Tong!

The sound of subtle footsteps sounded, and when the stage was completely brightened, a beautiful figure appeared in front of me.

She looked at the people sitting in the audience, and the people in the audience were also looking at her on the stage.

Neither of them spoke, but there was just a dozen seconds of eye contact to convey their joyful hearts.

Stopping eye contact, she began to sing.

"Just after dawn last night, I had a dream.

The world like sand writes a chapter of blood and tears.

I see the night, I see the starry sky, I see the desert, I see the oasis.

A figure of light came towards me, illuminating my darkness.

Caress my long hair, caress my face, caress my pain, caress my heart.

Lying in his arms, I listened to the howling of the sand, the roar of hungry wolves, the roar of thunder, and the whispering of my heart.

Dawn came, and I looked forward to a dream kiss.

When I opened my eyes, I had to wake up from a dream!"

Without accompaniment, the purest singing voice is often guided by the most sincere emotions in the heart.

Li Qinglian couldn't hear the words, but he knew what she was singing.

When the singing stopped, he opened his eyes, and she came over like a fairy and sat down beside him.

"Why wait?"

"I want to wait, I want to wait for you to come. ”

When the moonlight shines on her body, her snow-like skin seems to glow, and the crystal clarity is amazing.

She held her cheeks and looked at the side of his face, the corners of her mouth tilted slightly, and said, "I have never felt like this, so eager to touch someone." I've never seen it, but I seem to have known each other for a long time, and I'm unguarded in my heart. ”

"Sounds scary!"

"Terrible?" Wang Zhaojun was a little dazed. Could it be that there is a problem with his own expression, or is it a fork in his understanding?

"The song is very good, although it is not finished!"

He stood up and pulled something out of his pocket. It was a broken silver needle that shone brightly in the moonlight.

Placing the broken needle in her hand, he turned and left.

The cold wind blew on the face, the dark clouds covered the top, and the surroundings fell into darkness again. She stared at the broken needle in her hand, her facial expression gradually became cold from stunned, and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly.

It's kind of interesting!

Since half a month ago, there have been rumors of robbing saints in Chang'an, saying that they are heroes who specialize in robbing the rich and helping the poor, and often haunt the mansions of high-ranking officials and wealthy people.

No one saw the other person's appearance, but rumors said that he was handsome and light, and even many young women fell in love with him. Some even voluntarily took out the treasures of their homes just to witness the face of the thief.

", this is too showy, the thief can also be on the stage this year!" Looking at the news in his hand, Li Xin sighed with emotion.

"Handsome, good kung fu, and those storytellers' fanciful descriptions, it's hard to guarantee that no one will be fooled by this falsehood. Di Renjie said.

Li Xin looked at the news on the paper, and then looked at Li Qinglian, who was drinking tea, "No one will really believe it, it won't be (๑❛ᴗ❛๑), it won't be (๑❛ᴗ❛๑), it won't be (๑❛ᴗ❛๑)." ”

Syllable!

Li Qinglian directly threw the teacup in her hand over, "Yin and Yang are weird." ”

Li Xin dodged the attack of the teacup, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Hehe, it's just a joke, seeing that you are expressionless all morning, I thought you had something on your mind." ”

Di Renjie coughed dryly and said, "Okay, okay, let's talk about business first, what should I do about this?"

"Then you don't need to say, just do it!"

Syllable!

Di Renjie threw the teapot on the table over and looked at Li Qinglian, "Qinglian, tell me what you think." ”

"The message says that thieves don't kill people. Four shadow guards died in the inn before, and it's clear that this is not a bad idea for the thief. But the information you received at that time was indeed about the thief, which means that the matter is no longer a thief. ”

"Someone framed?"

"Information Falsification!"

"The character is collapsing!"

The two looked at Li Xin at the same time, so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth and squatted under the table.

"There are many possibilities, but the key problem is that you have to find the thief first, and the origin of all the problems is due to himself. Li Qinglian said.

"How do I find it?"

"From the easiest. Storytellers generally know the things on the rivers and lakes very well, and the inn teahouse is the focus of gossip information, so check it from the storyteller first. ”

"There are more than 2,000 inns and more than 10,000 storytellers in Chang'an City, when will this be investigated?" Di Renjie was guilty.

The corners of Li Qinglian's mouth tilted slightly, "It's very simple, just check from Xicheng, where thieves haunt the most, and find those who have hot spots, especially newcomers." ”

"Why is it a newcomer? Shouldn't it be famous, what can a newcomer know?" Li Xin said disdainfully.

"What do you know, it is precisely because they are newcomers that they have that hard work, do what others dare not do, think that others dare not think, and say that others dare not say. Those who have become famous are old fritters who are crawling on the road, although you can get a lot from their mouths, but you can tell which one is true and which is false. ”

After hearing this, Li Xin suddenly realized, this is like cultivating a truth, the same spirit grass in the hands of Fan Xiu is at most to improve the skill, but Dan Xiu can mix a variety of spirit grass to refine the precious elixir.

The newcomer thinks very simply, but the old man will try his best to squeeze all the opportunities he can use.

"Some time ago, a large number of medicinal materials were lost in Lingyan Pavilion, and I haven't found any clues yet, so I suspect that this is the thief of the Holy Dry. Let's start here. ”

"I'll go!" As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xinhe ran out.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"It seems that I am in a panic during this time, and I can't wait to find something to do!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, got up and walked out of the house.

"I heard that you often go to the Great Mercy and Grace Temple these days?"

"There's nothing to do, find someone to relieve your boredom. ”

"Find a monk to relieve your boredom, then you are really bored to the end!"

The drizzle continued, and the streets of Beicheng gradually became foggy. Walking in the mist, people come and go like hermits in the mountains.

High-rise pavilions, willow trees and white walls, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

Compared with the bustling and lively city of the south city and the west city, the north city is much quieter here. On the wide Xuanwu Street, there are hardly a few vendors setting up stalls, and you can't hear the loud shouts.

Everything seems to be lost in this fog.

Li Qinglian was walking on the street with an oil-paper umbrella, although it was early in the morning, many people had already come early. Most of them are elderly people, and they come here on time every day to worship.

He also joined the ranks of the people, and the worship of the people purified the soul, and everyone carried a reverent heart.

No noise, no discussion, no strife!

When they arrived at the gate of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, the rain also stopped, and people put away their umbrellas and walked in. Li Qinglian came to the edge of the door, where there was a beggar dressed in tatters, who was looking down and drawing on the ground.

He placed the banana on the ground, and the other party ignored it.

He didn't say anything, turned and left, knowing that the other party would eat the banana.