Although Zhang Zihan caught the thief, he couldn't judge him alive or dead. There was no way, so I gave up the thief and walked to the bed, and took a look at Lu Xintong's situation: "Yo! My sister is sleeping so soundly!"

Just when he was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard a knock on the door, Zhang Zihan held a sword in his hand, leaned in front of the door, and asked softly, "Who?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from outside the door: "Don't be suspicious, girl, it's me." When Zhang Zihan heard this, it was the female shopkeeper of this shop, so she no longer cared, "squeaked", and flashed open the door. Seeing that the two members of the store were standing outside the door, in the middle of the night, it was not convenient for the man to enter the girl's room, and the male shopkeeper had to stay outside the door.

The female shopkeeper let Zhang Zihan come into the house and looked down: "Yo, why is there still a person lying here?"

Zhang Zihan asked the woman, "Auntie, in the middle of the night, you don't sleep, what are you doing in my room?"

The woman waved her hand and said with a smile: "Hey, I live next door to the girl, and I am sleeping soundly, when I suddenly heard a ding-ding sound, so noisy that I can't even sleep well, so I called my old man and rushed over to take a look." No, that's exactly what happened. He spread his hands and had a bitter expression on his face. Leaning down, he asked the young man lying on the ground, "Oh, young man, what kind of child are you, you are idle, what do you want to do in our store?"

The young man took a sip and shouted, "Bah, old thief, what are you doing here?"

The mother-in-law sneered: "Yo, I'm not very old, and my temper is still arrogant." This is my shop, you came here to disturb my customers, what do you say has to do with me?" grabbed his ears and scolded: "Stinky boy, you don't study well at a young age, and you come here to fool around, what do you want to do?"

The young man's ears were painful, he shook his head, stared at him, and scolded viciously: "Bah, old thief, don't lie to good people." The master disdains to do this kind of obscene work. ”

The mother-in-law glared: "Good man, you dare to say that you are a good person when you carry this kind of thing with you?" Stinky boy, tell me quickly, where did this come from?"

The young man tilted his neck and sneered twice: "You can't care." ”

Zhang Zihan took the "Little Crane" in his hand and looked at it carefully. The girl's Xue Xue was smart, raised her eyebrows coldly, and shouted: "Little thief, who are you Fang Daqing?" She linked what had happened in the past few days, and faintly felt that this young man had something to do with the Ghost King Village.

Sure enough, the young man shouted violently: "What a thief mother-in-law! Really powerful! Let me tell you the truth, Fang Daqing is my uncle, and I am his nephew." Thief mother-in-law, you have already killed my father and my mother, and you are still asking so much why you are killing the master with a sword as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble. ”

When Zhang Zihan heard this, he had an idea in his heart, and his tone softened slightly: "It turns out that you are the son of the big boss of the ghost king village of Crouching Tiger Mountain!"

The young man's eyebrows raised and he shouted violently: "Yes! The young master is the young master of the Ghost King Village! The eldest husband will not change his name, he will not change his surname, the young master's surname is Fang, his name is Fang Xiaojiang, and he came here today to seek revenge on you."

The thief's mother-in-law, my father and my mother, have no grievances with you, why did you want to kill them? You are also evil! "This kid has followed his mother's surname! cough! No wonder, who called Zhou Baotong the son-in-law of Shangzhai.

Zhang Zihan shouted: "Your father and your mother, gathering a crowd to become bandits, raiding houses and robbing women from good families, which one of them is not an evil deed? You are still young, and your knowledge is still shallow, I will spare you from death! Get the antidote!" he said, holding out his right hand.

The thief was furious and shouted: "Bah! Don't think about it! The thief mother-in-law, you have the ability to kill the master! I want to save that little slut, I am delusional, and I am daydreaming!"

"You ......" Seeing that he didn't learn well at a young age, he was still very good at articulate! Zhang Zihan bit the broken jade and gurgled, and stepped forward with his sword: "Damn, I'll kill you!"

The mother-in-law was startled and hurriedly waved her hand: "Girl, slow down! I'm making a living here, don't kill people here." ”

Zhang Zihan looked at it, ashamed and annoyed, and put the sword into the sheath: "Auntie, what do you say you should do?"

