Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and once again thought that he had misheard.

Hu Buxi just called him an adult??

However, after saying this, Hu Buxi still didn't have the slightest joking look on his face, pressing the knife with one hand and rubbing his eyebrows with the other. It seems that he has been in the middle of the lobby for so long, and he is all brewing words.

Being called so by the master of the rivers and lakes, Su Qinghe couldn't help but be a little at a loss: "What do you want to say?"

Hu Buxi said with difficulty: "I said, I have something, I want to ask Master Su to ......"

There is really no expression that is more suitable for Hu Buxi than frowning and respectful. Su Qinghe's heart was complicated, and he said helplessly: "I heard it, I was asking you, what do you want to ask me to do?"

Hu Buxi took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"Before the execution, can you let me visit Qiao Xi? Although she is guilty...... But the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty is kind-hearted, so he should be beheaded after the autumn, right?"

When Qiao Xi was escorted to Bianliang, it should have just entered autumn, and according to the law of beheading after the autumn of the Great Song Dynasty, he should still be in prison now.

Although the reunion was short, and the parting was even longer, Hu Buxi wanted to see her again no matter what.

Zhao Wuan didn't tell him a lot of things, but Hu Buxi was not a stupid person. Of course, he thought of everything he could think of.

When he saw Qiao Xi's letter that day, Hu Buxi immediately chased south, and chased him for more than 300 miles, and he asked every family and traveler on the road one by one. Is Qiao Xi in it or not, can he still not know? Hugh said that he was taking a look, even if Qiao Xi was hiding behind a towering ancient tree dozens of feet away, he could find it at a glance with his acumen.

However, he did not find it. The journey of three hundred miles passed in a flash, and when he returned to Hangzhou, Zhao Wu'an had already set off again with Dailou Sangyu and rushed to Yangzhou.

Hu Buxi sat on the head of Hangzhou for a day and a night, no matter who came to call, he couldn't say a word. Twelve hours later, as soon as he lifted his beard knife, his body shook in half a cup of tea, and he went straight through the entire city of Hangzhou and headed north.

When he went to Willow Leaf Villa, he naturally wanted to ask Zhao Wu'an for an understanding.

But halfway through, the things that I didn't figure out were all figured out one by one, and the chaotic thoughts before were all stripped away, leaving the simplest answer.

There is no need to ask Zhao Wu'an, what Zhao Wu'an did is, of course, the most correct choice.

After all, for Hu Buxi, He Yanshan's death may be the best ending.

She doesn't have to be reborn to become Qiao Xi at all, and she doesn't have to stay in Hangzhou at all, and she and Hu Buxi continue that shallow and extremely shallow edge.

Hu Buxi's fate with her was broken clean as early as that year's leaf-making iron ride. It's just that after so many years, Hu Buxi has never let go of that demon.

Therefore, outside the Willow Leaf Villa, Hu Buxi, who had all the demons in his heart, cut off the bamboo forest in ten directions with one knife, and the purple qi went straight to the two stars of the bullfight, and he was promoted to the first product.

From Jiangbei to Southern Xinjiang, he once thought that he had completely let go of Qiao Xi or He Yanshan. It's just that when he entered this Bianliang City and realized again that the two of them were just a stone's throw away, he still wanted to see her again after all.

Qiao Xi has nine lives hanging on his hands, and his crimes will be punished.

And she can't remember the so-called He Yanshan or Hu Buxi. Hu Buxi went to see her again, and he couldn't change anything after all.

Rao is like this, and he just wants to see him again. It's not to continue the frontier, and it's not to break out something earth-shattering for her, and even the little emperor in the Zichen Hall can't sit still.

"I just beg to see Qiao Xi again. Hu Buxi said, "Other than that, there is nothing else to ask for." ”

Su Qinghe's answer made him stunned.

"Who is Qiao Xi?"

The confusion in Su Qinghe's eyes did not seem to be fake, and Hu Buxi was speechless for a while.

The silent atmosphere shook slightly, Hu Buxi subconsciously coughed twice, and asked tentatively: "Aren't you supervising the Luo Shen case?"

That was originally a matter during his tenure, but soon after Qiao Xi was arrested, whether he took on the responsibility of catching the head, of course, Hu Buxi still knew in his heart. As a rule, such unresolved cases should be taken over by the next head catcher.

Su Qinghe nodded: "The Luo Shen case is indeed on trial by me, but it seems that there is no Qiao Xi you mentioned, and the main culprit in the Luo Shen case is Meng Qianlei......

Before he finished speaking, Hu Buxi was already stunned.

Just as Su Qinghe was hesitating whether to show the file in his house to Hu Buxi, the other party seemed to have understood something, bowed slightly, and asked with low eyebrows: "Meng Qianlei, because of the great power of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, he has the potential to swallow the Su Meng family, so in the name of Luo Shen, he killed nine dead people?"

Su Qinghe pondered: "It stands to reason that this is the case. However, there are many unclear points in the case file, and I privately feel that there may be other hidden secrets in this case......"

"No need. Although Hu Buxi's voice was soft, he said it categorically.

Su Qinghe was stunned.

Hu Buxi's brows, which were frowning not long ago, have completely stretched out at this moment. The bright sun sprinkled the sky into the Juexue Hall, and his whole person was bathed in the sunlight, standing still, like a rock in the mountain standing in the wind and rain.

"You don't have to look any further, Su Zhutou. Those circles and alterations, you should see them at a glance. ”

His voice was light but crisp, as if standing on the top of a mountain where the wind had stopped and the clouds had stopped, suddenly separated by a thousand years.

Su Qinghe was puzzled: "You can see it at a glance?"

