Hearing An Qing's words, the woman was stunned, she actually stood in place for a long time, her cheeks were flushed, and she said indignantly after a while: "It must be the old immortal who taught you to say this! I knew that he didn't seem to care, but he was actually looking forward to something happening to me!"

As she spoke, the woman glanced at the man with the white silk hanging from the house again, "Maybe the child of this family is dead, why, hum." ”

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence. An Qing didn't want to entangle with this woman any longer, so she turned around and planned to leave. If this woman is usually like this, I don't know what thoughts she has instilled in Xiao Yu'er.

"Ouch, why are you like this, you want to leave after beating someone?" the woman shouted from behind her back.

"When did I hit you?" An Qing turned her head a little annoyed, but unexpectedly found that there was an extra figure under the empty white silk before.

It was a man, about thirty years old, dressed in black clothes, covered with a black veil, and a cold look between his eyebrows and eyes.

He was holding an ancient book lightly in his hand, and in the face of Yu'er's biological mother's unreasonable troubles, he just frowned quietly: "Ning Mansion has been mourning recently, please don't make noise in front of the door." ”

Only then did An Qing notice that in the gap between the white silk, the two words on the plaque seemed to be "Ningfu".

"Little boy, you must give me a judgment. The woman covered the empty "wound" on her cheek, looked at the man, and said pitifully, "This stranger has been so fierce for a long time, who knows what she is here for!"

The most beautiful is the heart of the Bodhisattva, and the most poisonous is the beautiful snake and scorpion.

The man in the suit frowned: "I have already said, don't make noise in front of the Ning Mansion." ”

After saying that, he strode out of the threshold and walked straight towards the two. The woman was startled and retreated, but An Qing stood there without fear.

When the two men were only five paces apart, the man stopped. "Outlander?"

An Qingne nodded: "Yes." I was asked by the old man to go shopping for him. ”

After thinking for a while, the man nodded slightly: "I'll take you there." There are many people in this Duxiu Village, and they are not so friendly to outsiders. ”

As he spoke, he didn't look at others, but walked straight ahead to lead the way. An Qing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed behind.

And the woman behind the two, after hearing the man's words, stood stunned as if she had been struck by lightning, as if she had been turned into a stake.

The two walked out more than ten zhang away, and the man said quietly.

"Xia Lian's style of action is like this, and everyone in the village knows it. But her heart is not bad, but for her own benefit, what she has done is a little unbearable. ”

An Qing sighed, not interested in the woman's topic.

The man probably also noticed this, and then changed his words and continued: "My name is Xu Chang, and I can be regarded as the housekeeper of the Ning Mansion...... However, with me and without me, this house is almost time to fall. ”

Recalling his lonely expression when he stood in the room, An Qing said with concern: "It's because of ...... Something happened to the young master?"

"No...... If it is said that something happened, it can be regarded as an accident. Xu Chang closed his eyes and shook his head, "Actually, it's just a retribution." Many years ago, there was Huang Zhong Dalu in Mu Village, but Ning Mansion had never rang it in person. ”

"Huh?" An Qing was stunned.

"No, nothing. You're a foreigner, and it's normal not to know any of this. Xu Chang said lightly, "Since ten years ago, after the eldest young master left home with the piano on his back, his wife has been ill, and the master has lost his talent back then." When he was drunk, he repeatedly said that it was because he had not struck the bell that caused the bell to not ring in harmony and caused such iniquity. ”

An Qing didn't know what to do: "Although I can't understand what you said, it should be a very sad thing...... It's a sad thing, but I still don't understand what you're talking about......"

"That's it. Xu Chang smiled bitterly, "In the final analysis, Duxiu Village is just a small village. The prosperity and decline of Ningfu is really irrelevant in this world. ”

An Qing's heart was gloomy, and she was worried about Zhao Wu'an's safety, and when she walked all the way to the market, she was still a little distracted.

