"Okay, General Wen can go and check it himself, and the lower official will definitely cooperate, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, the lower official will kill himself directly in front of General Wen."

The candlelight went out, and the figures on the window turned into two, the light and shadow flickered in a trance, and it looked like a little weird and charming figure.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Chenglin took a step back, his neck had already removed the blade of his sword, and he left the place where he might be on the verge of his own life at any time.

"General Wen, please drink water." Zhang Chenglin poured out a glass of cold water from the cold kettle and handed it to Wen Shaohua with both hands.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang is well-read, and I have a question I want to ask. A few days ago, I went to the temple, and then, I picked up a note, which said, 'Black clouds are pressing the city, and evil is in the world. After speaking, Wen Shaohua took the tea and handed it to Zhang Chenglin.

"This, Xia Guan has not studied much, and he is not very clear about this." Zhang Chenglin took the tea handed by Wen Shaohua with his backhand and drank it all.

It really doesn't take much to say words between men, and when they come and go, they know each other's hearts.

Don't say much, don't touch a single one.

That's what men are.

The door was slowly opened, and after a loud sound, only Zhang Chenglin was left alone in front of the desk, reaching out and touching his neck, and gasped deeply, "This wound is really deep enough, this person seems to really want my life." ”

Zhang Chenglin held a mirror and continued to check his wound, thinking about whether the collar could cover his wound tomorrow, hoping that the wound would heal as soon as possible.

"Master Zhang." At some point, a figure shrouded in a cloak appeared in the mirror and spoke in a low voice.

"Who?" Zhang Chenglin turned around, and the mirror on the desk was brought to the ground.

The candlelight is still flickering, and there are still two figures on the window paper, also with a little weird and charming figure.

"It's me." The man took off the cape, revealing a delicate-looking face.

"Baiwenhai, why are you here?" After Zhang Chenglin saw the visitor, he was a little helpless and a little overwhelmed.

"I was worried about you, so I came." Bai Wenhai said, his sharp eyes saw the wound on Zhang Chenglin's neck, and exclaimed, "Master Zhang, what's going on with this wound of yours, how did you get it?" ”

"Of course this is," Zhang Chenglin stopped halfway through his speech. He looked at Bai Wenhai's face, and the love in his eyes, and he didn't know what to say for a while, as if the tongue in his mouth was not a tongue, but a ball of dead flesh.

"Why are you here? After a few days, it will be your wedding event, the girl's family, or the girl who has not yet left the cabinet, running around, what do you want. Zhang Chenglin took out the majesty of an elder and looked at this, the daughter of his old friend.

"I miss you, so I'm here." Bai Wenhai lowered his head slightly and said a little shyly.

"What nonsense!" Zhang Chenglin slapped the table, turned around and left.

The candlelight was extinguished, and only a figure was left on the window paper, which seemed to be a little lonely, a little lonely.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles." The watchman wandered between the streets and alleys, and it was not too early, and the place where the lights were lit was still slowly disappearing, and it was not clear to see.

At this time, except for those fireworks places, most places, there is no candlelight.

"What time is it?" A man in a cloak stood out from the shadows and asked the husband.

The husband was taken aback by this sudden figure, and listened to the voice, it should be a woman, or a good-looking, good-looking woman. The husband was only secretly happy in his heart, whether he had encountered any sexual encounters.

The life of the husband is very boring, and sometimes, you can still see a lot of things that you can't see during the day, all in this dark place, little by little, people can see clearly.

There are also some husbands who will always tell some stories of sexual encounters that seem to be true and false.

Most of the time, the husbands don't believe it, but they still believe in these encounters in their hearts.

"It's the fourth and fourth shift." As he spoke, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he saw that behind the cloak woman stood several large men, holding in their hands long strips of cloth that looked like they knew was a dangerous thing.

"It's time for the fourth watch," said the man in the cloak, waving his hand to the big man and leaving, and said to the husband, "I have something to tell you." ”

"No need, I haven't finished the fight yet." The husband said.

He was a little scared, he had been fighting for so long, and he had encountered a lot of things. The more you know, the more you know, maybe the next corpse lying on the street waiting to be collected will be yourself.

He was looking for an excuse to escape.

"It's fine. I can follow you to the shift. The woman said. she

It's a picture of having to pull the husband to speak, and there is a posture of not saying it.

"The husband wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the big man he had just seen, he was intimidated, and he didn't dare to say anything, and his heart was crossed: 'Anyway, I won't survive tonight, so I might as well listen to her, and I can live for a while longer.'"

"Okay" husband is just like this.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk about it." The woman gave up abruptly, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Leaving the husband behind, his face was confused, and finally, after thinking about it, it was a kind of joy to escape from death.

The joy didn't last long before it froze, and then, the husband's body slowly collapsed, and the blood slowly flowed out.

Behind the husband, there was a big man, holding a knife and directly piercing the heart of the husband, with an old-fashioned method.

Originally, this husband could have died without dying, and the reason for his death was that he had appeared in the wrong place by mistake.

It's just a dead person who can't speak.

The woman who left in front of her uncovered the hat of her cloak and came out with a face that had captivated the country and the city, but her eyes were full of frost and would not melt for ten thousand years.