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It was the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

The noise has gradually faded, the air is filled with the smell of burning firecrackers and sulfur, and the flow of people in the streets and alleys has returned to their warm curtains.

The night was silent and dark.

Suddenly, a rapid ticking sound broke the silent night, and a white horse galloped from a distance like lightning that pierced the night.

There were two people sitting immediately, the man was Du Xiaoqi, and the woman was naturally Shao Feihong.

Through the layer of clothes that were not too thick, Shao Feihong's arms wrapped around Du Xiaoqi's sturdy waist like soft branches and rattans, and his charming cheeks were tightly pressed against Du Xiaoqi's broad back, feeling the strong and powerful beating.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and she had an intoxicated expression on her face. Despite the cold wind and chill, she hoped that this moment would never end.

In the dark night, Du Xiaoqi's faint sigh was suddenly heard, and Shao Feihong keenly caught the abnormal movement.

She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to suck all the breath from her lover that surrounded her into her lungs. Now, reluctantly, she propped her head up from the broad back on which she depended, and asked softly with a look of concern, "What are you thinking?"

Du Qixiao let out a long sigh when he heard this. A person who sighs must be sighing. The series of events that have happened in the past few days are indeed enough for him to sigh.

"I always feel that there are a lot of doubts about what happened to the 'Wanshui Gang' this time. Du Xiaoqi frowned slightly, looking distressed.

"I feel the same way. Shao Feihong seemed to notice something, but she didn't quite understand it, and her tone was firm but slightly hesitant.

Her answer aroused Du Xiaoqi's curiosity, and he inquired and asked, "Do you feel that anyone is suspicious?"

Shao Feihong sneered, as if casually replying: "Yes! Theoretically, everyone who appears in the 'Wanshui Gang' has a problem!"

Du Xiaoqi smiled slightly, a woman's naughty coquettishness in front of her beloved man is a natural outpouring. It's just that at present, his mind is all bound by the doubts in his heart.

He pondered for a while, and then said as if talking to himself: "The people who go to the 'Wanshui Gang' seem to have their own goals, the difference is that some people's goals are very obvious, and some people's intentions are ulterior. ”

Shao Feihong's tone was also a little serious: "Jianghu was originally a big dye vat. ”

What Shao Feihong said is indeed right, the rivers and lakes are originally mixed with fish and dragons, three religions and nine streams, deceitful and deceitful, and happy to enmity and hatred.

Du Xiaoqi then asked, "In your opinion, who is the most suspicious?" with a look of anticipation.

"Master Hongsheng, the abbot of Shaolin!" Shao Feihong blurted out, and shook his head slightly as if he didn't even think it was possible, "It's really incredible." ”

"You said a name that would surprise anyone who hears it, 'Master Hongsheng'? You're joking a bit big!" Du Xiaoqi laughed dumbly.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"Theoretically, yes, but your tone tells me you're not kidding. So why do you think it's Master Hongsheng?"

"Actually, I don't want to believe it myself. However, at such a critical juncture when his life was hanging by a thread, this old monk, who has always taken compassion for the world as his own responsibility and regarded himself as a martial arts master, actually led a group of so-called famous and decent people to make a shrunken turtle. And it was almost wiped out. Shao Feihong replied eloquently, as if Master Hongsheng had been convicted unmistakably, and he was waiting to be arrested and brought to justice.

"He's just compassionate. Du Xiaoqi smiled faintly open-mindedly, raised his head, and looked at the dark sky.

"Compassion for the people? Why did he himself run to the front? ”

Because he wants to protect the guide, that is to say, he wants to protect Sima Yizhi. Du Xiaoqi continued to exonerate Master Hongsheng.

"You just explain it far-fetchedly. Shao Feihong teased in a strange tone.

"It's not far-fetched, Master Hongsheng is indeed merciful. Du Xiaoqi smiled tolerantly.

Shao Feihong said angrily: "I think you can also enter the empty door to be a monk." ”

Du Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, and asked inexplicably: "What's wrong with being a monk?"

Shao Feihong replied loudly and confidently: "Of course it's not good to be a monk. ”

"For example?"

"For example, you can't marry a wife and you can't eat meat!"

"Haha, it's really bad to be deprived of the greatest joy of life. Du Xiaoqi was actually amused.

As soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the white horse galloped wildly through the empty streets, like a thunderbolt, and its white tail floated behind him like a wisp of green smoke.

Shao Feihong also smiled, crisp and charming, as gorgeous as a tree of peach blossoms blooming in an instant.

Sure enough, it was a good horse, and suddenly he came to the "Talking Teahouse"!

Late at night, only the two lanterns with the word "tea" swaying gently in the breeze in front of the porch of the "Talking Tea House" told passers-by that it was still open. Occasionally, there will be a familiar fragrance wafting around in this silent and uninhabited dark night.

The earth has fallen asleep, and naturally no one will come to the teahouse to drink tea at this time.

Shao Feihong didn't jump off the horse immediately, she hugged his body tightly, and her arms tightened.

