The night is gradually sinking, the moon is like a bow, and the old street of Dongshi is slowly lively. On the old bluestone street, people come and go, and all kinds of lanterns hang on the side of the street, celebrating the afterglow of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The wine is fragrant, the delicacies are appetizing, and the nightlife in Meishan is flourishing here.

Sleepless and Luo Xiangzhu stayed in an inn called "Zhemei", which is also the only inn on the old street of Dongshi, which is mostly used by foot merchants and people from the rivers and lakes.

As for the caravans, they are generally locals, who have a house to return to, and will not live here, but occasionally they will be generous with a few copper plates, come here to have a drink, and take advantage of the lively atmosphere.

At this time, it is the seventh day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is the peak season for staying in the hotel, and a medium-sized room is as expensive as 80 yuan per night.

In order to save money, the two only live in one room. After ordering the meal, it cost nearly 500 wen.

This amount of money is only enough to set up a greasy black wood square table in the corner of the dining hall on the first floor of the inn, and put a plate of peanuts, a pot of rice wine, a bowl of fried mutton with green onions, a pot of fennel pork belly soup, and a plate of fried vegetables.

Not very hearty, but finally a bit of decent food to eat.

Sleepless at night, he served Luo Xiangzhu a bowl of rice. The two looked at each other and smiled, without politeness, nor about pre-dinner etiquette, and started directly.

A sip of rice wine in my stomach, a little spicy throat in the back, tiredness disappeared, I breathed a long sigh of relief at night, pretended to be careless, and looked around the surrounding environment.

The dining hall was full of guests, all dressed in various costumes. There are men from the horse gang, students rushing to take exams, fierce and vicious people in the rivers and lakes, and some drunkards with rosacea, adding up to more than sixty or seventy people.

Everyone gathered together, sat down, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, the atmosphere was warm and noisy.

The environment is so noisy, sleepless at night, but if he speaks quietly, Luo Xiangzhu, who is sitting across the table, can't hear his words clearly. The two simply stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

Eat to the hearty, but listen to the sound in the inn gradually thinned out, only the guests in the middle of the table, still talking, he said the topic seems to be very attractive, provoked others don't say it, listen to him, occasionally bring some wine and food into the mouth.

Ye and Luo were naturally also talked about by this guest, and they paid enough attention to the past.

didn't listen for a while, Luo Xiangzhu's face turned pale, and his face sank like water at night, and his hand grabbed the wine jug, trembling slightly.

It turned out that among the guests at that table was a man in a lake crepe shirt, who was talking endlessly, and the topic involved was the death of Luo Fanxi.

According to him, there must be a secret in the death of the famous Luofan Creek in a hurry. It's inconvenient to say much about the hidden secrets, but today I drank happily in this Zhemei Inn, and I can also reveal a thing or two.

After pretending to be mysterious, the man said with a dizzy wine that Luo Fanxi was killed by the imperial court.

"Liu Chengkong, you said it was killed by the imperial court? Why did the court kill him? An old drunkard with a gray beard next to him asked while tasting wine, expressing the doubts in his heart for everyone.

"This ...... Haha, Liu doesn't know the extra details. But after thinking about it, if it is said that it was killed by the imperial court, it is indeed reasonable. You see, he has been dead for so long, and the Anhua County government has not filed a case; The people on the side rushed up and divided his property, and the government didn't care. If ordinary people suffer such a catastrophe, no matter how much the government does, it must appease and give relief to their families, right?

But this time, the Anhua County Government turned a blind eye and dismissed the horse gang related to the Luo family, which seems to be taboo. Therefore, when I heard the gossip that this Luo Fan Creek died at the hands of the imperial court, I firmly believed it. ”

Liu Chengkong spoke eloquently.

He seemed to be drunk, but his thinking was extremely clear, and when he said it, there was almost no pause and stammering, and the logic in and out of his words pointed the finger at the court, which made some sense and was convincing.

When it comes to the imperial court, the matter is very high. Fortunately, the sky is high here, and the emperor is far away, and the mountain people have no scruples about talking on weekdays, and after a short silence, they talk about it.

There are those who scold the imperial court, those who are neutral, and those who stand on the position of the imperial court, and those who count Luofanxi, and so on.

Sleepless at night, she didn't care about others for the time being, turned her head to look at Luo Xiangzhu, and saw Dou Da's tears, "snapping", falling from her eye sockets, falling on the table, like jade falling into pieces.

These days, sleepless nights know that her eagerness to avenge her father is like fire, and if the enemy stands in front of her at this moment, I am afraid that she will break her front teeth and bite off a few pieces of this enemy's flesh.

It's easy to hate one person, it's okay to hate ten people, and it's okay to hate a hundred people, and probably only need to think about it before you can make up your mind to do it. But what if the enemy is the court? At that time, there were more than a thousand or ten thousand enemies?

Meng Fuzi's so-called, "Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go" is rare after all.

Luo Xiangzhu is just the daughter of Cai Jixuan, and when he heard that the enemy family is actually the imperial court, it is difficult to avenge the great revenge in this life, and it is normal to have such fear and sadness.

Seeing her crying silently, I was a little panicked, and hurriedly put down the wine jug to wipe the tears that came out of her eyes, but she grabbed her hand and hung in front of her. He didn't move, he just cried dementedly.

Sleepless at night feeling the strength on this tender little hand, Rao is that he has internal strength to support his body, and he is also caught a little painful at this moment. Without saying a word, let me hold on, looking at her bloodless face distressedly, not knowing what to say.

If she wept like this, she would have been noticed on other occasions.

Fortunately, the table where the two of them sat was in the corner. The lights of the inn are already weak, and when they shine here, they are even darker.

Coupled with the chaos around her, there were dozens of diners on this occasion, after all, no one noticed her abnormality.

