Listening to Lin Xiang's suggestion, Bai Shuxian thought for a moment, and then looked at her sister: "What does Ayu think." ”

Bai Yiyu knew that the eldest sister didn't want to go back, but she always felt that it was a little inappropriate to go to Lin Xiang's house.

At this time, the snowflakes were getting denser and denser, and Bai Shuxian saw her sister nodding lightly.

Slightly relieved, he said to Lin Xiang: "Then you have to show the coachman the way, and I will go to your house to talk about it today." ”

"It's not about nagging, it's not Mrs. Fei's shot. Today, Lin Xiangding.... Lin Xiang said to Bai Shuxian.

If Bai Shuxian hadn't stopped Wu An today, she might have died in his hands.

Damn, he really beat her with a dead hand.

Lin Xiang showed a hint of anger between her eyebrows, Bai Yiyu glanced at her, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Angry.

This ordinary woman does not seem to be simple.

"Mrs. Lin doesn't know where your mother's house is." Bai Yiyu looked at Lin Xiang's dodgy expression and asked.

"It's in the ancient tree village ten miles southwest of Cloud City." Lin Xiang felt that Bai Yiyu was not like the previous spies investigated, and the woman in front of her seemed to have a similar feeling in addition to being good at scheming.

Yes, that's killing.

Lin Xiang likes to kill, but she never does it herself.

She likes to use poison to slowly torture her enemies to death.

If it weren't for Sister Chun's stupid failure, how could the master let her take action personally.

Bai Yiyu heard the name of the place and looked at Bai Shuxian and said slightly: "Does the eldest sister know this place!" ”

"I've heard that there is a gentleman in Gushu Village who can be regarded as ancient and modern, and he is particularly famous." Bai Shuxian recalled carefully.

I remember that my husband also went to Gushu Village and wanted to find this gentleman to calculate the future of Cloud City.

But that gentleman didn't give her husband a calculation.

Instead, he folded a willow tree on the spot and handed it to his husband, who brought the willow branch back and planted it in the backyard, and now it has grown into a small tree.

"He called Ming to go first, and Mr. Ming rarely spoke in person to give guidance to the person seeking divination, and Mrs. Ming's husband was also very lucky to be able to get Mr. Ming's gift of things."

Lin Xiang never believed in divination, because she didn't believe in fate.

My life is up to me, not to heaven.

But in order to make Bai Shuxian and the others believe in herself better, of course she will investigate Gushu Village carefully.

Otherwise, once they are suspicious, it will not be easy to .......

"Did that Mr. Mingming ever open his mouth for anyone?" Hearing Mr. Ming's name again, Bai Yiyu couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I heard that the Nine Kings came to visit today, and Mr. Zeng had a word." Lin Xiang replied.

She only asked heavyweights to find out about this legend.

I really didn't expect that the nine kings today also believed in fate

Oh, he's just that.

Why did Uncle Nine go to Mr. Ming? Is it to inquire about his rebirth?

No, how could a wise person like Uncle Nine tell this to outsiders, Bai Yiyu thought.

For Mr. Ming, Bai Yiyu had heard his name in his previous life.

In the previous life, Mr. Liming also served as a military advisor to the enemy.

But later it became known that after the atrocities of the enemy army. He actually killed himself under the desolate city.

Before killing himself, he shouted that he had lost himself to the people of the Southern Dynasty and wanted to apologize for his sins with death.

Of course, this was what Uncle Nine told her, and Bai Yiyu was actually very puzzled.

Since Ming treason went to the enemy country, why do you have to apologize for your crimes.

This is a weirdo.

"I've seen the Nine Kings go there with my own eyes, about a year ago." Lin Xiang continued.

A year ago?

I remember that in the previous life, Uncle Nine had not yet met Ming.

Did Uncle Nine come back a year ago?

"Then do you know Mr. Ming's prophecy to the Nine Kings?" Bai Yiyu asked again, his eyes flashing with a little expectation.

She was really curious about what kind of advice this Mr. Ming gave to Uncle Nine.

"I don't know." Lin Xiang is not a local person, so she naturally can't answer.

She actually forgot about the divination, and Lin Xiang secretly scolded herself.

There is too little time for the main thing, and it would be nice to be able to plan it well.

"Oh." Bai Yiyu's eyes were slightly disappointed.

When I meet Uncle Nine in the future, I will definitely ask him what Mr. Ming's divination is for him.

Silence continued in the carriage, while the girls in the other carriage kept fighting.

"Hey, when did the carriage change directions?"

Jiang Yan's little head looked outside, and the unfamiliar road made her very curious.

"Back girl, just now Aunt Cui ordered the road to be closed because of the heavy snow, and today we will go to Mrs. Lin's house for the night." The coachman outside the carriage heard the voice of Jiang Yan in the carriage, so he immediately replied.

"Oh." Jiang Yan replied sullenly.

I'm really disappointed, she was looking forward to going to Zhuangzi and picking plums.

Now that he is going to Wu Yao's grandfather's house, he can't help but feel a little unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiu took the handkerchief in his hand and looked outside: "Look." ”

Jiang Yan looked up listlessly: "Huh! There was a bush of plum blossoms there. Wow! It's beautiful. ”

When Wu Yao heard this, she immediately leaned over and said, "It's really beautiful." ”

The plum blossoms are different, and the snow hits the heart, adding a touch of coldness to it.

"The beauty of the world is plum, and the pride in the cold." Jiang Xiu took a deep breath of air, and there was a hint of plum fragrance in the air.

It's really, really, wonderful.

"I still like lotus flowers in the yard more than plum blossoms." Jiang Yan climbed by the window and looked at the plum blossoms.

There are no lotus flowers in Yuncheng, but there is a pool of lotus in Jiang's mansion.

When summer arrives, the lotus will emerge from the mud without a trace of dust.

"Lotus flowers, too, are beautiful. Even if they come out of the mud, they don't want to do what they wanted. Wu Yao looked at the plum blossoms and felt a little bored and sat back.

Some things are really amazing at first glance, but when you taste them, you think it's nothing more than that.

Maybe I was expecting too much from that thing in the first place.

"Have you ever seen a lotus?" Jiang Yan turned her head and asked, and Jiang Xiu's gaze also looked over.

Wu Yao panicked, and said with a little fluttering eyes: "I haven't seen it, I heard from the elders in the village." ”

"He is Mr. Ming, and my mother said that Mr. Ming is a reclusive master."

"Oh, Mr. Aki. I know. Jiang Yan said again: "He also gave our father a willow branch, and the willow tree in my backyard is that willow branch." ”

Jiang Xiu was still a little suspicious of Wu Yao, but when she heard Jiang Yan say this.

He also slowly let go of his doubtful heart.

"Mr. Liming is very powerful, when we get there, I'll take you to play with him." Wu Yao said with a smile.

Back then, her mother also loved to take her to Mr. Ming's place to play, but since .......

"Okay, Ah Xiu, we also went to ask Mr. Ming to make a divination for us." Jiang Yan smiled and said.

Back then, because of Mr. Ming's deeds, my father has always been fanatical and persistent in studying easy number divination, and learning what to do is good.

I don't know how many times I was scolded by my mother, and then I gradually put down my books and didn't study.

The carriage slowly drove into a village, and everyone was greeted by a thousand-year-old tree.

Even though the snow is white, the leaves on the branches are still verdant.