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There has never been a shortage of human beings in this world.

And everyone will have some friends who seem to be friends to a greater or lesser extent.

Shao Rong has no friends, not even if he seems to have any.

Because, his identity and his background are destined to be all stakeholders except for those elders.

When the relationship between people involves interests, there will be no true friendship.

Therefore, Shao Rong never knew what friendship was in his life.

However, in Jiuyang City, he saw Zhang Xiaodao, who looked as ordinary as him, and then met the little monk with a somewhat scary background.

When he was on the run, he ate beef jerky with Zhang Xiaodao, gnawed green onions with the little monk, and swore with Wu Daxiong, which turned out to be the most wonderful experience in his life for a strange person like Shaorong.

So, he really took the knife three as friends!

So, when the sun shone over the hanging flat the next day, he left with a particularly cheerful footstep, munching on beef jerky and waving his hands.

The carriage had been destroyed under the hanging flat, the bald head of the little monk had been covered, and the three of them were waving their hands stupidly.

At this time, the little monk's heart was: "It's good to make another friend." ”

Wu Daxiong's voice was: "Are you sure that this is really a peerless master who assassinated the Yizhou Jiedu envoy?"

Zhang Xiaodao was full of a very fake smile, and read in his heart: "I can be regarded as sending this demon away, I hope I won't see you again." ”

Shao Rong left like this, without a trace of sorrow, and the three people who had changed their faces also went out of the barren mountain, and saw countless officers and soldiers along the way.

No one would suspect the three of them, not only because Wu Daxiong decisively showed the border army waist card after encountering the sentry post, but also because they were not the search targets of the garrison.

Three days later, the three of them traveled all the way to Yizhou Shili Pavilion.

Shili Pavilion is the only way to reach Lingyin County in the north of Jiuyang City, with a Shengtang Station, and naturally there are distinctive characteristics in the post station - a large bowl of tea.

The weather in early spring, always cloudy and sunny, the spring breeze blows the tea flag hunting, there are not many people at the simple dozen or so small tables, and after three days in a row, Zhang Xiaodao and the three people sat down, and immediately there were two little two to greet him.

Zhang Xiaodao always felt an ominous premonition, and after coming out of the border gate, he entered the tavern and met the little monk with tears in his face, and went to Jiuyang to drink some wine and met the most wanted criminal in the Tang Dynasty today.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaodao, who was a little shadowy, looked around anxiously, and then saw a woman, a woman who was quite good-looking.

The woman was dressed in a dark green light and elegant long skirt, and her face was not half rouge, but her eyebrows were picturesque, and her cherry lips were plump.

The woman is also very tall, and Zhang Xiaodao feels that she is one point taller than herself.

There was a little girl sitting next to the woman, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and her dress was ordinary, but her face was too cute, right?

The little girl's face is like a pink carved jade, and there is a pair of extremely clear eyes on her chubby face, black and white, and every time she turns, there is a bright and pure meaning flowing out, smart and lovely.

And at this table, apart from the little girl and the beautiful woman, was an old man.

The old man is definitely the one who will be ignored among the most beautiful women and girls, her appearance is ordinary, her face is not wrinkled, there is a hidden red light, but she shows fatigue, and it is not surprising that she is wearing coarse linen clothes.

But after Zhang Xiaodao saw the old man, he felt that these three people were not simple.

I don't know if it was because the things he encountered in the tavern a few days ago were too bizarre, or Zhang Xiaodao instinctively felt that there was danger after seeing the old man, and before the big bowl of tea was served, he said: "Quench your thirst and leave, so as not to trouble your body." ”

The little monk of Fayi raised his head to look at the guest opposite with an extremely awkward hat, and then opened his mouth slightly and said, "Second girl?"

The beautiful woman at the opposite table raised her eyes, not at all angry because the girl added a word in front of her, there was no surprise in her eyes, and she said softly: "Little monk?"

Fa Yi immediately stood up, ignored Xiao Er's big bowl of tea, came to the second girl's front and asked, "Second girl, why are you here?"

The little girl at the opposite table raised her head, and the old grandmother also raised her head, but they didn't speak, obviously not knowing the little monk who was familiar with the second girl.

Zhang Xiaodao lightly touched his forehead, secretly thinking about whether it should be such a coincidence?

At this time, the pretty-looking second girl had already taken the little monk's hand and introduced it casually: "The law of Futu Temple." ”

The old grandmother narrowed her eyes, suddenly realized, and then unconsciously looked at the hat on the head of the little monk of Fayi, and said something inconsequential: "Is this a bald head?"

The little girl was very applauded, and immediately clapped her hands and said, "I want to see the bald head, I want to see the bald head." ”

Monk Fayi was slightly embarrassed, but looking at the little girl's eager look, he subconsciously took off his hat.

Zhang Xiaodao was too late to stop this qiē, and the little monk of Fayi would never consider that the only bald head that escaped from Jiuyang that day that could be recognized, let alone that the appearance of his bald head would leave clues.

"No!" Zhang Xiaodao shouted.

Monk Fayi had already taken off his hat, revealing his shiny bald .......

One of the few dozen people in the big bowl of tea stall saw the bald head clearly, and then continued to drink tea without Zhang Xiaodao's expected love.

