Approaching the wall base of Jinghui Building under the cover of night, he waited for a while in the dark. When your breath calms down, you can hear everything around you more clearly. There was no sound within the walls, and a few barking dogs could be heard in the distance. He settled in his heart, and with a force of his legs, he crossed the wall.

Now his cultivation of the Qi Cultivation Realm has become more and more profound, and his movements are much faster than before, although he wears a suit of armor, it only makes a loud noise in the night wind. When I landed at the other end, I looked into the courtyard again, and saw that the atrium here was full of pavilions and water pavilions, and no one was moving.

The stone niche on the side of the road seems to be dedicated to the local master here, and a lantern is also hung at the gate of the courtyard, so that the light in the courtyard is not very dim. Li Bochen touched a mountain rock in the shadows and sat down, and the yin spirit was separated from his body.

He wandered around the atrium for a week, noticing anything unusual, and then walked through the moon gate and went back. Jing Fai House is a twin building, and there are some houses where servants live around it. But despite this, it is also elegantly furnished, like a garden.

In order to protect himself and not care about whether he should peep into people's privacy, he first looked around the residences of those servants and saw that most of them were ordinary people, three others seemed to be martial artists, and one seemed to be a practitioner, meditating and pranayama.

These were the masters of the town house invited by Jinghui Building, and the realm of the cultivators was not very high, Li Bochen was afraid that he was different, so he stared at him in the room for a while, only to find that he was sitting and asleep.

So he went back to the middle of the building. There are more people in the building, and there are some maids on night duty on the first floor. But they were all sleepy and lethargic. Li Bochen wanted to find out and ask a servant to ask the girl which room she lived in and then make him unconscious, but when he saw two maids on night duty by the door on the first floor, they were listening to them.

One said to the other: "Drink some tea, hold on." Miss Qiao has not been happy these days, be careful that she calls Langzhong at night, if she doesn't listen, she will be scolded by her mother again. ”

The other yawned, but still stood up and said, "I won't be...... Or I'll go up and take a look, and if she's asleep, we'll squint for a while. ”

The previous one said: "It's okay - you go to the second floor and ask Xiao Si'er to order me some sweet dumplings." ”

Li Bochen was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly, he really wanted to fall asleep and came to the pillow. The maid got up and went upstairs, and he followed her. The little girl walked a few steps and rubbed her arms, as if she felt cold, but she didn't react.

She went up to the third floor and listened quietly in front of the door of a house at the end of the east side, and Li Bochen knew that this should be the house of "Qiao Girl". The lights in the house were all turned off, and it was quiet. The maid let out a sigh of relief and tiptoed downstairs.

Li Bochen was still not at ease, and immediately took a look at the several rooms on the three floors, but he was red-faced. After sweeping the second floor, I went straight through the wall to Miss Qiao's room.

Her room is quite large, with a tea room and a bathing and toilet. There is a study in the middle, and then there is a bedroom.

Li Bochen paused in front of the bedroom door, and said in his heart, Qiao girl, forgive me for being abrupt - I really have no choice.

And he went in through the door, and beheld men.

As a yin god, he can see the interior at a glance. I found that there was indeed a woman in the house, but she did not sleep on the bed, but fell asleep on the table. Wearing an apricot yellow light shirt and a moon-white Luo skirt, she pulled up a black cloud bun. A few strands of hair were scattered and hung down beside the face, which made the side face and slender neck extremely white and moist.

I can't see her face, but just looking at this figure, I feel very beautiful.

She pressed a piece of gold-sprinkled rice paper under her wrist, Li Bochen looked at the paper and saw three words: "Spring is coming late."

It looks like I can't sleep late at night and wants to write a poem, but I only get the first three words, and I'm sleepy.

He walked around the room again, and in addition to some of his daughter's favorite things, there was a sheathed sword hanging from the wall. The scabbard and hilt are richly decorated, and they are worth a lot of money. However, it seems that it can only be used as a sword dance, and it is difficult to kill.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But Li Bochen frowned slightly, but felt that this was an abnormality-if Ye Lu had come, if he had asked her, why did he leave again? They took the life of an insider in the Sui Realm, how could they let this Qiao girl go here?

