Before the man could think about it, he heard his wife, who had already entered the inner room, ask, "Why did you suddenly turn up the closet?" Did you really lose something? ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly muttered: "What are you throwing away, I spilled wine on my body during the banquet just now, and I came to find a change of clothes." ”

"Oh, then you can find a casual body to wear first, and don't touch the clothes in this cupboard." The woman hurriedly came closer, and muttered, "As my wife has said a long time ago, all the things in this cabinet are silk brocades, and they are only worn during festivals, so don't break them casually." Go aside, and let your wife find it for you. ”

She pushed her husband away and closed the closet, and then the woman stepped aside, opened a wooden box that was placed next to the closet, reached out and rummaged through it, picked out a cloth shirt, handed it to her husband, and said, "Look at the hour, you don't have to go anywhere today, just wear this cotton first." ”

After changing into dry clothes and leaving the inner room, the man sat down in the hall. Seeing that his wife went to the well with his clothes stained with wine foam, and was fetching water, it seemed that he was going to wash the clothes immediately, and the man couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart, and secretly became entangled.

It's not easy for her to work hard to manage the housework, it's too young a husband to do this......

Do you want to sue her?

But if you sue her, you will definitely be scolded, right?

Don't sue her?

But it seems that the family has really been burglarized, otherwise where did the shoes go?

Obviously, I wouldn't do anything to put the silver in my closet, it's too stupid to be found directly......

Maybe...... Did she find out a long time ago?

No, no...... It's probably still a thief......

But do you want to report to the police? But once she reported to the official, it meant that she also knew......

Just when the man was tossing and turning to no avail, he soaked his clothes in water, moved a small stool and sat on the side of the wooden basin, and looked at his husband's house, who was sitting in the main hall and was looking at this side in a daze.

I can't always speak softly like those famous ladies.,Everything seems to be too careful.,This should be where the husband has been patient with himself, right? But those ladies. Since childhood, I have been pampered and pampered, and there are maids and mothers-in-law to serve the heavier work, which is like myself, and I will teach my parents when I am young. Everything has to be in your hands, or even your stuff will have a chance to slip through the gaps.

After getting married, life was tepid, and the relationship between her husband and her husband was also so lukewarm, she actually knew what the problem was, but she listened to the homely chatter between the neighborhoods and aunts, so she lived to middle age but was more sensitive and didn't dare to let go.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman said lightly: "Maybe I was too surprised just now, looking at the time." It should be that my son came back from school. ”

When the man heard this, he suddenly figured out a question, and his heart suddenly relaxed, and said secretly: Yes, even I know that private money needs to be hidden in a place to hide. How could the thief see the money and not take it? How can there be such a stupid thief in the world! As for where did the shoes go...... It should have been before noon, when I left, the lady was urging me to hurry, and I hurriedly threw it away when I changed my shoes......

As soon as the man thought of this, his wife's voice came again, and her voice suddenly rose a lot, which startled him again.

"My son's bad habits have been committed again, and he is as wild as a monkey. The dirty hands on the clothesline must have been caught by him, and he drank cold water from the vat! From the kitchen to the outside, you can get water everywhere, don't you tell him that when you come back from school and want to drink water, you go to the teapot on the table in the hall and pour it? The water in the teapot has been boiled, and drinking too much cold water from the well will make your stomach hurt! When will this bad habit be broken? The skin of the mouth is chewed through, and it is still like that...... I don't think I can say that I have to fight. I'll wait for him to come back and see how I pump him. ”

The wife chewed the words over and over again, and the middle-aged man wanted to tell her honestly, but in fact, he was tired of hearing it like his son.

However, after a moment of speculation. In the end, he gave up some loyalty to his wife, stroked his somewhat stuffy forehead, and only secretly screamed in his heart: My wife is fierce! Are you still finished? I won't sue you that I'm hiding money behind your back, so I won't be so stupid!

……

He wore other people's clothes, kicked other people's shoes, and used water from other people's homes, but he didn't take the private money hidden by his young husband, because the uninvited guest who broke into that house was very clear about what he needed and what he didn't need.

The young man who jumped out of the courtyard wall had white hair, starry eyes, purple clothes and purple clothes, and walked leisurely, it was really difficult to compare with a thief who walked day and night, except that his heavy purple silk shirt was a little old-fashioned, if you removed these, in fact, he looked more like a scholar with a full stomach.

The young scholar in the purple shirt walked briskly as the wind, and soon left the small and densely populated Minfang area, and came to a bustling Jinyang neighborhood in the east city, and walked into a winery called "Deyi Lou" with a proper and generous demeanor.

