Prostitution

The earth is warm in spring.The yellow leaves of grass quietly sprouted buds outside the wooden house.

After sharing the same bed twice, Wen Wuyu found that Yuan Cheng looked at him with a shameful sense of shyness.

In many cases, it is not much different from usual, he is dumb, stunned, and looks innocent.

But sometimes inadvertent eye contact, the guy would look around in a hurry to cover up.

After a period of observation, Wen Wuyu became more and more certain that this person had either recovered his mind, or he was slowly recovering and began to have the previous consciousness.

No matter what, he dared to conclude that he was definitely cheated by Zhang Daxian.

Who is this Zhang Daxian?

He is a descendant of an authoritative and prominent wizard family in Yijiang a hundred years ago, and his original name was Wuxi.

When the fourth generation came to him, the reputation and family business of Wu's family had been ruined by his ignorant grandfather and father. Later, he was hunted down and persecuted by creditors, and he was the only one left to survive.

In his teens, his family was destroyed, and he was adopted by a family surnamed Zhang in Yijiang. At first, he did not change his name or surname.

The old man surnamed Zhang took Wuxi in when he was old, and he thought that this child was born with auspiciousness because he came from the Wu clan, so he doted on him in every possible way.

And the following ten years were really strange, the master of the Zhang family had sons year after year, and when he died, there were already seven sons in the family, the youngest was still in his infancy.

Master Zhang died of illness, and the Zhang family property fell into the hands of his youngest half-brother after several fights.To say he is young is actually nearly fifty years old.

At first, the new head of the family treated Mr. Zhang's widow and widow and children very well, and did not show a greedy and ugly face.

But seeing the eldest son of the Zhang family gradually emerging, he couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis, fearing that the family property would fall into the hands of others.In addition, there is a 25-year-old adopted son, and I feel even more anxious.

But it is true that people are not as good as heaven. One day Wu Xi, the adopted son of the Zhang family, made Zhang Que, the eldest son of the Zhang family who was less than 16 years old, foolish.

Ever since, Master Zhang went all out to persuade the clansmen, even beating and scolding them, and coaxed them both out of Yijiang.

This Wu Xi has been spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he has not yet married at 25. He is a flirtatious dandy who hangs around flowers and leaves.

Suffering such inhuman treatment, Wu Xi, one to relieve his hatred and the other to repay his kindness, quietly administered a chronic poison to Mr. Zhang that killed him three years before he left.

But Wu Xi is not so bad that he is hopelessly bad. If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend others. He has a sense of proportion when he commits crimes. Hemiplegia recovered inexplicably.

But Wu Xi grew up in a honeypot, ignorant of the sufferings of the world, left Yijiang, brought Zhang Que with him, had no way of making a living, and often slept on the streets.Later, he started selling poison and was beaten to death.Everywhere he went, he was beaten unavoidably.

No matter how angry he was, Zhang Que was always implicated. Of course he couldn't get angry, so he poisoned those 'wicked people'.

Whoever punched him was either crazy or stupid.

Over time, this person became notorious, and his portraits were plastered all over the streets and alleys, and everyone beat him up.

When Wen Wuyu met Wu Xi by chance, the two hadn't eaten enough for more than a year, and they were both lying dying in a ruined temple.

After learning the whole story, in order to prevent the two of Wuxi from falling into the hopeless situation of almost wanting to drink poison and starve in the future, Wen Wuyu found a house for them to stay, and also taught him how to deal with poison. market.

Since then, Wuxi has been renamed Zhang Daxian.

After bumping and bumping for two or three years, he finally fought his way through the underworld.

How can someone who can make poison not cure poison?Anyway, Zhang Daxian will.

So this person has been doing well in black and white for many years.

As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will meet ghosts sooner or later.Finally, Zhang Daxian's lair was taken away.

Fortunately, the lives of the two people were recovered. Since then, he has washed his hands and devoted himself to medicine, only doing the business of curing poison and saving people.

