The bead curtain is very solid, a big bag of dry food is enough for Shen Xingchen to eat for half a month, this girl is prepared for her according to the amount of dry food to feed the pigs, Shen Xingchen opened the package and found that in addition to the dry food, there are all kinds of small pastries in it, as well as bulging water bladders, fans, umbrellas, and even a large string of copper plates and some fine silver.

The Yun family's monthly silver is not low, and there is still some money left over to save a little, but the pity is that there is a greedy Xu Jiaoniang at the top of the bead curtain, it is not difficult to imagine that the silver money in this is all the net worth of the bead curtain, Shen Xingchen naturally can't accept it, she still has a few hundred taels, enough to spend.

"I have food and accommodation in the Yun family, I don't need it at all, you are alone outside, where do you not want money, take it, although it is not much, but it is just a little bit of my mind, I can't go with you, I wish you a safe journey." ”

Shen Xingchen felt that she had never been a person who was good at speaking, especially in the face of people who were really good to her. She looked at Fu Qiaoying, and the two looked at each other, as if they were talking silently.

"You can leave with confidence, as long as there is me for a day, she will never be wronged. ”

Autumn leaves hung the package on the horse's back along with the bead curtain, Shen Xingchen nodded, turned over on the horse, hugged a few people at the door, and then urged the horse to leave.

Fu Qiaoying originally wanted to help her prepare the carriage, but Shen Xingchen refused, compared with the two, Shen Xingchen preferred to ride a horse, which was not only more convenient, but also faster. Without looking back, she could still feel the burning gaze behind her, and even heard the low sobbing sound of the bead curtain, which passed over the bustling crowd.

Farewell, Zhu Curtain, Fu Qiaoying, Yun An, the entire Yun family, leaving a beautiful and not good memory. No amount of emotion can not be worth the hurried trip, thirsty, drink water on horseback, hungry, pacing and eating some dry food, unless it is dark or the horse is tired, Shen Xingchen has been on the road, not tired, but the fatigue becomes as light as a feather under the premise of returning to the heart like an arrow, and it is not worth mentioning. The trip of more than half a month was compressed by two-thirds by Shen Xingchen, and ten days later, Shen Xingchen finally returned to Xiangcheng in Qingyuan County. Just over an hour further west will be the Red Maple Villa.

As soon as he entered the territory of Xiangcheng and looked at the bustling streets and alleys, Shen Xingchen unexpectedly felt a sigh of reunion after a long absence, if you are exact, it is only three months. Hongfeng Villa is a decent family, with its own set of survival guidelines, if the internal personnel are not important martial arts or go down the mountain to experience the experience, they will not go out easily, and there are specific candidates for going out to purchase.

Feng Xiaoxiao rarely goes out, and several times when she goes out, it is Feng Feifei's curiosity instigated. But a few times, the memory of those times has long been unclear, but now when she stopped in the sea of people, the vague memory suddenly became clear, the sugar gourd that Senior Brother Mingquan bought for them, a little boy in ragged clothes on the street corner was selling flowers, the boy was gray all over, a pair of eyes were particularly bright and big, the flowers were bright yellow, overlapping many layers, a bit like a chrysanthemum, but much larger than a chrysanthemum, they could just hold it in the palm of one hand. I don't know what the name is, Feng Feifei must be a chrysanthemum, Feng Xiaoxiao is definitely not, for this reason the two of them also fought, and after returning home, the two were imprisoned in the Buddhist hall by Tang Shangyi and thought about it.

Thinking back on the past, Shen Xingchen laughed stupidly. Looking westward, his gaze quickly froze again. Thinking about the place she wanted to come back to day and night, she was a little scared when she actually came back. Or in order to soothe the chaotic thoughts of homesickness, and want to face the unknown reality with the best attitude, Shen Xingchen still decided to go to a restaurant first. Washing off the dust and exhaustion, I went downstairs and ordered some food.

Xiangcheng is the center of Qingyuan County, very prosperous, very lively, dozens of tables downstairs have distinguished guests, empty. After many days of traveling, it was all dry food to satisfy his hunger, Shen Xingchen felt that his tongue was numb, and the tender beef was rotten in his mouth.

"Hey, that Feng family is really bad this year!"

The man's sighing voice came faintly from Shen Xingchen's back. Although the surname Feng family is not rare, most of them are scattered households, and there are very few who can be called writers in the mouth, and Feng Longteng of Hongfeng Villa is one. Shen Xingchen's heart trembled, and she slowly withdrew the hand holding the chopsticks, she tilted her ears to hear more.

The man who spoke was a middle-aged man, with flat facial features, a long beard, and so ordinary, he couldn't get his original face out of his brain for more than ten years, and a silver sword was placed on the table, and a big thick black hand was placed on it. The man looked at the three teenage boys beside him with a smile. The three boys understood the meaning from his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, are you referring to the Feng Alliance Master's family?"

The man snorted disdainfully: "It's indeed Red Maple Villa." ”

The man's disdainful voice was so obvious that Shen Xingchen turned his head to look at the man's face, and he was not impressed. Feng Longteng has been the leader of the alliance for many years, and he is outspoken about offending, but those who have not offended him look at him as a carp crossing the river, and it is obvious that this person is one of them.

