Picking up a husband is a pit

Chapter 122 What a coincidence, what a coincidence

The Liu family courtyard is opposite.

Inside the Vermilion Gate.

The original pattern of ordinary houses has been rebuilt and divided into front and back yards. In the middle is a small two-story building. The small surroundings of the small building are filled with green plants and flowers. There are many varieties of them, and there are many flower clusters that still bloom in late autumn. .

When you step in for the first time, you will be surprised by the well-built livable courtyard, and then you can see the ingenious designs and exquisite decorations in every corner.

Fu Zhouzhi browsed through it, his eyes shifted from the flowers and plants to the decorations in the house, and he picked up one from the lattice shelf at will, which was very valuable.

Oh, what a wealthy Cheng family.

Cheng Sibo followed Fu Zhouzhi's movement, and always followed Fu Zhouzhi three steps away. This distance was neither far nor close, expressing neither welcome nor expulsion.

Fu Zhouzhi squeezed the teacup, turned around and sat on the master chair Cheng Sibo was used to sitting in, leaned back, and naturally raised his feet to rest on the tea table, his eyes were on the teacup in his hand, his attention was still on On Cheng Sibo.

Cheng Sibo glanced at the pair of rude feet on the tea table, he didn't seem to be annoyed, and he saluted Fu Zhouzhi, "Brother Fu went around and saw the layout of Cheng's house, so I don't know how to deal with it." Brother, if you have any ideas for remodeling your own house, you might as well come and listen to it, and Cheng can also give some opinions."

"Thoughts?" Fu Zhouzhi took a sip of his tea, and glanced at Cheng Sibo at the same time.

Cheng Sibo always had a polite appearance, neither humble nor overbearing, no matter how rude Fu Zhouzhi was, he was not annoyed. "Exactly. Didn't Brother Fu's house accumulate water yesterday? Here, we can refer to the construction of a certain house in Cheng..."

"Mr. Cheng, how do you know that my house is stagnant?"

"Since it's the opposite door, it's only natural that we met by coincidence."

"It's such a coincidence that I also caught up with giving my wife an umbrella."

"It's a coincidence."

"Sending umbrellas and pastries, Mr. Cheng is so enthusiastic, it's rare."

"Where, Cheng is here for the first time, so if he sees him, he will naturally help."

"Heh..." Fu Zhouzhi put down his teacup and sneered, and when he looked at Cheng Sibo again, there was already a dark threat in his eyes. "Young master Cheng is so enthusiastic, why don't you help the old passer-by who is hiding under your door from the rain at the front door, but stay at the back door and take a closer look at my house. Young master Cheng, your enthusiasm is too coincidental."

"It's indeed such a coincidence. If Brother Fu doesn't believe in Cheng, there's nothing he can do." Cheng Sibo tightened his hands behind him, he didn't want to have a conflict with the person in front of him, at least not now.

Outside the house, Ji Wei, who was hiding at the window, looked in cautiously, as if she was afraid that her young master would suffer a disadvantage, and she was still holding a hatchet in her small hands, ready to rush in at any time.

The more Ji Wei worried, the more things happened.

The wide-eyed eyes outside the window watched his young master being tied up with a rope by the other party, and hung upside down on the beam, as easily as if he were lifting a grasshopper.

During the whole process, Cheng Sibo didn't have the strength to resist at all, he was completely a fish on the chopping board.

Fu Zhouzhi held one end of the rope in his hand, and as soon as he pulled Cheng Sibo, he was suspended from the ground at a height of one person, and when he loosened it again, his whole body slid down at a high speed. After three or four times, even a normal person would faint This is especially true for Cheng Sibo, who is already sick.

Cheng Sibo's pale face turned red, and he closed his eyes tightly looking at him in pain.

Ji Wei rushed in urgently, and rushed towards Fu Zhouzhi with a machete in hand.

Fu Zhouzhi dealt with it a few times casually, and the hatchet in Ji Wei's hand flew out, and was also hung on the beam.

"Bad guy, let go of my master, what are you going to do to come at me." Ji Wei shouted anxiously.

"Brother Fu, what do you mean by this? How did Cheng offend Brother Fu?" Cheng Sibo asked calmly, and at the same time waved his hand to calm Ji Wei's emotions.

The master and servant, one big and one small, were swinging on the swing in front of Fu Zhouzhi.

