I am born with insufficiency

Chapter 117
"Do you know that people who scare people can scare people to death?"

Gu Buquan broke free from Hei Ying's hand, and punched him.

"Can't you hear my breathing from a hundred steps away?"

He responded, and patted her on the head involuntarily, "Shh, don't talk."

He walked straight to the window and looked out.

"What are you trying to do?"

Gu Buquan muttered something in his heart, but it didn't hinder his curiosity at all, and he also squeezed to the window to have a look.

A candle flickered in the darkness until it stopped outside the window next door.

Next door was the room where she lived.

In order to see the situation outside the window clearly, she couldn't help but squeezed forward again, without realizing that her body and his body were already tightly attached to each other.

"Miss Buquan, have you fallen asleep?"

The voice was very low, but it could be heard that it was the voice of Master Shen, and there seemed to be other people vaguely.

After waiting for a while, there was a slight "pop" sound, and the window paper was pierced, as if something was blowing through the window.

"That's enough, the drug is heavy, it's just right to let her sleep until she wakes up tomorrow morning."

"Master, this little girl is getting in the way, why not finish her off with one blow and leave the city outside."

Gu Buquan was taken aback, hearing the voice, it was clearly one of the five scholars.

"It's very troublesome, if Master Shang Shu didn't come to look for her tomorrow, he would have taken her for dinner." Master Shen replied.

Gu Buquan could hear a heart beating wildly.

Good guy, almost got dizzy as an appetizer.

Um?No, it seems that it is not only my heart that is beating.

Only then did I realize that my head was completely attached to his chest, and what I was listening to was his heartbeat.

Uh……

She backed away in a hurry, her face was burning hot, and there was a bit of indescribable joy in her heart.

When the idiot had a headache, she had held him tightly in her arms. At that time, she didn't have such a feeling of shame and joy, only worry and heartache. At this time, she knew that he was Ling An and not an idiot. , why do you like it so inexplicably?

They waited until the sound of Xixi Suosuo's footsteps gradually faded away, and then the two sneaked out of the house, but there was no trace of the owner of Shen.

Including those five scholars disappeared together.

The backyard was empty except for the vine leaves swaying in the wind.

Although it is normal to build a grape trellis in the backyard, and most people like to drink and read in front of the trellis, Gu Buquan finds this grape trellis very strange.

The grapes are grown in a vat, not in the ground.

Under the frame stands the God of Wealth, who is half a person tall. In the dark night, the moonlight shines on the golden eyes of the God of Wealth, which looks very abrupt.

"God of Wealth, shouldn't it be offered in the main hall, why is it under the grape arbor?"

She muttered and walked towards God of Wealth.

"Brother Chen left the jade pen here, you can touch it to see if there is anything else." Gu Buquan said.

He immediately responded coldly: "Why don't you touch it?"

"I'm afraid of bugs." She also replied confidently.

Both of them stopped talking, Ling An groped among the fallen leaves on the ground, and Gu Buquan groped on the God of Wealth, busy for a while, but found nothing.

"Hey." Gu Buquan sighed dejectedly, and bowed to God of Wealth.

Under the moonlight, the God of Wealth smiled at her kindly, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the God of Wealth's lips.

With a soft "click", the mouth of the God of Wealth opened, and the whole statue moved back, revealing the dark cave.

She was about to go underground, but Ling An grabbed her arm and stopped her behind.

At that moment, she seemed to have the feeling that the idiot had returned.

"It's your turn, don't always be a coward."

Ling An called out suddenly, and two figures, one black and one white, jumped out quickly.

The two had been hiding in the dark to observe, wanting to be orioles, but were forced to the front by the mantis, looked at each other and nodded, and jumped down the burrow.

After waiting for a while without any movement, Ling An was relieved to go on with Gu Buquan.

Gu Buquan couldn't help sighing secretly, this ghost has more eyes than a fool.

Surprisingly, after turning around the secret path three times, there were bright lights in front of him, and more than a dozen yellow-faced and thin people wearing leg shackles were busy writing and drawing, and only Chen Chuzhi sat aside and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

But the five scholars brought by Master Shen stared at them viciously with whips in their hands.

"Sister Buquan, have you seen my jade pen?"

