Wu Chuchu and Zhou Fei looked at each other and asked, "Does Yin Pei know?"

"Pretend not to know," Xie Yun said, "but I guess he must know, didn't you listen to Zheng Luosheng, he stole the scabbard of the Shanchuan sword. The whole Yinjiazhuang fell into the hands of the Qinglong master, he had other things They all turn a blind eye, why do you want the scabbard of a broken sword?"

"About this, I had some guesses at first. It is said that Yin Wenlan once said that he was only proud of two things in his life, one is the sword of mountains and rivers, and the other is 'the sea and the sky'," Xie Yun took a sip of cold water and continued, "So if Haitian What secrets does Isshiki have - such as tokens, keys, etc., where would he put them?"

Zhou Fei already understood after hearing this.

Wu Chuchu asked inexplicably, "Where?"

Zhou Fei said, "I don't know what the number one sword in the world thinks on the mountain and river swords, but if the people around you are not as reliable as you, the only thing you can trust most is the sword in your hand."

Wu Chuchu first suddenly realized, and then glanced at her again, suspecting that Zhou Fei was referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and looking for ballast to thank Yun.

Xie Yun was still pretending, as if he didn't hear him at all, stood up and settled the bill, and urged the two girls to pack up the rest of the miscellaneous noodles and take away: "Let's go, this ghostly place in the backcountry is really not good for staying, it's dark for us. I had to rush to Hengyang before."

After saying that, he got up and went to pull the carriage.

Zhou Fei gritted his teeth.

Wu Chuchu secretly pulled her.

Zhou Fei whispered to her, "Is he still having fun?"

Wu Chuchu had never seen such a lively way of suffocating since she was six years old. She wanted to laugh very much, but she felt that it was not good, so she could only hold back and bit her ear with Zhou Fei: "When I was in Hengshan, Young Master Xie was also worried about you."

In retrospect, Zhou Fei also admitted that, based on her ability, it was indeed self-defeating and inappropriate to promise Ji Yunchen to hold Zheng Luosheng. No sound.

Wu Chuchu thought for a while, and then asked, "Did you believe Ji Daxia so much at that time?"

Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

At that time, she actually didn't know what Ji Yunshen was doing, and she had never heard of "Soul Searching Needle".

Wu Chuchu said curiously, "Then why?"

Exactly why, Zhou Fei herself couldn't tell. She had no plans at the time, and even at the beginning, she was cheating to slip away from under the eyes of the Azure Dragon Lord. Knowing that she couldn't beat her, she did everything she could to avoid confrontation with the big devil. .

Speaking of which, she probably had the intention to kill when she heard Zheng Luosheng's swear words in the secret passage.

It's nothing to do evil, Zhou Fei has heard the name "Mountain of the Living Dead", and it will be news when those people can do something good.

But why are they so arrogant and complacent?

Why are those who make loud noises always despicable and shameless, and why are these villains able to put 20 years of grievances on their foreheads and sway the market, and the good people with their bones have become their banners instead?

Isn't this the case of countless people who dare not speak out?

In troubled times, there is no kingly law, and if morality is also lost, then what else can people who are struggling to survive in it?

Zhou Fei did not feel pity for Ji Yunchen. Even now, she still thinks that Ji Yunchen is a pitiful person and must have something to hate. She just felt that if she did not agree to help at that time, she would definitely be very disappointed in herself.

Even Wu Chuchu, the eldest young lady with no strength to tie her hands, even if she doesn't know martial arts, doesn't she have eyes, can't see that tying Zhou Fei and the flower shopkeeper together, can't fight a Zheng Luosheng? Weak and slender The little girl refused to leave alone for the sake of her friends, let alone the one with the knife.

Zhou Fei was thinking about where to start with Wu Chuchu, but when she looked up, she found that Xie Yun had set up the carriage and was standing not far away, as if she was waiting for her answer - but when she saw her eyes swept over, thank Yun immediately turned his eyes away and put on an under-sampling of "I won't listen if I don't listen."

Zhou Fei's heart of a moral heroine was pushed to a squat by the childishness of bào, and she was defeated in a lightning-fast manner.

In an instant, she summed up her full stomach into three words: "I'm happy!"

Wu Chuchu: "..."

Can this bastard lawsuit be over before it reaches Shuzhong!

There are local officials in Hengyang, and there are some garrisoned troops nearby.

In the evening, Duanwang, the driver of the coach, steadily brought the two girls to Hengyang City. He saw that he was accustomed to walking outside, and the driver had two brushes. How to turn a wrong road, very comfortable.

There has just been a heavy rain here, and the road is not smooth. The hawkers and shops along the street are like rough wood in the peaks of the mountains. A little fèng can live. There are restaurants in the inn. In order to attract guests, they even invite folk artists.

