The old streets and alleys of Tianjing in the Yalong Republic are hidden in the shadow of the buildings

After passing through the narrow alley, knocking on the door knocker, pushing open the inconspicuous narrow door, the space inside is much more magnificent than the façade. The bluestone paving the floor is round and smooth because of its age, and four blue-tiled houses enclosed together form a courtyard, and in the courtyard is planted a huge catalpa tree, which looks to be at least one or two hundred years old.

The overall layout of the room is a regular three-courtyard style, and there is a guard on duty in front of the first courtyard and asks, "Please show your ID." The visitor took out a pure white jade pendant from the cuffs of the dark red Tang suit, which was carved with a dragon-like pattern on the pedal scroll.

Although the identity of the comer had been proved by presenting this thing, the guards were able to connect to the communication inside for the sake of the process that had to be carried out. "Hey, I haven't been here in a while." The visitor looked around, and the young guard saluted him: "Please come in." ”

He said softly to the guard, "Thank you." The visitor was originally as delicate as a woman, and when he laughed, his slender Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, showing a little more charming, and the guard blushed and hurriedly saluted, and the visitor put his hands in his sleeves and walked slowly into the inner courtyard.

Seeing that his figure had disappeared from sight, the guard let out a sigh and pinched his face to remind: "My God! Awake! Awake! He's a man, he's the boss of the 'Dragon Gang'! ”

"Sister Wu, it's me." The man stood in the door and said to the room, when someone inside said, "The door is not locked, come in." He gently pushed open the wooden door, and a woman in a loose Tang-style shirt was sitting cross-legged on a "Zen chair" in the room. Her appearance is dignified and generous, she is around thirty years old, and although fine lines have appeared at the corners of her eyes, she has the mature and stable temperament that women of this age have.

The hair bun and loose Tang shirt tied casually at the back of his head are chic but not casual, and his dark eyes are as plain as water, but they faintly reveal a bit of fierce momentum. "Sister Wu, is there anything wrong with coming to me so late?" Someone asked. The woman pointed to the rosewood chair opposite, "Sit down." ”

The visitor sat down respectfully, and then the woman pointed to the celadon tea set on the small square table next to the chair: "I made freshly dried flower tea with honey." He picked up the teacup, squinted at Danfeng, sniffed it, and then said intoxicated: "Sister Wu is always so thoughtful, Long Wen, a prodigal, really doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings." ”

The woman snorted coldly: "That stinky boy......" She paused, "But I really have something to do with him when I came to you today." The man was surprised: "Oh? Do you have news of him? The woman pouted: "It's not that I have news of him, but this stinky boy took the initiative to contact me." ”

The man was even more surprised: "It's incredible, is the prodigal going to change his mind?" Woman: "Why! He came back to inherit the family business, unless the North and South poles were reversed. Man: "Heh, what the hell is going on?" Woman: "I heard you're going to Italia." Man: "Yes, it's going to be a trip." ”

"You wait for me a moment." The woman said as she stepped down from the meditation chair. When he walked into the back room, he walked out with a purple rectangular brocade box. "I got a letter from that stinky boy. Someone else is now in Italia and wants me to lend him 'it' temporarily. As she spoke, she opened the brocade box and saw a Tang knife with a black handle and black sheath lying flat in the purple satin, about one meter long, and the knife was simple. The only thing that stands out is the openwork pattern on the handle that is set in the silver ring. It has a jackal-headed dragon body. With a sword in his mouth and fierce eyes, he is the fierce dragon who likes to kill - Jianxi.

As soon as the man saw the knife, he blurted out, "Dragon tears!" I saw him look at the woman with a surprised face: "Sister Wu." Are you sure you're going to lend him this 'family heirloom'? Do you need to ask what exactly Longwen is going to do with it first? After closing the lid, the woman flicked her fingers on it lightly twice:

"Only the head of the family who has the right to inherit the family business can have this 'dragon tears', although this kid has always been 'floating' outside and making trouble with the family, but he has always been the orthodox heir of the family, anyway, sooner or later, it will be his things, he wants to sell it, throw it away, whatever he wants."

She said lightly, but the expression on the man's face became more and more complicated: "Sister Wu, you finally know his whereabouts, I think you should go there in person and persuade him, our nine families in Longtang are one, and it is not a way for your position to be the head of the family here has been hanging in the air, I have always thought that after such a long time, there will always be some gossip to provoke some enemies of the Long family to take advantage of it, and then the other eight families will also fall into crisis." ”

Woman: "Don't worry about this, I will take this place for this kid to keep this family business." Man: "Sister Wu, are you too used to this younger brother?" "I grew up with him and knew what he wanted, and this family could not bind him, but he would understand one day and come back, and I would help him stay here until the prodigal son came home." The woman's tone was firm, but the man could tell a little melancholy from between her brows.

The man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "Sister Wu, are you sure you won't persuade him?" The woman shook her head and handed the box to the man and said, "Give it to him, but don't just give it." Saying that, she clenched her fist with one hand, gritted her teeth with a murderous face, and said, "Give him a good beating for me." ”

The man's worried and puzzled expression instantly dissipated, and he narrowed his Danfeng eyes and said, "'Long Yun' knows, please rest assured Sister Wu, I will definitely bring it." ”

Milano

Hu Che felt someone poking him in the shoulder, so he opened his eyes in a daze, "Hmm~~" It should be that he was disturbed, and he pouted reluctantly and made a vague sound. "Poke ~ poke ~ " Hu Che writhed like a loach on the bed: "What are you doing?" Hu Che was guilty of "getting up angry" and shouted impatiently.

"Looks like you're still so snooze, little ghost." Hearing the sound in his ears, Hu Che's sleeping cranial nerves were suddenly awakened, and his eyes opened a slit, only to see a pair of red eyes staring at him like a close-up in the narrow scene.

"Holy! Hell! Hu Che subconsciously grabbed the pillow and threw it out! At this time, Long Wen in the lower bunk was also woken up by Hu Che: "What's the matter?" Got into a car accident? When he opened his eyes, he first saw a pair of straight-pressed trousers, and then when he looked up, he saw a fairly handsome man, his tuxedo and standard demeanor already indicating his identity.

The red eyes stared at Hu Che intently, which frightened him, only to see him wrap himself tightly in the quilt, and asked nervously: "Go!" Where do you look? Long Wen poked his head out of the lower bunk: "Huh? At this time, I saw a somewhat playful smile in these misty red eyes: "Little ghost, you are too self-indulgent." ”

"Huh?" Listen carefully to this voice again, Long Wen and Hu Che's four eyes glared at the same time, Long Wen: "Boy, do you feel that this voice is very familiar?" Hu Che: "Yes, it's very familiar, and it's a person I don't want to think about." ”

The two of them glanced at each other at the same time, and then stretched out their fingers at the same time and pointed at the person in front of them and shouted, "Thousand-faced monster thief!" (To be continued......)