Shun Yu was silent, it would be important to save his life, God knows what nonsense he was talking about...... She had long forgotten.

"It is the poem of the Tieguan Taoist in the former dynasty, which means that the mountain is cool and sleepy, for example, our scholars study hard in the window, and they will sigh every night, and a bed of breeze and book leaf dance, half a window of bright moon and ink flowers, is just spontaneous." She handed him back the cotton towel, and where was the human body, like a rag that had been sewn and mended.

Qingfeng's face was gloomy, his eyes were darker than the night outside the window, and his tone was very cold: "Get out." ”

Shun Yu ran away, she felt that if she was half a step slower, the scissors would not be stuck in the wall.

Chunlin occupied another room, the farmer and the mother-in-law slept in the kitchen, the old man who drove the car had been snoring in the thatched hut, although she had nowhere to go, her heart was relaxed, she breathed a sigh of relief, climbed into the car and sat against the window, occasionally chickens and dogs smelled each other, insects chirped, the mist gradually blinded her vision, she closed her eyes tightly, I don't know what to dream, pursed the corners of her mouth, and her face was red.

.........................

A ray of golden sunlight penetrated the morning mist, and there was a sweet water river at the head of Sweetwater Town, where a group of little daughters-in-law were beating their clothes under the bridge, and their mouths full of Wu Nong's soft words rippled with the ripples in the circle.

On the wet bluestone road, there was the creaking sound of horse-drawn carriages, and the shops on both sides were sleepily putting away the wooden planks.

The air is filled with the wonderful aroma of Zhengjia oil cake shop and Wangjiadong fresh meat buns, and the taste must be excellent.

How does Mo Dao Shunyu know, just look at the people waiting on both sides.

Chunlin seemed to have forgotten all the unhappiness last night, holding a bronze mirror to apply rouge to his face, smiling and pulling Qingfeng's sleeve to ask if it was beautiful, Qingfeng was expressionless, and threw a bun of money to Shunyu, asking her to buy oil cakes and buns, and go back quickly.

Shun Yu jumped out of the carriage, walked more than ten steps into the pile, this is the Zheng family oil cake shop, selling cooking cakes, sugar cakes, moldy dried vegetable cakes and the like, there are three or five people in front of the board, some people cut noodles, some people roll dough, some people fill the filling, some people Zhuo Hua, and then put it into the oven to bake.

He was fast here, and he didn't wait long, Shun Yu squeezed out the cooking cakes wrapped in oiled paper and went to the fresh meat bun shop in Wangjiadong opposite.

A cage has just been sold, and a cage is still steaming on the stove, Shun Yu stood on the side and waited, hesitating whether to escape at this time when no one had time to take care of her, but even if she slipped away, if she met again on a narrow road, she would definitely die.

Just as I was thinking about it, a familiar voice shouted in my ears: "I want twenty meat buns, don't you want oil from the cracked skin." ”

Shunyin looked over, the man was standing in front of the steamer, his tall body was wearing pale blue short leggings, and a short knife was pinned to his waist, although the water vapor covered his face, Shun Yu still recognized him at once, it was Shen Huanli.

Shun Yu inexplicably had a kind of old knowledge of seeing his old country in a foreign country, and his eyes were full of excitement, and his heart was pounding and he wanted to go towards him.

I didn't want to glance at it inadvertently, Qingfeng didn't know when he was standing outside the pile, staring at her with his hands around him, and his eyes were a little cold.

Shun Yu was stunned, not daring to move easily, and saw Shen Huan pick up the meat buns, pick one up and eat it, and pass in front of her comfortably.

As if sensing something, he swept Shun Yu's eyes, and saw that her eyes were shining as if she was looking at him, so he grinned and said: "This meat bun is genuine, although the little brother can buy it with confidence, it is very delicious." ”

“.........。“ Delicious? Eat you!

Shun Yu ignored him angrily and went straight to the steamer.

When she returned to the car in frustration with the meat buns and cooking cakes, Qingfeng was already sitting on a chair, and there were three bowls of steaming glutinous rice sweet porridge on the table.

Chunlin took the cooking cake, Qingfeng bit the meat bun, and asked lightly, "What did Shen Huan say to you?" ”

Shun Yu was angry and angry, and his teeth gurgled loudly: "You actually told me that the meat bun is delicious...... I want to eat his meat. “

Qingfeng secretly wondered the authenticity of this words, but seeing her fierce eyes, she suddenly wanted to laugh: "He is a practitioner, and the meat is very rough, I'm afraid you won't be able to bite it." “

These words evoked the sore spot of Chunlin's humiliation by him last night, threw the spoon into the sweet porridge, opened the door and wanted to leave.

Qingfeng raised his legs to block her way, and his expression was very solemn: "I followed Shen Huan just now, and I saw him enter the Yuelai Inn, there were several horses tied to the courtyard, presumably Shen Zetang and his guards stayed inside, I asked the guys at the inn, they will leave the store at dusk today, the opportunity must not be lost, the time will not come, it is best to take advantage of him to leave." “

He turned to look at Chunlin: "Where are your people?" “

"Who?" Chunlin pouted and pretended to be confused.

Qingfeng's face sank, and his tone was very indifferent: "Shen Zetang's guard, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, only borrows the power of you and me, it will definitely be a place to die without a burial, you don't have to pretend to be confused, the alliance leader has a secret letter, and ordered you to dispatch assassins here to kill Shen Zetang together." ”

Taking advantage of the moment when Chunlin hung his neck silently, Shun Yu plucked up the courage and said: "As the saying goes, there is a debtor and a debtor, you have your sunny avenue, I have my own single-plank bridge, Xiaosheng will say goodbye, I hope it will be indefinite." "If you give it up again, you will jump under the carriage.

The blue light was cold, and a long sword was stopped in front of Shun Yu, but fortunately, she quickly retreated with her eyes and hands, and she was almost cut in half.

This is not the most terrifying, the moment the curtain is lifted, a young man in a corrugated hat is pulling up a big bow and pointing an arrow at her.

Shun Yu's back stiffened, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into ...... cold kiln.

"You can't kill him now, it's useful to keep it." Qingfeng was expressionless, and wiped the sword very calmly.

"It's a breeze, nothing escapes your eyes." Chunlin curled his lips and smiled: "Since I entered Sweetwater Town, my people have been following me all the way, and nothing can escape my eyes." “

..............

This is a very high-grade wine shop in Sweetwater Town, the window is full of people, the ground floor is also full, but the second floor seems to be empty, in addition to Qingfeng Chunlin and Shunyu, there is also the young man who holds the bow, the shopkeeper of the wine shop, the blind fortune teller with an iron mouth, the little nun with a beautiful appearance, and four or five men of different shapes.

The breeze slowly swept over these people, and the corners of his lips smeared with a sarcastic smile: "Only these few?" Still, go to death. ”

The faces of the group changed, Chunlin was not annoyed, and poured tea for him with a smile: "There are still forty or fifty people, but it happened that yesterday I received a secret letter from the capital, and went south to Ji'an first, you don't underestimate all of you here, all of them are not simple, and if you plan properly, you can still take Shen Zetang's life." “

"Now that you're confident, I'll listen to you." Qingfeng picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Chunlin continued: "As long as Shen Zetang can be allowed to come here to use wine and food, it is a sure thing for him to die." “

"Want to poison him?" Qingfeng sneered: "If he is so careless, there is no need for you and me to do it." “