[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It will take three days to travel from Putian to Beijing at a fast pace.

Chu Liuxiang has already left.

On the other side, Gong Nanyan also left.

She remembered what Wuxiang said before her death that day, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

If a person feels that someone is going to kill him, then this person must know something.

People who know too much don't always live long.

Gong Nanyan naturally knew it too.

So she went.

People die every day in this arena, and the tavern is always in a hurry.

In the private room on the second floor.

A man in white wearing a bamboo hat took a sip of tea.

Downstairs is talking about the death of Wuxiang.

All kinds of weird theories came out.

The storyteller even asserted that it was the ghost of Chu Liuxiang who killed the murderer.

There is no expression in his flowerless eyes.

Sitting next to him was a woman in a cloud gauze brocade dress.The woman's face was covered with a layer of tulle, and she looked out of the window with a pair of autumn eyes, as if she had been completely aroused by the traffic outside.

Wuhua also looked out of the window, but it was just an ordinary market scene.

Wu Qun's gaze was fixed on the craftsman downstairs who made the clay figurines.

His fingers were rough, but they were fast, and in a short while he pinched a lifelike beauty.

"what."

Wu Qun let out a soft cry and blinked her eyes in surprise.

"What's the matter, Aqua?"

Wu Hua put down her teacup and asked.

Wu Qun shook her head: "The craftsman is actually blind."

This is really incredible.

Because the clay figurines he made were too realistic, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he portray the beauty first.

Wuhua followed her gaze and saw that it was a blind craftsman.

Many people had gathered in front of his booth, it was very noisy.

The craftsman didn't pay attention to it, he only concentrated on pinching the clay figure in his hand.

The clay figurine looked like a princess from the Western Regions.

A jingle accessory falls on the forehead.

Wu Qun looked at it with great interest and made comments from time to time.

"The princess should have a veil, so that she is in line with her status."

As she spoke, she touched her veil and looked back at the monk in white.

That gaze was really pitiful and cute, the way she tilted her head looked like a delicate little peacock, and Wuhua seemed to see the gently shaking feathers behind her.

Can't help laughing.

"Dong dong."

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

This time it was indeed Wu Qun who spoke.

She answered without answering, and stared out of the window intently.

The one who delivered the food was a proprietress.

Xu Shi is middle-aged and has a bloated figure.

Slowly put the dishes on the table.

From time to time, her gaze swept over the man wearing a bamboo hat at the table, and then she lowered her head slightly.

Wuhua keeps her eyes closed all the time.

When the proprietress was about to go out, she suddenly said, "Please bring the clay figurine downstairs."

The proprietress was still a little dazed, and she already had a golden bean in her hand.

She opened her mouth and bit the gold, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Guest officer, wait a moment, I'll go right away."

"That craftsman is the best in a hundred miles, and the safekeeping can satisfy Madam."

As she spoke, she glanced at the graceful beauty by the window, and complimented her.

Wu Qun looked back.

But the monk in white closed his eyes again.

The proprietress acted quickly.

After a while the clay man came up.

He carried a bamboo basket on his back, which contained raw materials.

Wu Qun stared at him curiously for a while.

"Have you ever seen the clay figurines made by Mr.?"

she suddenly asked softly.

It was a wonderful sound.

Like lotus seeds rippling, blossoming lotus come out, both clear and sweet.

A woman with such a voice must be a beauty.

But the craftsman's hands trembled.

His eyes were still cloudy and empty, but there was a look of fear on his face.

It seems that the stunning beauty is a scourge to him.

It was the first time for Wu Qun to see such a person, so she couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"He used to take portraits for people in his early years, but he was poked blind by that person, and he has been like this ever since."

Wuhua slowly opened her eyes.

Wu Qun glanced at the mason again, and sighed, "That must be a stunning beauty."

"Oh?"

Wuhua asked.

The beauty by the window smiled and said, "If it wasn't for its stunning beauty, how could this gentleman start writing?"

There are not many clay figurines on the booth, if they are real people, they are all the first-class beauties in the world.

Wuhua smiled, "That person was really beautiful back then, but Sun Xiucai was not a coincidence."

"Just because the beauty was already disfigured when he painted it."

Hearing these words, Sun Xuepu had a look of joy and sadness on his face:

"No wonder..."

In the end it faded away.

Wu Qun sighed faintly: "Which woman in this world would be willing to be seen ugly."

Sun Xuepu remained silent.

Wu Qun picked up the clay figurine in the basket and played with it for a while, then suddenly said, "How long does it take sir to make a clay figurine?"

"An hour."

Sun Xuepu paused.

Wu Qun glanced at the monk who was sitting quietly next to her, and said with a smile, "You can pinch a monk for me."