Fu Zhouzhi raised his head, "I would like to ask Mr. Cheng about this. Mr. Cheng, you claim to be in Liushui Town to recuperate, and you claim that the layout of this house is a fortune-telling professor, and the fortune-teller wants you to open the back door."

"Indeed, Cheng's sentence is true."

"It's a coincidence that you opened the door. Why is it facing my house?"

"This is a bit of a coincidence."

"Unfortunately." Fu Zhouzhi raised his eyes with shocking power, "Didn't you just ask me why I did this, so I told you that you and the girl next to you shouldn't be here , you dare to live across from Liu’s house, dare to open the door to Liu’s courtyard, believe me, this will not only fail to cure your illness, but will also shorten your lifespan, maybe you won’t even be able to see the moon tonight.”

If Fu Zhouzhi hadn't accidentally seen Liu Xixi's crippled side yesterday, and had been worrying about the next generation all night, why would he come to him at this moment.

With heavy rain in the middle of the night, killing and destroying corpses is the most convenient way!

He lost his mind all night, and let the master and servant live an extra night.

Now, taking advantage of Liu Xixi's sneaking out, he wants to solve the hidden crisis first.

As a result, from the moment he entered the door to hanging the master and the servant, he still couldn't find any flaws in the two people. From the courtyard to the house, he searched on the two people, but still couldn't find the relationship between the two people and the monks of Xianmen.

It seems that he is really just an ordinary rich man, or the kind who is kicked out by his family when he is sick and finds a leisurely recuperation and dies outside.

Ji Wei was in a hurry, no matter how Cheng Sibo tried to stop him, he couldn't stop Ji Wei from cursing, comparing Fu Zhouzhi to a bandit.

"Xiaowei, don't stop talking. How can I be so rude like I teach you on weekdays." Cheng Sibo hangs upside down, he has lost his image, and blames Ji Wei.

Ji Wei was annoyed and wronged, sobbing.

Cheng Sibo stopped training her, so he had to ask Fu Zhouzhi for peace. "Brother Fu, the misunderstanding between your family and my family can you put down my master and servant to talk in detail, Xiaowei can't hang around like this when he is young."

With a groan.

Responding to Cheng Sibo was a bright knife-throwing sound.

"Still pretending, wait until the little sister next to you becomes a face, and see if you still pretend."

"Don't, don't... woo...Master... woo..." Ji Wei was frightened, she became more frightened when she saw the bright broad knife approaching her eyes, she didn't go to dodge, but the person holding the knife had already arrived and she hanged herself Where can the lamb waiting to be slaughtered hide?

"No, no, tell me what you want me to do, whether you want Cheng to do something, or ask Cheng to give you gold and silver, don't hurt Xiaowei..."

Cheng Sibo swung up to stop the broad knife in Fu Zhouzhi's hand, and was accidentally scratched on the side of his face, Ji Wei cried even louder when he saw blood flowing out.

On the street, Liu Xixi patted the courtyard door, waiting for a long time for no one to open, and then heard a loud cry inside.

"Xiaowei, open the door, Xiaowei is me, Liu Xixi."

Shouting, no one opened the door, but the crying inside stopped abruptly, as if it was stopped by her knocking on the door.

Crying for a while and stopping for a while, still no one opened the door.

Liu Xixi was worried that she would simply climb over the wall and enter the courtyard.

The courtyard is full of flowers and plants, and the house is neatly arranged. It doesn't look like a thief from anywhere.

That is……

Liu Xixi held the dagger in her backhand and carefully went inside the tea room.

Following the small sobs, she saw Ji Wei sitting on the ground, holding the unconscious Cheng Sibo in her arms.

"Miss Liu, my master has fallen ill and passed out, what should I do." Seeing Liu Xixi who came in, Ji Wei sobbed, wiping away tears.

In Ji Wei's arms, there was a bright red wound on Cheng Si Bo's pale face that was still bleeding, his eyes were closed, his chest heaved lightly as if he was about to die, it was really scary.

"What's going on with the face?" Liu Xixi put away the dagger and hurried over, at the same time took out a bottle of hemostatic powder, and stopped the bleeding of Cheng Sibo's wound first.

Ji Wei hesitated to speak, and when Liu Xixi lowered his head to apply the medicine, he glanced at the beam above, and then said aggrievedly, "The master suddenly fell ill and cut his face when he fell down, miss Liu, please help my master, master Can't die... woo woo... The master is so pitiful... Xiao Wei is also so pitiful..."

(End of this chapter)