Miss Jun frowned slightly, as if she was very unhappy with his words.
"What are you doing? He's not well yet, so don't bully him," she said.
"Why did I bully him?" Zhu Zan glared even more.
Fang Chengyu gently shook Miss Jun's hand.
"Brother didn't bully me," he said. "Brother wanted to teach me how to keep fit. I don't know if I can learn it, so I'm asking you."
Zhu Zan looked at Fang Chengyu.
"You little brat, you are so cunning. I didn't offend you, did I? Why are you stinking at me?" He said, "Pretend to be a good person now. Why did you act so aggrieved just now?"
"Okay." Miss Jun frowned and interrupted him, "You can't learn now. Your body is not weak for a day or two, and it can't be a day or two if you want to strengthen your body. When you get better, I will
There are also many ways to keep fit.”
Fang Chengyu smiled and nodded.
"Okay, okay." He said, and nodded sincerely to Zhu Zan, "Thank you for your kindness, brother, I can't learn it now."
"Let's go, it's time to take medicine and get ready for bed," Miss Jun said.
After saying that, he gave a brief salute to Zhu Zan, and Fang Chengyu also said goodbye politely. Miss Jun supported his arm and turned around.
"Children go to bed so early." Zhu Zan leaned against the pillar and pointed at the sky, shook his head and sighed, "What a waste of life."
Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu had already walked in and ignored him.
Zhu Zan turned his head and saw Lei Zhonglianju looking at him in the night in the yard.
"My friend, why don't you go to bed? Don't waste your life." Zhu Zan said, raising his eyebrows again, "Also, I know I'm good-looking, but don't always stare at me. If you look again, I'll pay you.
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Is this person really short of money?
Why can everything be exchanged for money?
Is he a money stick?
If you really give him money, will he really want it? And then will he let him look at it casually?
Lei Zhonglian couldn't help but think.
"certainly."
Seeing through his thoughts, Zhu Zan, who was leaning on the pillar, smiled, his white teeth illuminated by the lantern swaying in the night wind.
"I am a woodcutter, I keep my word, and I am an honest man. Those who want to see me have paid, and I really let them see everything. If you don't believe me, go and ask."
What does this have to do with woodcutter?
Can today's woodcutters still do this kind of business?
But what’s so interesting about the woodcutter?
Also, if you ask him to find out, he doesn't even know who he is.
This man seemed careless but was actually very cunning. As Miss Jun said, he wanted to confirm their identities firstly and secondly to prevent his identity and whereabouts from being leaked.
You can leave when he feels relieved.
Then just wait.
Lei Zhonglian pointed at a room.
"That's the guest room over there." He said in a low voice, and without waiting for Zhu Zan to speak, he lowered his head and hurried to the front hall.
He slept in the hall in the front hall, and did not strictly guard outside Fang Chengyu and Miss Jun's bedroom, because Miss Jun said that the place where she slept would be dangerous at night, and she would not be able to save him if he was accidentally injured.
Although Lei Zhonglian could not imagine how dangerous it was, he knew that she was not telling lies. Ever since she left the house, she had never left Fang Chengyu and was with her at all times.
Rather than saying he is a guard, the real guard is Miss Jun.
How could we be so sure if we were not confident?
Lei Zhonglian turned over on the bed.
However, why does Miss Jun say that if he is in trouble and we are in trouble, we don’t need to worry? Does this mean that it is a good thing that he is in trouble?
And what trouble do we have?
These things made Lei Zhonglian's mind a little confused. He shook his head and shook off these messy things.
He didn't understand these, but he understood another sentence Miss Jun said, don't worry.
Lei Zhonglian turned over again, raised his ears, closed his eyes, and fell asleep calmly.
It was dark at night, but suddenly there was a banging sound and a man complaining. It was obviously the person in the guest room who was making trouble.
Lei Zhonglian did not open his eyes, the noisy sounds gradually fell silent, the night became dark, and with the occasional murmur of night insects, everything returned to tranquility.
The night covers the entire land regardless of wealth or poverty.
But there are still many people on the earth who have not fallen asleep.
There are still lights burning at the end of the street in a town, which looks very lonely in the summer night.
It was a late-night snack stall, mainly supplying food to the watchmen and soldiers patrolling the city to relieve their fatigue and hunger. The dining room was very simple, with only two pots installed, one pot of spicy soup and one pot of mutton braised noodles.
The bubbles emitted an alluring aroma in the night.
At this time, there was only one man guarding the stall. He looked skinny and was dozing off by the fire with his head lowered.
At this time, two watchmen came over chatting and laughing, greeting each other as before.
"Old farm, old rules." one of the people said.
Another person had already placed the drum on the table and was waving his sleeves to fan the wind.
"...What did the woodcutter say when you saw him..." He continued the previous conversation.
Just as he said these words, a strong gust of wind hit him, and at the same time a hand pressed his shoulder.
"Old Tian, what are you doing..." The watchman turned his head and said with some displeasure, and then his words stopped abruptly because the hand had already reached his throat.
"Who are you?" Another person also looked over and stammered.
Under the light of the wind lantern hanging on the shed, this night stall man was not the lonely old man with a charitable face that they were familiar with.
This is a very kind and ordinary face that you would not take a second look at in a crowd, nor would you remember it after seeing it.
"Which woodcutter?" he asked.
The two watchers also came to their senses, and suddenly they were anxious, scared and panicked.
"Who are you?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Where's Old Man Tian?"
"It's murder."
They screamed and waved their hands.
But this man pinned them down on the table with one hand and one at a time. However, the movement was very conspicuous in the night. Just as a group of soldiers patrolling the city passed by, they hurriedly surrounded the man and aimed their swords and guns at the man.
"Who are you?" the leader of the soldiers shouted.
The man turned slightly to one side, raised his arms and turned his waist towards them.
"The person on errands." He said calmly.
Running an errand?
The soldiers were startled, and their eyes fell on the man's waist. An embroidered spring knife was exposed from under his clothes. The expressions of the soldiers suddenly changed.
"It turns out they are adults." The leader said respectfully, but with a somewhat confused look on his face, he looked at the man, "My little eyes are stupid, I didn't recognize that the adults are..."
If it was from the local Jinyi Health Center, they would not recognize him, but the person in front of them looked very unfamiliar.
"From the capital," the man said, raising his legs and stepping on the stool.
This action caused his robe to lift open, revealing a waist badge hanging inside.
The leading soldier looked carefully and immediately took a few steps back.
"You adults are on errands, please get out of the way quickly." He straightened up and said.
Before they could even finish speaking, the soldiers put away their swords and guns and retreated as if they were flying away.
The man kept the two watchmen hostage while asking and answering questions, but the two watchmen didn't even have time to shout. In the blink of an eye, there were only three of them left in the hay shed.
Although the identity of the other party was not mentioned in the question and answer, the two watchmen also saw the man's exposed Xiuchundao and the hanging waist tag. The waistband could not be seen clearly, but Xiuchundao recognized it. The two watchmen
Suddenly I didn't dare to shout.
Ancestors, how did they get into trouble with these ancestors?
The two of them were so weak that they were about to cry.
"I just want to ask something, and talk it over carefully." The man always said in a calm tone, "What kind of person is a woodcutter?"
Woodcutter?
The two clock watchers were a little confused by the question.
"Your Excellency, are you looking for firewood cutters?" One person boldly stammered, "They all live in the countryside and will come to the city to sell firewood in the early morning..."
"Have any strangers called themselves woodcutters recently?" the man asked slowly, looking at them.
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Oh, just adding an update, it’s nothing, I just want everyone to see the next chapter.
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