Faraway Wanderers

Slowly, wen kexing righted himself into a sitting position, looking at him without saying a word. Crossing his legs, finger tapping against his knees, he only said in a quiet voice, after half a beat, " my surname is not Rong. I am only bitter that I have never met that one surnamed Rong in my life, otherwise, I will slaughter him once for every one time I run into him"

Zhou Zishu's face was devoid of any surprise. Upon hearing this, he paused, before his speech slowed as he said " Oh? Looks like I have guessed wrongly, then, I thought that.... thought that the current master of ghost valley is a Rong family descent"

In the darkness, only Zhang chengling's light snorting could be heard, the distance between the two of them was not far, but was as silent as a graveyard. After a while, a smile slowly formed on wen kexing's face. This smile was different than his usual dumb, squinty-eyed grin; there were no laugh wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, his pitch-black irises still as cold as the ice, reflecting a weak light. He looked over sharply, slender eyebrow cocked slightly, giving off the impression of a false smile " Oh?"

Zhou Zishu's so quiet that it seemed like his lips didn't move at all, but the speed at which he speaks was rapid " the delight morning ghost spent money to hire the Poisonous Scorpions to stalk the kid throughout his journey, not because he wanted to kill him, but because he desperately wanted to know if he had seen a man with a missing finger when the Zhang family tragedy had

occurred .according to what I know, the hanged ghost Xue fang is missing a finger, but ever since we met those people in the run-down temple that day, I know that the extermination of the Zhang family was not carried out by someone in the ghost valley "

Like he was extremely interested, Wen Kexing continued asking "How did you know this?"

Zhou zishu laughed lightly," escorting that kid to Tuihu unharmed, with all his limbs intact out of the snare of a hundred thousand ghosts. If my ability were that great. I would have ruled over the pugilist world years ago.

Wen Kexing looked at him with a burning gaze and said " you don't have to be this humble, either "

Zhou zishu continued " but why the delighted morning ghost chase after the kid so doggedly

I think there might be only one explanation: no matter who committed the deed one the Zhang family, there must be a ghost from the bamboo ridge who lift The Valley one his own and got himself involved in this, and the delight morning ghost suspected that ..... or should I say, want to let people suspect that, this person is the hanged ghost.

Wen Kexing nodded " indeed the two of us followed them from Jiangnan to Tuihu and then to Dongting. We arrived coincidentally, and our appearance was suspicious. I even killed that little ghost in the underground cave, because I was wary of him exposing my identity, am I right "

Zhou zishu " this is difficult to guess, Wen. If you take a look at the entire Jianghu. There are few people who I can't guess the background. Discounting those of the southern border and the northern desert, within the pugilist world of the central plain, I can count them on my hand. You and I have spent many days together. If I still couldn't tell, wouldn't I be too stupid?"

Wen Kexing was quiet for a while, neither confirming nor denying. Then a laugh escaped him and nodded " you know too many things ... Manor Lord Zhou? Lord Zhou?

Zhou zishu smiled "I'm no more than a citizen now, The Valley Master is too polite " when Kexing had named 'the three- autumn nails of the seven acupunctures' earlier, Zhou zishu had known that Kexing had guessed at his background

The two of them said nothing; at that moment, wen kexing was no longer the glib- tongued Casanova who had an exclusive taste for men, and Zhou zishu was no longer the broke, homeless, wanderer who sang little tunes off-pitch...the mysterious master of Fangya mountain and the unpredictable former leader of the Tian Chuang faced each other silently in an abandoned house, but it was more as soundless size-up of the other.

The only witness was, unbelievably, sleeping like the dead on the other side

Zhou zishu glanced at Zhang Chengling, and lower his voice even further " isn't the ghost master following this kid to know because you think he knows something? Such as ....who the person who broke the rule and left The Valley, and kept hunting him down after this?"

Wen kexing asked in reply, all smiles, " How do you know that the one I'm following is him "

Zhou zishu let loose a laugh " if you are not following him, you can't be following me, can you?"

Yet Wen Kexing only smiled, his demeanor could have been easily mistaken for one who is deeply in love as they gaze at his lover, his smile was giving Zhou goosebumps. Half a beat later, Wen Kexing asked lightly " don't you think we are becoming a better match for each other "

Zhou zishu said resolutely " not at all"

Wen kexing gaze at him, his expression still one of the raise- hair gentleness. They look at each other for half a beat, before Zhou suddenly asked "Are you crazy, or is this an after effect of a Qi deviation.

