It was the sword that his senior brother Chu Zhi was accustomed to, the Changming Sword.

At the last moment, the master pushed him out, and the Changming sword pierced through the master's chest, and the master's dagger was stuck in Chu Zhiren's throat.

In the dark night, he was pushed a foot away by his master, and there was the sound of a heavy object flying behind him, and before he could dodge, he was hit hard and fell.

What happened later, he had absolutely no idea.

After waking up, he completely became Yang Ling, a famous fool in Yangshutun, for three years, until Qu Xiaobai brought him out of Yang Xingmao's house.

Yang Ling hurried to the place where the master had an accident, and in his memory it was next to the rockery in the courtyard, and Yang Ling quickly rushed there.

Under the rockery is a pool, in the past, the pond was full of lotus lotus, and in the summer, there were pavilion lotus flowers blooming, and the fragrance was far and clear. Three years have not arrived, the pool is still there, the lotus and weeds in the pool are co-prosperous, the water is covered with green algae, there are three or two dry bones poked in the pool, the forest is scary.

The edge of the pool was also full of dry bones.

Yang Ling found the direction in his memory, a rusty long sword was lying there, he walked forward quickly, picked up the sword, brushed the dust off the hilt, and a red gem on the hilt came into view.

It's the Changming Sword, and there's nothing wrong with it. This gem was set by him and Chu Zhiren together. Chu Zhi people like these pompous things, whether it is a sword or the accessories on their bodies, they like to use some jade decorations.

The Changming Sword is there, but the master's bones are gone.

At the last moment, he watched as the Changming Sword was inserted into the master's heart, and the master fell down on the spot.

Not far from the Changming Sword, there was a corpse bone, and a dagger was inserted between the throats of the bones, the dagger was shaped like a fish intestine, and it looked like his master's dagger.

Yang Ling stepped forward, pulled out the dagger, and took a look, it was indeed the master's dagger.

In my memory, the master inserted this dagger into the throat of the Chu Zhi people, and the bones on the ground should be Chu Zhi people. Yang Ling squatted down and looked at the bones, and found two red jade stones at the waist and hand bones of the bones, which were also accessories of the Chu Zhi people.

Then this corpse should be Chu Zhi's person, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But...... What about Master's bones?

What happened here in the last moments?

Who took Master's bones?

Who sent him to Yang Xingmao's house on the other side of the mountain?

When they came in, the door was locked from the outside, and the key was placed in the same place where they used to put the key.

Or, is it the second senior brother Shi Qiao?

One mystery after another flashed in Yang Ling's mind, his head began to swell and hurt slightly, the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, he couldn't help but hug his head and shook it fiercely.

This is supposed to be the after-effects of being impacted. Yang Ling knew it very well in his heart.

He controlled himself not to think about it for the time being, took the master's dagger, and walked to the backyard.

There were also white bones in the backyard, and there was a fierce battle here that day. The people in this courtyard should be almost dead.

Walking to the middle of the backyard, he stopped.

Three years of wind and rain have washed away the house, weeds have grown on the roof, the walls are mottled, the roots of the walls are covered with moss, and even the doors and windows have become rotten wood.

But even if things are wrong, Yang Ling remembers that this is his room. Since he was three years old, he has often been brought here to study and practice martial arts in this house. The duration of each session is not long, usually one day, but no more than two days at most. Because he is a "fool", Yang Xingmao's family will not care if he is not at home, and every time he disappears, Yang Xingmao and his wife think that he is crazy and does not remember to go home.

Yang Ling pushed open the rotten door, a musty smell came to his face, he subconsciously brushed it with his hand, and looked inside, the furnishings inside had not changed at all, exactly the same as when he left.

This means that no one has entered the house since that day.

The house was filled with a thick layer of dust.

Yang Ling stepped in, leaving a footprint on the dust with every step he took.

The furnishings in the room are the same as in his memory, even the tea cup he drank before leaving is still in its original position, and the tea leaves inside have become a black ball.

Yang Ling walked into the inner room.

Bed nets, rocking chairs, desks, bookshelves...... Everywhere there is a thick layer of dust and tangled spider silk.

Yang Ling didn't move anything, walked straight to a cabinet next to the bookshelf, picked the lock on the cabinet with a dagger, and picked the lid of the cabinet open.

In the cupboard were several pieces of clothing that he had worn as a child. There is also a mahogany box. He took out the box, and in the pile of clothes, he took out a small key and opened the lock on the box.

The box was opened, and it was full of silver tickets, and a few taels of silver.

This is something that Master gave him, and he didn't need it at that time, so he was all here.

Master said that it was something that his mother had left him.

Underneath the silver ticket is a jade wrench, which is as green as washing, and there are rippling water waves inside.

Master said that it was a relic left to him by his mother.

Yang Ling held the jade wrench in his hand, and the color of the jade was reflected in his eyes, and for a moment, a terrifying yin owl flashed in his eyes.

But the yin owl was fleeting, as if it had never appeared in his eyes, and he put the jade wrench back on the box, covered the box, clamped it under his armpit, and turned and walked out of the room.

