The title can sometimes also indicate the intimacy of the relationship, Chen Suqing has always called Du Yun Zen Master, which is both respectful and somewhat estranged.

When Du Yun said this at this time, he also wanted to get closer to Chen Suqing, Chen Suqing understood in his heart, but deliberately pretended not to know.

She just smiled and said, "Zen Master, I was in a hurry at that time, and I was a little negligent in my words, so I think you won't mind." ”

Du Yun knew in his heart that Chen Suqing obviously knew that he didn't mention this at all because he minded, and he deliberately said this at this time, probably because he didn't want Du Yun to continue what he had just meant.

When Du Yun mentioned this matter at this time, he really wanted Chen Suqing to take off a little guard in front of him, so that he could talk a little bit about it, and he didn't have to be too obsessed with his pain.

But Chen Suqing didn't want to say it, and Du Yun naturally wouldn't force it, so he just smiled and didn't speak again.

Chen Suqing glanced at him, and felt a little guilty about him in his heart, such an unkindness would inevitably make others unhappy. But Chen Suqing has things in his heart, and it is really difficult to talk to others.

She looked at Duyun's expression again, and saw that he didn't look like he was angry with herself, so she felt slightly relieved.

She shrank back again, looked at the coals and the occasional sparks, and began to think about things.

The year is like a boundary that separates many things, separated by great distances. Before the Chinese New Year, many things can be postponed to after the New Year, but once the New Year is over, it seems that everything has become urgent, and she has to start thinking about Luoyang.

The fire in the charcoal stove emitted the fragrance of charcoal, and the tea cup in his hand gradually lost its temperature, and Chen Suqing had many unknown things in his heart.

In the distance, Wudang's behavior and position, Shen Jue's death. Closely, the mysterious man of Zhenjiang. Even Ah Zhen and Du Yun's peers are in her suspicions.

She thought about it, but she always felt clueless, and she also knew that all the introductions and origins were the Fengyuan Sword, but she was more or less evasive in her heart, and she didn't dare to mention it.

When she thought of this, she only felt a little sleepy, and the laughter in the distance gradually faded away. She yawned, shifted her sitting, and fell asleep in her chair.

In another mansion, it snowed for several days in a row, covering everything in the courtyard with a layer of white, and turning those lakes, rockeries, and exotic flowers and plants with frost and turned them into another crystal world.

The little maid of the family led a middle-aged man through the deep courtyard. When they passed by the shore of the snow pond, they startled the crane they had raised, and the crane roared and flew away to the sky.

The little maid took the middle-aged man outside a room, and there were two other little maids standing under the porch, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly bowed down.

The man also bowed in return, he took off his cloak, shook the snow off his body, and then raised his hand to signal it, and let the little guy pass it on.

The little guy smiled: "The master has been waiting for Mr. for a long time. With that, he pushed open the door and invited the middle-aged man in.

The middle-aged man entered the room, and the charcoal stove inside was also warm, and the rich sandalwood fragrance looked solemn and elegant, but with a hint of laziness.

This is a study, the middle-aged man came in, looked at the main seat, saw the master, hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said, "Ming Gong." ”

The owner of the house was reading a book in front of the desk, but he didn't move after the person came, and when he heard the middle-aged man calling him, he stood up with a smile and said, "Mr. is here, why be polite?"

The middle-aged man said: "It's only the first day of junior high school, and I came to visit, it's really annoying." ”

The owner of the house waved his sleeves, pointed to the chair, motioned for him to sit down, and said, "Sir, I just came back, I have worked hard all the way." ”

The middle-aged man thanked him, and when the owner of the house sat down, he sat down and said, "I just arrived yesterday." ”

At this time, the little maid came over and served tea to the two, and the owner waved his hand, and the little maid withdrew and closed the door.

The owner of the house smiled and pointed to the teacup to the middle-aged man, and said, "This is the tea that was just delivered, sir, try it." ”

The middle-aged man picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "This water is good." ”

The owner of the house smiled and said, "You know that our family makes tea from the milk spring water of Yuquan Cave, and we send someone to fetch it in the morning." He smiled and said, "Sir, what about this tea?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said nothing, just lowered his head and straightened his sleeves.

When the owner of the house saw it, he knew that he felt bad, so he stopped talking and laughed twice.

He asked, "Sir, can you see the two cranes in my yard?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I see, reflecting those jade plums, it is more elegant, and the courtyard is alive." ”

The owner of the house nodded and said with a smile: "You must be wrong when you say that." ”

The middle-aged man saw him for a long time, he didn't talk about business, just blindly chatted, and there were some doubts in his heart, but there was still no trace of expression on his face.

The owner of the house put down the teacup and said after a while, "This time I went to Huizhou, can I get something?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "I went to Xiaobi Villa and found the Dark Pavilion ......."

When he said this, a trace of waves flashed on the face of the owner of the house, and his eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man also seemed to feel his gaze, but he didn't look at him, just continued: "It's just strange that the sword is missing. ”

The houseowner's eyes fell again, but his tone was still calm, and he said, "It seems that Mr. is wrong, the sword was indeed taken away by the Liu family." ”

The middle-aged man pinched his slender fingers and said lightly: "No, when I went, it didn't take long for the sword to be taken away." ”

The owner of the house looked sideways slightly, and said, "What does Mr. think is the decision?"

The middle-aged man said, "Dust." ”

He only said these two words, and the owner of the house fully understood, and did not question the middle-aged man's words at all, but said, "Then someone has taken the lead?"

The middle-aged man sighed slightly and said, "I don't know who did it, it stands to reason that unless Chen Suqing knows about this matter, how can others think of it?" But Chen Suqing seems to have been in Hangzhou and has never returned to Huizhou. ”

The owner of the house said: "Could it be that someone from the Liu family did it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "They may not have thought of it, and we follow them more closely, there is indeed no one who goes to Huizhou, Fang Xin said the same thing." ”

When the owner of the house heard this, he did not say anything, and asked, "What does the gentleman think?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "According to my thoughts, I should still go to Chen Suqing and find some whereabouts." When they went to Luoyang, I had already sent someone to intercept them in Zhenjiang, but ......"

The middle-aged man paused, and then added, "We saw that Duyun was also on the boat, so we ......."