- Mo Ye's gaze moved slightly.

At this time, who can help her? It's not that she doesn't believe in Xing Feng, it's not that she sees Xing Feng as dull, but ...... That's a fact!

Especially now, when she has roughly figured out her life experience and how much turmoil it has brought about by this life experience, she should understand in her heart that with Xing Feng's current ability, not only can he not help her, but he should avoid her away.

At first, she couldn't bear to say it, and hesitated for a long time, just because she was afraid of causing trouble for Xing Feng; And then Xing Feng's sincere attitude made her change her original intention slightly, then she also wanted Xing Feng to understand the reality clearly and take precautions as soon as possible.

From the moment Wu Shu died, she cried blood in her heart, and decided not to affect anyone because of her own affairs.

In the three years since he left Xingjia Village, he has not been in contact again, and when they meet again today, Xing Feng can still help with sincerity like he did three years ago, and not to mention whether he can help, just say that this feeling also touched Mo Ye's heart.

But the more this happened, the more unacceptable she became.

She was afraid that what had happened in Kyoto would happen again before her eyes.

So she slowly turned her head away, no longer looked at Xing Feng's eyes, sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "What I am encountering now is something you can't help." Moreover, once you get involved in this matter, it is very likely that you will get into trouble and you will not be able to get rid of it. You don't care, after today, I should go too. ”

When Xing Feng heard this, his expression froze.

In fact, he has realized that the trouble encountered by Mo Ye is in a huge crisis, and if others get their hands dirty, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape a bad luck.

There are already two such negative role models in Mo Ye's story. But although these two people are not ordinary people, they were both poisoned in the end, isn't this enough to explain the severity of the problem?

However, it is precisely because he can see in his heart that the decision made under the premise of self-knowledge is more and more difficult to shake.

Silent for the last thought. Xing Feng took another step closer towards Mo Ye, stood still, and then asked in a calm tone, "Where are you going next?" ”

Mo Ye was about to respond, and the words just came to his lips. Suddenly, his lips tightened again.

Xing Feng's eyebrows raised slightly, and suddenly said, "You're not afraid of affecting me, but you're guarding against me." ”

Mo Ye raised her head suddenly, she looked at Xing Feng, moved her lips and was about to defend, but soon she seemed to think of something and pursed her mouth again. Then, a smile quickly flashed across her face, and when she spoke again, there was no trace of impatience in her tone: "You are provoking me." But unfortunately, you're still not as good at using scheming as before. ”

"You can see it." Seeing this, Xing Feng didn't insist on anything, and sighed. He sat down with his face in his hands.

After being silent for a while, Xing Feng put down the hand covering his face, looked sideways at his childhood friend sitting beside him, and said gently: "I know that you are afraid of implicating me, so I don't care." But if you're willing to talk about something you're baffling about, I'll always give you an idea, right? ”

A hint of surprise slipped through Mo Ye's eyes. Silently shook his head. For Xichuan's trip, she still refused to say a word.

Xing Feng was also a little anxious this time, but on the surface, he still maintained his calm and patience. Although he is just like Mo Ye's evaluation, he is a person who is not good at scheming, and he likes or hates others. It's easy to be outward, but a year of experience as a teaching assistant in the martial arts academy has indeed polished his mind much calmer, which is not necessarily related to making scheming.

"Remember when we were kids playing the game of 'Find Something'?" Xing Feng smiled slightly, his gaze skimming into the distance. The thoughts also spread far away, unconsciously mixed with a trace of warmth, "I also admit that I am not a smart person, but you can rarely beat me in the game of finding things and hide and seek, have you ever thought about the reason for this?" ”

"Because of what?" Mo Ye looked at Xing Feng's side face and subconsciously asked.

"Because I know the rules by which you think about things." Xing Feng turned his face and smiled, "This is actually the result of Mr. Lin's instructions. ”

Mo Ye's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice: "How can this be ......?"

Xing Feng then said: "Think about it carefully, in the days when you lived in Xingjia Village, was there only one friend? Although you have a few brothers and sisters in the academy who can talk well with each other, who among them can come and go freely in your house? Who knows that you are really a girl pretending to be a teenager? ”

At this point, Xing Feng paused. He stood up again, but he didn't stretch out his hand as before, but tied his hands behind his back, looked at Mo Ye at a condescending angle, and then spoke: "Although the masters of the academy have not only seen through the matter of your woman disguising as a man, but also helped you hide it, they are not your friends, only I am." ”

Mo Ye was stunned, she didn't speak, but the hands that were covered on her knees gradually grasped and never let go.