But Wen caught his fingers lightly and caressed his palm. He lifts it and bent to press a gentle Kissel on the back of his hand, and asked " what do you think?"

Goosebumps instantly rose all over Zhou's body. He snatched his hand back. That warm sensation and persistent gaze seemed to entangle into something inseparable; Zhou was starting to find that Wen was demented and not lightly so " Wen' s appetite is too good"

Wen said shamelessly " nice put, except that my appetite is whetted once I lay my eyes on you, what do you suggest I do?"

Immediately afterward, before Zhou could say anything, Wen continued bullshitting endlessly " many years ago, I saw a corpse at the side of the road which hair had already withered, the mess clumps in a ball, and the color of its clothes had faded until I can no longer tell what they had once been. It had a face that was gory with blood and flesh, the nose was sliced off, a spear piercing it from the chest all through its back coming out from its shoulders blades... I looked at it for some time and one look at its shoulders blades I knew that it has to be an unparalleled beauty when they have been alive, and guess what?"

Zhou inhaled deeply, but Wen interjected before he could speak, " I have yet to misjudge a person's beauty, having told a person's Beauty by their bones my whole life, so you might as well wash of the disguise on your face and let me kiss and hug you until my addiction is sated. Beautiful people are rare in this world, but they're also not too difficult to come across. I have embraced all the beauties in the world, and have never pasted them afterward. who knows, perhaps after seeing your true face, we develop a passionate, torrid emotion for each other, have a one- stand, and I won't think of you again, but the way you are now.....makes me want to live my whole life with you instead "

Zhou had wanted to say something, his word already on the tip of his tongue, but instantly forgot them once he heard this. he stared at Wen eye wide and tongue-tied

Then Wen crackle, rocking back and forth in his laughter, and pointed at Zhou as he said " scared you to death, didn't I "

"Fuck you " zhou evaluate simply, then paused as though he has thought of something, he suddenly patted his shoulder and said, "forget it, my condolences"

Wen froze and asked hesitantly " What"

But Zhou said nothing else, only leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes to rest

Why someone will remember the appearance of a dead person so clearly that they could still relate to what they were wearing and how their hair has been in such extensive detail, even after so many years had passed? He must have gone over it countless times until it was curved into his heart, narrating it in a joking manner as it was nothing to him , over and over again, only fearing that he would forget how the deceased had looked like.

Inexplicably, Zhou understood feeling.... they might have met in the ocean of strangers out of coincidence, ignorant of each other background, but this doesn't stand in the way of them being kindred souls.

The next day Zhou zishu left the abandoned courtyard with Chengling. Of course, bringing an uninvited shadow with the surname Wen with them. Zhou was planning to pay another visit to the pingan bank to check on the progress of what has he asked them to investigate the last time so that he could gain a better understanding of things. It afforded him to stuff information in Chengling's empty head so that he doesn't just dumbly study gongfu and do nothing else.

Zhang Chengling soon realized that it was very painful to learn something with his cheap master. He just memorized a long list of slobbering and unintelligible formulas, and he didn't care if others understood or remembered, Can't live, this is even taught to you. The beautiful name is "Master leads into the door, and practice is personal."

Zhang Chengling only felt that the threshold led by Master Zhou was too high, it was even higher than the mid-mountains of other people. It was in the clouds and mist, and his mind was even muddier. The stupid look made Zhou Zishu very impatient, and he slapped his palms on the back of his head, cursing: "Are you talking about it or hanging yourself?"

Zhang Chengling knew he was stupid and didn't dare to talk back. He looked at him with a grievance. Zhou Zishu said, "What?"

Zhang Chengling said, "Master, I don't understand."

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zishu felt that he had patience with his Master, so he was forced to hold down his temper, slowed down his speech, and consciously asked, "Why don't you understand?"

Zhang Chengling glanced at him and lowered his head silently, whispering: "I don't understand anything ..."

Zhou Zishu silently looked away. After holding it for a long time, he couldn't help it, saying, "Is that the thing on your neck is the head or the camber pot ?!"

Wen Kexing followed him to pick up the music, and when he saw the situation, he stepped forward and pulled them apart, automatically thinking of himself as a loving father next to Yan's mother. Alright, do you know how to teach your disciple? Even the smartest disciple will turn dumb with how much you reprimand him"

Zhou Zishu said: "Why not, I single-handedly thought my shidi all what he knows "

Wen Kexing opened his eyes slightly and wondered: "What do you do when your shidi can't recite the tactics and can't practice?"

