After buying the sugar painting without saying a word, he licked it for Dailou Sangyu, and Tu Mi consciously distanced himself. Zhao Wu'an looked back at her from time to time, and always felt that since he had arrived in Hangzhou, he still had to explain it clearly to Tu Mi. has been spending other people's money, and Zhao Wu'an can't help it.

He walked straight to Tu Mi.

When Xiao Daogu saw him coming, her face immediately turned crimson, and she hurriedly turned around and pretended to look at the small pavilion on the side of the road. The cornices are hung at the corners of the double points, there is a new stele in the pavilion, and the architecture of Yangzhou is also very interesting.

"That ......," Zhao Wuan said embarrassedly.

"Ahh ”

Zhao Wu'an: "......"

"Excuse me. Zhao Wu'an arched his hand and turned to leave, leaving only Tu Mi in his head.

"What, aren't people allowed to pretend to be scared? Tu Mi angrily stuck out his tongue at Zhao Wu'an's back.

"Ahh There was a familiar sound behind the stone monument in the pavilion, and Xiao Daogu was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

The voice laughed again: "This is really strange, I, Zhao Wu'an, have been immersed in calligraphy for so many years, and I have never encountered such a situation." ”

The woman called Jinmei smiled and said: "Hehe, don't try it, this is the strangest one among the seven nameless monuments in Yangzhou." You, even if you practice for another ten years, you won't. ”

Tu Mi frowned, took two steps to the left, and vaguely saw a small case set up behind the stone tablet, and a man in Tsing Yi was rolling up his sleeves and dancing with ink.

"I don't believe it. Sister Jin, I can tell you, I, Zhao Wu'an, have never encountered a brushwork that can't be copied!" the man said proudly, "Look, this hook here-huh, how can it be ......?"

"Hahahaha...... the woman in pink covered her mouth and smiled, leaning on him and said, "You are so interesting." Don't try, this hermit is a left-hander! The seven nameless monuments he erected in Yangzhou City were all written with his left hand. These strokes can only be written with the left hand. ”

She grinned and said, "Now you know why, the concubine is sure that you can't write it, husband?"

The man who was seven or eight points similar to Zhao Wu'an scratched his head and said, "I see." Hey, you little girl is so clever, hahahaha. As he spoke, he gently reached out and patted the back buttocks of the woman in pink. The woman in pink snorted, her face was ashamed, and she fell into the man's arms with a red face.

Tu Mi said angrily: "Zhao Wu'an!!"

Zhao Wu'an, who had already gone away, was so frightened that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, thinking that he had finally completely annoyed this good-natured little Taoist aunt, so he had to leave Dailou Sangyu and rush over: "What's wrong?"

The man at the back of the pavilion also looked back at Tu Mi almost at the same time: "Are you?"

Then the man in Tsing Yi squinted at Tu Mi again, and the puzzled look on his face immediately turned to shock: "Oh my God!

"It's not for you!" Tu Mi shouted again in a voice that Zhao Wu'an had to cover his ears, causing passers-by to look sideways, "I chased from Kunlun to Huaixi, and from Huaixi to Liangzhe, and I was disgusted by this layman countless times along the way, just to find you!"

"I don't dislike you!" The contagiousness of the loud voice was really big, and Rao was Zhao Wu'an, and he had to speak with his throat pulled.

Tu Mi didn't pay attention to him, just looked at the man in Tsing Yi in the pavilion, his eyes were red, and he said with tears in his eyes: "You said that you would come back to marry me in the Mid-Autumn Festival next year." ”

"The next year of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you didn't come. I have been waiting for you in Kunlun year after year, and every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will stand at the gate of the mountain and look at it all day. Senior brother was always reluctant to wait for me, and said that he would carry his sword down the mountain and bring you back, but as soon as he went to Shudi, there was no news. I will still go to the mountain gate every year to wait for you, but you have not come every time. The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival has set, and you still haven't come. ”

"Every time an outsider comes to the mountain, as long as I am not locked up in the library to copy the classics, even if it is to practice swords on the sword practice in the back mountain, I will rush to stop the person and ask him if he has heard the news of a person named Zhao Wu'an. ”

When Xiao Daogu said this, she couldn't control her emotions anymore, and she sobbed, and the bean-sized tears rolled down one by one. She leaned down, and the cold sword stabbed into the ground with a loud cry, and she couldn't cry.

"Year after year, no, not one. I'm wondering why no one has heard of your name when you promised me to make a name for myself. Later, you also promised me to marry me in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but you didn't come. ”

Tu Mi paused, slowly raised his head, and suddenly squeezed out a smile, and said, "However, this year, I finally heard the news." You solved a big case, the general manager of Huaixi Road wrote to the court, and mentioned you on the side, the layman of Jiuda Temple, who helped in the murder case in Qingdi Township. ”

"I'm so happy, really happy. Tu Mi tried to hold up his smile while wiping away the tears that kept rolling down his cheeks, "I immediately packed my baggage, said goodbye to Shizun, and came down the mountain to find you." She treats me very strictly on weekdays, but this time, she didn't stop me. ”

"I've come a long way, and I've recognized the wrong person. Xiao Tu Mi laughed lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the pear vortex was swirling, "When I walked to Liangzhe, I heard that a layman surnamed Zhao had solved a Luoshen case, so I thought it was him, but I still confessed my mistake." I've finally found you, though. ”

The man in Tsing Yi was silent, and the woman in pink in his arms saw that the situation was different, and she broke up from his arms, and said in a strange manner: "Wu'an, who is this?"