Du reminded her in a whisper: "The teahouse has arrived, won't you go down?"

After a long time, there was the sound of Shao Feihong's dress squirming when he got off the horse. I felt reluctant, as if complaining that the horses were running too fast.

After Shao Feihong dismounted, Du Xiaoqi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and dismounted, as if he wanted to throw all his troubles into this silent night, and then he handed the reins to Shao Feihong.

Then she turned and slowly raised her face to stare at him, and although her expression was a little plaintive, she threw him an undisguised, loving smile.

This kind of laughter made his heart shake a little, and he was fascinated.

In that moment, Du Xiaoqi actually flashed a trace of the urge to take her into his arms in his mind, but this thought was fleeting, and he said to himself, I can't accept your love.

He quickly settled down, a habit he had developed over the years.

His mental qualities are better than his sword.

No matter how critical the situation, he is able to keep a cool head and a calm heart.

But in the face of feelings, can he also be calm?

After a moment of steasing, he tried to keep himself at ease.

He smiled calmly and said, "It's cold outside, hurry back, don't freeze." ”

Shao Feihong's face was flushed, with affection, and he whispered in a more gentle tone: "Do you still want to go back, can you not leave tonight?"

This is a strong emotional warmth. I believe that there will not be too many men who can block this warm current.

However, Du Xiaoqi is definitely one of the few.

He turned abruptly, his tone firm and unquestionable, "I think I should go back." ”

Shao Feihong bit her lip, took a step back in a panic, lowered her head, and didn't say anything more.

Until he reached the corner of the street, Du Xiaofei could still see a lonely figure stretched out of the teahouse, and his skirt was shivering in the cold wind.

He suddenly felt that his heart was a little messy, he didn't know why he was so messy, but he knew very well: this woman was disturbing his calm heart. It's just that he doesn't have the time or mood to sort it out at the moment, because he has another concern waiting for him in his heart.

He did not go back to the "Yan Return" boat, but went straight to the "Qian House".

Avoiding the flowing sentry posts, passing through the Champs-Pavilions, over the false mountain ponds, and treading the cobblestone paths, he was at the last place

Stop in front of the pavilion.

There were no lights in the house, and it was pitch black.

He lowered his voice and whispered twice: "Big lady, big lady." ”

There was no movement in the house.

Suddenly, a bad omen came up.

He cautiously pushed the door, which was unlocked.

He stepped in lightly.

The house is filled with the strong fragrance of jasmine flowers, and the smell is intoxicating. The curtain hangs down, Yaoqin is isolated, the window is half-closed, and the house is empty.

The owner must have left in such a hurry that the window was not closed and the door was unlocked.

What made her leave in such a hurry?

Du Xiaoqi stood dumbfounded, guessing wildly. He suddenly felt at a loss and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Although the sound is not loud, you can hear that the footsteps are very fast.

Du Xiaoqi was about to dodge, but he saw clearly that it was the eldest lady Ding Shiyu. So he simply stood still.

It's still the same familiar purple garment.

In the entire "money house", from the lord to the servants, even the servants who carry water to water the garden, they also know that the eldest lady wears purple clothes all day long.

Ding Shiyu walked in and saw Du Xiaoqi at a glance, and she didn't seem to have the slightest surprise.

She closed the doors and windows and lit the lamp.

The room lit up in an instant.

Du Xiaoqi realized that Ding Shiyu's hair was messy, her face was quite pale and tired, and her forehead was still sweating, looking haggard.

Someone like her should usually pay attention to such details. What made her bother to wipe the sweat off her forehead?

"How long have you been here?" I could hear that Ding Shiyu's breath was very unstable.

"Just came. Du Xiaoqi replied immediately, and asked again with doubts, "Where did you go?"

"It's like someone kidnapped. Ding Shiyu leaned on the edge of the table, her tone full of anxiety, helplessness and worry.

Du Xiaoqi's face has also changed, and there are really not many things that can make Du Xiaoqi change color.

"When?" he asked eagerly.

"Just now" Ding Shiyu was still panting slightly, obviously she had not only run for a long time.

"Do you see who it is?"

"Nope!"

"In which direction?"

"I don't know!"

Du Xiaoqi stood up with a "Huo" sound.

Ding Shiyu waved his hand weakly and motioned for him to sit down.

"You don't have to go now, you can't find her at all. When Ding Shiyu said this, his body seemed to be shaking.

"If you can't find it, you have to look for it. Du Xiaoqi was categorical.

Tears flowed from the corners of Ding Shiyu's eyes, and she muttered, "What a poor child!"

After saying this, she seemed to be about to get the handkerchief, but before she could catch the handkerchief, the person fainted.

Du Xiaoqi hurriedly rushed over and hugged her in his arms.

Ding Shiyu's head hung on Du Xiaoqi's arm, and a line of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, flowing down his hair to the roots of his ears.

Du Xiaoqi looked at this scene and gently wiped away her tears with his cuffs, and his heart felt extremely painful.