Twilight.

Qingyu is a little smaller.

Xin Zhuo didn't hold an umbrella, and when he returned to Fulongzhai, he was already soaked.

When I opened the kitchen door, there was no smoke and fire in the past, there was wine in the corner, a whole jar of burnt knives, and a dry air-dried leg of lamb hanging on the side.

He put the leg of mutton in the pot, added water, peppercorns, and star anise, and boiled for an hour, and then carried the leg of mutton and the burning knife into the hall.

The sheepskin and fat were fed to Xiao Huang, and he gently peeled a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth to chew, then lifted the wine jar and poured a mouthful.

The wine is not strong, it is only about 20 degrees, but half of the altar is down, people are still a little floating, and the mutton is eaten in the mouth, and there is no taste.

His expression was a little numb, and his eyes were straightforward.

It's been seven days, and he has thought of countless ways to break the game, but unfortunately he can't resist scrutiny.

Those masters, not stupid people, they are bent on your death, and any conspiracy is so weak.

Where is the hope?

He was only sixteen years old in this life, and even if the two lives were combined, he was only in his thirties, but in just a few days, he endured the torment that adults could not bear.

In his previous life, his mother died, his father disappeared in decadence, and in this life, he provoked the fate of the entire village, before which he did not feel a little bitter, and he was full of hope for the future.

He was an open-minded, strong-hearted, and confident man.

But...... Who would want to die?

There is still the last sentence left in "Jingxuandu Ertai Sutra", which is only thirty-five words.

Thirty-five words, I'm afraid I can't say it for a few days.

In the haze of drunken eyes, he saw a man and a woman appear in the courtyard.

It's vaguely familiar.

Shaking his dazed head, he looked again.

Wearing a white skirt, a snake bun, a graceful posture, a fair complexion, and handsome facial features, a kind of dignified and virtuous ladies jumped out.

This is a well-educated and etiquette-minded woman, although she does not have Hui Ruqing's original agility and playfulness, but she has a stability that Hui Ruqing can't reach.

Su Miaojin!

There was a strange flow of water in the center of her eyebrows than before, which added a bit of strange beauty to her.

It's just that Xin Zhuo already has a natural rejection and immunity to women at this time, even if a fairy descends to earth, he won't think about it.

So, he poured another sip of wine.

"You're drunk!"

Su Miaojin said softly, her eyes were a little complicated and ...... Unspeakable odd regrets.

"Where did you tell I was drunk?"

Xin Zhuo smiled and took another long sip of wine.

"Do you still recognize who I am?"

Su Miaojin pushed the plate containing the leg of mutton closer to him, sat down on another stool, and looked at him silently.

"Su Miaojin, I captured you, but I didn't expect to meet again!"

"yes!"

Su Miaojin's eyes became more complicated, and she said softly: "I have thought about what it is like to meet you again, hanging that Murong Xiu, who is a traitor and a thief, and sells his reputation and reputation, to beat him?" Throw the female thief who put a knife on my neck into the water tank?

Or also force you, let you hold a dagger and tremble in fear to find a short-term opinion, and then write a long list of tortures for you, and let Cui Ying'er and them negotiate with me......"

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a beautiful arc.

"Then you're going to be disappointed!"

Xin Zhuo chuckled, picked up the wine jar, and took another big sip, "They were robbed, and my life is not a few days to live, you have to take it, take it!" ”

Su Miaojin looked at him, frowning slightly: "You're really drunk!"

"No, you can still drink a jar!" Xin Zhuo took a big sip again and looked at her lightly, "Let's do it!" ”

Su Miaojin was silent, her hands clasped together, and a trace of anger appeared on her handsome face.

"If you don't do it, then get out!"

The corners of Xin Zhuo's mouth showed a trace of contempt, and he said coldly: "How many women can be trusted?" You didn't have half a score of martial arts at the beginning, and now I can't even see the depth of the realm, and women really know how to disguise. ”

I picked up the jar and wanted to drink it again, but I drank it empty.

Su Miaojin had already snatched the wine jar, slammed it on the ground, shattered it, and said coldly: "Where can the people who came to you at this time disguise themselves?" I'm a martial arts junior, what's the matter? Your life is on the line, is there still room to fall into the well?

Where is the thief who was high-spirited, dared to be the enemy of the world, rushed into battle with one gun, and took the life of Prince Dongyi in a thousand armies? ”

"It's all an illusion, it's gone, it's gone!"

Xin Zhuo roared angrily, but his eyes were incomparably bright and calm, his fingers dipped in the wine that had been spilled on the table, and he wrote a line:

[Now that I have said this, I must have known the whole story, and I know that you have a great deal of trouble, can you help?] 】

"I really misjudged you, people like you are really hopeless!"

Su Miaojin was angry, but she was slow to speak, stretched out her green jade fingers, and also dipped in wine and wrote a line on the table:

How can I help? Autumn, water, princess, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save your life! 】

"What does hopelessness have to do with you?"

[Just leave one life, anything. 】

"Heh, it has nothing to do with me, I want to see how you die!"

[Is it really okay?] 】

"Death is death, what about more spectators?"

[Even if the martial arts are abolished and the meridians are broken, you can do it! ] 】

"Huh, huh?"

[This...... Are you sure? 】

"Let's go! I don't want to see you! ”

【OK!】 】

"If you let me go, I'll go? Who are you when you are? ”

[So, I should be a little sure!] I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to cheer up in the future! 】

"It's strange to stand without leaving!"

[No problem! 】

【Good!】 When? 】

[Tomorrow afternoon, I will pinch the time, don't be late! ] 】

[You owe me a favor! 】

[Three favors, in the future, if you have an order, go to the soup and go to the fire, you will not give up! ] 】

【Good!】 】

"Rotten wood can't be carved! Wait for death, Xin Dog Thief! ”

Su Miaojin glanced at him deeply, turned around and left, the water around his body flowed, and the sky was full of blue rain for less than half a minute, and he had disappeared into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, two figures walked out of the cedar forest in the distance, Li Fuzi and Pu Jing Shitai, and the two watched Su Miaojin go away.

"How?"

"Xin Zhuo has a bad luck dragon qi infusion, of course he can't spare his life, it's just that the daughter of the king of Nanli County, the princess of Nanli County, the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family who has not passed the door, once he intervenes, I am afraid that it will be bad."

"The person possessed by the dragon qi of bad luck, the imperial court is afraid that it will not be able to stay, and the lord of Nanli County dares to risk the disapproval of the world?"

"She has the Jiang family!"

"That's right! I didn't expect that we would break our hearts for the life and death of the little thief! ”

"Shuiyue Nunnery and Qiugong Pavilion suppressed the dragon qi of Fulong Mountain, but the dragon qi has been filled with mountain thieves, who can afford it?"

"When this county lord was taken captive, I was about to make a move, but the master and Shi Taisheng stopped me, otherwise how could there be such a thing?"

"Xin Zhuo naturally didn't dare to take the county lord at the beginning, Shi Tai has been watching, in fact, if it wasn't for the county lord as a coercion and provoked this incident, who would know that he was infused with dragon qi?"

As the two spoke, they quickly swept to the Justice Hall, waved open the door, and glanced at it coldly.

saw that Xin Zhuo had already drunk on the table with the broken wine jar in his arms, and the leg of mutton in his hand had slid the table.

The two breathed a sigh of relief.