The mother-in-law wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, rolled her eyes, and said, "Girl, according to the mother-in-law, it's better to be like this." Tie up this kid first, and when it gets dark, send him to the county government and hand him over to the officials to dispose of, what do you think?"

Zhang Zihan pondered for a moment and nodded: "After all, he is still a child, and I really can't bear to kill him." I hope that he will be able to realize his mistakes and make amends! "Look, the girl is kind-hearted.

In this way, the mother-in-law called her man into the house, and the three of them worked together to twist Fang Xiaojiang's arms and tie him up with a thick hemp rope. Fang Xiaojiang was angry and angry, and scolded, where can he still help? This kid scolded so badly that the shopkeeper couldn't bear it, so he had to take the cloth and put it on his mouth. The shopkeeper and his family worked together to twist him into the firewood room, locked him up, and after dawn, he was sent to the county office.

After tossing for half a night, Zhang Zihan could no longer fall asleep, so she simply undressed the sleepy Lu Xintong first, covered her with a quilt, like a mother, guarded her, sat cross-legged on the couch, meditated and pranayama, and ran Xiao Zhoutian.

"Clucking ......", the chicken crows three times, and the sky dews and the fish belly is white.

Lu Xintong, the big lazy worm, finally woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked around: "Hey, where is my sister?" I felt dizzy, and it was really uncomfortable. Reluctantly sat up, he called out like a child, "Sister, where are you?" Sister, ......!"

At this time, Zhang Zihan was washing his hands outside the house, and suddenly heard Lu Xintong calling for him, and hurriedly ran into the house: "Sister, I finally woke up." ”

Lu Xintong pouted and complained, "Sister, why did you leave others alone?"

Seeing that she was like a child, and she loved to be coquettish, Zhang Zihan couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, sister, don't be angry, it's all my sister's." Hurry up, get dressed, and get out of bed!"

"Oh!" Lu Xintong asked while dressing, "Sister, did the thieves come last night?"

"Uh......" To avoid making her worry too much, Zhang Zihan waved her hand: "No! Last night, my sister was too careful, and no one came at all!" In fact, early in the morning, the shopkeeper teamed up with the two of them to take Fang Xiaojiang out of the firewood house, put it in a carriage, and send it to the county government ten miles away.

Lu Xintong believed it: "Oh, that's good." ”

After Lu Xintong sorted out everything, the sisters simply ate some breakfast, settled the room money with the female shopkeeper, and continued to rush towards Songyue Villa while the weather was cold.

Along the way, the sisters talked and laughed, but they didn't feel lonely. It's just that Xiaobai doesn't have Xiaohong to fight for anger, and he runs a little slower, Lu Xintong always likes to rein in front of the horse from time to time, waving at Zhang Zihan, Gege can't stop laughing: "Sister, hurry up." ”

When he was approaching, he faintly saw a rather magnificent village in front of him, and Lu Xintong raised his hand and pointed: "Sister, look! ”

Zhang Zihan took a look: "Yo! sister, your house is quite big!"

Lu Xintong grinned: "Of course, I'm the eldest lady of the dignified Songyue Villa!"

The horse came to the front gate of Songyue Villa, but saw the high gatehouse, the vermilion gate, very magnificent, and it was really a big family. On both sides of the door, stand a large stone lion, lifelike, fangs and claws, very mighty. Looking up at the plaque, there were four gilded characters: "Songyue Villa!"

The courtyard door was closed, and no one seemed to be there. Lu Xintong dismounted and walked up the steps, trying to push the door, but he couldn't push it open, his fingers "clicked", knocked on the door a few times, and no one answered for a long time. Miss Lu felt quite frustrated: "It seems that Daddy still hasn't been able to come back." My heart was sour, and tears fell down.

Zhang Zihan stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her: "Sister, don't worry, I believe that Uncle Lu must have a good nature, and there will be absolutely no problems." Maybe I'm on my way home!"

Lu Xintong knew that she was comforting herself, and nodded slightly: "I hope." Miss Lu didn't give up, stretched out her hand, and knocked on the door a few more times.

