At the Fushui ferry, people came and went, some waiting for the ferry to cross the Fushui, and some had just come from the opposite side of the Fushui.

The old man's noodle stall business was the same as usual, neither good nor bad, and he didn't seem to care, so he got up and got busy with customers, and when there were no customers, he sat on the side and smoked dry tobacco.

But his eyes were always looking around, consciously or unconsciously.

At the table where Zhao Yi was sitting a few days ago, there was a person who looked like a son of a family sitting at this time, she was Jing Lan who was dressed as a man.

She was wearing a black robe, the same way Zhao Yi was dressed when he first saw her that day.

Jinglan didn't seem to have any intention of eating noodles, just lowered her head and eyes in a daze, the chopsticks in her hand were stirring in the bowl at will, looking preoccupied.

The old man who was sitting on the side smoking a dry cigarette, saw this scene, hesitated, stood up quietly, went to the table by the stove and took a plate of pickles mixed with noodles, walked up to Jinglan and said with a smile: "Guest officer, this is my own pickled vegetables, you eat them with noodles, it tastes very good." ”

Jinglan raised her head and looked at the old man blankly, and said, "Thank you!"

The old man grinned, sat opposite Jinglan, he knocked the cigarette stick on the leg of the stool, and then pinned it to his waist along with the purse, "A few days ago, there were two little brothers who looked as handsome as you, and they also ate noodles with me, and one of them praised the delicious noodles I cooked, and talked a lot with me, an old man, who is really a good offspring." ”

The old man said as he casually watched Jinglan's reaction.

Jing Lan, who was immersed in eating noodles, suddenly fell into her heart, did the little brother in the old man's mouth refer to him? Why did this old man say this to her for no reason?

Jinglan remained silent, still bowing her head and eating noodles.

The old man continued to say to himself: "It's just a pity, what a good offspring!"

Jing Lan's hand stopped, raised her head and asked, "Uncle, why is it a pity?

The old man glanced at Jinglan, then turned his head to look at the depressed river, and sighed: "It's a pity that there are two good offspring, the old man learned a little bit of the ability to look at physiognomy from a master when he was young, and I saw that there was a black gas entanglement between the eyebrows of the posterity, and I felt that he would have a disaster in the near future, what a pity!"

Jinglan put down her chopsticks, took out a few copper coins and handed them to the old man, and said with a smile: "Thank you, uncle, your noodles are really delicious." ”

The old man happily took the copper coin and thanked Jinglan repeatedly.

Jing Lan went to the side to lead the horse, then hired a boat, and led the horse to the boat.

The old man, the owner of the noodle stall, squinted his eyes and looked at Jinglan who was away by boat, and muttered: "Although my heart is a little harder, I still know the severity, girl, she is still a good girl." ”

Jinglan crossed the frustrated water, and rode her horse all the way to the north.

Zhao Yi secretly left Junshan City that day, Jinglan knew on the same day, there was still half a month left for the two of them to get married, at this time Zhao Yi left Junshan City, and he was still quiet, and even the people in Jingfu did not tell her, which made her feel very curious.

So, Jinglan asked the people in "Autumn Water" to secretly pay attention to Zhao Yi's whereabouts.

In Jingfu, it was very lively during this time, the eldest lady was about to get married, and the future husband was still the one who was about to become the prince of Chu, and the people up and down the mansion were full of joy and helped the eldest lady prepare the dowry.

Especially Qingluan's girl, who runs up and down all day long, has to ask Jinglan about everything, and she is happier than getting married.

Jinglan stayed in the garden of the West Courtyard every day as usual, reading, practicing calligraphy, playing the piano, and playing chess, but on the surface everything seemed to be as usual, but in fact, she was not calm in her heart.

Sometimes Jinglan held a book for a long time, but she didn't read a word.

Two days ago, Jinglan received a secret report from "Qiushui", saying that Zhao Yi went to Qingshan Town, lived in a place called the Brothers Tavern, and also became a tavern buddy.

Later, another young woman came to Qingshan Town, and met Zhao Yi at that brother's tavern, and they seemed to know each other, and their relationship was not ordinary.

Jing Lan, who was originally aggrieved, became even more irritable after hearing the news.

Just when Jinglan was irritable and angry about this, there was another news from "Qiushui" yesterday that someone was going to set up an ambush on Zhao Yi's way back to get rid of Zhao Yi.

After all, the overall situation is important, Jinglan temporarily suppressed the resentment in her heart, and told Jinghu that someone wanted to harm Zhao Yi, Jinghu immediately asked her to send someone to Qingshan Town to secretly protect Zhao Yi's return, and at the same time secretly investigated, who moved this thought.

After Jinglan left, Jinghu immediately left Jingfu and went to the Chu King's Mansion to meet the old Chu King.

Jinglan struggled all night, got up this morning and changed her clothes, left Junshan City alone and one horse, and went north along the route of Zhao Yi's return.

At the frustrated crossing, she was still struggling in her heart, if she saw that woman, how would she face it?

She is very cautious and angry, and she is unwilling to bow her head in this matter.

The old man's words were obviously said to her, but the strange thing is, how could the old man know about her relationship with Zhao Yi, and how did he know that Zhao Yi would be in danger?

She didn't believe that the old man really just saw from his face that Zhao Yi would be in danger.

Jinglan was depressed in her heart, but she was bitter about the horse under her crotch, and under her whip, she threw her hooves and galloped desperately.

In a small town near the river, Jinglan received a secret report from "Qiushui", and the people she sent to protect Zhao Yi encountered a mysterious person on the outskirts of Wuling City.

