Unexpectedly, just as Jin An put his palm on the back of Magistrate Zhang's robe, suddenly, flames burst out from the back of Magistrate Zhang's robe.

"Mr. Zhang, why did the clothes on your back suddenly catch fire? Take off your clothes quickly."

Jin An shouted anxiously, and kept patting Magistrate Zhang's robe with his palm.

Magistrate Zhang also smelled the stench of burning clothes, so he quickly took off his outer robe.

As a result, Jin An shouted again: "Mr. Zhang, the clothes inside your robe are also on fire. Take off all your clothes quickly."

However, Jin An didn't have to put out the fire this time. Magistrate Zhang put his hand on his back and slapped it messily, and the small flames on his back were quickly extinguished.

At this time, Magistrate Zhang picked up the robe that was thrown on the ground and shook it open. He saw that a small hole the size of half a palm was burned out on the back of the robe.

Magistrate Zhang frowned, then looked at Jin An in confusion.

Jin An said nonsensically in a serious tone: "It's really strange. Magistrate Zhang, why did your clothes suddenly catch fire for no reason?"

"It should be that when Magistrate Zhang turned around just now, the wind in the study moved the candle next to him, and he accidentally caught fire."

Fortunately, Magistrate Zhang still had a spare coat in the study room. When Magistrate Zhang picked up the coat and put it on halfway, Jin An suddenly said in a confused voice: "I'm not married yet, could it be Yiyun?"

Sir, will you give me an eight-pound fat son?"

This sentence was exactly what Jin An said when he happened to meet Mr. Yiyun at the Wen Mo Temple during the day.

When he was caught off guard, Magistrate Zhang, who was wearing a long gown, made a move. When he wanted to cover it up, it was already too late, poof!

A hand was inserted into his body, passing through his chest. The hot and poisonous internal energy on his palm directly penetrated the empty human skin of County Magistrate Zhang.

There was no blood spilled on the scene.

There is no obstruction of flesh and bones on the palm.

So without warning!

Jin An made a sneak attack from the back and pierced Magistrate Zhang's chest!

"Sure enough... Master Jin An had already noticed it when he entered the carriage?"

"Can I ask, I think that my skills in painting have reached the pinnacle, and I can fake the real thing to the point of occupying a magpie's nest. No one in the county government has seen through my flaw. Mr. Jin'an, how did you see it?"

A voice came from behind Jin An, it was a guard who was standing guard outside the door, poof!

The guard's chest still had no feeling of flesh and blood, and was pierced by the fire poisonous inner energy in Jin An's palm.

"Why."

A low sigh.

A woman walked out from the backyard of the Yamen.

The backyard of the Yamen was the residence of Magistrate Zhang and his family. The person who came was the magistrate's wife. The magistrate's wife had a complicated expression on her face. She looked at Jin An who was still a friend during the day, but at night she turned into a cold-faced and murderous Jin An.

"It shouldn't have been like this..."

Under the moonlight, the county magistrate's wife, with her dark gleaming eyes, sighed softly again. No one could tell whether that sigh was due to the helplessness of the unpredictable world...or the bitterness of another hidden secret...or the sorrow and sorrow.

Qi.

But what greeted the county magistrate's wife was the cold light of a red sword.

"Are all the people in this Chang County government office dead?"

"Isn't there a single living person in the entire county government office?"

"Is this a government office or a devil's cave?"

Jin An shouted angrily.

"Are you calmer?"

"If you haven't killed enough, I still have more paintings for you to continue killing until you are satisfied."

In the darkness, the footsteps of two people approaching could be heard. The person who came out this time was none other than the handsome and handsome Mr. Yiyun, whom Jin An was all too familiar with.

And the old servant Qi Bo who has been following Mr. Yiyun.

It had only been half a day since Jin An and Mr. Yiyun were separated, but when I saw Mr. Yiyun again tonight, my mood was different. There was a kind of trance that things were right and people were different.

Qi Bo looked at his master and then at Mr. Jin An. As someone who had been through this before, he could naturally see the essence of the matter at a glance. He thought that this friendship would last forever, but he had many misunderstandings.

It was this misunderstanding that turned the two into strangers at odds with each other.

However, master and servant were in order, so Qi Bo did not dare to take a step beyond his control and explain his master's opinions, so he could only stand with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered.

As people get older, it's easy to reminisce about the time they missed when they were young.

Since ancient times, I have been full of passion and hatred, and this hatred lasts forever.

If your heart dies, you will forget.

He also had a relationship that was better than forgetting each other in the world. Qibo began to fall into his own memories of the past. A person only needs one relationship to be unforgettable.

"Did you kill County Magistrate Zhang's whole family?"

"Did you peel off the skin of County Magistrate Zhang's family?"

Jin An held the tiger sword in his hand and looked directly at Mr. Yiyun who was standing not far away.

Faced with the problem of Jin'an, Mr. Yiyun had a stunned expression on his face: "It turns out that the reason why Mr. Jin'an is so angry is because he thought I was wearing human skin and pretending to be Magistrate Zhang's family.

Monk Zhi is a complicit, murderous female devil?"

"Those are just fish skins. If Jin An likes any kind of person or tall, short, fat or thin woman, I can give a few fish skins to Mr. Jin An for free to satisfy Mr. Jin An's curiosity."

Young Master Yiyun looked at Jin An teasingly with sly eyes.

Fish skin? Not human skin?

Huh? Jin'an, who was so murderous just now and vowed to kill all the government officials in the county, was startled when he heard that Mr. Yiyun wanted to give him the fish skins of several tall, short, fat and thin women to satisfy his curiosity.

Was this invented in ancient times?

When Jin An saw the teasing look in Young Master Yiyun's eyes, he immediately understood that Young Master Yiyun was clearly avenging him for his words about being a king during the day.

Jin An was not willing to be outdone, so he took a look at Mr. Yiyun's heartless chest and smashed his mouth. He did not look like he had a broad mind that could carry a ship.

Although it was night and her vision was dim, Master Yiyun still noticed Jin An's gaze. In an instant, she understood the...disdain in Jin An's eyes.

"Uncle Qi, help me chop off Mr. Jin An's two eyes. I will let him look again!"

Mr. Yiyun was so angry that his face was filled with frost.

Qi Bo, who was still immersed in his youthful emotional memories, just raised his eyes to look at the childish young people's emotions like playing house, pretended not to hear anything, and continued to recall the memories in his heart.

After such a quarrel, the tense atmosphere between the two of them was relieved a lot.

"Mr. Yiyun, are you a human or something? If you are not a human, why are you able to appear in the daytime without being affected at all by painting County Magistrate Zhang, the Magistrate's wife, shopkeeper Zhang, and Zhang Lingyun?

Will the magistrate and his family live or die?"

Jin An still did not let go of all his guard.

After hearing Jin An's words, Young Master Yiyun said slightly angrily: "You are the thing!"

Then after calming down, he said: "Answer me first. I think my painting has no flaws. How did you find out my identity?"

"It's very simple, because you smell of her Red Moon Rouge powder." Jin An wrote lightly,

The she here naturally refers to Zhang Lingyun dressed as Young Master Yiyun, the time Jin An took Young Master Yiyun to buy Red Moon Rouge a month ago.

"Is it that simple?"

"It's that simple."

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PS:

Today’s title is so long, it’s as long as the number of words in this chapter.

I finished a chapter with 5k words tonight.
Chapter completed!