After whispering a few words to the shopkeeper at the counter in the lobby, the young scholar took out a silver ticket with three seals overlapped from his narrow sleeve, and after the shopkeeper carefully looked at the silver ticket, his eyes lit up, and his face quickly piled up a warm smile, and he bowed down to pick out a key from the dense small compartment under the counter, and respectfully handed it out.

Following the leading man to the second floor, the young scholar suddenly stopped, called the man to stop, raised his eyebrows slightly and said a few words, and then took out a silver nug from the tight cuff. The guy who ran the hall responded again and again, took the silver nugget and put it in it, and went downstairs with a sneer.

Looking at the back of the guy who ran downstairs completely submerged into the staircase, the young scholar had a strange look in his eyes for a moment, then he collected a cold smile on his face, turned his head, glanced at the private rooms on both sides of the corridor on the second floor of this luxurious winery, and finally took another step.

Take two gentle steps, then three heavier steps, and then two lighter steps...... As the young scholar reached the seventh step in the middle of the aisle, a door to his right suddenly opened, and a hand reached out and dragged him in.

The young man took the key to the room number 2 of the second room, but he entered the third room of the third floor.

In this room, there is a man with a mouth full of mung bean cake foam. The man was about thirty years old, dressed in a light blue cotton shirt, and at first glance he looked clean and neat, but if you looked closely, it was not difficult to find a large piece of wet stain on his front placket, apparently accidentally poured from the teapot he was carrying in his hand and pouring into his mouth.

"Uncle Swordbreaker. Are you drinking again? The young man strode forward and took the teapot in the man's hand, "It's not last night, we're here on a mission." ”

Maybe no one knows. Three years ago, the four figures who left a line of figures on the seashore outside the east gate of the capital returned to the capital again in the days closest to that day three years later. And this time they went straight into the inner city, rather than spending a moment on the waterfront.

Like the gathering in Kyoto three years ago, the job of Oriken this time is still to wait and respond. But today he enjoys a completely different treatment from the stormy day three years ago, no longer sitting on the old boat swaying with the waves drenched in the rain and swallowing bitter wine, but sitting in the first-class decoration of the "Deyi Building" in Dongcheng District, accompanied by sweet but not greasy pastries, slowly drinking the refreshing fragrant tea and warm soup in the pot.

Plum blossom carved copper incense burner. Under the scorching of a cluster of velvet burned from white charcoal, the balm made from tulip petals on the gold leaf slowly melted, and the faint and invisible smoke wafted out of the incense burner and spread out in the private room of No. 3 C of Deyi Building. In this situation, it seems that there is no need to drink anymore. The feeling of fragrant fragrance makes people's hearts ethereal, alienated from reality, and teaches people to get drunk.

The folding sword that had been waiting for a long time couldn't hold back for a while, swallowed half of the bean cake made by the tasteless fang on the table in one go, and felt thirsty again, so he directly picked up the white jade fine porcelain teapot in his hand, and aimed the beautiful arc of the pot at his stubble and green mouth. Goo dong goo dong and then poured together.

Of course, the tea sent upstairs with the famous bean cake will not go anywhere, and the fresh and slightly sweet taste makes Zhijian suddenly have an idea in his heart: If the things that the sect wants to do when they send people into Beijing this time, if they are really done, does it mean that these beautiful things will soon be unable to escape a catastrophe caused by the change of dynasty and be washed away without room for maneuver?

However, he didn't have much time to think about this question, which might not have much meaning to him. Suddenly, a somewhat familiar footstep sounded outside the door, walking towards him with a more familiar beat, so he quickly dissipated a distracting thought in his mind and listened intently.

After counting the breaths, he opened the door with great skill. Pull the young man who happened to be walking to the door into the room, and then lean a little sideways, pushing the door shut with the elbow of the hand that was carrying the teapot. This set of actions seems very simple and casual, but in fact, it is a condensation of a lot of experience, assuming that there are other people who walked with the young man just now, I am afraid that even if others can see the furnishings in the room after the door is opened, they will not be able to see the person who opened the door.

"Stunned, it's fast to snatch my teapot, do you still think I am your uncle?" The broken sword crossed Erlang's legs and wiped a handful of bean cake foam hanging from the corner of his mouth, so that he could look more like an uncle, and then he said to Sun Jin, who was already sitting opposite him: "Although I am only the executioner sent by the sect to pick you up, I am not useless, maybe one day you will have to help with your funeral." Therefore, you should know how to honor me well before you die, and I will sincerely help you keep the whole body after you die. ”

Sun Jin, a young man with a purple shirt, just shook his eyebrows when he heard this, and didn't say anything immediately, and then he leaned forward slightly, reached out and picked up half of the delicately ground pastry on the plate on the table, and put it in his mouth and melted on the tip of his tongue, and then he was puzzled: "I didn't expect that the pastries produced by the tasteless workshop are actually flavorful, but why Uncle Shi, you eat half a plate, and your tongue may not be sweeter?" ”

Folding the sword understood, Sun Jin was scolding him for his poisonous mouth, but he couldn't find the words he felt for a while. Among the three children he watched grow from an ignorant boy to a strong young man, Sun Jin in front of him was the most neat.

