Faraway Wanderers (Word of Honor)(9)
Author: Priest

 

Only the old Li, a weird person, arrived at the Suzhou River five years ago and did some tricks for ferrying. He kept secretly protecting the Zhang family, but he did not want to come to the village. According to him, he ate Zhang The meal at home is the Qingke beating man who was raised by him. He is unwilling to do this. He is here to repay.

 

Thanks to such a freak, he barely left such a bloodline to the old Zhang family.

 

For a long while, Zhou Zishu sighed: "Brother Li, really a stranger in the dust." He turned to the old woman again, this old woman was just a rude old mother who didn't understand anything. , Can only accompany tears, "Are there any relatives?"

 

The old woman nodded and said, "I have a nephew in the south of the city."

 

Zhou Zishu took a gold ingot from her arms and handed it to her: "You take this and make your own way out. I see that you followed this little master of the Zhang family to this place. When you are old, do n’t sleep with the wind. ”

 

The old woman picked up the silver, bit her teeth subconsciously, and then reacted again, a little embarrassed smile, no tears, and a light tone of breath, saying, "Yes, the old slave is so old It is also a drag on the young master. "

 

She took the money and for a moment didn't want to stay in a place that was full of thatched dead people, so she said that she would leave, thinking that she would work hard and no one would be like her. Zhou Zishu said nothing and looked at her. Thanks for leaving.

 

At midnight, Zhou Zishu only felt that his chest was stabbed by a small needle, and he knew that the Qiqiao Sanqiu nails were acting strange again. The pain was not the pain of tearing the flesh, nor the dull pain of internal injuries, but like Someone took a small knife and cut it down inch by inch along the entire meridian.

 

Fortunately, he has been used to it for more than a year, and he has not been exposed casually. He wears a human skin mask, and Gu Xiang cannot see his face.

 

Recalling her carelessness when she mentioned Zhang Yusen, and the host who did not see the dragon at all, Zhou Zishu reluctantly distracted himself and asked, "Is that brother in the restaurant today not with you?"

 

Gu Xiang Yiyi asked, "How did you know he was with me?" Then he nodded, "Yes, you heard us talking-when I said I asked you that question, how did you and my family The master said the same thing. "

 

She poked at it, disdainful of such cheating.

 

Zhou Zishu laughed: "Yes, is your host here?"

 

Gu Xiang was sitting on the incense case, his legs couldn't touch the ground, he swayed his head, tilted his head, looked very innocent and cute. When asked, his eyelids dropped slightly, and he shrugged his shoulders: "I'll see him getting better." "

 

Zhou Zishu only said that the gray-clad man kept such a beautiful girl beside him, thinking she was a waitress or the like, and looked at her doubtfully.

 

Gu Xiang wrinkled his nose, glanced at him, and scolded: "What do you think I do? He goes to sleep with a man, is it possible for his aunt to listen outside the window?"

 

Zhou Zishu coughed, and was a little embarrassed, blowing his nose: "Girls ..."

 

Gu Xiang banged his teeth like a beast, remembered what it looked like, and tossed a young man, Zhang Chengling, who was ignorant of the darkness with his toes: "Do you believe what he said? The man in black is a hangman ? "

 

Zhou Zishu hesitated a bit: "If ... he meant Qingzhuling, the hanged ghosts of the evil spirits ..."

 

Gu Xiang glanced at him slightly sarcastically: "You know a lot, how many hanged ghosts in this world?"

 

Zhou Zishu shook his head before he wanted to speak. The dull pain in his chest caused his voice to pause for a while, and he could only think thoughtfully. After a long while, he slowly came over and said, "It is said that there is a valley in Fengyashan and Qingzhuling, which is called Ghost Valley. In recent years, the most sinful people in the rivers and lakes, asylum seekers, have no choice but to go to Ghost Valley. Once in Ghost Valley, they will no longer be human, and the grievances in the world will be exhausted. If they can survive in Ghost Valley, it will be considered a death. The legend about Ghost Valley is too horrible, and the enemies no longer care about it. I heard that the hanged ghost Xue Fang was a notorious flower-picking thief who carried 26 lives of young men and women, including Emei Palm. The disciples who closed the door were hunted down by the six martial arts and had to hide in the Ghost Valley of Green Bamboo Ridge. "

 

Gu Xiang blinked: "Then you said, isn't that Xue Fang?"

 

Zhou Zishu laughed: "While Xue Fang became famous for thirty years, he was an extremely wicked man. How could he be killed by you like this little girl?"

 

Gu Xiang first had an attack, then thought about it, and felt it made sense, then nodded: "Yeah, if the hanged ghost really let me kill it like that, that's the smoke on my ancestor's grave-but I have no father Mother, the ancestral tomb does not know where it is, maybe there is no root, there must be no green smoke, then he must not be a hangman. "

 

Zhou Zishu didn't understand how the blue smoke and the hanged ghost were linked by her. Looking at her with pride as if she wanted to understand something, she was not embarrassed to hit her. She was sore in pain that she kept silent. Lean on one side and close your eyes to rest, waiting for dawn.

 

The Qiqiao Sanqiu nails will inevitably occur in the middle of the night, so he always falls asleep early, and when he is young, he will keep up his spirits and live through the half-night. Loudly next to each other, until the East slightly faded, and then slowly eased, Zhou Zishu felt that his whole body was a little numb.

 

He adjusted his breath a bit, and suddenly, Gu Xiang, who was leaning on the buddha's head and holding his head to snore, woke up suddenly. Xinghe's eyes rolled around and he said, "Someone."

 

Zhou Zishu frowned, and naturally heard it. He immediately wanted to stand up, but he frowned for a moment before standing up. When he turned his head, he saw Gu Xiangzheng looking at him in surprise, and had to hold the incense case slowly and stand upright, while lowering. Chant: "My legs are numb."

 

This reason is too bad, so Gu Xiang's expression is even more surprised.

 

Zhou Zishu was almost at his weakest day at dawn. Only a short breath adjustment did not make him calm down, and he was not willing to fight with others, so he whispered: "Hide people and hide."

 

"Hide? Where to hide?" Gu Xiang stared at him with big ignorant eyes.

 

Zhou Zishu was weak for a moment.

 

It ’s too late to move, a group of masked people trained to break through the door, saw Zhang Chengling unconsciously at a glance, and said nothing, they rushed aggressively, Zhou Zishu still leaning on the incense case, watching A masked man went straight to the subject to cross the knife with a knife, without seeing how he moved. The figure flickered, and the thin finger, which was as thin as the human skin mask on his face, fell on the masked man's neck.