“……”

Yu Hua and Gong Long looked at each other, and the gas called "embarrassment" spread out, making them a little suffocated.

When Gong Long is bored, he has no other preferences, he likes to pretend to be a girl and flirt with men, because he looks androgynous, and in order to be a spy or something, he has practiced a little false voice, and his makeup is also a first-class slip.

It looks like the girl is really real.

At least more like a girl than her cousin.

I don't know how to develop such a hobby, I feel that after I get it, the thief has a sense of accomplishment, and finally ruthlessly blew up his identity, scum a lot of people.

Tried and tested, invincible.

I didn't expect it to be accidentally exposed this time.

But even if it wasn't exposed, he didn't dare to continue, if he accidentally pried open the corner of the wall......

She estimated that she would "cut" him into a real girl.

Gong Long coughed in order to relieve the embarrassment.

Due to the excessive fright just now, the range of action was a little large, and Gong Long's "steamed bun" almost fell off, and he subconsciously covered it.

Then he looked at Yu Hua.

“……”

Uh, it's already goofed.

Do you want to put it back on?

Gong Long is not not doing it, Yu Hua has no eyes to see, he turned around and left, his expression was still very calm, but his pace was hurried.

It seems that as long as he walks fast, embarrassment can't catch up with him.

The humanoid "embarrassed" Gong Long had no intention of catching up with him this time, he just wanted him to leave quickly, and then go back to change his clothes.

It seems that undressing can take off the embarrassment that follows you like a shadow.

Besides, he didn't want Ji Zhuo to know.

I almost pried her at the foot of the wall.

、、、、、、

Yu Hua selectively forgot about Gong Long.

also focused on forgetting a certain sentence he blurted out.

It seems that the embarrassment has been forgotten.

"Can I leave the house?"

Yu Hua has seen the incident just now, and he doesn't have much leisure to read, he just wants to try to find other things to divert his attention.

The subordinate who was making tea was stunned.

Seeing Yu Hua looking at himself, he realized that he was asking himself.

"This ...... Little ones to ask? ”

Yu Hua nodded, lowered his eyes and looked at a copper yuan in his hand, and a light smile suddenly bloomed on his lips, adding a little color to his originally cold face, but this smile had no temperature.

There is only mockery.

What's the use of him wanting such a theater?

He casually tossed the copper dollar on the table.

The copper yuan collided with the table crisply, and then after a few turns, it was soon lying quietly on the table.

Ji Zhuo was entertaining guests in the front yard, so naturally he didn't come over in person, and the next person came back and brought the word to Yu Hua:

For now, yes.

Yu Hua smiled, meaning unclear.

He picked up the copper dollar and prepared to leave the house and go to the theater, when the two soldiers consciously followed him.

It is called protection.

Is it more surveillance, or more protection.

Yu Hua couldn't tell for a while.

The person in charge of the theater changed, Master Li didn't know where he went, and after Yu Hua revealed his identity, he respectfully handed him the account book.

Yu Hua didn't bother to look at it and refused.

"Boss Yu is at his own convenience, even if there is something small." The steward said, Yu Hua nodded lightly.

He stood on the railing on the second floor, looking down at the stage downstairs.

The gongs and drums were noisy, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the actors on the stage were babbling and singing the lyrics in "Farewell My Concubine", which no longer belonged to him.

Yu Hua is not obsessed with singing.

Just standing here at this point.

Identity transformation from the person on stage to the person off stage.

made him a little abruptly separated from the world.

Since then, Yu Hua has come to the theater every morning, as long as he has free time.

His free time is the time when he is not idle.

He is also a senior, and sometimes he will guide the newcomers in the theater, and his life is dull and easy.

Except when you have to be "oppressed" by Ji Zhuo.

Still, such tranquility.

It's just the surface.

Maybe he was shot dead as soon as he poked his head out of the jeep around the corner of the street, or he was poisoned quietly when he drank tea to quench his thirst.

Luckily, none of the above has happened.

Yu Hua was still able to calmly send the tea noodles sent by Xiao Er to his mouth without changing color, and quietly looked at the innocent "Zhao Wuniang" on the stage downstairs.

At this time, she was singing "Pipa Ji", and the person who played "Zhao Wuniang" was a newcomer Xiaohuadan, a little girl with a tactful and lively voice.

It is said that my father fell ill and died.

There is not even a coffin book for burying my father at home.

In order to bury his father, this little flower girl sold herself in the theater, and with her hard work and talent, she became a little popular.

Yu Hua had mentored her.

After singing a song, Hua Dan stepped down, Yu Hua saw that the sky was getting dark, and she was about to leave, and happened to meet her in the aisle.

With a little joy on her face, she blessed him, "I haven't thanked Boss Yu for your guidance......"

Yu Hua helped her with his right hand.

After a few perfunctory words, he staggered and left.

He raised his right hand slightly, across his abdomen, and returned to the house with a calm expression, entered the door, and sent the people away.

He put his right hand down.

A sachet of mandarin ducks playing in the water slipped out of the sleeve, looking like a metaphor for a young girl's spring, Yu Hua's face turned cold.

The sachet is delicately embroidered, and the dark fragrance floats.

Yu Hua directly took the scissors, dismantled the sachet, and poured out the spices and a piece of rolled paper.

"Here ......

He laughed coldly and sarcastically.

Faith, don't think about it, it's the heir of the chapter.

That Hua Dan is the stake planted by Zhang Zuohei, probably knowing Yu Hua's fixed itinerary and waiting for the opportunity to move.

The last assassination was a temptation.

The temptation tested that he had a few catties and taels in his heart.

The result of the temptation must be very satisfying to Zhang Zuohei, but it's a pity to kill it, so it's better to hook up and use it for your own use.

And he was very confident that no one found out that he had assassinated him.

Yu Hua's identity was mentioned in the letter.

Shh

It seems to have the meaning of recognizing relatives.

Obviously, Zhang Zuoji got the news and knew that Yu Hua was Zhang Yongji's illegitimate son, but he didn't know that Yu Hua had a deep blood feud with the surname Zhang.

This is why Ji Zhuo asked him in the first place, "Zhang Zuoji knows, did you witness this?" ".

If you know.

Yu Hua has a blood feud with him.

It is estimated that the little flower girl in the theater is not stuffed with sachets, but knives or bullets.

Zhang Zuohei expressed the illusory brotherhood, Yu Hua directly skimmed over and looked at the final key content.

The point, of course, is to buy him.

"The legacy of Sancheng Chapter Eternal Taboo, but I am willing to open my mouth ......"

Yu Hua looked at the letter and sneered lightly, after Zhang Zuohei finished lyrical, he said that they are both brothers, and Zhang Yongji's inheritance has a share of Yu Hua's, and he is willing to give up thirty percent, which is really "sincere".

This is Zhang Yongji's legacy.

Thirty percent is enough to support his play.

If it weren't for the blood feud, Yu Hua might have been a little moved, but now he only feels ridiculous.

Yu Hua's eyebrows and eyes were frosty, suppressing a strong hatred, and finally turned into a smile, revealing a bit of weird demonization.

"Zhang Yongji has been buried in the ground, as a beast carved out of a mold with him......"

"I should accompany you to the Yellow Springs."