The news of Xiahou Ye's assassination soon spread in Nancheng, and the original version was that the assassin had infiltrated the banquet, and was suddenly assassinated while the newcomer was worshipping heaven and earth and kneeling down to worship his elders, and he was stabbed into the lungs with a sword, and died on the spot.

But the rumors slowly turned sour, and the swordsmen, who were most sensitive to blood and conspiracy, were the first to discuss the details of the day's flutter.

Most of the taverns at the mouth of Liuyin Alley are sunk underground, and even during the day, they have to be lit, and the tables, chairs and benches in the store are smoked all year round. No one with a bit of status will come to this place to drink, and there are outlaws from all over the world gathered here, as well as the most inferior swordsmen.

Fu Cheng sat in a corner, listening to the careful conversation at the next table about Xiahou's assassination.

"What a bad touch this is, Old Marquis Xia died on his son's wedding night. ”

"Hey, do you really believe that kid Chen Ming has a kind of assassination of Master Hou? Now it's going to make a fuss about Jinyiwei. ”

"Hey, I'm clear about this, I'll tell you quietly," a young man suddenly came over, squeezed into the table of the swordsmen, and said mysteriously: "Xiahou Ye's heart has been dug up half, you say that evil is not evil, kill people and kill people, what are you doing digging your heart?"

Goosebumps ran through the listener's body, but he still said, "it! Can you kill a Hou Ye in front of everyone's eyes and dig out half of your heart?" Are you a guard in Xiahou Mansion eating soft rice?"

The young man swore and said: "That's maybe, the rivers and lakes are so big, there are all kinds of people." ”

The young man didn't know where he heard it, and the posture of learning and selling now was like a storyteller, "I heard from the people in Xiahou Mansion that they were all crazy inside. At that time, the newlyweds were worshipping the church, and after the worship of tea, at this time, I don't know where an evil wind blew, and the candles of the entire wedding hall were all extinguished, and when the wax was lit again, Xiahou Ye died, and he was still holding the tea brought by the bride in his hand, and he was still smiling on his face, looking the same as the living. It's just that there is an empty hole in his chest, and the hot blood is flowing down, take a closer look, no," the young man made a knife slashing motion, and then slapped the table and lowered his voice: "Half of my heart is missing!"

One said: "Died during the tea ceremony? It can't be the bride, right?"

Another said: "I don't see it, the bride was scared crazy, and now she's stupid." ”

"Is it the little boy's own ......?"

"Who would kill their own father?"

"It's the same old thing, I heard that Xiahou Ye is going to pass on the family property to the boss, and the boss is anxious. ”

Tut-tut, a few swordsmen sighed, the grievances of the wealthy have always been a topic of conversation that they can't get tired of.

"It's a pity," the young man shook his head while pretending to be an old man, "The little son of the Xiahou family, his father died on the wedding night, and his wife is also crazy." ”

"Nonsense," the more one listened, the more wrong he became, and he suddenly questioned, "Wait, didn't you just say that you died during the worship of the church? Why is it now a tea ceremony?"

"That's right," the other chimed in, "don't listen to the wind and the rain, nonsense!"

The young man was reprimanded, very unconvinced, and said: "Anyway, no matter how he died, it must not be as simple as the government said." ”

One person came out to play a round: "What do you say the murderer is trying to do?"

"Revenge ......"

The conversation in the tavern stopped because Fu Cheng got up, Fu Cheng had no friendship with these swordsmen, they simply had a kind of rejection of Fu Cheng on the surface, and the swordsmen who didn't kill people were things that didn't enter the stream.

Things are getting more and more complicated, Fu Cheng should go to Xiahou Mansion again, but going to Hou Mansion now is tantamount to throwing himself into a net. Jin Yiwei rushed from Kyoto to Suzhou, even if he hurried up, it would take at least half a month, which bought a lot of time for Fucheng to think.

