Chase?Lin Xiao?

Although these two names are him, they represent different meanings.

One is his past and the other is his future.

He thought for a moment and replied to Lin Xiao.

If you really know his father, then you must know what the name represents.

"What's going on?"

"The old man knows the king, but the king doesn't know the old man, why not?"

Hearing his answer, the people in the room did not answer, and fell into silence again, and Zhu'an was not in a hurry, but stood patiently outside the door and waited.

Listening to the faint sound of rustling in the room, the voice that had just spoken to him sounded again.

"Come in. ”

The door in front of me opened a crack by itself, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

Chai An paused slightly, and then calmly stepped into the room.

In the eye, it is a particularly beautifully decorated room, with a screen standing on the right side, drawing the auspicious pattern of the crane soaring for nine days, dividing this spacious room, it is not like what he imagined, because the person gave him a more restrained feeling, so it is speculated that the place to live will be simpler and more rigid.

A man was sitting at the table, looking at him fixedly, still dressed as he had been when I first saw him yesterday, with a black blindfold over his right eye, tied to his forehead with a colored rope, and two shiny earrings hanging from his ears.

The leader of the sand bandits squinted his eyes at Zhu'an, stretched out his hand and poured two cups of tea, using a blue and white porcelain tea cup, with turquoise tea, which was particularly pleasing to the eye, leisurely braving the white mist, so that his expression seemed to be less sharp than yesterday.

"I don't know who the deceased is?"

But his hand movements are not gentle.

The leader of the sand bandits slapped the table, and one of the cups of tea rose into the air, spinning rapidly, and only one drop of the tea in it was spilled on the table, like a hidden weapon that had been shot out, with a fierce wind hitting the Zhu'an side.

Hearing the question, Zhu'an didn't answer in a hurry, but raised his hand to meet the cup of tea in a hurry, and quickly fished it into the air, drawing a beautiful arc, turning his wrist dexterously, and then blinking when the cup of tea had appeared steadily on his fingertips, still maintaining a high-speed rotation, not a drop was spilled, and there was not even a ripple in the cup of tea, the movement was both casual and elegant, as if he was just playing with a small pebble at random.

He walked to the table with the cup of tea in one finger, and with a fingertip he placed the cup of tea in the corner of the table, and struck him in the face.

The corner of the sand bandit leader's lips hooked up a smile of unknown meaning, "The tea temperature is just right, I don't know if this cup of tea is in line with the child's heart." ”

Zhu'an Wenyan replied: "The tea brewed by the predecessors is naturally to be tasted seriously. ”

"Please. ”

The leader of the bandits made an inviting gesture and prepared to have a drink with Zhu'an.

However, before the leader of the sand bandits reached out to pick up the cup of tea in front of him, Zhu An suddenly reached out and knocked on the corner of the table, with a very light movement, the cup of tea seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force, and suddenly stretched out from the leader of the sand bandits

The finger holding the cup slipped between the fingers, like a dexterous animal, and the next second the cup of tea fell into Zhu'an's hand.

He held the cup of tea with his jade-like fingers, turned the wall of the cup and looked around carefully, as if admiring the blue and white flowers painted on the white porcelain cup, and saw the sand bandit leader's body move unnaturally, and he almost stood up and stopped him.

He smiled silently, and casually placed the cup of tea to the right of the cup in the corner of the table.

The leader of the sand bandits looked up at him with a faint look of displeasure.

"What does that mean?"

Zhu'an laughed, his fingertips knocked on the wall of the teacup at will, and with a crisp sound, the turquoise tea in the cup rippled like spring water thrown into the stones.

The best Lushan clouds and mist are much better than the tea that the He family can take out to entertain guests, and this kind of tea cannot be grown in the northwest, and it is probably snatched from the hands of the past caravans.

Now they entertain him.

Only robbers can rob other people's things and show off them with peace of mind.

"The younger generation rashly came to visit, naturally it was the younger generation who served tea, how could I bother the seniors to pour tea for me. ”

He didn't play any more fancy tricks, reached out and pushed the two cups of tea in front of him together, and sent them to the leader of the bandits.

"Since the seniors have already poured the tea, why don't you let the seniors take a cup first, borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and talk about it. ”

The sand bandit leader's gaze stayed on Zhu'an's face, as if he wanted to see something through his expression, but Zhu'an had always had a humble and natural look, there was nothing wrong with him, but it made him a little unpredictable, looking at the two cups of tea in front of him, he seemed a little hesitant, and after a while, he reached out and picked up the tea on the right, pushed back the cup that was first sent to Zhu'an, and motioned him to drink it.

Zhu'an smiled silently, reached out and picked up the remaining cup of tea, raised his wrist a little, and slowly brought the tea to his lips, only to find that the leader of the bandits just picked up the tea cup and pinched it in his hand and did not drink it immediately, his eyes followed his movements, and seemed to care about whether he drank the cup of tea or not.

Zhu'an suddenly lowered his hand again, and the sand bandit leader's gaze also looked away.

