Shudi architecture, distinctive style. Whether it is a large mansion or an ordinary house, its characteristics can be seen at a glance. But the dilapidated house in front of him is clearly a Northland building.

Before the invasion of Shuzhong by the Zhao and Song armies, there were very few prosperous towns in Chengdu and its vicinity. Even if some northerners come to Shuzhong, they also follow the customs of the countryside and follow the architecture of Shuzhong, and very few people build northern-style houses in Shuzhong, especially this kind of big mansion that consumes financial resources, let alone build in this remote countryside.

Later, the Zhao and Song dynasties invaded Shuzhong, leaving a lot of troops to guard them, and some officials and military commanders settled in Shuzhong, so some people built northern-style houses. There are more buildings in this northern land than in the past, but they are not all over the remote countryside. At least according to the official rank, there is not much oil and water in the countryside, and most of them are small military officials, where can they have the money to repair the big mansions in the Northland style.

Besides, the Zhao Song Dynasty's invasion of Shuzhong was only a matter of these two years, and the ruined dilapidated house in front of him must have been at least twenty years.

A remote town, Northland buildings, ruined walls, and famous haunted houses. This is definitely different from the usual existence zài.

If something goes wrong, it will be a demon. The house in front of me is afraid that it also hides a deep secret and has an unusual past. Could it have something to do with the teenager in front of you? Or will it have something to do with Zhang Ci and Zhang Fu?

At this moment, Chen Qiuniang thought of Zhang Ci again.

"There's no ghost in this house, I've lived in it many times." The young man urged, interrupting Chen Qiuniang's train of thought, she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him, trying to find some clues from his face that might be abnormal, but only saw his slightly frowning eyebrows, those hideous injuries on the face, eyebrows twisted, floating a little worried. It's just that his eyes are so clean and bright that he can't bear to look at them directly.

"Really, I've spent the night here several times and haven't seen a ghost." He explained.

"Well, even if there is, I'm not afraid. Because there is nothing to be afraid of anymore. When she said this, she suddenly remembered the bits and pieces of her previous life.

Yes, she is not afraid of anything, even if she may have been afraid when she was a child, she has long forgotten about jì. In her previous life, in the days when she was dependent on her grandmother, what she learned was to be strong, brutal, tough, controlling, and indomitable. Her grandmother is a big girl who ran away with the flesh and blood of the young master of the Dai family, and she grew up with the young master in a big family, and she can't read and write. Therefore, there is too much bookish gas on the body. And in the hard country life, the last thing you need is bookishness.

In my grandmother's time, the bookish women in the countryside were looked down upon, and they would be lewd by bad men from time to time, and they would be bullied by the tough women in the countryside. Grandma's fate was about the same, and she was always silent.

Chen Qiuniang, oh no, it should be said that her name was Jiang Yun at that time, and she lived with her grandmother in such a situation. At first, she was a quiet, silent girl. At first, my father was still there, and life was better. Later, only she and her grandmother, at a young age, she saw the reality in the countryside and the cold of the world.

All kinds of suppression, bullying, **. All kinds of scum appeared. Grandma can be as indifferent as water and ignore it. But she is still an immature child, and she can't learn like water.

So, she learned to be in control, starting with the group of children in the village, and she used the knowledge she learned from her grandmother to draw inferences and control them. At a young age, she was able to use the casual words of those children to control the harmony of the various families in the village. At the same time, she also won the teacher's love for her with excellent grades and polite manners.

In the same way, she learned to be fierce. Kill the snake that stands in her way, and slaughter the dog that comes out and barks at her; pry up possible people to go to the house to uncover the tiles, and quietly push the responsibility clean; The cemetery, the haunted house, coming and going in the middle of the night, her expression to her heart, all fierce and evil, she felt that even if the ghosts and gods met her, they would have to retreat.

Since the age of eight or nine, when she met a scoundrel who dared to be disrespectful in words and deeds, she had an absolutely ruthless look and momentum, sharpening her knife and acting as a deterrent, which made many people shudder.

At the age of eleven or twelve, she has become a child that everyone does not dare to ignore or provoke. In school, she has beaten many people, won many awards, and her name is all at the top of the score list.

Everyone stayed away from her. She also knew that such a strong and fierce self would not be liked. But she has no choice, she can't be a person who is bullied, and over time, she can't be a tender woman.

But since she can remember, she still has a soft thought in her heart: God, let me meet a gentle and clean man in the future, let him protect me, I can be soft for him, unload the tough, and from then on, the years will be quiet.

Later, she met Dai Yuanqing, she thought that Yiqiē was about to begin, but fate did not give her a chance to be soft. After she traveled to another country, she changed from flying and domineering to quiet and indifferent, but her heart was stronger than before.

"The worst has come, and from now on, there is nothing to fear." That year, she was at the Beijing Airport, looking at the planes taking off and landing outside the window, looking at her own shadow in the dark of the glass window, and whispering to herself.

That time was the last time she cried. Even when her grandmother died, she never shed a single tear.

If there is one person to protect, there is no need to protect oneself.

Midnight dreamed back, she thought so. woke up, but only slightly laughed at himself for being naïve. There's nothing wrong with being so strong now, at least you can protect yourself.