Fu Cheng and Yan Shaokang are both Jianghu guests, in Liuyin Lane, no one needs to be responsible for the other, in the eyes of others, failure of the task is failure, and it is bad luck that you can't get out, and you can only blame God for not opening your eyes if you can't complain about others.

But Fucheng couldn't get over this hurdle, so he promised Fang Hai that he must find Yan Shaokang. On the one hand, Fu Cheng couldn't watch Yan Shaokang die, but on the other hand, he carefully recalled Yan Shaokang's weirdness before going to Xiahou Mansion. Yan Shaokang, who is not worldly, has to go to Xiahou Mansion this time, and he also helped Fucheng persuade Song Xiaochuan.

What exactly does Yan Shaokang have to do with the murder of Xiahou Mansion, and what role did Fucheng play in it?

Fu Cheng was more trying to figure out why? Why did Yan Shaokang have to go to Xiahou Mansion? The only clue was Zhou Xuanyi, who was lying in the ruined temple, he had been in a state of syncope, and the true qi in his body that could not find an exit really seemed to smash his lungs and intestines. Fu Cheng didn't know medical skills, but he couldn't watch Zhou Xuanyi die in the broken temple like this. But at the moment, he didn't dare to invite a doctor to break the temple, so he went to Song Xiaochuan's house to arrest people.

As soon as Fu Cheng left, the boy in the tavern disappeared.

A swordsman wondered, "Do you know that young man just now, where did he know so much of the inside story?"

"I don't know, I thought he was a tavern guy. ”

The tavern owner also leaned over, "That's not our guy. ”

Several people thought about it, but no one knew where the boy came from, and they didn't know where he was going, so they just thought that the boy was weird and evil.

Song Xiaochuan followed Yan Shaokang to learn superficial medical skills, and he did not get to the point of entering the house, but he can usually diagnose one or two minor problems. The trouble is that Zhou Xuanyi's illness is obviously not a trivial problem, and Song Xiaochuan was forced to sweat on the tip of his nose.

"Brother...... I really didn't learn. Song Xiaochuan wanted to cry and looked at Fucheng without tears, looking at Zhou Xuanyi's appearance, he knew that he was either rich or expensive, but now his breath was disordered, and his body was so hot that he couldn't speak. Where does Song Xiaochuan dare to move, in case he is accidentally killed by himself, where can he reason with him?

Fu Cheng didn't have much hope for Song Xiaochuan, and said, "Let you see, tell me what kind of disease this is first?"

Song Xiaochuan didn't give up and said, "You can't find a doctor?"

"This person," Fu Cheng pointed at Zhou Xuanyi and said, "I brought it out from Xiahou Mansion, which doctor do you dare to bring to him?"

Song Xiaochuan felt justified when he heard this, but he usually showed others a fever and cough, but he had never seen such a serious illness, and he trembled nervously. Song Xiaochuan checked Zhou Xuanyi's pulse seven or eight times, rolled his eyelids several times, and saw that half an hour had passed, and he couldn't say a word.

In the end, Song Xiaochuan couldn't hold it anymore, closed the book and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with him." After speaking, he saw Fu Cheng crossing Erlang's legs, looking like he was stumbling with him, and said in a soothing tone: "He just hit his brain." ”

Fu Cheng sighed, Song Xiaochuan heard what he said, this oh was very meaningful, and explained loudly: "Really! I don't know what's going on with his internal injuries, but he didn't wake up for so long and hit his head." ”

Fu Cheng said: "Okay, then you tell me what to do." ”

Song Xiaochuan swallowed his saliva and said uncertainly: "Prescribe some blood-invigorating medicine and wait slowly?"

As soon as Fucheng heard Song Xiaochuan's method, he felt that this was not a fucking solution, so he put people in the dilapidated temple of Fucheng and waited, what if he survived and died?

