Scattered in the wide hall are countless openwork sandalwood bookshelves, cleverly folded and shielded to create an intricate and deep effect, on which the accumulation of calligraphy and painting scrolls are piled up spotlessly, and the placement is also quite ingenious to leave a blank space to peek at the opposite side. Walking in it, people suddenly find themselves in a dream world composed of words and paintings, where there is only a steady stream of two-dimensional beauty, without the slightest ignorant luxury and vulgar luxury. The beauty here is too unrealistic. Li Zesi sighed silently. His newly stuffed stomach twitched unseasonably, reminding him not to forget that he didn't deserve to linger in it.

He flashed through the last barrier of tapestry and came to the middle of the crowd. When they were here, they were not a little more coordinated than him, they were like merging with all the calligraphy and paintings, everyone's expressions were quiet and gentle, and the eyes that looked at Li Zesi were elegantly critical. Zhou Hui stood in this group of people, radiant, he didn't realize that Li Zesi came in, he just pointed to the large Danqing on the table in a harsh tone and said loudly: "Between the ink and the dripping color, the softness of early winter is gone, although the momentum is hearty, but there is no winter rhyme, this person must be a young man's work, impetuous, embarrassed to hang above the hall, the small screen at the head of the bed is also incompatible with it, and it is just right to paste the window in the warm pavilion!" ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and there was an uproar for a while. Li Zesi stood there awkwardly, cramped. When the laughter subsided, Shen Luo came over, pulled Zhou Hui's sleeve, and signaled his Li Zesi's existence. Wu Wang raised his head suddenly, and the excitement of the country had not yet gone down, but he still said loudly to the surroundings: "By the way, this is the new guest and celebrity Chu ......" He was stuck for a while, but Shen Luo calmly reminded: "Li Zesi." ”

"Oh, Li Zesi. In the future, don't be too modest. After the stylized introduction, Zhou Hui continued to bury himself in the album, rolled the top one aside, and then looked at the next one. People stared at Li Zesi like monsters. Whether it was his barely tied up bun, or his ill-fitting fat cloth robe, or even his dull old boots, it seemed to be yelling at the people, declaring that this man had nothing to do with the word "Baume & Mercier". As they watched, Li Zesi felt as if he had been soaked in a pot of greasy hot pot soup, surrounded by shiitake mushrooms and tofu soaked in chili oil.

One of the mushrooms walked over - he was dressed in a gray robe that pretended to be modest, but there were expensive jade accessories hanging from his waist: "Under Li Li." I was lucky to see Brother Chu today. King Wu has a great eye, Brother Chu must have something extraordinary, may I ask what Your Excellency is good at, and you can teach my generation? The meaning of the provocation was not that Li Zesi could not hear it. You should fight back...... But this kind of elegant and sharp question and answer is not his forte. He was even distracted by something else and looked at each other a little confused. Is it used for porridge......

His silence obviously annoyed the others, and Shiitake Er also stepped forward and blasted over with a volume that was obviously one level higher than Shiitake Yi: "Brother Chu, isn't it easy to talk about art?" We're not shallow! This was like a signal, and many people surrounded him one after another, and fried Li Zesi with more fierce firepower, almost forcing him behind the bookshelf. And because Zhou Hui was talking about Xing, the painting scroll fell from his hand like a snowflake, and the spittle splashed, so he didn't pay attention to this side at all.

At the most embarrassing moment, Shen Luo flashed out from behind the crowd, he covered Li Zesi without a trace, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu is good at life, how can this technique come from the mouth." Li Zesi raised his head abruptly and looked at the back of Shen Luo's head in disbelief. How does he know? I never told him about it! Could it be that he read this in my eyes too?

The sense of incongruity when he saw Shen Luo just now rose again, and Li Zesi was shrouded in his back, feeling uncomfortable all over his body—obviously, something that was absolutely different from everyone else, even King Wu, as if it was ...... Not my race...... Li Zesi, who was shocked by this thought, fell into confusion, how could this be?