Is it because of ...... What trick did they use on the gold medal to find out that they were people with Beichen's luck, and they didn't dare to act rashly for a while?

Thinking of this, he leaned closer and looked at the girl again. For the first time in many years, he was so close to a sleeping woman, but he had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't have any thoughts that he shouldn't have.

When I looked at her neck again, I suddenly realized that something was wrong-

There seemed to be a freshly healed wound in her throat, about the size of a soybean. Li Bochen's heart moved, and he felt that it should be a scar caused by a sharp weapon, as if someone had put a dagger or a thin sword against her throat a few days ago, which left this wound.

It should have been Yelu and them—they had come, and they should have forced her to say something. The two maids downstairs said that her body was "unpleasant" these days, and that's why.

Li Bochen came out through the wall and reattached himself to the body of the vestibule.

Knowing that Ye Lu and those people were tracking him down, he could still guess what they wanted to do - they killed Xu Cheng, the spirit master, they should want to find out their identity and origin. Then whether to capture or win over, it will be decided by the higher-ups.

But now, if you feel that you are the descendant of Beichen, you should think about the capture and killing. Their plans must have changed, and in order to find some clues, they had to dig something out of the mouth of the clever girl.

He stood up and moved his legs and feet, taking advantage of the darkness of the night to go straight into the backyard. When I got downstairs, I jumped two stories high and stood on the eaves above the second floor.

Feeling out the waist of Yaohou, gently unplugging the wooden bolt in the window, he flashed in and closed the window again. It was windy outside, and when the window was opened, there was a whining sound, and the cotton curtain of the window was lifted. Li Bochen stood quietly for a moment, listened to no movement in the room, and flashed out from behind the cotton curtain.

The room was warmer than expected, no wonder Lin Qiao was dressed so thinly, it should be the third floor and the ground dragon was also paved, so this small building looked very tall.

At this time, the vision was not as clear as when the Yin Spirit left the body, but he had already written down all the objects in the room before, so he didn't touch anything when he walked to the inner room.

He walked to the door of the inner room, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open, thinking about how to wake up Lin Qiao, but suddenly saw a little cold light go straight to his throat.

He was shocked in his heart, but the next moment he was relieved - the momentum of the sword should be called fast and ruthless in the eyes of ordinary people, but when he looked at it, it was light. And there was a fragrant wind in the darkness a step ahead, and the sound of the friction of light clothes, and she immediately knew that it should be the wind just now that woke Lin Qiao up, and she took the sword from the wall.

He didn't hide, raised his hand, firmly clamped the blade of the sword with two fingers, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Lin, I'm not a bad person. ”

Feeling the force in his hand, it should be Lin Qiao who wanted to pull the sword back. He let go of his hand, but he didn't put it down, only saying that she was panicked and should stab again.

Unexpectedly, I heard her whisper, "Then who are you?"

Then there was a soft sound, and it was she who put the sword into the sheath.

Li Bochen really didn't expect her to be so calm, and he was stunned for a while. Then I saw a little light in the room, slowly brightening, warming the whole room - Lin Qiao turned on the talisman lamp on the table.

Li Bochen finally saw her face. Reflected by the light, she looks delicate and delicate, like a beautiful girl next door. But a pair of eyes are extraordinarily smart, and there is some tenderness in the eye waves, which makes people feel that such a woman is naturally gentle and lovely, and they can't help but want to pity it. Although it is not as stunning as Li Qiuhu, it is more intimate.

Li Bochen couldn't help but say in his heart, no wonder she was the top brand of this Jinghui Building. Then he woke up and said busily: "In Xia Li Bochen, my mother may have an old relationship with Ling Ci and want to ask the girl something." Visiting late at night is really a last resort. ”

Lin Qiao stood at the table with the sheathed sword, his expression was originally a little cold. But when he heard him say this, his face softened, and he said softly: "Li Bochen?"

Listening to the tone in which she pronounced her name, she seemed to think of something. Li Bochen said in his heart, is it really Ye Lu who came to ask?

But seeing that she looked at herself carefully, her eyes lit up: "Are you the Li Bochen on the sea fishing paperwork?

