Dressed as a villain in the palm of your hand

Chapter 46

    Su Su felt sorry for the box of dream mirages, and was also worried about Luo Wenxin. On the second day, he came to the West Courtyard and asked Brother Luo where he went yesterday.

Also, Brother Luo Xian was obviously unwell, why did he disappear later?

Luo Wenxin was sitting in the gazebo, silently eating lotus seeds, feeling that Su Su might have seen something last night, so she was too embarrassed to answer, so she just listened with one small ear.

He slept late last night, and now his whole body is still sore, even when he was sitting, he felt limp and unable to lift himself up.

Ji Sheng's attention was all on Luo Wenxin. When Su Su asked something, he would answer with "um" or "oh". In the end, Su Su lost his temper.

Fortunately, he saw that Luo Wenxin was in good spirits, and his face was quite rosy, and he didn't have the inexplicable strangeness of last night; he also thought about other people's illnesses, the elder brother must know more than himself, so he didn't mention it here There are many entanglements in the section.

Without saying a few words, Su Su politely asked Ji Sheng to go and see his newly acquired sword. It was said to come from the Western Regions. It was shiny all over, and the scabbard was inlaid with five or six high-quality gemstones. , when waved, the precious light flows, which is very strange.

Ji Sheng has no interest in swords, he just lives in other people's homes temporarily, and the other party is really considerate, especially for Luo Wenxin -

he glanced at the youngsters eating lotus seeds one by one like little rabbits, and thought for a moment , agreed to Su Su.

After chatting a few more words, the two went to the dojo behind the courtyard together.

It was afternoon, and the sun was lazily shining.

Luo Wenxin took a short rest and came to the courtyard to bask in the sun.

There was a small table in front of him, and he was sitting there, but within a short time of incense burning, the maid brought several plates of pastries and fruits, many of which were like nothing Luo Wenxin had ever seen before, and they looked delicate and sweet.

He carefully picked up a piece, but the cake was too soft, it shattered into froth all over his clothes.

Luo Wen was quite at a loss, his face immediately flushed, and he raised his eyes to look at the maid standing beside him.

That maidservant was going to change his clothes for him at the hot spring last night. Seeing his appearance now, she didn't smile, she just bent her eyebrows and said in a warm voice: "Maidmaid help the young master clean his clothes."

Luo Wen Xin nodded obediently, and she came forward, took a handkerchief, and asked Luo Wenxin to raise his hand, and he raised his hand, telling Luo Wenxin to turn around, and he turned around.

Luo Wenxin is used to being served in this way, it was like this in the last life, it was like this in Xianyunzhuang, now this maidservant from Biezhuang is assigned to serve Luo Wenxin, and seeing that he is still young, it is naturally the same.

But it didn't take long before he heard a low laughing sound coming from nowhere, "Where did the baby come from?"

Luo Wen was stunned, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that in the gazebo in the distance, I don't know when a man sat down.

The man, in a wide robe and wide sleeves, was lying sprawled on the cool chair with a book on his face, as if he was taking a nap.

There was an easel standing in front of him. On the stone table next to the easel were scattered brushes, paints and other things. It seemed that he was tired from painting, so he took a short rest and just woke up.

Luo Wenxin realized that "milk baby" was talking about himself, and was stunned for a while, but the maid had already helped him clean up the front of his clothes, so she didn't speak, and sat back silently.

It's just that I didn't eat the soft cake.

Su Su was hospitable, and Luo Wenxin guessed that this person was probably one of his guests, and they were in the same courtyard at the moment, and he didn't know who the other party was, so it's better not to disturb him too much.

So he turned his body around, turned his side to the person, and concentrated on watching the scene on the other side.

After a while, I only heard the "rustling" sound of a few paintbrushes rubbing against the paper, which was light and subtle, but it was also clear in this quiet afternoon.

In addition, the maid standing beside Luo Wenxin also frequently cast curious glances over there, Luo Wenxin finally felt a little strange.

He turned his head and saw that the man in the toga had already sat up at some point, holding the easel with one hand and holding the pen in the other. The pen moved like a dragon, drawing the person in front of him.

Luo Wenxin blinked, looked at that person, and then at himself. After a few seconds, he finally realized that the person was painting himself.