Fucheng sent Song Xiaochuan away, but he still invited a doctor to show Zhou Xuanyi again, and the poor doctor who was caught from nowhere was covered with a black cloth, only let him check the pulse through the cloth, and no one even dared to show the doctor. After listening to Fu Cheng's words, the old doctor touched the blood clot on the back of Zhou Xuanyi's head, and finally came up with the same method as Song Xiaochuan.

There was Yan Shaokang in Fucheng before, and he himself had never been seriously ill, and he never thought that the doctor was so great, after all, when Yan Shaokang was cured, he simply took a look, and the prescription was like a fly, and it didn't look difficult. Now Fu Chengzhi regrets that he didn't make more connections with a few medical centers back then, and now he can't bring people out, so he really waits.

Fu Cheng broke the jar and thought about it, forget it, if the Blood Shadow Thirteen Niang saw that Fu Cheng was so bad at Zhou Xuanyi, most of them would be forced out if they couldn't stand it.

Fu Cheng took Song Xiaochuan's prescription and grabbed the medicine of the big tonic and came back, and from then on, the broken temple was filled with a smell of herbs. Fu Cheng has never felt the fragrance of medicine, the medicine is black, bitter and smoky, just smelling this smell feels miserable, he can't adapt to being with Yan Shaokang all year round.

Going to decoction and feeding medicine every day is the same as going to the execution ground, but Jin Ling is happy to do it, she goes to decoction every day, and from time to time she goes to the Fucheng room to commit nymphomaniac.

Jin Ling carried a small bench with both hands on her cheeks, and the more she looked at Zhou Xuanyi's face, the more she felt good-looking. Although he just closes his eyes every day, his brows are furrowed from time to time, and he looks like he is in debt when he sleeps, Jin Ling can't get tired of looking at it.

Fu Cheng thought that this girl was going to be enchanted, and laughed: "When he wakes up, I will trick him into being the wife of the village?"

Jin Ling shook his head and said, "I don't want it." ”

Fu Cheng asked, "Then what are you doing staring at people?"

Jin Ling raised a smiling face, looked at Fu Cheng seriously and said, "I thought, it's good if it's your daughter-in-law." ”

Fu Cheng was immediately shocked by Jin Ling's shocking thought before he said, "What are you thinking about?" ”

Jin Ling looked disappointed and said, "Also, he doesn't look like any of us here." ”

Jin Ling pondered for a while and then said, "I don't think you can afford to raise him." Zhou Xuanyi's rich and noble appearance is almost engraved on his face, no matter how embarrassed he is, he can vaguely guess that he must have come from a big family. How could such a person wronged himself and lived in a ruined temple with Fucheng.

Fu Cheng thought for a while, and felt that Jin Ling's statement was very reasonable, so he also moved a bench and sat side by side with Jin Ling and watched Zhou Xuanyi like watching a play.

Zhou Xuanyi's specific identity Fu Cheng did not have any eyebrows, and the only thing that could be guessed was the people of the imperial court. Fu Cheng looked at Zhou Xuanyi with his eyes, but he was thinking about things in his mind, all the riots in Xiahou Mansion were caused by Zhou Xuanyi, and he had a hunch that if he got too close to this person, it would cause Fu Cheng to be unbearable.

Just thinking about it, his eyes suddenly shook, and when he looked at it, Jin Ling held a handful of melon seeds and asked, "Do you want it?"

The corners of Fu Cheng's mouth twitched, this girl hid a handful of food wherever she went, so when the two of them had nothing to do, they came to Zhou Xuanyi's bed and chatted while eating melon seeds.

Jin Ling asked, "Who is he?"

Fu Cheng said: "I don't know. ”

Jin Ling said again: "I think he looks like a prince of the world, and he is also a son." ”

Fu Cheng glanced at her and said, "Have you seen the prince or the prince?"

Bailu City is not Kyoto, even if it is Kyoto, these sons and daughters are rare characters. Kyoto has strict rules, even if these princes and nobles are in front of them, ordinary people can't look at them directly, and people who have seen them can hardly say why, every time they ask, they just say that they are like gods descending to earth, but they can't ask what they look like at all, anyway, they are all good-looking, and these good-looking things come from power rather than real looks.

