Fang Zhong was asked by Hall Master Mo, and then he realized that people had never mentioned that it was a girl like Li Jinyu who assassinated her, and she was a prophet and exposed herself. Fang Zhong prevaricated: "It's just speculation, not deliberate concealment. This was said reluctantly, and everyone present didn't believe it when they saw Fang Zhong's hesitation. Mo Lan thought for a moment and said: "Brother Fang is kind-hearted, he must have heard Lei Pengnas say that my father killed innocents indiscriminately back then, and he didn't even let go of girls, so he couldn't bear it, right?" It must be known that the sword is eyeless, the fists and feet are ruthless, and it is inevitable to accidentally injure one or two people's lives at very moments. Fang Zhongqiang said with a smile: "Master Lei Zhuang has never said this, it is really my unintentional words, Mo Gongzi should not complain about others." ”

Master Mo said indifferently: "It's just some of the past, what to do with it, get together today, but try to have fun, come, come, how about tasting this rice wine." Pick up a glass of rice wine and salute Fang Zhong. Fang Zhong was willing to be a junior, stood up and drank. The wine is very clear, with a bamboo fragrance, and what is even more rare is that there is no trace of impurities, and it is extremely clear. Although Fang Zhong is a layman, he also knows that this wine is extraordinary. Shang Yin explained: "Although this wine is rice wine, the process is quite complicated, after the first brewing, sprinkle it with bamboo charcoal, and after it is precipitated, it is fished out, and sprinkled again, and the wine is clean." In order to remove the scorching gas in the wine, the wine jar is not filled, but it is packed into thick bamboo knots and tightly sealed, or in three months or a year. The more time passes, the more you see the taste. Everyone admired and chatted while drinking, and soon the table was over. Hall Master Mo said to Mo Lan: "Lan'er will go and arrange a residence for Fang Shaoxia, just leave the left side of his father's mansion." Mo Lan was stunned for a moment and said: "The front room is mostly vacant, why arrange the back house, besides...... Moreover...... It seems to be a lot of inconvenience. Master Mo's face sank, and he said, "The front room is simple, how can you entertain distinguished guests, don't go quickly." Mo Lan didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to go. Fang Zhong hurriedly said: "The junior has already bothered him, and there is no reason to stay overnight, please ask Hall Master Mo to take back his fate, and leave now." Hall Master Mo stopped and said, "Where is the young man?" It's getting late, the bamboo forest is all over the sky, don't talk about you, even the people in the hall are going out to get lost in the path, I invite the Yuetang to stop doing the rainy day to send guests, and please rest for a night. It is rare to have a similar language with the young man, and it is indispensable to have a candle night talk, how can it make the master of the hall disappointed. "Insisting on staying together, coupled with the harmony of the three tones, it is difficult for Fang Zhong to ride a tiger.

In fact, Fang Zhong came to this back house, and in order to save Yanhong, he and Zhou Qing collided by mistake, and it was here that he met the girl, and he also fought with someone hand in hand. Hall Master Mo pointed to an empty room and said, "The wronged young man will stay here for one night." Fang Zhong looked at it, and on the right was the master bedroom of Mo Tang, with a small stove in front of the house still burning coal, and a few plantain plants were still there. Fang Zhong answered yes and went into the room to rest. The room was spotless, with a bamboo pillow on the couch and a new quilt stacked. In front of the window, the branches of the tree are exposed, and the evening breeze blows, swaying slightly, and the surroundings are quiet and very comfortable. Fang Zhong untied the scabbard and sat on the couch, and said in his heart that this place was very similar to the environment when he was a child, the same careless, the same no quarrel with the world. On the couch silently carried the gong, only felt comfortable, according to the old practice, he wanted to draw out the sword to "spoil" the sword qi, but when he thought that this was not the wild, and not his own room, if he destroyed the grass and trees in this place, would he have to compensate others, he could only give up. But he was in high spirits, and he couldn't sleep, and when he saw that there was no one left and right, he kept condensing his true qi in his palm, collecting and scattering, scattering, and making a lightning spell more and more familiar.