...... Li Bochen was stunned for a moment, but still said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

Lin Qiao suddenly smiled, raised his hand and put the sword on the table, as if he was completely unsuspecting of him: "I thought it was a Jianghu guest who was bold enough to come to me." It turned out to be you, the big hero—why don't you come at night?"

Her tone suddenly became extremely cordial. When Li Bochen looked at her appearance just now, he felt that she might be a cold beauty with such a good look. Unexpectedly, her voice was as clear and tactful as a yellow bird, and she didn't have the taste of pretentiousness when she spoke, but she was really like the girl next door.

But again, since she is the top brand, she must have the means to please her benefactor, maybe what she is showing now is just habit, but she is still wary of herself in her heart!

He took two steps back and said, "Miss Lin, it is really something I want to ask, and it is not suitable for outsiders to know." My mother's name is Chang Tingwei, and she settled in Lin Qiaozui's restaurant more than 20 years ago. I'm here to ask, did Ling Ci mention her, or say anything?"

He observed Lin Qiao's expression as he spoke, but she only stood leaning against the table, listening with a slight sideways face. Seeing that he didn't say anything about killing the king of Sui, but mentioned Lin Qiaozui's restaurant, he covered his mouth and yawned lightly, saying, "I don't know what you said." More than 20 years ago? I wasn't born yet. ”

Looking at her age, she is indeed similar to herself, or a year or two younger than herself. Li Bochen felt a little disappointed in his heart, but suddenly thought, what was the injury on her neck? It was obviously injured by a sharp weapon, if Ye Lu also came to ask her a few days ago, and now that she heard herself mention it again, why didn't she react at all?

Is it because you don't want to cause trouble, so you don't know?

Li Bochen said: "So, did anyone ask the girl about the same thing a few days ago?"

Lin Qiao covered his mouth and yawned again, slowly sat back on the embroidery stool at the table, and said with a forced smile: "Brother Li, I really don't know. It was too late, and I was tired. If you really want to see me, tomorrow afternoon, will you be okay? When the time comes, I will tell my mother that I will not charge you money for food and drink. ”

Li Bochen frowned, and said in his heart, Ye Lu, have they really never been here? Is she now the kind of whore thief who is shy in her pocket, but still wants to kiss Fangze?

The wound on the neck...... Could it be that it was drawn by a hairpin or something? But how could a hairpin be drawn at that angle?

He was thinking of this, but Lin Qiao stood up again and said, "Okay...... Little sister makes tea for Brother Li to warm up, will you leave later?"

...... Her hesitation made her feel like she was not leaving, right?

Li Bochen sighed: "No need. I'm just—"

But Lin Qiao had already taken a thin shirt from the hanging of his clothes and put it on, smiled, walked out, and said softly: "It's too late for me to rejoice when I usually meet a character like Brother Li." It's really that my little sister was sick a few days ago, and today she is very tired, and she has to do things on the side, which is really unbearable. ”

As she spoke, she walked to the outer room, lifted the tulle and entered the tea-room, turning on the lamp of the rune there.

Then he lit the copper stove in the corner of the house, put a copper soup bottle on the stove to boil water, and knelt on the edge of the couch, and said: "Brother Li likes flowers? I also like flowers—look at the two branches in my house to welcome spring, they are not in perfect bloom." ”

She kept talking, and Li Bochen couldn't interject. I also heard her mention that "it is really unbearable to do other things", and I understood what this "side things" meant. In this kind of place, in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows are in the same room, and seeing her thin clothes, exposed neck and arms like snow, even if she has all kinds of doubts, she can't help but wave her heart slightly, and the word "farewell" can't be said for a while.

When I heard her mention the spring again, I looked at the place where she was pointing. I saw a black porcelain bottle lined with a white wall, and two light yellow spring flowers were inserted in the bottle, which was extremely elegant.

Lin Qiao took a pink and yellow porcelain jar with silver filaments from the cupboard in the tea room, took a ball of tea cakes from the jar with silver tweezers, wrapped it in bamboo paper in a white porcelain bowl and slowly pounded it with a small silver hammer, and said softly while pounding: "But these two flowers, if they are still born in the greenhouse, can bloom for a long time." Even if you thank you, you will send it again next year. But now that it has been picked, it has been enjoyed for a while, and after a few days, it will be ruined and broken into mud, and it will be no better. ”

Li Bochen said in his heart, what flowers do you have to tell me for no reason?