Jin Ling thought for a while and said, "There really isn't! Where are these big people in Bailu City?" Jin Ling was silent for a while and said, "Haven't you seen it, doesn't it seem very useless?"

Fu Cheng said disapprovingly: "It's all made of human flesh, what's so good about it?"

Jin Ling said with great interest: "Then I must find an opportunity to go to Kyoto to have a look before I die." ”

Fu Cheng was helpless in his heart, this little girl co-authored the royal magnates as monkeys.

Fu Cheng suddenly thought of the jade plate on Zhou Xuanyi's body, and asked Jin Ling, "Have you learned Xiao Seal?"

Jin Ling was a little cramped, she was most afraid that Fu Cheng would ask about the academy, and she was a little unconfident and said: "I have studied a little ......"

Jin Ling said quite conservatively, just said that he had learned a little, and he didn't want to say anything more. Fu Cheng thought to himself that Jin Ling was estimated to be half a bucket of water, but Jin Ling was the only person he could trust, and said, "I'll let you recognize something." ”

Fu Cheng drew Zhou Xuanyiyu's license plate cat and tiger on a piece of paper, as his life talisman, and carefully hid it in his boots.

Jin Ling was like a great enemy, and he didn't even complain about how disgusting it was to hide in his shoes. Jin Ling seemed to be facing his own husband and took the piece of paper handed over by Fu Cheng. She frowned, looked at it for a while, and finally said, "Your word is too ugly!"

Fu Cheng didn't think so, and said, "It's good that I can write it down for you." ”

Jin Ling glared at the piece of paper, and finally waved his hand and said, "I don't understand!"

Fu Cheng felt that Jin Ling was really good-tempered, thinking that Zhou Xuanyi was right in front of him, why did he have to show the little girl a rubbing, so he went up and picked off Zhou Xuanyi's clothes very skillfully.

Jin Ling covered his face and shouted, "Don't look at it." ”

Fu Chengtou didn't turn around, and said, "You sew your fingers together first." ”

Jin Ling looked at Zhou Xuanyi's chest that was pulled apart by the gap between her five fingers, half-covered and half-ashamed, and said, "You are very skillful in taking off your clothes." ”

It took a lot of effort for Fu Cheng to untie the jade plate from Zhou Xuanyi's neck. Both of them had no intention of looking at Zhou Xuanyi anymore, and according to the sun, they began to study the mystery on the jade plate with great difficulty.

Jin Ling half-held the jade card, squinted his eyes like an old pedant, and said: "I see that the first word is both, the second one is a little difficult, I will look at it again, and the third one I recognize, this is an eternal eternity." ”

Jin Ling recognized it, and Fu Cheng wrote down a few words that Jin Ling recognized, which was also a ghost drawing handwriting as before, but Fu Cheng himself could recognize it.

"The fourth ......" Jin Ling bit her fingers, a little regretful that she didn't listen well when she was in the school, "The fourth one is put first, the second sentence is easy to recognize, the first is to receive the word, the second is to be ordered, and the second sentence is to be ordered by the sky!"

Jin Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and then went back to look at the second and fourth words in the first sentence, racking her brains and thinking for a long time without the slightest clue. Jin Ling thought for a while and was about to give up, scolding and scolding: "What is eternal, what is the order of heaven, what kind of mess is this?"

After Jin Ling finished speaking, he found that Fu Cheng did not react, and Fu Cheng sat at the table in a daze, looking at the words he wrote. Jin Ling stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Fu Cheng's eyes, and said, "What are you doing?

Fu Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "You read it backwards, the first word should be received." ”

Jin Ling took a closer look and really felt that she had read it backwards, she stamped it on the rice paper with a red seal, and the order of the two sentences just fell off, Jin Ling said: "If you read it backwards, you read it backwards, what's the big deal?

