Zhou Xuan rarely went to Mengfu these days, he wandered around the street alone, and he was a little tired.

The streets are bustling with traffic, lined with shops and bewildering items.

Restaurants, teahouses, grocery stores, pawnshops and cotton shops are nothing new in Zhou Xuan's eyes. He glanced at the various stalls on both sides of the street.

When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he turned around and walked into a small shop called Jicui Zhai, which was a framed calligraphy and painting business, and sat down on a chair in the middle of the shop to rest. The shop is not big, there are four tables of eight immortals in the middle, some of which are covered with paper, pen and ink, some are stacked with calligraphy and paintings rolled into scrolls, and miscellaneous items, and the surrounding walls are full of calligraphy and paintings.

As soon as the door of the store opened, one in front of the other, two people came in, one color black cloth robe, both of them did not look good, one was a black scarred face, and the other was a pockmarked face.

"Shopkeeper!" Mazi shouted.

"Come on! I wonder what the guest officer commanded? Hearing movement in the store, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked out of the back room.

Mazi glanced sideways at Zhou Xuan, who was sitting on the side, and saw that he was looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but he didn't notice this, so he whispered to the shopkeeper: "I have a painting here, please frame it!" With that, he took out a painting from his bosom, opened it, and laid it on the counter.

The shopkeeper squinted, flipped over and over for a while, and did not say a word for a long time.

"What? Shops, what's the problem? Mazi said.

"Where did this painting come from?" The shopkeeper asked casually.

Mazi looked at the black-faced Scarface, turned his head, opened his mouse eyes wide, and said to the shopkeeper, "Why are you so talkative!" If you are asked to frame the painting, you can frame it, and ask so much why do you do it! ”

"Mounting can be framed, it's just that this painting is so strange!" The shopkeeper stared at the painting, frowning and whispering.

The black-faced Scarface leaned over, looked at the unfolded picture, and said curiously, "What's so strange?" ”

"This painting is still good in terms of overall and material, the painting is delicate, the characters are vivid, and it is a good painting! However, the general ancient paintings are genuine, all of them have frames, inscriptions, seals, years and months, and there is no such thing! ”

Mazi said impatiently: "What do you care about it so much!" I just need to know, is this painting worth anything? ”

The shopkeeper nodded without thinking, "Unless it's an ancient strange painting, without these bits and pieces, if it's a strange painting, this is not an ordinary value!" ”

After listening to the words of the shopkeeper, the pockmarked face and the black-faced scarred face looked at each other, dumbfounded, and speechless for a long time.

The shopkeeper took a notebook, wrote a few sentences on it, looked up and said to the two of them: "You leave the painting here, you can come and pick it up in three days!" ”

"What? Three days later? Three days later, hey, shopkeeper, what are you kidding me! What should I do if you lose it for me? I want you to frame it now, our lord is in a hurry! Mazi said with a blushing face.

"Two, this is a meticulous job!" The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Don't do this, that, tell you to frame it now, and you will get it done immediately!" The black-faced Scarface looked a little impatient, kicked on the wooden bench, and said sharply.

The shopkeeper was taken aback, but he still said with an embarrassed face: "Two guest officers, I really need some time, and besides, I have other work on hand!" ”

"If you do other work, you just put it down first, do you know who our master is?" Blackface Scarface said.

"Who is it?"

"Say it for fear of scaring you! My lord is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, whoever sees everyone has to bend over Zhang Xiangui, Zhang Ye! You go and ask, our family Zhang Ye said one, who dares to say two! ”

Hearing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly bowed down and nodded, accompanied by a smiling face. "Master Zhang! Know! Know! I really don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, so I'll ask someone to get it for you quickly! ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he still had his face with him

With an embarrassed look, he added: "It's just, two masters!" Framing is a delicate job! Zhang Ye's work, I can't have a little mistake, omission! I don't know if the two masters can give me more time, tomorrow! I did it overnight! This does take time, I want to paste, whether it is paper or silk fabrics are to be careful, slurry, back, back strip, mounting, repair, drying, on the shaft, you talk about which step of the process is not to be completed carefully, which step does not need some time. If not, you see."

"Less fucking bullshit! You have to do this job, and if you don't do it, you have to do it! You just do it now, and we'll both be waiting here! ”

The black-faced Scarface kicked the stool out with a menacing kick, and slapped the table with his hand.

This posture frightened the shopkeeper, and he hurriedly accompanied the smiling face and said, "How offensive I was just now, this master, please forgive me!" Okay, I'll get it right away! Get it right away! It's just that I really can't make it today.."

The black-faced Scarface was still angry, and was stopped by Mazi.

"Well, we don't embarrass you, the process is complicated, and it does take some time, so let's get it at dusk tomorrow!"

"But .."

The black-faced scarface pulled Mazi's arm, "Didn't we Zhang Ye say that there can't be a little mistake, this painting is placed here with him, in case..."

Mazi smiled faintly, "Dude is really worried!" You put your heart back in your belly! Just one night, what else can go wrong! I know that this is indeed a delicate job, if it is done in a hurry and sloppily, it will be difficult for Zhang Ye to deal with it! ”

Black-faced Scarface thought for a moment and put away his feet on the chair, "Okay, it's not difficult for me to be for you, so be it!" Listen, tomorrow at this time, we'll pick it up, if there's a little bit of a mistake." He looked left and right, "Watch your head!" ”

"Yes! Be! ”

The shopkeeper nodded as if he was pecking rice, and promised to do so.

Zhou Xuan got up and looked around the small shop casually, found a suitable position, and stopped.

Asako coughed lightly.

Tacit understanding, tacit understanding!

Zhou Xuan just saw Mazi's eyes, and naturally understood everything in his heart.