After about half a pillar of incense, someone was finally willing to open the door: "Who?"

Hearing that although this voice was old, it was very familiar, and Lu Xintong was very happy: "Uncle Zhong, it's me, I'm Tongtong." ”

The people in the door were very surprised: "Yo! it's the eldest lady, the eldest lady, you are back." With a "squeak", the door of Zhu Tongqi slowly opened, and out of the door came an old man dressed in a green cloth shirt, full of silver hair, and a kind appearance. The old man looked at it with his eyes, and there were two girls standing outside the door, one of them was Lu Xintong, the young master of Songyue Villa, and the old man cried with joy: "Miss, you have been gone for more than a month, but you can be regarded as coming home." ”

Lu Xintong stepped forward and grabbed the old man's calloused hands, and choked up: "Well, Uncle Zhong! Tong Tong is back, Tong Tong is finally home." Uncle Zhong, I don't know my father, have you ever come back?"

Uncle Zhong waved his hand and sighed: "Cough, don't mention it, since the day of the fight, the master has not come back at all." He bowed to the door: "Miss, since you're back, hurry into the house, don't dry out here!"

"Okay!" The three of them walked into the village with their front and back feet, and Zhong Bo closed the courtyard door with his hand. At this time, two housekeepers ran through the side yard, took the reins of the horses, and walked towards the backyard. Lu Xintong took Zhang Zihan's hand: "Sister, please come to the house!"

"Good!"

Coming to the main hall, it is tall and spacious, the square brick is paved, smooth and flat, the ceiling, the bright powder wall, there are several ink and wash Danqing hanging on the wall, the table of eight immortals, the Taishi chair, and the Danzhu Mobao, which is very solemn.

Uncle Zhong personally brought a pot of brewed flower tea, poured it for the two girls respectively, and told Lu Xintong everything that had happened in the past few days:

Since beating Lu Xintong and escaping from Songyue Villa, that night, Zhen Xia Ryu has already fled, and there has been no news for a month.

As for Bai Fubiao, Zhang San, and Li Si, the thieves, they were very annoyed when they saw that they couldn't catch Lu Xintong, and they stayed in Zhuangzi for more than ten days, and they didn't see Lu Xintong return for a long time, so they left stupidly, and they didn't know where they went.

In the next few days, many of the servants on the Zhuangzi left one after another, and now, only the old butler Zhong Bo and five or six loyal servants stayed behind in the Zhuangzi, looking after the house for the master, waiting for the master's return. Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, today finally brought Lu Xintong back, Zhong Bo's heart finally has the backbone: "Miss, I finally came home, but don't leave again, otherwise, we people really don't know what to do?"

"Uncle Zhong, thank you for staying and taking care of the home for me and my father. I, Lu Xintong, thank you here. With that, he stood up and bowed.

Uncle Zhong was so frightened, how could he afford this? Hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Miss, don't be like this, like this, you will torture the old slave! The old lady and the eldest lady treat us very well on weekdays, and what do we do by doing this." I only hated myself for not being able to protect the lord and the miss, so that the lord and the miss suffered this disaster in vain. As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed.

Lu Xintong was so moved. Suddenly, I thought of Xiao Cui and asked, "Uncle Zhong, I don't know how you settled Xiao Cui?"

Zhong Bo was silent for a long time, and the muddy old tears rolled down, and he choked up: "Miss Zhu did not hesitate to sacrifice her life in order to save Miss, we sincerely admire it. ”

wiped away his tears and continued: "After that day, several of us pooled money to buy a thin-skinned coffin, collected the girl, and buried her on the mountain behind the village. cough ......" sighed and wept.

recalled the scene when he and Xiaocui got along on weekdays, laughter, sound and smile, clearly flashed in front of his eyes, echoing in his ears. Lu Xintong's heart was very uncomfortable, and the crystal tears seemed to break the embankment, and they flowed down: "Xiaocui, my good sister, it's all my sister's bad, you lost your life at a young age, I ...... I'm so sorry for you!" the sad heart of the girl's crying was mentioned.