After thinking for a moment, he folded his sword and looked at Sun Jin, who stretched out his hand to the pastry again, and suddenly slapped his palm, and said at the same time: "Have you washed your hands?" ”

Sun Jin's outstretched hand was suddenly slapped away, but his other hand reached out at this moment and directly copied the saucer. When the pastry plate was picked up by him, his person had already left his seat, flashed aside, leisurely threw a piece of pastry into his mouth, moved his cheeks and said slowly: "Then did you shave yesterday?" ”

Fold Jian touched his rough cheeks abruptly, shook his head slightly, and seemed to say to himself: "This is not the point to me......" His words suddenly paused at this point, and then he walked quickly to the door, reaching out and pressing on the edge of the door panel. It took a moment of bated breath as he had done before opening the door the last time he had done before he exerted some strength in his hands. But just pull the door open a crack.

A look of doubt flashed across the face of the broken sword that squinted and swept through the crack in the door, and the door was quickly completely torn open by him, and a blue-colored figure floated in like smoke.

"Uncle Shi." The blue-colored figure that floated into the room saluted the folding sword that had just turned around after closing the door.

This person is about the same age as Sun Jin in the house, and he is eighteen or nine years old. It's the prime of youth. However, if you take a closer look at this man in blue clothes, it should not be difficult for others to find that he and Sun Jin actually have many differences.

His demeanor is more gentle, and there is a little clarity in the depths of his eyes that are different from ordinary people, which seems to be natural. And this difference makes him feel a trace of coolness at the same time as the gaze of others, regardless of whether there is a habitual smile on his young face when he raises his eyes.

As a result, he has a habit of lowering his gaze when communicating with others, which makes him seem to be more humble, even self-assured, but he does this. In fact, it's just to let others not misunderstand his natural eyes as another not-so-wonderful love. After many years, although he grew up as an adult, this sense of humility was shaped more profoundly.

But at this time, the two people in the house were as defenseless as possible for him. Therefore, he was able to raise his gaze a lot, and his face showed a heartfelt smile, and the little ice-like thing in his eyes naturally seemed to be shrouded in the sun, turning into a clear spring, although it still did not have much heat, but it was not so cold.

"It's really Qi Nan." The broken sword once again glanced at the young man in blue shirt who was saluting him in front of him from the bottom to the top, and made sure that there was not a trace of disfigurement on the young man's body at this time. His expression softened a little, and he smiled softly and said, "It can't be such a coincidence, right?" Are the elders of the sect who wrote the list really confused? ”

"Uncle Shi said carefully, if Uncle Fu Jian hears it, I'm afraid it will be another thing for you." Listening to the sword taunting the elders in several important positions in the upper sect, Wu Qinan had a smile on his face, "We will meet here." It's not a coincidence to me. I had just finished the affairs of Yuejiazhuang, and when I was about to return to the sect after washing, I suddenly received a direct task. It was Uncle Fu Jian who ordered the sect, and it is estimated that he will come here soon. ”

After listening to Wu Qinan's narration, the broken sword touched his jaw that had newly grown a piece of stubble. said lightly: "That's really not a coincidence, Xiao Sun is basically the same as what you received." ”

Wu Qinan nodded heartily, glanced sideways at Sun Jin, who had already put down the pastry plate and took a step closer to him, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked Xiang Zhijian: "Uncle Shi, how is Xiao Ling's injury going?" ”

With just one sentence, Folding Sword heard the answer he really wanted to know, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid he won't be able to help you." As soon as he said this, he paused as if he remembered something, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of self-talk in his tone, "Since this time the sect's summoning order was issued by Fu Jian, if Ling Li hadn't gone out of the Misty Mountain, Fu Jian would definitely have called him over." But in this way, this matter is a bit mysterious, what kind of big man is the mission goal that he is willing to announce when he can find all three of you? ”

"This ......"

"What?"

After listening to the speculation of the folding sword, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan, the two young people, both looked slightly stunned, and asked in unison, "Didn't he even tell you?" ”

According to the rules of the sect where the three people in the house belonged, under normal circumstances, the sect would assign an additional receiver for each killer, and the task of the receiver was either to clean up the traces after the fact, or to exercise the duty of exterminating the mouth when the incident was defeated, so as to ensure that the failed task would not implicate the stability of the sect. Therefore, even if the respondent is not directly involved in the task information that the killer will perform, he or she is qualified to know the detailed information, and the receiver will often get this information first.

