Bo Xiao was very disgusted by Tan Zhou's words, but he had to admit that he had a point.

Probably because Tan Zhou himself is a self-interested and ruthless person, he always sees the evil of human nature very thoroughly.

Bo Xiao didn't want to continue to discuss this issue with Tan Zhou at all, his pale eyebrows frowned, and said, "What does this have to do with you hiding here?" ”

Tan Zhou said: "When disasters fall from the sky, it is the time when people's hearts are the most pious.

Don't dare not be religious, but have to be religious.

Maybe the people in Chuzhou City have forgotten the hundreds of monks who died for them back then, but they will still hope that the Lotus Leaf Temple will save them again with the will of God as they did fourteen years ago.

At that time, the Lotus Leaf Temple was the most sacred place in their hearts and the most devout faith. ”

Who would want to go to the Sacred Land to spy on the fugitives?

"They can't think of it, but a thousand Buddhas can think of it." Bo Xiao said: "Chang Qianfo is not from Chuzhou. ”

Tan Zhou smiled: "Just because he is not from Chuzhou, he may not have even heard of Lotus Leaf Temple." The Lotus Leaf Temple was destroyed too early, and Chang Qianfo was too young. ”

Tan Zhou's words are not unreasonable. Chang Qianfo heard that the possibility of the Lotus Leaf Temple was too small, even if he knew, with his age and experience, I am afraid that he would not be able to think of such a dark level.

Tan Zhou's smile made Bo Xiao shudder Less than an hour ago, his younger brother Tan Lang, who was also his only living relative, had just been killed.

The only sound in the meditation room was the sound of hammers hitting plowshares.

Bo Xiao was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Old Tan, you tell me the truth." Did you manipulate the fire in Huairentang behind it? ”

"What do you say?" Tan Zhou raised his head, looked at Bo Xiao with a smile, and then lowered his head, the hammer clattered, and continued to beat the plowshare. The screeching sound reverberated in circles and submerged into the deep grass outside the meditation room.

"It's not me, it's Xu Younan."

Far away from the Lotus Leaf Temple, standing on the rainy street where pedestrians were in a hurry, Bo Xiao was still thinking about Tan Zhou's words.

"Why did Xu Younan risk provoking Jin Yanchen and send Mu Dianke to Huairentang?

Just so that one day, I can borrow Changjiabao's hand to get rid of me.

The cause of the fire in Huairentang is unknown, there is no evidence, there is no point, but Chang Qianfo's heart has been deviated. ”

It's a game of smart people.

Bo Xiao is also smart, but compared to people like Tan Zhou and Xu Younan, who are old and sophisticated and have cultivated well, they are obviously still too young.

In this confusing chess game, he couldn't see the direction clearly, and he didn't know who to trust.

He believes that no one matters.

In the event of a confrontation between Changjiabao and Mumen, he will have no choice but to side with Mumen.

Just like Tan Zhou and Gui Ruotong, no matter who is right or wrong, he will firmly support Gui Ruotong.

Bo Xiao pulled the eaves down and walked in the direction of General Street.

The crowd of onlookers had dispersed. From across the street, you can see all the way into the second gate.

Tan Lang's body was still lying in place, washed away by the rain.

There is a way that the dead are great, and the earth is safe.

Changjiabao, who has always been benevolent, showed unusual ruthlessness this time.

After Chang Qianfo left, the iron guards still strictly guarded the exits of the Tan Mansion, and no one was allowed to enter or exit. Under the pressure of death, no one even dared to move Tan Lang's body indoors.

It didn't take long for someone from the Assassin's Mansion to take Tan Lang's wife and eleven concubines away.

All the thugs raised by Tan Lang, including a group of slaves and maids in Tan's house, were all taken away and imprisoned, and none of them escaped.

The iron guards were withdrawn, but it was difficult to ensure that no one was left in the Ming Palace. Bo Xiao couldn't come forward by himself, so he gave the owner of a coffin shop a gold ingot and asked him to bring a few people to bury Tan Lang into the museum.

