The next morning, Siming just woke up, washed his face with cold water, and was about to go back to the inn to eat some of his usual breakfast, but saw an envelope stuffed in the crack of the door, and reached out to take it, something strange.

Almost tore open the envelope, a hairpin made of nanmu, it was used, and a piece of letter paper, which happened to be carried in half, Siming protected his heart, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, and then opened his eyes to look around, there was nothing else.

She was only half a head shorter than Siming, and every time she turned around and walked forward, she used some old Nanmu hairpins, which happened to appear in Siming's eyes. When he looked down again, the hairpin disappeared again, and only the snow-white neck could be seen exposed, and then it appeared again, and disappeared again, like a beating rabbit.

Siming held the hairpin tightly, and then looked at the poor letter paper, put it together, and was writing 'If you want to see someone, come to the east dock.' This was the first time she appeared in front of Siming after she disappeared, and the corners of Siming's mouth just grinned, and she put it down again, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

After a long time, Siming left from the door, walked to the room, knocked on the door that was useless, and said inside, "Thank you Brother Cong Wu for following me all the way, I am fine, brother can leave on his own, don't waste time for me." ”

It was surprisingly quiet in the wing, and after a while, a cold snort came out, as if it sounded in Siming's ears, "I can leave if I want to go, I can stay if I want to, when will you make arrangements." ”

"Then thank you Brother Cong Wu for your love." After saying that, Siming went out again, ate breakfast casually on the side of the road, stopped a carriage, and went to the dock.

July is hot, August is not yang, Siming has not had time to feel the scorching summer of Baidi City, and it is almost autumn, this time back, the city is already full of things and people. Some revenge has to be avenged, and some people have to catch it again, and the owner of the hairpin is the only one who Siming doesn't want her to go at all, even if her heart has changed.

On the east side of the dock, if there are no ships coming, there are only a few people, or they can't bear the pain of waiting at home, or they are looking for some chance to pass by here, and Siming happens to be outside of these two.

Not long after, someone came over to ask Siming to come over, Siming smiled bitterly, he should have expected that it would not be her, but he was very disappointed at this time, so he had to follow the man all the way.

Two or three miles away from the wharf, there is a small street, gathered to come and go, it is an extremely chaotic place, the locals often stay away, only the workers who work at the wharf occasionally come here to cushion their stomachs, but they also quickly return to the wharf to find a quiet place to rest.

Siming followed the man to the end of the street, stopped in front of a closed gate, and the man answered the slogan and led Siming in through the side door.

If you are really cautious, why bother setting up a point on this crowded street, it must be a place to walk at night.

It was the height of the sun, and as soon as the little door was closed, it was as if the room had entered another world, and it was pitch black, with only a faint light shining through the cracks in the wooden planks. Siming got used to it for a long time, and he could barely see something like a shadow moving.

"Wang Dongjia, don't come to harm." The sound sounded familiar, after all, I had only been together for half a month not long ago.

It turned out to be him, and I don't know where he got the hairpin from, preferably on the northwest mountain, otherwise there is no need to do this transaction again.

"Li Dongjia, since you are here, why don't you go to the Ma family to sit down, go to this small place to wronged yourself, let our owner know, and I'm afraid you will blame me." Siming didn't plan to tear his face with Li Ming, but he couldn't help but be weird, who let him put the bait without any sweetness.

"You..." Li Ming ate the turtle, this is pretending to be confused, and said with a cold face, "Don't do this with me, if it weren't for you, I would have run to this shabby place and eat garbage for more than a month, and today can be regarded as letting you fall into my hands." ”

Li Mingzhen felt that this month had finally come to an end, took two steps forward, and said with some pride, "When I was on the boat, I said that this has been a hero since ancient times, and they didn't believe it, but in the end they still let me say it." ”

Siming didn't reply to him, and if that was the case then, there wouldn't be anything like this.

Li Ming thought that he had said that he had said that he had reached the sore spot, and took two more steps, and before he could get close to Siming's body, a thin needle that was almost invisible pierced through the crack in the wood and nailed directly to the pillar on the side. Li Ming covered his face, squatted down, and almost howled, "What did you do, my face hurts so much." ”

Si Ming said in the direction where the fine needle came from, "Thank you brother for your kindness." Then he took out a handkerchief from his arms, pulled the thin needle off the pillar, shook it in front of Li Ming's eyes, and said, "I heard that this poison came from the Western Regions, and Li Dongjia is familiar with this feeling?" ”

Li Ming thought to himself in his mind for a while, and begged for mercy, "Dongjia, Brother Wang, I was wrong, can you give me the antidote." "It's all gone, and the way you look at winning just now is gone.