"A monk in white clothes with handsome eyebrows."

Wu Hua paused with his fingertips, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see the beauty looking at him with a smile.

Today she is more lively than in the past, her eyes are like the moon, slightly rippling with autumn water.

Wuhua suddenly recalled the day when she first met her, the morning dew slowly emerged from the nightmare.

Twilight fell.

The Beauty Alley in Gourou Town is still bustling.

Gou Tou Ba has been happy for a long time.

Just now he sent out a stunning beauty.

Although she is a rare beauty in the world, she is also a poisonous woman that many men dare not provoke.

Because countless women died at her hands, and many men were destroyed by her.

If those men saw her, they would become the spider's meal and be devoured mouthful by mouthful.

But Gou Tou Ba is a flea on the silk net, and he can still jump a few times.

This has always been something he is proud of.

Because he knows a lot, but also lived a long time.

After Shi Guanyin got the answer, he left.

Gou Tou Ba should have breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly stopped.

Because there is a beauty sitting in his room.

A beauty beyond description.

Just like you don't know when she came in, her beauty is also mysterious.

This is a soul-stirring beauty.

The candlelight danced on her eyebrows, and Dai Se frowned slightly, as if she was about to emit clear smoke.

Her lips are also beautiful, swaying like roses in full bloom in spring.

Just a snowy profile can make a man fascinated.

This woman is a hundred times more beautiful than Shi Guanyin!

Goutou Bapingsheng was afraid that his voice could not be more gentle: "The spring night is cold, the girl might as well add an extra thin shirt."

"That's all you want to say when you see me?"

the beauty asked softly.

Her voice is also very beautiful, compared with the sound of clear springs, mist and rain, those silk, bamboo and bamboo songs in the past can't be heard.

The man shook his head: "There must be many people who praise you in this world, but I just want you to be more comfortable."

He was always genuinely sympathetic to women.

The fine brocade dress of Yunyan was like tulle, in his opinion it was beautiful but it was too flimsy.

Wu Qun smiled lightly: "You don't have to worry, I am very good at martial arts."

She tilted her head and looked at him, the dimples on her lips were sweet.

These words sound like childish language, innocent and touching.

Gou Tou Ba also smiled, his eyes did not change, he was still doting.

Wu Qun sighed faintly: "You are really strange."

"Are you so stupid when someone comes to kill you?"

As she spoke, she raised her eyes slightly to look at him, with sparkles in her eyes.

It was raining outside the window at some point, and the flowers fell from the drizzle were reflected in her eyes like night/fog.

Like star rouge falling.

The man also sighed: "Are you going to kill me?"

His expression is still gentle.

Wu Qun frowned slightly: "You don't believe me?"

Gou Tou Ba shook his head and said, "I just don't know why you want to kill me."

Wu Qun thought for a while and said, "Because you are a person who talks a lot."

When she said this, she suddenly laughed again: "But I didn't kill you because you talked too much."

"Oh?"

The dog's face remained unchanged.

Wu Qun sighed: "I'll kill you~"

"Of course it's because you're damned."

Her hand has moved.

Those are a pair of hands like jade carvings, but they can be used to handle knives smoothly.

Gou Tou Ba closed his eyes.

Because he knows he has no way out.

That was an amazing cut.

The sound of thunder, the sound of rain and the sound of falling red fell on the knife light, reflecting a bright color in the room.

Heaven and earth faded.

The windows were gently blown open.

The slanting wind and drizzle fell on Yunyan's brocade clothes, and the hem of the skirt was graceful and clear, as if a beautiful flower was slowly blooming in the dirt.

The blood on the tip of the knife slowly dripped to the ground.

Wu Qun took a pityful look at the man on the ground: "I said that I know martial arts, but you still don't believe me."

Gou Tou Ba can no longer speak.

Wu Qun sighed, bent down slightly, and slowly wrote the word "flower" on the ground with his hand.

It was late at night.

In a tea house outside Putian.

Ding Feng glanced at the note in his hand, there were only seven words on it: Wu Xiang, Gou Tou Ba is dead.

The font is like lowercase script with hairpin flowers, but there is a murderous look in the lingering.

Ding Feng glanced at the young man in brocade clothes.

Yuan Suiyun seemed to have already guessed it, and there was no trace of surprise on his face.

"Young master, how do you know that the nine girls will help us?"

Ding Feng hesitated for a long time, but he was still curious.

Yuan Suiyun shook his head: "I don't know, after all Ah Jiu is the most half-hearted."

"I'm just taking a gamble."

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I bet she will wear back that Yunyan fine brocade dress in the end."

Ding Feng also laughed: "My lord is indeed betting right."

Yuan Suiyun shook his fan and said nothing.