Mazi is Zhang Xiangui's subordinate, and he is also Zhou Xuan's friend for many years in the rivers and lakes, at the beginning, Zhang Xiangui sent people to ambush around the Meng Mansion to hunt down Zhou Xuan, if it weren't for Mazi's ventilation message, the one who died in the wheat field should be Zhou Xuan himself! Mazi's help allowed Zhou Xuan to escape, but Meng Jiagui innocently became a substitute ghost.

The two met again in private, Zhou Xuan was grateful to Mazi for saving his life, and when he learned that the painting fell into the hands of Zhang Xiangui, he proposed that the two conspire to make another fortune, and Mazi readily agreed.

Zhou Xuan secretly got up and glanced at the open painting, and the scene of several naughty children traveling on the dark brown scroll jumped into his eyes. He couldn't help but gasp, this is the painting! Picture of a magical child's outing.

Meng Xichang was kind to Zhou Xuan, and more than once saved Zhou Xuan from danger, and at this point, Zhou Xuan was very grateful! But at the same time, he also has some places that are not used to Meng Xichang, Zhou Xuan has helped Meng Xichang do a lot of things, everyone's interests are mutual, but Meng Xichang always has a sense of superiority above him, as if everything Zhou Xuan has worked hard to get is due to his gifts, and what is even more hateful is that his son Meng Jiagui is just like him, and he is always domineering in front of him. If it weren't for these two people, Zhou Xuan's daughter-in-law's revenge would have been avenged long ago.

Meng Jiagui's death made Zhou Xuan feel deeply frightened and uneasy, but after thinking about it, he didn't kill people after all! As soon as the rumors passed, he went to the door himself, expressed his condolences and sympathy to Meng Xichang, and pointed the finger of suspicion at Zhang Xiangui, vowing to avenge Meng Jiagui. Meng Xichang was convinced of his words, and took him in to live in his house for a while.

The bloody case in the wheat field in the suburbs has been so long

Time has not been solved, and it has gradually become an unsolved case, and gradually faded out of people's field of vision. So, Mazi found Zhou Xuan, and the two of them summed up again, thinking that it was time to get the painting out of Zhang Xiangui's hands!

The door of the small shop opened, and another customer walked in, Zhou Xuan took advantage of the lack of attention and secretly withdrew from the small store first.

The next day, at dusk.

Zhou Xuan came to this calligraphy and painting shop early, but he didn't go in. He hid in an alley not far away, spying on the movement.

Sure enough, the black-faced Scarface and the pockmarked came as scheduled to get the painting. They quietly entered the shop, and in a short time they came out of the shop, one in front with a painting in his hand, and the other followed in the direction from which he came.

Zhou Xuan quietly followed.

When they were almost halfway through a small alley, Hei Mian, who was walking behind, seemed to have noticed that someone was following him, so he stopped, looked back, and Zhou Xuan hurriedly hid in the doorway of a household.

This small alley is very familiar to Zhou Xuan, and there is a small road to detour to the front.

When the two of them were about to reach the end of the alley, a person suddenly flashed in front of them. The face is obscured by a black cloth towel, and only two eyes are exposed.

"Who? Who is it? ”

"Hah, whoever I am! Bring the painting! Spare you from dying! ”

When the Mazi in front of him heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hugged the bag containing the painting and ran away, scolding while running, "His uncle's!" What Lao Tzu is afraid of, what will come! Sunspot! Hurry up! ”

When the black-faced scarface in the back saw this, he said that it was too late, and it was too fast, and he "swished" and pulled out a bright knife from his body, and with a cold and murderous aura, he flew straight towards the masked man. The masked man flashed, only to hear the sound of "dang", the sharp blade that flashed blue light grazed his ear and nailed it to the pillar behind him, the masked man pulled out the knife with his backhand, and snorted coldly: "It's quite ruthless!" The subordinate surnamed Zhang is nothing more than that! ”

In front, Mazi took advantage of the masked man's distraction and plunged into a dark alley next to him.

He ran all the way to his life, until there was no sound behind him, and thinking that Kuroko was resisting the other party, he gasped for breath and gradually stopped.

The alley is very dark, and the view is only twenty or thirty meters.

Mazi turned around, and there was a dead silence behind him, and he couldn't be sure if it was safe, so he had to walk forward in frustration.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew over and threw him to the ground.

This fall made a whole dog gnaw mud.

Mazi licked the slightly fishy upper gum and was about to get up, a snowy dagger shook in front of his eyes, and then pointed directly at the painting in his hand.

"Mom! Big brother spares his life! ”

Seeing this, Mako's legs weakened and he sat down on the ground. The masked man went up to grab the painting, but was knocked down by the black-faced scarface behind him, and when he reacted, the tip of the man's knife had reached in front of his eyes, and with a slight pick, the cloth towel shook off.

The masked man was Zhou Xuan, he saw that the situation was not good, he turned around, dodged the knife in the hand of the black-faced scarface sideways, jumped over, jumped and snatched the painting in Mazi's hand, and ran away.

"Quick, chase!"

"There are robbers! Catch the robbers! Someone is blocking the road and robbing it! ”

Zhou Xuan heard the people behind him shouting, and he couldn't care about it, so he ran forward desperately, turning around, until there was no movement behind him, he stopped, panting,

Bandit?

Zhou Xuan snorted in his nose, who is the robber!

What a thief shouts to catch a thief!

Pockmark! This guy is acting like he's fucking real!

The corners of Zhou Xuan's mouth provoked a smile upward, turned his head, glanced at it secretly, looked around again, gently checked the painting in his hand, and a sly smile appeared on his face. Then, he found a trail in the middle of nowhere and disappeared.