But the next moment, his face turned red, and he suddenly understood. She was comparing the flower to herself, telling herself not to use force, and not to think about taking her captive!

What kind of person does she think of me!? Could it be that after being a dusty woman for a long time, do you really think that all men in this world are shameless and lascivious? What she said was the truth, and she didn't seem to listen!

At this time, Lin Qiao pounded tea with his side face, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his posture was delicate. It is lined with the spring and white walls behind it, which is really like a fairy in the Moon Palace. But Li Bochen was a little disgusted in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Lin, you don't have to drink tea, say goodbye." ”

Lin Qiao turned his face to look at him and said with a smile: "What, Brother Li is so anxious again? ”

Seeing Li Bochen's face after saying this, he was slightly stunned and said, "Ah...... Is Brother Li thinking of going elsewhere? It's that the little sister can't speak—it's just that she picked this flower a few days ago, and she has contracted the disease again in the past few days, so she feels a little sorry for herself for a while. Brother Li, don't be like me-little sister uses tea instead of wine to accompany a crime, okay?"

When she said these words, her face looked pitiful again, as if she had really been unintentional just now.

Li Bochen was originally a little angry in his heart, but seeing her like this, that anger disappeared a little. He said in his heart, this dusty woman is really ...... I don't know which of her words is sincere and which is false!

But he is a soft and not hard, and he thinks that he really misunderstood her - he broke in late at night and startled a sick woman, and walked away with a cold face, which is really a bastard. I just drank her a cup of tea, so as not to appear narrow-minded - but never to say anything more to her.

He forced a smile and said, "Okay." Then there's Miss Laoqiao. ”

After saying this, he also lifted the tulle and walked into the tea room, and knelt down at the tea table.

Lin Qiao pursed his lips and smiled, and said no more. Mashed the tea cake, took the bamboo paper, shook the tea foam into the small mill on the side, held the mill wheel with both hands, and grinded the tea foam finely. Then the fine tea was transferred to the tea basket and sifted, and then the fine powder sieved out was put into a pink and yellow porcelain tea tube, and then said, "Brother Li, how is this tea?"

Li Bochen really doesn't understand tea, and he doesn't like to drink boiled tea at this time. But after looking at Lin Qiao's slender hands doing these things for himself elegantly and calmly, and smelling the fragrance of the tea, I really felt a lot calmer.

At this time, I was really ashamed. Even if she thinks I'm a disciple? It's not a glorious thing for a man to sneak into a woman's boudoir late at night. The girl's family thought this because of fear in their hearts. What I just said is really very tactful. And now he is forcing the sick body to please himself and think that he is protecting himself - but he is resentful in his heart, and it is really not her husband's doing.

He sighed, "The tea is good." Miss Lin, I'm really sorry. ”

Lin Qiao smiled slightly, shook his head slightly, took a teaspoon and scooped a spoonful of tea powder from the tea tube into the tea pot, got up and padd his hands with a white handkerchief, picked up the copper bottle with boiling water, and slowly poured water into the tea pot while slowly stirring it with a fine tea whisk. I saw that the blue waves in the ou were slightly rippling, and the tea was floating and sinking like snow, and there was a fragrance overflowing the room.

She put the teapot on a shallow porcelain plate, put her hands on the table in front of Li Bochen, and said, "Brother Li, please use it." ”

At this time, Li Bochen's heart had completely calmed down. Just as he was about to raise his hand to pick up the teacup and drink it all, Lin Qiao reached over and said, "Brother Li, slow down, this water is a little hot now." ”

Li Bochen said in his heart that he has such rough skin and thick meat, how can he be hot or not. was about to speak, but saw Lin Qiao reach out and dip it in the tea cup, quickly wrote a few words on the tea table, and wiped it all away, and chuckled: "It's okay, it's so cold outside the building, this soup is not too hot." ”

Li Bochen could see clearly by the light of the Fu Huo lamp, and the words written by Lin Qiao were: "Save me, there are people on it."