52. Take the sword
The room is quiet and silent.
It seems that no one who hears this knows how to react.
Zhu Chuan understood what Qixing said, and he wanted to give gifts during the holidays, and he also knew that it was very common.
But......
This is Du Chasi, this is Huo Lian, who gave him a gift!
It's not right, there are many people who give gifts to Huo Lian, giving gold and silver, sending houses, sending fields, and sending women......
But how can you send a lamp.
Or make it yourself, a bowl of water, a few flowers.
Is this a gift?
What do you mean!
What about the Governor?
Huo Lian smiled, retracted his gaze, and looked at Qixing: "The head may not know, I, Huo Lian, only accept gifts, but never return gifts." ”
Seven Stars smiled and shook his head.
It seems to be saying that she is not giving a gift, or that she should not return the gift.
"I'll take my sword." She said, "I'm going to get rid of some wicked people." ”
Just wait! Zhu Chuan clenched his sword tightly, he was not a governor, he leaned over casually, said a word or something, and took the sword away, he Zhu Chuan was powerful.......
The word "very" has not slipped in his mind, and the seven stars who spoke have already arrived in front of him.
So fast!
So despicable!
Knocking on the door in the middle of the night, he is still sitting to eat and drink, looking like a guest!
But he said that he would do it!
Zhu Chuan dodged backwards, and at the same time raised his foot to slam down, but there was no heavy blow of collision, but the person was unloaded, and he couldn't help slipping, and at the same time, the green light flashed, his hand was empty, accompanied by a whirlwind of wind, and the six-foot sword and the green light figure both went out.
The sword—
With a silent shout, with a pop, Zhu Chuan slipped and fell to the ground, and just as he was about to jump up, Huo Lian had already turned into a black shadow and stopped the flying green shadow back.
In the dark night room, two shadows collided, a whirlwind rolled up, and the candle flame jumped, Zhu Chuan only felt that his vision was in a trance, and he heard a dinging sound.
The illusory black shadow condensed into a human, and Huo Lian stood back in front of the table, holding a six-foot sword in his hand.
Seven Stars stood in the doorway and turned around, only the scabbard in his hand.
"Your father didn't give you the sword to use it like this." Huo Lian said coldly.
Qixing looked at him and didn't speak, his body twisted slightly, and his feet were on the ground, like a ripple of water, making the breath in the room instantly stagnant and dim, this time he didn't abandon the sword and left, and the person pounced on Huo Lian.
Huo Lian raised his hand to greet him, and the woman slid over with her sword, wrapping her whole body around.
Zhu Chuan didn't say that he stepped forward to help, he didn't even shout out, he was swept away by the breath and hit the wall, the light and shadow in front of him were staggered, and the sound of weapons colliding in his ears was dingdingding-
The movement in the room had already caused the guards around to rush.
"The Governor—"
With the sound of shouting, the crossbow arrows and guns were aimed at the room, but Zhu Chuan immediately shouted not to act rashly.
He looked at the room and could barely tell whether it was one or two, and if he attacked the woman, the governor would inevitably be affected as well.
Huo Lian looked at the woman who was clinging to her.
She was so close that she could feel each other's skin.
But the strange thing is that he, who has always disliked being close to people, did not have the slightest resistance and discomfort in his body.
It's as if she doesn't exist, or, accustomed to her presence.
It's incredible!
As a result, he was never able to get rid of her.
With another hand, her hand climbed up his shoulder, and a force wrapped around him like water.
With a soft clang, the sword sank into its scabbard.
Huo Lian's arm vibrated slightly, and his palm swirled, this time he no longer grabbed the sword, but grabbed people.
The man was right in front of him.
"Your stepfather didn't let you live like this." Seven Stars said in his ear.
Huo Lian's body stiffened.
The person in front of him slid out like water, and the six-foot sword slammed to the ground, clanged, and jumped out of the room.
"Governor-" Zhu Chuan shouted inside, "Order-"
Huo Lian waved her raised hand and made a gesture to disperse.
The surrounding guards didn't have time to disperse, and the cyan figure crossed the encirclement, turned onto the eaves, and disappeared into the night.
