Chapter Ninety-Two: A Thought.

When Hua Qingyi and Ai Xiang'er returned to the Shaliu Gang Xie You Teahouse, it was already very late, and the people of the Shaliu Gang gradually fell asleep, Hua Qingyi and Ai Xiang'er each returned to their rooms and began to sleep, but Ai Xiang'er lay on the bed but couldn't sleep, thinking about what she saw and heard today and the secret history that Hua Qingyi didn't say, which made it even more difficult for her to sleep.

Hua Qingyi was lying on the bed, feeling that the room was unusually stuffy, he suddenly wanted to take a cold bath, so he came to the courtyard, walked to the water tank, picked up a handful of water and poured it on his head, suddenly, he found that his hand was missing, he couldn't see his hand;

At midnight, only a few crickets in the Shaliu Gang were still barking, and a black cat was meowing at the wall, and suddenly the black cat seemed to hear something and ran away with a few steps.

A dark shadow slowly appeared from a shadow, he looked at Hua Qingyi's room, that kind of look seemed to be looking at an empty house, at this time, Hua Qingyi had fallen asleep, and had a very beautiful dream, if he knew that there was a person standing outside his room at this time, and sinister smile, I don't know if he could still have a sweet dream!

When he woke up, Hua Qingyi felt so comfortable, and was about to get out of bed to freshen up, and then go to find something to eat, when Bu Fan suddenly slammed into the door and said to Hua Qingyi anxiously: "You and Ai Xiang'er hurry up and leave the Shaliu Gang, otherwise it will be too late!"

Hua Qingyi didn't expect Bu Fan to be in such a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "What happened to let us leave in such a hurry?"

Bu Fan took a breath, and then said, "Did you trespass into the secret pavilion of the Shaliu Gang and steal a book?"

Hua Qingyi suddenly felt very strange how Bu Fan could know that he had stolen a secret pavilion thing, but after thinking about it, he also understood that Liu Yunqing liked Bu Fan, and she would definitely tell him something, but Hua Qingyi still pretended to be surprised and asked, "Yes, how did you know?"

"You don't care how I know, now that the elders of the Shaliu Gang know about this, they will soon gather good people to come and ask you about the guilt, you take Ai Xiang'er and leave quickly!" Bu Fan said with concern.

"Why do you want to tell me that you are also a member of the Shaliu Gang?" Hua Qingyi asked movingly.

Bu Fan looked at Hua Qingyi, changed his usual empty expression, and said very seriously: "Because we are friends!"

"Okay, I'm really touched by your words, so I'll leave with Ai Xiang'er. Then Hua Qingyi walked to the bedside, took out a book from under the pillow, and said: "I will give this book to Brother Bu, if he has a fate to meet us again, I Hua Qingyi will be grateful!"

"Brother Hua is polite, we will definitely meet again!" Bu Fanyi said with a long body.

After Hua Qingyi handed over the book to Bu Fan, he immediately went to find Ai Xiang'er, and then briefly told her about the matter, hastily packed up some things, and was about to leave the Shaliu Gang;

"What are you doing there, aren't we already regarded as enemies by the Sand Willow Gang, why don't we get out of here quickly and go back to Rumeng Valley!" Ai Xiang'er said.

"How can this be, I said that I would avenge Zhu Yaru, Ying Jieyou and Sun Die!" Hua Qingyi said very resolutely.

When Hua Qingyi was sailing in the sea with a pulp, they saw a big boat behind them from a distance, and the boat was full of people, all of whom were elders and disciples of the Shaliu Gang, Ai Xiang'er saw that the people of the Shaliu Gang were chasing after her, and asked nervously: "They have chased up, what should we do?"

Hua Qingyi smiled and said, "It's okay, you can rest assured!"

The big ship gradually approached, and when Hua Qingyi and Ai Xiang'er came to Jiuju Island, they were almost the same as the big ship, Hua Qingyi pulled Ai Xiang'er and desperately climbed to the temple on the mountainside; Ai Xiang'er never felt that life was as precious as this time.

The old man who had lived for a long time was lying on the chair of the temple drinking, he had already seen Hua Qingyi, but he still drank his wine as usual, and ignored him at all, Hua Qingyi walked up and said: "Senior, I have found the murderer who killed Bu Dianxi!"

"But the three-day appointment has passed!" The old man who had lived for a long time said very plainly, as if he didn't take Hua Qingyi to heart at all, Hua Qingyi was about to explain, several elders of the Shaliu Gang and some disciples had already climbed halfway up the mountain, scrambling to enter the temple, Bu Fan and Liu Yunqing also followed.

An elder in charge saw that Hua Qingyi was talking to a crazy old man, so he said very unceremoniously: "Hua Qingyi, do you think that we can't help you if you escape to Jiuju Island?"

Hua Qingyi knows this elder, he is now the oldest person in the Shaliu Gang, called Huang Fuying, when Zhu Yaru was alive, the affairs of the gang were handled by him.

"Senior Huangfuying, I really stole that book, but there is nothing in it that damages the Sand Willow Gang!" Hua Qingyi pleaded.

"Didn't you, how did I hear that it was full of the secret histories of all of our Sand Willow Gang!" Huang Fuying said with an angry face.

"Didn't I give the book to Brother Bu Fan, Brother Bu Fan can testify that there is nothing on it!" Hua Qingyi said with an innocent look, and then looked at Bu Fan.

Bu Fan walked up from behind, changed his expression, and said very scoundrelly: "Brother Hua, when did you give me what you stole in the Secret Pavilion?

Huang Fuying looked at Hua Qingyi and asked, "Did you give Bu Fan that book!" The tone was full of contempt, Hua Qingyi saw that Bu Fan was so rebellious, and regardless of friendship, he also smiled and said: "Hehe, that's right, I didn't give him the book I stole in the secret pavilion!"

Bu Fan was startled at first, but immediately returned to his previous expression, and said: "Brother Hua can't be like this, if you are angry with me, you deliberately said that you didn't give it to me, but you really didn't give it, you say this, how can you be embarrassed to be friends in the future!"

Hua Qingyi smiled and said very easily: "You don't have to be embarrassed at all, because you don't have a future, and I really didn't hand over to you what I stole from the Secret Pavilion, and the book is still with me." Hua Qingyi said and took out a book from his arms, a very old book.

Bu Fan's face turned red for a moment, but not because of shyness.