Seventy-five Return to the Town... Restless heart.
The bright light of the town reflects the town, and the town is as lively as ever. In the antique tavern, a line of sunlight slanting through the window is printed on the back of a person. The man held a small shot glass in one hand and brushed back his fluttering hair with the other. He drank one gulp at a time, his eyes squinted in a daze, and he stared out the window, and in the view of the window, there was no doubt about the street market. The person who drank in this tavern was Xiao Yao, who had escaped from Xuanwu Gate. Since his unpleasant encounter with his father, he has returned to the town.
In the tavern on the second floor, the high rollers who drank freely drank and talked about it. The chatterbox of the drinkers opened, and the officials of the rivers and lakes in the south and the north of the world all said it like a river. Near the table opposite Xiao Yao, the two drinkers lowered their voices, and chattered mysteriously: "I heard that the heirloom sword was stolen overnight, and Master Zhuang was angry, and he wanted to go all out to track down the bold thief..." The courage is too big, even the heirloom sword of the Zhuang Mansion dares to steal...""No, the Zhuang Mansion has not been stolen for many years, and this incident has caused a sensation in all parties in the rivers and lakes........."
Although the private conversation between the two drinkers was small, Xiao Yao listened inadvertently and listened intermittently. He is a dissolute man, he never asks about family affairs, let alone about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, he only wanders around and plays, and only treats things outside the window about the world. Even if the tavern heard the rumors, he never took them to heart. At this time, I just felt that what I heard sounded different. After hearing this, he thought to himself, no matter how big it is, it has nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, he stopped paying attention to the topic and continued to drink.
After eating at Xiao Yao's tavern, he carried his Fengyue knife and wandered around the town. When he wandered to the pawnshop. He had just walked to the door, and suddenly, his eyes flashed, but he saw something flying out of the pawnshop in mid-air, and before he could take a closer look, he was sensitive to dodge sideways, and reached out to grab the flying object.
Xiao Yao, who is extraordinary, holds things firmly in the palm of his hand. Driven by curiosity, he unfolded his palms to take a look. The palm of his hand turned out to be a silver hairpin. He focused and looked at the hairpin for a moment. The more you look at the eyebrows, the more twisted. Seems to be thinking about something. He pondered for a moment, glanced at the pawnshop, and saw that the boss was burying his head in the calculations. If it is thrown out, it must be unwanted. Xiao Yao thought to himself and took the hairpin into his arms.
"Senior brother." At this moment, a voice came from memory. Xiao Yao's heart trembled when he heard the sound, and he looked over with confused eyes. I saw that on the other side of the street, the junior sister Song Lian had a bright smile, a beautiful dress floating, and walked slowly towards him with a smile. Song Lian in her eyes, the junior sister in her heart, is still so beautiful and dazzling. Xiao Yao stared at her blankly, in a trance. And in the eyes of that gaze, there is a faint complexity. The changes are hidden and only fleeting. This encounter on the street is like being in a dream. It took him a long time to settle down and stabilize his fluctuating heart.
"Senior brother, long time no see!" Song Lian stood in front of him, but his face was quite emotional. She looked at Xiao Yao for a moment, as if full of Dengdeng's words, and gradually withdrew her smile. sighed to him, "You have been back to Xuanwu Gate for a long time, junior sister and I have experienced a lot, senior brother doesn't know, these days, too many things have happened..." He said to him again, "Senior brother, why don't you go back to the tea shop with me, so I can tell you carefully." Xiao Yao heard her words, and only nodded wordlessly.
Since Xiao Yao returned to Xuanwumen. Song Lian returned to the Tang Mansion, and the remnants of the mulberry jujube forest caused a turmoil, and he experienced a catastrophe of life and death. Everything that happened made Song Lian unable to stop at this time and wanted to confide in him. Except for the beloved Fan Yin, in Song Lian's opinion, Xiao Yao is the only person who can be sued. Xiao Yao silently followed Song Lian, and the two of them walked side by side on the street, heading towards the tea shop.
Behind the two of them, somewhere on the street, in a dark corner. A lone figure stared darkly...... The person on the corner of the street is Xiaoyi, looking at Song Lian who is alive and vibrant, she can't help but have mixed feelings in her heart. On the one hand, I was happy for Song Lian, but on the other hand, I was ashamed of Miss Tang. In the bustling flow of people, in the corner of the secluded street, she is alone, wandering helplessly......
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"Mother, the person you sent, I don't know if it has been accomplished?" The pavilions and pavilions of the Tang Mansion stand side by side. Miss Tang stared into the distance, twisting a handkerchief in her hand. Ask Mrs. Tang beside her. She was anxious, worried about whether Song Lian had been removed. Every time she thinks of Song Lian and Fan Yin, the fire of jealousy in her heart burns brightly. And Master Tang was half of his favorite, which made her hate Song Lian to disappear.
Mrs. Tang also froze in one place, her face was calm and indifferent, and her expression was focused and determined, "The person I sent is reliable. I believe that this matter will not be missed. After speaking, he doubted himself, "But I don't know why? But he will report to me in the future? It's reassuring. ”
Miss Tang was silent when she heard this, and after a while, she looked sideways at Mrs. Tang, and her head was analyzed, "It stands to reason that if it happens, that person will come to report to her mother, and this town will also be windy." Mother, I haven't heard of anything, someone is buried in the lake. I'm afraid I didn't succeed, right? ”
When Mrs. Tang heard this analysis, she couldn't help but look at Miss Tang in surprise, but she didn't expect that this Miss Tang actually stole it, and what she said was irrefutable. Mrs. Tang couldn't help but be impressed with her daughter. Mrs. Tang looked solemn and said to Miss Tang, "What you said is extremely true. Wei Niang also suspects that this matter was unsuccessful. ”
Miss Tang bowed her head and said nothing. After pondering for a long time, the malice on his face was fully revealed, and he gritted his teeth and said to Mrs. Tang, "If you don't get rid of this disaster for a day, your daughter won't be at ease." ”
"If it doesn't work out, let him find another opportunity. This great trouble must be removed. Mrs. Tang was calm and focused. comforted her, "My daughter doesn't have to worry about it, she will find an opportunity to get rid of it." ”
"Mother, who is the person you send? Why don't you tell your daughter? Miss Tang became curious again, the mysterious person sent by Mrs. Tang. I couldn't help but ask.
When Mrs. Tang heard her ask, her eyes dodged her, and her eyes looked away. There was an indescribable feeling on his face. After a long time, Mrs. Tang said slowly, "One day, I will tell you." Mrs. Tang's small eyes shone with invisible light.
Miss Tang looked at Mrs. Tang with a puzzled expression and stayed for a long time. She saw from Mrs. Tang's face that Mrs. Tang seemed to have something unspeakable, and she kept silent about that person. I know that Mrs. Tang will not speak for the time being. She also put away her curiosity for a while. And right now, what she is most concerned about is how to get rid of Song Lian as soon as possible. As for who is the mystery man? Forget about it for now......
The pavilions are in the shape of two pavilions, and the sun is shining. The sky is light gray, with strands scattered. It seems that the hearts of the two of them at this time are covered with a layer of light gray.