Chapter 273

"Mr. Xiao, I found this in the room." Si Shenjun handed Xiao Song a cigarette pole made of purple bamboo.

It's not very common. It's a special thing for smoking Furong. It's the prototype of the later generations. It's thicker than the straight bamboo. It's about two feet long. One end is a white jade pipe, and the other end is a white jade cigarette holder. On the stem, the characters are engraved with "one spirit is true, not with all hearts".

Because there is a spiritual nature, so it is different from other people's mind. How aloof and aloof

In the Tang Dynasty, opium poppy was planted in Sichuan. It was also known that the overdose of Hibiscus was poisonous, so it was forbidden to take it in public, but there was no clear punishment. The main reason was that the yield of Hibiscus was not large, and it was an extremely valuable medicinal material with small quantity and high price, so it was difficult to have a stable supply.

"Dou Chengfeng." Xiao Song squatted down in front of him, leaning on the ground with a cigarette pole, smiling rather than smiling, "didn't smoke enough, right?"

Xiao Song doesn't expect Dou Chengfeng to be coerced into saying something. He has tried once before, luring Dou Chengfeng with Furong when his drug addiction broke out. However, this guy's perseverance is amazing. He would rather suffer from cramps all over his body and clench his teeth and never reveal a word.

These days, Xiao Song is so angry that Dou Chengfeng is not allowed to touch ah Furong, so he forces him to escape, even if he knows he will be found here.

"You think you can hide it. He Yan and Yu Lang are dead, don't you?" Dou Chengfeng's voice is a little hoarse, with a faint laugh, but I don't know whether it's self mockery or Xiao Song.

Xiao Song gently tapped his shoulder with a cigarette pole and said slowly, "if I really want to hide from you, you can still know a little bit of wind. I don't have the surname Xiao. They are all dead, only you You're next. "

Ran Yan slightly pauses for a moment, and unfolds the love letter in the sleeve and puts it in front of Dou Chengfeng.

Dou Chengfeng saw this letter, his face suddenly aside, struggling to raise his head, staring at ran Yan's eyebrows, and murmured for a long time, "Ma Niang?"

She Niang is the small character of Wenxi County Master! Ran Yan feels a little bit at the bottom of her heart. It seems that she has found the wrong direction at the beginning. She always thinks that Dou Chengfeng can't meet the master of Wenxi County, so she mistakenly thinks that he and Chai Xuanyi have broken sleeves. Maybe he approaches Chai Xuanyi just for the sake of Wenxi County Lord.

"You're not her." Dou Chengfeng droops his head.

"You have an affair with her." Ran Yan's light way. If not very familiar with or concerned about the head of Wenxi County, most people would not be able to distinguish between their eyebrows and eyes. After all, the most similar facial features of Ran Yan and Wen Xi are eyebrows and eyes.

Dou Chengfeng laughs miserably. If he really got it, he can't think like crazy now.

Ran Yan looked at the change of his look, and the sweat on his head, every word with the smell of induction, "I have told the master of Wenxi County your intention, also told her that you are here, do you guess she will come? If she comes, will she kill you, or will she fly away with you

She reached out and took the cigarette stick in Xiao Song's hand, walked slowly to Si Shenjun, took a piece of Furong from his hand, put it into the fight, and lit it on the torch.

Xiao Song looked at the dancing fire, and the smoke shrouded her eyes. In her black eyes, it seemed that the reflection of the fire was beating. The smoke eyebrows went into the temples, and her skin was half as warm as jade. Such ran Yan has this kind of unspeakable attractive temperament, in such an occasion, his heart even missed two beats.

Ran Yan put the cigarette stick in front of Dou Chengfeng, and his voice was slow and soft. "I know you need it. Don't be patient. Why do you have to endure so hard? One spirit is true, not with the hearts of the people, such a free and easy state of mind, why do things have to be tied up? What's the use of protecting her and thinking about her again? Don't you want to know what she thinks about this good opportunity

Dou Chengfeng has just inhaled Furong. Although he still keeps a trace of soberness, his thinking is very slow. Ran Yan's slow voice is like a trickle of water flowing into his heart, temporarily replacing all thinking and becoming his voice. Stunned for a long time, he murmured, "yes..."

Ran Yan returns to Xiao Song and takes a look at him. Xiao Song said in a deep voice, "let him go."

The four soldiers hesitated for a moment, but they sent them away.

As soon as he got rid of the shackles, Dou Chengfeng greedily smoked the Furong in the tobacco pole.

At this time, ran Yan can see his face completely. His facial features are not particularly delicate, but the outline of his jaw is particularly beautiful. There is a shallow groove in the middle. The bones of the limbs are also very beautiful. His hands are strong and slender. His size and thickness are just right.

Xiao Song ordered concealment, and the people in the yard immediately cleaned up the footprints on the ground. Within a moment, the courtyard was silent again.

All the torches were put out, and the eyes adapted for a while before they could see the courtyard clearly.

Dou Chengfeng leaned against the corridor of the Western chamber. His white middle coat was soon covered with snow. His strong chest was exposed, and his hair was like ink. One shoe was beside his leg. The other had been lost. His slender hand was clinging to the slender cigarette pole. He laughed hoarsely. He had been laughing for a long time, which was quite painful for both liver and gall.

The snow outside was so dense that it poured down like a curtain. Only the faint fire on Dou Cheng's pipe is warm.With the smoke rising, Dou Chengfeng has obviously entered the state of wanting immortals and dying. Maybe he knows that someone is there, but he doesn't lose his temper. He just enjoys himself by closing his eyes in front of the porch and wriggles his body occasionally.

Ran Yan understood why even Xiao Song couldn't do anything about him. For such a strong willed person, observing his physical condition didn't seem to have a very serious thirst. If he made up his mind to quit ah Furong, it should not be too difficult, but he clearly knew that Furong was a drug. Why should he connive at it?

Xiao Song, ran Yan and some of the soldiers were hiding in the East chamber and guarding the outside with their heads over the crack of the door. This small temple has been ambushed inside and outside. If anyone really wants to kill Dou Chengfeng tonight, he will not be able to fly.

"Can the murderer find him here?" The Secretary can't help but ask in a low voice.

Xiao Song pulled the corners of his mouth and whispered, "when I came, I had ordered people to hunt Dou Chengfeng in the city, and let him escape because he was addicted to Furong. The murderer must have thought of this place."

Ran Yan looked back at him in surprise. They had been together. When did he give orders? When did you decide to use the local Dou Cheng Feng as bait? It can only be that he planned all this.

Because Dou Chengfeng's willpower is too strong to be effective by coercion and inducement, he was told of the death of He Yan and Yulang, and he was trapped in an extreme mood. He was not allowed to take Furong for many days. Then he picked a good opportunity to clear the way for him. At the same time, he searched the city wantonly to disclose information First from the spirit and body of a comprehensive destruction, and then in the easy to dig a deep trap It's just that Dou Chengfeng escaped a little earlier than Xiao Song expected.

The more ran Yan thought about it, the more he felt that Xiao song could do something, but the Fox also pretended to reprimand his subordinates for not doing well! It's a secret.

Just thinking about it, ran Yan suddenly felt that Xiao Song held her hand tightly, and subconsciously she held her breath and concentrated in the silence, as if there were footsteps Ran Yan's heart slightly tight, she really did not want to see the county Lord Wenxi. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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