please lie down

Chapter 296
Escorts are in their own school, Lu Yao, Feng Chengyang are in their own school, Yu Mantang is in their own school, she and Bai Lihong are in their own school, and Master Han Xiao Zhenhan is in his own school.

This time, the seemingly ordinary bodyguards had five forces, which is why she said it was extremely lively.

Looking at the eyes of the Tibetan house looking at him, it is really complicated.

People are like this, the more flustered others are, the more transparent they are. At this time, Chu Jiu's heart is rare and pure these days.

These people did not bring their subordinates, except for the one who had been killing him without pardon, there was also a woman who had never met before, and the one who had met at first, and did not even know her name. The man who always had a smile on his face but couldn't get along with kindness, plus Zang She who was unfriendly to him, and this kind of Master Han who always didn't know what he was thinking, there were only four of them in total.

Chu Jiu suddenly felt that this was very funny, who the hell did he provoke?

If they wanted to kill themselves, it seemed a little redundant to come here and find an excuse to get involved.

That Master Han walked down step by step, the sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the stairs was not loud, but it was very clear in Chu Jiu's ears, she raised her head, she was not overwhelmed by his momentum, everyone was naked Feet, who can be afraid of anyone?

Chu Jiu knew very well in her heart that she could not show any weakness at this time, and it was indeed difficult for her to show weakness.

Not to mention that there were only four of them, even if there were forty or four hundred more, she would not be worried.

After all... Chu Jiu raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the medicinal spirits sitting on the armrests on both sides.

Today is not like in the past, the dominance has long been in her Cang Chujiu's hands.

Yan Shu, who was following behind Chu Jiu, had already sensed that something was wrong, and quietly stood in front of Chu Jiu, separating the two of them. Xiao Zhenhan glanced at him, sneered disdainfully, and continued on. The ninth day is approaching.

Although Yan Shu was a shadow, he was still young after all. Compared with Bai Lihong, he was a little less stable. When he was laughed at like this, he showed killing intent, and he reached out and slashed towards Xiao Zhenhan's face.

No, this is not the right time to start a conflict.

Chujiu just felt bad in his heart,
Xiao Zhenhan over there didn't know when, he had already pulled his hand out of the gauntlet, and with a seemingly random wave, Yan Shu showed a surprised expression, and the slashed palm was also bounced away.

"When did this inn change its surname to Qin? Even the guests have to pass a photo before they go downstairs." Taking out a white handkerchief, and gently wiping his hands, Xiao Zhenhan said so coldly, his chin The lines are like flowing water, so slightly raised, it looks even more arrogant.

Chu Jiu watched him wipe his fingers with a white handkerchief, and an afterimage flashed in his mind, as if he had seen it before...in the fantasy conjured up by Jiuhua.

It turned out that the person who saved the middle-aged man was him—Xiao Zhenhan.

When Chu Jiu realized this, the man had already brushed past her, the sound of his clothes rubbing against each other, and the gentle touch of his robe and jade, it was only for a moment, and there was nothing else besides that.

As everyone knows, the stars, the moon and the sky, whoever opens one side are boundless.

Chu Jiu didn't go back to the room directly, but made a detour to Fu Zhong's room. When he opened the door, he saw a mess, kettles and vases.

And Uncle Fu Zhong was still pinching his fingers and reciting the opera words, his whole body melted into his every move and gesture.

It is undeniable that Chujiu was immediately fascinated by the posture and singing of this opera. I vaguely remembered that I went to a church meeting with some friends. They talked and laughed, saying that there is a subtle beauty in the essence of opera, and the pursuit is not action. conflicts, but the state of mind expressed by inner conflicts.

As the saying goes, life is like a drama, and drama is like life. On and off the stage, people's fate is shrouded in something called fate. The slight sadness is not the kind of heart-wrenching sadness, but the plain helplessness that cannot be escaped.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, seeing Baili Hong's dark face, he signaled him to go out. Like Yan Shu, they all stood guard outside the door, then found a round stool and sat down, watching quietly.

When she was on the mountain, she also heard rumors that the reason why Uncle Fuzhong went crazy was because of his wife's death, and his love was so deep that he didn't live long. years of pretending.

His wife's name is Qingcheng. From this name alone, one can know that she has the color of Qingcheng.

In Yaowang Temple, no one knew where she came from, only that she was brought back to the mountain by Master Fu Zhong, she never spoke a word in front of others, but she played the piano well and loved to laugh.

Some people have heard her singing faintly, but no one can prove that she can speak.

As a result, one day, this smiling beauty suddenly died and hanged herself. This made everyone really wonder for a while, and Fu Zhong, who was once the most respected by the ancestors, also became crazy because of his love.

"Let's go, let's go—"

This sound is the end of the song.

Seeing Uncle Fu Zhong bow to him, Chu Jiu suddenly woke up from the curtain call of the opera, remembering the first time he saw Uncle Fu Zhong, he seemed to bow in the same way.