Xu Chang obviously also noticed An Qing's absent-mindedness, as a foreigner who came to Duxiu Village, he must have encountered something unavoidable to some extent, Xu Chang is a cold person, so naturally he will not ask more, and instead introduce the situation of Duxiu Village to An Qing without being salty.

"This village is not small, is it? In terms of scale, it is almost the size of a town, and the most central place is also bustling with people, shops, and bustling. Xu Chang rolled up the book in his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Actually, most of the people in Duxiu Village didn't live here before. That is, seventy or eighty years ago, for some reasons, they all moved here en masse, gathered in one place, and it became a village. The west end of the village is the lonely mountain in Miaojiang, so it was named Duxiu Village. ”

After saying this, Xu Chang turned his head sideways to observe An Qing's reaction, but saw An Qing looking at him in surprise.

Xu Chang's face turned red: "What, what did I say...... Is there something wrong?"

"It should all be right...... But do you really need to tell me this?" An Qing's face was a little embarrassed, "I...... Don't want to know that, do you?"

She has always been straightforward, and if she has any doubts, she will say it bluntly, and then she finds that Xu Chang's face has become a little strange.

He covered his face with his sleeves, coughed lightly twice, and said: "There is a market ahead, if the girl wants to buy anything, please take care of herself, go back first, there is still a lady to serve at home." ”

After saying that, Xu Chang turned around with a crimson face and wanted to leave. An Qing looked at his suddenly nervous back in a daze, always a little confused.

"Forget it, I'm probably a good guy. She said to herself.

Duxiu Village is indeed so big that it doesn't look like a village at all, and in the center of the village, An Qing suddenly has a feeling of being in the eighteen intricate alleys of Hangzhou City. The flow of people is bustling, as far as the eye can see, and there are all the things in the heart.

In the middle of the two crisscrossed paths is a well, centered on the well, surrounded by vendors, many of whom walk up and down the market with their families in tow, whispering conversations.

Although the market occupies a large area and there are many people, the whole space does not seem noisy, and the movement of people is relatively soothing, and Xu Chang's posture of leaving in a hurry is extremely stiff.

So when she saw someone put her hand on Xu Chang's shoulder and stop him from walking, An Qing was not surprised, and even had a faint sense of joy in her heart that she had guessed the ending.

The man was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a hem hanging down to the ground, delicate facial features, sharp edges and corners, a lyre on his back, and long hair tied behind him, silky and smooth.

"Xu Chang. He smiled and called softly.

That voice inexplicably gave An Qing a familiar feeling, but it didn't come from nowhere.

Xu Chang's entire body froze at that moment. He turned his head away in disbelief and stared at the man in front of him in disbelief, looking up and down two or three times.

"Less...... Young Master?"

His eyes seemed to be glistening with tears, and his upper and lower rows of teeth were chattering neatly. The shoulders held down by the man shook even more violently.

An Qing, who was about to turn her head to pick something to bring to Xiao Yu'er, heard the two words Xu Chang shouted, and turned her head to look behind with interest.

If she remembers correctly, there is still a zhang of white silk hanging on the plaque of Ning Mansion, and the person she is hanging on is the young master of Ning Mansion who died young.

So who is this person in front of you? Could it be that there are other young masters in Ning Mansion?

The man who was carrying the piano sighed leisurely, and said with a smile in his eyebrows: "Xu Chang, I'm back, and you haven't said anything at all?"

Xu Chang was stunned, came back to his senses, and knelt on the ground with a thud.

In the midst of this noisy bazaar, it was a surprise that someone suddenly knelt down. Many people cast puzzled glances here.

"Servant Xu Chang, welcome the young master back to his house!" Xu Chang said loudly.

Young Master Ning smiled and said, "Come on, get it for me." A small thing, it is said like welcoming the Son of Heaven back to the capital. ”

Xu Chang smiled, touched his head and stood up.

"No matter what, it's good that the young master is back, it's good to come back. ”

The young master of the Ning family rolled his eyes and looked at An Qing, who was still standing in place, "Who is this girl ......?"