This is a long time ago, and Zhou Zishu frowned for a while, then said, "I asked him to copy the basic Qi training recipes three hundred times. If he still doesn't get it, he doesn't need to eat. no needs to sleep, I asked someone to lock his bedroom in the middle of the night and told him to comprehend it in the snow. "

Zhang Chengling heard a secret shiver. Wen Kexing waited for a long while before sighing: " you shidi truly has a great fortune of surviving stuff

Zhou Zishu stepped in a footstep, and suddenly said, "He doesn't have great fortune, he's dead." Both Zhang Chengling and Wen Kexing looked at him. His yellow face didn't show the slightest clue, Zhou Zishu was not very gentle. Slap Zhang Chengling's head and tell the truth flatly, "Study hard. If you want to live a few more days, you must have the ability."

Then he threw Zhang Chengling to Wen Kexing, leaving a sentence: "I'm going to see a friend, and you can see him for a while." Then he played a little work and left without looking back, leaving only Zhang Chengling and Wen Kexing. Two faces looked at each other.

For a long while, Wen Kexing said deeply: "Your master is very reasonable and must have the ability-forget it, he is not here, let's change our mind, and then I will tell you the story of that red baby. the second half."

Zhang Chengling was unpromising and immediately regained his spirit. The two walked to the nearest restaurant while listening to Wen Kexing said: "What can those monsters and monsters do? The red child thought for a long time and tried countless ways, Finally let him come up with an idea, just a magic weapon-"

The two of them spoke well, one was very good at making things, and the other was a very happy audience. They wanted to walk into a restaurant. Suddenly, they heard a girl behind them shouting, "Master! Master, I can find you!"

Wen Kexing and Zhang Chengling turned around and saw Gu Xiang leaping up and down, surprisingly, she still followed Cao Weining behind her. Wen Kexing couldn't figure out how to mix the two. Before he asked, he listened to Gu Xiang's crackled beans and said, "I missed you yesterday, so I went to find out, but I heard this brother Cao Say you and Zhou Su took the kid from Zhang's house, he volunteered to take me out to look for you! "

Cao Weining smirked, and even said, " it is my pleasure, it is my pleasure."

Gu Xiang continued: "Master, Brother Cao is not only righteous but also very knowledgeable. Let me tell you ..."

Wen Kexing simply wanted to pretend he didn't know the two of them, and pulled Zhang Chengling and walked into the restaurant

Slowly, wen kexing righted himself into a sitting position, looking at him without saying a word. Crossing his legs, finger tapping against his knees, he only said in a quiet voice, after half a beat, " my surname is not Rong. I am only bitter that I have never met that one surnamed Rong in my life, otherwise, I will slaughter him once for every one time I run into him"

Zhou Zishu's face was devoid of any surprise. Upon hearing this, he paused, before his speech slowed as he said " Oh? Looks like I have guessed wrongly, then, I thought that.... thought that the current master of ghost valley is a Rong family descent"

In the darkness, only Zhang chengling's light snorting could be heard, the distance between the two of them was not far, but was as silent as a graveyard. After a while, a smile slowly formed on wen kexing's face. This smile was different than his usual dumb, squinty-eyed grin; there were no laugh wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, his pitch-black irises still as cold as the ice, reflecting a weak light. He looked over sharply, slender eyebrow cocked slightly, giving off the impression of a false smile " Oh?"

Zhou Zishu's so quiet that it seemed like his lips didn't move at all, but the speed at which he speaks was rapid " the delight morning ghost spent money to hire the Poisonous Scorpions to stalk the kid throughout his journey, not because he wanted to kill him, but because he desperately wanted to know if he had seen a man with a missing finger when the Zhang family tragedy had

occurred .according to what I know, the hanged ghost Xue fang is missing a finger, but ever since we met those people in the run-down temple that day, I know that the extermination of the Zhang family was not carried out by someone in the ghost valley "

Like he was extremely interested, Wen Kexing continued asking "How did you know this?"

Zhou zishu laughed lightly," escorting that kid to Tuihu unharmed, with all his limbs intact out of the snare of a hundred thousand ghosts. If my ability were that great. I would have ruled over the pugilist world years ago.

Wen Kexing looked at him with a burning gaze and said " you don't have to be this humble, either "

Zhou zishu continued " but why the delighted morning ghost chase after the kid so doggedly

I think there might be only one explanation: no matter who committed the deed one the Zhang family, there must be a ghost from the bamboo ridge who lift The Valley one his own and got himself involved in this, and the delight morning ghost suspected that ..... or should I say, want to let people suspect that, this person is the hanged ghost.

