The mulberry forest of Liuye Villa is prosperous, and it is also quite famous in Yangzhou, and the bamboo forest is not so amazing compared with it.

But after all, it is still Yangzhou Jinzhu, which has grown for so long, and there are many bamboo poles that go straight into the sky, with narrow leaves on the top of the head, and the moonlight shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, sprinkling a clear light in the forest path.

Zhao Wu'an and Liu Zhilei had conflicts during the day, and neither of them was a bold character, but now they are silently walking on the road with a lantern, silent all the way.

However, Liu Qingxia gently hummed the local folk song of Yangzhou while walking, and looked up at the clear moon in the sky.

"Brother, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight. ”

Liu Zhilei glanced at her sideways, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

After listening to Liu Qingxia's words, Zhao Wuan also looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the wind passes through the bamboo forest, and the sound of rustling gradually rises, adding an elegant meaning to the autumn night. The world is divided into three moonlit nights, and the two scoundrels are Yangzhou, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Zhao Wu'an glanced sideways at the southwest, in the darkness, He Zhigu's lantern was still lonely and calm, moving forward slowly, like a spark in the night sky, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual.

Although it is dangerous to act separately, judging from the rank of the person who practices martial arts on each side, it is difficult for the girl to taste the sweetness no matter which way the girl is attacking. The only person who could be killed was He Zhigu, who acted alone. Fortunately, Zhao Wu'an could easily see his lights here.

In the silent bamboo forest, the three of them walked with lanterns, Liu Qingxia opened her mouth lightly, and she didn't know who she was talking to: "Since the day the third brother bought back the beauty, my father has become cringe. What is he afraid of? Is he afraid that the previous organization will come to the door and destroy the Liu family like the sword-forging family, or is he afraid of something else? Brother, can you tell me?"

Liu Zhilei said disappreciably: "The Liu family's seven swords are famous in the rivers and lakes, and they will never be easily wiped out. The father dismissed the domestic servants just so as not to hurt the innocent. ”

Liu Qingxia smiled: "I see." Zhao Jushi, can you hear clearly?"

Zhao Wu'an said quietly: "It's clear." ”

Liu Zhilei frowned, and said coldly: "Qingxia, how can you talk nonsense about your father's to outsiders?

Liu Qingxia didn't say anything more, just smiled sideways. Zhao Wu'an lowered his head and coughed lightly, knowing that it would be boring to talk to the two brothers and sisters again, and began to seriously look for traces of Liu Chuanyun in the bamboo forest.

Zhao Wu'an opened his mouth and shouted, "Liu Chuanyun—"

The forest is too lonely, and the people in the forest always keep quiet unconsciously. He suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, but woke up the Liu family brothers and sisters. The two of them also concocted the same method, and for a while, the silent forest resounded with the words Liu Chuanyun.

Zhao Wu'an turned sideways and looked around, the figures of the people behind him had already walked away, and it was difficult to discern even the light of the lantern, but the lantern of He Zhigu, who was looking for him to the west, was always in sight, moving slowly forward from time to time.

This person seems to be a knife seller who has the least to do with this matter, but he didn't expect to find someone really hard.

Seeing that after searching for half an hour and not finding any clues, Zhao Wuan and the other three returned by way, and everyone had gathered at the door as agreed.

Not surprisingly, no one was able to find Liu Chuanyun. Tu Mi held a small bowl in his hand.

Mrs. Qin's face was full of anxious looks that could not be concealed, standing at the door with anxiety, and said anxiously: "Chuanyun, he will never go out without even saying hello, and now he has not returned all night, something must have happened......"

Zhao Wu'an was relieved: "Don't worry about it, madam. Mundane affairs are complicated, and there are always unexpected things. Young Master Liu must have been disturbed by an unexpected situation, so he didn't have time to report to his wife. ”

These words touched Mrs. Qin's sore spot, she lowered her head, covered her face with her sleeves, and sobbed shallowly: "It's me who is not good." Chuanyun used to be on the battlefield, and accidents happened from time to time, and I was worried all day long, and I finally looked forward to him going home to save his relatives, so I was negligent for a while......"

After glancing at his brothers and sisters a few times, the youngest Liu Qiufeng couldn't stand still, stepped forward and patted his mother's trembling thin shoulder, and said helplessly: "Mother, don't worry, the eldest brother has always been the most stable among the brothers, when has something happened?"

Qin Jiu couldn't stop sobbing.

The knife seller, He Zhigu, was late at this time, looking embarrassed, the hem of his pants was already soaked, the clogs were put on his feet indiscriminately, and the lantern in his hand was also extinguished by the water.

