At the end of Yong'an, houses made of chaotic stone bricks are scattered on both sides of the rain alley.

From a distance, a whole row of eaves with high and low eaves stretches one after another.

That is the most chaotic area in Yong'an - Yong'an black market.

In the past two days, there have been several light rains, several alleys have been splashed wet, the old walls have climbed fine and dense moss, and the faint smell of moldy dampness has volatilized.

Because the edge of the street is connected to Yong'an Mountain, the early morning mountain fog spreads thickly, so that the entire street and alley are shrouded in this thick fog.

The wooden shelves of the walls and windows at the mouth of the flower alley are decorated with roses, and a paper screen and painting table are placed on the wall.

Sitting on the edge of the painting table is a young man dressed as a scholar, wearing a light smoke-colored silk hat on his head.

Paradoxically, the boy did not take up the pen to paint, but leaned lazily on the edge of the drawing table, with the brim of his hat slightly lowered, revealing the high bridge of his nose, the superior shape of his lips that were drawn into lines, and the dazzling white skin of the corner of his jaw.

He bowed his head slightly, his slender and clean fingers folded the paper in his hand, and folded it into the shape of a flower on the other side as he pleased.

What no one knew was that the other side flower he folded was exactly the same shape as the other side flower tattooed on Lin Weixu's waist.

Fu Su carefully looked at the flower in his hand, and became interested, and picked up the brush to dye it the same black.

Finally, he set it aside and waited for it to dry.

Two days ago, on the way back to Yong'an, he asked Gu Danmo "because of what", but Gu Danmo just sneered and replied to him, "Not because of anything, I just know that sooner or later you will regret it."

After that, Gu Danmo threw him here in the black market, because he left the base for three days without permission, so he gave him a task to assist Dali Temple in arresting a murderer who was hiding in the black market, which can be regarded as punishment and spur.

Fu Su was arranged to pretend to be a painting scholar at the mouth of Huaxiang, squatting to keep an eye on people passing by.

There are a lot of women with heavy makeup and bright makeup living in Flower Lane, and some children who are dressed in tatters, and they always love to make trouble in this area.

At night, there are many men who come to have fun.

Gu Danmo sent Fu Su here, as if he wanted Fu Su to retreat in the face of difficulties.

It seems that as long as Fusu dares to trespass again, soon Huaxiang will be reduced to Fusu's situation.

But in fact, Fu Su didn't care about all the pickled things in Flower Lane, he folded one flower after another and dyed it into an extremely pure black.

The freshly dried flowers on the other side were suddenly picked and taken away.

"Little boy, how to sell this flower, it's so beautiful!"

The wind was gently blowing, and the brim of the hat was slightly raised, and he looked over with half-closed lazy eyes.

The man held the flower in his hand, and his fingers were still stroking his hand up and down, and he liked it very much.

Fu Su stared at the flower in his hand, slowly narrowing his eyes, making sure of the message.

As if he wasn't touching a paper flower.

It's something else.

"What about you? Do you know how to do business? The man looked at Fusu a little impatiently.

Fu Su raised his eyelids and asked in a low and slow voice, "Do you like it?" ”

"Nonsense, I will buy it from you if I like it!"

Fu Su Wan'er stood up unhurriedly, looked at him lacklustrely, and stepped forward.

"You can't sell it—uh!"

Before the words fell, the black demon flower that was originally held by the man fell to the ground.

And...... Two bloody severed fingers.

Broken alive.

And the man didn't even have time to make a sound before he was knocked unconscious.

Fu Su leaned down very gentlemanly, picked up the flowers that had fallen on the ground, and wiped them clean with the cleanest snow-colored handkerchief.

A light smile appeared on his sickly and cold face.

At this time, a black-robed man came out of the corner of Flower Lane.

He took in the cruel scene of Fu Su quietly breaking people's fingers, and when Fu Su turned around to clean up the painting table, he walked to the painting table and raised his hand to knock on the table.

Fu Su raised his eyes and glanced at him, his gaze was faint, and there was no obvious joy or sorrow.

Fu Su recognized at a glance that the black-robed man in front of him was basically the same as the portrait of the murderer that Gu Danmo threw at him.

The black-robed man smiled calmly at him: "Little brother, you and I see that you have a lot of potential, don't sell flowers and paintings here, if you are really short of money, I will take you up the mountain to do some big business, how about it?" ”

Fu Su set up a painting table here in Flower Lane for two days, and the black-robed man was not ignorant.

On the contrary, he cared more than anyone in the flower alley about this seemingly weak scholar who suddenly appeared.

What if it's the Dali Temple that comes to watch in disguise?

But from the moment when Su Fang broke off the fingers of a living person in a cruel way, the black-robed man determined a fact - this person was not sent by Dali Temple.

If a person sent by the imperial court, how could he have lost his conscience so much that he broke off his fingers just because someone touched one of his flowers?

Apparently this man is like him...... There is a violent factor in his bones.

This is also the reason why the man in the black robe took the initiative to show up and come out.

He needs such people.

He believed that as long as the boy was willing to agree, the boy would definitely be a good helper for him in the future.

Fu Su tilted his head slightly and thought for a moment, and smiled lazily: "Okay." ”

There was indeed a hint of smiling in his eyes.

It seems that the murderer in front of him is really a raccoon dog.

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This year, I don't know who set the location for summer hunting, and I didn't choose a good suburb of Beijing, but chose Yong'an Mountain.

But after all, His Majesty the Emperor has no objection to this, and the rest of the people will naturally not say anything.

Most of the people who participated in the summer hunt this time were royal relatives and nobles, and the famous Houmen family in the capital, and the most surprising thing was that the national teacher, who had never been interested in hunting, also came this time.

I heard that every time a hunt was held before, the emperor personally invited the national teacher, but the national teacher refused to come.

And this time, I don't know if it was because Mu and Wang were also present, and the national teacher actually came.

Among these people who came, who didn't know that Mu Hewang and the national teacher once had a fateful friendship, but this kind of friendship, and in the end, because of the hatred of killing his wife, the relationship between the two quickly fell apart.

Speaking of which, this summer hunt turned out to be the first meeting between the National Teacher and Mu He Wang in recent years.

For this reason, on the way to Yong'an Mountain, many children of the royal family bet with great interest, betting on whether the two of them would fight on the hunting ground......

"I guess so! After all, it's the hatred of killing his wife! ”

"Fight, fight! I'm looking forward to it! I remember that the last time I saw our national teachers fight, it was the year before last, so let's see if Mu and Wang have the ability to make the national teachers do it! ”

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