What Jiang Chao said was the truth, and it was a kind reminder, but he was drunk at this time, and his words were a little out of proportion, and such words fell into Mo Ye's ears, which stimulated her a lot.

Mo Ye only felt that he was almost suffocated, and when he came back to his senses, the hands hanging by his side had unconsciously clenched into fists, and his palms were slightly wet.

It occurred to her that this seemed to be expected, and she had already envisioned such a situation when she set out.

Therefore, the surprised love did not last long, and was temporarily suppressed in her heart. The clenched fist still did not relax, Mo Ye calmed his face and asked, "Then what should I do now?"

"You are now...... Jiang Chao's eyes began to appear turbid, and his voice was Xu Chao, "Just stay here for the time being, Lord Li and Brother Lin have also talked about it in the past few days, and it seems that they are arranging a new place for you." ”

After Mo Ye heard what he said, a chill gradually rose in his heart. She had a doubt in her heart that was full of fear, and after hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke: "Uncle Jiang, is that danger aimed at my master, or is it aimed at me?"

This question may sound like a bit of a tongue, but there are indeed two answers.

If someone wants to target Master, as long as she stays away, maybe there will be no problem. But if this problem is directed at her, then she will be in real trouble.

Mo Ye remembered the conversation he had with Master the day before he was about to leave when he was in Xingjia Village, and his heart felt a surge of guilt.

- But if she knew the real purpose of Hayashisugi who brought her to Kyoto, and the reason why the original goal was changed, I wonder how she should feel?

Mo Ye didn't speak again, but Jiang Chao was starting to talk nonsense at this time, and a new wave of wine was surging. He couldn't sit still in his chair anymore.

Fortunately, at this time, Qu Xia walked out of the backyard kitchen, and when he saw Jiang Chao who was about to slide from the chair to the ground, he hurriedly put a bowl of sobering soup in his hand on the table, and then helped Jiang Chao to the chair.

Qu Xia turned around to take the bowl, and when he saw Mo Ye standing on the side with a somewhat wooden expression, he shook his head slightly and said to her, "Ye'er." There was a man in the backyard, and the things he brought should have been for you, but he didn't let me touch them, so take a look. ”

After the black-clothed night walker who delivered the medicine came a few times, Qu Xia was no longer a stranger to him. But Qu Xia's impression of the night walker was only limited to a man dressed in black and carrying a medicine jar, and nothing else.

Qu Xia knew very well that he didn't have to get too involved in the things arranged by Lin Shan, just keep this house. The night walker still consistently ignored anyone, and only agreed that one target would receive what he was sending.

But tonight. When the night walker who was like a gecko sticking to the ridge of the roof saw Mo Ye, he quickly put down the big jar in his hand and immediately turned away.

Mo Ye subconsciously wanted to shout, but apparently he didn't give Mo Ye time, or that he didn't have the habit of chatting with the mission target.

Walking into the kitchen with the jar, Mo Ye took out a bowl and filter cloth. Then he took out the small urn that was warm in the large clay pot, covered the mouth of the urn with a filter cloth, and began to filter himself for medicine.

Lin Shan had told her to do it herself, and after the medicine in the past few days was delivered by the night pedestrians, she filtered it and took it by herself, and she had completely mastered the technique.

But when a person's actions don't need to use their brains, it's easy to get distracted.

Mo Ye strained a bowl of decoction. Picked up the bowl and took a sip. It was as slow as drinking porridge, just like the bowl of Richie's bitter and fishy decoction turned into a delicious soup, which made her reluctant to swallow it in one bite, and wanted to take the basket of rice Taoding in her mouth

But the bitterness in that medicine is actually preserved. Wherever she wandered, the unbearable taste irritated her mouth and tongue, bringing her distracted attention together.

Mo Ye, who came back to his senses, frowned suddenly, and opened his mouth to spit out the medicine.

It's just that the decoction spilled into her mouth, and she swallowed it back with her lips tight.

After swallowing a mouthful of medicine, she immediately picked up the bowl and took another sip. This time she didn't wander again, but she didn't swallow it in one gulp like before, but slowly left it in her mouth for a moment like the first pill before swallowing it.

Such an abnormal behavior, it seems that only she knows why.

But she herself may not know the exact reason, but she felt that when she swallowed the first sip of medicine just now, the bitter smell of the decoction hit the burning sensation in her throat, and her mood seemed to be less depressed.

Tonight's medicine doesn't seem to be so bitter.

……

After Shi Yi returned to Dongfeng Tower, he went back to his room to rest. The reason why he rested early was not only because the livelihood of Dongfeng Tower reached its peak in the first half of the night, and he was inconvenient to appear too often, but also because he was prepared to act at night.