The little girl slapped her face, and seemed to be very happy to see the bald head.

But the old woman asked, "Why not?"

Before Zhang Xiaodao could speak, the Fayi monk said: "Uh, forget about it, we have caused trouble." ”

For this kind of hindsight, Zhang Xiaodao had an urge to thank the world, and at this time, the old grandmother didn't seem to be hearing very well, and said: "Since we are acquaintances, sit together." ”

The little girl immediately cheered and said, "Sit together, sit together." ”

Zhang Xiaodao and Wu Daxiong were very helpless, but they still picked up a big bowl of tea and sat with the three women, but Zhang Xiaodao resolutely put the hat on the head of the little monk of Fayi.

"What's the trouble?" asked the kind old woman at this time.

In order to block the mouth of the little monk of Fayi, Zhang Xiaodao immediately said: "Little things, little things." ”

The old grandmother didn't bother with this problem, but locked her eyes on the long knife that Zhang Xiaodao straddled diagonally.

The long knife did not show its black scabbard, and was wrapped in strips of cloth, but her gaze seemed to be able to pierce the strips of rags.

"Falling snow?"

Wu Daxiong and Zhang Xiaodao raised their heads, a little stunned.

There are very few people in the world who can recognize this knife at a glance, but the old grandmother doesn't seem to need to look at it at all, she can feel the familiarity just by locking her eyes, so she broke the name of the long knife in one mouth.

"Grandma, you?"

"Huang Zhenfeng and I know each other very well. The old woman said very indifferently.

Zhang Xiaodao and Wu Daxiong had to say solemnly: "Senior." ”

The second girl smiled, looked at the little monk of Fayi and said, "How can the world-famous little monk of Fayi and Zhang Xiaodao, a celebrity in today's border army, come together?"

Zhang Xiaodao was stunned again, he never knew that his name would be known by others.

But in fact, after His Majesty appointed him to the Beijing Face Saint, his name had already spread to the ears of the upper echelons of the Tang Dynasty, and he had been firmly remembered.

The old grandmother can recognize the falling snow knife, and the second girl can call his name.

It's not a wonderful feeling, but it does satisfy everyone's vanity.

It's just that Zhang Xiaodao still said curiously: "Grandma knows my master?"

The old grandmother smiled on her face and said softly: "Not only do I know, but the old lady almost didn't marry the old man with a broken arm." ”

said the love of the year so openly. The grandmother should be a temperamental person who will not care about the details.

But after coming to this conclusion, Zhang Xiaodao still felt weird, and he didn't know what to say or do for a while.

The second girl said softly, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Lingyin County, and then return to Beijing. ”

"Oh? ”

Zhang Xiaodao asked, "What are you going to do in Lingyin County?"

"Eat. The little girl was the first to answer, and after speaking, she wiped the corners of her mouth, and seemed to be very greedy.

Lingyin County is a snow hunting township, but I have never seen a thousand miles away to eat wild meat.

Zhang Xiaodao secretly thought to himself, could it be that the business of Lingyin County has grown in the past two years?

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When Zhang Xiaodao was drinking a big bowl of tea and talking about Lingyin County with three women who came rushing for game, something happened in Jiuyang City.

There is a tavern, the foyer is cold today, it is said that the shopkeeper and the little two did not take it to the county office in the early morning, and the specific time is not yet known.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

There was a tavern where the shopkeeper and Xiao Er were not afraid of anything, but when they saw dozens of black-clothed deacons from the Xuantian Pavilion, they couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The person in charge of the interrogation was the girl who sat in the Xuantian Pavilion of Jiuyang City.

Miss Wang was dressed in a red robe, which was in stark contrast to the black-clothed deacon, and her appearance was not bad, and two dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth when she smiled, giving people a sense of intimacy.

But she didn't smile today, looking at the fat shopkeeper in front of her, the thin Xiaoer, just asking questions mechanically.

"Do you remember the day the Jiedu envoy was assassinated?"

"Remember, remember. ”

"Remember, did you have any customers in your store?"

"My lord, there are so many people in the tavern every day, how do I remember this. ”

"Do you remember having a bald head?"

Xiao Er patted his head at this time and said, "I remember this, there were too many people in the tavern at that time, and there was a bald head in the table set up outside. ”

"Very well, how many people are they?"

"Three. ”

Miss Wang frowned.

"No, no, it's four. ”

"How?"

"The last one was later, I don't know if it was their friend, the wine they drank together. ”

"Do you remember what the last man looked like?"

Xiao Er thought about it for a while, and then said, "It's ordinary, it's ordinary." ”

Miss Wang nodded, took out a portrait and asked, "Is that him?"

Xiao Er stared at the portrait for a full time and said, "It should be, but he looks too ordinary, and I'm not sure." ”

Miss Wang nodded and said, "Someone will come to interrogate the details later, just tell the truth, and no one will embarrass you." ”

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er immediately thanked Dade.

Miss Wang walked into the cloister with the portrait, and immediately the black-clothed deacon stood silently, and she said softly: "It's hard to find an assassin, but it's not particularly difficult to find a bald head, right?"

"That's right. The black-clad deacon immediately withdrew.