Outside the Cui Building, the night breeze was blowing, and it was raining lightly in the sky, Liu Hao was snorting and staring at Cui Lou viciously.

The big man in black ran to Liu Hao's side with his arms in his arms: "Young master, it's almost time, I guess Lu Shen shouldn't come out." ”

Liu Hao's face was hideous: "Damn it, you actually became a turtle with a shrunken head!" ”

"Young master, it's still raining this day, why don't we go back first?"

"No, I don't believe that Ping'er will leave a little housekeeper to spend the night in the Cui Building?!"

At the gate of the Cui Building, a little maid with an umbrella came over, "Young Master Liu, Mr. Lu has left." ”

"What? When did he leave, and why didn't I see him? ”

"The gentleman woke up and left through the back door."

Liu Hao was stunned, and jumped to his feet in anger: "Damn Lu Shen, it's not a man!" He's a scoundrel, a coward, a big fool! ”

The little maid glanced at Liu Hao, and handed over the three umbrellas casually: "It's raining heavily outside, this is the umbrella that Mr. specially ordered to give you when he left." ”

Liu Hao glared, and almost didn't come up in one breath: "Don't, Lao Tzu doesn't want his umbrella." ”

"Lu Shen, you fucking wait for me!"

Outside the flower street, a carriage traveled in the rain, and Lu Shen rubbed his head a little swollen in the carriage: "What kind of wine are you, it's too hard to drink." ”

Ping'er, who personally sent Lu Shen back, wrapped herself in a white fox blanket and leaned lazily on the carriage: "This is the best wine in Qiantang County, you actually say it's unpleasant?" ”

"The best wine?"

Lu Shen was melancholy, this kind of sour, spicy and choking wine, if it weren't for the fact that he was about to recite a poem just now, the ghost would drink it.

After so many years, Lu Shen has not thought about winemaking, but for people like him who didn't drink in his previous life, he really doesn't have much interest in wine.

However, this experience taught me that I should put the brewing of sake on the agenda when I went back.

Ping'er's beautiful eyes were repeated: "Mr. is really impressive, a hundred poems about fighting wine!" ”

"I estimate that tomorrow's Qiantang will be boiling again because of Mr."

Lu Shen smiled lightly: "I don't know how to make poetry, I'm just a porter of poetry." ”

"Porter?"

Ping'er sneered, looking even more charming and moving, which made Lu Shen unconsciously stunned.

Outside came the neighing of horses, followed by a hoarse voice: "Stop, die!" ”

Ping'er's face changed greatly, and she said urgently: "Quick, rush over!" ”

Outside, the coachman's screams were heard, and then the carriage leaned forward with a terrible neigh, and a long sword stabbed itself through the curtain.

Lu Shen grabbed Ping'er's waist and rushed out directly through the roof of the car.

In the drizzle, a man dressed in white looked at Lu Shen indifferently: "I didn't expect a little housekeeper to have such skills." ”

Lu Shen's eyes narrowed slightly: "Who are you?" ”

"The one who wants your life."

The killer's gaze fell on Ping'er, and his eyes waved: "I underestimated you, and even fell in love with the Oiran of Cuilou." However, being a pair of mandarin ducks is not lonely on the Huangquan Road. ”

Ping'er's color changed: "Who are you, you actually openly assassinated in Qiantang City." ”

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

The killer's figure was like lightning, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at Lu Shen.

Lu Shen hugged Ping'er's figure and retreated, his left hand was like lightning, slapping towards the hilt of the sword.

The long sword swirled and slashed straight at Lu Shen's arm.

Lu Shen gently sent Ping'er with his right hand, his figure was short, and he smashed directly with a long fist.

The killer sneered, his figure retreated, and his left hand waved out directly.

Lu Shen's head was slightly tilted, and his right hand directly made a big whirl, and a hidden weapon remained in the palm of his hand.

The killer's face suddenly became solemn: "You can actually take my secret weapon!" ”

Looking at a black mangdart in his palm, Lu Shen chuckled: "The killer list is ranked ninety-seventh, and the left-handed secret arrow is He Wu?" ”

He Wu's expression changed greatly: "Who are you?" ”

Lu Shen said indifferently: "But Liu Chen asked you to come?" ”

He Wu's figure retreated, and the long sword crossed forward: "Who are you?" ”

Lu Shen chuckled: "I am a little housekeeper in the Cui Mansion. ”

"Impossible! How is it possible for a housekeeper to know the killer list? ”

"Killer list?" Lu Shen lowered his head and chuckled, and the rain fell around his body, rippling a faint layer of mist.

"Externalization of internal forces?" He Wu gasped: "You are not a housekeeper at all!" ”

Lu Shen moved, the rain curtain seemed to be torn open violently, and in a trance, He Wu's white palm had already arrived in front of him.

He Wu's expression changed greatly, and he was about to raise his long sword, but found that his arms couldn't be raised.

Lu Shen pretended to smile: "The first rule of the killer: never get distracted." ”

In the rain, He Wu felt a chill on his back, and he was in a cold sweat: "You actually know the killer guidelines?" You, you are? ”

Lu Shen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he laughed in a low voice: "Because the guidelines are written by me." ”

"You, you're ..... Tanhualang? ”

"I'm not good at martial arts, but I didn't expect to be Tanhualang until today."

He Wu couldn't help but be frightened: "You, are you really Tanhualang?" ”

Lu Shen nodded: "I won't kill you today, come to Cui Mansion to find me tomorrow." ”

After speaking, Lu Shen turned around and walked towards Ping'er.

In the rain, Ping'er was tightly wrapped in a thin blanket of white foxes, and her eyes were panicked: "Lu Shen, you, you ......"

Lu Shen smiled: "What are you, didn't you see the two of us shaking hands and making peace?" 3”

Cui Mansion.

Cui Yingluo looked at Yumu with a worried expression: "This damn guy, why didn't he know to come back?" ”

Gong Luoyan was bored with the lanterns: "Presumably the girl in Flower Street is too enthusiastic, so Lu Shen won't come back?" ”

Cui Yingluo snorted: "I know, why did this damn guy see those two bewitching foxes with lustful expressions, and none of the men are good things." ”

Gong Luoyan sneered: "Sister Yingluo, Lu Shen is not your person yet, are you so jealous?" ”

"What nonsense, how can I eat his vinegar."

Gong Luoyan walked to Cui Yingluo's side and said confidently: "Don't worry, Lu Shen is not that kind of person." ”

"How can you be so sure he's not like that?"

Gong Luoyan nodded his finger in front of Cui Yingluo: "He is not tempted to have such a good family at home, will he go to Flower Street to stay overnight?" ”

"But ......"

Gong Luoyan smiled: "Don't be, maybe I'll be back in a while." ”

The little maid trotted over from outside: "Miss, Mr. Lu is back." ”

When Cui Yingluo heard this, she was about to walk out in a hurry, but before she had taken a few steps, she stopped and asked, "Came back alone?" ”

"No, it was sent back by Miss Ping'er from Flower Street."

Cui Yingluo sighed softly and turned back to the room.

"Sister, what are you?"

Cui Yingluo sat there indifferently: "Since you are back, let's arrange for Mr. to rest." ”

"By the way, tell him not to forget to patrol the shop early tomorrow morning."

Gong Luoyan sneered: "Sister, aren't you going to take a look?" ”

"Why should I look at him, he is now taken care of by someone around him, didn't I delay other people's good things in the past."

Gong Luoyan nodded seriously: "That's right, it's all like this, they are still like glue, it's really hard to give up." ”