Nanqiang was paralyzed on the ground, and a sound of small and broken footsteps poured out from all directions.

Nanqiang pulled out his short sword and wiped the blood with the rags in his hand.

Huaiqing looked at the menacing person, and his voice was empty: "We are also passing by, passing by." ”

Nanqiang glanced at the man whose bones had been broken and handed him the long sword back.

"Lord Yan......" The man glanced at Nanqiang, then turned his head weakly to look at the man who took the lead, his face was pale.

Nan Qiang glanced back, as if he was joking: "Lord Yan......"

Nanqiang paused: "Then bother Lord Yan to bring people back to check well, it's best to stew Baiteng Pavilion in a pot, and the master is here to thank Lord Yan for his kindness." ”

Yan Song looked at Nan Qiang's back in the distance, and said coldly: "Bring people back to the secret spy department." ”

In the inn room, Bai Zhi brought another basin of warm water, twisted a dry handkerchief and wiped the coagulated plasma on Nanqiang's neck.

Bai Zhi looked at the big mouthful, frowned in distress, took out the gold sore medicine and carefully applied the medicine to Nanqiang, she felt pain, Nanqiang looked at Huaiqing without saying a word.

Huaiqing took a sip of tea and continued: "That person's name is Yan Song, and he is the proud disciple of the head of the secret spy department. Holding the secrets of the secret spy department, he strangled and cleared the minions of Baiteng Pavilion. ”

"Then you say so, this secret spy division and Baiteng Pavilion are still mortal enemies?"

"At most, it is an officer and a thief, and the secret spy department investigates the case, if we ordinary people encounter it, this is not a good thing. I advise you, don't rush in the future, otherwise, whether it's Baiteng Pavilion or the Secret Spy Division, I can't afford to provoke both. ”

Bai Zhi applied medicine to Nanqiang and wrapped it in gauze: "Yes, son, the little one thinks that what the Xuanxu Daoist said is right." ”

Huaiqing looked at Bai Zhi: "Look at it, the little guy around you is more transparent than you." ”

In the middle of the night, dark clouds covered the moon.

In the early morning of the next day, pedestrians on the street held oil-paper umbrellas, and Bai Zhi held an umbrella with roast chicken in her hand, and a lot of water stains dripped on her shoulders, and the water droplets on her exposed forehead slid down the bridge of the nose of the flat tower.

Bai Zhi patted the water stain and ran to the inn wing.

Nanqiang sat under the windowsill, the hot tea on the table still smoking.

"Childe, the county lord and Sister Lingsu have sent a letter."

Nanqiang folded his legs and held tea: "Sister Lingsu, your name is intimacy, has she ever been to you?" What kind of sister is this? ”

Bai Zhi muttered: "Sister Lingsu has a cold temperament, but she is really good to treat the slave maid." ”

When she was young, she took the blame for Nanqiang, and every time Lingsu presided over justice for her.

Nanqiang snorted, reached out to take the letter, and opened Lingsu's envelope.

The letter was concise and to the point, with only two big words: "Peace." ”

Nanqiang pondered for a long time, whether she was reporting her own safety, or wishing her safety.

Nanqiang let out a long sigh: "Her wooden pimple must be a report for her safety." It's good or good, it's good to be safe. ”

The tail of Nanqiang's words was elongated, Nanqiang took Nan Zhao's letter, and when the envelope was halfway opened, Nanqiang's hand stopped.

After a long time, Nanqiang spread out the letter: "My sister Ah Qiang, Sister is all fine in the army, Daddy and Auntie are all in Beijing, Beijing is different from Nanhuai, remember to restrain your temperament in everything, don't provoke right and wrong, cause trouble, and risk your safety." When I calm down the bandits, I will bring you a good horse back to Nanhuai. ”

Nanqiang folded the letter and sighed melancholy, Bai Zhi saw this and asked, "Did the county lord tell the young lady to restrain her temper more and not cause trouble." ”

Nan Qiang glanced at Bai Zhi, and Bai Zhi smiled proudly.

Outside the house, it was drizzling, and Nanqiang stared out the window.

