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The Far North.

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Ten Mile City, the official residence of the governor.

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"What do you think? Great!! ”

Li Yuanfeng was lying on the table, folding a piece of white paper in his hand.

After reading Pu Tian's "notes", Song Dabai raised his head, and the tea on the side was left for a long time, no longer steaming.

"I don't know what to say. As a viewer, I wish his handwriting would be neater. ”

Li Yuanfeng smiled bitterly: "Yes." Let's get down to business. Do you think the contents of that notebook are true records, or is it a story made up by Pu Tian? ”

"yes."

Song Dabai looked at the open cover of the note. The words on it are written vertically in black ink. Slightly to the right, not very pretty.

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"I don't think it's a story he made up."

"Really? Do you mean that last summer, something that happened in that notebook? ”

"I think so. Yuanfeng? Don't you think it's right? ”

"Not really. I see basically the same thing as you. Li Yuanfeng stopped origami and rubbed his nose with his hand, "Although there is no substantial evidence to confirm that the record in the handbook is true, I don't think it's completely made up." ”

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"Then who is Li Yu, and why is there such a name in the story you wrote?"

"It is said that it was a once-in-a-century genius, he became a master of the White Jade Academy at a very young age, and later went around helping the mansion solve the case, and a few years later he went into seclusion........."

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"So that's the case——— doesn't the name of Li Yu also appear in that handbook?"

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"Yes, yes. However, we can think of it this way: Pu Tian had heard the story I wrote in a teahouse before the fire, so of course he knew the name Li Yu and wrote it into his own story. ”

“……… That is, he did not necessarily write this notebook last summer......... If that's the case, then 'Pu Tian' may not be his real name. ”

"Makes sense."

"But, Dabai, I don't think so. Precisely, I don't want to think so. ”

"Why?"

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Hearing Song Dabai's question, a smile appeared on Li Yuanfeng's dark face: "Because of that, we won't be able to see 'Li Yu''s dog meat shop." ”

He said half-jokingly, throwing his folded paper into the center of the table - it was a "dog" folded out of white paper.

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After lunch that day, they went to visit Pu Tian.

After chatting for a while, the old man Pu Tian looked tired, and the two quickly left.

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Li Yuanfeng borrowed the notebook back. Of course, he also agreed with the old man Pu Tian that once he finished reading the notes and had a more complete idea, he would inform him immediately.

Song Dabai still had work to complete, so he said goodbye to Li Yuanfeng for the time being and set up a stall.

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Half an hour ago, he closed the stall as usual and ran directly to Li Yuanfeng's official residence.

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It's nearly midnight.

"Could it be that after reading this note, we can't go deeper into it?" Song Dabai put down the teacup.

"There are several ways to find out if this handwritten story is true. For example, you can visit the owner of the house——— the person named Fengjun; Or look at the records of the murder last August, and so on. ”

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"No results?"

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Li Yuanfeng pouted his mouth a little upward like a whistle, and flicked the "dog" with his hand.

"How can it be so easy to investigate the case, and besides, there are guards, and there are everyone. There are a lot of guys who make a living with their monthly money, and they try not to ask for trouble as much as possible. There are also many elm heads, who will only do what they are told. ”

"Won't it?"

"Most of the time, that's exactly the case." Li Yuanfeng said casually, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, the head of the mansion. "In addition, Old Man Pu Tian definitely doesn't want us to do a thorough investigation. I think he's a shrewd guy. ”

“……… When he woke up in the hospital and read the notes, he probably also understood: if those were the truth, he would also be in a rather disadvantageous situation. That's why he deliberately thought it was a story he had made up, and he said the same thing to the doctors. And on the title page at the beginning of the notebook, there is indeed a subtle passage——— 'This can also be called a story.' ”

"You have a point."

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Today, when he said goodbye to us, he solemnly asked us not to talk about this notebook to others. I don't want a fourth person to know until things come to light. ”

Li Yuanfeng looked at Song Dabai who nodded vigorously, "Okay, now ........." Li Yuanfeng continued, "The key now is what we should do and what we can do." ”

"The first thing to find out is whether ——— story recorded in that journal is actually true. Is that right? ”

"Yes. The ultimate goal is to make the old man Pu Tian remember what happened before, anyway, let's act with this idea first. His words seemed to mean something.