When Wen Wuyu asked him for poison, he hadn't been hunted down yet.

So this time, Wen Wuyu spent a lot of effort to find Zhang Daxian, traveling thousands of miles to the west of the border, but found out that he actually settled down in Hangzhou!

It took more than half a year to go round and round, and Wen Wuyu led Yuan Cheng back to Hangzhou.

Zhang Daxian and Zhang Que lived in the most densely populated part of Hangzhou. The deep house compound and the alleys with twists and turns made Wen Wuyu very angry.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, a young man with glamorous eyebrows and innocent demeanor yelled indistinctly, obviously remembering him.

This person is Zhang Que.

After a while, a tall and slender man with an unshaven beard appeared at the main entrance. At first glance, he looked decadent, but when he took a closer look, there were two thick black eyebrows resting on a pair of red phoenix eyes, full of heroism.But there is romance and tenderness in the eyes.

Holding a handful of grass in his hand, he took a closer look, the coke was broken, his smiling eyes were bent into two slits, and his laughter could be described as bold and unrestrained.

"Benefactor, my great benefactor, I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime!"

While talking, he opened his arms and ran all the way, wrapping Wen Wuyu in his arms.

On the side, Yuan Cheng's brows twitched invisibly.

Zhang Daxian had seen him a long time ago, and immediately let go of his hand, his interest shifted to Yuan Cheng, with a smile all over his eyes, squinting at him, "Little brother, how are you, um... not bad!"

Wen Wuyu cast his eyes at him, without saying whether or not, and said seriously, "I'm here to settle accounts with you."

"What?" Zhang Daxian restrained his smile, and immediately became serious.

Wen Wuyu looked at Yuancheng, "Your poison is useless."

Zhang Daxian also looked at Yuancheng, "Isn't he still stupid? It's been more than six years, right? Soon."

Wen Wuyu snorted, "It's almost time, I'm almost remembering the past."

Zhang Daxian replied with a hippie smile, "I, Zhang Daxian, am a gold-lettered signboard, so I can't make this kind of mistake. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Zhang Daxian handed the herbs to Zhang Que and walked into the house, "Unless he knows martial arts."

Wen Wuyu was stunned for a moment, a surge of anger welled up in his heart, he glanced at the guillotine, wishing he could pick up the guillotine and chop him.

Zhang Daxian realized that the man hadn't followed, looked back, and quickly turned around to laugh with him, "Don't use the knife, benefactor, it's just a joke, come, come into the room and talk."

Wen Wuyu followed with a straight face.

Zhang Daxian poured the tea and offered it with both hands, Wen Wuyu said thank you indifferently.

"Actually..." Zhang Daxian looked at him, his eyes averted, "What I just said is true."

Wen Wuyu covered the teacup with a slap, his face became more and more ugly, "Say it again."

Zhang Daxian scratched his head, and said with a sneer, "Don't be angry, you didn't say whether he knows martial arts, and you want it so urgently, how can I research the medicine for forgetting love that can't be restrained by people with deep inner strength? Toxicity is such a thing that mutual generation and mutual restraint are very subtle."

Wen Wuyu was extremely speechless, and remained silent for a long while.

Zhang Daxian buried his head in drinking tea, and saw that his expression had improved slightly, so he said carefully, "Then what should we do now? Should I continue to develop this poison, or just cure him?"

Wen Wuyu glanced at Yuan Cheng who was standing blankly at the door with his back turned, and said in a low voice, "Tell me, does he remember coming from the past?"

Zhang Daxian thought for a while, then replied in a low voice, "Not necessarily, I have to check my pulse to know."

After finishing speaking, he yelled at the door, "Brother, come here."

Yuan Cheng turned his head, saw Zhang Daxian waving to him, and walked into the lobby.

Zhang Daxian took the pulse, frowned contemplatively, with an unfathomable face, after a while, he finally said, "Looking at the pulse condition, it is far from being able to heal itself."

Wen Wuyu lowered his eyes, not knowing what to think.