The man in Tsing Yi turned his head and was expressionless: "I don't know, admit my mistake." ”

"Turn your head around for me!" The woman in pink suddenly became fierce, and slammed the man in Tsing Yi on the head, dragging his face to this side, "She called you Zhao Wu'an, do you still pretend to know the old lady?"

Zhao Wu'an silently clasped his hands together: It is said that Yangzhou women are gentle like water, it seems that the legend really can't be believed.

The man in Tsing Yi struggled away and pointed at Zhao Wu'an nonchalantly: "Over there, that person looks so similar to me, maybe it's also called Zhao Wu'an! I've been with you for so long, how can I have time to solve any Qingdi Township murder case, what Luo Shen case!"

The two stood opposite each other, and apart from their clothes, one white and one green, it was like a mirror in the middle.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly said lazily: "Zhang Moxian, it's okay for you to eat and drink under my name, but if you play the flowers, you don't take me seriously, right?"

The man in Tsing Yi was revealed by Zhao Wu'an, and his face immediately froze, without saying a word, and turned his gaze elsewhere.

Zhao Wu'an still maintained the posture of folding his hands, looked at him quietly, and after a while, he put down his hand and patted the shoulder of Xiaodao Gu Tu Mi, "Let's go, the Buddha in Yangzhou jumps over the wall, you must like to eat." ”

Tu Mi still stood still, Zhao Wu'an was helpless, and said hello to Dailou Sangyu from afar. Dailou Sang Yu Bingxue wisely understood, trotted over, carried Tu Mi on his shoulder, and followed Zhao Wu'an. No matter how Xiao Daogu struggles, she will never be able to get rid of the shackles of Dailou Sangyu.

A little Taoist aunt who cultivates swords also wants to make trouble with Dailou Sangyu, who has been practicing in Miaojiang for more than ten years.

couldn't help but say, Zhao Wu'an took his second daughter to pick a restaurant that looked good, went in and sat down, took some silver from Tu Mi's pocket without care, and ordered a Buddha to jump over the wall.

Tu Mi knew that it was useless to run, so he sat helplessly, with a depressed face.

As soon as Zhao Wu'an sat down, he began to drink tea. After drinking three cups in a big gulp, he wiped his mouth regardless of the fact that the food was not served, got up with the sword box on his back, and instructed Dailou Sangyu: "Take care of her." ”

Dailou Sangyu nodded, and immediately stared at Tu Mi tightly with a pair of eyes. Xiao Daogu was uncomfortable and wanted to move back, but Dailou Sangyu immediately followed further, and the distance between the two remained the same.

Tu Mi said uncomfortably: "Can you stay away from me?"

Dai Lou Sang Yu shook his head very slowly but resolutely, the corners of his mouth hooked, obviously very interesting.

Tu Mi, who was still red-eyed after crying, frowned and rubbed his hair.

Zhao Wu'an didn't pay attention to the atmosphere between the two, hung up the sword box, turned around and walked out of the door of the restaurant, looked at the lively Yangzhou City, and squinted his eyes slightly.

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Zhang Moxian spat into the palm of his hand and rubbed his beaten arm. It's a terrible day, he thought.

It doesn't matter if he was found by Tu Mi, but Zhao Wu'an, who had been turning a blind eye to him, suddenly changed his face today, plus the Yangzhou girl named Feng Jin who he was newly caught up with was both a vinegar jar and a Hedong lion, Zhang Mo had established the rule of not shooting at women, and was chased by Feng Jin and beat half of Yangzhou City, ran across six bridges and went out of the city gate, so he got rid of the girl who didn't want to die.

"Lao Tzu fought for half his life to escape from a place where people are not staying, why doesn't God give Lao Tzu a good life. Zhang Moxian looked at the gray sky and sighed, "Seeing that it is about to become a troublemaker, this little Dao Gu will definitely be soaked in the soup when she comes out to make trouble." ”

In fact, Tu Mi is also a good girl, good-looking and gentle. However, Zhang Moxian is a person who can't do things idlely, and he is not happy to let him endorse and test his fame, let alone do some lowly businessmen who beg for people and break their legs. He couldn't get rich, and of course he couldn't take the little girl down the mountain to feed her. Kunlun Mountain is rich and can support Tu Mi, but if he is unwilling to support him, he can't help it.

The sky is overcast and will not rain.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of sleeves. The ten-mile buckwheat in the west of Yangzhou City also danced wildly with the wind in an instant. Zhang Moxian was depressed and sat down on the ground.

Someone took advantage of the rain to go out of the city.

The wind suddenly rose, and he thundered and broke the wind step by step, walking slowly.

The clouds were thick, and there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning.

There is something in the wind.

Zhang Moxian turned his head keenly and rolled up his sleeves. He was unarmed, except for a wolf that he had taken with him when he had copied the inscription.

The sheep's hair is soft, the wolf's hair is hard, and the inscription is copied, of course, the wolf's hair must be used. Zhang Moxian stood up, holding the wolf in his hand, and waited for him.

"Put that thing down, you're here to liven up the atmosphere. Zhao Wu'an stopped twenty paces away and put down the sword box on his back.

Zhang Moxian said coldly: "Are you here to kill me?"

"That's not it, this is still the boundary of the government, and killing people pays for their lives. Zhao Wu'an said lightly, "But Aunt Xiaodao's love is still hurt." How about cutting off your feet and hands, gouging out your nose, cutting off your ears, poking your eyes, pulling out your tongue, and cutting off your hair?"

How is it?

"You even asked me how it was?!" Zhang Mo asked angrily, flew out, and rushed straight towards Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an's face remained unchanged, and he took the flying sword.

"I asked, so what?"