Although the Shadowless Thief had his face turned to the other side, he could feel Geven's gaze, and it made him feel uncomfortable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, the Shadowless Thief turned his head and glared at Geven, "What are you looking at me?" ”

Gwin smiled, the playful gaze in his eyes thickened, and the Shadowless Thief felt goosebumps all over his body.

Ji Wen suddenly turned around and asked Zhang Bao'er, "Bao'er, if you and Uncle Hua avoid it, I'll leave it to me here, how about it?" ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded slightly towards Ji Wen, and then took Uncle Hua and turned around and walked out of the broken temple.

After a while, a person's laughter came from the ruined temple.

Who is so happy, Zhang Bao'er outside the broken temple listens carefully, it doesn't seem to be Ji Wen's voice, is it a shadowless thief, why is he laughing?

The laughter has not stopped, Zhang Baoer frowned when she listened to it, it was obviously laughter, why didn't she feel a little happy, no matter how she heard it, she felt a little scary. On such a night, in the wilderness, listening to this kind of uninterrupted laughter without any happiness, Zhang Baoer's hairs stood up.

By the moonlight, Zhang Baoer looked at Uncle Hua, and Uncle Hua's face also showed a strange expression, Zhang Baoer knew that Uncle Hua felt the same way as herself.

As the laughter became more and more harsh, Uncle Hua seemed to be a little impatient, and he said to Zhang Bao'er: "Uncle, why don't I go and see, what is going on inside?" ”

Zhang Bao'er shook her head and said, "Forget it, since Brother Ji asked us to avoid it, there must be a reason for him, let's wait!" ”

The raging laughter lasted for about a pillar of incense, and then it gradually stopped, Zhang Bao'er and Uncle Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and their nervous mood relaxed at the same time.

Then, there was a sound of talking coming from inside the ruined temple, and I couldn't hear what was being said clearly, but Zhang Bao'er could hear what Ji Wen was saying.

After about another pillar of incense, Jiwen slowly walked out of the ruined temple.

"Brother Ji!" Zhang Bao'er hurriedly stepped forward and said, "How is it?" Did you ask it? ”

"Asked!" Ji Wen nodded, and told Zhang Bao'er everything he knew from the mouth of the Shadowless Thief.

After hearing this, Zhang Bao'er's eyes widened, and she asked incredulously: "This, this is all true?" ”

"It should be true, he wouldn't dare lie to me!" Givin nodded confidently.

"That's right!" Zhang Bao'er remembered the strange laughter just now, and asked with some curiosity: "Brother Ji, I see that this shadowless thief has a very hard mouth, what method did you use to make him say it obediently?" ”

"I laughed at him!" Gwendo.

"Laughing Punishment?" Zhang Baoer couldn't help but shudder and asked, "Is it to tickle him and make him laugh all the time?" ”

"Tickling is also a kind of laughing punishment, but it doesn't work for people like him!" Saying that, Ji Wen took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said to Zhang Bao'er: "This is the essential oil that I found someone to extract from the inverted hanging lotus, as long as it is applied to the soles of people's feet, it is much worse than tickling, the itching is unbearable, I can't restrain myself, I can't stop laughing, if I don't apply the antidote, people will laugh to death." ”

Uncle Hua was terrified when he listened to it, he couldn't help but glance at Ji Wen, who usually looked silent, but who knew that there was such a powerful means.

Ji Wen seemed to see Uncle Hua's thoughts, and smiled: "I'm afraid that this meeting will irritate you, so I let you avoid it!" ”

"Shall we go in now?" Uncle Hua asked.

"There's no need!" Zhang Baoer shook her head.

Jiwen asked again, "Bao'er, what should you do with this person now?" ”

Zhang Bao'er thought for a moment and said, "You let him commit the crime as planned, and then go back to the prison." Remember, don't divulge tonight's situation, lest you startle the snake! ”

Ji Wen patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Bao'er, I'll say one now, he will never dare to say two!" ”

Zhang Baoer came to the door of Zhao Langzhen's house, the courtyard door was wide open, and as soon as he stepped in, he saw Zhao Lang really coming out of the house.

"Zhao Zhutou, where are you going?" Zhang Baoer asked with a smile.

"Oh, I'll buy some glutinous rice cakes for my mother!" Zhao Langzhen asked, "Zhang Gongzi, are you in trouble?" ”

"It's fine, or I'll come back another day!"

"It's all here, how can I go?" Zhao Langzhen said to Zhang Bao'er: "Zhang Gongzi, you go to the house and sit for a while, I'll be back soon, let's talk slowly!" ”

Zhang Baoer was about to resign, but heard Zhao Langzhen shouting into the house: "Auntie, Zhang Gongzi is here!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Langzhen's mother opened the door curtain and came out, and as soon as she saw Zhang Bao'er, she said happily: "Zhang Gongzi came just in time, I was thinking about letting Zhen'er invite you in the past two days, my eye disease has been completely cured, but thanks to you!" ”

Zhang Bao'er hurriedly said: "Grandma, you don't have to be polite, I am a colleague with Zhao Zhutou, this is what I should do!" ”

"I invited you to dinner last time, but you refused. I'm going to try my craft today, no matter what! Seeing that Zhang Bao'er was still going to speak, the old lady deliberately made an unhappy appearance: "Zhang Gongzi, if you refuse again, my old woman will be angry!" ”

Zhang Baoer was helpless, so she had to nod in agreement.

"A-Niang, you accompany Zhang Gongzi to sit for a meeting first, and I will be back soon!"

Zhao Langzhen said that, and left in a hurry.

The old lady invited Zhang Baoer to the house, and the two sat down, Zhang Baoer was afraid that the old lady would say some words of gratitude, so she had nothing to say: "Grandma, Zhao Zhutou is very filial to you, you have given birth to a good son!" ”

"Alas!" The old lady sighed and sighed: "Zhen'er is indeed very filial to me, but he is not my biological son!" ”

"Huh?" Zhang Bao'er was taken aback: "He's not your own son, grandma, what's going on?" ”

"That was eleven years ago!" The old lady seemed to be recalling the situation back then, and she said quietly: "My son joined the army at the age of seventeen and fought for the Tang Dynasty, and received a letter from his family that year, saying that he could go home for the New Year. I looked forward to it day and night, but in the end I didn't expect my son, but I came to Zhen'er. Zhen'er told me that my son died in battle, and he will be my son in the future, and he will provide for me in his old age......"

Because of the death of her only son, the old lady was overly grieved, had a serious illness, and was bedridden without eating or drinking, which made Zhao Langzhen anxious, and kept asking for medicine and doctors, and sat on the bedside every day to serve the old lady. After a few days, the old lady was skinny and weak.

On this day, Zhao Langzhen boiled another bowl of thick and sticky vegetable porridge, knelt in front of the old lady's bed, and persuaded with tears: "A-Niang, if you don't eat or drink, no matter how healthy you are, you can't survive for a few days, people are iron rice and steel, you can eat and drink a little, survive a few days, this disease will take a turn for the better, otherwise I will feel guilty for a lifetime......"

Zhao Lang's true feelings finally touched the old lady, she bent herself up with tears, took the bowl and swallowed it in one gulp.

After that, Zhao Langzhen and the old lady have been dependent on each other for eleven years.