"Cure him? To be honest, you don't use Fengqing Chishang poison like this. I always use one drop a month. I didn't promise you that this poison has absolutely no sequelae."

Wen Wuyu was speechless again, feeling a little depressed, and finally said lightly, "Then you can cure him."

Zhang Daxian smiled and agreed repeatedly, then called Yuan Cheng to enter the prescription, and quietly locked the door.

In the back of the pharmacy, a table is full of messy utensils.

Sitting and standing at the table, the two stared at each other.

In the end Zhang Daxian was defeated, "Say it?"

Yuan Cheng looked as usual and didn't make a sound.

Zhang Daxian snorted and threatened, "If you don't tell me, I'll go out and tell Wuyu right away that you've already recovered, let's see if he can beat you to death."

At this moment, Yuan Cheng's eyes flashed with hostility, "What do you want to know?"

"I just want to know when you remembered."

"If I tell you, can you keep it a secret?"

Zhang Daxian chuckled, "What do you think?"

Yuan Cheng's lips curled up, "I don't guess."

Zhang Daxian shook his head and sighed with a smile, "You can recover so quickly, you must have deep internal strength, and your martial arts are naturally not bad. This is a masterpiece that I have spent ten years exploring and five years perfecting. I dare not even a drop Use it more. In your case, it is worth studying." He has dealt with poisons for half his life, and he is really curious that drinking a whole bottle of Feng Qing Chi Tang can heal himself so quickly.

Yuan Cheng looked at the dozens of familiar medicine bottles on the small table behind him and smiled without saying a word.

"Tell me, I promise I won't reveal anything, it's just my curiosity, otherwise I would have told him just now."

Yuan Cheng pointed behind him, "Well, will you sell it or not?"

Zhang Daxian turned his head and looked at him with sharp eyes, with a strange smile on his lips, "You are very wicked, what's the matter, you want to use it for Wuyu? Then you should think too much, he is me and Que'er's savior, even if I was killed, I wouldn't be able to harm him."

Yuan Cheng said with a low smile, "You really value friendship. But I might want to use it on you."

Zhang Daxian was taken aback, scratching his brow, "Why are you two so difficult to deal with, you are too defensive."

Yuan Cheng pondered for a moment, and said, "If he knows that you have lied to him, neither you nor I can escape. In fact, I don't remember that long ago, it started about half a year ago."

"What about before? How did it feel?"

"I have no memory of the events of the past few years. Later, it seems that the soul and body are separated. I will dream of some scenes when I am in a deep sleep. After waking up, I just feel more confused. If I think about it carefully, I will have a severe headache."

"Oh..." Zhang Daxian rubbed his chin repeatedly, and after a while he got up and said, "Okay, come and test the medicine for me when you have time."

Yuan Cheng glanced at him, then turned to leave.

"Wait..." Zhang Daxian stopped him, took out two medicine bottles from the medicine cabinet, and stuffed them into his hands, "Shiquan Dabu Wan, so that he won't get suspicious."

Yuan Cheng stood still, looking at him suspiciously.

Zhang Daxian smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's really not poison. If it's not early, I'll show you."

Yuan Cheng immediately realized what kind of medicine it was, and was speechless with a black thread on his head.

Zhang Daxian strode forward on his own, and said quietly, "But I think that since Wuyu has noticed something, he might not give up easily. Be careful and remember to take your time."

Wen Wuyu was looking at Zhang Que's medicine in the yard.

Seeing the two come out, he only said to Zhang Daxian, "Don't you think Zhang Que is very innocent? Enough is enough."

Zhang Daxian smiled and hugged Zhang Que on his back, "That won't work, he will definitely leave me." After saying that, he kissed that snow-white face fiercely, "Que Er, how is brother treating you?"

Zhang Que smiled shyly and spoke clearly, "Hello, brother."

Wen Wuyu was both startled and chilled, and left without saying goodbye.

Zhang Daxian's enthusiastic voice came from behind,

"Remember to visit me often when you have time!"