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Li Yuanfeng took the notelet to him, "If you want to find out whether the story recorded in the handbook is true, there are several ways, and what the two of us can do is ......... First, find the owner of the house named Fengjun. I don't know if there is such a person. If there is, we go straight to the door and ask him if he has an old house called Dog Meat Factory. ”

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"Do you want to get the main population tree of Ten Mile City?"

"You may or may not be able to find that alone. Ten Mile City is very big. It would be more effective to look for clues about his son Fengji. Isn't he a student of the Aolai Academy, we can easily find out if there is a person with the same name and surname. ”

“……… The Wind Dagger can also be found in the same way. As long as we go and ask the Dashi Academy of the White Jade Academy, we'll be fine. As for Silence and Anzheng, there is no mention of their academy in the note. And the one named Lei Wu doesn't seem to use his real name, and it's hard to find out what the result is with our strength. ”

"So ........."

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"But even if we find and meet with those young people, don't expect them to tell the truth easily. I'm afraid they'll just deny it. There's no such thing as saying that I don't know anything. Even if they admit the existence of the 'Dog Meat Workshop' and Pu Tian, the caretaker, they will insist that the story recorded in the handbook is made up. ”

"Maybe."

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"Because of this, Dabai, I think it will be more effective to attack from the other direction."

"The other way?"

"That's right." Li Yuanfeng paused, picked up the note, and looked at it casually, "I want to approach the old house of the dog meat shop directly." ”

"What do you mean?"

"It's just figuring out where this dog meat shop is." Li Yuanfeng no longer rummaged through the notes, "There is no mention of the specific location of the dog meat shop in the notes. This is self-evident for the old man Putian, who lives there all the year round, and there is no need to write. Moreover, when he wrote this notebook in August last year, he did not expect that he would forget everything in the past. ”

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"It is an hour's walk from the west gate of the ten-mile city. It is surrounded by uninhabited forests. There are a few more in the notebook that can be used as a clue to find clues. But from these alone, it is difficult to deduce the exact location. In this note, at least for me, the biggest problem is here. ”

Song Dabai felt that it was the same. Because from beginning to end, Li Yuanfeng was most interested in nothing else, but the dog meat shop itself built by Li Yu.

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“……… I think the biggest shortcut to solve this problem is to find the location of the dog meat shop first, and then take the old man Putian there to have a look. What do you think of this approach? Great. ”

"I agree with you. But even then, wouldn't it be better to find the person named Fengjun or the group of young people first? ”

"No, it doesn't have to be that." Li Yuanfeng propped one hand on the table and smiled happily, "The dog meat restaurant was built by Li Yu, the master ———of the Longmen Academy thirty years ago. It would be nice to find a written record of it. Or ........."

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"Those records are gone. It is said that five years ago, a fire broke out at the Ryumen School in Kyoto, and countless ancient records were reduced to ashes. ”

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"So what do we do......... Why don't you go to Kyoto and find someone that Master Li knows? ”

"That's the way to do it, too. But before we can do that, we have to find someone. ”

"Who's it for?"

"Robbery."

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Song Dabai had never heard of this person's name, and tilted his head sullenly.

Li Yuanfeng looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Of course you don't know this person. I only recently learned about it. ”

"Really?"

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"According to those who met him, it was a strange man. He studied day and night, and the room was full of unintelligible words. In addition, Dashi was once a person whom Li Yu admired. ”

"Tuas ......... I see. ”

Could it be that Master Taka and Li Yu are old friends?

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"Thirty years ago, Li Yu was in his early thirties. At that time, he had already lived in seclusion in Ten Mile City, but he still seemed to maintain correspondence with this Da Dashi. Therefore, maybe he can know a thing or two about the old mansion that Li Yu built at that time. ”

"From this, between Li Yu and Zaida, there may be a situation about the old mansion at that time."

"Makes sense, it should be."