Sensing his movements, Zhu An stared at him with a smile but didn't say a word, which made the leader of the sand bandits a little unnatural, and he hurriedly lowered his head and raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice.

Take the initiative to look away, so as not to make the atmosphere more subtle.

The room fell silent, even the sound of breathing could be amplified, and the leader of the sand bandits really couldn't stand such a strange atmosphere, and was hesitating to say something, but Zhu'an suddenly chuckled.

A strange look appeared on his face, and he asked innocently: "Why don't the seniors drink it?" Do you think that the tea ceremony given by the juniors is not enough?"

No matter what he said now, it was like the siege had been lifted, and the leader of the sand bandits quickly waved his hand, stabilized his mind slightly, and returned to a profound senior posture, "How come." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the tea in his hand and drank it all, but the afterglow continued to drift towards Zhu'an.

The smile on Zhu'an's lips did not decrease, and his attitude was gentle and natural, "It seems that the seniors are more concerned about the matter of treating me well, so I can't save the face of the seniors.

I thanked my seniors for entertaining this cup of tea. ”

Under the earnest gaze of the leader of the sand bandits, Zhu'an raised the teacup and took a sip, the smile on his face was a lot warmer, and praised: "I haven't drunk such a fragrant and sweet taste for a long time. ”

After speaking, he lifted the teacup and drank it all, flipped the bottom of the white porcelain teacup to the leader of the sand bandits, and asked with a smile: "Can I ask my seniors for another cup?"

The leader of the sand bandits smiled a little overjoyed when he saw that he had drunk the cup of tea, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and the expression on his face became more and more amiable, which was very different from the tense feeling of sabre-rattling during the confrontation yesterday.

"Good tea still needs connoisseurship, not to mention a cup, naturally it is as much as you want! Come, sit down first, sit down and say. ”

Motioning for him to sit down, he raised his hand and poured him an empty teacup.

Zhu An thanked him gently, and sat down opposite the leader of the sand bandits.

The freshly poured tea in front of him kept wafting out a white mist, and there was a hint of laziness on his handsome face, which was really intoxicating and soft.

Zhu'an's blinking movements became slower and slower, and he seemed to be really sleepy, trying to cheer up and raise his hands to support his head, his wet eyes looked like a harmless fawn.

I'm sleepy, maybe I'll be better at talking.

"Well, it's a very fragrant ......."

Under the eager gaze of the leader of the bandits, those eyes slowly closed.

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"It's finished?"

The room was silent for a moment, and suddenly a head appeared from behind the screen, looked vigilantly at the two people sitting opposite the table, and asked in a low voice.

The leader of the sand bandits at the table leaned over and pushed the unconscious young man in front of him, seeing that he had no reaction, he laughed proudly, "It's done! I can't think of drinking such a large dose of sweat medicine, but it's hard to reach the sky!"

The questioner came out from behind the screen, dressed in black, followed by several similarly dressed bandits.

There were several people hiding in this room.

One of the sand bandits walked to the table and looked at the sleeping boy, and asked with a slight hesitation, "Didn't this kid say that he came to find the raven boss? In case it is a friend of the boss, we have drugged him privately, and if the boss is angry, he will not be able to finish eating and go away!"

Another tall sand bandit said, "How is that possible? When have you ever seen our boss have friends? I've been here for five or six years, and I've never seen any friends with my boss." To tell the truth, the boss is a lone wolf! He has always been a loner, but this kid suddenly appeared and wanted to see the boss, which is really weird, let's find out the purpose of his coming first! Don't bother the boss with such trivial matters, let's interrogate and interrogate him first, and we won't kill him anyway!"

Several sand bandits gathered around the table and began to talk about the stunned Zhu'an.

In the early morning, the boss went out alone again, often they are used to this, since the boss is not at home, leaving them to stay at home, naturally they can't let such strangers of unknown origin blend in.

But if you can't figure out the origin, it's most appropriate to first stun and tie them up and interrogate them slowly.

Several of them joined the sand bandits

After a long time, they naturally have a bit of status, the boss is not there, and the new sand bandits are still young in seniority, and it is difficult to cope with unexpected situations, so they naturally have to have the consciousness of being seniors and take out the courage to be in charge.

So when the little sand bandit who was guarding the door came to inform them in a panic, the few of them discussed, and the most senior person secretly took the clothes of the raven boss and pretended to be the boss, so that Zhu'an could let down his guard and drink the tea that had been drenched in a large amount of sweat medicine.

Even if there are only a few tricks, it is not difficult to see that this young man has a bit of cultivation, but being stunned like this is not just a little lamb who has been obediently slaughtered.

The somewhat cautious sand bandit sat down at the table, carefully looking at the unconscious young man in front of him, and suddenly understood the reason why Fang Cai always felt that this person was familiar.

He slapped the table and said in surprise, "Hey! Isn't this the stinky boy who blocked our way yesterday?

As soon as he said this, several sand bandits who traveled with him yesterday also came over to take a look, and they all recognized Zhu'an.

"We've got a terrible boy!"

(End of chapter)