Xing Feng was actually more nervous and anxious than her.

His hands were clutched behind his back, and his palms were already starting to sweat.

This was a strategy he racked his brains to come up with, and the reason why it could have such an impact on Mo Ye was mainly because half of what he said was true.

Half of them were fabricated by him.

He was indeed a good friend of Mo Ye when he was a child, and Lin Shan may have acquiesced to this, so the house was only closed to him a few times at first, but after about a year, the "access control" was lifted without warning, and of course it had to be caused by Lin Shan's instructions.

However, Lin Shan didn't teach him anything about Mo Ye.

Xing Feng still doesn't know much about Mo Ye's life experience. In his memory, on the few occasions in his childhood, he boldly asked Lin Shan a few questions about this aspect, which was a common topic among neighbors, classmates and friends, and the responses he could get from Lin Shan's side were always too strict and irrelevant to the point.

After so many times, Xing Feng consciously stopped mentioning such things, and gradually gathered a feeling in his heart: about this matter, it will cause Mr. to be bored.

Now it seems that the gentleman is not bored, but must have been for some kind of protective purpose. If Mo Ye's life experience is slightly revealed, not only about herself, but also about the safety of her neighbors, I am afraid that it will be affected.

It's a pity that with Mr.'s ability, it is only enough to protect Mo Ye in the remote countryside, and go to Kyoto, in that kind of mixed place, he finally made a mistake. Even he himself was not spared.

After Mo Ye finally relented and said the reason why she came back alone, Xing Feng started this series of thoughts in his heart. Before, the most emotion in his heart was surprise and a little anger, but now. After thinking about it, he finally became a little scared.

But after being afraid for a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, thinking of the crisis that might exist around him, thinking of Mo Ye's dangerous situation, and then he remembered something that he almost forgot about to forget.

"When you left Xingjia Village three years ago, my husband left me a letter. But to be specific, I think that the thing wrapped in brown paper should be more than just a letter. ”

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Although I rested for a few days, I didn't do anything. There was no one to see, but Chen Jiu's mood was even more depressed, looking at the trees and flowers in front of her, it was a spring scene that made people imagine beautifully, but her heart was a scene of flowers in the cold autumn wind.

She stared blankly at the bud. I was so distracted that I didn't know when a young man who looked like a scholar also walked under the flower tree. After a long time, she came back to her senses, and she was slightly surprised, and subconsciously took half a step back.

The young man's facial features are relatively ordinary, not handsome, and his face is a little pale. It seems to be slightly disturbed. However, when he looks at things or people, his eyes are steady, impartial, and his eyes are peaceful, and he reads more sage scriptures. Hidden Xiuhui, courteous and kind to others. He was dressed in a plain cloth shirt, his hair was not crowned, and he was meticulously tied with a cloth belt of ordinary texture, and he also stepped on a pair of mille-feuille cloth shoes under his feet.

In this remote town. Even though the residents of the town are simple, after all, this place is close to the border fortress, and the neighbor is Beiyan, a country that is used to the notorious raids of the border army, so it is indeed necessary to be simple and low-key while walking. However, this light dress was attached to this young man, which was very consistent with his temperament, and it didn't seem like it was deliberate.

Seeing that the old wine seemed to be slightly disturbed, the young man's eyes pressed down slightly, and he smiled instantly, raised his hand, but did not say a word.

Seeing this, Chen Jiu did not pretend to be reserved anymore and returned the courtesy, but she, like this young man, was only silent.

Chen Jiu had been in the Dongfeng Building in Kyoto for more than ten years, and the ability to recognize people with a pair of discerning eyes had already been exercised, and after looking directly at the scholar from the front for a moment, she found that this person should actually be twenty-six or seven years old. It's just that this person's face is a little strangely pale, his jaw has no beard, and he may not need to run for a living, he has been living in a relatively stable environment, and there are no traces of vicissitudes on his face, so it is easy for people to misjudge his age at first glance.

When a man of this age appears in this town, dressed in clothes that are obviously out of place with the townspeople, he is obviously not a local, and the reason for his coming to this deserted place may not be as simple as that of a curious and strong-blooded young man.

Chen Jiu's gaze was a little farther away, and he saw two people standing a few steps away.

