Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

"No blame, it's okay, just tell the truth. It's just a normal questioning. These people are all famous arresters from the Six Doors, and they will never wrong good people." County Magistrate Yan smiled lovingly, the corners of his eyes The wrinkles on the skin look a little less stretched.

In the middle, the swordsman with a stern and sharp expression suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse and cold, as impersonal as the sword in his arms: "Your Excellency Yan, you'd better avoid it. You know the rules of handling cases with six doors."

County magistrate Yan's smile was slightly restrained, his face was not very good, but he still managed to maintain a relaxed and calm voice, and said softly, "No fault, then you can chat with the adults, talk to each other, don't be afraid. Nothing will happen. of."

Yan Wujiu looked calm, nodded silently, and watched magistrate Yan go out.

Then, he turned around slowly, tilted his head slightly and looked at them again.

This time, the expression on Yan Wujiu's face changed, as if he suddenly took off the harmless disguise, revealing his boring and reckless real face.

Originally, it could barely be regarded as a restrained and handsome expression, but with the departure of County Magistrate Yan, the long eyebrows were raised slightly like a smile but not a smile, and then lost interest.Under the slender and thick eyebrows, the amber tea-colored eyes flowed, showing a mocking frivolity.

It's like the wind and clouds are turbulent in the blink of an eye, and I feel desperate to see the red flowers on the other side.Like the wind and the moon, it is thrilling.A closer look shows that the flames are scorching, and the chaotic red is full of peach blossoms.

But what that person likes to wear is the gorgeous peacock blue brocade dress.Solemn and complicated, meticulous and worth a thousand dollars.

Around the body, only the lips are rosy.

It's like just sucking and biting a fresh and sweet lychee.

It makes people forget, where are the lychees in April?

The astonishing impact brought by that kind of free-spirited handsome demeanor is enough to make anyone see Yan Wujiu for the first time, ignore his undisguised arrogance and rudeness, and develop a vague good impression.

However, these slight good feelings are often ruined after Yan Wujiu speaks the first sentence.

Yan Wujiu's legs crossed naturally, his body was leaning on the left armrest, his brows were loose and drooping, and no one looked into his eyes.The indescribable dignity and arrogance between the eyebrows is more like an uncle than the three adults on the opposite side combined.

He smiled, but said rather coldly and boringly: "It was so long three days ago, how could I remember? Since you came to me to ask questions, you probably know better than me, why don't you just tell me, let me see if I can match the memory."

With such an arrogant and domineering attitude, for a moment, even the lonely and elegant nobleman opposite him frowned.

The black-clothed swordsman in the middle position instantly shot at Yan Wujiu with sharp eyes, a bit more evil than the sword in his hand.

Yan Wujiu naturally felt the chill coming towards his face, and raised his eyelashes to look at him.His eyes were sharp and he did not give in.

At the same time, the corners of his lips slightly lifted into a bright smile, and the arrogance of his brows and eyes made this cold smile look sharp like a knife.

It's always only a smile that hides a knife, but Yan Wujiu's smile is like a peach blossom knife that kills without blood.

"Oh," he chuckled, and said lightly, "Did your lord threaten me just now? Then you can remember next time, the sword must be unsheathed around the neck to threaten people. However, I guess you also Just don’t dare. Isn’t it useless and wasteful to put such a huge official authority on the head of innocent people like me.”

The black-clothed swordsman frowned slightly and looked at him coldly, other than that, he didn't show much disgust.

"What a guts." He said, not sure whether to praise or ridicule.

Yan Wujiu saw that he was not the person in charge, so he smiled contemptuously, and turned to look at the noble young man in snow clothes opposite him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if recalling something: "Among the many story books in the market, the one with six doors sells the best. Although I am not from the Jianghu, I know that people in the Jianghu regard the six doors as the palace of the king of hell. Among the many god arresters in the palace of the king of hell, there are two most famous black and white envoys—Yue seduces the soul, and the wind seizes the soul. Hmm... quite scary."

Speaking of being scary, Yan Wujiu pursed his lips and chuckled as if he was saying, it's funny or interesting.

With such a brilliant smile, he looked at the noble young man who was as lonely and clean as a high cloud, tilted his head slightly, blinked slightly, and asked in a whisper, "Which one are you?"