Fu Cheng said: "This sentence should be ordered by the sky, and it will be longevity and longevity." ”

Jin Ling didn't come up with a good product, but he was appetized by Fucheng's appearance of selling guanzi, and asked, "What's wrong with this sentence?"

Fu Cheng said: "This is a dragon talisman for your mother!"

While Jin Ling was pondering the mystery here, Fu Cheng walked quickly in front of Zhou Xuanyi and touched the other party's wrist with one hand.

Jin Ling asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Cheng said: "I feel the dragon vein, this kid may really be a prince of the world." Fu Cheng didn't say the second half of the sentence, maybe he was still a prince! Fu Cheng's mentality was a little complicated, Zhou Xuanyi had to say another thing about whether he was the prince, Fu Cheng was a little worried, he was a person who was afraid of trouble, but he accidentally got involved in the temple dispute, who to reason with.

Under the careful care of Jin Ling, Zhou Xuanyi finally woke up in the evening of the next day.

Zhou Xuanyi's eyes moved restlessly, and he slowly opened a corner as if struggling, and what caught his eye was a tattered bedtop, his eyes were shifted, and he saw a pitted wall, and then looked to the left, and saw a little girl in red clothes, with two cheeks, looking at herself in surprise. Zhou Xuanyi frowned, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" His voice was extremely hoarse.

Jin Ling had never seen him open his eyes, and it was as if he had lost his soul, as if the divine flower he had watered for a month had bloomed. Zhou Xuanyi looks black and white, his face is pale, his eyebrows, especially his eyes, are extremely black, and his mouth is a little chapped, but it does not affect Jin Ling's appreciation of him at all. Zhou Xuanyi is like a painting made on a blank piece of paper, with distant mountain daisy eyebrows and black stones in his eyes. In short, in Jin Ling's opinion, this person is the best in everything.

Jin Ling was stunned for a long time before he reacted and said, "I'll call someone for you!"

Zhou Xuanyi looked at the back of the little girl in the distance, and heard her big grinning voice coming: "Dog City! Where have you been to Dog City? Wake up, wake up, that little minister is awake!"

The corners of Zhou Xuanyi's mouth are slightly**, who is Dog City?

"What is the girl yelling about? ”

Zhou Xuanyi watched a man push the door and walk in, he had broad shoulders and long legs, deep facial features, as if he was not the appearance of a person from the Central Plains, the outline was a bit of a beard, the eyes were light brown, the most striking thing was the fire cloud pattern on his forehead, and he had a piece of grass in his mouth, which looked a bit like a little ruffian.

There is an instinctive intuition in the people who have been mixed in blood all the year round, Zhou Xuanyi only glanced at it and knew that Fu Cheng was not a character to mess with, Zhou Xuanyi asked, "Who are you?" he asked, groping backwards.

"Don't touch it, there is no dagger on the bed......" Fu Cheng saw Zhou Xuanyi's movements at a glance, and thought to himself that it was good that he had hidden all the sharp weapons that he could put away, otherwise this little ancestor would probably stab him when he woke up.

It's normal not to recognize Fu Cheng, after all, the last time the two met, Fu Cheng had a Chen Ming face.

Jin Ling couldn't stand Zhou Xuanyi's hoarse voice, so she poured him a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

Zhou Xuanyi glanced at Jin Ling expressionlessly, and Jin Ling was immediately pinned to the spot by his gaze, holding the teacup at a loss.

Fu Cheng frowned, a little unaccustomed to Zhou Xuanyi's attitude towards Jin Ling, what's wrong with the prince? Can the prince be so arrogant? ”

Zhou Xuanyi glanced at him and didn't thank him, as if this was a matter of course. But the tea he was holding in his hand didn't seem to be ready to drink.