The folk artists are a middle-aged couple who talk and sing again. The husband is blind and the wife has a sweet voice. They sing exactly "Li Hate Tower" by Xie Moumou. A tray, walking around among the guests, she doesn't beg to be disrespectful, and if someone gives money, she gently bows to the person.

Xie Yun put a handful of copper coins on her tray. Zhou Fei was stunned after seeing the woman's face. She covered half of her face. Fei looked away with just one glance, and she couldn't help but feel a pity—that wife was slim and graceful, and she should have been a beautiful woman.

When the woman turned around and left, Wu Chuchu asked in a low voice, "She..."

"It's hot," Xie Yun replied flatly, as if he was used to it, "it's nothing—mostly it's hot by myself, it's not easy to make a living, there must be some way to protect yourself, it's useless to ask for face? Eat it quickly, eat it Let's rest early, I've been out and about for a while, and I really haven't slept well for a few nights."

The couple had been singing in the inn until late, Zhou Fei and others had already returned to the guest room to rest, and they could still hear the thin "Yah" sound from the first floor, but it seemed that there was no gain. It's been too long, everyone is listening to it every day, and it's already a little tired of listening. Most people's ears are not on them, and they turn a blind eye to the woman's tray.

Zhou Fei washed and rinsed, she should be very tired, but she couldn't sleep, she sat cross-legged, like a martial arts idiot, tempering her snowbreaker in meditation.

Just when she connected the nine-style snowbreaker from beginning to end and made some gains, she suddenly heard a "squeak" from the next door, and Xie Yun came out again.

☆、Chapter 64 Rumors

No matter how much anger and anger Zhou Fei is, once she is immersed in her own world, it will slowly calm down. As long as she is not deeply hated, she usually comes and goes quickly.

The Snowbreaker is worthy of being the "Grandmaster's knife". Before the moon rises, she has already educated her huáng Mao girl, who has never been six years old, into a sensible adult.

The "sensible adult" stood up and walked two steps in the room. After a moment of self-reflection, he felt that Xie Yun's temper was very funny, but he would actually be honest with him, which is also to make the miscellaneous noodles full. of.

Zhou Fei took a look and saw that there were still a few sparse customers downstairs, but the shop assistant was already yawning.

The couple who sang and told the story sat lonely in the field, the woman's voice was hoarse, and the blind man fiddled with the strings of the piano, which were a little awkward, and the sound of the piano echoed back in the empty lobby, but there was a desolate sound. Yan means.

Xie Yun didn't know where to get a small oil lamp, put it in his hand, and looked at the old pen and paper on the table. After writing for a while, he would be distracted for a while, and occasionally he would take a wine bowl to sip the turbid wine. One sip, the green shirt is Xiaoxiao, looking a little down.

Zhou Fei walked over lightly and saw that he was writing a new lyric to the intermittent sound of the singing couple, she sat next to her and watched with her chin propped up. The front part was held down by the paperweight, and Zhou Fei could only see one sentence: "...and see the old rocks by the bridge are covered in frost, and they are far away from people and can't return."

Xie Yun paused, glanced at her, and lowered her eyelashes indifferently.

Zhou Fei turned over an empty bowl by herself, poured a small bowl of rice wine from Xie Yun's small wine jug, drank it after a few sips, smashed it, and felt that the wine was too weak to taste at all—she didn't In a big accident, Xie Yun seemed to be casual and casual, but in fact he had his own rules.

Zhou Fei stretched out two fingers and clamped Xie Yun's pen.

The old old pen was parked in the air, the ink on the tip of the pen was a little thick, and a drop fell suddenly. However, Zhou Fei's hand was faster, and she instantly handed the empty wine bowl up, and Dangdang caught the perfectly round ink dot in one go.

Xie Yun: "..."

Zhou Fei knew how wrong she was talking about, so she smiled at him flatteringly.

Most of the time, she has the love and ignorance that belongs to the lone ranger on her face. However, because she is a young and beautiful girl, she occasionally sells her cuteness, but she doesn't seem blunt, and she can't lose her temper at a glance. .

Zhou Fei asked, "What are you writing?"

Xie Yun was a little depressed about his lack of prospects, and pulled back the pen, and ignored her angrily: "I'm afraid of death."

Seeing him speak, Zhou Fei hurriedly got off the donkey and said, "Brother Xie, I was wrong."

Xie Yun glanced at her.

Zhou Fei secretly lucked out, thinking that when Li Sheng lost a competition with her when she was a child, she would always go back and cry by herself, and the next day it was as if nothing happened. A little "you are so troublesome" came out, and after a long while, I stammered and said, "Well, when I was in Hengshan, I said something wrong, but I didn't think so."

But there is absolutely nothing wrong.

Xie Yun put the pen aside and sighed, "I can see with my nose that you are not sincere."

What do you still want?