The man was discovered by the Lord, but he didn't hide. He poked his face out from behind the half-person-high easel and grinned at Luo Wenxin.

"Although it's a milk doll," the man held the pen, looked at Luo Wenxin's face, and said with a smile, "but it's really beautiful.

" But I always feel that he is not looking at a real person, but a beautiful bird, or a delicate flower, and there is an inexplicable indifference in his appreciation.

Luo Wenxin was a little embarrassed by the look, and just about to turn around, the man stared at him, but the smile on his face faded a little.

Luo Wenxin hadn't realized the reason for the sudden change in his complexion, but saw that the other party stood up, put down the paintbrush, and then walked quickly, one step at a time that was several steps ahead of ordinary people, and stood on Luo Wenxin's body in an instant. beside.

Luo Wenxin and the maidservant were all stunned. Looking up at him, they looked a little terrified, obviously realizing that this man was not an ordinary person, but a quack with martial arts.

The man stood beside him, but with a gentle expression on his face, he said, "Is the young master sick?"

This time, his expression was quite serious, but the question he asked stunned Luo Wen.

He touched his face subconsciously, thinking first, where is the bad health written on his face?

He also thought, in fact, if this person hadn't mentioned it, he hadn't remembered that he was still sick for a long time.

In fact, in recent months, his health has been much better, and the cough that is common in spring and summer communication has not occurred, and because of the hot summer, he doesn't even feel cold anymore.

And this person, just took a look at himself, and he was sure that he was in good health?

Thinking of this man's ghostly gait just now, he couldn't help thinking, where did this expert come from?

Just as he was thinking about it, the man stroked his sleeves, took another step closer, and said to himself, "Excuse me, I want to cut your pulse."

Luo Wen was still dumbfounded, and his wrist was tied for a moment.

The man felt the pulse under his fingertips, and frowned slightly.

When he raised his head again, he looked at Luo Wenxin with a somewhat complicated expression.

It is neither the mockery when he was called "milk baby" at the beginning, nor the indifference when he was painting just now, but a slightly serious expression, with a hint of puzzlement.

The two of them stayed silent for a while, and the maidservant who stood beside her didn't dare to show her anger.

Suddenly, a piercing sound came from not far away, as if some sharp weapon pierced the clouds with the sound of the wind, and came straight towards the man.

Fortunately, this man reacted very quickly, and he used the ghostly steps just now, swaying his figure to the side, and dodged.

He raised his head, and saw a slender machete stuck on the stone pillar in front of him, and a few strands of hair that had been chopped off were floating in the air.

The scimitar was long and slender, the handle was pitch black, and the lines on the handle were exactly the same as in his impression.

It's broken soul.

The man was stunned for a moment, touched his hair, and saw that the end of his hair was missing, suddenly furious, turned his head and said: "Fuck you, Ji—" but saw a tall man in

black Walking in from the courtyard, staring at him coldly, while raising his hand, he pulled out the Broken Soul inserted into the stone pillar, but did not put it back into the sheath.

Ji Sheng is tall and already feels oppressed, but at the moment the corners of his lips and brows are also calm, and he can see some obvious displeasure.

Before the man finished speaking, Su Su followed in from behind, looked at Ji Cheng, and then at the man with wide sleeves, seeing the two men's eyes met, he couldn't help but wondered: "Brother Luo, Brother Yun, you know each other. ?"

Su Su's nerves were about as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and he didn't notice the strange atmosphere, so he took another step forward, looked at Luo Wenxin, and said with a smile, "Brother Luo Xian? How about the dim sum in my village?" Luo Wenxin just

said After recovering from his stupefaction, he looked at Su Su and said, "It's delicious." He

stretched out his hand again, and held Ji Cheng's clothes, who was standing not far away from him, and whispered, "...Brother." The

young man The voice is very soft, but the two words spoken at this moment seem to have plucked the tight string in the air at this moment.

Ji Sheng's tense expression instantly softened, he looked down at him, approached him, took the hand he brought over, and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

But the man called "Brother Yun" was stunned when he heard the words, whether there was much concealed surprise in his expression.

His eyes looked between Luo Wenxin and Ji Sheng, and finally fell on the hands they held. After a while, he finally laughed.

I see.

He could understand where the boy's abnormal pulse came from.