"Then you go in and hide, don't rub in." The boy spoke aloud, interrupting her thoughts.

"No, thank you, I'm going home." She replied with a smile.

"The Zhu family is powerful." The teenager anxiously pointed out her situation.

"I know. But the Zhu family walks the water, and for a while, they may not necessarily think of me. I'm going to go home while they don't find out. Chen Qiuniang's tone was calm.

She could indeed hide in this old haunted mansion, until she hid in the Zhu Mansion and searched until she was bored, and then quietly went back. But if he was caught by Zhu Wenkang during the time he was in avoidance, it would be more dangerous than being caught in Liucun. Here, she doesn't have a familiar person, and even the teenager in front of her is just a meeting in Pingshui. She didn't know where he came from, whether he was a good guy or a bad guy, or even his name. was caught here, and there was not even a person who informed Chen Liu's whereabouts.

In Liucun, there are still acquaintances. If she was arrested, Chen Liushi would definitely know. Although Chen Liu is disabled, she is the nurse of Madame Hua Rui, who can serve Madame Hua Rui for so many years and live in the court for many years. Later, the Chen family was also a wealthy family, and the scenery was beautiful for a while. This Chen Liu clan must also have some doorways. If she was in danger, with Chen Liu's love for Chen Qiuniang, she would definitely go to the rescue regardless of Qiē.

Besides, she was also eager to know Zhang Ci's life and death, and she wanted to try to get the jade ring back. And when Steward Wang received the letter, he must have been rushing to the rescue, and if he wanted to know his news, he must be in Liucun.

In addition, she was also worried about the black-clothed people who lived in the village, because she was afraid that she was not unaware of what she had done in rescuing Zhang Ci, and if her worries came true, it would bring death to the Chen family. If she were, she would do her best to deal with her.

It makes sense that I must go back. This is the conclusion that Chen Qiuniang has reached.

"You underestimate Zhu Wenkang too much." The boy shook his head slightly.

"You know him well?" Chen Qiuniang asked, suspecting that this young man was familiar with Zhu Wenkang, on the other hand, she thought that this Zhu Wenkang was a wealthy family in these ten miles and eight towns, and everyone naturally knew the virtue of this son.

"Ten miles and eight towns only commented on the Zhu family's son's 'lewdness'. It is said that he is a ** disciple. All I think about is this mess all day long. The fire in his study didn't burn at all. So, he'll soon find out you're missing. The young man commented on Zhu Wenkang very eagerly.

Chen Qiuniang heard one thing from this narrative: Today's Zhu family's water walk is really not an accident, but man-made. This person should be the young man in front of him, as for his motives-

Perhaps, to help yourself?

Chen Qiuniang thought of this possibility, and her heart couldn't be calm. This young man's situation is not good in this Liuhe Town, but he also took the risk to help a person who met in Pingshui.

"How do you know the fire in the study isn't burning?" She asked insistively.

The young man was silent, took her hand, and entered the dilapidated courtyard without saying a word, and gently covered the courtyard door. In the courtyard, green vines grow wildly, stretching in the breeze. He took her a few steps, and the birds were disturbed and fluttered away into the blue sky.

"You have something to do with the Zhu family, right?" Chen Qiuniang continued to ask. Just now she analyzed that the fire was set by this young man, but the fire was clearly in the Zhu family's inner house, so this young man must also be in the Zhu family's inner house, if he didn't sneak in, he must have a lot to do with the Zhu family. But the Zhu family is heavily guarded, and it is almost impossible to sneak in in broad daylight.

The boy remained silent, only took her hand and carefully walked through the clumps of vines until he walked to the side of the verandah. Chen Qiuniang continued to ask: "You set the fire, right?" ”

The young man paused and lowered his eyes, and only said softly: "You saved me once, I naturally want to save you." ”

And so it was!

Chen Qiuniang's footsteps paused, her heart fluctuated, and she raised her eyes to look at the young man in front of her. The boy lowered his head, uneasy.

"I'm just doing it with a hand. If you do this, you will offend that Zhu Wenkang, if you are discovered, I am afraid that you will be this day" Chen Qiuniang sighed and did not continue. Now, the Zhao and Song dynasties burned, killed, and plundered in Shuzhong, causing everyone in Shu to hate Zhao and Song and the north. This northland boy who lives in Shu is already struggling in this small town in Shu. If Zhu Wenkang learned that he had done something bad and set fire to him, even if he killed him and cut him with a thousand knives, he was afraid that the people around him would applaud.

"I won't find out." The boy reassured her rather stubbornly.

Chen Qiuniang was silent, just looked at him like that. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and the whole person seemed at a loss, so he lowered his head and lowered his eyes. The sun is obliquely shining, his long eyelashes are undulating, and the dense brush is like a small fan, although his thin face is hideous and scarred, but in the warm sunlight of late spring, it reminds Chen Qiuniang of the word "Ruyu".

Chen Qiuniang didn't know what to say to the stubborn him for a while, so she just stood silently in the deserted courtyard of the barren smoke and vines, looking at the unidentified northland boy.