Fairy, I really am a villain!

After the two men left the Jiang family, it took some time to divide the spoils, and now it was already noon.

Jiang Xingchu had already erased her disguise and turned back into the gentle and peaceful girl from the water town.

The sunlight was reflected on the corners of her slightly frowned brows. She seemed a little confused about the content of the book. Her eyes were slightly gloomy. But when she turned to the next page, she suddenly became enlightened. She was happy again and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

This extreme movement to extreme stillness did not seem out of place on her, and everything around her was as quiet as water.

The wind blew up a corner of the page, disturbing her interest, so she gently reached out to smooth it out, pouting a little.

This made Fang Xiwen feel a little emotional.

This is what the first impression of this guy should be, enjoying the beauty of life and brewing tea with his bare hands.

Instead of killing and setting fires all day long and punishing evildoers everywhere...her fighting style is also quite melodious. A normal flute tune would definitely be very elegant. Why does she have such a personality?

As if she had noticed his gaze, Jiang Xingchu raised her eyes from behind the book, tucked her hair behind her ears, and actually smiled slightly, revealing two small dimples.

The smile in his eyes was genuine, like a fleeting fish swimming in a clear stream. But he still saw it.

Fang Xiwen was startled, tilted his head, and began to pick up the things on the stone table.

Little did she know that she had lost interest in reading. She hid her pretty face behind the book and pursed her lips quietly.

That was a subconscious action just now. I seemed to be more and more relaxed in front of him...

In fact, the two of them have always been very casual in their interactions. Just like Jiang Xingchu would call him 'Young Master Fang', 'Mr. Fang', 'Young Master', 'Brother Xiwen', he also has corresponding titles such as 'Miss Jiang', 'Lady Saint', 'Lady Judge', 'Little Jiang', etc.

The two of them started acting in coordination with each other, but before they knew it, they became more and more in sync, and many things came out naturally.

The originally quiet atmosphere in the courtyard began to become subtle.

"I will stay for a few more days to digest the contents of these two books." After a while, Jiang Xingchu finally couldn't bear it anymore, slammed the book shut, and said expressionlessly.

"Oh. Then don't leave yet. Forget about the collusion. I'll go to the Six Gates alone."

Fang Xiwen put away the things on the table and stood up. Jiang Xingchu nodded.

This is also the tacit understanding between the two.

Jiang Xingchu wanted to stay in this small courtyard, but she no longer mentioned words like "surveillance" and "reform". Although she hoped to have a fellow traveler, she was still unwilling to be influenced by others.

It's just that this silly goose is very interesting in his stupidity. The eldest lady is willing to give him a little more time. If you are smart, you can become her subordinate.

Fang Xiwen didn't mention parting ways, but that was only because the Jiang family and the Six Gates still had some issues to sort out, and she wanted to deal with her sensitive identity at the same time.

The two of them didn't communicate anymore. After he left, Jiang Xingchu picked up the book again. Before he even read it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

When she left with the book, the courtyard became quiet.

A "thought" suddenly came, like a spring breeze and rain, silently, and fell in front of the stone table that the man had touched.

"I miss you so much that I want to break the mirror on the lake and watch the stars float up one by one. Xiwen, you always make me like you so much...I want to kill you with my own hands."

'roll. ’

Wow!

The illusory sound of a sea tide suddenly arose, shattering this thought.

Chapter 90 No choice

Zhoushan City, the office space north of Liushenmen.

Fang Xiwen came out after finishing the record, feeling quite good.

With the convenience of being a spy, he had a high degree of freedom in reporting the case. He easily concealed the clues he got from the spiritual realm and covered up for Jiang Xingchu... The Six Gates did not ask about it and looked unconcerned.

Although this attitude gave him great convenience, Fang Xiwen's impression of this organization was getting worse and worse. He did nothing but siege the whole night yesterday.

It's okay for a city like Jingshui City, but I hope the six gates of the provincial capital are not like this.

As a substitute for the spiritual realm, he wrote a lot of reasoning about general clues in the records, such as the old patriarch's body shape, the details of the reception, the temptation of cooking, etc. To put it bluntly, it was just observation and association, which was of little value.

But the Tiger and Leopard Constable was more and more surprised the more he read, and insisted that he write it down in detail and record his merits.

In order to encourage promotion from the lower levels, the Six Gates has a special reward and punishment system, otherwise he would not report so diligently.

Last night, he uncovered the conspiracy of the Blood Robe Cult, killed the murderer behind the scenes, treated the guests, cooperated with the organization, and stated the case... After this series of contributions, he won the prize directly. Although his position could not be promoted, he got a lot of merits and could directly go to the treasury of the Six Gates to pick treasures.

The main reason is that the rank of the spy assigned by Uncle Fang is already very high. Captain Qingshou has reached the level of Half-Step External Scene, and the chief Captain Hubao is one level lower than him.

Although I have never thought of making a living by solving cases and arresting people, this identity still has many conveniences...

Not only that, his prestige in Jiangzhou's underworld also increased significantly. Who wouldn't secretly praise the young man's chivalry when seeing him?

But having a reputation that is too loud is not a good thing.

"Wow, it's Feng Liujian! Why is he in Caishikou?"

"Maybe he has a date with a certain heroine. He really doesn't choose places!"

Fang Xiwen walked around the market carrying a basket of vegetables, hearing similar discussions in his ears, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Since Jiang Xingchu would have to stay in Zhoushan City for a few more days, he naturally couldn't go out to eat in such a swagger. The Six Gates might not care, but the Jiang family banquet would be crowded with people, so it was better to be safe.