Even if Fu Cheng knew the other party's noble identity, his speech did not soften a lot, and said, "I am the one who saved you last time." ”

"Help me?" Zhou Xuanyi frowned, he tried to recall the man in front of him, Fucheng looked extremely special, if he really saw him, Zhou Xuanyi would not forget it.

Fu Cheng still didn't admit that he was going to die, and raised his voice slightly: "Xiahou Mansion, how forgetful are you nobles?"

"Xiahou Mansion?" Zhou Xuanyi touched his head, touched a circle of gauze wrapped indiscriminately, and said, "What Xiahou Mansion?"

Fu Cheng only realized at this time that something was wrong with Zhou Xuanyi, even if he was still hostile, but the domineering energy was gone, and the expression on his face was more dazed. The thing about the teacup in his mind had disappeared, and a bad thought slowly rose in Fu Cheng's heart, and he asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Zhou Xuanyi looked down at his hands, his brain was running slowly, he first remembered a few pictures, the skyrocketing firelight, the sword light and sword shadows were constantly intertwined, the sound of killing and screaming were mixed together, these memories did not have the slightest logic, and the vague ones were not good memories.

Zhou Xuanyi's mind was very chaotic, it was not empty, the memories he had stored in his usual rules seemed to be unrestrained all of a sudden, and he was rushing around in his mind like a wild horse. It is difficult for Zhou Xuanyi to find the most critical information in such a chaotic mind - who is he?

Fu Cheng saw Zhou Xuanyi's brows furrowed tightly, his expression became more and more dazed, and he chuckled in his heart. But Fu Cheng didn't believe in evil, and asked carefully, "Do you remember?"

Zhou Xuanyi was immersed in those fragmentary memories, and was reminded at this moment, so he looked at Fu Cheng, hoping that this man could give him some hints.

At this time, Jin Ling, who had been watching from the sidelines, pulled Fu Cheng's sleeve, she didn't feel offended by Zhou Xuanyi's attitude, and whispered in Fu Cheng's ear at this time: "Is he amnesia?"

Fu Cheng had a bitter face, although he had only had an intersection with Zhou Xuanyi once in the secret room, he also saw that he was an arrogant man, and there was a kind of scorn revealed in his bones. Such a man probably won't act to deceive himself. There was such a big gap in the back of his head, and it was normal to wake up without remembering.

Fu Cheng also leaned into Jin Ling's ear and asked in a low voice, "Then what should I do now? I lied to him that you are his daughter-in-law?"

Jin Ling immediately slapped a paw on the back of Fucheng's head and said, "Are you impatient?"

Zhou Xuanyi frowned and looked at the big and small man and woman in front of him, they talked to each other and looked at him from time to time, what do you think of these two people...... None of them are normal.

Fu Cheng and Jin Ling bit their ears for a long time, and finally looked at Zhou Xuanyi, the expression was not like looking at a prince, as if he was looking at a trouble, faintly a little disgusted, Fu Cheng cleared his throat and decided to tell the truth: "I don't know who you are." ”

Fu Cheng actually wanted to arrange a life experience for Zhou Xuanyi to tease him, but he thought that if it was demolished in the future, this ancestor would be able to tear down his broken temple. Besides, he seems to have some major secrets on him, and if he doesn't talk about it, he will cause trouble.

Fu Cheng moved a bench and sat opposite Zhou Xuanyi, chewing the grass roots in his mouth, and said, "My name is Fu Cheng, and I am a swordsman in Liuyin Lane." Since the other party didn't know him, Fu Cheng planned to put up a score, and Zhou Xuanyi didn't talk to him before he lost his memory.

Zhou Xuanyi asked, "Which word?"

