On the way to the teahouse, Qiu Tang sat in a sedan chair, thinking about Boss Gu's words, if he continued to stay in Lingcheng now, he might be discovered at any time, and the people who sold him to Xu's mother would remember something, as long as they checked carefully enough, it would be a matter of time before they were discovered, but if they went to the Holy City, what could they do? There are no relatives left in the holy city.

Just thinking about it, the sedan chair stopped, Shen Mishi opened the sedan curtain to help Qiu Tang get off the sedan chair, Qiu Tang took the pipa from Quan Ye's hand, and Wan Fu said: "Quan Ye has worked hard."

"Go ahead. We'll pick you up later. Quan Ye gave two orders and left with the sedan chair. Fei'er and Wantong looked stupid, they had never seen such a pleasant and pleasant Quan Ye.

"Come in with me." Qiu Tang beckoned Fei'er and Wantong to follow Shen Mi into the back door of the teahouse.

Now Mingyuexuan is no longer the original small teahouse, the upper and lower three floors are newly decorated, the tables and chairs have been replaced, the once small platform has also become a big platform, and the fence of vermilion lacquer is also enclosed. Qiu Tang came to the stage, and the ring around his waist suppressed the skirt corners that were about to fly, and also suppressed people's words, and the steps in his hair shook people's hearts.

Qiu Tang hugged the pipa Wanfu, and the audience cheered with a tsunami. The pearl jade agate coral smashed overwhelmingly towards the begonia, but fortunately there was a gauze curtain in front of him, and all the jewelry was blocked out of the curtain.

"Master, no, I'm afraid these people really don't know anything." The family members did not dare to fight again, and if they were all killed, they would be nowhere to be found.

"Put these people in prison first, and you go and invite City Lord Xue" Zhang An looked at the people who were tied to the pillar and wanted to die, and couldn't help frowning.

"Yes." The family took the order and left.

"Lord Xue." Zhang An stood up and greeted him.

"Master Zhang, what do you command?" Xue Bowen answered and sat down.

"Do any of you have a leper monk here?" Zhang An decided that it would be more convenient to ask the locals.

"Yes, yes, but this person's whereabouts are uncertain, Luan Zhutou saw Tian'er patrolling the streets, it is said that he hasn't seen this person for a few days, you know, people's teeth, basically come and go without a trace." Xue Bowen thought for a while and said.

"In this way, Master Xue, we still have to stay here for a few days, if this leper monk comes back in the next few days, I bother you to send someone to bring him to see me quickly." Zhang An has no other way to deal with people who come and go without a trace, except to wait.

"Don't worry." Xue Bowen arched his hand.

"Look, don't mess your eyes when you look at the target, don't panic in your heart, don't shake your hands when you throw them out, and be fast." Hua Chen taught Qiu Tang to practice throwing stones in the West Garden, and the target was a wooden box on the table in the pavilion on the other side of the pond.

Qiu Tang aimed at the wooden box, rounded his arm, and threw the pebble, which slid an arc on the surface of the water and smashed on the rockery next to the pond.

"Use a little more force. Distance and strength are something you need to practice many times and slowly experience it yourself. Again. Hua Chen sat aside and pointed.

Qiu Tang nodded, picked up another stone, increased his strength, and threw it, the stone slid through a long arc, jumped over the wooden box, and fell outside the pavilion.

"Don't rush, take your time. Here are a hundred stones, throw fifty with your left hand, and fifty with your right hand, and I'll go rest for a while, and call me when you're done. Huachen dragged a bamboo basket and put it at the feet of Qiu Tang, and he was holding a dogtail grass pulled by the edge of the pond and lying on the rockery not far from Qiu Tang.

"Qiu Tang, sing the Peony Pavilion that has not been sung for a long time." Yuchen, who was practicing on the side, followed.

One by one, the stones jumped over the pond and fell around the pavilion, and occasionally one or two fell into the pavilion, and Qiu Tang was already very happy. The hundredth stone, when Qiu Tang finished singing the last sentence, was thrown out, impartially, not forward, not backward, not left or right, just right, and fell in the wooden box.

"Uncle Shi! I threw it in! Qiu Tang shouted regardless of his image, so shocked that Huachen almost fell from the rockery into the pond.

"Little girl! You scared me to death, and there was no one to teach you. Huachen jumped off the rockery and had palpitations.

"Hmph, just your little bit of kung fu, you don't teach me." Yuchen said with a smile.

"Poof!" Seeing the two bickering, Qiu Tang accidentally laughed.

"You're smiling!" Yuchen and Huachen said in unison, "You finally laughed." Yuchen shook Qiu Tang's shoulder and hugged Qiu Tang into his arms. Feeling the warmth that had been lost for a long time, Qiu Tang couldn't help but shed tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Hua Chen, who was standing on the side, saw Qiu Tang crying again, pushed away Yuchen, and wiped Qiu Tang's tears with Yuchen's sleeve, "Did it hurt to throw too much of your arm?" Hua Chen hurriedly asked.

Qiu Tang shook his head slightly, his expression returned to calm, took half a step back, and fell to his knees: "Qiu Tang thanks Master and Uncle for the grace of reconstruction." As he spoke, he kowtowed to Yuchen and Huachen three times.

"Kid, get up." Huachen helped up Qiu Tang. He has taught Qiu Tang for so long, this is the first time he has seen Qiu Tang's heartfelt smile, and at this time, Hua Chen really felt that Qiu Tang is a fresh life with a soul.