After a little aftertaste, Uncle Fu Zhong sang just now. In simple terms, it is about a young man who thinks he is great. If you want to earn a lot of fame, you can return to your hometown with rich clothes, otherwise you can talk about your husband.

And his sweetheart is a smart woman with a small heart, but she thinks that those money and wealth are enemies? But at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, she whispered a word of practicality, so she would not be buried under the grass, so she persuaded her, hoping that her sweetheart would give up this idea.

Later, after the scene of the two of you coming and going, the man still went to the battlefield.

Poor Chungui's temples are full of frost, her tearful eyes look far away, and her bones are still there.

A lonely soul thousands of miles away, naturally desolate, thinking that if everything is nothing more than a dream, he leaves with his sweetheart, only to live in peace for a hundred years.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Chujiu saw what Uncle Fuzhong was writing on the ground with his toes dipped in water, and carefully circulated these opera words between his lips and tongue. Chujiu was a little puzzled. Uncle Fuzhong would sing a special opera for her for no reason. , Is there any hint in this play?
If there really is, she is really hard to understand for a while.

Even the little poems written on the ground, she couldn't see anything strange at all, they just described the beauty of the scenery.

"Dead man—"

Suddenly there was a sound of exclamation from the rear window, Chu Jiu and Uncle Fu Zhong looked at each other, Bai Lihong had already rushed in through the door, bumped into Uncle Fu Zhong, but pushed him aside impatiently, and then Pick up the cup on the table, smash open the window with the cup, and then sneak under the window.

Chu Jiu's face changed, and then he looked at Uncle Fuzhong, and saw that he was sitting on the water stain that he hadn't had time to wipe off just now, turning around.

The eyes were slack, and there was a half-smile on his face, a trance expression of crying or not, and he was still muttering.

Chu Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Bai Lihong, and thought to himself that it was this one who came in, otherwise Yan Shu would inevitably discover something because of the meeting just now.

"Looks like someone is dead."

The one who said this was not Bailihong who was looking out the window, but Yan Shu who was hanging upside down on the roof and on the window. Obviously, he and Bailihong were divided into two groups, one went into the room to investigate, and the other Then go to the roof, so as not to have a plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain.

"Let's go downstairs and have a look." Chu Jiu said and went to help Uncle Chong, Bai Lihong nodded and came to help.

Yan Shu turned around deftly, entered the room, and walked out, but halfway through, he stopped again, moved away, looked at his feet, and frowned thinking about something.

On the ninth day of the ninth day of the lunar new year, I saw Yan Shu was looking at the water stains that had been messed up on the ground but hadn't yet dried up. My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I hurriedly said, "Yan Shu, you haven't followed up yet."

"Yes." Yan Shu responded and walked out of the room without the slightest hesitation.

Chu Jiu was puzzled, and when she went downstairs, she was still worried. This Yan Shu was too sensitive, so he couldn't be sloppy at all.

It's just...why did he keep trying to find evidence that Uncle Fu Zhong was pretending to be crazy, and why did Uncle Fu Zhong pretend to be crazy in front of them?
If she remembers correctly, Chang Qizuo and Uncle Fuzhong should have met each other on the mountain. His attitude should be that he has reached an agreement with Uncle Fuzhong. The uncle is pretending to be crazy, so it doesn't make sense for the uncle to help him pretend to be crazy. Bailihong and Yan Shu should have known the real situation long ago.

Could it be that Chang Qi blamed him for tracking down the wrong person at that time, and instead of reaching an agreement with Uncle Fu Zhong, he reached an agreement with other people.

It may also be that she made a mistake, the note was not written by Master Fu Zhong, but someone else, after all, Master Fu Zhong just gave her the note, but did not indicate that he was the one who wrote the note ...

Thinking of this, Chu Jiu couldn't help feeling a little chilled, it would take a lot of time and effort, it must not be a simple matter, but the purpose is not very different, nothing more than to win her trust, and then tell her something, let her do something whats the matter.

Uncle Fu Zhong has been pretending to be crazy for so many years, but is his relationship with Yaowangguan his trump card?Abandoned?Or an ambush?

No matter which side it was, Chu Jiu couldn't help shivering.

Even though she knew she shouldn't be suspicious, she still couldn't help looking at the back of Uncle Fu Zhong who was being supported by Bailihong, and secretly wondered whether he came from the Medicine King Temple and worked for the Medicine King Temple, or came from other places to serve him. The most important thing is to force herself out of the protection range of Yaowang Temple. She even began to wonder how he found the manor at that time. If he followed him from the beginning, he wouldn't have to wait so long. Rescue yourself even if you are injured?
He and Master Han are also acquainted, are they enemies, or pseudo-enemies?

Stretching out her hand to pinch the aching brow, Chu Jiu only hoped that everything was due to her carelessness, even though it didn't seem like her carelessness.

(End of this chapter)