Yu Jun

The black and the gray came here on orders, and they had already followed Wu Jin all the way. They finally found the time to commit the crime. It was originally planned to draw a knife and threaten Wu Jin immediately after entering the door, but Wu Jin was taken away silently. Jin was stunned.

After Wu Jin's one-sided violent beating, the inside of the pavilion was in chaos, and the outside of the pavilion was in chaos. The diners stretched their necks to watch the excitement, as if they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so how could it be silent.

The gray clothes smoked from the seven orifices, and his gaze was like a knife. He wanted to pluck a piece of flesh from Wu Jin's body. He sent the sharp knife forward, pressed Wu Jin's shoulder with one hand, and made him turn around in a circle. The sharp knife touched the back waist, and turned his head. Said to the black clothes: "Cover it up."

The black clothes walked to Wu Jin's side, and pulled off his crane cloak with one hand to block the sharp knife.

Gray Clothes gritted his teeth: "Let's go."

Wu Jin was restrained by others, raised her feet and stepped forward, and raised her hands at the same time. When the gray clothes saw him raise his hands, she felt a "thump" in her heart, and her whole body was on guard. Unexpectedly, Wu Jin just raised her hand to remove the hairpin, smoothed her temples, and tidied the hairpin again. OK, put it on your head.

"Damn it," Gray Clothes spat, "it's like a little girl who never forgets to comb her hair."

Wu Jin ignored him, untied the purse from her waist, threw it on the table, and made compensation for the time being.

With a bang, the purse slammed loudly on the table, causing everyone in the audience to whisper.

The black clothes put his left hand on Wu Jin's shoulder, and pushed Wu Jin to go out. The gray clothes held a knife behind him, and squeezed out a smiling face from his face: "Misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, we are all friends."

The waiter and the shopkeeper were well-informed and knew the evil, and the diners could naturally see that the person was not good, so they stepped aside one after another.

The three of them walked out, there was a Taiping cart parked outside, the driver was ready to go, the gray clothes pushed Wu Jin onto the carriage, and the black clothes followed closely behind.

Before the people inside sat still, Coachman Shan had already shaken the noose vigorously, the carriage shook vigorously, and rushed out, shaking the three people in the carriage into a pile, regardless of you and me.

The sharp knife swung away from Wu Jin's side, and Wu Jin immediately stretched her legs and kicked forward.

His two legs were long and strong, black and gray ate his feet one after another, and almost fell out of the carriage. While driving, the coachman turned his head frequently, and saw that the carriage seemed to be boiling. Booming, shaking left and right.

The coachman was very puzzled by this: "Didn't you catch a scholar? How did you make such a big commotion?"

The light in the carriage was dim, with six arms and six legs, it was indistinguishable from enemy to friend, the knife in gray clothes scratched his brother in the chaos, and after a scream, he simply threw the knife away.

The car curtain was up and down amidst the bumps, sending in a little light, the gray clothes saw Wu Jin's position clearly, and rushed forward, with one hand stuck around his neck and the other pushing him onto the bench, He stared at him viciously: "If you dare to beat me, believe it or not, I will let you die today!"

Wu Jin asked him to press her face up, her back was in a burning pain, her neck was pinched by him again, her whole face was flushed red, she couldn't breathe for a while, she grabbed the right hand in gray clothes with both hands, struggling hard , while bending one leg, pushing against the crotch of the gray clothes.

Gray Clothes was under such a surprise attack, his hands suddenly loosened, he bent down with his legs between his legs, and let out an "Aw", the voice was split into pieces.

Hearing this, the driver of the carriage trembled in his heart, shook the noose vigorously again, shouted "Get out of the way", and drove the carriage to the flat ground to take off. Wu Jin firmly grasped the stool and stabilized his figure. The two perpetrators seemed rootless Duckweed bumped into a full head in the narrow compartment.

Wu Jin was far more dangerous than they thought.

He doesn't know how to move in one move, relying on surprise and strength, but he let the two experienced thugs suffer.

The carriage turned the three of them into a pot of beans, and within a moment, there was another tail wag, throwing them out in the same direction, and then, with a "wow", the carriage stopped, black and gray two As soon as the man rolled out, he was exposed to broad daylight.

Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, their heads were covered with bruises, their gray clothes clamped their legs, and they looked in pain. The black clothes were even more tragic. Not only did their right shoulder bones crack, but their left arm was also scratched by their own brother, bleeding a lot.

The two of them had lingering fears towards Wu Jin, they didn't dare to go forward, they just yelled at Wu Jin to get off the carriage.

Wu Jin lifted the curtain of the car, looked first, and could tell at a glance that the carriage had driven directly into the courtyard. What he saw in front of him was a wide courtyard with a compacted ground. There was a platform and a rolling shed in front of the courtyard. Looking over the steps, there was It's a courtyard.

He turned around and picked up the crane cloak and Futou from the carriage, lifted his feet and got off the carriage, his face was fully exposed in the sky, five finger marks appeared on the left side of his face, there was also a red mark around his neck, his hair was messed up, and he looked like a prisoner.

He put the Futou and crane cloak on the frame, took out the wooden hairpin, bit it with his mouth, combed the hair one by one with both hands, and grasped it tightly on the top of his head, freed his right hand to take out the wooden hairpin, and tied it into a bun .

He patted the dust off his head, put it on again, and carefully patted the ash off the crane cloak, sweeping away the floating dust on his body, put on the crane cloak, straightened his sleeves, and strode forward neatly: "Let's go." .”

This attire of a literati hides all his strength and strength, and he still has a beautiful appearance, sharp edges and corners, and bright eyes, like a fairy.

The three strong men who could carry out murders with knives were extremely wretched in front of him.

Gray Clothes didn't dare to push Wu Jin any more, so he could only order him to follow, and together with Hei Clothes and the coachman, they stepped up the stone steps in front and entered the inner courtyard.

Leaving Wu Jin in the courtyard, the gray clothes and black clothes bowed their heads and entered the main hall, murmuring something to the people inside, but a strange voice came from inside, cursing the two of them as trash for making such a big fuss How will it end?

After scolding, the voice made the two of them "get out", and then "bring that poor boy in", the black clothes and gray clothes came out in a mess, and Wu Jin grinned and let Wu Jin in.

Upon entering the room, Wu Jin smelled the fragrance of tea.

In the middle of the room is a set of tables and chairs, no one is sitting, and behind the table is a landscape screen, which is reflected indistinctly on the white silk. Behind it is a tea bed, and someone is kneeling by the tea bed, making tea.

And the person who spoke just now was a short, fat middle-aged man, sitting in the grand master's chair on the left, reaching out his hand to touch his beard, and looking at Wu Jin sternly: "Today I heard that there is a treacherous villain who wants to use tabloids to slander the court officials and spread Rumors, I didn't expect it to be Wu Jieyuan."

Wu Jin glanced past this person, then landed on the screen again: "I don't know what to call senior?"

"My surname is Bi."

Wu Jin immediately looked away from the screen, fell on this person, and sized him up carefully.

"So it's Bi Tongzhi," he crossed his hands in salute, "Student Wu Jin, I pay my respects to Bi Tongzhi."

Without waiting for Bi Tongzhi to speak, he followed up and said, "The students did not slander or spread rumors."