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Ji Huai looked up at the wall several meters high, and sighed.

He couldn't climb up, and even if he did, he wouldn't dare to jump down.

Ji Huai gave up decisively.

There was a noisy sound of swords and swords in the front yard, and screams could be heard from time to time. Ji Huai bowed his waist and walked around the wall of the backyard, and found a dog hole under a peony bush.

After hesitating for less than two seconds, Ji Huai took off his conspicuous luxurious robe and got into the dog hole, and successfully crawled out from a corner.

Outside was a dark and narrow alley, Ji Huai reached out and wiped the plaster from the wall, then smeared it on his face several times, messed up his hair while running out, and put the jade hairpin on his head into it. arms.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, Ji Huai was so hot that he could hardly breathe, the wound on his neck was so painful that he was irritated, he tore off the cloth strip wrapping the wound around his neck, and wrapped it around his hands.

At the end of the alley there is a main street with shops lined with wine flags fluttering, people passing by and hawkers hawking along the street, completely unaware that a place across the street is fighting with swords.

Ji Huai hurriedly walked along the side of the street with his head bowed, and shouts came from behind him.

"What are you doing!"

"Turn around and take a look!"

"No, get out!"

"Who is it..."

Ji Huai hastily turned his head and took a look. It was the servants wearing the clothes of the family members of the Xu family. These people rushed into the crowd, specifically to catch the young young man in fancy clothes.

Ji Huai turned his head and saw three or five beggars squatting on the steps in front of him, knocking on the broken bowl in front of him with a bamboo pole.

Ji Huai squatted down not far from them. There was a wonton stall in front of him. The stall owner was busy cooking wontons. He happened to be squatting behind the big stove. The servants on the street hurried past the wonton stall without paying attention at all. To Ji Huai.

When the people were far away, Ji Huai got up, went to the wonton stand and asked, "Uncle, is there a pawn shop near here?"

The uncle glanced at him and pointed him in the direction.

A quarter of an hour later, Ji Huai took the two taels of silver he had exchanged for the jade hairpin, mixed with a team that was going out for the funeral, and left the city.

The sun hurt people's eyes, and the mourners' cries were heard in their ears. The yellow paper money that was thrown into the air floated down one after another, fell into the loess of the branches, and was trampled into the mud again.

Holding the two taels of silver in his hand, the young man stood amidst the sky full of yellow paper money, looking around, there was nothing.

There is nowhere to go.

"He left early, never married, and left no heirs behind." Suddenly someone next to him spoke to him, probably mistaking him for a distant relative or friend who came to the funeral.

"Ah." Ji Huai replied in a daze.

"I borrowed money from him the winter before last and he lent it to me without saying a word...he is a good man." The man was a little choked up, "I made an appointment with him to go to Beijing next month to catch the exam, and we will get the gold list together."

"But he didn't keep our agreement."

Ji Huai pursed his lips, his voice a little dry, "My condolences."

But after all, when people are tired of crying, no matter how sad they are, they can't shed tears.Ji Huai heard the cries around him fading away, the yellow paper falling apart, and the long days scorching his eyes.

He bowed to the end in the direction of the dead, and then left.

Ji Huai didn't go to the ruined temple outside the city to find Quan Ning, he didn't dare to trust anyone anymore, so he exchanged some dry food at the teahouse beside the post road.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like the old Jiangnan.The spring water is clearer than the sky, draw a boat and listen to the rain to sleep. ①

He vaguely remembered a poem he had learned before, and he thought it was very good when he was young, so he decided to go to Jiangnan.

I just don't know if I can make it to Jiangnan alive.

Zhan Hua's two subordinates caught up with him at some point, and it was his time of death.

It's not that Ji Huai can't accept death, after all, he is still unwilling - being played by Zhan Hua so sincerely, so stupid that he almost froth.

It's just that Ji Huai didn't expect that it was Quan Ning who chased him.

About a few days later at night, Ji Huai was sitting in front of the fire grilling fish, got stuck in a fishbone, coughed half to death, and heard a mocking sound from above his head.

Ji Huai looked up, almost blinded by the golden mask under the firelight.

Quan Ning jumped down from the tree, picked up a branch and pulled the fire that was about to be extinguished, and laughed at him unabashedly: "Look at your talent."

Ji Huai finally vomited out the fishbone in a fit of anger, and stared at him across the fire.

Quan Ning raised his hand to block it, and said with a smile: "Young Master Ji Qi, don't look at me like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."

Ji Huai was not stuck to death by the fishbone, but almost choked to death by his words.

The half of Quan Ning's exposed face smiled evilly, "Do you want to be nice to me?"

