Liu Yi, who was covering his wounds, wanted to turn around and kill while Honghong was pondering, but he immediately dispelled this idea, he would lie to others, and others would too.

Those who have no fear can be leisurely, and those who flee for their lives can only be exhausted.

Liu Yi scurried around the city, thinking that he had hidden his hatred in his heart, after seeing the murderous methods of the net, he felt guilty in his heart, in fact, he had dispelled the idea of avenging those heroes, not that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare, after all, after going down the mountain, he knew that in the world under the mountain, he could only be a guy to mix food and clothing, or the kind of guy who provided food and shelter.

Honghong, who followed behind him, often chased after him, but he would still catch up with him, the killer's bowl of rice was actually much more unpalatable than that of the robbers and bandits in the green forest, and the robbers could be pulled tightly when they encountered the idea of piercing their hands, and they were hungry for two days, their eyes were green, if they saw rice, they would still be bright, and the killer couldn't do it, of course, in the world under the mountain, Liu Yi, who was powerful on that mountain, didn't know that he was now dull in his brain, and he had been moving forward by instinct, and he couldn't think.

Since Liu Yi came to Qingfeng Inn, the inn's business has been booming, Liu Yi, who is a young man, is not buying vegetables every day, or serving tea and water, he has no time to look at the layout of the city, so he does not dare to escape to those black alleys, his gambling luck has always been very poor, playing money on the cottage and losing more and winning less, and when it comes to gambling on his life, he does not dare to be careless.

It's really a bad idea to escape like this, one can only run on the street, and the other can chase after the cornices, the injured Liu Yi will be caught up sooner or later, this city is not the dense forest of Chuanlong Mountain after all, Liu Yi really can't run away.

Liu Yi, who had a change of heart, simply hid.

Honghong, who was holding the pipa, had no clue when she chased here, and she didn't plan to look around, just consumed like this, she could consume it until dawn, after all, there were some things in her heart, how it should be, and she didn't need to go back early to mix, he couldn't afford it, and the blood kept flowing, which meant that the vitality had been flowing.

The red girl tuned the strings, and the sound of the sweep was out of tune, and he was injured in the abdomen, and he was thinking about how to save his life, but now he was thinking about how to beat this red to death, and then swaggered out of the city.

Liu Yi got up excitedly, there was no knife in his hand, and the thick knife momentum naturally couldn't be made with his hands, he simply used his hand as a sword, changed the stabbing style to a fist, and punched Honghong's back, "Those people may not have told you that I am a bandit." ”

After punching, Liu Yi tried his best, and fled in the direction of the city gate, it was the time for the city gate to open, and he would do the kung fu of jumping over the wall and tiles, in fact, he would.

The gate of the sword gall city of the previous dynasty will not be closed at night, after the opening of the country, the imperial history of the official set a rule, the previous officials of the sword gall city, will close the city gate at night, but also know how to be flexible, often open the door one or two hours in advance, so that the caravan that goes out to run business first.

Today is a good day to travel, before the city gate is opened, hundreds of merchants have been gathered in the city gate, Liu Yi quickly walked out of the city gate in the crowd, the former bandits, and returned to the world where he belonged.

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"It's dawn in two hours, and you won't do it?" asked the blind man, there was no sad expression on his face, he was still full of smiles, but unfortunately there were no moving eyes, and his sincere smile was a little crazy.

The scholar who cheered for each of the Red Girl's songs paced back and forth, and said with a wry smile: "She knows that it was my hand, but I still didn't get anything." ”

The corners of the foolish boy's mouth outlined an arc, and he unintentionally said a big secret, and joked: "She, she just doesn't like your thoughts." ”

The scholar was struck by lightning and said with a wry smile: "I thought it was just that we met a little late." ”

The blind boy laughed when he heard the scholar's words, and said softly: "In the past, when I said books, I often thought, neither of us has to die, I will leave alone, go back to Ruyang City to open a shop, sell some tea or something, you must come when you pass by, buy twenty or thirty catties, and it is also an old man, I will send you two or three taels to make an addition, don't feel a loss, you must think more about human favors, and worry less about gains and losses." ”