A young man with a knife hanging behind his waist, with deep facial features, resolute eyes, and hidden might, even if he doesn't bring the waist knife that does not leave the handle, he can give people a strong feeling of martial arts. Another middle-aged man, between thirty and forty years old, has three turns of beard, a hair tied on the top of his head, wears a wooden hairpin, a pair of cloud eyebrows flowing into the sideburns, the pupils are black and moist and shiny, there is no one who has reached the turbidity of middle age, quite a bit of a Taoist who cultivates in the deep mountains and picks dew for food.

The outfits of these two men are also incompatible with the atmosphere of the town, and they are obviously from the gentle-eyed scholar all the way.

From time to time, the eyes of the young man holding the knife lit up on the scholar under the flower tree, and it seemed that he was most likely the scholar's bodyguard. The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist had a straight waist, tied his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on the flower tree, looking at his frank and leisurely appearance, as if he had learned some heavenly opportunity through the flower—he and the scholar might be friends of mentorship and friend.

The inn rented by Chen Jiu, although the source of customers is very thin, is still different from the private house, and it is still possible to receive a few orders of business every month, and it is common for passers-by to live in and rest for a day or two. It's just that Chen Jiu rarely comes back to live here, so he is a little surprised when he sees strange travelers.

However, compared to the local people's customs, the temperament of these three travelers is inevitably too special.

But this only made Chen Jiu pay more attention to it, and the passers-by were in a hurry, there were contacts and contacts, one-sided fate, what does it have to do with himself?

Suddenly, a sudden wind arose, and the branches of the flowers and trees were swaying. Those flowers that drooped like Jin Ling were close to the edge of blooming, and the stalks were ripe and soft. How can it withstand such a toss, and I don't know how many Ling-like flowers that could have been nostalgic for the branches for a long time are falling. The flowers and rain are like fog and charming eyes, and it also blurs the vision of the two people standing in the middle of looking at each other.

Both of them were slightly stunned.

It's not because this sudden petal rain and fog creates a certain atmosphere that makes two people's hearts move each other. In fact, it's just the experience of these two people for half a lifetime. It is long past the age when it is easy to move the mind with a scene and a glance. What's more, the scholar is like the temperament of an ancient well and a deep pool, and Chen Jiu has long been concerned about one person, and he has no other thoughts.

The two of them only remembered a familiar fragment from each other's blurred figures.

"Helpless, the cold rain in the morning and the wind in the evening." The sentence with a slightly helpless and sad context was chanted by the scholar again, which was the next paragraph of the sentence "Chunhong is too hurried" just now.

However, unlike before, although the melancholy meaning of this sentence has not changed a word, when the scholar read this sentence after a while, his mood seemed to change suddenly, and his tone was full of joy.

This made Chen Jiu, who was standing closest to him, feel quite strange. With a slight shift of her gaze, she saw that the two fellow travelers of the scholar a few steps away were also slightly surprised.

After reading the second half of the small order, the scholar faced the sparse crown of the flower tree and the spring red, and said with a smile: "Linghua has a spirit." "It's a deep one.

He seems to attach more importance and respect to flowers and trees than to people. Although there are such people in the world, most of them are hermits with high temperaments. But it was not for nothing that hermits approached natural things. But in the blink of an eye, this scholar grew up with this flower and tree that he did not plant and take care of, and he would not stay here for long, the two have nothing to do with each other, why should he respect it?

Just when Chen Jiu couldn't help but wonder in his heart, the guy who was called Ah Sheng among the few guys in this inn trotted in and took a look at the courtyard first. Then he took two steps closer to the young man holding the knife, nodded and said very respectfully: "This uncle, your little horse has already served the forage and led it to the door to wait." ”

The young man with the knife nodded, and took out a grain of broken silver from the narrow sleeve that was cut to fit his body, and there were one or two shares. rewarded the innkeeper, and at the same time said: "With Brother Lao's care for the past few days, this is the housing fee and the road fee, and I will hand it over to you." ”

As for the cost of renting a room in this inn in the town, Chen Jiu certainly knows what to expect. And the one who rewards the guy to run errands and help with errands is called running a road fee, and she also knows that although the short-term rental is more expensive than the long-term rental, the young attendant with the knife seems to be too generous.

While thinking about this, Chen Jiu also thought that from the words of the young man with the knife, it was known that the three of them had been living in this inn for a few days, but they did not know anything about themselves, and she was really surprised when she heard it.

Could it be that my heart has been so deep these days? If I continue like this, I am afraid that I will be tired and sick, thinking of this, Chen Jiu is full of melancholy, and I can't help but sigh lightly.