Song Dabai picked up another cup of new tea, "Do you know where that Dashi lives?" ”

"Even if there is no matter of the old man Putian, I want to find an opportunity to visit this robber master, so I checked it in advance. He has gone into seclusion and currently lives in Kyoto. ”

"Would you like to visit?"

"I want to fly a pigeon and pass a letter first, and then set off tomorrow. Are you going with you? ”

"I can only accompany me to the end."

"That's good. Let's try to meet him soon——— have a cup of tea. ”

"I'll come, I'll get it."

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Song Dabai walked to the kitchen and when he was preparing tea, Li Yuanfeng opened the notebook again and watched it silently.

Soon, a new cup of tea was served. Li Yuanfeng twisted his neck slightly and looked at Song Dabai, who was younger than him.

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"Big White!!"

Li Yuanfeng's voice was even softer than just now, "After reading the notes just now, didn't you feel anything wrong?" ”

"Something is wrong?" Song Dabai crooked his neck, and Li Yuanfeng looked at the notes again.

"It should be said that it is an uncomfortable feeling. There are several sentences in this notebook that just make me feel depressed. ”

"Really? I don't. ”

"And what do you think of the story recorded in the notebook?"

"Well——— of course I don't understand something, especially the final secret room story."

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"yes, I'm puzzled too. Why did the old man Pu Tian write this note? ”

"Didn't the notes begin with the words, 'Written for yourself'? It's probably the same thing as autobiography, right? ”

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"Yes, I understand what you're saying. It's also an autobiography written for myself', and I understand the meaning of this sentence......... But what makes me depressed is: in February this year, why did the old man Pu Tian take this notebook to the inn in Shili City? And the old man Pu Tian also said that when the fire broke out and he fled for his life, he only took this notebook. Why did he cherish this notebook so much........."

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"Drink tea."

"Ah, okay. These things have to be thought about slowly. ”

Li Yuanfeng took a sip of tea, slowly raised it, and looked out the window.

"Oops!! It's so late. Li Yuanfeng looked at the stars and moon in the sky, "You still have to set up a stall tomorrow, right?" Great!! Just live in the back house. ”

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The next day.

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Kyoto.

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Li Yuanfeng and Song Dabai came to the home of Li Yu's old friend, Dashi Raida.

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From the morning onwards, it was overcast, like it was going to rain, and it was very hot.

Ask for directions as you walk along the way.

The carriage had been traveling for about ten hours, and at last a good view of the high ground appeared, and the house of the Raider was in the corner.

His house looked a little old, but it was small, and unlike the small mud houses around it, it was a chic two-story stone building.

On the white courtyard wall, there are some dark brown monsters, forming some kind of peculiar pattern.

On both sides of the gate, two pine and fir trees are planted, swaying in the heavy rain.

The gate was open, and they came to the gate and knocked.

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A crisp voice came from inside, "Here we are." "It looks like a young woman.

Soon the door opened, and someone came out. Sure enough, it was a young woman——— it should be said that it was a little girl——— wearing a lilac dress, which fit perfectly.

The face is very white and childish.

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"It turns out that you are the prefectural who sent the message yesterday."

After Li Yuanfeng reported to his home, the little girl laughed, revealing two cute dimples, "Please come in, grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Song Dabai pondered: Is she the granddaughter of Dashi of Zaida? Although he is only a teenager, he is really very experienced in dealing with people.

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"Was this house built by Master Shoda?" Li Yuanfeng followed the little girl and walked on a somewhat dark gravel road.

Hearing his question, the little girl tilted her head slightly: "I don't think so." Because I heard my grandfather say that he was not interested in building a house. ”

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The two were taken to a spacious room.

Inside the room, there is a slender area with a large rocking chair. He sat in the chair and watched the rain outside the window.

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"Grandpa!!"

The little girl walked up to him and shouted, "There's a guest here, the one who sent the message yesterday." ”

He let out an "um" and turned around. Just now, when the two of them walked in, he didn't seem to notice it.

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"Sit down."

He scrambled to his feet and sat down on a wooden chair in the center of the room.

He was dressed in ordinary cloth and was very tall. The hair is all gray, but not bald yet. The face is angular. Although he is in his 70s, he looks much younger than the old man Putian I saw two days ago.