After leaving the room, he waved his sleeve, and the dust behind him suddenly rose, and after the dust settled, there was no trace of his visit.

Zhao Yuan's home.

Qu Xiaobai asked Zhao Yuan to vacate an empty room for her, she led Yang Hongxia into the house, and closed the door.

She spread out the rice paper, polished the ink, searched for the embroidery method of lace embroidery from Du Niang, and selected a few patterns to draw on the paper.

"Hongxia, come closer." Zhao Hongxia approached her, and she explained to her in detail the embroidery method of lace embroidery that she had searched from Du Niang.

Because she really doesn't understand the needlework, she basically relays Du Niang's original words, and she doesn't miss a word, but fortunately, Zhao Hongxia is a talent in this area, and as soon as she says it, she understands it.

"Good girl, little white sister-in-law, how do you know this embroidery method? How beautiful this embroidered thing is made into clothes! ”

Qu Xiaobaixin said, I'm just a repeater, and I haven't been able to embroider after reading it a hundred times. On paper, the practical skills are scored, and the score is zero.

Qu Xiaobai took out a piece of cloth and handed it to Yang Hongxia, "You use this to practice your hands first, and when you are proficient, we will officially start embroidering." ”

As soon as Yang Hongxia heard that she was going to practice, an unnatural look appeared on her face, "Huh? In fact...... I think I can embroider it. ”

Qu Xiaobai saw through her thoughts at a glance, patted her shoulder, and said, "Hongxia, don't worry, practicing hands will also be paid for you." During the training period, I will calculate 20 wen a day, and when I feel that your craft has been mastered, I will give you a salary according to the piece, and you will get more for your work. ”

Yang Hongxia heard that there was also a salary for practicing hands, and her face immediately turned gloomy, "Thank you, sister-in-law Xiaobai." I'll start right away. ”

"Okay, I'll go out and see how their clothes are doing."

Qu Xiaobai walked out of the room, closed the door for her, and walked to the hall where several people from Zhao Yuan's family were working.

The hall of Zhao Yuan's house was originally quite spacious, but now because there are too many people, it has become crowded, Qu Xiaobai came in, everyone got up and saluted her, and those who were originally talking were also silenced.

Qu Xiaobai waved his hand: "You continue to do yours." She asked Zhao Yuan's family for the finished clothes, checked them one by one, and saw that there were no problems, so she said, "Sister-in-law Dayuan, from today onwards, you can be a steward for me." I may not be able to come over every day in the future, so here you can help me watch and control the quality. ”

Zhao Yuan's joy was pale, and he couldn't suppress his joyful laughter, "You...... Do you think I can do it? ”

"Why not? I can trust you, sister-in-law. Qu Xiaobai smiled, "But, sister-in-law Dayuan, I will hand it over to you, you have to take care of it, if something goes wrong, you will be responsible." ”

Zhao Yuanjia hurriedly said: "Of course, of course." ”

One of the women who made the clothes said sourly: "Yo, Xiaobai nephew and daughter-in-law, Dayuan's daughter-in-law is your housekeeper, how much salary do you give others?" ”

Qu Xiaobai glanced at her with a pale expression, "Sister-in-law Dayuan, you just take their average salary, and in addition, I will use your place and give you fifty wen a day for rent, do you think it's okay?" ”

The woman gasped, and at Shangqu Xiaobai's cold gaze, she didn't dare to come out, smiled awkwardly, and said dryly: "Xiaobai's nephew and daughter-in-law are really rich now." ”

"It's all from the villagers, I hope that everyone will earn money together, but I also say ugly things ahead, if someone makes my money and has to stab me in the back, I Qu Xiaobai is not easy to bully."

The women were embarrassed and agreed: "How can that be? Xiaobai, don't worry, we are not like that. ”

Yang Zhuzi's family said: "The best, you are not like that." ”

Qu Xiaobai smiled at Yang Zhuzi's family, expressed his gratitude to her, and then turned back to Zhao Yuan's family and said, "Sister-in-law Dayuan, where is Brother Dayuan, I have something to ask him for help." ”

"Watering vegetables in the vegetable garden at the head of the village, you can go and find him."

"Okay, then you guys get busy first."

Qu Xiaobai grabbed a large volume of drawings and ran to the vegetable garden.

In the Zhao family's workshop after Qu Xiaobai left, when Zhao Yuan's family went to the warehouse to look for fabrics, someone leaned into Yang Zhuzi's ear and bit his ear: "Hey, sister-in-law, speaking of which, Xiaobai is your nephew and daughter-in-law, this is a good thing, but it all fell on the head of someone with a foreign surname, can you watch it?" ”

Yang Zhuzi's family replied: "Everyone makes money by their ability, my nephew and daughter-in-law chose Dayuan's daughter-in-law, then she must think that Dayuan's daughter-in-law has the ability to handle your group of long-tongued women." I'm afraid I don't have the ability to control you. I advise you to keep your tongue in check, for my nephew and daughter-in-law are ruthless. ”

The woman was reprimanded for being bored, blushed, pouted, and went to sew clothes.

Although Yang Zhuzi's words were sonorous, after all, he felt that it was not a taste and sour.