Ji Huai took a bite of the fish meat viciously, feeling disgusted by the smell, "No."

"Don't refuse in such a hurry." Quan Ning walked around the fire and sat next to him, put his hand on his shoulder, and flirtatiously leaned into his ear and blew, "At least I won't kill you, I can protect you You are considerate, how are you?"

"I'm not broken sleeves." Ji Huai couldn't eat any more fish, "Young Master Quan, let's find someone else."

Quan Ning paused and laughed out loud.

Ji Huai looked at him like a madman.

Quan Ning said with a smile: "I have lived for so many years, this is the first time someone calls me Mr. Quan, hahahahaha!"

Ji Huai wanted to push away his hand on his shoulder expressionlessly.

However, Quan Ning was very strong. Not only did he not let him push away, but he hugged him even tighter, his eyes fell on the wound on his neck, and he smiled ambiguously, "Ah Huai, look at your neck What did the bald man bite into?"

Ji Huai got goosebumps all over his body when he was shouted 'A Huai', and he lowered his voice a little annoyed: "Please respect yourself."

Quan Ning, on the other hand, seemed to be aroused by him, and stuck to his side, staring at his neck with great interest, eager to try: "Ah Huai, can I have a bite too?"

Ji Huai: "..."

Seeing his displeasure, Quan Ning took another step back, thinking he was considerate and said, "If you're afraid of pain, I'll just lick it?"

Ji Huai was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing, seeing that he actually came up to him, he hurriedly pushed, "You—"

"Let him go." A voice with killing intent came from far to near.

crackle.

The firewood burst into sparks, Ji Huaiwen looked over, and saw Zhan Hua's indifferent face in the firelight, and his whole body froze.

Quan Ning clasped Ji Huai's shoulders neatly and led him to stand up, with his arms ambiguously around Ji Huai's neck, but he could take Ji Huai's life at any time.

"You're scaring my family, Ah Huai." Quan Ning turned his head to Ji Huai with a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will protect you."

Ji Huai didn't have time to talk to him, but just stared at Zhan Hua who was on the opposite side of the fire.

Zhan Hua still had that cold and silent look, so calm that Ji Huai almost thought that it was another person who wanted to kill him.

Zhan Hua's gaze swept over Quan Ning's arm on Ji Huai's neck, and landed on Ji Huai's face.

"How did you go?" Zhan Hua asked.

Ji Huai was almost laughed out of anger, he asked back: "You want to kill me, why don't I go?"

Zhan Hua was stunned for a moment, "Did Quan Ning tell you?"

Ji Huai gritted his molars and stared at him, "I heard it with my own ears."

Zhan Hua's expression was surprisingly calm, and he said: "I'm short of flavor medicine primers, you are just right, and it will be a matter of time before I kill you."

Ji Huai laughed back angrily, "That really made you spend so much effort, it cost me my life to be honest, why bother to pretend and disturb people's mind for no reason!"

Zhan Hua's usual indifferent expression finally fluctuated a bit, and he looked a little puzzled, "The medicine needs to be used as medicine, and it is necessary to protect you well."

What's more, if it is really disturbing, it is Ji Huai who was the first, but now it is a rake.

Ji Huai only felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he was so depressed that it made people go crazy.

Every time Zhan Hua said a word, he said that Ji Huai was passionate and wishful thinking. Ji Huai gritted his teeth so badly, and tasted the rust on the tip of his tongue. He smiled, "Okay, if that's the case, then I will thank you first I have given you the love of protecting each other all the way, but I would rather die in the hands of others than to be your medicine primer."

Zhan Hua frowned, and glanced at Quan Ning, "So you want to be with him?"

Ji Huai wished he could directly set off a fire and put it on his head.

Quan Ning smiled triumphantly, "Ha, it seems that I still like Mr. Ji more than you."

"He has poison in his body." Zhan Hua said to Ji Huai seriously.

Quan Ning's smile stopped abruptly, and he looked at Zhan Hua with a murderous intent.

The corner of Ji Huai's mouth twitched slightly, and Quan Ning beside him was violent and murderous.

"He's even disfigured." Zhan Hua made another stab calmly.

Quan Ning was furious, "You fake monk who has lost all his hair due to poisoning, what right do you have to criticize others!"

Zhan Hua gave him a cold look, "It will grow back after the poison is detoxified."

Ji Huai pulled the corner of his mouth dryly, "Zhan Hua, are you trying to persuade me?"

"Yes." Zhan Hua said, "Quan Ning is not a kind person."

"Then are you a good person?" Ji Huai asked.

"No." Zhan Hua replied.

"Then what position do you use to persuade me?"