Fu Cheng said proudly: "Fu Xi's Fu." ”

Jin Ling rolled his eyes beside him and said, "It's the half-human and half-dog one." ”

Fu Cheng stabbed Jin Ling, feeling that Jin Ling interrupted him very blind, and continued: "To tell the truth, you shouldn't be from the rivers and lakes, you shouldn't have anything to do with me, I just picked you up temporarily, and the intersection should be over after I rescue you, but you have amnesia now." ”

Fu Cheng hastily told the matter of Xiahou Mansion, but this story did not make Zhou Xuanyi's expression change in any way, whether it was the bizarre death of Xiahou Ye or the blood shadow thirteen Niang of the Tang Sect, Zhou Xuanyi's brows did not tremble when he heard it, and Fu Cheng could only say in the end: "You should be called Zhou Xuanyi." ”

Zhou Xuanyi frowned, Fu Cheng used the words very cleverly, he wasn't sure if Zhou Xuanyi was his real name, but Fu Cheng guessed that Bacheng was just a pseudonym, or a password. Blood Shadow Thirteen Niang walked into Liuyin Lane with such fanfare, if Zhou Xuanyi is really a prince, then Fucheng will be annoyed if he can't hold on to the bottom, and smart people will not leave this kind of loophole.

Fu Cheng didn't really have a plan, and he said while thinking about countermeasures: "It's okay if you want to go, but at the moment you have nowhere to go." As for me, I am a businessman, and I said that I would rescue you, but when someone comes to ask for you, I can't take it out, which will damage my reputation. It just so happens that you have something to do with the disappearance of a friend of mine, so it's best that you either live in Liuyin Lane, or where to go, it's best to tell me, and I won't be able to hand over people when the time comes, and I'll cause murder. ”

Fu Cheng stopped talking and talking, Zhou Xuanyi listened quite seriously, his black and white eyes were very clean, Fu Cheng was a little embarrassed, and asked, "Do you think this method works?"

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Oh. ”

Oh? Is this a promise?

Fu Cheng crossed Erlang's legs and continued: "But I don't have any place in this house, I will arrange for you to go to my friend Song Xiaochuan's residence, which is next door." ”

Zhou Xuanyi sighed again.

Fu Cheng saw that this person couldn't beat a fart with eight poles, so he really wanted him to say a few more words.

Fu Cheng sat opposite Zhou Xuanyi, hesitated for a long time before sighing, took out a piece of jade from his arms and threw it to Zhou Xuanyi, and said, "This should be yours." ”

Zhou Xuanyi took the jade card, there was still the temperature of Fucheng on it, and when he saw the words on the jade plate clearly, Zhou Xuanyi seemed to have been stung by someone, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and Zhou Xuanyi's whole face changed suddenly.

Some hideous memories suddenly appeared in his mind, and his mind was full of the bustling Kyoto, the solemn Jinluan Palace, the broken river dam, and the escape from Saibei. There is no logic in these locations, like a few pieces that can't be put together. Zhou Xuanyi pressed his temples, feeling that his brain was hot and painful, as if he was about to explode. Memories come flooding in and then disappear immediately. Zhou Xuanyi squeezed the jade plate tightly, almost crushing it. Thinking about it, unconsciously, his expression became a little cloudy.

Zhou Xuanyi asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"Of course I do. Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment because of Zhou Xuanyi's expression, and almost subconsciously shrunk his neck, and asked, "Are you the prince?"

Zhou Xuanyi realized his gaffe, and quickly restrained his expression and returned to his expressionless appearance.

He didn't answer immediately, but looked at Fu Cheng, who was very different from the people he knew in the past, almost everything was written on his face, and he lived as he pleased, not knowing whether he didn't know how to disguise or disdain to disguise. Such a person is a tendon but also very easy to use, and a plan suddenly took shape in Zhou Xuanyi's heart.

Zhou Xuanyi shook his head and said, "I don't know." "It's not that you're the prince with the dragon talisman, it's also possible that you're keeping it on your behalf. But then again, the swordsmen in the rivers and lakes all know the truth that the knife is in the person and the knife is dead, and if the dragon talisman is handed over to someone else for temporary safekeeping, unless the real prince is dead. Then Zhou Xuanyi's identity began to become clear, if it wasn't for the real prince or someone close to the prince, then he must be a rebel.