"So it's Brother Luo." Yunxiu arched his hands towards Ji Cheng, then looked at Su Su, and said with a smile, "Brother Luo and I are indeed old acquaintances, but we haven't seen each other for a long time, Brother Luo is getting better and better , That's why I almost didn't recognize it just now."

He deliberately bit the word "Brother Luo" very hard, and when he said the last sentence, he even bit his teeth.

"Really?" Su Su was very happy, "Brother Luo and I also met yesterday, and we hit it off right away, so we specially invited his two brothers to stay in the manor." Yunxiu smiled even more happily, and said, "That's how it is.

"

The two were talking to themselves, when Ji Cheng suddenly let go of Luo Wenxin's hand, and spread it towards Yunxiu, "Bring it." Yunxiu

said, "What?"

Ji Sheng looked at him expressionlessly, and just said One word, "painting."

It turned out that not only seeing him just now felt the pulse of Luo Wen, but also seeing him painting, no wonder he was so jealous.

Yunxiu laughed secretly, but still said: "What painting?"

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Ji Sheng went straight to the easel to get it.

Seeing this, Yunxiu followed immediately.

He is carrying the cloud-piercing gait uniquely taught by Yun Yungu. No matter how fast Ji Sheng's body is, he is still three points inferior to him in this gait. Therefore, Yunxiu stepped forward in two steps, just ahead of Ji Sheng, and beat him just now. The small portrait that Luo Wenxin drew was taken off the easel, folded in two, and stuffed into his bosom.

When he raised his head again, Duan Hun was directly attacking his face.

Yunxiu cursed in a low voice, unfolded her folding fan, and abruptly received Ji Cheng's knife.

One of the two held a knife, and the other used a special folding fan, "Ping Ping" and "Bang Bang" made a move.

Luo Wenxin and Su Su stood aside, their eyes wide open.

Su Su, in particular, was dazzled and gasped in amazement, and said: "Brother Yun inherited from Yungu, he is the last closed disciple of the old master of Yungu, he not only knows medical skills, but also is good at painting. Among the people I know, I have the highest martial arts, but I didn't expect Brother Luo to be even better." The

more Su Su looked, the more excited he became, the more he felt that Brother Luo was not someone to be taken lightly, so he looked at Luo Wenxin and asked, "Luo Brother, what school did your elder brother come from?"

How did Luo Wenxin know?

He only knew that Ji Cheng's martial arts were great, but he didn't know more, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Su Su didn't care too much, and focused on the fight between the two again.

After all, Yunxiu is not Ji Sheng's opponent, but he just tries his best to deal with it with exquisite footwork, and before half an incense stick, he begs for mercy, "Okay, okay!

" Not to mention having a good friend, this skill has not been lost at all.

Ji Cheng glanced at him, and Yunxiu said, "But I can't give you this painting!"

The pressure on his folding fan suddenly became heavier again.

"..." Yunxiu screamed in her heart, but she still refused to admit defeat on the surface, and said stubbornly, "This painting will be put in the album in the future. If you take it away, what will happen to my album?" Ji Cheng frowned

. wrinkle.

Yunxiu is famous all over the world, and almost every arty person has a copy of his painting collection.

Luo Wenxin's appearance was put in the painting album and seen by the whole world?

"No." Ji Sheng said.

Yunxiu took a deep breath, "...Then I won't put it in the painting album, but I can keep it for myself? I finally painted a portrait, but you forcefully take it away, isn't it too deceitful?" Seeing

Ji Sheng frown Eyebrows, still displeased, thinking of the way he was holding hands with that young man just now, couldn't help but move his heart, rolled his eyeballs, and said nicely, "Why don't you do this."

Ji Cheng looked at him. "I really can't give you that painting just now." He said, "But to make amends, I can draw some other paintings for

you two."

Not bad, especially..." Yunxiu narrowed her fox eyes with a smile, "When I went to the south of the Yangtze River the year before last, what was the name of the top card in Zui Tushan? Oh, Bai Xiangwan, I drew him The other party is very satisfied..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Hun struck again, this time without any strength, the man's face was filled with evil spirits, Yunxiu was frightened and took a step back, Laughing, "After passing this village, there is no such shop!"

Ji Cheng said angrily, "You're courting death!"