Bu An fell asleep, and when he woke up, the sunlight was already shining through the gap in the south-facing window of the room.

He dressed neatly, opened the window and glanced at the thin morning glow on the horizon and the sparse pedestrians on the streets of the town, and took a long breath of the cold and refreshing air of late autumn.

Now that the sun had risen, the female ghost must have returned to the soft armor, and Bu'an closed the window and door, and tried to say hello, but there was no response—it seemed that the female ghost was not only grounded in the armor during the day, but could not even speak.

Bu Anzheng wondered why the officers and soldiers didn't come to the town to investigate, only to see a piece of paper resting on the simple elm table next to the bed, and there was a line of words left on the paper, the handwriting was not good, and there was a strange and gloomy temperament.

"People came in the middle of the night, held the governor's waist card, asked the store, and left. ”

Bu An vaguely felt that there was something strange about this line of writing, and when he reached out to touch it, the ink turned into a slight cool breath from his fingers and penetrated into his body. It's actually written in yin!

With this female ghost, many things are really a lot more convenient, and Bu An has to admit that what the female ghost said is right, he is indeed reluctant to throw away this inner armor. I'm afraid that the previous masters of the first generation couldn't resist this temptation, so they walked into the prank trap set by Shen Fang step by step.

Bu An smiled slightly, and said in his heart that his arsenic, my honey, and the ginseng mechanism are too smart, how can there be people in the world who are not only not afraid of yin, but also can't ask for it, the more the better.

That morning, he deliberately stayed in town, had breakfast, and bought some wild tea and pecans. Sitting in an open-air tea shop, chatting with the old man who sells tea.

Su Su learned that the female ghost couldn't get out during the day, so she followed Bu'an step by step, looking more obedient and well-behaved than ever, but she had to be in a daze from time to time.

The old man who sold tea was a little nervous at first when he saw that Bu An Rusheng was dressed up, and then saw that this little scholar had no shelf at all, so he opened the conversation.

The old man said that when the evil moon came, the people were panicked, and there were two rich families in the town who actually sold all the farmhouses handed down by their ancestors and moved their families to Hangzhou. There are too many outsiders, and the town is not peaceful.

He also said that in the vicinity of ten miles and eight townships, every family raises silkworms and weaves silk, and the road is difficult to walk down at present, there are fewer merchants, silk is difficult to sell, and the days are not as good as in previous years. However, when the county officials came to harvest the autumn grain a few days ago, they passed on the words of the county magistrate, saying that the evil moon was not long in coming.

Speaking of this, the old man sighed: "I'm afraid that the county magistrate has never said such a thing, and it was made up by those black-hearted servants in order to collect food conveniently." ”

Bu An shook his head and smiled, and asked the old man who had the newly woven silk to sell this year, and then the old man led him to the town for a turn, picking and buying a few feet of each.

After lunch, Bu'an settled the house money, left the town with Su Su Shi Shiran, and went to the southeast.

In the next few days, he took Su Su to travel in the mountains and rivers, and in addition to practicing swords, he also had to do some ideological work for her.

Su Su was probably afraid that the female ghost had snatched the son away, and after a few days, she dared to follow Bu'an at night, but the palms of Bu'an's hands were wet and sweaty.

In these years, the male style is flourishing, and ordinary scholars bring a boy with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes by their side, which is somewhat lacking in the interest of outsiders. Therefore, the master and the scholar held hands and paraded through the market, which was not out of line. It's just that Su Su looks like she is only about ten years old, and as a scholar, she is too young.

On the afternoon of the tenth day of September, Bu'an finally returned to Yuezhou City.

At the gate of the city, there was still that group of officials, and when they saw Bu'an, the expression on their faces was completely different from that of more than ten days ago. His eyes dodged, as if he wanted to say hello, but he had some concerns and taboos.

It seems that in the past few days, Lord Wang Hewang, the inspector of Yuezhou Beicheng, has had a hard time. Even his men were disgraced.

Bu An felt funny in his heart, but he pretended not to know anything on his face, smiled as usual and greeted them with his arched hand, and then led the horse into the city as if nothing happened.

After going to Hangzhou, the largest city in the south of the Yangtze River, the feeling of Yuezhou City is also different, it seems that the city wall has become shorter, the streets have narrowed, and even the pedestrians on the road have become fewer.

Bu'an returned to Fuping Street, walked into the door of the Qisi Ya, and saw Hui Yuan holding a book and sitting in the courtyard.

"Monk!" he exclaimed.

Monk Huiyuan put down the book and stood up, and said with a smile: "You came back so early?"

The honest monk really can't speak, how can he think that others will come back early, Luo Qingting is much smarter than him, and when he heard Bu'an's voice, he greeted him happily, and said with a smile on his face: "If Bu Ye doesn't come back, the hearts of the seven divisions are about to disperse!"

This sentence is very chewy, as if it is saying that the Seventh Division is not good without Buye, but the subtext is to complain, in addition, there is also a trace of worry, it seems that these days, she is about to break her heart for the Seventh Division.

Bu An shook his head secretly, saying in his heart that it is not a good thing for people to be too smart, and in the future, if every word others say, they will see through their inner thoughts, wouldn't they be too tired to live!

"Which black sheep is out of this?" Bu An scolded with a smile: "It must be a flower priest! Did he take You Ping with him?"

Luo Qingting was slightly stunned and said, "How does Master Bu know?"

It's strange if I don't know, Deng Xiaoxian has long bewitched You Ping to go to Chunyan Tower with him to be happy, and now he has the silver to strengthen his courage, how can You Ping not be pulled off the horse by him.

But this is all an innocuous private matter, it is Luo Qingting who is a little interesting to the flower Taoist, and always wants to persuade him to return to the right path, so he makes such a fuss.

Of course, Bu An would not debunk Miss Luo's intentions, and smiled at her words: "What about the blind people?

The blind man ran out of the back room in a panic and shouted with a smile: "Master Bu is back!"

Bu Anxin said, what is the blind man doing behind his back? Why are you so flustered?

"Where's the sister-in-law?" he didn't see at all, took out a package from the blanket hanging on the horse's back, and threw it to the blind man: "I came back from Hangzhou, and bought some Hangzhou satin on the way, and made a few new clothes for the sister-in-law and the eldest girl." ”

The blind man took the package and grinned: "Shuyun, don't come out quickly and thank Buye!"

At this time, his mother-in-law came out of the house while arranging her hair, her face flushed, and she bent her knees and said, "Thank you, Master Bu......"

Bu An smiled and glared at the blind man and said, "The upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked! I said why are you panicking!"

The blind man's old face turned red, and he muttered, "It's all to blame on this mother-in-law...... I'm going to hunt ghosts these days and nights, I, she'......"

Luo Qingting, a big girl's house, heard that her face was hot and red when she heard this, and she lowered her head and dragged the corner of her clothes and walked out. Monk Huiyuan was stunned and went out with him.

The poor are rich, and the old have wives, there are always some thresholds that are difficult to cross, although there is no delay in the right moment, but Miss Luo's worries are not completely unreasonable.

"Since you're going to hunt ghosts at night, where did Deng Xiaoxian and You Ping go?!" Bu An suddenly straightened his face.

Blind Zhang had almost never seen Bu Ye so serious, and he chuckled unconsciously in his heart, and sweat flowed down his forehead. "I'm going to get those two brutes back!" he ran out of the yard and out into the street.

Bu An saw that Li was also frightened by him, so he smiled and said: "It's rare to go out, and the blind can't control the team, which is really not worry-free." As he spoke, he asked Su Su to bring all kinds of specialty snacks bought along the way and distribute them to the eldest girl and the second girl.