Wen Kexing nodded " indeed the two of us followed them from Jiangnan to Tuihu and then to Dongting. We arrived coincidentally, and our appearance was suspicious. I even killed that little ghost in the underground cave, because I was wary of him exposing my identity, am I right "

Zhou zishu " this is difficult to guess, Wen. If you take a look at the entire Jianghu. There are few people who I can't guess the background. Discounting those of the southern border and the northern desert, within the pugilist world of the central plain, I can count them on my hand. You and I have spent many days together. If I still couldn't tell, wouldn't I be too stupid?"

Wen Kexing was quiet for a while, neither confirming nor denying. Then a laugh escaped him and nodded " you know too many things ... Manor Lord Zhou? Lord Zhou?

Zhou zishu smiled "I'm no more than a citizen now, The Valley Master is too polite " when Kexing had named 'the three- autumn nails of the seven acupunctures' earlier, Zhou zishu had known that Kexing had guessed at his background

The two of them said nothing; at that moment, wen kexing was no longer the glib- tongued Casanova who had an exclusive taste for men, and Zhou zishu was no longer the broke, homeless, wanderer who sang little tunes off-pitch...the mysterious master of Fangya mountain and the unpredictable former leader of the Tian Chuang faced each other silently in an abandoned house, but it was more as soundless size-up of the other.

The only witness was, unbelievably, sleeping like the dead on the other side

Zhou zishu glanced at Zhang Chengling, and lower his voice even further " isn't the ghost master following this kid to know because you think he knows something? Such as ....who the person who broke the rule and left The Valley, and kept hunting him down after this?"

Wen kexing asked in reply, all smiles, " How do you know that the one I'm following is him "

Zhou zishu let loose a laugh " if you are not following him, you can't be following me, can you?"

Yet Wen Kexing only smiled, his demeanor could have been easily mistaken for one who is deeply in love as they gaze at his lover, his smile was giving Zhou goosebumps. Half a beat later, Wen Kexing asked lightly " don't you think we are becoming a better match for each other "

Zhou zishu said resolutely " not at all"

Wen kexing gaze at him, his expression still one of the raise- hair gentleness. They look at each other for half a beat, before Zhou suddenly asked "Are you crazy, or is this an after effect of a Qi deviation.

But Wen caught his fingers lightly and caressed his palm. He lifts it and bent to press a gentle Kissel on the back of his hand, and asked " what do you think?"

Goosebumps instantly rose all over Zhou's body. He snatched his hand back. That warm sensation and persistent gaze seemed to entangle into something inseparable; Zhou was starting to find that Wen was demented and not lightly so " Wen' s appetite is too good"

Wen said shamelessly " nice put, except that my appetite is whetted once I lay my eyes on you, what do you suggest I do?"

Immediately afterward, before Zhou could say anything, Wen continued bullshitting endlessly " many years ago, I saw a corpse at the side of the road which hair had already withered, the mess clumps in a ball, and the color of its clothes had faded until I can no longer tell what they had once been. It had a face that was gory with blood and flesh, the nose was sliced off, a spear piercing it from the chest all through its back coming out from its shoulders blades... I looked at it for some time and one look at its shoulders blades I knew that it has to be an unparalleled beauty when they have been alive, and guess what?"

Zhou inhaled deeply, but Wen interjected before he could speak, " I have yet to misjudge a person's beauty, having told a person's Beauty by their bones my whole life, so you might as well wash of the disguise on your face and let me kiss and hug you until my addiction is sated. Beautiful people are rare in this world, but they're also not too difficult to come across. I have embraced all the beauties in the world, and have never pasted them afterward. who knows, perhaps after seeing your true face, we develop a passionate, torrid emotion for each other, have a one- stand, and I won't think of you again, but the way you are now.....makes me want to live my whole life with you instead "

Zhou had wanted to say something, his word already on the tip of his tongue, but instantly forgot them once he heard this. he stared at Wen eye wide and tongue-tied

Then Wen crackle, rocking back and forth in his laughter, and pointed at Zhou as he said " scared you to death, didn't I "

"Fuck you " zhou evaluate simply, then paused as though he has thought of something, he suddenly patted his shoulder and said, "forget it, my condolences"

Wen froze and asked hesitantly " What"

But Zhou said nothing else, only leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes to rest

Why someone will remember the appearance of a dead person so clearly that they could still relate to what they were wearing and how their hair has been in such extensive detail, even after so many years had passed? He must have gone over it countless times until it was curved into his heart, narrating it in a joking manner as it was nothing to him , over and over again, only fearing that he would forget how the deceased had looked like.