"I'm Gu Yuexi. That's probably what Mr. Yan heard, the rumored Yue Gouhun." Even if he said his exaggerated Jianghu title in the middle school, Gu Yuexi didn't feel uncomfortable at all, as if he was talking about someone else. thing.

Elegant and elegant, cold and serious, it probably exists for people like him.

Not only that, except for the frown at the beginning, after hearing Yan Wujiu's mockery of not taking them seriously, his attitude at this moment is as elegant and calm as ever.But other than that, there is no more temperature.

On the contrary, the scholar in Tsing Yi who was sitting in the last seat near the door, who had the least sense of presence, stood up suddenly at this moment, and bowed his hands to Yan Wujiu without haste.

Only then did Wen Ya calmly chuckle, and said: "Excuse me, I am Dongfang Xiao. He is a clerk who is on duty outside the six doors. I should be in charge of communicating with Mr. Yan, but this is the first time I go out to perform official duties. I'm not very proficient. It's the first time I saw such a romantic and unrestrained fairy figure like Mr. Yan, and I lost my mind for a while, which almost made me go wrong."

As he spoke, he walked towards Yan Wujiu unhurriedly.

Seeing that Yan Wujiu's eyes turned to him, he smiled gently and continued: "The two arresting lords didn't mean to embarrass Mr. Yan. In fact, they have always only had direct contact with vicious gangsters, and they are not good at it. When dealing with ordinary people, it is inevitable to be straightforward, and I don’t pay much attention to etiquette. Please forgive me.”

When he finished speaking, he happened to stand not far from Yan Wujiu, so he naturally sat down on the chair next to him.

Yan Wujiu's expression was slightly gentle, with a smile on his face, he said lightly: "It's okay to embarrass me, an unknown person, anyway, I'm not a person who pays attention to etiquette. Everyone is mutual. But my father is not. He is old, I can't bear to be frightened. Please, my lords, forgive me."

Ruifeng's eyes were raised slightly, and the end of his eyes looked like a smile but not a coldness after a smile, and he glanced past sharply.That face lost all its vividness and returned to the previous expressionless face.But she can no longer see being well-behaved and innocent, and only feels expensive and arrogant.

Gu Yuexi has been watching him quietly, and it can be heard that his attitude is not rude, because Feng Jianpo's forceful expulsion of Yan County Magistrate just now, his expression eased a little, and he nodded lightly: "I'm rude."

At the same time, Gu Yue took a nonchalant glance at the colleague next to Yan Wujiu, who called himself Dongfang Xiao this time.

The two god catchers were indeed not very good at talking, and Dongfang Xiao, a scholar in Tsing Yi next to him, naturally became the main talker.

His brows are modest and gentle, with a friendly smile like a spring breeze all the time, across the small table, he looks curiously at Yan Wujiu in front of him: "My son's name is Wujiu, right? A good name."

Yan Wujiu looked at him calmly, and said indifferently: "My name is Yan Qingdu, and Wujiu is my name. When the people from Six Doors came out to investigate the case, didn't they investigate the suspect's information first?"

The scholar in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, but his demeanor was generous and calm: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. How could Wu Jiu be our suspect? Didn't I just say that? Six doors only deal with villains in the Jianghu, and you are not even a Jianghu person." They passed by here this time, just following the trail of a gangster. According to their investigation, Wujiu, you may have seen that person at close range. That's why I'm asking County Magistrate Yan to ask you to come and help. It's just... "

He touched his nose, smiled slightly but sincerely: "It's just a matter of the six doors, and the relationship between the forces involved is intricate. In order to protect ordinary people, including officials like County Magistrate Yan, we should not let irrelevant people know about it. It's an inside story, and if they don't make it right, they will call in a murderous disaster. It's not that Feng Butou deliberately used officials to coerce people, so he was rude to County Magistrate Yan."

Yan Wujiu nodded, the expression on his brows was dispensable, his amber brown eyes were clear, and he looked at him for a moment: "Why did you explain so much to me? The six doors are against the arrogant, domineering, and uncooperative thorns. Is this a special treat?"

As soon as these words came out, even the scholar in Tsing Yi froze slightly, unable to answer for a moment.

I have seen people who are arrogant, domineering, arrogant, and want to die. They are usually the frogs at the bottom of the well who feel good about themselves, have excessive self-awareness, don't know how high the sky is, and don't know how much they are.