The rain in the damp canyon is like the tears of a refugee, which does not stop for a moment, and the large and small rains are continuous, and there is no momentum of exhaustion.

On the hill on the left side of the first half of the central road, there is a corner stone pavilion. The stone pavilion is pitch black all over, there is no texture modification, there seems to be a prohibition around the pavilion, curbing the rain so that it accumulates on the four sides, and then slowly pours down when the time comes, like a wave, a sound overshadows.

The rain curtain appeared one after another, Xiang Qi sat in the center of the stone pavilion, the surroundings were dim, there was a young man holding a black umbrella for him, the already dim moonlight was not much left under this triple covering, only the sound of turning the pages could be heard, but I didn't know what the young man inside was looking at.

The gazebo is in disrepair, and there are scars everywhere, probably intentionally, and the four pointed and upturned corners are deep and thick in color, even if you look at it in the dark night, you will also be hurt to the eyes, revealing a sharp edge.

Silent and silent, the air inside the stone pavilion seemed to be stagnant, and Chen Si felt depressed when he looked at the area where the moonlight could not penetrate.

He didn't know how he got out of Yellow Berry, and after an afternoon of soaking in the stream, his sanity began to slowly recover, but it was too late, and he set out on his way home with complicated thoughts, and everything around him made him tired.

But when he got here, he was only afraid.

Mr. Xiang Qi.

He had not seen the appearance of this powerful staff, nor did he know what he had done, but now looking at the gazebo, he knew it was him.

Mr. doesn't like the light, it is said that he has a fame, and he once won the name of "Bangyan", and later enlisted in the army, and somehow got to the town of Silverfish and became a staff member of the lord.

Chen Si didn't know how to move around in place, looking at the sky and thinking about the reason.

In the morning and evening, when he stepped onto the central road, he vaguely saw a few ruts, stopping at the town of silverfish, and driving towards Huangbeili. He didn't know what had changed, he looked up at the sky, and after a long time, he sensed something strange.

At this time, the sky was a little lighter than before, and even the black clouds that had accumulated over the damp canyon had been hit hard, as if they had been torn apart by a pair of big hands out of thin air, forming a visible gap, and light leaked from the hole in the morning and evening, and the weak emerald blue light restored some vitality to the dead and silent land of the Central Channel.

The damp canyon has not been so quiet in a long time.

Chen Si stood in place and let out a white breath, as if he remembered the years here.

He didn't know who his surname was, there was an old woman in the twilight next to him, she would always talk in the middle of the night, sometimes he would shout "Si'er" when he saw him, and then he didn't know when, he became "Chen Si".

Chen Si pondered in silence, the mouse had fallen asleep on his shoulder, curled up under his collar. In the middle of the night, there is only the sound of rain, and thousands of strands of rain are entangled in mid-air, sliding down the invisible barrier little by little, gradually forming a pool of sticky rain.

The rain collected in the puddle and slowly covered Chen Si's straw sandals, eroding the soles that were not firmly in place to the point of decay. Chen Si stood in a daze, a low-key and dilapidated carriage and horse walked on the slippery ground behind him, and when he heard the sound, Chen Si closed his eyes, and in the haze, he seemed to hear the sound of Xiang Qi turning bamboo slips.

Looking at Chen Si's appearance, Zhang Futu smiled, as if he thought it was funny, but seeing his appearance, the young man holding the umbrella in the stone pavilion secretly laughed.

The old horse, falling apart, broken wheels, and strips of cloth flying in the air, is not a car, and it is really hard for the horse. As for Zhang Futu, who was sitting on the uncovered bench, he was sitting majestically with his golden knife horizontally and his big hips, and his old face could not see the slightest shame, if he was calm.

It seemed that he couldn't hear the young man's laughter, Zhang Futu didn't react, looking at Chen Si's back, he bit the pipe at the corner of his mouth, it was a smoking smoking gun, he snorted for a long time, and there was no smoke in his mouth, but he was willing.

No, what is willing,—— Zhang Futu frowned, and waved his hand irritably, dispelling the sticky rain in the air below. If he could light a fire, he would have been happy to smoke a cigarette, but he could not do anything with the wet tobacco, and he was afraid that he would be angry and light his beloved pipe. After hesitating for half a minute, he sighed dullly, he had lived in Huangbeili for a long time, and he had forgotten what the hell the weather was outside.

When he came back to his senses, he felt the speed of progress, but he always felt that he was more tired of squatting than walking, but he always had to have some etiquette when he went out, so he had to take a breath and hold it up, shaking his head as if he felt comfortable, but the smile was as silly as the homeless man lying in the grass not far away, and it was very fake.

After a few steps, Zhang Futu saw the iconic stone pavilion, his expression was a little serious, he put the pipe into his underwear and put it away, and took out the sealed letter sent in the morning.

The letters from Silverfish were delivered by two kinds of people, men and women.

The letters delivered by the woman were recommended by Zuo Shutong and delivered directly to the adults for circulation, and the contents were unknown to him, while the letters sent by the man were all opened by him. Today, he led Chen Si to the cemetery because he had not seen him, thinking that there was something important, and only then did he realize that he was wrong when he got the letter back in his hands.

