It's no wonder Zixing didn't say anything beforehand...... Shen Jiumei's heart suddenly burst, and she hurriedly comforted: "Brother Feng, Zixing definitely didn't blame you. ”

Yuan Feng nodded: "I know." He must have regretted it as much as I did. That's why I didn't dare to come back and face the shopkeeper. As she spoke, she held Shen Jiumei's hand, "Jiuniang, thank you, I just told the old shopkeeper where my aunt is buried." I have to admit that Jiu Niang's mind is much more delicate than his. If it weren't for the extremely excited feelings he had when he saw the old shopkeeper know, he really didn't think about it so much.

Shen Jiumei looked back at the direction of the shop, sighed, and her face became solemn: "I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this." My intuition tells me that the old shopkeeper is afraid that he will soon sell the shop and look for the past. He is old, and he doesn't know how many years he can survive in that mountain forest. ”

The old shopkeeper obviously lives alone, looking childless and childless. When he just learned the news of his aunt's death, he actually had the idea that he had no love. She saw it clearly, and then told her aunt where her grave was. Sure enough, the old shopkeeper's originally gray eyes seemed to be ignited again in an instant. After a closer look, she learned that the old man in front of her had the idea of looking for the past to guard the tomb. For a while, she really didn't know if she was saving people or harming people.

Seeing this, Yuan Feng was about to reassure her a few words. At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the direction of the street entrance ahead.

Immediately afterward, several people hurried in. The leader was a junior martial artist in his twenties. I saw him running and hurriedly ordered: "Quickly, close the street door!"

"This big brother, may I ask, what's going on outside, why are you closing the street door?" Yuan Feng and Shen Jiumei looked at each other, walked up quickly, and asked.

"Young man, you don't sound like an outsider. Do you still need to ask?" the junior martial artist didn't care about wiping the hot sweat off his forehead, "It must be a household registration." ”

Check the household registration, Yuan Feng knows. In the previous Xianting period, this trick was used to toss people. At that time, he lived in the Yuan family's compound, and ordinary household checks would not find him in front of him. What he didn't expect was that Xianmen even took this trick in its entirety.

Xianmen, Xianmen, what should I say?

He took a sip in his heart, his face was not obvious, and he hugged his fist to the junior martial artist: "I'm sorry." I was confused outside today, but I didn't expect this stubble to come. I thought something big was going on outside. ”

"It's also possible that something big has happened. Xianmen's dog legs are all out, and it looks like they are really looking for someone. The junior martial artist's face softened slightly, and he said with concern, "Brother, is it from this area at home? Don't waste your work outside, go home. ”

"Thank you. Yuan Feng took Shen Jiumei out of the street in a hurry.

Sure enough, on the main street outside, there were more than half of the people missing. The pedestrians are all not squinting, and they are in a hurry.

"Brother Feng, are we still going to listen to the play?" asked Shen Jiumei with a twisted eyebrow. Leaving the old shopkeeper, she had no intention of listening to the play. At this time, the mood is even worse, and I really can't raise the slightest interest in playing.

Yuan Feng looked at a group of mortal warriors dressed in the uniforms of the Immortal Sect miscellaneous disciples in the distance, shouting with their teeth and claws. Needless to say, this is the "Xianmen Dog Leg" that the junior martial artist who kindly reminded them before. He smiled bitterly: "The two of us have no guide on us, and if we don't want to reveal our identities, we can only go to the play." ”

"Huh?" Shen Jiumei thought she had misheard.

The group of people was getting closer and closer, Yuan Feng didn't care about explaining, he also took her hand, and hurriedly turned around and walked forward: "Let's get out of here first." ”

The layout of the provincial capital has not changed much compared to when he left. He led Shen Jiumei through the streets and alleys. Along the way, I met a few Xianmen dog legs who checked the household registration. One is that the road is familiar, and the other is that the footwork of the two of them is good, and they have successfully bypassed it every time.

After more than a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at the pear orchard where the opera garden was gathered.

Yuan Feng fixed his eyes and saw that there was indeed no dog-legged harassment here.

"It's the same as the previous Immortal Court period. He pursed his lips and explained to Shen Jiumei, "This is a place for dignitaries and nobles to have fun, and those who check the household registration will not easily find out here." After a pause, he looked at the lively streets, and said, "There are also things that have changed." ”

"Where has changed?" asked Shen Jiumei curiously.

"In the past, it didn't until after Shen Shi that this place slowly became lively. It wasn't until after dark that it was as lively as it is now. Yuan Feng hehe, "Listen, there are already gongs and drums." This is the beginning of the play. It's better to come early than to come early. Now that we've caught up, let's go over and listen. Checking the account usually doesn't take too long. When the scene was over, the outside had almost stopped. ”

Then listen to it. In troubled times, how can there be a time of real peace of mind? It's more about happiness in suffering. Shen Jiumei nodded.

Sure enough, Yuan Feng was not wrong. When the play ended, the couple went out of the play garden and looked at the main street outside. At this moment, the sun was just setting in the west, but the previously closed street was open again. And the barking doglegs are not a single one.

The account check is over.

Yuan Feng frowned and retracted his gaze: "Jiu Niang, let's go back to Zhuangzi." "He really doesn't want to be here for a moment.

"I really don't want to go to Yuan's house to see?" Shen Jiumei still couldn't help but reminded her.

Yuan Feng shook his head: "Since my mother passed away, there is no one I want to see there." "My own father, hehe, for many years afterwards, he regretted it in his dreams: he had not really seen blood at that time, but in the end his hand was weak, and he couldn't really cut that guy with a sword and pay for his mother's life. So, forget it. lest he really see people, he still can't control his hand holding the sword, and he cleanly dirties the natal sword.

I thought that if Xianmen made such a fuss, there would be heavy guards at the city gate. As a result, when the two of them arrived at the gate of the city, they saw that they were no different from when they had come before. So, the two went out of the city gate smoothly and went to the official road from the original road.

No, it's still not very lucky. The couple turned a corner, and after walking a few steps, they saw a group of people coming out from the foot of a hill in front of them. The head is a dogleg. Behind him were two people carrying a corpse wrapped in a straw mat. Behind them, followed by three young men dressed in linen and filial piety.

Yuan Feng hurriedly pulled Shen Jiumei to hide in the grass on the side of the road.

I only heard the dog-legged man look at the official road and sweat: "It's really evil." Then he turned back and said, "I will not go back to the city with you." Before leaving, tell your brothers again, you must not cry again when you go to the official road. Also, if someone asks, don't let me out. I kindly told you to restrain you, and you didn't tell your father to feed the wild dogs in the mountains, so you can't hurt me. ”

"Yes. The three brothers who were dressed in linen and filial piety said that they were going to kneel down and kowtow to thank them.

The dog leg hurriedly stopped: "That's not necessary." You, alas, all of you should do it for yourselves. As he spoke, he looked around again, swished, and bowed down into the dense forest on the side.

"Brother Feng, we have seen him before. Shen Jiumei whispered, "One of the two followers." ”

Yuan Feng nodded: "The one who led the way is dead." That's the one wrapped in a straw mat. After a little thought, "The people they searched all over the city couldn't be the two of us, right?"

"What's the reason for this, we obviously didn't do anything?" Shen Jiumei rolled her eyes angrily.

"Go back to Zhuangzi first. Brother Yun has someone here, and it is much more convenient to go back and ask him to help check it out than to check it ourselves. ”

"Good. ”