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Zhou Fei said softly, "There is a secret passage under Hengshan."
When Mrs. Nishang heard her answer, she was stunned for a moment, as if her whole body had been pulled out of the girl's memory by Qiáng Xing, and in a blink of an eye, she became an embarrassed elder again.
Mrs. Nishang paused for a while, then dignified her long hair on her temples, squeezed out a gentle and reserved smile and asked Zhou Fei, "Did your mother tell you?"
It is now that people in Hengshan have walked into the mountains and the sky, leaving only an underground passage full of dust. And those juniors who inadvertently broke into it witnessed the end of 20 years of grievances.
For a moment, Zhou Fei suddenly encountered that intense sadness, which came from the "right and wrong" that she could not understand before.
The "Drinking Shenxue" that was not sent out is still hanging on the wall of the secluded Feather Clothes Class.
There is also the "Sanchūn Inn", which has changed owners and is not easily named. The owner and the only cook have disappeared one after another. I am afraid that the business will not be able to continue. Where should the clever and big second go to seek a living? Who will take over the store? ...but anyway, I'm afraid it won't be called "Sanchūn" again, right?
"The old man's mouth is broken first," Mrs. Nishang smiled rather self-deprecatingly, and asked, either intentionally or unintentionally, "Where did you learn the mayfly array?"
Zhou Fei quickly went through the whole story in her heart, feeling that she had nothing to say, so she briefly recounted the pick and choose when she accidentally entered the Mu Xiaoqiao Valley and rescued people along the street.
At the same time, she has been observing Mrs. Nishang's expression secretly. Zhou Fei found that when she mentioned the three words "Mu Xiaoqiao", Mrs. Nishang's slender eyebrows were clearly wrinkled. This made Zhou Fei involuntarily think of the question that Xie Yun asked in the backyard that day - were there one or two "friends who were not on the right path" among the people who escorted today's journey to the south?
When Xie Yun was in the valley of Mu Xiaoqiao, he used a similar word. At that time, he was talking about "a friend who is not so decent." Zhou Fei just thought he was being sarcastic, but later she found out that Xie Yun had a bad relationship with him. The attitude of the underworld or the white is not much different. As long as a person still has some bright spots, his sectarian opinion is lighter than that of the average person.
Then Xie Yun referred twice, would his focus not be "not on the right path" and "not so decent" at all, but on the word "friend"?
Mrs. Nishang asked again: "Then it seems that Daddy Li ordered you to escort General Wu's orphan back to the forty-eight villages? Are you alone?"
All matters related to Wu Chuchu were hidden from Zhou Fei—including the release of Brother Zhang and his party from the Mu Xiaoqiao Valley. At that time, Qiu Tianji hunted them down in Huarong City like a mad dog. Be more distracted.
Her mind changed sharply, and then she showed a little embarrassment, pretending to be a little reckless: "I got separated from my family because of...cough, some things..."
As she spoke, her eyes wandered around, as if ashamed to speak.
Mrs. Nishang looked at her fixedly, not knowing what she could see.
☆、Chapter 72
Deliberately misleading is deliberately misleading, but telling a lie in person is another matter - especially Zhou Fei still has a very good impression of Mrs. Nishang.
Not only did they take her in for a few days, but they also gave her a very handy knife just now.
However, good feelings return to good feelings, and guilt returns to guilt. If there is something in Wu Chuchu that even Qiu Tianji covets, then even if Zhou Fei cuts off her own tongue, it is impossible to tell the truth. She has some priorities in her mind.
Zhou Fei deliberately hesitated twice, hoping that Mrs. Nishang could rely on her "unspoken" imagination to misunderstand a cause and effect and no longer ask.
It's a pity that Mrs. Nishang's face was full of interest, and she didn't intend to "suddenly realize".
"Little girl, it's too reckless," this beautiful, almost eye-catching woman sat on a wooden chair and stared at Zhou Fei, her eyelashes hanging like two thick and gorgeous butterfly wings, and Mrs. With his chin down, he asked the bottom of his heart, "What's the reason for that?"
Zhou Fei: "..."
Immediately, she turned her heart away and adapted the reason why she was chasing Mu Xiaoqiao Valley: "This time I went out with my brother, and the elders on the way were too partial, so I ran out in a hurry. , unfortunately I was caught by Miss Wu, she came out to chase me... Well, who knew that I met a horse thief robbing passersby on the road, I was on the run for a while, and I chased after me, and then I chased after Suzaku Lord's black prison inside."
When Zhou Fei said this, she didn't look very righteous - but it couldn't be said to be disobedient, because it was really inconvenient to run away from home because of such things as competing for favor, and it was really inconvenient to publicize it loudly. Great achievements", and was revealed by Xie Yun in advance that "Chou Tianji intercepted Wu's orphan in Huarong", she felt that she might really believe this little girl.