Half a month ago, Zhijian was still Lingli's answer, and after Lingli's accident, Zhijian was transferred to Sun Jin's side, and he was still the answerer, of course, he was qualified to get the mission information in Kyoto this time. If you count the generations, the folding sword and the Fu sword are still the same generations taught by a master, but Sun and Wu really can't imagine why Fu Jian would even fold the sword so tightly.

And if these two young people had to ponder the inducement of the strange place in this matter, they would only think of the same place again, that is, the contradiction between the two uncles who had broken the sword and the sword that had lasted for more than ten years.

These two people are very friendly to their peers, and even take care of the disciples of the sect below their seniority, but as long as these two people meet together, that friendly relationship will definitely dissipate instantly. Sun and Wu. Including the disciples of their generation in the sect, after entering the sect, most of the memories of these two uncles have the impression that the sword is against the sword. And although the broken sword did not return the mouth, it smiled back to the sword with a sense of contempt.

However, the contradiction between these two people has lasted for so many years, and no one clearly knows what the cause of this contradiction is.

But no matter what personal grievances there are between the broken sword and the Fu sword, the Fu sword should not involve this contradiction and affect the rules of the sect, which is a taboo in the sect. If Folding Sword is a narrow-hearted person with a long tongue, as long as he immediately reports this matter to the sect, I am afraid that Fu Jian will soon be taken back by the elders of the sect's law enforcement hall, locked in that iron prison that starts from the ground, and eats the wind and rain for several months.

Folding the sword looked at the eyes of the two young men, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan. How could he not know what they thought, no matter how anxious Fu Jian's temper was, he was the one who taught these two young men all their skills.

With a silent sigh, a faint smile reappeared on Folding Jian's face, and he said slowly: "Although this guy Fu Jian is really unauthentic sometimes. But after all these years, when did I not let him? If I really wanted to screw him up, wouldn't I have started a fight a long time ago, and you two boys would have had the right time to persuade me to fight. ”

"Uncle Folding Sword, between you and Uncle Fu Jian...... Was there really a grudge? ”

Hearing that Folding Sword took the initiative to talk about the matter between him and Fu Jian, although he expressed it more vaguely on the issue of grievances, this seemed to Sun Jin's eyes. It was an opportunity, so he finally couldn't help it, and hurriedly asked a question.

In addition to Sun Jin himself, this issue is actually also a mystery in the sect, and many disciples of his generation want to know about it.

Although the sect they are in is doing extremely cold things, there is a lot of unity within the sect. Because the tasks they perform are either indestructible or dangerous, this is a great test of the cooperation of several people. It is also because of this that all the disciples in the sect have been instilled with a character, whether it is for the daily life of ordinary people. Or the hard work of people like them, a character that is positive and must have.

In the past, there were also people in the sect who asked the sword this question, and it is said that the questioner was often taught a bad lesson verbally, and of course the answer would not be asked. So for Sun Jin, who asked this question to Zhijian for the first time, he was actually very nervous at the moment.

And when Sun Jin's words fell, the smiling face of the broken sword really sank.

The hearts of the two young men, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan, also sank slightly, they couldn't imagine or accept that Uncle Breaking Sword, who usually treated them very kindly, suddenly reprimanded them angrily.

But at the moment when the atmosphere in the room was about to burst from the two loves, there was a sudden knock on the door from behind the folding sword. This knock was like someone pried open a side crack in the lid of a kettle that was about to boil, and the things that the three people in the room were holding on to their heads scattered in an instant.

Listening to the rhythm of the knocker's breathing through a door panel, Folding Sword thought that the guy from Deyi House had come upstairs to add hot tea, but when he opened the door and glanced at the young man standing at the door, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then pulled the young man indoors.

"Xiao Ling?"

Ling Li came here suddenly, although he had changed his clothes in advance, Sun Jin in the house only needed three or two eyes to recognize him. After a while, Wu Qinan also understood, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The three young men had a close-knit life experience when they were young, and they knew and trusted each other well, but two of them would be surprised by the sudden appearance of another partner, not only because Oriken had just said that this partner should have been recuperating from his injuries and not participating in this mission in Kyoto, but also because of the sound of his footsteps, the rhythm of his breathing, and his face, all of which clearly revealed a side that was too different from his previous life.

Compared with the sharp Li of the sect Yicheng, the Ling Li standing in front of them today seemed to have become another person.

He looked terrible at this point