Ruan Hongyu took a few people on the broken flower boat, the boat was very large, the cabin was about two stories high, although everything in it was no longer the same, it could still be seen that it was once surrounded by colorful silk, lamps and candles.

The abandoned riverside flower boat has long lost its sense of grandeur, like an old man who has faded into his old age, and the wine vessels, cups and plates in it are in disarray, and the melons and fruits have fallen all over the ground, and they have a different taste after rotting.

Luo Bei, Zhao Ying, and Yu Han walked into the cabin to check, because the smell inside was pungent, so Ruan Hongyu did not walk in, but took Xiaolai to stand at the bow of the boat, looking at the undulating river not far away.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't care much about the truth of the case, he held the sword, just behind Ruan Hongyu, didn't walk up, didn't speak, just stood behind her, looking at her back, as if he had stood in the crowd and watched her from afar countless times.

Xiao Lai looked up at Ruan Hongyu for a while, and couldn't help but look back at Ye Zhiqiu for a while, his little head seemed to be thinking about something, frowning, as if he was extremely puzzled by the thoughts of adults.

The boat shook gently, and the water rippled.

What is deeper and harder to guess in this world than the human mind?

After being silent for a long time, Ruan Hongyu slowly turned around and faced Ye Zhiqiu, with that crystal and lazy gaze in her eyes.

"It's very good, I like her very much!"

Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head slightly, not daring to raise his head to look at Ruan Hongyu's gaze.

"Old leaves...... Sister Beauty is talking to you!" Xiao Lai naturally could see Ye Zhiqiu's inner entanglement and nervousness at the moment, and couldn't help but remind him.

Ye Zhiqiu raised his head suddenly, and saw that beautiful and flawless face, and saw those eyes that were as bright as stars.

In an instant, he seemed to have fallen into the abyss, he had never imagined that he could stand so close to Ruan Hongyu, so at this moment, he was more like a father to a hairy boy, and he couldn't express anything at all.

Ruan Hongyu didn't know Ye Zhiqiu's thoughts, but when he was thinking about something, he was distracted for a moment and smiled lightly.

"What if there is turmoil in life, is it also like this calm river, the heart is like a wave, but it always seems to be calm?"

The waves under the boat swelled and lapped against the river bank and the boat in the water, as if behind the soft waves there was the toughest and most powerful force in the world.

Women have always been like water, soft and tough, and behind their weak surface are often the turbulent waves hidden in the bottom of their hearts.

Ruan Hongyu sighed deeply, even she herself almost couldn't remember how many years she hadn't walked out of the scope of Tianxiang Tower, if she hadn't promised Yu Han to help them with this, I'm afraid she wouldn't have come to this place in Nancheng, there was a great contrast between what she usually saw and heard, but I don't know why, she felt a strange sense of intimacy with such a place.

Perhaps, before she was repeatedly abducted and finally sent to Tianxianglou, she grew up in a place like Nancheng, but at that time she was still very young, and her impression is now blurred.

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The cabin was a mess, the chairs and tables were broken into wooden planks, and the rotten melons and fruits were sprinkled everywhere, and the smell was extremely strong.

Luo Bei couldn't help frowning a little, how could the appearance of the flower boat in front of him be reminiscent of the night of the Oiran, like flowers blooming in the water?

After getting used to the smell a little, several of them began to look for clues in the "tattered" world, on a rainy night, the flower boat fluttered to the front of Nancheng, which is a very suspicious thing in itself, not to mention how could it be so coincidental to encounter the Nancheng tragedy? And the person who chartered the flower boat is still hidden in the dark night of Lin'an

Killer organization.

They had discussed in detail that the people who were on the boat that day and night were probably related to the tragedy, and it was even possible that they were the organizers and planners of the tragedy.

Now, the killer organization has fled, even if Han Shizhong or others can find that organization through some means, but there is no evidence, such an organization will naturally not be easy to follow, and they have no way to take any action against such a secret organization without key evidence, after all, it can exist in Lin'an City for so long, this organization must be extraordinary, even if they only haunt in the dark.

After carefully inspecting the inside of the boat, Luo Bei shook his head with some disappointment and said: "Presumably, the wind and waves were extremely strong that night, and now the situation inside the ship has been seriously damaged, it is difficult to see what happened, and there is no trace of the use of weapons, so I can't tell if anyone has done it here!"

Seeing that Zhao Ying didn't say a word, Yu Han knew that it was now the fourth day, and it was only six days before the deadline given by the Holy Decree, and now they had not found any useful clues at all, and it was difficult to solve the case.

On that day, they went back from the scene and carefully combed through the clues they got from Nancheng, one of which was that the horse team that sneaked into the murder on a rainy night was very disciplined, and it was hard to believe that it could be done by bandits and the like; second, there was someone in the temple in front of the village that night, and the fire in the temple was still there, and he should have eaten a piece of roasted sweet potato, so it seemed that the person should not have met the horse team; third, the boat moored on the river bank was obviously different from other fishing boats, or Luobei found that it was the flower boat of Tianxianglou.