He bought two days' worth of food, and the stall owner even gave him a bunch of green onions because of his reputation. This is really...

Walk back to the courtyard from the market and cross the arch bridge on the way.

It was noon, a big sun was hanging in the middle of the river, small boats were coming and going, and warm colors were spreading. This scene made him slow down his pace a little.

'I've been running around since I came out of Yiling, and I missed a lot of the beautiful scenery along the way...'

Suddenly, the river water fell back against the shore, and he felt a resonance in the Biluo sword in his body, so he turned his head sharply, "Sword Immortal?"

Although there was no one around him, Fang Ximing could clearly feel that familiar breath.

At this moment, when you turn your head back, what is in front of you is no longer a simple river, but a strong sense of sea tide amidst the surging waves.

"No wonder the entrance to the spiritual realm is in Jiangzhou. Is it because of the sword fairy..."

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The door opened and closed, Fang Xiwen walked back to the courtyard with a basket on her shoulder, and found it very quiet inside.

There is a magnolia tree in the yard, which is said to have been planted by the owner when he was young. It is now fifty or sixty years old. The magnolia flowers are in full bloom, and the shadows of the tree are scattered, carefully helping the girl lying on the stone table to wipe away the sunlight.

The seemingly precious music technique book was spread out. Jiang Xingchu folded his arms and pressed his face on it. His skin was white and rosy. He was muttering something, and there was a hint of bright silver at the corner of his lips.

It looked like she was waiting for him to come back, but it was a pity that she didn't have the abnormal endurance of the Book of Shocking World + Eight-Nine Profound Art... She was more tired than herself that night, so it was normal for her to fall asleep while waiting.

Seeing this, he lightened his steps, saw clearly the star lines surrounding her, and felt happy in his heart... Look, she is still on guard against me.

After getting to know Jiang Xingchu better, no matter whether it is acting or vigilance, these protective colors will not make people feel disgusted. After all, Xinggong is such an environment.

No matter how principled one is, it is still one of the ways of the devil after all, a place where human lives can be weighed on the scales.

Interests, blood, conspiracy... This girl is even the heir. She looks very cute now, and she can even stop him from hurting others when the blood evil enters his body.

Using the Luoxu Shenyou technique, Fang Xiwen walked into the kitchen in two steps and started to make a fire.

The kitchen utensils in this world are quite backward, but the conventional pots, cauldrons, stoves and the like are still quite complete.

"Maybe we can use Qing Mo Shenjun's mechanical skills to improve it and make an air fryer?"

He put the basket on the stove and laid out the ingredients he was going to use. Then he heard some noise behind him, so he said without turning back, "You can sleep a little longer. I've just started here."

Jiang Xingchu, who was far away, had just wiped the corner of his mouth and almost jumped up again when he heard this. What's the point... Who are you to me?

But when the words came to his lips, he unconsciously turned them into a lazy "hmm".

She sat up, closed the book, and looked at Fang Xiwen's busy back with a complicated look in her eyes.

This silly goose...is really interesting.

He is an extremely reliable companion when encountering problems. He has a quick mind, keeps his composure, has good command abilities, and is even a particularly good fighter. Ordinary strong men are no match for him.

That’s fine...he’s still very reassuring.

The collision of the true meaning of the external scene was not accidental. He always protected himself during the battle. Perhaps it was because he was not good at close combat, but it was rare for him to have this idea.

She is a demon cult witch who does whatever she wants. This idiot is really worried about her.

"What are you cooking? It smells so good." Jiang Xingchu walked into the kitchen and stood on tiptoe to take a look into the pot.

"Mushroom soup, I'm watching the fire."

"I'm here to take a look, you go and have a rest." Jiang Xingchu patted his shoulder with a gentle tone.

She actually knew everything. This meticulous guy was always dealing with the aftermath. When directing the Xue family to do things, she faked her wounds and made arrangements for those who had seen her fight.

When he went to Liushenmen to take notes, he deliberately left her in the courtyard. He must have been carefully helping her hide her identity during the interrogation.

After finishing all these, he came back to cook and sent her to bed...How could this be possible?

"You can't," Fang Xiwen lowered his head to glance at the heat and waved his hand, "I need to add medicinal herbs to it, and at the same time I have to ensure the taste. Do you have any experience?

Go take a rest."

"Why? I won't go!" Jiang Xingchu widened his eyes and twisted the corner of his mouth.

"No...you can't help?" Fang Xiwen was confused. He wished someone could take over his job so that he could go to the side and cool off.

She won't take a rest even though I ask her to?

Seeing that she was still standing in front of the stove, Fang Xiwen took out two candies like coaxing a child, "Here, here, go play."

Jiang Xingchu's face turned pale, and he didn't answer it. His eyes quickly rolled around, and he grabbed his clothes and said, "Take it off for me."

"what?"

"I'll help the young master wash his clothes, can't I?" She suddenly had an idea and pointed with her finger, "Look, the hem is stained with blood."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen flipped through the book and saw that it was true. So she looked at her suspiciously, "How long are you going to play house? Are you so kind?"

"Take it off when I tell you to!"

After a struggle, Jiang Xingchu successfully took off his coat, carried him into the yard, and looked like he had accomplished a great feat.

Do you really think of yourself as a maid? This young lady...

Fang Xiwen couldn't understand what she was thinking, so he took out a new set of clothes and put them on, then continued watching the fire.

On the other side, Jiang Xingchu took his coat and returned to the stone table, sitting down and looking at it carefully for a while.