Before he could finish his confusion, Shen Luo had already calmly shifted everyone's attention to King Wu's side, which was almost the most natural thing for him. He guided the flow of people to surround Zhou Hui quietly, echoed the latter to finish all the paintings, and talked for a while about the topic of the current poetry and writing, and when he observed that King Wu was about to get bored, he suddenly said: "There is a strange story recently, do you want to listen to it?" Zhou Hui seemed to have a premonition that he was going to say something, and replied with a smile: "If it's not fun, I'll punish you for picking up the paintings on the ground." ”

Shen Luo glanced at the paintings thrown all over the ground, and knew that King Wu was fond of it, and he was confident: "In the western suburbs of the city for a hundred miles, there is a spring. Zhou Hui interjected: "If it's just that the spring water is good-looking, I'm going to pick up the paintings!" "It used to be just beautiful, but in the past month, some people have seen people in the spring in the early morning." "It's just that if you take a beautiful bath, you have to pick it up!"

"It's a dead man." As soon as the words came out, the audience immediately began to discuss. Zhou Hui's eyes jumped up with a light in his eyes: "What kind of dead person?" Is it a night encounter with bandits? Shen Luo smiled like spring returning to the earth: "It's just a bandit, it's too frequent." "A month ago, the first body was found by a farmer who came into the city early in the morning to deliver firewood. Of course, at that time, it was reported to the government as a case of banditry. And since then, every two or three days, new corpses emerge from the spring. Most of the corpses were men in the prime of life, but occasionally women, and they were of different statuses, ranging from peddlers and pawns to dignitaries, and the only thing they had in common was that they had the same death: joy on their faces and broken limbs.

The government sent people to ambush them, but they found nothing. As soon as the soldiers withdraw, there will inevitably be another victim the next day, as if something has been watching everything. Dali Temple has also tried to fill in the springs, but the vigorous water will choose the weak place of the ground to gush out again, and the filling is repeatedly ineffective. Of course, this chilling case is also listed in Zhu Yu's mystery case file, but Zhou Hui obviously didn't see it.

The horrific death came out of Shen Luo's thin lips and seemed to become uneventful. Zhou Hui listened with great interest, and his eyes widened wider and wider. The people around him let out disgusted swishes from time to time, but His Royal Highness King Wu turned a deaf ear, until Shen Luo clasped his palms together and said, "That's it, it's over", he suddenly understood, and quickly waved his hand, so that the people who were impatient to hear it quickly dispersed. When the people were almost gone, he couldn't wait to pull Shen Luo and asked hungrily, "I said, is it possible?" Shen Luo also pulled off the polite mask he was holding just now: "Believe it or not, I told you while Wenwen was away." ”

"That's a great thing! I definitely want to see it this time! When I figure it out, I'll tell Wenwen about it! Seeing that there was no one around, Shen Luo raised his leg and kicked Zhou Hui: "You come less!" I know that she is most afraid of ghost stories. Zhou Huimei smiled, and he couldn't care about the pain: "I said, let's go together, shall we?" Good no good? Shen Luo groaned for a moment, his slender eyes subconsciously glanced around, and said with a subtle smile: "Just the two of us?" It's kind of boring. ”

Zhou Hui was a little confused: "Yi Yan they are not interested in this aspect...... Shen Luo seemed to look around with his eyes very casually, and saw the target at a glance: "Hey, the person who didn't leave must be very interested." Zhou Hui followed his eyes, and sure enough, there was a person standing in the corner, with a serious expression, standing straight. It was Li Zesi.

At first, he also wanted to take advantage of the flow of people and find an unknown place to spend the night, but he also heard the story of Shenluo. Others can treat this story as an anecdote, as the wind in the left ear and out of the right ear, but the mystic Li Zesi cannot. And he also saw very clearly below, Shen Luo didn't tell this story for no reason, his expression was very clear, he wasn't just for curiosity.

A voice whispered in Li Zesi's heart, he was tempting King Wu. He knew what Zhou Hui liked, and he did it on purpose. How dangerous it is for corpses to emerge from the nameless springs, to hidden killers that hordes of soldiers can't see! Li Zesi has a secret technique, and he understands the murderous intent contained in it—it is by no means the work of a good kind, and if it were not for a strong sense of malice, it would never be possible to commit such cruel crimes in a row. The murderers are not afraid of being noticed, nor are they afraid of being surrounded by mysticists, they are unscrupulous, they are as elusive as mocking people, they do not target anyone, but they do not kill.