As for why it was wrong, this has to talk about the content of the letter, the reason why he didn't meet Chen Si is because he is not a messenger, he belongs to a supernumerary, and he is asked to come to introduce him on his behalf, hoping that he can join Huang Beili.

He has an impression of Chen Si, and it is not a big deal to send him here.

They Huang Beili is called the beggar gang to the outside world, and after they officially join, they will know that the name of the gang is called the first affiliated sect of Weiyang Palace, and so is the town of Silverfish, although it is called by bandits and bandits, but the written format is uniformly called the garrison of the Third Group Army of the Western Chu Vanguard Army.

Although there was occasional tension, Zhang Futu knew that during the Cold War, both sides were trying to do one thing, and that was to merge.

After tidying up the dilapidated relics on his body, Zhang Futu got out of the carriage, and the thin horse looked at the mud around him and couldn't keep his mouth shut, and walked to the side to rest.

Wrapping his body with spiritual power, Zhang Futu walked one foot deep and one foot shallow in the mud, his old face as if he was examining something. As an old thing that grew up in Silverfish Town for almost a hundred years, he knew what the reason for this series of changes, and the imperial court's attention to the Yin and Wet Canyon would not be because of itself. After all, in the past hundred years since Xiangdong County was included in the territory of Wu State, the officials sent here because of the regional culture all belong to the category of exile, and different customs and languages make it extremely difficult to govern here.

The perennial retreat in Silverfish Town, he didn't see him as a messenger once, big and small things were all decisions made by Xiang Qi, and his own family only cared about the prisoner who was detained in the cage, and he made decisions on big and small affairs, and the construction of the house was all completed by Zuo Shutong with a small hammer. Because of these two Taishan's style, they can't have a clear attitude towards the palace, in this barren land, he has no concept of the dynasty, and naturally there is no awe at all, but he has a lot of respect for these two lords.

Outside, temperament.

Thinking of the scene when he went to meet the girl, Zhang Futu couldn't help but feel a trace of awe, and his expression was solemn.

Entering the stone pavilion, Zhang Futu turned his spiritual power into an open flame and lit the lamp oil that had been placed on the table for a long time. The light was bright and clear, and the interior of the stone pavilion was instantly illuminated, and the gentle and clear light illuminated the young man's delicate face. Seeing Zhang Futu come to Xiang Qi's side, the young man saluted, then put away the black umbrella and bowed back, waiting outside the pavilion and being on guard.

After Zhang Futu sat down, Xiang Qi put away the scroll, and his white palm took a red rope and rolled it on the bamboo slip, revealing an elegant smile on his face full of scroll atmosphere.

Zhang Futu returned the salute. Although he has studied etiquette for three years, he still feels ashamed in the face of Xiang Qi, the literati popularity in his bones and the virtue of the spring breeze, he will never learn these in his life.

Pouring tea, burning incense, Xiang Qi did it according to the steps, his face did not show the slightest impatience, a set of actions was pleasing to the eye, the sound of the water around him began to be gentle, and the continuous flow of water blocked the stone pavilion clean, like four huge water curtains.

After the ceremony, Xiang Qi handed over a cup of hot tea, Zhang Futu took a sip, moistened his throat, took a sip of Jingshen incense, and his brain began to activate, "What is the matter with the envoy inviting me to come?"

"Presumptuous. Xiang Qi smiled gently, "Please forgive me for being humble." Yesterday, my brother asked, the one-year period must be, the result of your sect, so I dare to say it. There is a rebellion against respect in the past, and I am ashamed, and I hope for the sea. ”

"Is this for this?" Zhang Futu frowned slightly, "Lord Shangqing should know the importance of this person to our family, this Chen Si and I will find out the bottom and accept him as an apprentice, if he is sent to a prison cell, it will easily cause turmoil, and my authority will not be able to reach there." ”

"Yes. Xiang Qi nodded, "Brother knows that person, and he is also far away from your family." Don't you dare to force things outside of your duties, and dare to ask, where is the Lord appearing?"

"This ......" Looking at Xiang Qi's sincere appearance, Zhang Futu hesitated and shook his head, "I have to ask Granny Su about this." ”

"Is it ......" Xiang Qi nodded, didn't ask any more, took a sip of tea, and looked at Zhang Futu with some hesitation, "Please do it abruptly, but I hope you are lucky." Mr. has been in the spring and autumn for four years, have you ever known the attitude of the Lord to the Nanguan of the upper room?"

Xiang Qi's voice was very soft, but it reminded Zhang Futu of many things.

Among them are some of his doubts about Zuo Shutong.

Zuo Shutong was brought by the Lord from nowhere, but he was treated like "his own people" such as Granny Su and Wan Lingjun, and he was only allowed to enter the cell.

As for the so-called one-year period, it is the release period for the black-robed teenager in prison.

However, this deadline was proposed by Lord Shangqing of Silverfish Town.

But the adults of their family agreed.

Zhang Futu couldn't think clearly, he shook his head and looked at Xiang Qi, as if waiting for a response.

Looking at him, Xiang Qi shook his head with a smile, pointed to the sky, pointed to the ground, and pointed to the two of them, then picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, lit up the water in the cup and knocked on the table twice.

The two looked at each other and laughed, the laughter came out of the rain curtain, and Chen Si, who had been in a daze for a long time, finally came back to his senses.

But, at a loss.

Sleep, asleep......