As a result, only one person escaped, this person was one of the best masters in "Qiushui", and when she found a stronghold in Wuling City, she had only half a life left.

And Zhao Yi and his party lost their traces.

When Jing Lan learned the news, she was finally no longer calm, so it seems that the origin of this group of people is by no means simple, and she has made up her mind that Zhao Yi must be killed.

Jinglan didn't stop in this small town called Tatetown, and after she gave a few instructions to her subordinates, she rushed to the river alone.

Not long after Jinglan left the Fushui Ferry, two more people came in front of the small noodle stall, one was an old man with a somewhat fat figure, and he was followed by a black-clothed swordsman.

The fat old man walked over to a table and sat down, and the black-clothed swordsman stood beside him with his sword in his hand.

When the old man saw the two of them, he hurriedly snuffed out the dry cigarette he was smoking, walked over quickly, and when he arrived in front of the fat old man, the old man bowed down and said softly: "I've seen Mr. Du!"

This fat old man was Du Huangting, he nodded slightly, and asked, "Lao Tie, is there any news?"

"Miss Jing has just crossed the river. The old man reported.

Du Huangting squinted his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes slowly became cold, and the old man who was bowing down suddenly felt a chill down his spine, but he didn't dare to move, and it took a while for this feeling to disappear.

Du Huangting sighed lightly and said: "Lao Tie, you are also an old man, you have been diligent and loyal for so many years, this time I will not pursue it, take care of your mouth, and don't say a word that shouldn't be said." ”

The old man's waist bent a little lower, and he said in fear: "Thank you for the mercy of the chief manager." ”

Du Huangting stood up, turned to look at the Fushui River, and said softly: "From today on, you don't want to stay here anymore, and you can't let the eldest lady of the Jing family see you again." ”

The old man replied: "Yes, I will go back to the countryside." ”

Du Huangting turned his head to look at the old man, and then walked towards the ferry.

After the two left, the old man slowly cleaned up his affairs, took a burden, and left without looking back.

Besides, Zhao Yi was rescued by Lu Qingxin, who arrived in time, and he didn't care that he became a soup chicken, he only thanked him vigorously, not to mention how happy he was.

Seeing Lu Qingxin standing in front of him with a good heart, Zhao Yi was relieved.

The old man with a Confucian crown who is not weak in the scenery is not weak, and his words made Zhao Yi and Lu Qingxin suddenly turn red-faced, and both of them became unnatural.

The old man squinted at the two of them, as if he had seen something beautiful.

Zhao Yi listened to the words of the old man Ruguan, raised his head to look at the cliffs on both sides, those mysterious killers who had been chasing him were nowhere to be seen at this time, and none of them followed.

The witch sword was gone.

The old man said twice, "These damn people, they run fast." ”

Zhao Yi saw that the mysterious killer did not chase after him again, so he tidied up his soaked clothes and saluted the old man Ruguan: "Thank you for the old man's life-saving grace." ”

The old man Ruguan put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "It was your little daughter-in-law who rescued you, but I didn't do anything." ”

Zhao Yi smiled wryly, didn't explain, and didn't dare to look at Lu Qingxin, suddenly felt that someone was pulling his sleeve, and turned his head to see that it was Xiaoxiao pulling himself, "Brother Zhao Yi, I'm so cold!"

Zhao Yi squatted down and held the little girl's hand, looking at her pitiful appearance, he suddenly felt a little sad, and then he turned his head to look at the old man Ruguan.

"I can't do such a trivial thing, and I have to count on my old man to come out!" the old man snorted.

But putting on a face, the old man Ruguan was still very reluctant to make a move, he stretched out his hand and gently brushed at the two, Zhao Yi felt a gentle qi wrapping himself, and the water droplets on him and the little girl quickly evaporated and disappeared, and after a while, they became clean and refreshing.

The little girl touched the clothes that had dried out with a look of surprise, looked up at the old man Ruguan and said, "Old man, are you a fairy?"

The old man stroked his beard leisurely and said with a slight smile: "Little girl, do you think I am a fairy?"

"Yes!" said the little girl without hesitation.

After hearing this, the old man Ruguan smiled, and praised repeatedly: "At a young age, my vision is good." ”

Zhao Yi couldn't help but smile, when he peeked at Lu Qingxin beside him, he saw that she was also smiling.

When the boat finally came out of the Tiger Roaring Gorge, the fields near and the mountains in the distance became wider, and the current of the river began to slow down.

The boatman, who had been lying on the stern of the boat, finally got up trembling at this time, and saw that there was another young man and a little girl on the boat, and his face suddenly became very strange.

However, this not young boatman, who has been holding the boat on this peach water for decades, still has some knowledge, and knows that these people on his boat are not ordinary people.

So, he hid his curiosity deeply, silently picked up the pole and honestly supported the boat.

Zhao Yi looked back at the Death Valley, and there were still some palpitations in his heart, this was different from his battlefield fighting, there was no chance to fight back, and he was completely beaten.

If it weren't for Wu Jian standing up and fighting with his life, he would have fed the king in the peach water earlier.

It's just that I don't know what happened to Wu Jian now, Zhao Yi is really worried in his heart.

Zhao Yi turned his head to look at Lu Qingxin, seeing her squatting beside Xiaoxiao, talking to her in a whisper, don't look at Lu Qingxin's usual indifferent expression, and she rejects anyone, but at this time she is talking and laughing with the little girl.

"It turns out that she also has gentle times. Zhao Yi thought to himself.