaming ghost mask on his face, he was especially scary in this dark night.

Xiao Yu yelled: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

The man's eyes passed Xiaoyu, and he looked at Cheng Cheng, to be precise, at the chestnut in his hand.

Sure enough, the man said: "Chestnut." It's just that the man's voice is very young and gentle, which doesn't match the ghost mask on his face at all.

What the hell, blocking the way, asking for chestnuts?

Cheng Cheng was complaining in his heart, but he still took out a chestnut from the paper bag in Xiaoyu's hand, but the man didn't take it, and still stared at the peeled chestnut in Cheng Cheng's hand.

Cheng Cheng tapped the system again: Is there this man in today's plot?

System 2002 was silent for a while, as if it didn't know where this man came from, so it had to repeat the answer: The plot has nothing to do with the characters, and the system doesn't know anything about it.

Cheng Cheng looked at this weird man, he didn't bother to talk to him, he just wanted to walk around him, and even wanted to eat his peeled chestnuts, what a shame?

Unexpectedly, Cheng Cheng didn't notice for a moment, the man directly grabbed his wrist, his voice didn't fluctuate, he just repeated two words, "Chestnut."

When Xiao Yu saw it, she split the man's hand with one hand, and started fighting with the man.

With every move, Xiao Yu gradually lost the wind, and Cheng Cheng watched anxiously.

At this time, the system prompts: There are only 3 minutes before the start of the plot point.

When Cheng Cheng heard this, he threw the chestnut at the man: "Stop beating, the chestnut is for you, Xiaoyu, let's go."

Taking advantage of the moment when the man picked up the chestnut, Cheng Cheng pulled Xiao Yu and ran away.

After running a few steps, he looked back at the man behind him. He stood there with his head slightly lowered and his eyes focused on his palm.

Cheng Cheng couldn't help but cursed in his heart, he bought chestnuts from a weird old man this night, but when he was about to eat them, he was snatched away by an even weirder person.

Cheng Cheng thought about the idea that he wanted to explore, and then put it behind him, and it was important to complete the plot.

Cheng Cheng took Xiao Yu and ran all the way. When the countdown started for 1 minute at the plot point, he saw the plaque of Baihuafang, put down Xiao Yu's hand and let out a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yu was still thinking about the man just now, her face was full of gloom: "Master, why did you pull me just now? Do you think I can't beat him?"

Cheng Cheng thought not to hurt the child's self-esteem, and immediately replied: "No, I am in a hurry to deliver the manuscript."

Xiaoyu gritted her teeth: "The next time I meet him, I must fight him to the death."

It was the busiest time in the capital, and Baihuafang, as the most famous brothel in the capital, was full of people. When the old bustard who greeted the guests outside saw Cheng Cheng, he twisted his waist and showed a flattering smile: "Mr. Cheng, are you coming tonight?" After a while, I'm afraid Fu Yuan won't be able to receive you today."

The original owner is a frequent visitor of Baihuafang, which is equivalent to the vvvip customer of Baihuafang.

In order to maintain the character set of the original owner, Cheng Cheng kept coming almost once every three days. According to the original owner's preference, he ordered Fu Yuan every time.

Cheng Cheng frowned, today he came to defend Li Chengqi from the assassination, and he will find a reason to find Li Chengqi later, he thought to himself: "No, I have something to do today, I'll bring some bottles of fine wine Just my room."

Cheng Cheng strode in, but Xiaoyu looked at the people drinking and listening in the hall. Although he had accompanied Cheng Cheng to this place many times, he was never used to it, and his brows were always frowning.

It's just that as soon as Cheng Cheng entered, he was about to inquire which room Li Chengqi was in, when he flew straight to Cheng Cheng's feet from the box on the second floor.

The people in the hall screamed and ran out the door in an instant, and some melon-eating monsters who were happy to watch the excitement stayed in their seats and watched the development of the situation quietly, but no one wanted to help the man who fell at Cheng Cheng's feet. people.

Because the person flew over, he couldn't see his face clearly with Cheng Cheng on his back. Cheng Cheng lowered his eyes and looked carefully. The young man who was still small should be a boy of sixteen or seventeen, curled up and coughing.

The people in the private room also came out, and what was reflected was a ton-heavy figure, dressed gracefully and luxuriously, as if he was wearing all the luxurious jade ornaments at home, and his behavior was full of arrogance and domineering, like an old man. It's the number one in the world who dares to provoke me.

The attendants who followed Fatty also acted arrogantly: "Our Young Master has reserved the Baihuafang today, everyone who has nothing to do with it, go out, go out!"

The crowd dispersed quite a bit in an instant, and the people who were sitting on the seats and eating melons also dispersed when they saw the appearance of the audience. It is great to eat melons, but Wang Jiansan, who provoked the Taifu's family, still wants to hang out in the capital?

Cheng Cheng bent over and slowly helped the man who fell on the ground up, thinking that his muscles and bones would be dislocated if he flew down from such a high place, so he tried his best to soften his hands, but he saw the man slowly turning around. Cheng Cheng couldn't help exclaiming, "It's you."

A month ago, Cheng Cheng met this man in the emerald green lake, and this man took away his first kiss that he had kept for more than ten years.

The most outrageous thing is that the person who rescued him in the original plot should be Xiao Yu!

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