The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Gan Ting didn't care what cruel words the young man was saying, and his mind was on Fang Cun. Looking at his rags and blood on his hands, he worried, "Why are you covered in blood, are you injured?"

"Of course I was injured. I was seriously injured in my heart. You came to save me so late." Fang Cun's words were slightly reproachful, but he rubbed his hair dotingly, "I haven't seen you for a long time and I know how much I miss you." ."

Although he knew that Fang Cun was intentionally made for the teenager to see, Gan Ting still lowered his head in a rare way.

The young man was angry, his eyes sparkling.

Song Zijin was also angry, and yelled: "Dung beetles have gotten into your head, and you have nothing to do to run into other people's houses to get bored? Get out!"

The younger brother echoed, "Did you hear me, get lost!"

Song Zijin kicked the stool impatiently, and immediately ordered, "Next time you arrest someone, no matter how rich you are, this kind of dog thief will never set foot in the cottage!"

"Yes!"

Seeing a group of people trying to chase them away like an uprising, Fang Cun was very witty, and pulled Gan Ting to turn around and want to leave.

The boy was the first to stop at the door, blocking the way, "Where are you going to take Xiao Tianzun, it's dangerous everywhere now!"

Fang Cun said nonchalantly: "Otherwise, stay in the cottage?"

Song Zijin frowned and shouted, "No way!!"

The young man gritted his teeth with a look of death, "I can't let you take Xiao Tianzun away, you will frame him."

Fang Cun shook his head helplessly, and said to Gan Ting, "This man is even more brain-dead than Xu Zinian back then."

Gan Ting agreed, "It's a bit."

No, he was simply even more brain-dead than Xu Zinian, no matter how crazy Xu Zinian was, he would never have reached such a perverted level.

Fang Cun sighed, and waved to Song Zijin, "See you again, Boss."

After finishing speaking, he walked away, the boy chased after him, and the village that was still lively just now became deserted in an instant.

Song Zijin yelled after being provoked, "Hurry up and get out! It's too much, and you actually use this place as a summer resort, come and leave whenever you want."

The little brother bowed and said, "Boss, do you want to catch him?"

Song Zijin spat, "Scratch your fart! You're so tired of being sick, don't bring this kind of person into my cottage in the future!"

The younger brother came over with malicious intentions, and said thieves: "Does the boss want a wife too?"

Song Zijin was provoked, "I don't want to! Get lost too!"

Prefect's House.

The gate of the mansion was clean and empty, and the people were nowhere to be seen, even the guards who had been guarding the gate all year round were nowhere to be seen, leaving only a few empty pots and steamers in the porridge shed.

Fang Cun wondered, "Have you finished serving the porridge?"

"I don't know. There were quite a lot of people when I left." Qin Gaoyang paused, realizing that something was wrong, and rushed in secretly.

Qin Gaoyang struggled to push open the half-covered heavy palace door.

As soon as he took a step forward, a motley group of people surrounded him, throwing rotten eggs and vegetable leaves at Qin Gaoyang from time to time, and the guards stood in front of him to maintain order.

"I heard that you took a box of gold to redeem people, and you can give so much gold to the bandits, so you send us with these buns."

"Now it's spread all over Xianyang City. It was you who killed innocent people 20 years ago and offended the gods in the sky. Now that the retribution is coming, why should we bear it?!"

"Also hypocritically donating porridge, you should pay for the money! You can't blame others!"

"Young master, you'd better pay! If you don't pay, we won't leave!"

Young Master Qin had never been yelled at by anyone in his life. He was a little dazed and at a loss. He was escorted by the guards to squeeze past the angry people, and finally returned to the front hall with difficulty.

Fang Cun's body was inevitably stained with egg liquid, and he patted his messy clothes, "What's the matter, didn't you comfort me well before?"

Ban Laoxia suddenly came out from the back hall and threw the little carp in front of Fang Cun. Fang Cun was startled, "I didn't see the dead fish, so I ran outside and shouted. It has become like this."

Qinghe raised his head and snorted proudly: "It's the truth, if you dare to do it, you have to be brave. I can't say that you have done it. You people deserve it."

They have long been accustomed to Qinghe's indiscriminate attack on Fangcun, but the young man was very angry, and rushed forward to mention Qinghe, "You are not small, how dare you speak to the little Tianzun like this."

Qinghe shouted angrily: "Who are you! Let go of your stinky claws!"

The young man pressed him to the ground and threatened, "Don't go wild, little demon."

Qinghe felt that he had heard a big joke, and he deserved a beating, "Bah, aren't you a monster, you talk like who is more noble than who."

Fang Cun said with a headache: "Let them peck at each other, we don't have time to make trouble with them, let's go."

The boy threw Qinghe aside in an instant, and chased after him, "Little Tianzun!"

Fang Cun glanced at him indifferently, closed the door without mercy, and then a layer of enchantment slowly enveloped him, and a slight lightning flash made it very clear who cast the spell.

The young man stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the barrier, when a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind.

"Your little Tianzun already belongs to someone else, and you still can't recognize the reality?" Qinghe lay on the ground and sneered, "I have a way to snatch him away."

"Say."

Qinghe glanced at the rope, motioning for the boy to untie it for him. The boy lowered his head and thought for a moment, then approached and helped him untie the rope.

Qinghe leaned close to the young man's ear and conspired for a while, listening to his words, the young man's dark face gradually softened, and he smiled at Qinghe.

Hearing Fang Cun's proposal, Gan Ting twitched his lips in disbelief, "I'm here to spread money? I really have no money."

Although giving money is indeed the best way, but because Fang Cun was robbed, Gan Ting has already spent all the money on his body, and now he, like Fang Cun, has become a pauper.

Fang Cun thought to himself, "How about we ask Song Zijin for a loan?"

"Don't go." Qin Gaoyang interrupted Fang Cun, "They are right. The cause of the incident is the prefect's mansion. I feel sorry for asking Brother Fang Cun to pay for it every day. I will solve the rest by myself. It will be troublesome during this time. Brother Fang Cun."

Fang Cun was flustered by this awe-inspiring look, "Gao Yang, what are you talking about, we are friends, shouldn't we help each other?"

"But I can't rely on my father when my father is around. If my father passes out, I can rely on Brother Fang Cun."

"Why not, of course you can rely on me."

"I can't." Qin Gaoyang bluntly refused Fang Cun's help, turned around and ran out the door.

"Gao Yang!" Fang Cun immediately chased him out.

"Everyone."

Those two words quieted the noisy courtyard.

"Young master?" The common people gathered around again, picking up the rotten eggs, ready to attack for justice.

Qin Gaoyang walked down the steps slowly, lifted his robe and knelt down, "This matter is the responsibility of my prefect's mansion. I apologize to all the fathers and fellow villagers on behalf of my father. Please give me time to take care of everything. I will definitely give you an explanation."

"Here, young master..."

Qin Gaoyang is considered to be domineering and arrogant in Xianyang City, but it is a fact that gold is noble and jade is precious. Wherever he goes, everyone makes way for him and calls him a little son. He has been treated as a treasure by the prefect since he was a child. However, this kneeling made the people at a loss, and it was not true that they were helping or not.

When Fang Cun hurried to see this scene, he was stunned for a moment, "Gao Yang..."

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感谢在2021-08-1717:48:28~2021-08-1817:33:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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