At the end of the day, Shi Yi, who had been sleeping lightly, suddenly woke up. He woke up from a sleep, but the whole Dongfeng Tower was the quietest at this time every day.

Guests can drink and have fun in Dongfeng Building, you can indulge the depression in your heart, shout and sing loudly, the girls in Dongfeng Building will be carefully accompanied, and it is inevitable to be taken advantage of a little bit of oil, but staying overnight is never allowed.

Halfway through, the guests were sent back by their own servants more than an hour ago, or sent by the guards of the Dongfeng Tower. In short, this kind of timely clearance regulations, Dongfeng Building has been implemented for several years, and all regular customers can understand and agree. There are pros and cons to this kind of regulation, but reasonable people who are not playthings can see from this kind of regulation that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Shi Yi walked out of his room in the dark, and outside the house was the courtyard behind Dongfeng Building.

In order to prevent fires at night, the lights throughout the building have been extinguished. The bamboo building in the large pool in the backyard is not lit by the Oiran, but because it is hollowed out, the hanging light yarn and tassels gently ripple in the night breeze, and can also show a little bit of elegance in the moonlight.

At this time, Dongfeng Tower only has a permanent lamp at the gate and the back door, which is fixed to the gate by a solid metal lampshade, emitting a faint light.

For Shi Yi, it is better to have this little light. Pure moonlight is more conducive to his vision at night. Shi Yi took out a cow tendon rope slingshot from his arms, glanced at the ever-bright light at the back door, squeezed his eyebrows, and then turned, and shot out stones almost straight in one direction above his head.

The pebbles that shoot out quickly fall back,

Then another stone fell, but behind this stone, there was a rope.

Seeing that the stone tied to the rope had fallen, Shi Yi did not immediately step forward to pick it up, but took a few steps back and shrank in the shadow of the corner.

After listening quietly for a moment, and making sure that no Wu Wei in the building had noticed it, he quickly dodged out. Untying the stone tied to one end of the rope and putting it into his arms along with the slingshot, Shi Yi turned into a snake along the vine, and rolled the rope against the relatively flat wall at the back of the Dongfeng Tower.

Climbing to the height of the third floor, Shi Yi rested for a moment on the branch tied to the other end of the rope. When his breath was even, he put the coiled rope into the nest of the bird, which had no birds or eggs on the branch, and had just been shot out of a hole by him with a slingshot, and then gathered the strength of his legs, jumped up to the window sill on the third floor opposite, and slid down the house.

Although Shi Yi usually practiced it, this behavior of jumping out of the window was still very dangerous. So in fact, along with this time, he only skipped twice at this height.

On the third floor is the soft storage room of the Dongfeng Building, where there is no storage of food and supplies, and it is not used for business, but there are a lot of ledgers. However, what Shi Yi wanted to see was not the running accounts of these daily activities, but the old account books placed in the small attic on the top of the third floor, which few people knew.

Shi Yi only came to this place alone twice, and this place is actually not open to the public, and there are more or less bans on the people in the building. For this point, since Shi Yi entered here for the first time, accidentally found the small attic, and looked at a few old account books, he could somewhat understand some of the reasons.

If the first time was unintentional, and the second time he entered the small attic tonight, Shi Yi went straight to the goal.

Squatting in the attic, Shi Yi quickly flipped through more than a dozen old account books. It's a pity that I didn't find a few words beyond the numbers like I did when I first came here.

When the paper book that had been left for too long was turned over again, in the narrow space of the attic, the musty fine dust churned, irritating Shi Yi's mouth and nose, making him want to sneeze. Putting down the account book, rubbing his nose, and when the dust in the attic had settled down a little, Shi Yi scooped up the account book again, and suddenly found that the account book in his hand had an extra sharp corner of a piece of paper on the cover.

After a closer look, it was found that it was not the cutting of the account book that was hungry, but the double-layer thickened cover of the account book that had been cut open and put into a piece of paper in the interlayer. After many years, the cover of the account book that was sealed twice was loosened, and in Shi Yi's rude rummaging just now, a piece of paper fell out of the corner of the cover interlayer.

Without hesitation, Shi Yi pulled out the piece of paper and spread it out on the palm of his hand.

The piece of paper was not big, it should have been cut out of a large piece of white paper, otherwise it would not have been hidden in the cover of the account book, and no one would have noticed it for so long.

The small piece of paper was densely written with three paragraphs, the lines were thin, and the strokes were a little stiff, as if they were not written by a brush. However, when Shi Yi saw the font on the paper, the surprise in his eyes only appeared for a moment, and he was immediately overwhelmed by a strange look of joy, but soon, this joy was covered by a blank with loneliness.

After squatting in place like a dead stone for a long time, Shi Yi's eyes moved away from the time of the payment in the lower right corner of the paper, and he let out a long sigh in a calm voice...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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