Sure enough, just like last time, Zhu Chuan stood up by the wall and leaned at the window to watch this scene, thinking to himself, he didn't shout to chase and kill like before, probably because he heard the governor mention the woman's father, and the woman also mentioned the governor's father-in-law.
They know each other's fathers.
It seems that they really have an unusual relationship.
Otherwise, the next time this woman comes back, he will pour the tea himself.
Huo Lian's voice suddenly sounded: "Zhu Chuan, go, stare at her." ”
Zhu Chuan was a little surprised, and he didn't react for a while, until Huo Lian glanced at him again, and then hurriedly rushed out.
"Don't worry, Governor! I'm going to keep an eye on her—"
Just staring, and then what? Catch? Or killed? Or how?
The governor didn't give any orders.
Zhu Chuan, who rushed out, looked back and saw that Huo Lian didn't come out, his face was gloomy, and he seemed to be angry and sad.
He hadn't heard the word father-in-law for a long time, and no one dared to mention it in front of him, forget it, Zhu Chuan withdrew his gaze, don't ask, just stare at it.
Zhu Chuan left, the guards also retreated, the night returned to quiet, Huo Lian did not come out, but raised his hand to extinguish the light.
The room was not plunged into darkness, there was a little light, like fireflies.
Huo Lian looked at the water bowl on the table, and the jasmine lamp fluttered gently.
……
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This year's Qixi Festival, Tonglou Street is also very lively, with lanterns everywhere, and a few shops are open, and there are really people shopping here.
The most people staying at Linglong Fang were all asking Brother Guo who was standing at the door: "Do you open the door?" ”
Brother Guo showed that he was standing here to watch the lights and wait for the shopkeeper to come back.
"The shopkeeper went out to play, and he won't open the door tonight."
The people on the street, although they were a little regretful, also expressed understanding.
"The seven shopkeepers are very hard, and the construction period is full." "The seventh shopkeeper is not very old, and he is a daughter's family, so he should have a good holiday." "The seven shopkeepers are begging, isn't that more skillful?"
Laughing and laughing, the two girls came back in a carriage, and the pheasant greeted the people on the street with a smile, and pointed to Guo Xiaoge in the car: "I bought a lot of things, and went directly to the workshop to unload the goods." ”
The people on the street also saw that the car was full of large bags and small bags, so crowded that the seventh shopkeeper was in the corner, and he couldn't see his face clearly in the dimness.
Sure enough, as long as a woman likes to buy things, even if she has her own store.
The carriage staggered in, the courtyard and the doors of the shops were closed, and the people in the street did not stay any longer, but continued to wander away.
The lights were lit and the sound of washing could be heard inside.
"Miss, you can rest after you wash up." The pheasant said, making the bed.
Footsteps sounded, and someone walked out.
The pheasant turned his head and looked at the young lady under the lamp, it was a familiar face, but it was not Qixing, but the flower bell that had been accompanied to Beijing as a cover.
Hanazume mouth-shaped, "Then I'm really asleep." ”
The pheasant helped her to bed: "Go to sleep." Then he said, "You're glad to be miserable." ”
Hua Ling smiled: "What do I work hard, I just sleep." ”
The pheasant chuckled, made a booing expression at her, lowered the curtain, extinguished the light, and gently withdrew.
But instead of resting, she went to the workshop on the side.
The workshop was brightly lit, Wei Dongjia was grinding wood, and the shopkeeper Lu was sorting out the account books.
"Miss is resting?" Shopkeeper Lu asked with a smile.
The pheasant nodded, walked to the embroidery shelf and sat down, looked at it for a moment, picked up the needle and thread and began to embroider.
The workshop was quiet again, no one asked, but everyone did not rest, waiting for the young lady who was going out.
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Walking far away from the capital, it seems that you can still hear the hustle and bustle of the festival, and the seven stars look back, and the city in the distance is more like a glass fairyland.
She retracted her gaze and looked at the dark night ahead, her nose fluttered, as if she was sniffing something, and the next moment her toes touched the ground, and the long six-foot sword behind her back flew in one direction like a feather arrow.
I wanted to say that this is a coherent plot, but when I want to see where the friends here still care about this, just follow along, hahaha, everyone is sweet and happy today.
(End of chapter)