Everything seems to be a coincidence, but the first two clues are difficult to trace, only the Tianxianglou flower boat is the easiest to investigate, so they decided to go to Tianxianglou to find out the news, although they were perfunctory by Aunt Hong's words, but they still got Ruan Hongyu's help, knowing that there was a mysterious organization in Lin'an underground that night to charter the flower boat, and Ruan Hongyu also borrowed the prime minister's waist card from the Prime Minister's Mansion so that they could get on the ship smoothly.

Who knew it was like this?

Zhao Ying saw Yu Han and Luo Bei's expressions, and knew that it was similar to what he saw, so he smiled faintly, walked out of the cabin first, and stood on the aft deck.

Yu Han looked at Zhao Ming, knowing that he was on his mind, and then glanced at Luo Bei, shook his head with a wry smile, and walked out with him.

Luo Bei saw that Kill was rummaging through the tattered debris, picked up a broken corner of the wine cup and sighed regretfully, and then picked up the broken pipa, plucked the broken string with his fingers a few times, and sighed.

Luo Bei knew that the reason for the killing sigh was not the same as theirs, he was just purely sorry for the wine vessels and lutes that had been destroyed, and he might not even have taken the matter of the case to heart at all.

didn't care about the killing of "self-entertainment" anymore, and Luo Bei also walked out of the cabin.

The three teenagers stood on the aft deck, letting the river breeze blow, their hair flying.

Looking at the distant sky, the farthest place I can see is a vast expanse formed by the water and the sky, and the dark floating clouds seem to be a huge fish, and the wind on the river suddenly rises, and the fish also swims slowly in the direction of the wind.

Fate is an extremely magical thing in everyone's life, as if there is an invisible pen, undulating and tossing and turning to outline a trajectory that seems to be chaotic.

Perhaps, one day, when you suddenly look back, you will suddenly find that the ethereal and invisible fate is actually slowly moving along a trajectory that seems to have been predestined for a long time.

Fate is the avenue, ordinary people naturally can't say clearly, only a very few people stand outside the mundane, they not only clearly look at the vicissitudes of the world, but also dominate the fate of ordinary people to a certain extent.

The three teenagers looked at the sky together, facing the river breeze together, and the thin droplets of water blown by the wind hit their faces, and the feeling was clear

New and cold.

"Do you think the era we live in is good or bad?" Zhao Ming, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

Yu Han closed his eyes with a smile, savored the taste of the wind, and said after a while: "I think that the good or bad of an era is actually not something we can tell, and in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, there will always be people who will comment on our merits and faults today......

"And today, if we think it's good, then we should try to keep it, if it's not good, then we should try our best to change everything in front of us, right?"

Luo Bei chuckled twice, put his hand on the mast at the stern, and let out a long breath.

"I used to live in a small village in the middle of nowhere, and the people there were very simple and welcoming, and I thought that I would come to this world in an ordinary way like them, and then leave ...... in the most ordinary way."

"But I didn't expect that in the next few years, I experienced things that I could never have imagined, as well as those strange people, and I realized that in this world, neither people nor things can be simply looked at with their eyes, because you may make a big mistake, and even lose others and your own life......"

Luobei's voice became a little strange, decades of life are so long for a teenager, and a few years are even longer for Luobei, as if he has spent several lives.

Yu Han put a hand on Luo Bei's shoulder and patted it gently.

"But I think that in the past, now, and in the future, there will always be suffering in the world, but we can't lose hope in everything just because we have experienced suffering, and hope is very ethereal to say...... It's also important......"

Luo Bei nodded, although the vicissitudes and sorrows in his heart would not be reduced because of this, he could feel the sincerity in Yu Han's heart, in his opinion, the sincerity between people was not easy to come by.

"I think many people can't imagine that a place like Lin'an, which is known as a paradise on earth, is even more located at the foot of the Son of Heaven, there will be a black shop that has been hidden for many years, I don't know how many families have been destroyed over the years, and there will even be a tragedy like the Nancheng head cutting tragedy, which is a horrific event anywhere......"

Yu Han looked into the distance, his eyes showed a trace of helplessness and disappointment, but soon this emotion was restrained by him, and he never wanted to pass on such emotions to others.

"Since the world in front of us is full of gloom and waves, then we should work hard to change it......"

He slowly stretched out a hand and stopped in front of Luo Bei and Zhao Jin, and then looked at the two of them with a smile, his smile was full of firmness and unwaveringness.

Zhao Ying understood what he meant, and Yun Niang had asked herself similar words, but she had never thought about those things that were ethereal and vain.

Once upon a time, he had just seen too much suffering and experienced too much suffering.

Therefore, if he wants to do his best to do something for the world and the people, he will also feel that a person's strength is always meager.

Although Yu Han's words were not completely clear, his blazing eyes told Zhao Ying that what he was referring to was the entire world, and the position closest to influencing the world was not only far away from him, but also close at hand.

Luo Bei also slowly stretched out his hand and put it on Yu Han's hand, and then the two of them looked at Zhao Ying together.

Zhao Ying smiled, he has lived carefully over the years, and has condensed a calm and tenacious temperament, but after all, he is still a teenager, how can he not have a warm blood in his heart?

Three teenagers, standing by the side of the boat, clasped hands tightly in the wind and waves.

Maybe they don't know that this moment is also destined to rewrite the fate of three people.

There is also the fate of the world and the common people in the next hundred years......

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