Hearing this soft sigh, the scholar who was about to turn around and leave the inn with the two fellow travelers walked slightly, he looked sideways at Chen Jiu, as if he had something to say, and after a moment of silence, he only asked lightly: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of daring to ask the girl, do you know how many ways to pick flowers?" ”

Chen Jiu was slightly stunned.

When the two of them greeted each other just now, they didn't see that he was willing to say one more word, and when it was time to leave, he suddenly asked?

As soon as this question sounds, the motivation for the question and the answer are a bit questionable.

How can an adult not know how to pick flowers? And how many complicated methods are there for picking flowers?

If it weren't for the fact that the scholar in front of him seemed to have a gentle temperament and deep eyes, and suddenly asked him for advice on how to pick flowers from a strange woman who had seen him one-sidedly, if he met a woman with a sensitive heart, it would be difficult not to think about him with a certain kind of villain.

But this scholar not only asked a strange question, but also looked at the serious look on his face when he asked the question, as if he was really puzzled by how to pick a flower, and as if he wanted to pick a flower, such an ordinary thing really had a kaleidoscopic approach, and he was troubled for a long time how to choose, and was forced to ask the living.

However, since Chen Jiu and this person are only superficial, although she has doubts in her heart, she answered the simplest meaning, and lightly opened her lips and said two words: "A." ”

"Hmm......" the scholar hesitated, and then bowed shallowly, "Thank you, girl." ”

With that, he turned around and left the courtyard with his two fellow travelers.

Walking out of the inn gate, the three of them stepped on their mounts, and on the saddles hung the water bladders prepared by the innkeepers. The sturdy horse shook its head and tail, full of energy, and when it saw the return of its master, it wanted to run wildly. However, when you do not leave the immediate vicinity of the town's residential home. All three riders pressed the reins in their hands slightly, and did not run wildly, but only walked in small steps through the crumbling and potholed stone streets of the town.

The width of the streets in the town is limited, and from time to time, there are farmers walking on the left and right sides of the street carrying farm tools and preparing to go to the fields for spring ploughing. Takes up some of the width, and it becomes more and more difficult to tolerate three horses in parallel. The young man with the knife took the initiative to take five steps behind, allowing the middle-aged man who was quite a bit of a fairy to ride side by side with the scholar.

The middle-aged man who looked like a cultivator also happened to have doubts, and when he rode slowly on the scholar's shoulder, he said slowly: "Brother Xian's question just now is quite meaningful, but why did you ask a strange woman? ”

"There's not just one way to pick flowers." The plain scholar smiled, "I should ask Brother Fang, this is a wise choice." ”

"Hehe, the virtuous brother misinterpreted, the foolish brother didn't mean that the woman was clumsy." The middle-aged man touched his beard and smiled, and continued. "There is indeed only one way to pick flowers, and if you ask me, I will only answer like this. It's just that the woman's delicate beauty is comparable to the appearance of the flower and the moon. You ask a woman directly how to pick flowers, aren't you afraid of embarrassing the beauty? ”

When the scholar heard this, he seemed to directly ignore the half of the words spoken by the middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest, but suddenly became very interested in the method of picking flowers, and immediately expressed his opinion: "I don't think so. There are many ways to get a flower out of the branches. For example, if I have the heart to pick flowers. It can be fully loaded. ”

The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest laughed when he heard this, but there was no contempt in his laughter, as if he had found something interesting, and the laughter came from the heart. After a while, he said with a smile: "Take the hand as the pick, and the sickle as the cut." Chengfeng ...... It is to scrape off the flowers, it turns out that there are several ways to pick the flowers you asked, but in fact, what you ask is not the way and process of acquisition, but the result of obtainment. The results can be in the tens of millions, but there is only one form. ”

The scholar frowned without leaving a trace. Then he smiled with emotion and said: "You, a Taoist priest, are no different from a certain guy who often talks about Buddhist mantras, and it seems that it is wise that I didn't ask you just now." ”

The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest ignored the disrespectful words that suddenly appeared in the scholar's words, and did not speak again, his bright eyes glowed with a deep meaning under his slightly lowered eyelids with a smile.

The scholar avoided ignoring the second half of what he just said, not because he didn't care, but because he was also hiding half of the sentence, and he wouldn't reveal it until he avoided the martial artist behind him.

For this point, the middle-aged man who has been enlightened for many years can faintly feel it, so the question he asked just now was just another test, and when he was sure that the scholar was hiding something and it was inconvenient to speak, he could devise a strategy and make an appointment with the scholar to speak alone.