After the blind boy finished saying what he had fantasized about for a long time, he thought to himself, ah, she won't come back before dawn, it's very sad, and it's quite reasonable, and he said to himself: "Wei Qing, you can do it or not, it's not difficult, I'm wandering between waiting for death or waiting for life, it's quite tormenting." ”

Scholar Wei Qing lost the heart to sigh, and said softly: "Then die, you don't have to suffer so much in the future." ”

The blind boy laughed: "She should like such a person, take care of her in the future." ”

When Wei Qing said that, the whole person seemed to have unloaded a hundred catties of burden, and said easily: "Do your best." ”

The blind scholar turned to look at him and said, "Do your best." ”

Seeing these eyes, Wei Qing, who was startled, said, "Your eyes are quite terrifying. ”

The blind boy nodded in agreement, feeling the breeze blowing in from outside the door, and sighed, "It's better to close it earlier!"

Honghong came back with the lute, the room was empty, the burning candles shed a table of tears, before it solidified, it was the fireworks in March, and the weather was slowly getting hotter.

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Qionglu Academy is located at the foot of the mountain, before the temple and after learning, there are only dozens of houses, outside the small lake Panchi is an industry formed over the years, when the scholar approached, the scholar who went to school in twos and threes also asked: "Brother Lang, has your son-in-law come back?"

The scholar also replied happily, "It's back, there!" and pointed back.

Brother Lang, who didn't see his son-in-law, scratched his head and said, "Well, where is the son?"

Li Baiyao, who quietly went around the back door, knocked on the door, thinking that he was really a big fool, he couldn't explain a word, those stupid people had more problems than the sesame seeds of the sesame vendors.

Outside an ordinary house in the academy, Li Baiyao knocked on the door, and the person who came to open the door was a woman in her fifties, wearing a white-washed shirt without a hairpin or pendant, and the scholar bowed respectfully outside the door.

The woman said, "Here comes the white medicine, and the gentleman is inside!" The woman went out and left, and the scholar entered.

The old man who was reading in the house, wearing a crown hat and a gray robe, put down the book when he saw someone coming.

Li Baiyao put down the bookcase and said, "It's good for the disciple to stand!"

The gentleman was not reluctant, but said, "Let's get down to business first." ”

I looked up at my disciple, but I caught a glimpse of a sneaky child lying on his stomach outside the door.

The old man pretended to be angry and shouted, "Come in." ”

The scholar tiptoed in, and he didn't dare to look at his son-in-law, for fear of marrying him, and he didn't dare to look at his husband, just lowered his head and picked his fingers.

The old man said surprisingly gently: "She's not at home either, I don't know that crazy play has gone." ”

Brother Lang retorted, "Xiaomei is not crazy!" and then jumped out of the door.

The old man laughed at it, and he was not in a hurry to talk to his disciples, but only thought in his heart that the two little ones were suspicious and guessed, but when they understood the affairs of men and women, they would be strangers.

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Baiyao asked, "Sir, why are you in such a hurry?"

The old man said plainly: "The prince is dead, and he is probably in the three counties of Pingshan, Lingshou and Kaiyang. ”

Li Baiyao thought for a while, and said softly: "If you pass the prince from the clan, the sister-in-law of King Zhiyu is the most suitable, and the brother and brother and the nearest are also King Zhiyu, of course, it also depends on where he died, so he can see the layout, I think it is more likely to die in Pingshan County, followed by Lingshou County, and I Kaiyang fell again." ”

The old gentleman praised: "It makes sense, dying in the realm of the vassal kingdom that no one can provoke will form a dead knot that cannot be untied, and for the sake of Sun Danxi, I can't kill Yang Hong." ”

Li Baiyao smiled slightly, and the old gentleman asked, "Do you still want to go out?"

Li Baiyao replied: "The nine counties all want to go and see." ”

Brother Lang, the scholar, should be walking on the side street with a little girl with pigtails, the little girl's green robe should be clean, and Brother Lang, who just came back, didn't have time to change out of his dirty clothes, but fortunately, the little girl should not dislike it.

The little girl who was walking in front turned around, held two strings of sugar gourds in both hands, and asked, "Brother Lang, do you want to eat one?"