"In this world, it often doesn't matter what the truth is. What's important is what kind of truth people want to see, right?" Hu Buxi raised his head and glanced at Su Qinghe lightly.

At a glance, the beacon fire roared.

Su Qinghe's ears suddenly sounded the sound of drums and gold, as if thousands of troops and horses were suddenly driving by, startling him to jump up from his seat, Tsing Yi vibrate, and he was covered in cold sweat in an instant.

Hu Buxi smiled faintly, turned around and left, no longer nostalgic.

Until Hu Buxi's figure disappeared for a long time, Su Qinghe was still standing in the hall sweating profusely, unable to return to his senses.

"Master Su?" In the end, it was the little guy in charge who discovered his gaffe.

Su Qinghe suddenly came back to his senses, but before he knew it, he was already sweating all over.

He stretched out his hand and hurriedly held on to the table and chair, almost accidentally knocked over the ink inkstone, and said, "Go and get my file." ”

This is the first time that Su Qinghe has summoned someone in the Criminal Department for so many days, and the little guy can't help but be a little flattered.

"All. Su Qinghe's face turned pale and muttered, "The Luo Shen case, all the files, all have been taken." ”

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When Hu Buxi turned out of the corner, Zhao Wu'an was waiting there.

The boss is the boss in the end. Seeing that Hu Buxi came out half a day late, Zhao Wuan didn't say anything, turned around and walked in front.

Hu Buxi followed behind without hurry, and it was rare that he didn't laugh and patted Zhao Wu'an's shoulder with those fleshy hands.

The two walked silently on the streets of Bianliang City, one after the other. In the afternoon, the sun is warm, and I don't know whose children, holding small windmills in their hands, are laughing and chasing after me, passing through the streets and alleys.

Hu Buxi smiled bitterly: "Boss, you still have a lot of things to hide from me." ”

Zhao Wu'an's back paused, but his footsteps quickly returned to normal. "You never asked me. ”

"yes, like I didn't ask you why you knew how to kill that wolf as soon as you held the knife at that time. Just like in Hangzhou, I didn't ask you, why would you rather go to Baoyou Bridge alone than let Dailou Sangyu help you. ”

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were like ancient wells, "I don't have to say anything about things that I don't get asked." ”

"I know, how dare I blame the boss. Hu Buxi smiled, "That year, Ye Tie rode down, and this fate was broken." The so-called Qiaoxi, the so-called Hangzhou, is just a dream. Lao Hu: I am a person who can see clearly. ”

The two walked onto a narrow bridge.

With the sound of the bells striking the iron, a trickle flowed through the ancient city.

The old man selling paintings on the street corner picked up the slapstick made of bamboo and slapped his clumsy landscapes carefully.

The window of the embroidery building opened, and the embroidery girl sitting against the window sewed the wedding dress for a person who had never met in the distance.

Zhao Wu'an's nose suddenly soured, stopped, the breeze came slowly, and his white clothes staggered.

"I'm sorry. He said.

"Boss, what are you sorry for? I know very well in my heart, boss, you are thinking about me. Hu Buxi said leisurely, "If I knew that Qiao Xi had killed someone at that time, I was afraid that I would not want to fight for the name of these two Zhejiang chief catchers, and I would have to protect her." ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned and blinked, "I thought you wouldn't do this." ”

"Won't you do anything? Could it be that the boss means that with my old Hu's courage, I don't dare to be angry at the crown for the red face? Or do I not dare to ride a thousand and risk the crime of killing the head to confront the emperor Lao'er? Didn't I say it a long time ago, as long as the boss gives an order, even if I am killed in the Zichen Palace, I will not frown. Hu Buxi smiled.

Zhao Wu'an fell silent for a while.

Hu Buxi turned sideways, rested his fat belly on the bridge pier, squinted at the mist at the water's edge, and muttered: "I have already left her once, if I can do it again, of course, I will fight my little broken beard knife, fight my broken life, and protect her for the rest of my life." ”

Zhao Wu'an lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and clasped his palms together. The summer breeze is getting stronger, and the pulsatilla in the sleeve is self-suffocating for no reason.

There is a mountain in the north of Mobei, named Helan Mountain.

There is a woman in Mobei, formerly known as He Yanshan, who made a matchmaker appointment with Hu Buxi.

On that day, the flag commander half a mile away, carrying two lambs for the first time, came to visit Liao Niang at sunset. And Hu Buxi, who had been playing crazy for a day, was late with Zhao Wu'an.

"This girl's life is not good...... Three days after birth, his parents died of illness, and the border was not very peaceful...... I'll leave it to you. ”

Looking at the delicate little girl shrunk behind the flag chief, the young Hu Buxi spewed out a breath from his nose quite unconvinced, and was about to go up to scare her with a knife, but was quickly pulled back by Liao Niang's eyes.

The woman who was as warm as water smiled at the corner of her eyes, "Hu Buxi likes this girl very much." ”

"Ah, if only you could like this kid...... It's an eventful season, and I really have to trouble you......" The flag commander was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

"Got it, let me take this kid with me. Liao Niang said, "What's it called?"

"Follow the name of the mountain, He Yanshan. ”

"Good name. ”

The woman squatted down, gently pulled He Yanshan in front of her, and scratched the tip of her dark nose, "Xiao Yanshan, have you ever heard a word? ”

Seeing the gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it.

Liao Niang has been in Mobei for more than 20 years, as if she has been muttering this sentence all the time, and everyone she sees will say it.

In April in Mobei, spring returns to the earth, and the eyes are full of fresh grass, which spreads straight to the sky.

"Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it. ”

On that cloudy day, He Yanshan was also like Bianliang's water, looking into his eyes and saying this to him.

Hu Buxi was also the best teenager in her eyes.