"The profession of a butcher is a matter of taking lives. Every day, his hands are stained with blood, and he cuts off flesh and bones. Over the years, even the calmest person will be tempered into a violent and ruthless person." The woman looked at the butcher, Rui Xiaotian. Although she made him sound very fierce, there was no fear in her expression. She even smiled and said, "It's the first time I've seen a butcher as gentle and refined as you."
Rui Xiaotian stood where he was and his expression changed slightly. After a moment of silence, he said, "You're exaggerating. There are no absolutes in this world. Perhaps I'm an exception? Also, I don't think you just happened to pass by here. May I know your name? "
The charming woman smiled and said, "My name is Song Wenji."
Rui Xiaotian pondered for a moment as if going through his memory. He then looked at Song Wenji and said, "I don't think I've known you before, Miss Song. May I know why you're looking for me?"
Song Wenji didn't answer his question. She casually plucked a branch of peach blossom from the peach tree beside her and sniffed it lightly. Then, she said lightly, "How can there be so many coincidences in this world? It's just that everyone can't see that far ahead. You're pretending to be a butcher, but you don't look like one. There are probably only two possibilities. "
"Hmm?" Rui Xiaotian sounded a little curious. He said, "I'll have to ask you about that. Please teach me, Miss."
Song Wenji said, "I wouldn't dare to teach you. I'm just spouting nonsense. The first possibility is that you've been pretending to be a butcher all along. You've been using this line of work to cover your tracks. You've never been a butcher, so your temperament naturally hasn't changed. "
Rui Xiaotian nodded and said, "Hmm, that makes sense. What about the second possibility?"
Song Wenji looked at the young and handsome butcher and said with a smile, "The second possibility is that although you're really a butcher now, you've done things more ruthless than a butcher in the past. You've killed so many people that you've naturally become numb to it. Am I right? "
Rui Xiaotian's expression turned cold and he suddenly stopped talking.
The small courtyard suddenly quietened down. Only the sound of the wind blowing through the peach tree could be heard. Other than that, the atmosphere suddenly turned somber.
Separated by a corridor, the man and the woman stared at each other coldly. After some time, Rui Xiaotian suddenly said, "Miss Song, who exactly are you, and why are you looking for me?"
Just as Song Wenji was about to speak, a series of knocks came from the door of the butcher shop that was already closed.
Song Wenji and Rui Xiaotian's expressions did not change much. They were still looking at each other with a hint of vigilance in their eyes, and they did not intend to look elsewhere.
After a while, Rui Xiaotian said in a clear voice, "This shop is closed. Please go back and come back early tomorrow."
The knocks on the door stopped, probably having heard Rui Xiaotian's words. Rui Xiaotian looked at Song Wenji, took a deep breath, and was about to speak again …
"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock …"
Suddenly, the same knocking sound came from the door again, and it broke the tranquility of this place once more.
This time, Song Wenji and Rui Xiaotian's expressions changed. They looked at each other almost at the same time, but then they saw the surprise in each other's eyes. It seemed that the possibility of the other party's helper could be ruled out.
Rui Xiaotian was silent for a moment, then turned to the door, raised his voice, and said with a hint of sternness, "This shop is closed for the day. Please go back!"
"Knock, knock, knock, knock …" The knocks on the door seemed to completely ignore his words, and they were still knocking persistently.
For a moment, the shop was in complete silence, and it seemed that only the strange and inexplicable knocks on the door were still echoing.
…
Rui Xiaotian's expression became a little strange. After a moment of silence, he looked at Song Wenji and pointed in the direction of the door. Song Wenji hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Rui Xiaotian turned and walked to the door. He did not walk fast, and it could be seen that his hands were always by his side as he walked. He did not even swing them naturally like ordinary people, which made his walking posture look a little awkward and strange.
Song Wenji soon noticed this. She stared at Rui Xiaotian, and a hint of contemplation flashed across her eyes.
The butcher's shop was only so big, so it did not take long for Rui Xiaotian to reach the door. Just as he was about to reach out to open the door, the knocks on the door suddenly disappeared.
Without any warning, he suddenly disappeared!
Like a ghost, the silence instantly occupied the small courtyard, and Rui Xiaotian, who had just raised his hand, froze.
The door was still tightly shut, but the knocks outside the door were gone. It was as if the person who had been waiting outside for a long time had finally lost his patience and left at that moment.
However, neither Rui Xiaotian nor Song Wenji believed this possibility. Their expressions were a little ugly. After a while, Rui Xiaotian reached out and opened the door.
The noise from the street outside could be heard, but there was no one outside the butcher's shop. It was as if nothing had happened, as if the knocks just now had never happened.
Rui Xiaotian stood at the door and watched for a while before quietly closing the door again. He turned around and walked back to face Song Wenji again. He frowned and said, "Miss Song, who exactly are you?"
Song Wenji thought about it and said, "I'm from Zhenxianmeng."
"Zhenxianmeng?" Rui Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and he seemed to be a little surprised by the answer. He then frowned and said, "I don't think I've ever offended Zhenxianmeng. Why are you looking for me?"
Song Wenji was about to speak, but her and Rui Xiaotian's expressions changed almost at the same time, and they turned to look.
At the other end of the courtyard, Rui Xiaotian's bedroom was at the end of the corridor. At this moment, the door of the bedroom suddenly squeaked and opened.
A man walked out of the room and stood at the door. He met Rui Xiaotian and Song Wenji's gazes and smiled. "Hello, I'm Lu Chen."
Rui Xiaotian's pupils shrank slightly. He looked at Lu Chen, and then at the charming woman standing under the peach tree, Song Wenji. His expression finally lost its smile and calmness, and he shouted with a hint of anger, "Who are you? Also, how dare you break into my bedroom?"
Lu Chen's expression was calm, as if he didn't care about Rui Xiaotian's harsh words. He just said indifferently, "I'm also from Zhenxianmeng. As for my identity, I should be the one asking you."
Rui Xiaotian flew into a rage. Just as he was about to scold him, he heard Lu Chen say, "Stop pretending. Ordinary people won't secretly make two escape routes in their own homes. Let me be frank. One is in the bedroom behind me, and you can't get through it. As for the other one, Miss Song hasn't done anything from the beginning to the end. She's just standing under the peach tree, so the second escape route must be under the peach tree, under her feet. "
"Am I right?" He said to Rui Xiaotian with a smile, looking like he was looking at a dog in a desperate situation.
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