Inexplicably, Zhou understood feeling.... they might have met in the ocean of strangers out of coincidence, ignorant of each other background, but this doesn't stand in the way of them being kindred souls.

The next day Zhou zishu left the abandoned courtyard with Chengling. Of course, bringing an uninvited shadow with the surname Wen with them. Zhou was planning to pay another visit to the pingan bank to check on the progress of what has he asked them to investigate the last time so that he could gain a better understanding of things. It afforded him to stuff information in Chengling's empty head so that he doesn't just dumbly study gongfu and do nothing else.

Zhang Chengling soon realized that it was very painful to learn something with his cheap master. He just memorized a long list of slobbering and unintelligible formulas, and he didn't care if others understood or remembered, Can't live, this is even taught to you. The beautiful name is "Master leads into the door, and practice is personal."

Zhang Chengling only felt that the threshold led by Master Zhou was too high, it was even higher than the mid-mountains of other people. It was in the clouds and mist, and his mind was even muddier. The stupid look made Zhou Zishu very impatient, and he slapped his palms on the back of his head, cursing: "Are you talking about it or hanging yourself?"

Zhang Chengling knew he was stupid and didn't dare to talk back. He looked at him with a grievance. Zhou Zishu said, "What?"

Zhang Chengling said, "Master, I don't understand."

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zishu felt that he had patience with his Master, so he was forced to hold down his temper, slowed down his speech, and consciously asked, "Why don't you understand?"

Zhang Chengling glanced at him and lowered his head silently, whispering: "I don't understand anything ..."

Zhou Zishu silently looked away. After holding it for a long time, he couldn't help it, saying, "Is that the thing on your neck is the head or the camber pot ?!"

Wen Kexing followed him to pick up the music, and when he saw the situation, he stepped forward and pulled them apart, automatically thinking of himself as a loving father next to Yan's mother. Alright, do you know how to teach your disciple? Even the smartest disciple will turn dumb with how much you reprimand him"

Zhou Zishu said: "Why not, I single-handedly thought my shidi all what he knows "

Wen Kexing opened his eyes slightly and wondered: "What do you do when your shidi can't recite the tactics and can't practice?"

This is a long time ago, and Zhou Zishu frowned for a while, then said, "I asked him to copy the basic Qi training recipes three hundred times. If he still doesn't get it, he doesn't need to eat. no needs to sleep, I asked someone to lock his bedroom in the middle of the night and told him to comprehend it in the snow. "

Zhang Chengling heard a secret shiver. Wen Kexing waited for a long while before sighing: " you shidi truly has a great fortune of surviving stuff

Zhou Zishu stepped in a footstep, and suddenly said, "He doesn't have great fortune, he's dead." Both Zhang Chengling and Wen Kexing looked at him. His yellow face didn't show the slightest clue, Zhou Zishu was not very gentle. Slap Zhang Chengling's head and tell the truth flatly, "Study hard. If you want to live a few more days, you must have the ability."

Then he threw Zhang Chengling to Wen Kexing, leaving a sentence: "I'm going to see a friend, and you can see him for a while." Then he played a little work and left without looking back, leaving only Zhang Chengling and Wen Kexing. Two faces looked at each other.

For a long while, Wen Kexing said deeply: "Your master is very reasonable and must have the ability-forget it, he is not here, let's change our mind, and then I will tell you the story of that red baby. the second half."

Zhang Chengling was unpromising and immediately regained his spirit. The two walked to the nearest restaurant while listening to Wen Kexing said: "What can those monsters and monsters do? The red child thought for a long time and tried countless ways, Finally let him come up with an idea, just a magic weapon-"

The two of them spoke well, one was very good at making things, and the other was a very happy audience. They wanted to walk into a restaurant. Suddenly, they heard a girl behind them shouting, "Master! Master, I can find you!"

Wen Kexing and Zhang Chengling turned around and saw Gu Xiang leaping up and down, surprisingly, she still followed Cao Weining behind her. Wen Kexing couldn't figure out how to mix the two. Before he asked, he listened to Gu Xiang's crackled beans and said, "I missed you yesterday, so I went to find out, but I heard this brother Cao Say you and Zhou Su took the kid from Zhang's house, he volunteered to take me out to look for you! "

Cao Weining smirked, and even said, " it is my pleasure, it is my pleasure."

Gu Xiang continued: "Master, Brother Cao is not only righteous but also very knowledgeable. Let me tell you ..."

Wen Kexing simply wanted to pretend he didn't know the two of them, and pulled Zhang Chengling and walked into the restaurant

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