Zhong Bo couldn't bear to look directly at the past, turned around, and sobbed. Zhang Zihan was also sad in her heart, but she couldn't shed tears. He walked up to Lu Xintong, stroked his delicate body with his hand, and said comfortingly: "Sister, don't be too sad. Miss Xiaocui has a spirit in the sky, and she can't bear to see you so sad. ”

Lu Xintong looked at Zhang Zihan with teary eyes: "Sister, I ......" was sad and speechless, so she plunged into Zhang Zihan's arms and cried happily.

After crying for a while, the girl's heart finally felt much more comfortable. raised his hand to wipe the tears on his cheeks, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile at Zhang Zihan: "Thank you, sister." ”

Zhang Zihan smiled indifferently: "It's nothing." Girl, I've been on the road for a long time, but I feel hungry?"

"This ......" Lu Xintong only felt that these words were so familiar, as if he had heard them. Oh, remembered:

"Miss, you can be regarded as coming back, if you come back a little later, Xiao Cui Ke will starve to death. ”

Lu Xintong had tears in her eyes and said with a faint smile: "Good sister, don't worry, my sister will definitely not let you go hungry." Turning his head, he instructed Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, please take the two of you, rush to the hospitable restaurant, buy a few decent side dishes, and then go to the incense candle shop to buy some incense candle paper money, I will go to the mountain in person to take a good look at her." ”

"Yes!" the old slave obeyed. Uncle Zhong bowed and took the order.

Led by Zhong Bo and accompanied by Zhang Zihan, Lu Xintong came to the burial place of Xiaocui girl's bones on the mountain behind Songyue Villa.

Lu Xintong slowly squatted down, lined up the six exquisite dishes one by one, lit two incense candles, burned some paper money, and muttered with tears in his eyes: "Xiaocui, my good sister! Sister sees you coming! Sister knows, you girl, you have always been very greedy, these dishes were specially bought for you by my sister Ling Zhong Bo, you can eat as much as you want." Xiaocui ...... "The girl's family could no longer hold back the grief in their hearts, "plopped", knelt down in front of Miss Xiaocui's grave, fell to the ground with both hands, and cried incessantly.

"Miss, you ......"

Before Uncle Zhong could speak, Zhang Zihan stretched out his hand to stop him: "Uncle Zhong, you just let your sister cry as much as she wants! ”

"But how can the master's family bow down to the next person?"

Zhang Zihan shook her head: "It's okay! Sister, she is innocent by nature, attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and will never compare these." ”

"That, that's okay!" Zhong Bo couldn't say anything more, turned around, and wept.

Lu Xintong sacrificed to the grave, took a Nanmu board brought from home, held the sword, and twisted and pinched the words on it with the tip of the sword. Her skills are still shallow, and the lettering is extremely difficult, and it took a long time to engrave a word, and Zhang Zihan stepped forward: "Sister, what do you want to carve, my sister will do it for you." ”

Lu Xintong looked at Zhang Zihan with tears in his eyes and nodded: "Thank you, sister." I want to engrave the tomb of Zhu Cuicui, the sister of Lu Xintong. ”

Zhang Zihan's face was indifferent: "Okay! Sister will do it for you." Zhang Zihan's skills are profound, without a stick of incense, the Nanmu board presents a few words dictated by Lu Xintong, the engraving is delicate and neat, the font is round and upright, and it is very beautiful. Standing the tombstone in front of Zhu Cuicui's grave, the three of them bowed to her three times, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Lu Xintong looked up at the sky, and suddenly, he saw the clouds in the sky, slowly gathered together, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a smiling face, like a little cui girl, and beckoned to her: "Miss, you must take good care of yourself." Although Xiaocui is gone, she will definitely bless you in the dark. Farewell, Miss. "The clouds scattered and were no longer visible. Lu Xintong held a trumpet in his hand, looked up to the sky and shouted, "Xiaocui...... Younger sister...... You can't leave me, you can't-"

At this time, I suddenly heard a lewd laugh behind me: "Stinky girl! ”

Lu Xintong was stunned for a moment, turned around, looked at the person, his eyes instantly burst into flames, and a murderous aura erupted all over his body, "Wow" A violent scream, like an angry female eagle, drew her sword and pounced on the person-