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Li Yuanfeng lowered his head and reported to himself, "My name is Li Yuanfeng, the head of Shili City." This is my friend, named Song Dabai——— your house is really beautiful. I asked her just now, what is this room .........?"

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"Robbery!! Bring the tea. Blanch a little. ”

The old man said to the little girl, as if he was not listening to Li Yuanfeng at all.

"Okay."

"This is my granddaughter, called Robbery. It's quite a sign, and it's like me, very smart. She doesn't have a maiden home yet, and that friend of yours still has a chance. But if you want to know her, you have to pass me. He said, and laughed.

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"I'm sorry." The little girl whispered, "Grandpa's ears are a little back." Please speak loudly with him. ”

"Ah, understood." Li Yuanfeng looked a little worried.

"Don't worry. Grandpa's head is still very clear. ”

The girl smiled playfully, said one more word, and hurried away.

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Li Yu......... Of course I remember. Of all the people I know, he's one of the few weirdos. ”

Zaida said loudly, narrowing his eyes, immersed in the past, "When I was a teacher, I used to study with Li Yu. He was a good companion——— but three years later, his father died suddenly, and in desperation, he returned to his hometown. ”

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Song Dabai was relieved, it seems that this old man does remember the events of the past years very clearly. Li Yuanfeng sat next to him and continued to ask: "At that time, what were you studying?" ”

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"History of Creation. It's not his forte, but we're like-minded, and he's been to my house a few times. ”

"Li Yu has been here? I see. Li Yuanfeng looked around the room with great dismay.

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"Do you know what kind of person Li Yu is?"

The old man took the lid off the teacup and asked coldly.

Li Yuanfeng tilted his head: "This ........."

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"Not many people know that he was the best housebuilder thirty years ago."

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"What kind of housemaker is Li Yu?"

"If you talk about it, it's a long story......... To put it simply, he was a very cynical man. ”

"Cynical?"

"I may have said a lot." Master Taka paused for a moment, and slowly, put the lid on the teacup, "At least he hated all the new houses that were on the rise at the time, and that's right. Not only is it about building houses, but he also hates the world that keeps losing its original appearance——— and in addition, he is also disgusted with himself and feels that he is also involved in it. ”

"It's such a person."

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"It's just an open-mouthed explanation from a bystander like me, and maybe he didn't think it that way. It seems to me that his ambition may be the mud creations of his childhood, but in a different way. ”

After saying that, the old man snickered alone.

But Li Yuanfeng leaned out with a solemn face.

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"Aside from that old house, what kind of house did he build back then?"

"It's all a lot of houses." The old man said coldly, "A room without a door, a staircase that can't be climbed, a stone road with nothing, and so on. Because of this, few houses have survived to the present day. ”

"I see."

Li Yuanfeng nodded vigorously alone. Song Dabai listened to the conversation between the two, and was slightly flustered.

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The little girl named Raid came in with tea.

She put the tea in front of the three of them and was about to go out, when she was stopped by the old man who robbed her: "You just stay here." ”

The girl was not angry at all (she seemed to be happy), smiled, pulled out the wooden chair next to the wall, and sat down.

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"I heard that after Master Li Yu lived in seclusion, he still had correspondence with you for a long time." Li Yuanfeng continued to ask.

"Yes. Occasional communication......... That's what it looks like. ”

Zai Da happily drank the tea that his granddaughter had made for him, and suddenly looked at Li Yuanfeng and Song Dabai very carefully, "Your name is Li Yuanfeng, right?" You say you're the governor of Ten Mile City. Then why did you come to me to inquire about him? ”

"It's a personal pleasure. Is that okay? ”

"Yes. That's a simple answer. The old man laughed loudly, his face full of folds.

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Li Yuanfeng sat upright and took a sip of the tea next to him, "So, Tuas, now let's get to the point." ”

"I try to answer your questions and try to meet your requirements."

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"Thirty years ago, when Li Yu went into seclusion, you still kept correspondence with him?"

"Yes."

"Do you know he was building a house? A house called a dog meat mill. ”

"This ........." the old man had nothing to say for the first time.