Zhou Hui is a genius, and Shen Luo is a mysterious character who exudes a strong smell of strangeness, but in the final analysis, they are not Li Zesi's kind. They are likely to be as weak as newborn babies in the face of unscrupulous bandits. Li Zesi looked anxiously at King Wu, who still refused to leave, and repeated uneasily in his heart: "Don't go, don't go to that dangerous place." Your future is not there, you are taking risks, you are going against the wishes of the year! ”

An ominous shadow in his heart dragged his feet and kept him from moving. So when Shen Luo's gaze swept over him intentionally or unintentionally, Li Zesi cast a suspicious gaze almost reflexively. He stared at the smiling playboy with a lot of money on his face, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind violently, and he really couldn't guess what was going on. Shen Luo, aren't you a friend of King Wu? Why put him at risk? Are you really that ignorant?

Something has to be done, something should be done... But Shen Luo had already cast a kind gaze over: "Brother Chu? Why haven't you left? Interested in this? ”

Zhou Hui frowned slightly when he saw that it was him, he really had a headache for this "witch Gu" weirdo who inexplicably decided to follow him: "Uh...... You don't really want to take him......"

Li Zesi understood the meaning of this sentence: For King Wu, I am just a roadside abandoned dog picked up. However, he silently said to himself that since he had decided to be a dog, he had to look like a dog. He raised his head calmly: "Your Highness, such an interesting matter, if Chu can follow the saddle bridle, he will die without giving up." ”

Zhou Hui's brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "Why are you still so polite?" Speak human words. Li Zesi was unequivocal: "It's fun, I want to go." Only then did he soften some of King Wu's face, and Zhou Hui happily replied, "Okay, if you must come, then let's go together." Stinky chess, when do you say we're going? ”

When he shouted "stinky chess", he turned his face to Shen Luo, who had no choice but to respond hatefully: "How about two days?" "In what two days?" Why are you so grinding? ”

"And what do you say?"

"It's tomorrow!" "So fast? You're in a hurry. Okay, tomorrow will be tomorrow, then I'll see you at the spring in the evening. Go out of the west gate and go down the main road, turn right when you see the first woods, and after passing along the forest road, you will see a small temple, follow the direction indicated by the tip of the weapon of the idol behind the door, go all the way, and turn left when you hear the sound of water. ”

"Stinky chess, how do you know so well?"

"I've been there during the day." An ambiguous smile appeared on Shen Luo's face again, "It's pure curiosity. Zhou Hui laughed, patted Shen Luo's shoulder, turned around briskly, and walked out of the door - he didn't pay any attention to Li Zesi. It was Shen Luo, who saw King Wu leave, turned back and said to Li Zesi kindly: "You haven't arranged a place to live yet, right?" I'll take you. The two of them were still silent along the way, and when they arrived at the place where they lived, when Shen Luo was about to leave, Li Zesi suddenly asked him: "Can you ask what you see in my eyes?" ”

Shen Luo smiled: "It's just an eyeball." Is there anything else? Eye droppings? ”

Li Zesi didn't smile, just nodded solemnly and said goodnight.

The night was already deep. Wenwen sat alone in his room, facing the direction of the window, feeling the wind coming through the empty window lattice. She closed her eyes and tried her best to calm herself: Zhou Hui, what did you do?

I've already asked Shenluo to look for it, so I think I'll be back soon. Last time, because of a bet with Shen Luo in front of King Wu, saying that Zhou Hui didn't know anything about wine except drinking, as a result, His Royal Highness King Wu went to the brewing workshop, learned to make wine, and when he tried it, he was still drunk, and began to lie on the mud and couldn't get up, and later he wore wild grass on the street, attracting countless onlookers, and sent more than a dozen people back. Fortunately, the hair covered the face, and the people did not recognize it. This kind of mess happened almost every month and a half - it happened to be a cycle when she couldn't bear it anymore and her bad taste exploded.

Every time I tease him, there will always be a mess. Zhen Min always regretted it, but when he saw Zhou Hui, he couldn't help but tease him. It seems that it is a very happy thing to see him angry and awkward.

My personality turned out to be so bad. Wenwen sighed, and her fingers grasping her clothes gradually felt cold.

This stupid boy, why do I do whatever I say?