At this moment, a loud noise was suddenly heard, and a chair fell into the air and fell to pieces.

The diners in the dining hall were all frightened, and the noisy chatter stopped abruptly, and they all looked at the fallen chair.

The hand that is sleepless at night is pressed back on the bamboo sword at his waist to guard. I saw a person suddenly appear out of nowhere, as if he was in shock, and quickly swept past all seats and arrived at Liu Chengkong.

When this person stopped, his hand had already grabbed Liu Chengkong's throat, and he couldn't sleep until he saw his appearance clearly.

It was a man in his thirties, dressed in a black suit, with a cold and handsome face. Carrying an unsheathed black iron wide blade on his back, the bright blade of the blade flashed with cold light, piercing the eyes.

As soon as this person appeared, he felt a feeling of oppression coming against his body at night, a burning and stinging pain, and a feeling of discomfort with inverted hairs crawling all over his body.

In addition to being stunned, he hurriedly resisted it, but fortunately, the internal force of his heart meridian was quite considerable, and under the temptation, he finally resisted the external force that invaded his body.

He hurriedly looked at Luo Xiangzhu, but saw that her expression was as usual, and he didn't feel anything unusual, so he was a little relieved.

As for the rest of the people in the dining hall, except for a few who could still sit in peace, most of them were even more unbearable than him, and they fell to the ground, but they did not dare to make even a moan. It can be seen that the oppressive power of this black man is strong.

Sleepless at night can be regarded as a way of martial arts, and people who have some experience know that this so-called sense of oppression is just a person's internal force, which is strong enough to frighten people's hearts.

From this point of view, the man in the black power suit is undoubtedly a martial arts master, even if he doesn't look at the internal force, in terms of speed alone, he can also crown the Meishan area.

He was quite jealous in his heart, and his heart was pounding.

Since he learned martial arts at a young age, this man's martial arts are so high that he has only seen them in his life, and with his current martial arts cultivation, he is definitely not his opponent. Fortunately, the object of this person's shot was not himself, but Liu Chengkong.

Although he is also a person who sees injustice and draws a knife to help, but at this extraordinary time, he shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the young lady, and he cannot make extraneous branches;

This man in a black suit looks both good and evil, I don't know if he is an enemy or a friend, he must not act rashly on his side, it is better to stand still.

The man in the black suit pinched Liu Chengkong to death, and then he suddenly let go, and his cold voice squeezed out a voice like a jackdaw: "You said that Luo Fanxi died at the hands of the imperial court, evidence." ”

He spoke simply and spoke shortly, but Liu Chengkong did not dare to slack off.

Lying on the ground and coughing in pain, retching twice, relieved slightly, he quickly knelt down at him and said: "Hero, hero!" The little ones all listened to what Sun Yanei said. Today's tongue is so fast, for a while, Meng Lang, paraphrased, I hope that the hero will spare his life! ”

Liu Chengkong experienced a near-death experience, knowing that he had encountered hard stubble tonight, where did he dare to hesitate? hurriedly told the source of the news.

The expression of the man in the black suit was neither sad nor joyful, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "Sun Yanei, which Sun Yanei?" ”

Liu Chengkong hurriedly said: "The youngest son of Lord Sun of Anhua County, whose name is Sun Mo. ”

"What else did he say?"

Liu Chengkong woke up most of the time, rolled his eyes and tried to recall, and said suddenly: "In addition to suspecting that it was done by the imperial court, he also said that Luo Fanxi died in Jiangxi and Sichuan at the same time. Swallowing his saliva, he paused like a.

The man in the black suit raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, he scared Liu Chengkong into a thrill, and he didn't dare to show off anymore, so he quickly explained: "The hero spares his life!" Small means that people have only one body, either die in Jiangxi or Sichuan, how can they die in ...... at the same time Two places?

But this Luo Fan Creek is terrible, a stubble from Lushan, Jiangxi Province to report the funeral, Luo Fan Creek in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, died of illness in a certain peak of Lushan; A stubble came from Chengdu Mansion in Sichuan Province to report the funeral, saying that he died suddenly in an inn in Chengdu Mansion on the same day and month of the same year. The two stubbles came together, and they all spoke as if they were at the scene and witnessed their deaths, making it impossible to distinguish who was real and who was fake.

Later, Sun Xianling was impatient to hear this, intercepted these two groups of people, selected another man, and sent them to Luofu to report the funeral, and did not mention the location of the Luo family, but specifically mentioned the matter of illness and death, so as not to arouse suspicion. ”

After that, Liu Chengkong knocked his head a few times in succession, until his forehead broke, and then stopped, crying and mourning: "Hero, this is all I know." Sun Yanei must know more than I know, you can go to him and ask for clarification. ”

The man in the black suit looked at him coldly, did not speak, and did not embarrass him again. The body was lifted slightly, the toes were on his head, and he flew out diagonally in the air, and in the longing of the lights outside the door, he disappeared in an instant.

Looking out of the window at night, it was difficult to find him among the passers-by who came and went.

After this trouble, the diners in the inn were no longer in the mood to eat, looked at each other with a wry smile, shook their heads and dispersed. Liu Chengkong lost his ugliness in front of the public, had no face to see people, and went into the guest room on the second floor in disgrace. Only the shopkeeper and the second child were left, sighing to clean up the mess.

Sleepless at night drank the rest of the soup, and saw Luo Xiangzhu staring out the window blankly, he was distracted for a while, and called her softly: "Childe, are you full?" Shall we go back to our room? ”

Luo Xiangzhu was suddenly startled, his body trembled, and he looked at him, with a pair of eyes, like he could speak, and he had a lot to say.

Knowing that this was not the place to talk, he nodded and said, "It's okay, Amiens, let's go back to the room first." ”