Just when I was tired, there were a few piano sounds outside the door.

The sound is gentle at first, but slowly and abruptly.

Fang Zhong felt familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. Pushing the door with his hand, I saw that the stove in front of the room was slightly bright, a small number behind the small stove, and the master of the Mo Hall was standing upright, and there was a little boy standing behind him.

A guqin was placed on the table, and the master of the Mo hall was playing the piano with his fingers. There was only one string, but it made a different sound, and if you didn't see it yourself, you really wouldn't believe that there was such a miraculous skill. The fairy second note kept coming. Seeing Fang Zhong coming out, Hall Master Mo pressed the strings and said with a smile: "Disturbing the young man's high bed, the hall master is very unhappy." Since you can't sleep for a while, you might as well take a look at the mountains and rivers. In fact, even if Fang Zhong fell asleep, I am afraid that he would be awakened by the sound of the qin, but he used it to make another plan.

In front of the stove, there was another bamboo mat on the floor, and Fang Zhong sat cross-legged on the mat. Before Hall Master Mo could speak, the little boy behind him saw Fang Zhong, his small eyes widened, and he said hesitantly: "He...... He ......, "I don't know if I should tell the master of the Mo hall that Fang Zhong is a gangster who trespassed into the hall, but when I saw that Mo Fang knew each other, he hesitated."

A delicate woman's voice said, "Dad, do you play the piano?" The sound of small footsteps came in a blink of an eye. When the boy saw this, he said happily: "Miss, come quickly, look at you!" With that, he pointed at Fang Zhong. The girl was stunned for a moment, then she was shocked to realize that Fang Zhong was present, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed her robe and wrapped her delicate body tightly. It turned out that she was only wearing a close-fitting coat and a thin robe, but she heard the sound of the piano in a hurry, and she had always been used to it, and she never thought that Fang Zhong was there.

Fang Zhong turned his head and saw that it was her, he didn't think too much, he just smiled and gestured. Hall Master Mo coughed lightly and said, "The pheasant is here." For his father, he was in a mood and played a song, but he was shocked by his dreams. The girl smiled shyly and said, "I heard my father's piano sound and came by myself, and I haven't fallen asleep yet." Master Mo said: "In this case, I have come to see Fang Shaoxia." The girl named Yan'er grabbed her robe and didn't salute it, and said with a red face and bowed her head: "I've seen Brother Fang." Hall Master Mo frowned, and said in his heart that his daughter has always been knowledgeable, why didn't she even count the etiquette today? After thinking about it, he suddenly had a bottom in his heart, but it was inconvenient to say that he had broken the traces. The little boy pointed at Fang Zhong and said, "Miss, he ......" The girl shook her head slightly, but Fang Zhong said: "Brother Fang is kind to this hall, and he is a good person." Fang Zhongqian conceded: "The hard work of the hands, the words of excessive reputation are really ashamed." The little boy was stunned, obviously the swords were facing each other that day, but now he is like no one, looking at the young lady's appearance, it seems that he is familiar with her, he is still counting on her to stand out for himself, how do she know that she actually said that this person is a good person, it seems that a swollen bud on this head is in vain! Thinking of this, I was immediately depressed.

It was inconvenient for the girl to sit at the same table with Fang Zhong, so she took the little boy from the house and moved a small bamboo chair and sat next to Master Mo. "Dad, this broken piano has not been played for a long time, why did you take it out and play it again today." Master Mo smiled and said, "I don't know, just because my father remembered a past incident, Fuqin reminisced about the past, and I couldn't help but play it myself." Mo Yan said: "What is the past?" Hall Master Mo said lightly: "It is a very implicated past, your father rebelled against the Divine Sect, Crouching Tiger Village assassinated, and today he was persecuted by various churches, all for this reason." Mo Yan didn't expect that the past that his father said was so huge, and he immediately stared at Hall Master Mo with wide eyes.

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