Chapter 332 Why should the moonlight be weak
Xia Xia squinted her eyes and crooked her mouth, thinking very cutely, and said, "When I went to the hospital to get medicine two days ago, Lao Ji seemed to be sick, and the apprentice brother was not there. Because the tail medicine was about to run out, I pestered him for a long time before he was willing to let me make up for it, but he didn't know that the tail medicine was placed in the cabinet of Baizi, and he found several wrong ones, and finally I reminded him with the memory of the previous medicine, do you say he is sick and stupid? β
I also remembered that the last time I went to the medical center for the last time to diagnose my last illness, Dr. Ji was indeed sick, and the medical house was still full of dust, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time, and the junior apprentice was nowhere to be found.
I replied, "Maybe it's winter, and there is something wrong with the old man, so it's not strange to be confused." β
Xia Xia still squinted, she didn't have the habit of squinting and thinking before, she should have learned it from Haipiao: "Strange, very strange." In the past few years, I have been going back and forth in the hospital for four out of ten days, and I am already very familiar with them, and you know in private, I call him Lao Ji, and he calls me Xiaozhi, saying that I squeak and chirp like a summer intellectual. But when I went to look for him that day, I called him several times Lao Ji, but he didn't respond, and he didn't call me Xiaozhi like before, but called me by my name. I always thought he was weird, as if he had changed. β
I feel a little chill in my back, Xia Xia has always been very careful, so this doctor in charge is indeed a little inappropriate, the last time I went to the doctor, I may have been too upset, but I really didn't look closely.
It's like a different personβ
Someone can't be dressed up in disguise, right?
Nightshade?
The first thing that came to my mind was the sound of the night. But I know that Yesheng is not the only one in this town who will disguise himself, and the person who pretended to be Song Lingjian still doesn't know who it is, let alone whether he is good or bad, but judging from the vicious eyes he looked at me at that time, it didn't seem to be friendly-
I'm terrified, this person is like a shadow, lurking uneasily in this town, what is his purpose, why does he pretend to be Song Lingjian?
Longbow? - Yes, he specifically asked me about Song Lingjian's longbow last time, did he mean that worn-out longbow? Could it be - could it be that he was the one who stole the longbow in Song Ling's Arrow Mountain House last time and then injured Yan? !
I gritted my teeth.
Xia Xia said to herself: "Also, when he was helping me find the tail medicine, I saw that many of the drawers he had opened had bottomed out, and there seemed to be no intention to make up for it, and the floor on the cabinet was full of dust, so it felt like he didn't plan to open it again, but I didn't ask him, I always felt that he was different." β
I was shocked and interrupted her thinking: "Don't worry about it, don't go to the hospital if you have nothing to do lately, I always feel weird everywhere." β
Xia Xia stared at me and said, "How come this is Sister Fei coming to me, I'm not afraid, but Sister Fei, you are timid, don't drill into the inexplicable place-by the way, when Brother Xiaolu came to deliver the food yesterday, he said that you dropped something on their indigo and sent it together-" Speaking of this, Xia Xia lifted the square towel covered by the teapot on the table, and on the tea tray was a thing wrapped in a cloth bag, narrow and slightly long.
She picked up the cloth bag and said, "It's been two days since I put it here, Sister Fei, how careless you are, you haven't even looked at it." β
Curiously, I took the cloth bag and checked it, slightly heavy: "What is it?" Why am I not impressed? β
Xia Xia said: "You don't have an impression of your own things, and I don't know even more - let's see what it is." β
I opened the drawstring of the cloth bag, and the contents were still wrapped in a piece of blue cloth, and when it was spread out carefully, it was a small black dagger, the blade was not sharp, the knife surface was unfavorable, and a piece of blue jade was embedded in the handle, which was very exquisite.
What is this?!
This dagger was given to me by Master Huang, saying that it was a gift from my father to Mrs. Huang many years ago, and now for my father and Mrs. Huang, it can only be a releacy. The last time he saw me off, he went to the toast building, and he talked about sleeping in the private room, and then he left in a hurry, and forgot about it in the indigo, but fortunately the little donkey was careful, otherwise...... Otherwise, such a meaningful gift was lost, and I really didn't know how to explain it to Master Huang.
"Dagger? Sister Fei, when did you get this thing? People who usually tremble when they see blood. Xia Xia stared at the dagger with interest.
I gently stroked the blue jade on it, and said softly: "This is Mrs. Huang's favorite object during her lifetime, and Uncle Huang Shi remembered my relationship with Mrs. Huang and gave it to me." β
Xia Xia nodded and said, "I see, since Master Huang gave it to you, it is also a heart, such a small handle, it shouldn't be too heavy to be by your side." β
"Yes." I carefully touched the dagger, the dagger surface was not smooth and flat, I thought it was some kind of wear and scratch, and when I looked closely at the candlelight, it seemed to be some fine lines, like auspicious clouds and like waves, flipped on the dagger, no wonder this dagger does not feel sharp.
This dagger came from my father's hand, it is dark iron color, is it from the same piece of dark iron as Yan Cuo's dark iron rod and Zhu Jing's dark iron sword? However, Zhu Jing said when he competed with Yan Cuo that the Xuantie rod could frustrate the edge of ten thousand blades, and he was afraid that his Xuantie sword would be damaged and he would not compare weapons with Yan Cuo, that is, the Xuantie Sword was not as hard as the Xuantie Rod?
However, Zhang Shan just said that the black iron rod melted birch wood in addition to the black iron, so it has more toughness, is it because of this? And what about this dagger? It feels dull like a toy.