The little girl was about to hand it over, but Brother Lang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't, Xiaomei, you eat, Gongzi and I often eat outside." ”

The little girl named Xiaomei stretched out her left hand, looked at the skewer that had already eaten one, hesitated for a while, and said, "Then I'll eat two more skewers, and besides, don't tell Brother Baiyao that I ate three, if you want to say that I ate two, you ate one, do you know?"

Brother Lang nodded and replied, "Xiaomei, you can eat if you like it, and if you don't have enough, you can buy it." ”

The little girl said: "No, I'll give two to Brother Baiyao, and this string will be given to my mother, and my mother said to save the money for you." ”

Looking at the left and right hands, the little girl muttered, "If only there was another string, secretly give it to my father, he must be very happy." ”

"Xiaomei, don't go away here, I'll buy another bunch. Without waiting for Xiaomei to answer, Brother Lang was running back.

After a while, Brother Lang came back.

"Here!" pushed the little girl, and the panting Brother Lang said, "Fortunately, I ran fast, and I almost sold out." ”

The little girl who took two strings of sugar gourds between her right fingers smiled brightly, Brother Lang stretched out the sleeve of his left hand to wipe his sweat, and his breathing slowly calmed down.

Brother Lang felt that it was too close to Xiaomei's house from the small street, and they would be there in a while, Xiaomei would go home, and Brother Lang would also go back to take care of his son.

The string of sugar gourds in Xiaomei's left hand was only left for the two of Baiyao's brother, Xiaomei, who ran wildly with the sugar gourd, bumped into her mother who opened the door in the courtyard, and the mother and daughter combined, squeezed their eyebrows, and the woman went out to leave.

After watching her mother leave the courtyard gate, Xiaomei shouted into the house: "Dad, my mother called you!"

The old gentleman in the house put down the book again, opened the door and went out of the courtyard.

Xiaomei, who succeeded, entered the house, put two strings of sugar gourds on the "Shanyuan Miscellaneous" that had just been put down, and quickly went out.

The old man with a pen outside the house nagged: "Call me for this little thing, but fortunately I didn't meet you when I was young." Otherwise, how many books have you missed, and if this academy gentleman can't do it, what will I buy you clothes?"

The old gentleman, who had been a book-lover all his life, entered the house and saw the book stained with sugar silk, and was surprisingly lifeless, tore off the page, slowly tore open the two strings of rock sugar gourds, and gave the woman a string.

The old man took a bite, his old face was sour, covering his sour cheeks, but he said with a smile: "Whale Qing, you have a good daughter and a good son-in-law!" The woman turned around and smiled, and the sugar gourd smiled sourly.

The earliest fruit of this season is not yet ripe, and the sugar gourd during the New Year is the same, the inside is wrapped in sour pastry, but it is sweeter than the hawthorn, and there is no need to spit out the core, it is more expensive, and it is more sincere.

Xiaomei, who ran to the outside of Li Baiyao's house, shouted: "Brother Baiyao, I'm Xiaomei!"

Brother Lang, who made the bed in the house, ran out and replied, "Childe is here." ”

Xiaomei, who entered the house with her hands behind her back, said to Li Baiyao: "Brother Baiyao, I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiaomei misses you!"

Then he stretched out his hand and handed the two sugar gourds to Li Baiyao and said, "Brother Baiyao, this is a sugar gourd for you." ”

Li Baiyao was curious: "Why are there only two, and there are three?"

Brother Lang, who made the bed, stopped and looked at Xiaomei, Xiaomei looked at Brother Lang, then looked up at Li Baiyao, blinked and said, "I ate two of this string." There are three more I said I wanted to keep for you, Brother Lang, he secretly ate one, and he also said that he would eat both of them! Fortunately, I tried my best to protect them, otherwise you wouldn't be able to eat Baiyao, brother. ”

Childe looked at himself, Brother Lang wanted to cry without tears, and then looked at Xiaomei's evil smile on her face, and decided not to bother with her, she had already agreed, and no longer played with the little kid who was still peeing his pants. Brother Lang apologized: "Childe, I'm sorry. ”

Li Baiyao smiled open-mindedly and said, "It's okay, what kind of friendship is it, do you still care about these?"

Li Baiyao asked: "By the way, Xiaomei, you said that you miss Brother Baiyao, I think you miss Brother Lang, right?"

Xiaomei replied: "Brother Lang, I saw him just now, so I don't miss him anymore." ”