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In fact, the first flaw revealed by the fake Taoist priest was not in the red brocade, but in the word "fierce" composed of maple leaves.

The leaves of the plant, not only are the color of the leaf surface brighter than the leaf back, but also the weight is larger, and when the leaves fall, the heavier leaf side is usually facing down, and the lighter leaf is facing up.

And Dao Tong may be in order to show the bloody red of the word "fierce", all of which have brightly colored leaves facing up, which just shows that the word "fierce" is not a divine omen at all, but artificially placed.

She saw this first, then thought about it, paid close attention, and saw that the red brocade was embroidered with chicken feet and maples.

Chicken Paw Feng was mostly born in Central China, so she boldly speculated that the false Taoist priest came from the land of Jingchu.

In a pentagonal maple forest, taking a red brocade embroidered with chicken feet maple is itself a thing that makes people laugh off their big teeth.

So, she kept misleading the fake Taoist priest with her words, and finally made him blurt out that "the maple leaf is only five splits".

"Hmph, that Dao Tong is really ruthless and thin (hand) spicy, in order to grab Feng (red) brocade, the lower thin (hand) is so heavy!" Lu Su grumbled while rubbing.

Shen Yueran grinned and sighed, "Those Taoist boys don't look very old, and they probably all eat with fake Taoist priests." If the false Taoist priests are exposed, they will not have a good life. ”

Lu Su nodded, thought for a while, and said, "In this way, the Feng God, the curse or something are all lies?" ”

"Of course!" Shen Yueran replied dryly, pursing her lips again.

She wanted to add one more sentence, "There are no ghosts and gods in this world", but when the words came to her lips, she thought about it again, if there were no ghosts and gods, what was she, a person who had crossed over?

She couldn't help but wonder.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." She lowered the corner of her dress and grabbed Midoriso's thin shoulder.

Lu Su protected her twice in the red maple forest, and she remembered it all.

"Sleep, sleep, it's the suburbs of Beijing." She looked out the window and whispered.

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September 26. It was late autumn, and although it was already late, the sky was still pitch black. Wei Yi traveled day and night, rushed back to the capital from Tianshui, passed through Jingzhao, and was a little tired.

He remembered that there was a liquor store nearby that operated day and night, so he took Bai Yima and walked towards the liquor store.

The door of the wine shop is closed, and only the cloth signs with red letters on a white background are swaying lightly in the wind.

He tied up the white horse and knocked on the door, and after a while, a young man yawned and opened the door.

"It's not yet hour, and you don't need to have a drink so early......" He was complaining repeatedly, and when he saw the person clearly, his face changed instantly.

The young man showed a courteous smile, and hurriedly bent down to invite Wei Yi into the wine shop, "It turned out to be Engong, long time no see, long time no see!" ”

Wei Yi smiled.

He travels between Tianshui and the capital, sometimes stopping to rest for a while and taste the wolfberry tea here. One year, passing by here, it happened that the wine shop was stolen, and the old shopkeeper was unfortunately stabbed several times. When he arrested several thieves and brought them to the wine store, the old shopkeeper was already dead.

He walked in with the young man and asked, "I remember not operating day and night, why is the door closed today?" ”

The young man sighed, "Engong doesn't know, now the business of this red maple wine shop is not as good as a year, let alone at night, even during the day, it is rare to see customers, it is better to close the door and sleep well." ”

After he waited for Wei Yi to sit down, "Is Engong still a pot of wolfberry tea?" ”

Wei Yi nodded, "Yes." It's business as usual. ”

The young man said, "Wait a moment," and turned to leave.

After the young man left, the huge liquor shop was empty and pitch black except for a little candle flame.

Wei Yi put the horsewhip on the table and rubbed his slightly tired eyes.

Counting up, he has been going back and forth between Tianshui and the capital for five years.

This time, Brother Jiu stayed with him for almost a month, and he also talked a lot to him.

"You go back and tell the emperor that I, Li Yu, swore eight years ago that I will never break my promise if I will be stationed in Tianshui from now on and will never break my promise if I don't step into the capital again."

"I've had a great time here for eight years. You see, I learned to shepherd sheep, ride camels, make sacs, and make barley wine. ”

"I am indifferent by nature, and I yearn to live a life like an idle cloud and a wild crane, and now although I am poor here, I can still walk slowly."

"Being born in the royal family is something I can't choose, and getting involved in the struggle for imperial power is not what I want. But today's days are where my own heart longs. I think the northwest is probably where my Li Yu is buried. ”

Wei Yi sighed.

The ninth brother often said that "people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves", and the third brother said "undercurrents are surging", who can guess whose mind?

He sighed again, folded his arms over his chest, and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long he slept, until a bright morning light slipped into the window lattice, he woke up, and it was all morning.

"Eun Gong, are you awake?" When the young man saw that Wei Yi had woken up, he hurriedly served a pot of steaming wolfberry tea.

The young man said while making tea, "If Engong is tired, it is better to go upstairs to the guest room to rest and rest before hurrying." ”

"Nope." Wei Yi waved his hand, it has been more than a month since he left the capital this time, and it is time to go back.

He picked up the wolfberry tea, took a sip, paused, and took another sip.

"This tea - it seems to be different from the old days." He said as he tasted it.

The young man was cautious, "Does that Engong think this tea tastes better or worse than before?" ”

Wei Yi smiled, "Naturally, it's delicious." The taste is mellow, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and I don't know how much better than in the past. ”

The young man was overjoyed, "Sure enough, the woman didn't lie to me!" ”

Wei Yi raised his eyelids, "Woman? ”

He seems to have a lot of fate with "women" along the way.

Seeing that he was interested, the young man hurriedly continued, "A woman came to the wine shop yesterday and ordered the signature wolfberry tea. After tasting it, she said that if you add some honey and simmer it slowly, the taste will be much mellow. I heard it at the time, but it was just a gossip and didn't take it to heart. Seeing that Engong was asleep, he couldn't bear to disturb him, and remembered the woman's words again. So, the master added honey and stewed it again, but it didn't work out, but it was the right taste of Engong, which was really wonderful. In this way, there are many capable people in the world, listen more and do more, maybe the business of this wine shop can still get better. ”

The young man took care of himself and spoke at length, and Wei Yi calmly drank tea.

After a while, the morning light sprinkled all over the wine shop, and a pot of tea was also seen.

Wei Yi took out a piece of silver from his arms and got up to say goodbye.

Where was the young man willing to ask for it, and stuffed the silver back into Wei Yi's hand, saying that if it wasn't for Engong's arrest back then, how could his father rest in peace.

While the two were pushing and yielding, an exclamation suddenly came from the south.

"Dead people, red maple forest dead people, come people, come people......"

Murder is like an order.

Wei Yi's face turned pale, picked up the horsewhip, and chased after him.

A woodcutter came running in a panic.

"That, that Taoist priest was hanged, hanged on the red maple tree......" The woodcutter was terrified and trembled.

Wei Yi looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a middle-aged man with a red maple pattern hanging from a red maple tree in a red maple forest, like a human body move, swaying in the wind......