Handbook for Avoiding the Court

After galloping for half a night, the sky is already slightly bright, and the waning moon is still half hidden and half hidden among the black clouds.

Walking to a lake, Fang Ji grabbed a shivering old man and jumped off the horse.

This old man is Zhou Xian, the steward of the Zhou Mansion. Zhou Zhi, the owner of the Zhou Mansion, is well-known as a know-it-all. It is not for nothing that he dares to call himself a know-it-all. , this man is also a genius.

If you want to get news from Zhou Zhi, you have to abide by his rules.

First of all, don't inquire about matters that are life-threatening.All news that endangers Zhou Zhi's own life is not available for comment.

Second, the price to inquire about the news also depends on Zhou Zhi's mood. Some are money, some are beauties, and some are equal or more valuable in exchange for news. In short, there is nothing he can't think of, I'm afraid you don't have it .

Third, maybe Zhou Zhi thinks you are pleasing to the eye, so it’s okay to give you a piece of news for free. In the same way, if you don’t like it, he won’t give it away.

Rows of dead trees by the lake are covered with red lanterns. The surrounding scenery is even more sparse and desolate. The cold wind before dawn is getting colder and faster. Several cruise ships are hidden in the mist on the lake. Yanyan sound, the bow of the boat is full of red silk lanterns, very festive.

Several luxurious carriages were parked on the shore of the lake, which should be owned by the pleasure-seekers on this boat.

Steward Zhou lowered his head and didn't dare to look up. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at the cruise ship in the middle of the lake, saying: "Master is on the boat, the biggest one is it."

Fang Ji did not continue to carry Butler Zhou, but touched his acupuncture points, and said coldly: "It will be untied in half an hour, your son is safe and sound."

Steward Zhou opened his mouth vigorously, but he couldn't make a sound, so he didn't waste any more effort, but his face was flushed, and he closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

Fang Ji raised his arms and jumped, and walked lightly on the lake with his feet, as light as a dragonfly touching water, without making a sound, he jumped onto the top of the largest cruise ship in an instant, and only then did he see the situation clearly.

There are five cruise ships in total, the largest one is of course Zhou Zhi's cruise ship, and the surrounding cruise ships are full of serious thugs, each holding a big knife in their hands, dignified and dignified.

Fang Ji secretly estimated that there were more than 100 thugs in the five cruise ships.

Fang Jiteng stood up, and several thugs on the cruise ship noticed a gust of wind blowing over their faces, looked around, but they didn't even see half a figure, so they gave up, probably because the lake was windy.

Fang Ji had already flashed into the boat, and he lightly lifted the curtains, and saw two figures intertwined in the red gauze curtain on a big bed in the cabin, the bed curtain was shaking wildly, and there were bursts of ambiguous sounds from inside , delicate, glutinous and seductive, making people's hearts tingle and unbearable.

Fang Ji shivered, quickly put down the curtain, rubbed the sweat on his forehead with one hand, and felt a little flustered for a moment, he looked up at the waning moon that had almost faded away from the sky, his heart was full of Mo Jin's figure, he didn't know where he was at What to do, whether you have already slept peacefully, but parting for half a night, it is as difficult to part with as life and death.

Fang Ji restrained his random thoughts and settled down, but he never dared to lift the curtain to peek in, for fear of seeing something indescribably dirty, so he held his temper, listened intently, and waited for that scene. Heartily and vividly, the battle died down.

I don't know how long it took before there was the rustling sound of dressing from inside, and it was finally over. Fang Ji opened the curtain, and saw a woman with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, leaning against one of them like a boneless woman. On the chest of the young man, he said coquettishly, "Master Zhou..."

Fang Ji stroked his forehead, it hurt his eyes, but he couldn't take it any longer, he walked to Zhou Zhi's side like a ghost, and before Zhou Zhi could react, he tapped the acupuncture points of the two.

Zhou Zhi was stunned by this sudden man, he didn't recover for a while, until Fang Ji untied one of his acupuncture points, he loosened his shoulders, pinched his delicate mustache, and said very displeasedly: " It's really impolite for this young man to disturb someone's dream, won't you wait until dawn if you have something to do, are all young people so arrogant? I..."

Before he could finish his chatter, a gleaming dagger flew past his face, Zhou Zhi felt a chill on his lips, and a strand of gray hair lightly fell on his lapel.