"Qiu Tang, when you came, the master said to me that a master and apprentice is fate, since there is fate, I will teach each other. Who you were before has nothing to do with us, we just hope that what we teach you can really help you. Yuchen looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to be like water, and said seriously. The turbulent waves in the depths of Qiu Tang's pupils had betrayed her heart. Yuchen stretched out his hand and covered her eyes, "Eyes are the seedlings in the heart, and if you can hide your expression, you must also hide your eyes." Remember, in order for others to believe your word, you have to believe it yourself. ”

"Qiu Tang understands." At this time, Qiu Tang had regained complete calm, and his voice was sweet and elegant, so that people could not hear any superfluous feelings.

"Get out of here!" Hua Chen suddenly pushed away Yuchen, "What do you want to do!" Wouldn't it be good for her to be happy and be herself, and be what she is? Do you know how long I waited for her heartfelt smile?! Hua Chen's eyes were red.

"Uncle Shi." Qiu Tang was deeply blessed by Huachen and interrupted Huachen's roar. Qiu Tang got up and met Hua Chen's eyes with complicated emotions, Qiu Tang smiled lightly and said, "Uncle Shi, Qiu Tang wants to live." ”

Live, three words came out of Qiu Tang's mouth softly, but they slammed heavily on Hua Chen's heart, and he was at a loss. Hua Chen didn't dare to imagine what Qiu Tang had experienced, and he would rather live without a soul than live. What does it mean to Qiu Tang to live, Huachen can't figure it out.

"The hour is almost up, you go." Yuchen looked at Hua Chen, shook his head slightly, and sent Qiu Tang away.

Qiu Tang left for the two of them, and Hua Chen wanted to catch up and ask what was going on, but was stopped by Yuchen first. Hua Chen, who had nowhere to vent the stuffiness in his chest, made a move on Yuchen.

Qiu Tang slowly walked to the front hall, listening to the sound of the two fighting behind him, Qiu Tang's heart was like a knife. She thought that she would never have heartache again, but she didn't want to collapse because of a few words from Yuchen and Huachen. If you fall into the rivers and lakes, you are a thin person. She doesn't have a good kung fu body, she can make her not afraid of heaven and earth, she doesn't have sisters who can confide in her heart, she can let her talk about her heart, she doesn't have a strong backer, she can let herself be coquettish and willful. She only has one life, and she can't help it.

"Little beauty, come and let me take a good look." In the study in the back garden of Xue's mansion, Xue Bowen was chasing a seven or eight-year-old girl in disheveled clothes.

"Help!" The little girl avoided Xue Bowen in a panic and kept calling for help.

"It's so crisp, don't run." Xue Bowen's face was full of obscene smiles, and he completely lost his usual majesty.

"Ahh The little girl was not in a hurry to dodge, and was held in Xue Bowen's arms, which frightened her into a heart-rending scream.

"Master, the tea is ready." The housekeeper pushed open the door of Zhang An's house and placed a huge teapot on the table.

"Untie them all down and bring them in." Zhang An looked at the teapot and said.

The teeth of the people tied to the pillars were untied and brought to the house, where they were tortured by long torture and interrogation, and hunger and pain had long since tormented the people without human appearance.

"I'm sorry, everybody. We are arresting a key criminal of the imperial court, and now it has been ascertained that this person has escaped from the mausoleum, and everyone has suffered in the past few days. I, Zhang An, have made amends to you. Zhang An said with a deep salute, "I know all the pain on your body, so I specially ordered someone to cook medicinal tea for you, this medicinal tea is brought from the palace, no matter what the injury, it will be good to drink it for two days." Now each person can drink a bowl, which is considered to be reparation. After speaking, Zhang An ordered the family to pour tea.

The people haven't eaten or drunk for a few days, and at this time, they don't care if the medicinal tea can cure the disease, and if they have saliva to drink, it is a great gift. The people took the bowl from the family's hand, and drank it cleanly in one gulp.

Seeing that the tea was finished, Zhang An smiled slightly: "Everyone can go back." For all that you have suffered, I, Zhang An, once again make amends. After speaking, he gave a deep salute.

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person when you reach out, not to mention the medicinal tea to treat the injury, the people living at the bottom don't care if they are beaten or not, and now they hear that they can leave, and they all leave the Xue Mansion one by one.

"Abba ......"

"Aba, Abba ......"

The early morning of Lingcheng was awakened by strange sounds, and for some reason, many mutes covered in blood appeared on the streets of Lingcheng overnight. These mutes were screaming in the streets, and when they stopped people, they pointed at their blood-stained faces, and their bloody faces frightened people's hearts, and the once quiet morning became a chicken, a dog, and a scream.

"The big trouble has been removed, why is the master still depressed?" Yue Shumei sat next to Zhang Qingyan with the freshly brewed tea.

"The housekeeper sent a letter from Lingcheng, but I still couldn't find the girl this time, they all said that they cut the grass and eradicated the roots, but now they haven't done it clean, which is always a heart disease of mine." Zhang Qingyan rubbed his frown and said.

"What should I be, you are a big man, how can you be so indecisive when things happen." Yue Shumei sneered.

"As Madame sees?" Facing Yue Shumei, who was dancing with a gun, Zhang Qingyan was still a little jealous, this was a more insidious and vicious character than him.

"By me? If it were me, I would have slaughtered the Lingcheng, let her have great ability, and never let her climb out of the Lingcheng for half a step. ”