Mrs. Nishang thought it was quite interesting, because Zhou Fei did not seem to belong to the kind of very smart girl. When Mrs. Nishang was her age, she could speak more than she did.
In the face of strangers, Zhou Fei has the kind of reticence that is characteristic of a born person who is obsessed with swords and swords in the old days. If she speaks, others will worry about her impulsiveness, worry that she doesn't know people's sinister ... but probably won't worry about what she is hiding.
So when she really hides something, she seems extraordinarily invisible.
"Dogs that bite people don't bark." Mrs. Nishang said in her heart, "It's true that the back of the Yangtze River is pushing the front."
She picked up the fine porcelain teacup, took a sip, followed Zhou Fei's voice and said with a smile: "This is not common, don't the elders tend to favor girls more?"
Zhou Fei could only smile awkwardly.
"When I was your age, I didn't know what 'grievances' meant." Fortunately, Mrs. Nishang let her go and talked about herself calmly, "At that time, no matter who spoke to me, the voice was Let me lower it by three points first, what I want, just say a few nice words, and naturally someone will rush to get it for me... Once I was playing the piano in the small building, and there were people downstairs making a lot of noise, I was a little unhappy , then he took off the tassels on the qin and threw them out, and many people fought for the tassels, and they were beaten and bloodied."
Zhou Fei's fingers lightly brushed the thin lines on the scabbard of Wangchūn Mountain, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Following Mrs. Nishang's voice, she imagined the scene where the demon concubine Bao Si was playing the feudal lords. He said sternly: "It probably needs to be very prosperous."
According to Zhou Fei's observation, these days, if it is a place like the foothills of Hengshan between the north and the south, let alone the big girl playing the piano upstairs, even hanging upstairs will not attract onlookers.
Mrs. Nishang said softly: "The rivers and lakes at that time were really colorful. You rode on the road, as if it was sunny everywhere you went. Among the ten inns, eight were right or wrong. The storytellers are very happy, the stories come one after another, and they will come. The young hero travels all over the world, and the red makeup is famous everywhere. If you are famous enough, you can receive a very similar hero post every three or five years. There are challenges. , there are people who are looking for you to watch the game. Many young people who are just starting out want to make a breakthrough, so they will prepare a dozen posts and provoke the seniors one by one... Of course, most of them are so impetuous and go back to their hometowns."
"Is it like Ji Yunshen?" Zhou Fei wanted to ask, looking at the nostalgia on Mrs. Nishang's face, she swallowed it, and didn't say anything to disappoint.
"It's different from you now. When I was the same age as you, I was stupid. I felt that the whole world was under my applause, and I wasn't as defensive as you."
Zhou Fei's heart skipped a beat, and she always felt that there was something in her words.
"Do you know that feeling? It's like overnight, the landscape is still the same landscape, but the people are all gone." Mrs. Nishang sighed and didn't say anything for a while, until Zhou Fei started to get restless, and then she said again, "Girl, go back and tell Chitoseyou for me, and tell him not to come to Shaoyang to find me next time, and Yuyi Ban will move out."
Zhou Fei: "...what?"
Mrs. Nishang hummed angrily: "And see the old stone by the bridge is covered with frost, and it is far away from people and can't return..."
That sentence Zhou Fei happened to read, it was a sentence in Xie Yunxin's play.
Mrs. Nishang's voice was not as clear as an ordinary actress, but rather low-pitched, her words were not very clear and penetrated into the human ear, like a small piece of sandpaper, gently rubbing against the human scalp.
Zhou Fei couldn't help but ask, "Where is Madam going?"
"Where can I go? Where can I go? I have spent most of my life guarding a secret, and I wish I could get rid of it every day. Unexpectedly, now there are stupid people rushing to ask for it, what can I do? Naturally, find a place to bury it, and then repay your kindness and revenge." Mrs. Nishang laughed briefly, and then the smile faded away. She turned to Zhou Fei and asked, "Zheng Luosheng really did you kill?"
Zhou Fei said truthfully: "No, I just delayed it for a while. It was Bei... It was Senior Ji who used the soul-searching needle to renew the meridian, and finally killed Zheng Luosheng."
Mrs. Nishang listened and nodded thoughtfully. She seemed to have talked too much and was too tired. She waved her hand and motioned for Zhou Fei to leave on her own.
Zhou Fei actually had a lot of questions in her heart, but Mrs. Nishang had already made it clear that it was a "secret", and it would be ignorant to ask questions rashly—not to mention that she didn't tell the truth.
All kinds of thoughts were spinning in her mind, and at the same time, her mind was full of the rivers and lakes that Mrs. Nishang described. She returned to the house where she was temporarily staying absent-mindedly. As soon as she pushed the door, she saw Li Yan sitting beside her room. I got a dozen colorful ribbons, and I was tying the red five-bat print there.