The only thing that can be determined is that Zhou Xuanyi must be the group of people standing at the top of the tower in the court struggle. A split second mistake can kill you, and the same is true in political struggles. Ironically, Zhou Xuanyi lost all his memories.

Fu Cheng's focus was never on the topic, and he asked, "Can you still recognize this as a dragon talisman?"

Zhou Xuanyi pointed to his head and said, "I'm amnesia, and I'm not stupid." Are you stupid?"

Fu Cheng thought that this person had a really bad temper, and said, "How do I know, I haven't lost my memory." ”

Zhou Xuanyi squeezed the dragon talisman in his hand and said, "My memory should be very important. ”

Fu Cheng smiled, if someone else said this, Fu Cheng would probably think he was narcissistic, but Zhou Xuanyi felt that there was nothing wrong with him when he said it. Fu Cheng sighed and said, "Ah, everyone's memory is very important. ”

Zhou Xuanyi said again: "You are a swordsman?"

"Yes. ”

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Take over business?"

Fu Cheng smiled and said, "What's the matter, you want to make a deal with me? I can't kill anyone." ”

Zhou Xuanyi said again: "Help me get my memory back, I'll help you find Yan Shaokang." Zhou Xuanyi still used a commanding tone when he begged for help, which was probably his past habit, and it was difficult to change.

Fu Cheng still sat down and said, "What do you get paid?"

Zhou Xuanyi spit out a number: "Three thousand taels." ”

"Three thousand taels?" Fu Cheng sneered, "I've touched you all over your body, and you don't have a copper plate on your body." ”

Zhou Xuanyi's head was still wrapped in gauze, and the whole person showed a little pity, he frowned when he heard it, lowered his eyes, and cast a fan-shaped shadow on his thick eyelashes, so he couldn't see what he was thinking. After only a while, Zhou Xuanyi weighed the jade plate in his hand and threw the dragon talisman that had not yet been covered to Fu Cheng.

Fu Chengyi stretched out his hand to intercept the route of the dragon talisman, held the jade plate firmly in his hand, and said, "Give it to me so easily?"

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Put it with you first, and you can take this thing and come over to exchange it with me for silver in the future." "This dragon talisman is probably a token.

Fu Cheng saw that he agreed so happily, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Don't be afraid." ”

"Why?" asked Fushiro, "because I look like a good person?"

"No, you look like a stupid person. Zhou Xuanyi said.

The corners of Fu Cheng's mouth twitched, this person was the same annoying before and after his amnesia. Fu Cheng looked down at this transparent jade card, the other party was so sincere, he was no longer easy to shirk, and if he wanted to find Yan Shaokang, he really needed Zhou Xuanyi, to some extent, Zhou Xuanyi and he were grasshoppers on the same line.

Zhou Xuanyi's calmness made Fu Cheng feel surprised, and he couldn't help but think, if he woke up in a strange border town, facing such a huge and dense amount of information, his brain was empty, and he couldn't even think of his own name, then what should he do?

Zhou Xuanyi's mind was extremely calm, he had nothing, the only person around him who could be used was Fucheng, just like the time when he pulled out the iron claws in Xiahou Mansion, no matter whether Zhou Xuanyi wanted it in his heart or not, the only one who could be used for him was Fucheng. In order to win the trust of Fucheng, Zhou Xuanyi had to show something, and the biggest chip on his body was only a dragon talisman.

The dragon talisman is the supreme treasure in the eyes of the imperial court or those who are vying, but in the eyes of the amnesiac Zhou Xuanyi, it can only be regarded as a piece of jade with a good head. Using this chip to tie up the city is definitely the best choice at the moment.

Fu Cheng glanced at Zhou Xuanyi, this person still had a sickly look on his face, the sun came out of the pane, sprinkling a layer of broken gold on his pale and colorless face, and the whole face looked warm, but Fu Cheng didn't feel warm at all, just felt endless cold.