After another day, the weather suddenly became colder, and a day of heavy snow fell. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw this heavy snow, like a silver dragon retreating from a million, and the white scale armor was flying all over the sky. The houses in the city are like silver bricks, and the green hills in the suburbs have become jade. There is the word "Jiangtian Twilight Snow", praising the winter snow scenery in Chuzhong: plum blossoms bloom at the beginning of Longtou, and the river surface is tiled with catkins. The building lives in the middle of the jade, and the people are in the depths of the crystal. One day the curtain hung low, and the lonely boat returned.

Wu Zile and Wan Rattle sat in the lobby, one drummed the zither, the other played the erhu, and played a song "Falling Jade Flying Flowers", enjoying themselves.

Du Shenfei, Duan Hanyan, Yu Coaoxian, and Jiang Xin Qiuyue came to the street to hang out, watch the snow scene, and unconsciously came to Hualongchi Street, only to see that this street was still full of traffic, people came and went, noisy voices, and frequent transactions.

The four of them saw from a distance that there were many people in front of them, and they didn't know what they were watching? Behind the crowd was a large silk cloth shop, with a huge signboard with gold letters on a black background hanging -- Yuanlongshun Silk Shop.

When the four of them saw so many people watching, they were curious, and they also squeezed away from the crowd to look, but they saw that there was an incense burner on the snow in front of the gate of the Yuanlongshun silk cloth shop, and a few incense sticks were lit in the incense burner, and the cigarette smoke was in the air, and a pile of paper money was burning in front of the incense burner, and a flame appeared, which burned the snow on the ground.

An old woman with most of her hair covered in silver was sitting in the snow and crying: "Son, my son, you died unjustly...... ...... God doesn't have long eyes...... Call me a white-haired man to send a black-haired man...... You're going to give me justice......"

Beside the old woman was an old man with a wrinkled face, his black, weather-covered face, wrinkled like a ravine, and a pair of cloudy and red eyes, which were also full of old tears, were squatting on the ground, constantly adding paper money to the fire.

Beside the old woman, there was a young woman, who was also sobbing softly, she held the old woman with one hand and wiped the tears from her face with the other. Four or five feet away from the old woman, there was a young woman, who also knelt there, but kept her head bowed and did not snort.

These four people, two old and two young, were all dressed in white linen mourning clothes.

The onlookers were talking and pointing. Some people said: "This Yuanlongshun silk cloth shop is the property of the great ancestor outside the palace...... and another said: "Yes! This Zeng Yuan is said to be a very good man, but I don't know how to have such a fierce guy, and now he has beaten people to death." Someone else said: "In my opinion, this person was definitely not killed by Zeng Yuanwai's fellows, but probably died somewhere else, knowing that this Zeng Yuanwai had silver, and came here to extort Zeng Yuanwai's money." Someone else said, "You are also talking nonsense, who knows how this man died? Your family has received many benefits from this Great Ancestor Palace, so of course you can help him speak." The man who spoke before said, "My family has received a lot of benefits from him, and I speak for him, at least I remember the kindness of others." As for your family, haven't you received his kindness, but you fart here. Then the man who spoke said, "Fuck you, then what benefits do you say I have received from him? Even if there is a little benefit, how can I have more than your family." You're farting here. In my opinion, you are so sure that this person was not killed by the guys in this store, that is, you killed him, otherwise how would you know?" As soon as the person who spoke before heard this, he became anxious, twisted the placket of the other party's clothes, and said: "Hu Laoer, don't you spew blood, this kind of thing is not for fun." The two quarreled.

Du Shenfei was taken aback when he heard this, and said in his heart: "I don't want this shop to be a former member, but now I don't know why I'm getting into trouble?" This person turned out to be Tan Yige.

Du Shenfei couldn't figure it out anyway, how could Tan Yige be here? Tan Yige also saw Du Shenfei, and the expression on her face was obviously just as surprised, her two eyes were round, staring straight at Du Shenfei, and after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't speak.

Du Shenfei hurriedly said, "Aren't you Tan Yige?"

Tan Yige finally nodded, crying while saying, "Brother Du, it's me." Why are you here?"

Du Shenfei said: "I was originally from here! I walked here unintentionally today, but I never thought I would see you here." ”

Du Shenfei glanced around again, but when he turned around, he was immediately taken aback again, as soon as he turned around, he saw a person, this person was the young girl who was kneeling silently on the ground, this girl was also looking at Du Shenfei blankly, her face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, expressionless, neither sadness nor pain.

Du Shenfei's face showed a trace of sadness. Because he saw that this girl kneeling on the ground and wearing linen and filial piety was a person she would never think of anyway-Zhao Shuimiao.

Du Shenfei thought to himself: "Didn't Zhang Zhenfei take this Zhao Shuimiao away? Didn't he take refuge in the Illuminati? Why did he come together with Tan Yige? Why did he kneel on this street?"

Du Shenfei finally couldn't help but walk to Zhao Shuimiao's side again, squatted down, frowned and asked, "Shuimiao, why are you?

At this time, a series of tears suddenly rolled down Zhao Shuimiao's expressionless face, she bit her lip tightly, and after a long time, she finally stabilized her mood and said, "Where I am, it has nothing to do with you at all." We have long been strangers, you have your life, I live my life, everything about me has nothing to do with you. ”

Du Shenfei said: "I just want to tell you, although we have nothing to do with each other, but you have to understand, I have at least no grudges with you, if you need my help in anything, you can tell me, I may be able to help you." ”

Zhao Shuimiao's voice suddenly became cold, and said, "I only hope that you don't care about me again." I don't need your charity, and I don't want to see you again. Why do you keep pestering me, do you keep appearing in front of me?"

When Du Shenfei heard this, he really stopped speaking, stood up, walked to Tan Yige's side again, looked at Tan Yige, and walked out of the crowd.

Seeing that Du Shenfei was gone, Tan Yige hurriedly followed, shouting as he ran: "Brother Du, you wait for me." ”

Du Shenfei also stopped, standing under a slim camphor tree and waiting.

At this time, Duan Hanyan, Yu Coaxing Immortal, Jiang Xin Qiuyue and Tan Yige had all followed.

Du Shenfei looked at Tan Yige, who still had tears on his cheeks, and asked, "Miss Tan, weren't you sent back to your uncle's house by Long Jinxiu?"

Tan Yige nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Domondu rescued Mr. Long, and I am now living at my uncle's house." The two old men who wept and grieved there were my uncle and aunt. ”