He Zhigu smiled helplessly: "I didn't pay attention to my feet when it was dark, who expected that I would step into the stream with one foot, and the lantern would be extinguished." Fortunately, I heard the sound of the stream before, so I was on guard, so I didn't fall down all my head. ”

Zhao Wu'an was slightly taken aback, and Qin Mu, who had already changed into a thin cotton coat, nodded, "Indeed." The stream behind the villa is very turbulent all year round. Now in autumn, it is even more urgent and cold, and if you are not careful, you will fall down the stream, and it is difficult to be afraid. ”

As soon as these words came out, he was stunned again, seemed to realize something, and immediately denied himself: "Young Master Chuanyun was a child who fell into the stream and was afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, so he must have taken precautions, and he would not fall into the water and die." ”

Qin Jiu, who was crying on the shoulder of Liu Qiufeng, heard this, inhaled fiercely, and said in a panic: "Xiaoxi, Chuanyun hasn't been back for many years, maybe he will forget about this and want to play in the creek......

Qin Mu said helplessly: "Sister, Chuanyun is not a child with no memory, he will not make such a mistake!"

Mrs. Qin was still getting more and more excited, and even the housekeeper next to her, Mo Dao, also snorted. Liu Zhilei, who was holding his arms around his chest, couldn't stand it, walked over and hugged Mrs. Qin and walked towards the village, and said lightly: "Mother, no matter what, rest first tonight." You are not in good health, so leave these things to the juniors. ”

Liu Qingxia also walked to the other side, half-pulled and half-dragged to support Qin Jiu, and nodded: "That's right." I, Brother Stop, and Kick the Wind, they will do their best. Mother, don't worry, my daughter has grown up. ”

Seeing that his brother and sister were suddenly very sensible and hugged Qin Jiu left and right, Liu Jiaofeng, who was the first to comfort his mother, hugged his chest and pouted.

Seeing the three of them walking away, Mo Dao finally remembered his duties as a housekeeper, and bowed and said, "It's not too early, Third Young Master, Uncle Qin, please rest first." The affairs of the villa will be handed over to Mo Dao to deal with, and please take care of your body. ”

Liu Qiufeng sighed: "I'm nothing, but if I don't sleep, I will definitely have to be beaten by my brother again." Uncle Qin, let's go rest first, and tomorrow, let's come back to the eldest brother. I guess with his strength, he won't be restrained under his nose. ”

Qin Mu nodded in agreement, and everyone walked into the village one by one. He Zhigu, whose trousers were wet, also said goodbye and went to wash his clothes. When the rest of Tu Mi and Mo Dao didn't notice, Zhang Moxian and Zhao Wu'an exchanged glances lightly.

Mo Dao lowered his head and thought about it for a while, and stretched out his hand to Tu Mi: "That tea bowl is very important, I hope you can give it to me." ”

Tu Mi hesitated for a moment and handed over the tea bowl. Mo Dao clenched it tightly in his hand, thanked him, looked up at Zhang Moxian, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, it's time to rest, right?"

Zhang Moxian nodded lightly, Tu Mi turned his head, he didn't want to look at Zhang Moxian, but he suddenly realized something, and when he looked back, there was nothing behind him, where was there still a trace of Zhao Wu'an.

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The moon is in the sky, and the forest is dark. Zhao Wu'an didn't carry the lantern, but just held the back rope of the box in both hands and walked quietly among the bamboo forest.

Suddenly, he stumbled and looked down to see that it was a fallen bamboo, with slender branches that stretched into the distance. Zhao Wu'an walked forward along the bamboo, using the moonlight to distinguish the path under his feet, and followed suit. The sound of the rushing water is getting closer and closer, and it should be the creek that the Liu family is talking about.

The murmuring of the water stirred up a thin layer of mist in the forest. Zhao Wu'an stepped over the shackles of the roots of the tree under his feet, and when he came closer, the stream was really turbulent, like a large broken mirror in the moonlight. The stream flows down the mountain, and the upper reaches seem to be a wide swamp, and the further down it goes, the more turbulent it becomes. Zhao Wuxin thought about it and walked downstream.

The rush of the stream was not for no reason, and after a short walk down, there was a sharp bend, which made a turn at the foot of the mountain, and went around slowly, where the water flowed together, with towering rocks at one end, and almost a whirlpool on the other side, and few dry roads to walk. Zhao Wu'an's imperial qi jumped between several raised stream rocks, and finally bypassed this sharp bend.

After that, the stream bubbled down, and it was much calmer. Zhao Wu'an walked forward, and in the distance, he saw some ruins of buildings. My heart tightened, and I approached.

In front of me was a deserted altar. A flat boulder was embedded in the earth, some of the corners had been damaged and collapsed, and an aqueduct was connected to the stream, which brought in the water and formed a small spring at the end of the altar. On the high platform, a huge bronze sundial with rusty copper needles pointed straight into the night sky.

The stone steps leading to the high platform have been mottled and overgrown with weeds after the baptism of time. Between the barren moss, dark red blood stains can be faintly seen spilled all the way.

He sighed. The last thing you want to happen, it's happening now.

Like a skewer of barbecue, on the rusty sundial needle, there is a skewer of the corpse of the eldest young master of Willow Leaf Villa and Liu Chuanyun. There was a huge bloody hole in his chest, and the moonlight was pale and his hair was scattered and covered his face.

Zhao Wu'an couldn't even see his expression clearly, he could only speculate, it was a kind of despair.