Chapter Ninety-Five: The Wordless Pavilion

When I landed, I heard a shrill scream from a girl sitting on a tall shoulder. Following the prestige, a slender and bloody red thread, oozing with a treacherous black aura, tore a gap in her pale face. Her eyes, still scarlet, stared fearfully at Hei as she stood beside me.

Xiao Hei just glanced at it. seems to be an understatement, but the silence in the eyes is like a stream condensing cold jade, which is shocking.

His body is really fast, faster than every time I've seen it before. When did he hurt the girl? Looking at the wound, it seems to be the same dagger.

There seemed to be whispering something around them. In the final analysis, most of these people are alone, and it is rare to see three, five, three or five rubbing them together. In fact, I am no different from them, occasionally watching others fight, but also sneaking away. once asked Xiaobai this question, Xiaobai pretended to be deep and said: "If you choose a sword career, you are destined to be alone." ”

It's desolate. So I shuddered.

"Brother!" Xiao Bai slammed down on me.

I hugged Xiao Bai and stroked his hair, but my eyes looked at Xiao Hei in a daze.

At this time, his eyes dissipated the coldness, and retreated into a pool of deep water, quiet and quiet, bottomless, and I couldn't figure it out.

I have saved many people, and the people who have saved me......

I don't have a word, but maybe I'll remember it forever.

A few spectators of the battle also dispersed quietly, and I was stunned to see that the pavilion that had just collapsed due to the brawl was gradually growing back to its original state. The old woman was even more so, and she brought a small bench and sat on the second floor.

Because I don't have much actual combat experience, and I don't have any technical content in combat, I will suffer again today. But after all, it still implemented Xiaobai's strategic policy of "talking about literature before talking about martial arts".

First of all, the good news is that the four major boxes are indeed filled with white money.

But this big man is too vicious. It stands to reason that such a big target should have met by fate a long time ago, how could he only meet the two of them now. The reason why this is the case is because in the past month, the girl has taken this tall man out of the forest to fight for teeth. For this reason, all the softness that has been divided is consumed.

So even if I kill her today, I won't get a penny back.

This son has a pure temperament, how can he bear to hurt his life, instead of being entangled in her, it is better to hope for the whereabouts of the other half of the money.

I threatened, "Confess your accomplices." "Pulled Xiao Hei to my side and hugged me.

The girl's death is not recognized.

"Yo, it's quite righteous. "Little White Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

"Someone used gunpowder to make smoke that day, transferred the container, and covered your escape. ”

“......”

"I even let you go, I just want to get the money back. ”

The girl stared at her blood-red eyes and said, "Impossible, it's long gone." And he often wanders outside and doesn't come back much. ”

Helplessly, the matter had to be abandoned.

......

Moonpigment, people are helpless.

Xiaobai didn't speak, and I didn't say anything.

Long.

"Brother, my Qiankun bag ......"

"Don't think about it, the revenge hasn't been avenged yet. ”

"Oh. ”

Xiaobai jumped down from the cherry blossom tree and trembled: "Then brother, enjoy the moon by yourself, I'm going back to my room to sleep." ”

The moonlight sprinkled on it, casting a halo over it. I grabbed it by the tail, hugged it, and said, "What do you think we should do now?"

"Sleep. ”

"What else?"

"Mess around. ”

"Except for the Qiankun bag, isn't there anything else that can arouse your interest now?"

"Yes, the owner of the building. ”

However, what Xiaobai is curious about is also what I care about. The size of this inn is a bit unreasonable, and the people who live there are strange. The strange old man and the old woman don't look like the real managers here.

As for this wordless building, Xiaobai has sneaked into it once, and there is no one.

"Let's go to the wordless building again. ”

No word building, not a "no" building, but no business name. It's the first floor.

Originally, I didn't bother to do something like this, and even if I wanted to do it, I had to make preparations, drift forward, drift away, and leave no trace. And tonight it was a whim. I chose a way with few people to enter the front yard of the wordless building, there is a faint fragrance in the wind, and the grass grows in late spring and March.

The moonlight casts mottled shadows on the openwork windowsill. The surroundings were quiet, so quiet that even Xiaobai had to compete with me, and he disappeared when he entered the courtyard. The inside of the building was also quiet, and it was easier to sneak in than I thought.

Sometimes fate is a strange thing. I didn't make any profit when I came, but when I left, I had to go around to the backyard, because through the carved window I saw a playful white plum outside the window. And because I wanted to see this white plum blossom clearly, I deliberately took a long detour to leave, and just like that, I came out with a big message.

"Childe, over there in the Western Realm, there is another move, do we need to make a move?"

"No hurry, wait. ”

I stepped over the steps with my front feet, and was shaken by the sound, and my hind feet stepped back and froze. At that moment, my heart was beating hard, and my heavy legs seemed to have roots, and I didn't walk, I didn't walk, I didn't.

In the moonlight, two tall figures stood under the plum tree that I was trying to see. One stood with his hands in his hands, his white robe flickering, while the other stood beside him, bowing his head slightly, the jewel set in the scabbard shining a dazzling red.

Although I can't see their faces clearly, if Duan Fang appears here, then who else will be the person he calls Gongzi.

"You go down first. ”

"Childe, your body ......"

“......”

"The end side retreated. ”

It seems like I haven't heard him in a long time. The moon is like frost, and his distant posture is as precious as the stars, the wind blows his clothes, the shadows are sparse and slanted, and there are bright plum blossoms. I looked at him behind the rose, wondering when this man had made me start to remember, in the beginning, or after I left.

The night wasn't bleak, maybe he only had to look back at the stone pavilion to see that I was here too.

I thought that if I saw him, I would definitely mock him, but now I don't have the courage to see him.

I want him to turn back, and I'm afraid he turns back. The figure's every move seemed to tug at my heartstrings, until he turned his face slightly, as if carelessly, and then turned away a moment later, and the words I was about to utter were stuck in my throat.

"Yu ...... Pyro. ”

I left the stone pavilion and walked absentmindedly under the plum tree, the dark fragrance floated, and I was in a trance, he was still standing here just now.

"Were you looking for me just now?"

An intoxicating word behind me suddenly woke me up.

I turned my head in panic, the moon was like flowing water, and the people in front of me were smiling and laughing as before.

"Yu ...... Pyro. ”

"Well...... Qing'er. He stood in the shade behind the stone pavilion, walked leisurely, gradually approaching, the clear moonlight gradually brightened his face, a pair of smiling autumn eyes, the eyes I liked.

"What are you hiding from me for?"