When the wine shop closed, Dugu Huang was already drunk and lying on the table, Jiang Qihan originally wanted to help him kindly, but when he saw that the wine was spilled all over him, he just fell on a plate of dishes, Jiang Qihan simply ignored him, paid and left.

"This guest officer, the ...... lying on the table" Xiao Er looked at Duguhuang who was unconscious, and looked at Jiang Qihan in embarrassment.

Jiang Qihan's expression seemed to remember something, and he hurriedly took out some silver and handed it to Xiao Er, "I don't know where he lives, give you these silvers, and he will hand them over to you." With that, he walked away.

Walking to the intersection, Fu Xin flew over from nowhere, and said with a solemn face: "Pavilion Master, you finally came out, I thought you were drunk by that kid from Duguhuang, and I was about to go in to find you." ”

Jiang Qihan gave him a strange look, "Have you been following me today?" ”

"I don't think Duguhuang is reliable, and I'm afraid that you will be in danger, so I took it upon myself to follow, but I've been watching from afar." Fu Xin hurriedly explained.

"......" Jiang Qihan suddenly showed a sad expression.

Fu Xin's eyes widened, thinking that he had done something wrong, and said with some worry: "What's the matter, Pavilion Master?" ”

Jiang Qihan shook his head, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Fu Xin looked at Jiang Qihan's somewhat lonely back, and felt that today's pavilion master was a little strange.

They gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle of the night market, and walked to a remote place, where a father and son approached.

"Dad, you always say that you have to do something and not do something, and in order to do one thing well, you have to give up another thing, but I don't think that's right. If we all try to do one thing and don't try another, how can we know that you don't have talent for another? The young son said.

The old father patted his son's head hard, glared and said, "Tell you to study hard, you think about these things all day long, what's so good about practicing martial arts, can you hold a knife and stick with your thin arms and legs?" Just have a three-legged cat kung fu to protect yourself! ”

"Ouch! Dad, why can't I hold it, look at you! So saying, the young son began to dance with his sword.

"Let's go, go home, don't be embarrassed outside!" The old father tugged at his son's ears and walked away.

When Fu Xin turned around, he saw Jiang Qihan standing motionless behind him, his eyes kept staring at the father and son, his mouth was lightly opened, and his eyes had a sadness that almost wanted to break people's hearts. That expression was especially heavy on the face that should have been warm.

Could it be that the pavilion master thought that he was suffering from a strange illness and could not practice martial arts?

Fu Xin hurriedly ran over, slowed down his voice and said, "Pavilion Master, it's cold at night, let's go back." ”

"Okay." Jiang Qihan retracted his gaze, and the emotion in his eyes quickly disappeared, so fast that Fu Xin thought that he had just seen it wrong.

Back in Qihua Valley, Jiang Qihan turned into a solemn look again, and when he talked about the matter of Qianji Tower, there was always a trace of gloom between his eyebrows.

"Pavilion Master, I've checked, there is no secret place on the Jinda Chamber of Commerce, and the secret weapon shouldn't be there." Fu Xin reported the situation he had found out these days to Jiang Qihan.

"There is no Qingwumen, it is very likely that she is in the helm of Qianjilou, but why did you meet her in Qingwumen......" Jiang Qihan frowned and pondered.

"Whom?" Fu Xin couldn't help but ask.

"I met Xiao Qi in Qingwumen, she seems to be looking for something."

Fu Xin was surprised: "How can she ...... Isn't she also the eyeliner of the Tianxuan Sect? ”

Jiang Qihan raised his head and quickly denied: "No, she won't do such a thing." He suddenly thought of something, and then said to Fu Xin: "You go and check on Yu Mingyang, and see who he has frequent contact with." I was a little skeptical of him. ”

Fu Xin cupped his cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Pavilion Master really doesn't consider the words of the Deputy Pavilion Master to cooperate with the Tianxuan Sect?" ”

"Huh?" Jiang Qihan glanced at him lightly, put the book in his hand back on the shelf and put it away, "Tianxuan Sect is not trustworthy, although they seem to have the same purpose as us, but I still don't know what Gao Li is and what he wants to do." If we cooperate rashly, I am afraid that it will be us who will suffer. So we have to find the secret weapon before they do. ”

Fu Xin nodded, feeling that what Jiang Qihan said was very reasonable.

"Oh, by the way, tomorrow you can send someone to help me send this to Rongxi Manor. Last time, the owner gave me a book, and I should return the favor. Jiang Qihan said and handed a medical book to Fu Xin.

Fu Xin's face was shocked, "Isn't Rongxi Manor in the spice business, could it be that their owner still understands medicine?" Fu Xin looked at the book in his hand and wondered.

"The owner said that he has admired people who practice medicine since he was a child, and he is also quite interested in medical skills, but unfortunately he suffers from eye disease and cannot do anything for people."

Fu Xin flipped through the book, which was densely packed with Jiang Qihan's annotations and handwriting, and couldn't help but admire Jiang Qihan's seriousness, and saw that the first page of the book had two big characters written on it, "Jiang Rong", he hurriedly smacked his tongue and said: "Pavilion Master, this book won't be won back from the Jiang Valley Lord when you were a child, right?" ”

"Well, that's it." Jiang Qihan smiled, and there was a childlike smile in his shallow eyes.