Fang Cai's sentence of the Son of Heaven returning to the capital reminded An Qing of the yellow-robed young man she saw in Miao Jiang. An Qing, who was immersed in the cloud of doubts about Zhao Wu'an's assassination, was suddenly asked like this, and uh-uh, ahhhhh

The young master of the Ning family was stunned for a moment, a look of epiphany appeared on his face, and he leaned over and said, "It's rude." In Xia Ning Dantong, in order to find the true intention of the piano in the north of the martial arts, the family was worried for a while, and because of the mundane affairs, there has been no leisure to return to the province, until today to return home. ”

An Qing sighed and tilted her head, still not understanding why this person came up and said a lot of things she didn't want to know.

Xu Chang realized that the master seemed to have misunderstood something, and hurriedly explained: "This girl is also a foreigner, and it seems that she is a guest of the old man Tang next door. ”

"I see. Ning Dantong looked at An Qing and nodded slowly.

That kind of look made An Qing feel a little uncomfortable.

But soon, Ning Dantong withdrew his gaze and waved at An Qing Yao: "Then I will lose my company first." It's been a long time since I've been separated from my parents and younger brother, and I really want to talk about what I've seen and heard over the years. Xu Chang, lead the way. ”

"Yes, yes. Xu Chang nodded and walked ahead, leading his young master out of the market.

Seeing that the puzzling master and servant had finally left, An Qing wiped her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Wu'an is not there, so she is really not used to talking to outsiders alone.

However, according to what Ning Dantong said, it seems that he doesn't know the news that his younger brother has passed away. Xu Chang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he bypassed this matter and didn't mention it, and led Ning Dantong home alone.

When Ning Dantong saw the white silk hanging on the plaque at home, he must have been very surprised, and then he was grief-stricken.

Thinking of this, An Qing felt a heavy heart. She walked around the bazaar and bought some of the things Yu'er wanted.

The fact that she is a foreigner is obviously no longer able to contain the fire. The vendors were talking and laughing with the previous customer, and when they arrived at her, their expressions were as if they were frozen at once, and the price of the goods was also one or two copper plates higher, intentionally or unintentionally.

An Qing also grew up in Qingdi Township, and understood these people's thoughts of protecting the inside and the outside, coupled with the fatigue of running around for a long time, they really didn't have the energy to spend effort on this trivial matter, so they let them go.

Seeing that the sun above her head was gradually getting stronger, and she also bought something for Yu'er and Zhao Wu'an, she turned her head and glanced at the sundial.

Not for three moments.

Carrying a basket of gadgets, An Qing returned the same way. When he walked to the bamboo house where he could see Lao Langzhong's family, he first caught a glimpse of the figure of the back qin kneeling at the door of the Ning Mansion.

An Qing sighed secretly in her heart. What should come will always come, and it can't be stopped.

Unconsciously slowed down, intending to pass by Ning Dantong's side without making a sound. The prodigal son did not change his money, but he also regretted not being at the beginning. An Qing knew that there was nothing she could do at this time, so she could only try not to disturb this sad young master who was shocked by the bad news as soon as he returned.

Unexpectedly, Ning Dantong still raised his head, and a pair of cloudy eyes stared at her.

An Qing was stunned and shrunk her shoulders back.

"Hehehe...... Sure enough, it's my Ning family's destiny. He sneered, his voice as if it came from the Yellow Spring.

An Qing hurriedly comforted: "Don't think so......"

"It's not enough to kill my brother, it's also to take my father's life. Ning Dantong stood up coldly, his expression frozen, "Do you really think that the piano on my back is just for decoration?"

"Your father?" An Qing was stunned, and didn't know what to say for a while.

What she couldn't see was that behind Ning Dantong, in the courtyard of the deep mansion of Ning Mansion, there was a mourning hall with two three-zhang white silk hanging from it.

At this time, the fire and candles in the hall were extinguished, and a white silk fluttered in the wind, and the other fell to the ground alone, lined with a large area of scarlet blood.