"Ahh Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and saw that the thirteen bright flying knives in the young man's hand did not react for a while, and they were stunned for a while before thunderous applause rang out.

"It turns out that Childe is the master!"

"I think this thousand-mile search for his father has become a martial arts competition, or I will end the kiss first, and it will be safer and safer for this young man with strong martial arts to accompany him."

"Hey, you don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, but it also depends on whether the girls in the world are willing or not."

While everyone was laughing, Xiao Ci quickly picked up the hat and handed it to the Xixuan crowd who were talking freely, and smiled sweetly: "Then everyone who witnessed all this should mean it, maybe you can invite you to drink wine in the future." ”

The onlookers looked at this clever and cute little sister, and they loved it very much, and couldn't help but reach out and take money out of their pockets.

Wujiang took off the black scarf, ignoring the gossip as if she hadn't heard it, her gaze falling between the light and shadow of the slender fingers, as if thinking about something.

Xihuan turned around and pulled out the seven flying knives on the wooden board, connected the thirteen knives in his hand, and presented them all in front of Wujiang, with a respectful and humble smile: "Thank you Xiaobaihua's men for your mercy." ”

In the face of this man who always appears unexpectedly and inexplicably calls her Little White Flower, Wujiang is a little incomprehensible, he doesn't seem to be hostile to her, and always smiles at her, but that kind of laughter is also unpredictable.

Laughter is easy to confuse people, and it is an excellent way to disguise it. When she was a child, she was attracted by a man's gentle and amiable smile and began her career as an abductee. And this time? Could it be that something unusual about himself caught his attention and investigation, so that he approached and tested again and again in such a coincidental way?

Wujiang's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden commotion, and the onlookers also shifted their attention to look at the end of the street. A group of people in official uniforms there seemed to be searching for something, and several people grabbed behind them shouted: "Wronged, wronged!" ”

"What's going on?" The crowd of onlookers grabbed a man who ran over from that side and asked.

"Oh, I heard that Li Jingyu, the only son of the squire of the Criminal Department, died suddenly last night, and now he is arresting the murderer, everyone who has been in contact with him will be arrested and tortured, don't hang around outside if it's okay, go home quickly."

"Xiaoci, let's go." Wujiang turned around and packed his things.

"Went back? Will I be allowed to go to your house and ask for a cup of tea? He smiled politely and gently, as if he were making a small request.

But he was ruthlessly rejected by Wujiang: "My house is shabby, I'm afraid it's not suitable for the identity of a son, so don't let it go." ”

Xiliu looked at the thin back of the distant man through the crowd, Yu Xiao tapped his forehead lightly, and muttered: "Why do you resist so much?" ”

Wujiang and Xiaoci avoided the official errand and walked to a secluded place.

As she was walking, Xiao Ci slowed down, raised her head, and her eyes were clear and bright: "Cooking smoke, I woke up in the middle of my sleep last night and found that you were not in the house." ”

"I did go look for him last night, but by the time I got there he was dead." Wujiang knew what she was going to ask and didn't hide it.

Hearing this, Xiao Ci's body that had been tense finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." ”

"What, you're afraid I'll kill someone?"

"I'm afraid you'll get into trouble, that Li Jingyu is a big bad guy, he died innocently, he should have died a long time ago, but it is said that the Criminal Department is very good at investigating people, I'm worried about ......"

"A lot of troubles will automatically come to the door, you can't avoid it if you want to, it's useless to worry, and it's hard to say about this time." After saying that, Wujiang was afraid of scaring her, so he smiled, "The soldiers will cover the water and the earth, don't be afraid." ”

Her smile is never a sunny smile, but it always soothes people's hearts.

The two stopped talking about it after they took a detour from a secluded street to another crowded avenue. In the avenue, the voices of people are noisy, and the colors are mixed, full of all kinds of flavors of the world. The hot meat smell of the bun and the fat powder of the woman's na, suddenly wafted into a trace of fragrance between these various fragrances, which was very light and light, but it was cold and domineering. Looking back, a woman was passing by her—her graceful figure, long hair as black as a crow's feather, and a hood as white as snow that covered her waist. Although she can't see her appearance clearly, it makes people think that this should be a very beautiful woman.

"Xiaoci, you go back first, I have something to deal with, you be careful on the road."

Wujiang followed the veiled woman and came to a beautiful building, where three golden characters hung high between the eaves - Liuwu Pavilion.

The body is as flexible as a willow, and his life experience is like a flocculent.

The first green building in Xixuan.

The different brothels in Qinglou are not simple leather and meat business, and ordinary people can get involved. The women in the Qinglou can all sing and dance, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at least one of them, and they must have enough money, enough power, or enough talent to win the opportunity to chant poetry, taste tea, listen to the piano and watch the dance with their favorite girls. These people are generally high-ranking officials, literati and scholars, or heroes of the rivers and lakes.