At that time, he brought a knife into the store, and there was a sense of coercion and coercion, and the boss did not dare to bully him, something must have happened in the middle.

Diagonally opposite the Tan house is a bright gold and silver shop.

Bo Xiao trotted a few steps and pretended to go to the door of the store to hide from the rain. After pausing for a moment, he picked the bamboo hat and walked in.

The owner of the shop is a woman in her forties, with fine crow's feet crawling on the corners of her eyes, but she is well-dressed and exquisitely dressed, and she still has a bit of charm.

greeted warmly: "This son, but I want to buy some jewelry for my own lady." It just so happens that there is a new batch of good goods in the shop, but do you want to take a look at the son? ”

Seeing Bo Xiao nodding, he smiled again: "Does the son want to see the gold and silver bracelets, or the earring chains, or the ones on his head?" ”

Bo Xiaoben was not a serious shop, so he smiled and said, "Take a look." ”

The proprietress smiled, turned around and ordered a few words, and after a while, a guy took a whole three boxes of head jewelry and spread them out in front of Bo Xiao.

The rectangular box of red lacquered wood is neatly filled with hairpins of various styles and textures, jade bracelets and other things.

Bo Xiao can't read things, and he is dizzy. The proprietress introduced enthusiastically on the side, Bo Xiao pretended to be interested, and picked and chose from time to time, as for the tricks that the proprietress said, he didn't listen to a word.

carefully recalled several hairpin styles that Meng Xiangyi usually carries, picked a hairpin with a similar appearance, and chose two pairs of bracelets for people to wrap up.

After paying the money, he pretended to see the situation on the other side, and said with a surprised face: "This one on the other side ...... Is it for people to dismantle? ”

The proprietress smiled: "Childe is not a local, right?" ”

Bo Xiao smiled: "I am from Gansu, the land is poor, the land is barren, and I can't even grow wheat." Go to Jiangnan to do some small business to make ends meet. No, if you catch up with the plague, you can't get out. ”

"Then it's no wonder." The proprietress said: "The family on the other side is surnamed Tan, and the owner committed an accident, and the whole family asked the government to arrest him and put him in prison." The door was also torn down by the enemy. ”

"Ho!" Bo Xiao was surprised: "The whole family has been arrested, what a big deal has to be done." ”

Squinted his eyes and looked inside, and said, "I look like there's a person there."

A slight glint flashed in the proprietress eyes, and she said with a smile: "It's the owner surnamed Tan, who asked the enemy to kill him." There was no one to help collect the body. Just two moments ago, a small boss of a coffin shop came with a coffin, wanted to bury the person, and called the people around him to call him back. It is also that he usually lacks virtue and does too much, commits public anger, and is retributed. ”

At this time, the rain outside the door was lighter, and the shopkeeper brought the wrapped jewelry, Bo Xiao took it and thanked him, and he stayed for a short time, grabbed the bamboo hat and walked out.

The proprietress behind her didn't know what she was whispering to her buddy. The guy called to stay, chased after him, handed him an oiled paper package, and smiled with a wink, "The proprietress gave it to you." ”

Bo Xiao turned around, and saw that the proprietress was pursing her lips and smiling at herself, looking like a charming person, he was not a thin-skinned person, grabbed the paper bag and raised it, smiled back, and walked into the rain.

The kraft paper still exudes warmth, and a sweet smell overflows from the cracks.

It is a bun of fried chestnuts.

Bo Xiao smiled and was about to take the chestnut into his arms, when suddenly his heart sank, and he turned his head suddenly.

The gold and silver shops that had been opening their doors had closed silently for some time.

He first met Mu Dianke because she always liked to go to the alley where he lived to buy chestnuts to eat.

Bo Xiao tore open the kraft paper bag in his hand, and the plump chestnuts with a glossy sugar light jumped out of the crack, fell to the ground, and bounced away. A long and narrow piece of paper flew out of it, and Bo Xiao reached out and grabbed it and held it in his hand.

The atmospheric and vigorous handwriting, just like the little girl he saw in the sweet wine alley back then, confident, flying, and full of pride.

Tomorrow, Yuhuatai.

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