Sure enough, Chen Chuzhi's jade pen was not thrown away casually. The moment he was thrown into the burrow, he firmly believed that Gu Buquan could find him with the jade pen.

"Master Shen, do you have anything to say?" Ling An just glanced at Chen Chuzhi, and cast a sharp gaze on Master Shen's face.

"There's nothing to say." Master Shen saw that the five scholars under him had been controlled by black and white impermanence, but he didn't panic at all, and instead sat down on the grand master's chair.

"Then let me tell you." Chen Chuzhi said.

"Many years ago, there was a talented man named Song Buzui who was both excellent in painting and calligraphy. He was favored by the Minister of Rites, Lord Wang, and was recommended to the Holy Majesty. However, Song Buzui didn't like fame and wealth, and refused to enter the court as an official. Later, he disappeared even more. But his calligraphy has always been hard to find."

When Chen Chuzhi said Song Buzui, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In the name of supporting poor students, Master Shen searched for students whose handwriting and painting styles were similar to Song Buzui's, imprisoned them here, forced them to draw and write day after day, and sold them on the black market to make money. The second is to attract Wang Shangshu to come to create momentum, and the reputation of Xichen Tea House spreads all over the world, and the owner of Shen Village can be said to have both fame and fortune, and the bowl is full of wealth."

Chen Chuzhi was in the cave, still talking in a graceful manner, Gu Buquan stared at him intently.

At this time, Ling An frowned deeply, and he had many doubts about Chen Chuzhi's statement. He thought to himself, among these imprisoned people, only Chen Chuzhi was not wearing shackles, nor was he forced to write and draw. Who is it?
However, Chen Chuzhi seemed to have seen through Ling An's suspicion of him, and raised his face at him and said, "One of my paintings is worth a hundred of them, and Master Shen is also pointing at me to get rich, why don't you provide me with good food and drink? That's right. It's a bit annoying not to let it go out."

Ling An sneered back at him.

"The male corpse outside the city, were you the ones who threw it away?" Hei Wuchang's sword pressed against Master Shen and asked.

Master Shen gave Hei Wuchang a cold look, and gently pushed the sword away.

"In the beginning, they were accepted because the imitation of Song Buzui was pretty good, but the more they painted, the less they looked like, and the more they painted, the more irritating they were, and the writing was not at all spiritual. Since it can't bring benefits, why waste the village the bread of the Lord?"

So calm yet so frenzied, Hei Wuchang wanted to pierce his heart with a sword, but was stopped by Bai Wuchang.

"It's too cheap to kill him with a sword."

"Okay, little sister, hurry up and take elder brother out, I've been bored for the past two days." Chen Chuzhi yelled.

"Hehe." Lord Shen suddenly snorted coldly, "Want to go out? See whose territory this is."

There was a noise from above the crypt, and countless torches above the head illuminated the night sky as bright as day, and the people from the tea house had already blocked the entrance of the cave, and the four of them in Ling An became the turtles in the urn instead.

"Master, someone brought it here." Cha Xiaoer's voice was crisp and crisp, and he jumped down with a person in his hand. Unexpectedly, this Cha Xiaoer had a good kung fu.

"Master Shangshu!"

Gu Buquan was taken aback, Master Shang Shu had already left, why was he tricked into the tea house again, no wonder Master Shen was so calm and composed, but it turned out that he had this trump card in his hand, it was expected to be Ling An and Black and White Impermanence is very skillful, but he can't do anything about it.

"The owner of the villa has already explained that if there is any trouble, he will immediately ask Lord Shangshu for help. You see, this is coming hahaha... Lord Shangshu, you are really the lucky star of the owner."

Master Shen stood up vigorously, and was forced to sit down by Hei Wuchang's sword in an instant.

"You bastard." Lord Shang Shu angrily reprimanded.

Both sides had important hostages in hand, and were in a stalemate for a while.

"Don't worry, my guards will be here soon." Master Shang Shu struggled and shouted, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was severely chopped off by Cha Xiaoer's knife handle.

"Don't be afraid of them, kill them, kill them all, otherwise no one will survive." Master Shen also yelled at his subordinates at the top of his voice.

Ling An raised his eyes to look at the sky above his head, but he didn't feel the aura of the masked man in black, which was beyond his expectation.

(End of this chapter)