[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

In Suizhou City, there are not only Jianghu sects, but also many wealthy businessmen who have set up exquisite courtyards here. The surrounding business is prosperous, and naturally many businessmen live here.It's just that no matter how big or small a business is, it is inevitable to deal with people in the Jianghu. Zhao Chu's business is the largest, and naturally he has the closest contacts with people in the Jianghu. However, Zhao Chu loves to make friends. When he comes and goes, most people in the Jianghu know Zhao Chu name.

Zhao Chu was checking the accounts in the study, when the butler ran in and handed over a fan, Zhao Chu saw that he didn't care about the accounts, and walked out with a smile.Before reaching the main hall, he said:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you think of coming to me?"

When he walked in, he saw that there were two people sitting there drinking tea, so he didn't continue talking. Wen Shijiu smiled at him familiarly, and then returned: "Isn't it just to Suizhou? To bother you."

Only then did Zhao Chu look in his direction, with a gentle look, he teased familiarly: "Brother Wen is like this, I'm honored."

Jiang Yuan also hurriedly stood up and exchanged some greetings. After a few words, he was indeed a hospitable Confucian businessman. After a while, he ordered to go down and clean up two rooms for the two of them.

Just approaching the age of [-], Zhao Chu's figure is not the usual rich figure of a businessman, but tall and handsome like a martial artist. Compared with Wen Shijiu, who only has a pair of phoenix eyes, Zhao Chu looks more like a young and handsome man. The elegant chivalrous man, with delicate features and upright spirit, only has a little businessman's polite smile, appearing smooth and stable.

After a while, Zhao Chu had something to say goodbye to, Wen Shijiu, the master, gave Jiang Yuan a general introduction, and was called away by the old housekeeper to help.Jiang Yuan didn't see him again until dinner time.

Originally, Wen Nineteen and Zhao Chu were quite close and had been good friends for many years, but Zhao Chu sent a message to the effect that he was involved in other things, and he was afraid that he would not be able to accompany his old friend and Mr. Jiang to dinner, so he ordered the people around him The servants took good care of the two of them, but even the old housekeeper didn't show up.

Wen Nineteen laughed, and didn't have any thoughts. It seemed that Jiang Yuan didn't even show his curiosity. It was considered casual for Jiang Yuan to eat alone, but he didn't expect Wen Nineteen to look like this. Quite a free and easy person, with proper etiquette when eating, and no words on the table, it made Jiang Yuan pick up trivial memories from nowhere, and also doubted whether this Mr. Wen was an idler or a nobleman. son.

After dinner, Jiang Yuan agreed to Wen Nineteen's invitation to go out to play, and Wen Nineteen changed into an apricot-white long gown, and tied up his long hair with a stone hairpin.He put away the fan he brought with him when he met for the first time, and changed into a paper fan with graceful beauties, and stood outside the door waiting for Jiang Yuan.And Jiang Yuanyi, who was only wearing a blue gown from an ordinary shop, stood with him, and Wen Nineteen seemed to have a refined and bookish air.

"Master Jiang is like a scholar."

Wen Nineteen joked.

Jiang Yuan looked down at his attire. He really didn't have much spare money and other thoughts to buy clothes. Naturally, it would be better to be simple. Besides, he is an idler who goes around the rivers and lakes to tell fortunes. His appearance is not mediocre in the first place. At first glance, he didn't even figure out the origin of this body, and he didn't know anything about the plot because of the systematic concealment, so he didn't want to show off much.

Wen Nineteen originally said that the above words were overstepped, but he guessed that Jiang Yuan was not someone who cared about these things, so he continued:

"There is a nice place in Suizhou. I originally wanted to buy some clothes. I just saw that Mr. Jiang's green shirt is very pleasing to the eye, so I will make one accordingly."

Jiang Yuan is easy to talk, he is in a good mood at the moment, and he is happy to go with him when he is full of food and drink.When we got there, the shopkeeper cared a lot about Zhao Chu's friends, and made a long gown for Wen Jiujiu according to Jiang Yuan's style, and recommended it to Jiang Yuan, who stood by and observed the various fabrics in the shop, Jiang Yuan Only then did I feel that I should also buy some clothes, so I followed the shopkeeper's wishes, weighed the remaining broken silver, and asked the shopkeeper to pick up a crow-blue jade brocade gown that he said was simple in style, but I didn't realize it when I took it out. But it doesn't match Su Pu at all, especially Jiang Yuanyuan himself is tall and straight, with a narrow waist and long legs, even if he is placed next to the slender Wen Shijiu, he won't lose face. The handsome son of Qian's family, who was proud of his youth, is no longer a down-and-out god.

It didn't cost much, and Jiang Yuan couldn't say anything more, but Wen Nineteen was very happy, chatting with the shopkeeper.By the time they left the store, it was already dark.

Suizhou was originally a gentle water town. The woman's bright wrists were covered with snow, and she was holding a brocade handkerchief, revealing a part of her sleeves, reflecting the water. Accompanied by girls and sisters who smiled in twos and threes, passing by the bend of the waterway, the water reflected The porcelain-like side of the neck is so gentle.Occasionally, a charming smile lingered in his ears, and his Yingying eyes looked at the two young men in brocade clothes under the cover of the lights. Jiang Yuan only avoided those gazes and concentrated on talking and laughing with Wen Nineteen. In the boudoir, there is a lot of talk.