I remember when he was a child, he made a bet with Jiang Rong, who was more powerful in Feng Xi or Jiang Rong's light skills, and let the two of them compete to fly from the pavilion to the other side of the lake, Jiang Qihan bet that Feng Xi won, but Jiang Rong really lost, so he gave him this book. After a long time, Jiang Qihan knew that Jiang Rong deliberately lost to Feng Xi, in fact, his light skills had already reached the point of being superb, just like his medical skills at that time, no one could surpass him. If Jiang Rong is still alive, it is estimated that the name of this doctor in the world will not fall on his head.

That book is Jiang Rong's treasure before his death, which records the peerless miracle medicines of various countries and regions, although it has been a certain year, it is still well preserved. Jiang Qihan also cherishes it very much.

When Fu Xin saw that this book was framed as if it were new, he knew that it was precious, so he felt sorry for Jiang Qihan, "The pavilion master really wants to give it away?" ”

Jiang Qihan's expression was faint, and he didn't regret it, "I've read all the contents in it, and it's useless to keep it." I had a speculative conversation with the owner, and since he liked it, I gave it to him. ”

"Yes, then I'll have someone bring it tomorrow." After Fu Xin finished speaking, he retreated.

Jiang Qihan paced to the bookshelf, his bony fingers lightly swiped over the rows of books, and finally landed on a worn-out book, he paused and took out the book.

It was a yellowed book with some transcripts on it. Jiang Qihan suddenly fell into a long memory.

"Daddy......" a dull and astringent voice came out of his mouth, and his lips trembled a little in the dim light.

"Qihan, dad is sorry for you...... The entire Jiang family is sorry for you, and I'm sorry for your mother...... The road ahead will be for you to walk alone...... Don't be ...... like your dad."

The voice echoed behind him, as if it was far and near, floating in the air.

Jiang Qi turned around suddenly, and the room was empty, only the candle flame on the table was gently flickering. The light in his light brown eyes flickered like a candle flame, and then slowly fell silent into an endless darkness.

A vague smile reappeared on his lips, and a shadow fell on his handsome face.

"I'm sorry for me, it's not you, it's that person...... One day, I will let him lose everything and pay back everything I have lost. Slow and powerful, his voice was a little gloomy in the silence of the room, as if it were coming from someone else.

Outside, I don't know who played the flute, distant and sad. Since Jiang Qihan went to live in Qihua Valley, he would hear this flute every night, and every time he played this tune. He walked out of the room, followed the sound of the flute to the pavilion in the lake, and saw a woman standing in the pavilion. He hurriedly stepped forward.

Hearing the rustling footsteps, the woman turned around, saw Jiang Qihan, and smiled: "Qihan, why haven't you rested yet, did I disturb you?" ”

The woman is thirty-five or sixteen years old, combing her tasseled bun, and her appearance is beautiful and gentle, not losing back then.

Jiang Qihan shook his head and said softly, "No, Aunt Qing'er, I just thought this song was very good, so I came out to see who was playing." ”

Qing'er looked at the flute in her hand, looked up and smiled, "Do you like it too?" It's a sad song, and I don't think you young people like it! ”

Jiang Qihan laughed, "As long as it sounds good, whether it's joyful or sad, I like it." When I was young, I loved to listen to cheerful songs, but as I grew older, I liked those sad, regretful, and broken things more and more, and I always felt that the more unsatisfactory things were, the more precious they were, which resonated with me, and it may be that my mood has changed with age. ”

Qing'er was a little stunned by his words, and then twisted her eyebrows slightly, as if to persuade, "Qihan, you are still young, it may not be a good thing to always like these things." ”

"Aunt Qing'er, you misunderstood, I like these things not because I'm pessimistic, on the contrary, my mentality has always been positive. When you're in a good mood, no matter how sad the song is, it won't be affected. Although the song that my aunt is playing now has a mournful meaning, I can hear that my aunt's mood is not sad about it, am I right? Jiang Qihan smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth and looked at the people in the pavilion.

"You're right, I'm not sad. This piece was played by the lord of Jiangrong Valley for Miss Fengxi back then, I thought they were a pair made in heaven, but unfortunately later the creation made people, Miss Fengxi married the young head of the jade fan door Yu Qinghan, the day Miss Fengxi got married, the lord of Jiangrong Valley made this song. I just thought it was good, so I played it on the flute. Qing'er explained the origin of this song.

Jiang Qihan lowered his eyes and thought slightly: "Aunt Qing'er thinks that it is a pity that Aunt Fengxi marries Yu Qinghan?" ”

"Huh? No, Miss Fengxi and the head of the jade family are naturally in love, but the Jiangrong Valley Lord is too pitiful. Qing'er sighed.

A complicated look flashed in Jiang Qihan's eyes, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Pity? But she didn't hear it.

Jiang Qihan smiled slightly, "Can Aunt Qing'er teach me to play this tune?" ”

"Absolutely! But this is a love song in which a man expresses his thoughts to a woman, is Qi Han going to play it for his sweetheart? The lover covered her mouth and teased.

Jiang Qihan didn't look embarrassed at all, he lowered his head slightly, a person's face flashed in his mind, and he replied vaguely: "Sweetheart...... Even if it is. ”