Zhou Zhi was shocked!

Half of her delicate beard was cut off like this, and she knew that the person who came would be fierce, so she was angry and annoyed, but she didn't dare to attack.

People who know more secrets, especially shady ones, usually end badly. A living person cannot keep secrets. Zhou Zhi holds many secrets from all over the world.Danger is always there, this kind of person who is hated to the bone and wishes to get rid of it quickly, but still lives chicly and unrestrainedly.

As many people want him to shut up, there are as many people who want him to open his mouth.

It was not easy for Zhou Zhi to survive in this crack, and naturally he cherished his life so much.

Fang Ji looked at the terrified Zhou Zhi indifferently, raised his hand and put the dagger back into his sleeve, bowed slightly and saluted, and said: "Your junior disturbed Master Zhou's elegant mood, it is really wrong, but the matter is urgent, there is no other way." And for that, I hope Master Zhou Haihan, but as long as Master Zhou answers a question of the junior, the junior will treat him with courtesy. If Master Zhou wants to call outside thugs, Master Zhou is a smart man."

Zhou Zhi raised his head and glanced at Fang Ji's seemingly respectful and sincere face, and immediately became arrogant again. He expected that this person must ask him for something, and he would not dare to do it again. How could he be so easily intimidated? Since Fang Ji After shaving off his beard, he definitely won't suffer from being dumb. He hugged the beauty whose sleeping hole was tapped in his arms to his chin, and pecked and pecked on that brilliant peach-like face with one mouth, until It made people blush when they saw it.

Fang Ji naturally knew that the old man did it for himself on purpose, and the bad breath in his heart could not be cured, and he was afraid it would be difficult to swallow.

Fang Ji was not annoyed, and just watched him continue.

Zhou Zhi suddenly felt bored, he put the beauty on the bed, walked to the round table, Shi Shiran sat down, took out a jade bone fan and knocked on the table repeatedly: "There are only two kinds of people looking for me. One wants to kill me, the other wants to beg me, and you are probably the second, but your way of begging is really eye-opening!"

"Master Zhou, I won't talk about unnecessary things, and the younger generation won't go around the corner anymore. I want to ask about the whereabouts of the great master Cheng Ye." Fang Ji spoke softly and slowly, but those dark eyes made people chill.

Zhou Zhiyue has countless people, how can he not see it, he was terrified by this deterrent force, but he pretended to be calm and said: "You want to find out the secret, but you have to pay the price without words. There is no such thing as free money in this world. Also a businessman."

Fang Ji understood, took out a handful of bank notes from his pocket, put them on the table, and said, "Is 5000 taels enough, and the younger generation will make up for it in a few days."

Zhou Zhiben is a man who loves money. He glanced at the stack of bank notes, and he was not indifferent. Suddenly, he seemed to see something extraordinary on the bank notes, and he immediately took it to heart, showing a sly look. Smiling, he said: "Today, Master Ben not only wants money, but also beautiful women. I wonder if Young Master Fang can make another trip and buy a stunning beauty?"

Before Fang Ji could answer, he pointed sideways at the woman on the bed, and said, "It's a few times more beautiful than her."

Fang Ji looked at the man in front of him who was making progress, and there was a fire in his heart. The old man was able to see his identity through the bank note. The action was to frighten this person, and he floated up without thinking about giving this person some color, but since he wants some face, it doesn't matter if he gives it to him, then I will play another show with him.

Fang Ji smiled, and said helplessly: "I am afraid that the stunning beauty Master Zhou wants is hard to find in the world, but if Master Zhou is trustworthy, can I owe you first?"

Zhou Zhi glanced sideways at Fang Ji's embarrassed and helpless expression. Knowing that the trick had succeeded, he pretended to be unhappy and said, "Then there is nothing I can do to help. Small business, no credit."

Fang Ji leaned forward and said quietly: "What does Master Zhou want?"

Zhou Zhi looked at Fang Ji with half-closed eyes, and made a "tsk tsk" sound in his mouth. He reached out to pinch Fang Ji's chin, but Fang Ji quickly blocked him, so he had to say embarrassingly: "Mr. It's fine to stay for one night."

Fang Ji felt a chill running down his spine when he heard the words. Although he had already seen that the old man deliberately humiliated himself, it was a different feeling when he said it. If so, then follow the trend.

