Outside the courtyard, the river is turbulent, with dense reeds on both sides, and a fishing boat floats on the river, swinging leisurely on the water. Ju Huo's heart sank: Master, where did she go?! Will...... A layer of fine and dense cold sweat oozed from Ju Huo's back, and his whole heart rose to his throat.

Last night the situation was critical, and the footsteps downstairs were approaching. Ju Huo made a quick decision, and after staying and breaking off, as for the master, he was pushed into the wardrobe by her at the last moment, and the wardrobe in the room was connected to the secret passage of the other bedroom, when Ju Huo and the black-clothed killer fought, that time was enough for the master to get out, but why, the master who should also appear in this small courtyard was nowhere to be seen?

Ju Huo walked down the river top-heavy. The canopy boat on the river fluttered over, and the boatman asked in a local accent, "Girl, do you want to take a boat?" Ju Huo's hair rose instantly, her eyes narrowed, and she said sweetly to the boatman: "Uncle, if you want it, I want to go to the other side of the river." ”

The boat staggered to the river, and Ju Huo jumped on board. The boatman held the penny in his hand, and the canopy boat swung leisurely towards the water. Ju Huo stabilized his body and said in a proficient dialect: "Uncle has been holding up the boat for a few years, do you know the family just now?" ”

The uncle grinned innocently, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Ju Huo's hair stood on end, and her figure retreated sharply, and in the flash of light, the boatman raised her gun, and she just flashed into the cabin. "Bang-" A gunshot rang out, followed by a "poof-" sound of falling water, Ju Huo's heart had not yet been put down, and the cold metallic texture was against her temples......

The sunny silk blows to the idle courtyard, and the spring is like a line. Stopped for a long time, didn't steal half of the flowers, and the colorful clouds were off. How can I show my whole body in the boudoir.

You Dao Cuisheng gave birth to a skirt and a skirt, and a bright crystal hairpin and eight treasures. Do you know that my lifelong hobby is natural? Just three springs are good and no one can see them, and if you don't watch out for the noise of sinking fish and geese and birds, you will be afraid of the shy flowers and the moon flowers trembling. Gallery gold dust is half scattered. The pond is mossy and green. Treading the grass is afraid of mud and new embroidered socks, and cherishing the flowers hurts the little golden bell. If you don't go to the garden, how can you know that spring is as promised?

The servants on the stage were singing "Drunk Fu Gui", the woman in the costume stretched her water sleeves, walked gracefully, and listened to the guests in the audience with a fascinated face.

"Bang bang bang-" Several gunshots rang out one after another, and the theater garden suddenly screamed, countless guests rushed to the exit, the bustling flow of people, screams, angry scolding, and cries were endless, and the tables and chairs were knocked to the ground horizontally.

She put away the gun in her sleeve, how surprised she was when she received the letter, and how desperate she was in her heart now. Really...... Sure enough, it was just a hoax.

She closed the door of the box on the second floor, lowered the brim of the cap on her head, and hurried downstairs, no different from the panicked crowd of people who ran away. And in the door she closed, there were three corpses, a woman and two men.

There was a car parked on the street, and when she saw Auntie coming out, she immediately opened the door: "Miss, where are you going now?" Huang Zhong personally waited in the car to answer it.

"Go to Rakumei-an." Auntie's voice was as cold as ice, these people actually dared to lie to her with Jinrun, she must make them pay the price!

Auntie and Huang Zhong went up the hill along the path, and in an abandoned courtyard, seven or eight big men were guarding the courtyard, and the open space was piled up with all kinds of lethal weapons, including Hanyang-made rifles, Degalev light machine guns, and Makqin machine guns, and all kinds of guns were piled up in three large boxes.

In the center of the courtyard, two big men pressed a forty-year-old bhikshuni, the nun was wearing a white-washed monk's robe, and her delicate facial features revealed a bit of holiness and compassion, which made people feel good at first sight.

Hearing a knock on the door, one of the big men held a revolver against the crack in the door and asked, "Who?!" Huang Zhong lowered his voice and coughed: "Heaven and earth bet!" ”

The door of the courtyard swiped open, and Huang Zhong and Chang'e flashed in. The big men put down the guns in their hands, and the head of the squad walked out of the room: "Boss Huang." ”

Huang Zhong waved his hand and introduced the woman beside him: "This is my niece, who came to join me." As he spoke, he took Chang'e into the hall.

Qiao San wiped the two chairs in the hall with his sleeves, and looked at the girl who was following Huang Zhong out of the corner of his eyes, the girl looked young, wearing a plaid shirt on her upper body, a vest of the same color inside, a black knee-length windbreaker on the outside, neat trousers and military boots on her feet, sunglasses on her face, and a shiny green silk hidden in her cap, wrapping herself tightly. But the girl's exposed half of the chin was as white as jade, as if it had its own soft light, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. Although he was very curious about Boss Huang's niece, Qiao San didn't dare to look at it, and respectfully invited the two of them to sit down and report the news to Huang Zhong in the past few days.