Wen Nineteen seemed to be very familiar with this city of Suizhou, Jiang Yuan didn't ask any questions, just let him wander around the streets and alleys of Suizhou, and occasionally tasted a street food because of his recommendation, and couldn't help admiring it His taste is indeed unique.

Wen Nineteen grasped it very well, the two of them ate a portion together and walked for a while, so that people would never feel full and bloated.

Small and large shops on the streets of Suizhou are also very busy in the evening, especially large and small wine shops and Goulan Chuguan.Jiang Yuan originally just followed behind Wen Nineteen honestly, but at this moment he suddenly noticed the gradually dim lights of the surrounding buildings, and asked with a little hesitation:

"Brother Wen, where are we?"

"Ha." Wen Nineteen hummed a syllable from his nose, his eyes were full of moonlight, but he kept looking around.

"Brother Jiang, I'm afraid you have never seen such a scene that I want to take Brother Jiang to see?"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Nineteen wanted to step up and walk in, Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and had to follow, but Wen Nineteen made a big turn like a joke, and went straight to the back door.

The alleys between the buildings were full of filth, Wen Shijiu didn't care, and walked in front of Jiang Yuan from time to time kicking away a few overly fat mice.Jiang Yuan felt a little uneasy because of the cramped space, but at this moment, he heard a short but tragic scream.

Jiang Yuan froze for a moment, but ran out of the alley as quickly as Wen Nineteen.

Jiang Yuan originally wanted to leave the place of right and wrong immediately, but Wen Nineteen seemed to be rather reckless and went straight after the scream. This place was originally a place full of people's voices, women's laughter and men's persuasion. The sounds of play were mixed together, except for Jiang Yuan and Wen Shijiu in a secluded alley, not many people could hear them clearly. .

Wen Nineteen was running fast, but at this moment he suddenly grabbed Jiang Yuan. Jiang Yuan was startled, and barely held back the exclamation that was about to exit. Wen Nineteen quickly covered Jiang Yuan's mouth with his palm, hiding in the behind a wall.

A sudden wave of non-irritating heat surrounded Jiang Yuan with the scent of grass juice and dew in the morning. Jiang Yuan panicked for a moment, then calmed down, held his breath, and looked out from the upper edge of Wen Nineteen's palm. .

But an acquaintance.

The woman still wears a white gauze, but it is longer than before. It hangs around her waist, covering her slender waist and upturned chest. Inserted on the rolled up hanging cloud bun, the end is as gorgeous as peaches and plums.It's just that at this moment, it's not as good as the streets of the small town that day. Such a beauty can't attract people to stop and watch and whisper. Only in the dilapidated back alleys of Huajie, the dark places hide insects and rats and killers who can't restrain their killing intent.

The woman didn't seem to be aware of the tense atmosphere. She raised her foot and clicked her tongue on the dead branch of the powder blue cloud-toed shoes with Baoxiang pattern falling on the dirty ground, as if she felt a little sorry.

In the shadows over there, the scholar-like man tightened his grip on his body, which was gradually turning from warm to cold.His naked body was sickly and pale, and he suppressed his breathing, feeling the itching of the warm and sticky blood in his hands across his skin.Stretching out his tongue, he licked the cold side of his neck, and the clean breath of a teenager made him feel a little reluctant to let go.He squinted his eyes, and his dry pupils searched in the dark alley, suppressed, and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared when he was doing something.

He dared not act rashly.

Being in the rivers and lakes, being cautious has always been the way to survive, not the icing on the cake.

Mo Humo inserted the fan into his palm, drawing a bloodstain, and tried hard to restrain his body trembling from the unkind pleasure.

He finally heard something, such a beautiful woman, who didn't seem to have any weapons on her body, made him feel frightened for no reason.

He remembered that he once met a child who looked like twelve or thirteen years old, with no expression on his face but an abnormally kind look on his face. He saw this child kill his master with his own eyes. He never thought that one day he would be able to defeat of his terrible master.The blood splashed all over his face at that time, so he became obsessed with the same temperature.But now, he felt the same aura from this seemingly weak youngest son.

No, even scarier.

The woman approached, she turned her head and looked into the shadows.

He huddled in a corner, suddenly realizing that there were other living people here.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he leaned his head against the solid and rough wall. No one made any sound, and he restrained his killing intent.The clouds dodged, and a faint light streaked across the deep alley inadvertently.

He could see the woman's gaze, which was as cold as ice, and she lost a little bit of beauty.The trembling excitement has faded away, but his thoughts are drifting at this moment. For such a woman, there is no man in the world who makes her worry about her. How could those melancholy and lingering emotions in the boudoir stain the coldness in such a woman's eyes? .

The woman seemed to have run out of interest, she stretched out her toes again, tapped on a movable stone slab, kicked the poisonous scorpion away at will, then turned and left, Mo Humo recalled the woman's body, licked it Lick your dry lips.Putting down the naked corpse in his hand at will, he was very good at light work, and after a few blinks, before he disappeared from the sight of the two, he turned his head and showed a gentle smile to the two behind the wall.

Arched hands to salute, pushing hands upward slightly.

"There will be a period later."

Killing these two people, I'm afraid it will be troublesome again.