The moment Zhou Fei was educated by the Snowbreaker, there was a tendency to resurge.

Fortunately, Xie Yun didn't "take an inch", stared at her for a while, and he said with a sullen face: "Girl, after you are famous, you can't always catch a gentle, honest and weak scholar like me and bully me."

Zhou Fei heard that he started to talk shamelessly again, and knew that Xie Yun had calmed down, and she was relieved immediately, her eyes narrowed, and she patted her face lightly: "Isn't it true, I'm really useless, Typing for you - what are you writing?"

"A new play." Xie Yun said, the small flame of the oil lamp next to him flickered, and his eyes seemed to have a faint streamer, "Tell a story about a deserter."

Zhou Fei didn't quite understand what the fun of listening to a play was. She could understand a few stanzas occasionally when she read it. As for the singing, she didn't understand it at all. No matter how well written the lyrics were, when it came to those who sang it, the same thing was. The slender and long "Awwahah" didn't even know what it was calling.

It's okay to talk about heroes, but also talk about "deserters". Zhou Fei scratched the corner of the wooden table with the soles of her shoes and asked, "What do you have to say about deserters?"

Xie Yun quickly wrote a few lines without raising his head, and replied casually: "What is there to talk about as a hero? If a person becomes a world-famous hero, there must be a part of him that is no longer a hero. Everyone is blindfolded, and they praise him with a little understanding, but no one understands him, isn't he lonely? Besides, everyone knows how to praise him, and the words used have been the same since ancient times. It’s boring to write it over and over, and after dinner, it’s better to talk about the story of greed for life and fear of death.”

Zhou Fei: "...Are you still mocking me?"

Xie Yun laughed sullenly, and Zhou Fei kicked him under the table.

"Hey, you can kick me, don't overturn the table." Xie Yun carefully protected his pile of messy manuscripts.

Zhou Fei pulled a piece of paper, glanced at it, and stammered, "The Yanque is back..."

Xie Yun: "Hey, it's coming and going, your eyes will jump on your own, right?"

"Oh - come back to Dizi Township, a thousand hooks and a hundred corridors... Xiaoyao Niang, she said to herself that she has an ancient blade in her heart... Uh, no, the ancient knife, who cares for Barry's old... Zhangtai?"

After Zhou Fei read two lines, she was snatched back by Xie Yun. Xie Yun rolled the piece of paper into a ball and threw it into the empty cup: "Auntie, forgive me, I feel like I have to rewrite it as soon as you read it."

Zhou Fei didn't have the talent to sway the wind and make the moon, and she didn't care, and asked, "Are you saying that this deserter who is greedy for life and fear of death has an eternal sword in his heart?"

"When he didn't run away, he felt that he was a hero who stood up to the sky, and he would definitely be able to return home in fine clothes and marry the girl he loves beautifully. It turned out that the court did not need him to stand up to the sky, nor to stand up for him, nor to treat him as a human being. He was just a living bait to lure the enemy into the depths, and the mission was completed when he died, so he fled, but unfortunately, he fled back to his hometown without seeing his girl."

Zhou Fei asked, "Why?"

Xie Yun rolled his eyes, stared at her for a while, and said with a half-smile, "Because that girl is a rough looking girl, she has already swam away on a carp."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regret, because it seemed a bit abrupt. It's a pity that Zhou Fei didn't hear it. There was pure surprise on her face, and she sincerely commented: "What's the mess?"

Xie Yun couldn't say whether he was disappointed or fortunate. He sighed silently, looked back, and said lazily: "Then don't worry about it, we can sell for money anyway. If we want to go to the middle of Shu, we have to walk along the boundary of the Southern Dynasty. , Detour from Hengyang, thousands of miles, it can't be done in half an hour - do you know how the hidden stakes in Guizhai are connected?"

Zhou Fei had no idea.

Xie Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Look, we don't even have a place where we can beat the autumn wind. I have to think about it while walking. It's not black and white, it's money. Let me tell you, what I will do is to make money. The business of buying and selling, learn a little bit, in life, clothing and eating are the top priorities, what's the use of wielding knives and guns?"

Zhou Fei didn't know that Chai Mi was expensive, and when she heard this "Guidance of Living", she was very surprised: "Do you still care about this? Are you not a prince, don't you have a salary?"

Xie Yun smiled and said, "You still know what a salary is."

Zhou Fei kicked again, Xie Yun seemed to have expected this, and quickly shrugged away, shaking his head and said, "The honor of the king, the loyalty to the king, after eating my uncle's meal, I still It has to be sent by him, and obediently return to Jinling to be the mascot."

Zhou Fei asked, "Why don't you go home?"

What she said was not "going back", not "going to Jinling", but "going home", which was a warm and delicate word, because in Zhou Fei's mind, there was always such a place in the world, which might not be very comfortable., How prosperous, but it is the end of all detention.