Shen Xiuwen listened to the words of these two people, pondered for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Qingfeng Pavilion?" The mysterious Seifukaku? ”

It is rumored that Qingfeng Pavilion is located on the top of the lofty mountain in the southeast of Yu County, which is quite mysterious. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info and the master of Qingfeng Pavilion is not only extraordinary, but also able to understand astronomy, arithmetic, and know everything about the world, and is very fond of rare treasures.

All ambitious politicians and princes and nobles with prominent families tried their best to visit this strange man, but the temperament of this Qingfeng Pavilion Lord was very strange, and if there was really a treasure he liked, he would be quite patient to answer all kinds of questions for the people who came. The difficulty is that few of these rare treasures are worthy of him.

Shen Xiuwen couldn't help but think: I don't know what is the matter of Master Yin's friend who needs to find the Qingfeng Pavilion Master for a solution? Looks like this man is in trouble.

Liu Da'an heard the uncertainty in his tone, rolled his eyelids and said: "Don't say it's you, the third child and I were also taken aback when we heard Master Yin say this, that Qingfeng Pavilion is not something that ordinary people can deal with." ”

Shen Xiuwen thought for a moment and asked, "Is Master Yin's matter done?" ”

Liu Da'an nodded, looked left and right again, and then said: "Master Yin said that this place has not been peaceful recently, so it is better to leave for the capital as soon as possible, and set off early tomorrow morning......

As he was talking, a rough and angry voice came from the door of the inn: "Hmph, if that thief is caught by me, my name as the Flying Fox of Wolf Mountain will be famous, and I will also be angry with those little rabbit cubs of the Yue Ling Sect!" ”

Shen Xiuwen couldn't help but look curiously, the rugged man who called himself "Wolf Mountain Flying Fox" had dark skin, was neither fat nor thin, had a strong physique, and was full of energy, but he was unkempt and full of big scum. But the person next to him is in great contrast, with a fair complexion like snow, a clean moire white coat, a jade crown and bundled hair, and a folding fan in his hand, which shakes and shakes from time to time, quite the elegance of a turbid son.

After listening to the complaint of the Flying Fox of Wolf Mountain, the good boy snorted and laughed: "What about the Flying Fox of Wolf Mountain?" That thief, even Chu Chi, the eldest disciple of the Yue Ling Sect, almost fell in love with his Dao, just by you? I think it's better to stop dreaming about spring and autumn. ”

The Wolf Mountain Flying Fox snorted in his nose, "What kind of thing is that Chu Chi!" It's not relying on the prestige of the second major martial arts faction of the Yue Ling Sect, if you talk about fighting alone, maybe it's not as good as me! ”

Na Jia Gongzi waved the folding fan in his hand, and said in a stacked voice: "Yes, yes, I know you are amazing, listening to you say this, I think you still have some hope." With that, he staggered forward, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Shen Xiuwen's eyes, and he was stunned, and then waved the folding fan in his hand with a snap, raised his chin and walked slowly past the three of them.

The Wolf Mountain Flying Fox naturally followed him by his side. After the two of them walked away, Liu Daan suddenly laughed and said: "These two people are really weird, especially the person who waved the fan, it was just over March, and the fan was not afraid of getting into trouble when he waved it around." ”

Shen Xiuwen also felt a little funny, "One is sloppy and reckless, calling himself 'Wolf Mountain Flying Fox'......; I think they're funny, but it's just a little bit ...... I can't see the situation clearly. ”

Miao Laosan said slowly: "People can't look good, maybe the two of them are really masters of the masters." ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man and Shen Xiucai nodded in agreement, feeling that there was some truth.

The three of them then returned to their guest rooms, but in a few moments, it was completely dark. Yan Dongming knocked lightly on the door frame and told them to go down to eat.

Shen Xiuwen responded, and went downstairs slowly with the fat man and Miao Laosan.

In the wing, everyone was together, and they hadn't seen each other for more than ten days, Master Yin looked a little haggard, and the steward was also absent-minded, leaning on the window lattice and looking worried.