Zhou Fei rolled her eyes: "Why are you still here?"
Seeing her pushing the door in, Li Yan spat out the ribbon in her mouth: "I forgot to tell you something very important."
Zhou Fei didn't know how Li Yan brazenly associated the word "important" with herself. She closed the door with her hand back, folded her arms over her chest, and put on a pair of "I have a book and play it early." Ben retreated to the DPRK" face, silently urged Li Yan to have a fart.
Li Yan said quickly: "When you were competing with that big black charcoal, I heard the man say a few words to the class leader sister."
"That man" can only be Xie Yun, because in Mrs. Nishang's small courtyard, he is a red flower and a little green. Zhou Fei didn't care to correct the sensational title of "sister in charge of the class", and slowly put down her hand.
Li Yanren gave her the nickname—mainly because of her unlucky elder brother—Li Dazhuang. She has been a whistleblower since she was a child, with a quick mouth and a good ear.
If it is said that other people's eyesight is because of their profound skills, Li Yan seems to have an extraordinary talent in this respect. She is especially sensitive to the voice of others. She can touch the whispers of others several meters away. "In this industry, no one of the same generation can stand out.
Zhou Fei hesitated and asked, "What did you say?"
It was rare for Li Yan to show her usefulness in front of her, her mouth was quick, and she repeated the conversation between Xie Yun and Mrs. Nishang word for word.
Before she could finish speaking, she realized that Zhou Fei's expression was wrong, Li Yan paused, and asked curiously, "A Fei, what's the matter with you?"
Zhou Fei: "..."
It's over, wear it out!
Thinking of Mrs. Nishang's half-smiling expression, Zhou Fei was so embarrassed as if she had just run around in the street, her face was red and white, white and blue, and the color changed like a revolving lantern.
Sending Li Yan away indiscriminately, Zhou Fei covered her face with one hand, and lay on her back. She was hesitating about how to explain this matter to Mrs. Nishang. To tell the truth, she would bring back the lie she had torn up. swallow?
Or cheeky pretending that nothing happened?
Zhou Fei had been working too hard these days, and before she could think of a reason, she fell asleep in a daze.
It wasn't until the dawn broke, the first ray of morning light pierced her eyelashes, and there was a faint sound of a flute in the yard, and Zhou Fei suddenly woke up from her dream. Some stiff necks twisted a few times, quickly cleaned up, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.
Then she froze.
I saw that the tables, chairs and benches in the courtyard were still the same, the flowers and vines were as rough as yesterday, and only those girls who practiced the exercises and hung their voices every day before dawn were gone.
The Yaoqin on the stone table and the feather coat on the tree branch also disappeared, leaving only a lazy Xie Yun on the lonely swing frame.
He wiped off the ridiculous disguise on his face, stretched out his legs and put it on the small table next to him, holding a shoddy flute in his hand, playing a little song.
In addition, yesterday Yingyingyanyan's small courtyard was quiet, as if Mrs. Nishang and the girls singing songs were a group of invisible ghosts and spirits, bringing her a bizarre huáng Liang Da. Dreams, they ride the night wind and fog away, and disappear without a trace.
Xie Yun interrupted the flute, raised his head and waved at her: "Morning."
Zhou Fei didn't care about him, she trotted all the way to Mrs. Nishang's embroidery room. The doors and windows of the room where she lingered were wide open, the screens and incense burners inside were still untouched, and the two teacups on the small table had not been put away. , as if the owner of the house just went out to water a flower for a short time... Only the heavy sword on the wall named "Drinking Shenxue" was gone.
"Don't look, let's go." Xie Yun came up at some point, leaned on the side like a boneless, and stretched, "This is an old trick of the Yuyi class."
Zhou Fei stepped forward and touched the teacup on the table. I don't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that there was still a little warmth on it, and said, "Mrs. Nishang told me yesterday that she has been guarding a place that many people want to inquire about. Is it related to the Shanchuan sword? Or is it related to the Haitian you mentioned..."
Xie Yun interrupted her lightly but firmly: "Shh—"
Zhou Fei raised her head to meet his eyes, Xie Yun lowered her gaze, her face was a little bit lacking in blood, he blinked slightly, and there was a bit of secret loneliness in his expression: "Don't mention that word casually, as far as I know You know, everyone related to it is almost dead."
Zhou Fei rubbed his stomach with a faceless expression: "I think you will play tricks with me again."
Xie Yun said "Ow", and bent down with grinning teeth, "You murdered...that...brother!"
Zhou Fei: "Who are you brother?"
"You are my brother." Duan Wangye, who had no way to speak, took two steps back, and then said with a rogue face, "There are too many secrets in the rivers and lakes, nothing unusual, every one hundred and eighty years. A story about a treasure secret book turned out, haven't you heard of it?