"You're not going to embarrass my family?" Huo Qi asked as he glared at Qianjin, his bamboo cane revealing an inch of coldness in the cracks. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Do you still have a family worth using for our organization? That maid and son can't complete the organization's mission. Qian Jin's eyes stared at Huo Qi, and the cherry mouth let out a light sound, "You should know that there is no point in doing it with me, this is what Yaoguang meant." ”

An inch of cold light slowly hid in the bamboo cane again, Huo Qi did not speak, and fell silent.

Leaving twenty-four years ago, he finally fantasized about the scene, and the former old man still found him.

"Mo He is indeed a person from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and that prophecy is not entirely correct. For a moment, Huo Qi stared at the volume of human skin letters, his face gloomy, "The officials of the Yue Country Port and the people from the Zhongtian Machine Pavilion have already taken the lead, and this is their personnel list. ”

A palm-sized piece of iron was thrown to Qian Jin by Huo Qi, with thin words engraved on it.

The iron piece was picked up by Qianjin, she looked at the personnel above, her eyebrows furrowed, many of the names on it were a little unfamiliar, that was information that they had not yet mastered, "Hehe, it is worthy of being a young master, and it is not in vain that I have lived in Yue Country for about thirty years." The information collected by our eyes over the years is not less detailed, and there are many people in the government of the Yue Kingdom who are your old friends. ”

"You...."Huo Qi understood the meaning of Qianjin's words, and his face became more and more pale.

"Shao Si Ming doesn't need to be nervous, Qian Jin doesn't mean anything else. It's just that the people above hope that we can make the collected information more detailed, and we won't do it, and Tianji Pavilion and Fox Concubine will not do it during this period. Qian Jin turned his back and sat down again to outline his eyebrows with the last few strokes of the green snail, "The net in Shao Si's hand is thin enough, and the fish caught in the net is exactly what we want." ”

Huo Qi knew the meaning of Qianjin's words, this fish was the meaning of the message, and the other party hoped that he would use his interpersonal relationships to explore more things, "I hope you don't hurt my family!"

"Rest assured. Chijin replied.

After receiving Qianjin's answer, the door was opened, and Huo Qi walked out angrily. Qian Jin turned her head and glanced at her, the green snail in her hand was put down, and all the charm and sharpness of her eyes were completely scattered, and she became sad.

She stood up and untied the tie, and her robe fell, revealing a wonderful, creamy white carcass. She approached the screen barefoot, lightly twisted up a white shirt and put it on, took off the hairpin in her hair, and her gorgeous hair was scattered over her shoulders, and the whole person looked innocent with a touch of sentimentality, "Bring the wine." ”

She opened the door and called, and a woman hurriedly trotted in with a jug of wine.

"Hongyou, I'll go see you. She carried the wine, and her brows showed sadness and exhaustion.

Getting off the boat, she headed out of the city and stopped at a hill.

The eyes are full of climbing chrysanthemums, the withered yellow grass continues forward, and there is a feeling of sorrow when the wind blows. There is a mountain bag not far below the hill, and there is a tombstone in front of it.

The chrysanthemums were picked into clusters with the stems and leaves, tied with the stems, and Qian Jin walked down the hill with wine in one hand and flowers in the other. She stopped two steps away from the tombstone, looked at the bulging mountain bag, and burst into tears for a while.

What a stupid man! Risking his life for a woman who rejected him many times.

Qian Jin bowed his waist and placed the climbing chrysanthemum in front of the inscription. He stared at the tombstone, thinking about dying in a foreign country, hoping that he would bring his ashes back to the country of Yue, and there was a tomb to take root in the country of Hongyou.

He said he was tired and it was time to go back to where he was born. The soul stays here, no longer gone, many years will grow here many thousand flowers, and he is still the grass.

The medicine prepared by Nanfeng still didn't save Hongyou's life, the injury was too serious, and Hongyou couldn't do it before he left the land of Dayu.

Qian Jin stood in front of the grave and remembered the picture of being with Hongyou in the past, when he was still in Yueguo. The two of them had just been born out of the cocoon of their lives.

At the corner of the street, Hongyou was wearing tattered clothes, holding dirty steamed buns in his hands, and shiveringly staring at the big yellow dogs in front of him who showed their teeth and a few noble men who were laughing and playing.

The food is for the dog, not for the lowly one.

It was also on that day that Chijin met Hongyou. The breath of the clansmen made Qianjin see a warm harbor in the loneliness, she ran out with a stone in her hand, gritted her teeth and threw out the stone, and rushed out with Hongyou's hand, "Follow me, I will protect you." ”

The first time the two got their names was on the arched bridge, in the reflection of the clear river water. A personable man holding a thousand flowers passed by in front of the two of them.

"Do you know the flowers in his arms?"

"Yes, Chijin. ”

"Qianjin, then my future name will be Qianjin, and the one he holds in his hand is me. My name is Qianjin, what about you?"

"Hongyou. ”

"Why Hongyou?"

"A kind of grass that grows in the lace of a thousand hearts, so that it will not be lonely. ”

It was also on that day that the two of them felt at home. The Qianjin flower in the man's hand was handed to a woman, who held the flower, stroked it with her hand, and looked up at the two of them and smiled quietly.

That is their clansman, another charm in Luocheng, Yue Kingdom. She told the two of them that her name was Bamboo Basket, their future sister.

"I've come to see you. Qianjin muttered, and poured the wine in his hand into the grave. She felt that her heart was very sore and painful, as if that was the source of her tears.

When the wine was poured, she rubbed one hand against the tombstone. Her mind was full of Hongyou standing silently behind her for more than 20 years, and she felt that she had really missed someone, who had obviously been by her side, but had been ignored by herself.

It wasn't until the other party was completely gone that she realized that her heart was so painful.

She closed her eyes, turned around, and tried not to think, not to read.

The moment I suddenly looked back and opened my eyes. She saw a woman standing in front of her, holding a brilliant bouquet of flowers, smiling quietly at her as she had met her.

"It's been a long time, Qianjin. The woman spoke gently, slowly approached the grave, and put the Qianjin flower in her hand on the ground, "Hongyou has always liked Qianjin flowers, not climbing chrysanthemums." ”

Qianjin's eyes changed from surprise to calm, the sharp blade in her cuffs was put away, she listened to the other party's words sideways, and shouted, "Sister Bamboo Basket.... Long time no see...."

"The south wind is dead, in Dayu. Bamboo Basket glanced over to look at Qianjin, she was silent for a moment, "A Xuangong tribesman helped me find her, and most of the bones are gone." ”

There was a moment of silence between the two, and Qianjin's eyes looked even more mournful, and her gaze was distracted.

"It's... Yes, she's gone, too. After a while, Qian Jin spoke, "Did the Xuangong people find my whereabouts for you?"

"Not exactly, this is the country of Vietnam. The bamboo basket shook his head, "Do you have time to drink tea with me for a while?" ”

"To talk about the past is to talk about the past. When Qianjin opened her mouth and the bamboo basket was silent, she took a step forward, "Let's go, we don't have a blade to meet, I'm very happy." ”

"He didn't want to see it. The bamboo basket glanced at the grave, and looked away side by side and walked towards the front.