Shen Xiuwen thought that he must have been troubled by the Qingfeng Pavilion Master, and it was estimated that Master Yin's friend's entrustment would not be able to do it.

Thinking like this, I was very happy in my heart, and I accidentally ate more, and ran to the hut several times in one night.

Early the next morning, Shen Xiuwen took his baggage and went downstairs with a grumbling face. Seeing his expression, Liu Da'an leaned over and asked mysteriously, "Why did you go last night?" ”

Shen Xiuwen glared at him, "I went to steal the cattle." ”

Liu Da'an smiled meaningfully, "I know." ”

At this moment, the carriage was ready, Shen Xiuwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, went straight to the carriage, and shrank in the corner to sleep. In a daze, I felt the wheels move, and then I fell asleep completely.

When he woke up, the group had already arrived at Runing Mansion.

Runing Mansion is the fief of Zhu Jianze, the king of Chongjian, the sixth son of Emperor Yingzong, and the younger brother of Emperor Xianzong, who is the uncle of the current emperor.

Runing Mansion is a lively but light place, the water pavilion tower, bluestone paving, elegant and luxurious, there is a charm in the luxury, it is a place where literati and scholars linger.

The streets of Runing Province are clear and spacious, with symmetrical pavilions and wide views, and the suburbs of the city are planted with pear trees, which bloom like snow at the beginning of March. It is intertwined with the green peaks and mountains, like the misty clouds and mist of the mountain streams, which has the artistic conception of a paradise.

This place is beautiful, clear and beautiful, and it is also a good place to return to the hermitage and live in the countryside, and is favored by many literati or old ministers of the court who resigned and retired.

It is said that King Chongjian is also an extremely elegant person, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are proficient, and he is also quite popular with everyone.

At this time, it is the beginning of March, the warmth is suitable, the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and there are many travelers coming and going in Runing Mansion, which is very lively.

However, along the way, Master Yin didn't have much interest, and Shen Xiuwen wanted to rush to the capital as soon as possible, after all, this was his first time going to the capital, and many matters needed him to deal with and familiarize himself with.

Therefore, after staying at the inn in Runing Mansion, they only stayed for one night, and continued their journey the next day.

However, just when we were about to arrive in the capital, the weather was not beautiful, and it rained heavily for two days, and landslides blocked the official road into Beijing. They had to go to Meizhen, a hundred miles from the capital.

I heard Mr. Yin say that he came to this town many years ago, the town is not big, there are dozens of families, surrounded by mountains, mountain streams and lakes are shining, there are streams to irrigate the fertile fields, and he is self-sufficient.

When they came to the town, they went door to door, but the doors were closed, and the empty streets were deserted, which was very different from what Master Yin said.

They knocked on the doors of several homes and there was no response. In desperation, they found a grass hut to rest for the time being.

This thatched hut is located in a large open space in the north of the town, looking a little abrupt, Master Yin said, this vacant land is for drying rice or pickles on weekdays, if there is a thunderstorm, the rice, pickles will be moved to this grass hut to shelter from the wind and rain.

There were still some dry straw stalks in this hut, and the steward instructed the maids and servants who accompanied him to tidy up the hut, put the soft straw stalks on the ground, and took the mattresses from the carriage and spread them on them.

It was past 5 p.m., but the town was silent and deserted, and there was no one else except them.

Shen Xiuwen stood in front of the thatched hut and looked up at the sky, the sky was blue today, clear and clear, and he didn't see anything wrong.

But the town is also a bit strange, and even the fat man, who has always been swaggering, feels that the atmosphere here is unusual.

Then the steward led two or three servants to knock on the door, but none of them responded. Master Yin, who has always been calm and calm, was also a little restless.

It's just that there is only one town within a radius of dozens of miles, and there is nowhere else to go. Seeing the sunset at dusk, there is a mountain wind that is about to come, in case of mountain rain and rockslides on the way, there will be worries about life. Even if you want to go to a nearby town, you can only wait until tomorrow morning to leave.