In the Baiteng Pavilion, Liyuan sat in the screen, the water in the room was faint, and the woman outside the screen was standing, holding her breath and concentrating.

"Snow Slave."

"The servant is here." Ruxue lowered her head slightly, and her dancôme-coated nails were embedded in the flesh of her palms.

Liyuan's voice was elegant: "This operation failed, and I broke a powerful person, and such a mistake was made again, alarming the loyal leader, and at that time, even if it was me, I would not be able to protect you." ”

Ruxue trembled, and her voice trembled: "The servant is guilty, this time the slave miss is related to the boy and the Taoist, the pavilion master, they even harmed my Baiteng Pavilion to lose two subordinates, and the servant asked the pavilion master to give a strangulation order and strangle the two with all his might." ”

Liyuan's voice was faint: "I know that the slave is your sister, and you have hatred in your heart, since this is the case, you can go." ”

Ruxue stepped out of the pavilion, clasped his hands tightly, and clenched his back molars.

If he had known that he was a scourge, he should not have let him go that day.

Nanqiang sneezed, rubbed his nose, and Huaiqing walked in with a jar of wine.

"The affairs of the Gao family, you have to slow down for the time being."

Nanqiang was displeased: "Slow down, isn't it just a Baiteng Pavilion, a few three-legged cat kung fu people can't even kill the master." ”

Huaiqing shook his robe: "Three-legged cat kung fu? Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang with disdain: "Heh, I don't know who almost died in Huangquan last night." ”

Huaiqing uncorked the wine and poured a bowl of wine for Nanqiang: "Peach blossom brew." The town store signboard of the Kyoto Tori sake fragrance shop. ”

Nanqiang smelled it, peach blossom brewing, she brewed a lot, and only dug a few jars in the spring of this year. gave a few jars to her sister, and asked her mother to bring a few jars into Beijing, I don't know if her sister-in-law drank it.

Nanqiang put the wine on the tip of his nose and smelled it, with a faint peach blossom fragrance.

Huaiqing continued: "How did you escape under the lame seven eyelids that night? ”

"The young master is so good at martial arts, can't he get out under the nose of a blind man?"

Huaiqing leaned his face over, and Nanqiang swallowed his saliva, staggering.

Huaiqing said sharply: "Just your kung fu, you can pay it back, what kind of character is the lame seven, asking you to kill is like pinching an ant to death." ”

Nanqiang is not happy, these days Huaiqing thinks about the most, is that she Nanqiang is like an ant, any cat or dog can take her life.

Huaiqing saw that Nanqiang was about to scold, and his face immediately changed.

"Although your martial arts are not good, you are better than clever, insidious and cunning."

Huaiqing sat down, looked at the drizzle outside the window, and said coldly: "You really don't plan to leave Kyoto." ”

Nanqiang drank a little or two, and was ambitious: "If you don't go, the little master of Baiteng Pavilion can still be afraid that he won't succeed." ”

Huai Qingfeng's eyes drooped, and he picked up the bowl: "Good wine." ”

After a few cups, Nanqiang's face turned crimson, and he was still smiling stupidly.

Huaiqing clenched his fists, then released it again, carried Nanqiang back to the bed, covered the quilt, and sat alone on the table looking at the half-open windowsill.

Bai Zhi came in with the wine and food, saw Nanqiang who was asleep, and glanced at Huaiqing.

"You sleep in the next room tonight, and if you hear any movement, don't come out."

Bai Zhi's pupils dilated, and she stammered: "Dao...... Dao Chief, no, it's not appropriate, right? ”

Bai Zhi glanced at Nanqiang on the bed, and her heart jumped.

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, this dry wood fire, in case ......

Bai Zhi frowned and looked at Huaiqing again, didn't the Taoist know that her young lady was a daughter, and staying by their side all the time was to covet her young lady's body?

Isn't that a hypocrite, a womanizer?!

Bai Zhi's expression was complex and changeable, and Huaiqing saw through Bai Zhi's pickled thoughts at a glance.

"Then you take care of him, and Poor Dao will go back first."