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Li Yuanfeng continued to ask: "Do you know about that house?" ”

"Haha."

The old man put down the lid and was about to pick up the tea cup, when he heard Li Yuanfeng's question, his hand stopped in mid-air, "It's so happy." Today, not only young people are coming, but the past is popping up one after another. ”

"Huh? ......... put it this way."

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"It's better to start from the beginning." "That was the first time I met Li Yu, who was nine years younger than me——— when I was a student at the White Jade Academy, and at the same time as I graduated, I also participated in a story conference. ”

"Story conference?"

"That was the first time I met Li Yu. I'm interested in writing stories. ”

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"Does Li Yu also write stories?"

"What do you say? Often write about myths and stuff like that. There is absolutely no similarity between it and the story I wrote. ”

"Oh, is it a myth?"

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Moreover, he often reads old crime-solving stories, just like a mediocre little guard, born out of nowhere, solving unsolved cases in three steps, and stepping into the clouds in five steps. I don't know if he writes it himself. ”

"I see."

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"What's going on with that old mansion in ———?"

"Ah........." The old man closed his eyes, exhaled, lowered his voice at once, and said.

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After he became a priest, his sister, who was also in Kyoto, became pregnant. Unfortunately, she died after giving birth, and Li Yu adopted the child as her adopted daughter. After a while, Li Yuhe told me that he wanted to build a courtyard house. ”

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"Later, when ——— was completed, it was about thirty years ago——— and it was at that time that a letter came inviting me to visit."

"Where?"

Li Yuanfeng asked the question with extreme caution, "Where is that independent courtyard?" ”

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"In Akan." Zaida replied.

Suddenly, Li Yuanfeng's eyes lit up: "Akan? Is it the Akan of Lake Akan ——— in the far north? ”

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"I heard that Li Yu was originally born in the area of Kawaji on the shore of Lake Akan. It was probably for this reason that he chose that piece of land. ”

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Half a month ago, Song Dabai, who had just taken office, had been around on patrol and went to the vicinity of Akan Lake, where there was indeed a street called Chuan Road. If you walk north along the river road for more than an hour, you will reach Lake Akan. There are uninhabited forests all over the area.

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"Is it Akan? It turned out to be there. Li Yuanfeng touched his pointed chin, and repeatedly recited the name of the place in his mouth, "Have you ever been to that courtyard house when you are old?" ”

"The year or the year after the courtyard was built, I was invited to go once. The courtyard house is located in an old forest deep in the mountains between Kawaji and Lake Akan. ”

"Do you know the exact boundaries?"

"Then I can't remember."

"Do you remember what kind of house it was?"

"Quite spectacular, chic."

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"At that time, the courtyard was not called a dog meat shop, was it?"

"I haven't heard of this name."

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"Is there a dog-shaped windshield on the roof?"

"Dog-shaped? Then it can't be said to be a wind vanguard. ”

"Yes, yes, it should be said that it is the Windlord Dog."

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Listening to Li Yuanfeng's solemn expression, he giggled.

He glanced at his granddaughter and narrowed his eyes.

"As soon as you remind me, I feel like there's something ........."

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"Have you seen it in the house?"

"No, I didn't go in."

"Really? ———Did you meet Li Yu's adopted daughter at that time? ”

"At that time, she was a four or five-year-old child. It's called plums, yes, it's called plums. ”

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Li Yuanfeng took a sip of tea and didn't speak for a long time.

The old man was moving the lid of the teacup, over his shoulder, and Li Yuanfeng looked at the bright window.

Outside, it looks like a back garden, with blooming lilac hydrangeas swaying in the rain.

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"When was the last time you saw Li Yu?"

After a while, Li Yuanfeng asked softly again. The voice was too quiet, and the old man held the lid of the teacup in his hand and shouted loudly: "What did you say? ”

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Li Yuanfeng asked again, and the old man nodded and replied, "After going to that courtyard, we haven't seen each other again." ”

"Do you know what happened to Li Yu and his adopted daughter?"

"It's not very clear. Sometimes it was years before we exchanged letters occasionally. I heard what he was studying, and then ......... There was no news. Other than that, I don't know. ”

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