"Boss, it was the people of the Qing Gang who attacked us last night, I don't know which one leaked the news, and now the people on the road know that we are secretly funding Hongmen, Feng Xiao has issued a killing order, who can take your head, he will reward 100,000 oceans."

When Huang Zhong heard this, a cold and disgusting smile appeared on his resolute face: "Did the Tsing Yi Society make a move?" ”

Qiao San was frightened by his smile, and hurriedly lowered his head: "Just at five o'clock this morning, all the forces of the Qing Gang in Suzhou City were taken away by Hongmen. ”

Huang Zhong slapped the table fiercely, and the ruthlessness in his eyebrows and eyes was very contrary to his elegant temperament: "Since the Tsing Yi Society is so useless, you find someone to speak, who can kill Feng Xiao, I will not only reward 200,000 oceans, but also give an additional dyeing workshop." ”

"The boss is generous!" Qiao San was shocked, but his face did not leak at all, and he gave a thumbs up in admiration.

Huang Zhong ignored his whiskers and ordered Qiao San: "Go and bring someone in for me." ”

As soon as the words landed, Qiao San answered "yes", he waved his hand outside the courtyard, and immediately two big men pressed the bhikshuni in.

The nun was pinned to the ground, and one of the big men kicked her viciously before removing the veil from her mouth.

The nun immediately shouted, "In broad daylight, are you kidnapping a monk and not afraid of falling into the hell of Abi after death?" ”

Hearing this, Qiao San showed a cruel smile on his face, and said viciously: "Lynx, teach this thief and nun the rules." ”

"Yes, Boss!" The big man wore white gloves and took out a knife from his body, and his cold and hard face looked very fierce: "Good monks, Lao Tzu likes to get out of the family the most." As he spoke, he gruffly grasped the nun's wrist, and the tip of the knife ran down the cyan tendon.

The nun struggled as hard as she could, but she couldn't match the strength of the big man, and let out a scream. Blood splattered, but the big man was unmoved, he showed a flattering smile to Huang Zhong and Qiao San: "Boss, the subordinate has a very good skill in skinning, do you want to let the young lady avoid it?" ”

When the nun heard this, she rolled her eyes in fright, and she fainted completely.

Immediately, a big man carried a basin of cold water and splashed her head to wake her up, and the nun screamed and struggled violently......

Two big men held her down, and another big man pulled out a sharp dagger, the cold blade opening along the clothes on the nun's back and cutting into the flesh......

The nun screamed in pain and suddenly raised her head, but her eyes full of pain and hatred did not look at Huang Zhong, but the woman sitting under Huang Zhong, her lips squirmed, and she trembled and said a word: "The river has a sound, the bank is broken for a thousand feet, the mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water falls out." The geometry of the sun and the moon, and the rivers and mountains cannot be recognized. ”

As soon as the nun's voice fell, almost at the same time, Auntie got up from the chair in a gaffe, and even stumbled a little, her heart shook so loudly that her ears were ringing, and she could barely hear her own voice: "What do you say! What did you say! ”

The nun changed her panic and fear just now, she had a crying face, and there was contempt in her eyes that was completely different from the fragile expression: "Why does the young lady ask knowingly, I'm afraid you are the only one here who can understand!" ”

Xiao'e's body weakened and sat down on the chair, Huang Zhong glanced at her worriedly, Xiao'e just waved her hand, as if she had been drained of all her strength, she tried her best to control it, not letting a trace of tremor leak out of her voice: "Let people go." At this moment, the overwhelming despair made her almost dying.

Qiao Sanhu glanced at Huang Zhong suspiciously, but Huang Zhong just waved his hand: "Take people down, and you will go down too." ”

Qiao San led his men out and closed the door with great eyes. There was no light in the room, the light dimmed instantly, and her hand stroked her forehead, and her dark and thick eyelashes hung down, casting a small fan-shaped shadow on her white jade-like face, just enough to cover the fragility in her eyes, and the past affection slipped through her fingers like flowing water, no matter how difficult she was to let go, it was all in vain.

After about two minutes, ten minutes, or maybe a century, Chang'e cleaned up all the last touch of weak emotions, and the gaze that fell on Huang Zhong was not angry and arrogant: "Uncle Huang, did you already know......" There was a touch of self-deprecation in her voice, I don't know if she was laughing at her naïve infatuation or the cruelty of the impermanence of the world.

"Miss, forgive." Huang Zhong bowed down very calmly and admitted his mistake, he didn't expect to hide it from the eldest lady.

"You're not wrong, I'm too emotional." Auntie pulled her lips weakly, and a pair of starry eyes dimmed and shattered into ice slag: "It's my wishful thinking, she is no longer the Jinrun of the past, I, I am not the ...... of the past"

Huang Zhong watched her grow up, and couldn't bear to see her so sad, so he interrupted her regardless of the difference between the master and the servant: "Miss! If I say something that I shouldn't say, Miss Jin, she can't blame you, you're not wrong. At the end of the day, it's just that you and she have different positions. ”

Chang'e knew that Huang Zhong's words were just reassuring her heart, where they were separated, where was the position, it was clearly a human life, it was his life! The knuckles of her fingers were pale, and her heart was filled with fine numb pain, like a pinprick at her.