The young man who followed him unhurriedly did not know about the tacit agreement reached by the two men riding side by side in a few gossips, and he only thought that the scholar in plain clothes had been with the monk hermit for a long time, so that he had slightly changed his former unthinking temperament, and often said some vague and unpredictable words.

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When the three horsemen who were moving slowly dozens of steps away came out of the archway in front of the town, they really raised the reins and whips, the horses spread their hooves, and the three horses galloped into a cigarette on the dirt road out of the town, and quietly followed all the way to the old wine near the entrance of the town before the figure appeared from behind a house wall.

Not only does the backstage owner of Kyoto's Dongfeng House have a lot of status, but the reason why this pleasure place can be sheltered by big people is also because it has a special role in Kyoto.

Chen Jiu, who was once in charge of all the peripheral affairs of Dongfeng Building, in addition to being extremely trained in her ability to recognize people, her ability to track people has also been honed to a certain extent.

Although because of her weak martial arts, her tracking skills are certainly not as good as the group of "cat people and bird people" in the second group managed by Lin Shan, but it is only a small part of the road, and the person being followed is on a broad road, and it is of course more than enough to follow all the way down without being noticed.

Standing at the intersection and looking at the smoke and dust on the dirt road, Chen Jiu recalled that she had just seen the back figure of the scholar on horseback, and was a little surprised by the final result of her inference, and after a moment, she regretted that she had not seized the opportunity just now, and it was better to let the scholar leave a few ink treasures.

Walking back to the inn in a daze, as soon as Chen Jiu stepped into the threshold with his front feet, he saw Ah Sheng, the guy running the hall, walking over with a smile on his face. He had just received a big reward from the young resident, and he had been happy until this time, and the smile on his face was not gone, which was normal.

The only short-term rental guest in the inn left the store and left, and the guy was also free, Chen Jiu saw the way Ah Sheng went out, and he was going to the small restaurant in the town to relax and satisfy his hunger, so he didn't care, and only said hello to him casually.

But just as she was passing by, she suddenly had a thought in her heart, stopped Ah Sheng, and Wen Yan asked: "Ah Sheng, when did those three guests come in?" How did I not notice it at all? ”

"The day after you came back to stay, the three guests arrived, and you really didn't hear a trace of movement?" The innkeeper Ah Sheng was puzzled at first, and then he said to himself: "But...... Those three guests can be regarded as the most gentle people I have ever seen, they treat people gently, and they speak in a crepe-like manner, unlike the tone that some people are accustomed to shouting and shouting. The three guests are also quite particular about washing and eating, and they are meticulous, not like some people pushing and moving so loudly that even people on the street can hear them staying in the hotel......"

Chenjiu has opened a winery in the town, and the wine is very tasteful, and the guy of this inn, Ah Sheng, also knows it, and has visited it many times in the past year. Usually Chen Jiu saw that he was also half an acquaintance of Pingshui, and he often grew up with some catties and taels, and after a little time, Ah Sheng didn't treat her as an outsider, and some complaints in his heart were said in front of her.

Chen Jiu smiled in his eyes, and although he listened to what he said later, although it was all trivial nonsense, he didn't interrupt immediately, and only said secretly in his heart: The role of silver is really not monotonous, and the fastest thing to buy people's hearts is profit, and it is the same in this remote town.

"Uh...... That's it......" It wasn't until Dao exhausted the prejudice and anger he received from some of the guests that Ah Sheng realized that he seemed to have talked too much and was useless. With an embarrassed smile, he carefully considered it before he said: "Forgive the little faux pas, looking at the way you have been worried these days, you don't even care about the winery, you may really ignore a lot of things that happened around you." ”

"That's the case...... Chen Jiu smiled faintly, "It's okay, you can go on your own business." ”

Ah Sheng nodded and turned around and was about to leave, but for some reason he turned back again, and said hesitantly: "The little one saw you chasing you out just now, and you were anxious, could it be ...... Do you know those three guests? ”

"It's a mistake." Chen Jiu said perfunctorily, and when she was about to turn around, she suddenly stopped, looked at Ah Sheng's face, and said: "It's also a little strange, it's rare to see a guest like them, so I can't help but be more careful." Ah Shengna, a big reward like this, you should pay attention to it when you take it. ”

This reason was a little reluctant, but Ah Sheng felt the kind reminder of Chen Jiu, and did not think about it, but only sincerely admitted: "The little one has been taught, thank you for your advice." ”