It was already dark, and the sky was full of stars, but the night was still dark and dark. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Shuying was like a crazy beast, running through the streets and alleys of the city. What was originally a planned and organized search has become an aimless attempt at luck.

The two masters of Cuiwei Temple, Wuxin and Wuchen, have dispatched all the available manpower in the temple to find Shen Yuhong in the area of Huangshan.

Old Man Zheng also activated all his forces in Huizhou City to help inquire about Shen Yuhong's whereabouts.

Lou Qianqi also used all the dart masters and executioners that could be used by the Long An Dart Bureau.

They made an appointment, whether they found Shen Yuhong or couldn't find her, they met at Juxian Tower in the city at sunset.

But after sunset, Ye Shuying was on the verge of collapse. Hundreds of people were dispatched, but not one of them could provide him with a single piece of useful information. After forcibly and calmly thanking these hundreds of heroic friends, he rushed out of Juxian Building like crazy.

Who had kidnapped Shen Yuhong? Was it her enemy, or was it Huaxi Valley's enemy? Or was there another boring guy who wanted to see how anxious he was? Another person wanted to play with him?

Ye Shuying searched alone for more than an hour, and finally felt powerless, felt helpless, and finally slowed down, like a wolf that had been driven away by the population, drifting decadently and desolately.

Night, dark, desolate, desolate......

Heart, anxious, restless, painful, cold, lonely, lonely, broken......

He saw that a Piaoxiang restaurant had not yet closed, so he involuntarily entered the store, went upstairs, and replaced the little silver taels left on his body with two large jars of fine flower carvings, which were twenty catties.

Since Ye Shuying reappeared in the rivers and lakes, he has never drunk heavily, and when he was with Yang Ming, he would just stop drinking a few glasses. It's not that he can't drink, it's just that he never thinks that being able to drink is also a skill. On the contrary, no matter how high the martial arts are and how fast the sword is, as long as he drinks too much, he will always be slower to shoot, and as long as he is drunk, he will turn into a pile of mud.

But now, he just wants to drink, he just wants to get drunk.

It is said that there is a custom in the south of the Yangtze River, if anyone gives birth to a girl, on the day of the full moon, they will choose a good number of wine jars, ask someone to engrave words and paint colors to auspicious signs, and then seal the cellar with mud, until the daughter grows up and goes out of the pavilion, take out the cellar aged wine, to entertain the guests, it is called the daughter red; if the daughter does not grow up and die out of the pavilion, this wine is called Huadiao (withering) wine.

If Ye Shuying knew that Huadiao wine still had this saying, he would never order this kind of wine at this time, and he would never dare to drink this kind of wine.

The color of this aged flower carving is more than amber, the taste is better than the elixir, mellow and luscious, and the taste is excellent. Ye Shuying only hoped that he would pour the whole two jars of flower carvings into his stomach, which could be exchanged for a drunkenness, which could eliminate the sorrow in his heart, relieve the pain in his heart, and relieve his restlessness.

If you have pain in your heart, will you forget it when you are drunk?

No.

Why?

Because it will be more painful after waking up. So getting drunk is not good for you at all, not only does your heart hurt more, but your head hurts too.

Then why are you still drunk?

I do not know.

Why does a person always have to do things he doesn't want to do?

I do not know.

Ye Shuying didn't want to think about anything, and he didn't want to know anything. What about being drunk, what about being sober?

He felt that he was already slightly drunk, but the sorrow in his heart became more and more intense, Shen Yuhong's figure had been lingering, and he seemed to hear a voice in his heart saying to him: "Ye Shuying, you are really useless, you can't even protect the woman you love, what kind of hero are you......"

He smirked for a while, as if he saw Shen Yuhong sitting across from him, smiling at him.

Ye Shuying smiled and said to her: "Don't you want me to admit that I like you? I'll tell you now, I just like you, I like you since the first day I met you, what else do you want to hear? I'll tell you whatever you want to hear......

Shen Yuhong shook his head slightly, and the outline gradually blurred, and finally dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

Jade people are like smoke, and fools are easy to get drunk. What is intoxicating is beads, tears, jade, people, smoke, or wine?

There is still half a jar of good wine, but Ye Shuying doesn't want to drink it anymore.

Good wine is drunk until slightly drunk, and good flowers are appreciated when they are half-opened.

He still has to stay a little sober, continue to think, and don't want to forget that person, that figure, that hands, that face, that pair of eyes.

He also has to retain a little bit of spirit, to continue searching, wandering, wandering...... Maybe on the wandering road, you can happen to meet the person you miss in your heart.

Suddenly, he slammed his palm on the wine table, leaving a hollow palm print on the wine table.

He refreshed himself, left the last grain of silver on his body as compensation for the destruction of the wine table, and went downstairs with his sword.

He walked out of the door of the restaurant, a little fluttering under his feet, and walked down the street. He soon saw a man in black wearing a hat smiling at him and saying, "Boy, come with me when you see your sweetheart." With that, he jumped onto the roof and jumped into the distance.

Ye Shuying's whole body was refreshed, and he immediately jumped on the roof and chased him out, only praying silently in his heart, hoping that the person was coming at him, and taking Shen Yuhong away was just a means, in order to get some kind of benefit from him, or to achieve a certain goal.

The man in black was not bad, but Ye Shuying quickly shortened the distance between them.

After crossing five streets, the man in black leaped into the courtyard of a mansion that had been abandoned for many years.

After Ye Shuying jumped to this mansion, he didn't chase the man in black anymore, because he had already seen the person he was worried about.

And most of his wine immediately sobered up.

Shen Yuhong had been bound hand and foot, standing in the middle of the courtyard, her face was pale and haggard, obviously the internal injuries she suffered on Tiandu Peak were not light. She had a knife around her neck, and the person who carried the knife was dressed in black and covered with a black scarf.

When he saw Ye Shuying, Shen Yuhong didn't have much surprise, but showed a faint worry.

She was flanked by two other people who were just like her, bound hand and foot and held with knives. On the left is Lin Chenxin, and on the right is Bian Ziyi.

Lin Chenxin's eyes were anxious and scorching, and there was some surprise.

Bian Ziyi looked at Ye Shuying expressionlessly, and glanced at the black-clothed masked man who was holding him hostage with some disdain, as if he was laughing: "You really have something wrong with your brain, and the problem is not small, you actually used your aunt and grandmother to blackmail Ye Shuying!"

When Ye Shuying suddenly saw the three girls in front of her, she breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Shen Yuhong is alive and well, it is better than anything else. As for why the other two were here, although he was a little surprised, he didn't want to think about it.

He had come to this courtyard and was sure that soon someone would tell him what he needed to do.