Inadvertently, Wujiang heard passers-by discussing: "Three months ago, the Yunluo girl was born with a song 'The Fall of the Clouds', and her fame spread throughout the entire national capital overnight, provoking the prince of Xixuangui to almost pour out of the nest, and he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to ask for a meeting, but they all returned with a feather." I heard that Miss Yunluo is going to sing in front of the stage again tonight, so I have to watch it anyway. ”

Another person sighed: "It's not so simple to see the Yunluo girl, if you want to see it, first get the inscription poem on the shadow wall of the flag tower, and the next person will give the poem to the Yunluo girl, and then you can enter the next round after getting the affirmation. But don't think that what will happen next, as long as the clouds fall girl Yu from behind the curtain and say, 'Childe is late at night, please go back', you can only know and be interested, pretend to leave with great grace, and come back next time. ”

"No matter how many times it is worth it, Yunluo girl has more than one piano, a month after becoming famous for her piano skills, a Lingbo dance on the Hibiscus stage fell from the sky, like the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth. The willow pavilion is famous for its piano skills, Linhualou stands up for its dancing posture, and a song of the Yunluo girl's dance of the city instantly makes the Linhualou courtyard sparse, and the willow pavilion has become the first green building of Xixuan that no one can shake, and since then the Lingbo dance is also called the allure dance. ”

"It's a pity, the Yunluo girl appeared twice with a white veil mask, it's hard to see her true face, so far only one painter has seen it, but the painted portrait was urgently recalled, all destroyed, I haven't caught up to take a look."

Wujiang listened to the story of "the double beauty of the piano and dance, the crown of the king", and inexplicably felt that the woman who disappeared here with a white veil had a great relationship with this willow pavilion and the girl who fell into the clouds.

She planned to go back and change into a man's clothes, and come to the Liuwu Pavilion at night to meet the legendary Yunluo girl.

The search had passed, the streets were back to normal, and the boundless weave between the crowds of shops, when suddenly someone tapped her on the shoulder, and she instinctively wanted to fight back, but she held back at that moment. She turned her head calmly, and at the end of her line of sight, there was a slightly cold but still gorgeous face, her eyes showed indescribable excitement and light, and the moment she saw herself, she showed an expression of disbelief, and she shouted happily: "Boundless! ”

In this extremely short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Wujiang. Who is this woman? Where did it come from? What is the relationship with yourself? Her happiness was so real and natural, perhaps she had been a wonderful friend who could tell her about her missing memories and past lives. Should I respond? But once the response is made, will it be dragged back to the track of life and face everything that once was? Is it really good to go back, is you really a killer, and do you want to continue with your previous life? Countless questions swirled in, but time did not allow for thought, and the woman's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if she could peek into the truth at the slightest hesitation.

Thousands of thoughts turned into a faint smile at the corner of Wujiang's mouth at this moment when no one noticed: "Girl, you recognize the wrong person." ”

The woman's excitement and surprise vanished in an instant, as if she had never been, her eyes returned to flatness and detachment, and she no longer asked, no longer inquired, no longer questioned. She put down the hand on the shoulders of Wujiang, which were sleek and slender, but they were not pretty, with old calluses and vertical and horizontal scars.

"Sorry to interrupt." She smiled.

"It doesn't matter." Wujiang turned and left.

The face behind her instantly smiled, and she looked at the back of Wujiang slowly blending into the crowd, her eyes narrowed slightly, like an eagle chasing prey.

In the study room of the Eastern Dynasty Shizi's Mansion, a candle is as bright as a bean. Su Mian sat alone in front of the desk, looking at the secret letter sent back by Wuji from the Western Xinjiang, his eyebrows were deeply locked.

"Yu Xixuan met a woman, who looked like Wujiang, but was denied by him, no Ji was suspicious, and he needed to be investigated, and he would delay his return and be punished by his son."

Su Mian read it and burned the secret letter.

He once opposed Wuji to find Wujiang, but due to a sudden change in the deployment in the western Xinjiang, Wuji asked for orders to deal with it. He knew that she was there to find out the news of Wujiang, and he didn't plan to send her.

She should know that there are indeed people in the world who are not related by blood but look similar or even the same, and once in order to carry out the mission, they spent a year looking for three pairs of people who looked the same but had nothing to do with each other. Maybe that person just happened to look like Wujiang, and what Wuji should know, he should know.

But in my heart, I vaguely hoped that this was not the case.

"Borderless." He couldn't help but blurt out. This is the name he gave her, the person he has cultivated single-handedly, intelligent and considerate, proud and powerful.

It's a pity, it's a pity.