Fang Ji looked at Zhou Zhi's excessively lustful face with great interest, sighed deeply, and said in great disappointment: "To tell the truth, Mr. Zhou, I have a wife in my next family, and I really have no interest in other people, especially... Fang Ji looked at Zhou Zhi's face again, frowned, and hesitated to speak.

Zhou Zhi was choked up speechless by these words, knowing that he had suffered a lot and was not easy to get angry, he was just asking for fun, so he had to accompany him with a smiling face and said: "It turns out that the family has a wife, but the house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers." .”

Fang Ji frowned slightly, looked at Zhou Zhi's whole body, and said with a sneer, "Master Zhou's flower is indeed a bit wild, so I'm not blessed to bear it."

Zhou Zhi stroked that half of the beard, and said with deep meaning: "Young Master Fang means that you don't like my skin. If you change to a young and beautiful person... I don't know if Young Master Fang is afraid of that fierce wife, or if he is a dissolute man. ?”

Hearing these ironic words, Fang Ji leaned forward and approached Zhou Zhi with a strong sense of murder. Zhou Zhi was shocked and leaned back, only to hear a deep and cold sentence: "My wife is gentle and beautiful, It is better than the stunning beauty in the world, no one in this world can see it, this is love, not fear."

Zhou Zhi was speechless in shock, opened his mouth slightly, and stared blankly at Fang Ji.

Zhou Zhinian was nearly fifty years old, but he lingered among thousands of flowers all the year round. There were many wives and concubines, but he never left a trace of affection. In his eyes, love is something that those literati, poets, and even poor people would pursue. Life is perishable, life is limited, why waste it on one person, isn't it boring and ruthless.

Fang Ji straightened his body, the sky was bright, and a faint gray sun hung weakly on the horizon, as if it had also been deprived of infinite heat by the cold, and the entire lake was silent.

Fang Ji's patience finally disappeared.

A cold light flashed by, and the dagger was already lying across Zhou Zhi's neck, and the extremely sharp edge cut a small opening in his neck, oozing traces of blood.

Zhou Zhi let out a "hiss" from the cold touch, he finally came back to his senses, and said in shock: "What do you think, maybe you want to kill me, I am the one who knows the secret you want, you... ...be polite."

Fang Ji lowered his eyes, and his voice was tired, but ruthless: "Master Zhou, originally I was giving you some face, and I never thought you would be so slow, so I will tell you a shocking secret as a deal."

Fang Ji was tall and tall, hiding Zhou Zhi in the shadows. Fang Ji stared at Zhou Zhi condescendingly, and continued: "Master Zhou has eight mansions, fifteen concubines, six sons and nine daughters, respectively in..."

"I said, I said! Don't..." Zhou Zhi was so frightened that he trembled all over, his face pale.

Fang Ji put away his dagger, folded his arms and waited for Zhou Zhi to continue.

Zhou Zhi pondered for a moment, then slowly straightened up, took a deep breath, and said dejectedly: "This matter is out of the question, I..." Zhou Zhi raised his eyes and met Ji Sheren's above, and said in a low voice: "Cheng Ye Master was imprisoned by your mother at... Qingliang Temple."

Originally thought that after he finished speaking, Fang Ji would leave on his own, but he was wrong.

Fang Ji didn't expect Zhou Zhi, who was like a prodigal son, to care so much about his family, which made him look at Zhou Zhi with admiration. So, why not strike while the iron is hot.

"Did you disclose the whereabouts of my master, Master Cheng Ye?"

Zhou Zhi fell to the ground upon hearing this.

"You also spread the news that I have a puppet boy and a treasure map?"

Zhou Zhi moved back and forth in horror.

"My grandfather..."

"Young Master Fang, Young Master Fang, stop talking, I am also forced to do so! I am not only doing it for money, but also for my life. You have scratched me. If you need anything in the future, just ask, the price is negotiable!"

Fang Ji hugged his shoulders all the time, his words were indifferent, and his expression was difficult to distinguish, but his eyes were always staring at Zhou Zhi.

Zhou Zhi was so guilty of being stared at by him, he raised his sleeves and wiped his sweaty forehead, lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to take another look, until there was a knock on the door outside, and his consciousness gradually returned to in vivo.

Fang Ji had already left, leaving only the curtain fluttering in the wind.

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