Chang'an is good

Chapter 32
"Don't worry, I have let Jiantong follow him secretly." Chang Sui'an said: "Jiantong is doing things, sister just don't worry."

Especially... Yesterday he just casually mentioned "you need to find out the color of the obscene pants surnamed Zhou", and Jiantong really did it!

When Jiantong told him "today he is wearing camel color", he was shocked, relieved, and also had a trace of unspeakable self-blame.

Chang Suining didn't know the bitterness behind the bright words of "sister, just rest assured", so he just nodded and looked at Hancheng Lake, which gradually disappeared behind the carriages and horses, through the half-drawn curtains of the carriage.

When she saw Zhou Ding today, one part was for Zhou Ding to see, and nine parts were for people in the dark.

She wants to let people in the dark clearly know that she is still alive, and that she is still in touch with Zhou Ding——

This matter must have spread to the other party's ears soon.

Regardless of whether it is to find Zhou Ding to settle accounts, or something else, there will always be no action.

……

It will be dusk.

A man in a green shirt was kicked out of a gambling shop at the end of the street.

"If you want to deny it after losing money, where did you come from! If you want to make trouble, you have to see where it is!"

The man whose mouth was bruised from the beating looked unwilling to repeat: "How is it possible... how is it possible to keep losing? It's obvious that you guys are playing tricks!"

"It's a fucking dog that can't spit ivory out of its mouth. You are a gentle scholar, don't force me to save face for you!"

"Go away if you don't want to die! Don't delay our business!"

Seeing the long stick being swung, Zhou Ding backed up a few steps with a pale complexion, and had no choice but to leave.

"I lost, I lost it all..." He looked dazed, like a walking corpse, and muttered in a low voice: "I can't get any money, the Chang family...and they will never let me go, what should I do... "

"It's really you!"

Suddenly a boy's voice came from behind: "At first I thought I was wrong, and I waited for you to come out of the gambling house... You are gambling behind your back!"

Zhou Ding turned around abruptly when he heard the words, only to see an eight or nine-year-old boy staring at him angrily.

"My father used to say when he was teaching that you can't believe even a word of a gambler!" The boy said with a "hmph", "I'm going to go back and tell my sister! Let my sister divorce you!"

Saying that, turn around and leave.

"Wait!" Zhou Ding hurried to catch up and grabbed the boy's arm: "I'm just... just looking for a friend, don't talk nonsense in front of Ah Tian!"

"You're a liar! I heard what the gambler said just now!" The boy blushed with anger, "You really are a liar! My sister and I were deceived by you!"

Zhou Ding's expression changed a few times.

"Let me go!" The boy wanted to break free from his arm, but he held it tighter.

"You can't tell Ah Tian!" Zhou Ding looked at him fixedly, with a hideous coldness in his eyes.

Soaking in the smoky and noisy gambling hall for half a day, watching the money lose little by little, the cold sweat dries up again, the eyes, ears, and brain cannot be calm for a moment, and all these are enough to destroy and corrode a person's mind.

At this moment, there is only one voice in Zhou Ding's mind - the dowry property of his fiancée is his last life-saving straw, he must not lose this marriage!

At some point, his other hand had strangled the boy's neck.

As the boy struggled, his fingers became tighter and tighter, and his expression became more terrifying.

The sword boy in the dark watched this scene, frowned, thought for a moment, took out a stone, and threw it at a black dog lying at the entrance of the alley.

The black dog was falling asleep when its butt was hit suddenly, the dog's eyes were dazed and angry, it jumped up with a "bark", and then barked and rushed towards the only figure in sight——Zhou Ding.

Ben was doing something with a guilty conscience, Zhou Ding was frightened by the black dog, and immediately let go of the boy.

The black dog recognized him and bit his leg.

"Go away!" Zhou Ding kicked the black dog away in a panic, and could only run away.

The boy held his throat, bent down and coughed for a while, and just after he recovered, he hurried away in the opposite direction from Zhou Ding.

The sword boy in the dark heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhou Ding, who ran out of the alley, finally got rid of the dog, and was about to turn back to chase the boy, but was suddenly blocked by a tall figure.

He looked up, and when he saw that face, cold sweat broke out on his back immediately.

"Follow me." The man's voice was hoarse and not polite.

Zhou Ding looked at the carriage behind the big man, and nodded in cold sweat.

It was already dark when the carriage stopped.

Zhou Ding got out of the car and walked towards the figure standing under the weeping willow by the river.

"My master asked me to ask, what did Mr. Zhou do? The promised thing has been done, and the rest of the money has been taken, but why did the dead man appear by the lake so well? Can you still enjoy the scenery with Mr. Zhou?" The middle-aged man who spoke was holding his sleeves, and there seemed to be not much blame or anger in his tone.

Zhou Ding was horrified when he heard that.

Has the other party been watching him secretly?

"I... I only found out today that she was so fatal. After being rescued that night, she was lucky enough to save her life!"

The man sighed: "Just say why the Chang family hasn't held a funeral for so long, it's because they haven't found the body, and the co-author has been recuperating in the mansion well."

He seemed to be chatting, Zhou Ding smiled apologetically, and said: "Fortunately, I didn't do it myself that night, and she didn't suspect me...then there is still a chance to make amends."

The man asked, "How are you going to remedy it?"

"Three days...give me three days, there will be no mistakes this time, and I will confirm with my own eyes until she dies!" Zhou Ding said in a low voice, "It's just... I need some money, General Chang Guijing was very upset when she learned about my dealings with her... I need money to take care of the people around her, so that I can invite people out to do it!"

"How much do you want?"

"100 taels..." Zhou Ding quietly looked at the man's face while he was speaking, and when he saw the man raised his eyebrows, he quickly changed his words: "No, 50 taels, 50 taels is enough!"

Enough for him to make a comeback!

Nobody gets bad luck all the time!
"50 taels...not much." The man looked at the tall and strong man who brought Zhou Ding to the side: "Give it to him."

Zhou Ding hurriedly saluted and thanked him, and assured again and again: "...Zhou will definitely do a good job this time!"

Seeing the strong man approaching, he hurriedly turned around to pick up the money.

The strong man stepped forward and stretched out his hand, but it landed on his neck.

Before Zhou Ding could react, he heard a "click", like the sound of a bone breaking in his head——

His head hung down from one side in an extremely twisted posture, and he also fell to the ground, only a pair of eyes were wide open.

"Idiot, go down and collect paper money."

The man turned around and got into the carriage.

With a sound of "plop", the heavy object fell into the river, splashing a circle of water waves, and soon regained calm in this floating night.

The carriage copied the path all the way, and finally stopped at the back door of a courtyard.

The man got out of the car and went into the courtyard to answer, his face a little nervous.

A woman wearing a dark cloak was sitting in the hall, waving the teacup in her hand.

"Trash, everything is trash..."

"You can't even get rid of a powerless little bitch!"

　Zhou Ding's life journey in this short three chapters - going online - breaking the dream of a wealthy family - going offline.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)