I was thinking about these strange weapons from my father's hand in the clouds, but Xia Xia fell asleep with her head on her backβ
Still stubbornly saying that I'm not tired-
I replaced the large candle with a small candle and helped the sleeping Xia Xia to lie down.
I packed up my things and listened carefully to the movement outside, it should have been the third watch, there was no Han San's laughter, and there was no sound of Haipiao coming back, Haipiao's eyes were as still as watery as I was worried.
Looking at Xia Xia's sleeping face, I thought a lot, from the beginning of Shiyilang's accident to the present, the doubts that have come one after another, the strange to familiar faces that continue to appear, the tears that have flowed, the laughter that has flowed, and every picture has exhausted my efforts.
A "zhiah" scattered his thoughts.
I jerked to my feet, opened the door and walked out.
"Miss," someone straightened up in the darkness, and the rocking chair squeaked softly, it was Zhu Jing's voice, "Did I disturb you?" β
I breathed a sigh of relief and lit the lamp on the lampstand, and there was a halo around the candlelight, which illuminated Zhu Jing's sharp face with a soft light.
"Zhu Jing is you, why do you come back and sit here without making a sound? What about sea drifting? I don't think I heard a sound from the other side. β
Zhu Jing pinched the bridge of her nose with her fingers, seemed to be a little drunk, and said: "Before leaving, they said that they were going to Liucun Wupo, and I didn't bother to follow them. β
Foggy slopes?
Although the truth of the foggy slope has been solved, I still feel a little uneasy, the poisonous flowers there are now no corpses to eat, I wonder if it will become a monster to do evil?
"In the middle of the night, what are they doing on the foggy slope?" I'm a little worried, I'll rest assured if Haipiao goes with Song Lingjian, but if I go with the unreliable Han Sanxiao, who knows if he will kick him to feed the flowers at the critical moment!
Zhu Jing said: "I heard that they seem to have mentioned Cao Nan, and also mentioned the strange old woman who lives nearby, and Gu Li seems to be trying to verify one of their guesses. β
"What speculation?" I'm curious.
"It should be about the identity of the old woman or something."
I tilted my head, Granny Xie? That Granny Xie, who dressed herself up like a drama in a weird way and kidnapped Xia Xia and caused her to suffer from night wandering syndrome?
Speaking of her, I haven't settled accounts with her yet!
Butβ
"What is Granny Xie's identity?" My curiosity still prevailed, wasn't she just a gloomy old lady?
"It seems to have something to do with Cao Nan, and I heard them mention it...... Madam? Zhu Jing frowned, as if she wasn't very sure.
"Ma'am? Yun Niang? β
Zhu Jing touched her eyes and looked very tired.
Granny Xie? Cao Nan? Yun Niang? Is there any connection between the three?
"Didn't Mr. Cao go to the imperial capital? He used to live at the end of Hongcun, would he have any friendship with Granny Xie? I muttered.
Zhu Jing didn't answer me.
I looked down and saw that he was asleep on a crutche.
I pushed him and shouted softly, "Zhu Jing? Zhu Jing? Wake up, it's too cold outside, I can't carry you, you wake up for a while and walk to the study and then sleep. β
Zhu Jing opened her eyes in a daze, stood up obediently, and said vaguely: "En...... Good ......"
I walked in front with the lamp in my hand, Zhu Jing followed like a well-behaved big child, and when I arrived at my father's study, Zhu Jing looked up for a while, and fell asleep on the small bed.
I covered him with a quilt and wiped his face and hands briefly.
"Miss, did I do something wrong?" He asked me.
I was stunned and said, "Why do you ask this?" β
Zhu Jing didn't open her eyes, turned over and muttered, "Big brother, don't blame me......"
It turned out to be talking in a dream.
I said softly: "Zhu Jing, don't blame yourself, if you want to blame me, it's our Yan family who is sorry for you." β
It's a pity that I'm just a woman, and I'm dying, and I can't support the tombstone of the Yan clan.
I sighed, picked up the lamp, and walked out of the room.
There was a man standing at the door of the study, the moonlight sprinkled on him like water, his haggard face with a sad smile, and the spring water in his eyes seemed to be entwined with endless chanting. He stood so quietly under the embrace of the moonlight, so cold that people didn't dare to approach, and it seemed like he couldn't get enough of it in his life.
I was inexplicably overjoyed, and took a few steps forward and said, "Why are you here?" β
He was so excited that he blew out the lamp and candle in his hand.
It was dark everywhere, only he was covered in moonlight, and the light was shining, as if he had come from a dream promise.
I awkwardly placed the candle on the desk and looked around for a fire breaker.
He smiled and walked in, and the moonlight followed him as he walked, illuminating half the room.
It turned out that it wasn't the moonlight shining on him, but the moonlight in his handβ
The moonlight egg jade given to him by the girl surnamed You.
Since I have the light of the moon, why do I need this dim worldly fireworks?
I smiled wryly, and put back the Yan Fold that was about to take out my sleeve pocket.
As soon as my heart was heavy, I was not upside down and nervous when I spoke, so I steadied my tone and smiled at him, "Is there anything wrong with your adult coming here in the middle of the night?" β
Shangguan Yan said: "I heard that Zhu Jing left the yamen with the girl, and I wanted to ask him how he went." β
I glanced at Xiao Jian and said, "Zhu Jing was reckless for a while, maybe he offended the place of Shangguan Mansion, please don't blame my lord." β
Shangguan Yan smiled and said, "Everyone has their own ambitions, his heart has never been on my side, and now that his heart finally has a place, I should be happy for him, how can I blame-" As he spoke, he lowered his head and took out an envelope from his sleeve, rubbed it lightly, and put it on the table.