Siming didn't reply to him, but asked, "What about people." ”

"Who?" Li Ming came to Si Ming, and was afraid of the needle again, so he hurriedly took two steps back and said, "Those three guys were accidentally killed by their subordinates, and the woman from the Hundred Beasts Hall is still there, very strong, the brothers haven't moved yet, and I will send Brother Wang to the mansion tonight." ”

Siming frowned, so as not to waste any more time, and said, "That woman doesn't need it, give me the letter from her." ”

Li Ming was a little embarrassed and said, "Isn't that what Brother Wang wrote himself, what else do you have to do." ”

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Burn, I won't keep this kind of thing."

"Really burned?"

Li Ming quickly weakened his breath and said, "It's really burned, so many brothers look at it, if there is a little lie." "Hiss, there was another pain in his face, and he felt that he was going to die in the next moment.

Siming continued to ask as if he hadn't seen it, "What's the matter with the wooden hairpin?" ”

Finally came to the topic, Li Ming said, "It was given by the family in the northwest." ”

Although Siming had guessed earlier, he was not very sure, if he didn't take the initiative to show that he was implicated, he couldn't really know the relationship between them, this family was really ruthless, and he sent people here with all his heart, which made Siming feel sorry for her a little.

"Let them talk for themselves, my door is always open." After Siming finished speaking, he didn't hesitate at all, turned around and left, and Li Ming, who stayed behind, shouted the antidote. Siming grinned, threw a medicine bottle filled with water to Li Ming, and said, "Drink it, and you will be fine after half a day." ”

Siming went back to the dock and beckoned a carriage to go to Bihua Pavilion, and after a while, a man fell on the roof of the carriage, sitting cross-legged, so frightened that the coachman almost drove the cart into the field.

Siming calmed down the coachman for a while. The man came down from the top again and sat with Siming, still cross-legged and his eyes closed.

"Thank you Brother Cong just now." As he spoke, he wiped the thin needle just now with a handkerchief and handed it to Shi Congwu. In the bright light, you can see that this is a silver needle, not blackened, but there are still some reddish pieces on Siming's handkerchief, like the spicy food that Shu people love to eat.

Shi Congwu was not polite, but said, "Don't use the bronze mirror to reflect the light next time, there is nothing wrong with the needle under my hand." ”

Saying this, Siming laughed and said, "Ah Pan is also coming back soon, why don't you go together?" ”

"Leave it to me."

"Yes, I would like to thank Brother Cong Wu for saving your life today, and I will definitely say a few kind words for you in front of Zeng Ling another day."

mentioned Zeng Ling, Shi Congwu was a little unhappy, and said, "What does it have to do with her, you don't have to trouble her." After saying that, he waited for a while, and then said, "Don't look for death, she will always be sad." ”

"Well, she's kind."

The two stopped talking and followed the carriage all the way to Bihua Pavilion. Ah Wu came out and followed, but it was the owner and another man he didn't know, who hurriedly led the person inside, arranged the wine and food, and then went to the backyard.

When he arrived, he found that Siming was cleaning up the calligraphy and paintings scattered on the ground, so he hurriedly went over and took a hand, and said a little embarrassedly, "Boss, I'll come, I'm too busy these days." ”

"It's okay, let Mother Wang boil some hot water, I'll take a bath and go to Ma's house."

Hearing this, Ah Wu was a little happy, the owner was finally normal again, and finally he didn't have to worry about it anymore, so he hurriedly went out to explain, and went to the stable to feed the horse again.

After walking for ten years, Siming has never felt so strange, the mountains are no longer the mountains they used to be, and the people are not the people they used to be. On the way back, Siming thought about many things over the years in his head, and some things suddenly became easier to explain, no wonder he wanted to guard me like this.

Get out of the car and knock on the door, it is still the door that the old butler has come to open.

"Steward Lin, is Uncle Ma here?" I also want to call you Uncle Ma.

Steward Lin looked embarrassed, and said a little awkwardly, "The master is deliberating, please wait for the Wang Dongjia first." "I ate a closed door, and I didn't let people in.

Siming arched his hand and said, "Then I'll wait outside, and Steward Lin will wait and say." ”

It's hard to be a good person, and it's even more difficult to be a good person between the two, so Steward Lin went back apologetically. The sun went from east to west, and no one came out, Ah Wu was a little indignant, and said dissatisfiedly, "It's almost enough, how can there be such a person like this, it's past noon, and people are not allowed to enter." ”

Thinking about these years, this kind of treatment is also very affectionate. The three children raised on the tea mountain back then, Ding Yi, Tong Er, and Wang San, were nicknames taken by adults when they talked and laughed. Ding Yi died too early, Siming didn't have any impression, but Tong Er didn't have it this year, Siming also took a hand, but he didn't expect that the third one was himself, and he was also three people who had the same goal, even if they didn't have much contact.

The scorching sun was scorching, Siming waited a little longer, and a carriage came from outside, stopped directly in front of Siming, and one person came down, but it was far away.