The four of them are all dressed in indigo blue clothes, the same sword, the same costume, there are many large and small sects in the martial arts, and Shen Xingchen only knows a few more famous ones, and he still didn't recall the relevant ones in the end, and it is estimated that it is a small sect.

On the day when Feng Xiaoxiao and Lin Fengqin got married, Feng Longteng invited the Quartet to a banquet, went up to the heads of the various sects, and the relatives and friends of the Feng family sat high in the hall, and even the beggars who passed by to join in the excitement could get a few bowls of hot soup and rice, which was very lively. Feng Xiaoxiao's accident happened in the evening, although it is not well known, but the clouds and dragons are mixed, it is difficult to guarantee that the news will not circulate, and the time is long, and the flow of outsiders is really normal. The only thing that was abnormal was the tone of the man. Shen Xingchen faintly felt that things were not good. I listened to them with a deep heart.

"Big Brother ......"

Yu Guangxiong hit the little boy on the forehead with a fist, a little angry, and then glared at him viciously: "How many times have you said it, you want to call me Master Uncle." ”

The immature boy stretched out his hand and touched his head, with tears in his eyes, looking pitiful and aggrieved: "Master, uncle, disciple knows." "It's either a master or a senior brother, but where does this master come from. The three boys looked at each other, all of them with unkind faces, and none of them dared to disobey him.

After a long while, seeing that he was not so angry, the three children asked curiously: "Did Uncle Shi say that the eldest lady of the Feng family was poisoned three months ago?" Dong Li said as he carefully looked at the face of the person opposite, only to see Yu Guangxiong suddenly have an unfathomable smile on his face. He clasped his hands around his chest, and his eyes kept giving people messages: Ask me, ask me quickly.

Dong Li asked tentatively, "Could it be that Uncle Shi knows other things that we don't know?"

Shen Xingchen was interested, and quietly changed his position, he could see the little boy who spoke, but he could only see the silhouette of the uncle.

Three pairs of eyes stared at him, he straightened his spine, pretended to cough deeply, and paused for a while before he said faintly: "Of course, I don't look at who your uncle is." ”

The three boys who boasted and changed their eyes were even more adoring and curious, Yu Guangxiong laughed proudly in his heart, and whispered in his voice: "You think that Miss Feng is poisoned, but it's not, she is poisoned." ”

Three tender faces showed a look of surprise at the same time, and one of the round-faced disciples asked, "Gu poison, is it the kind of Gu poison that is said to control people?"

Another disciple: "That Miss Feng family heard that she is a great beauty, but she is really famous." ”

The other disciple nodded, and immediately took a sentence of regret and said, "Well, it's a bad fate. ”

Yu Guang rolled his eyes, he really didn't understand the thinking of these little kids. Snorted proudly: "There are many kinds of Gu poisons, some want a person's life, some want a person's half life, some can control people's bodies, and some can control people's hearts." There are so many varieties that you won't understand them. ”

The three boys' eyes showed adoration, and they said in unison, "Uncle Shi, you are really amazing. ”

Yu Guangxiong's swarthy face smiled into a folding fan, and waved his hand at them casually: "Hehehe, it's just fur kung fu, and the master is the real skill." After you have done something great and become an official disciple of our Qunying Sect, I will lead you to meet the master and learn the best skills. ”

The three pairs of eyes suddenly lit up, and they all looked overjoyed.

Yu Guangxiong spoke again after enjoying enough of everyone's admiring eyes, "Outsiders think that Miss Feng was poisoned, but in fact it is not, I secretly got the news a while ago, her infatuated husband is looking for the real culprit of poisoning, and at the same time looking for a famous doctor who wants to save Miss Feng?"

The round-faced disciple was curious and surprised: "Isn't Miss Feng still dead after being poisoned by Gu poison?"

Another disciple sighed: "That Lin Gongzi is really an infatuated man, I saw him when I was begging at the gate of Xiangcheng City the year before last, his body is dirty, but his face is very good-looking, ouch, he is also a beggar, he actually became the son-in-law of the lord of the alliance in a year." ”

I knew that he had such a creation, and I should have stuck to him as a thing.

The last disciple asked curiously, "Have you found the healer?" ”

Yu Guangxiong raised his chin and touched his beard: "I heard that I found a doctor, but it's hard to say if I can save it, after all, Gu poison is very complicated, your uncle and I can only be regarded as half-aware at most, and the only person who really understands is our master." But what kind of person is the master, even if the alliance leader personally visits to invite someone, he must be told to eat a closed door. ”

Shen Xingchen was dumbfounded, there is still an internship period for entering the sect this year. The more he looked at the four of them, the more Shen Xingchen felt that it was an adult who claimed to be a hero who bewitched three children. Originally, I thought it was an unknown small sect, but now it seems that it is an idle household, and it is still an idle household that hates the Feng family.

The words are really ugly, Shen Xingchen is not in the mood to listen to it now, and he feels that it is unnecessary. Not to mention the Gu poison, Lin Fengqin would save her? At that time, he watched himself drink the wine. The gossip of a few gossips has no credibility at all! What is the truth of the matter, she will definitely check it carefully when she goes back this time.