As soon as Yin Tongming concluded that Bai Qingyun had committed suicide, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in Bai Qingfeng's eyes, but he immediately regained his rock-like calm. Bai Xinyu on the side was sad and wept, but he didn't show surprise or anger, as if he had been prepared for Bai Qingyun's misanthropy.

Yin Tongming's eyes swept over, looked at the Bai family brothers and sisters, and then looked at Shen Yi and said: "Please forgive me for being blunt, although Mrs. Zhu is the hostess of Zhujiazhuang, she is not happy, she is physically and mentally exhausted, and she has been tormented by illness for many years, and now she has this plan......

He stopped talking, everyone understood what he meant, everyone had seen Bai Qingyun's crazy appearance when she was sick, and they all understood the pain of her life, if a person is better to live than to die, is it a choice of death, but a kind of liberation that can be called happiness?

Shen Yi looked down at Bai Qingyun's satisfied and serene pale face, and asked, "I don't know if Doctor Yin knows where Mrs. Zhu's tea powder came from?"

Yin Tongming hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at the old housekeeper's blessing, and said, "I don't know about this, maybe I wish the housekeeper to know?"

The old housekeeper blessed and said busily on the side: "Shen Daxia, the tea powder that Mrs. is used to taking is generally purchased by villains, and it has been bought in several tea shops and teahouses under the mountain, but Madame's favorite is the tea powder made by the old teahouse. The villain is old, and he often takes rain mist tea powder to relieve pain and sleep, but ......" He lowered his head, his expression was sad, and said softly: "Who knows, Madame will ......." ”

Seeing that another life had passed, Shen Yi was gloomy. He thanked Yin Tongming, turned around and was about to go out, but saw two fine porcelain vases on the window in front of the window, the vases were full of various colors of camellias, each of which was delicate, it should have been picked from the flower tree by the flower girl Qi Xiaoyu and sent it over in person.

Although the flowers are bright, they will wither into the ground sooner or later, and a person's life is so fragile, no matter whether it is brilliant or small, the final outcome is not death?

Shen Yi walked out of the door and stood under the corridor.

In the garden, flowers and trees are everywhere, and the sun is so bright, but why can't some people's hearts shine into such brilliant sunshine?

He bowed his head and walked out of Zhujiazhuang, and walked through the mountain road buried in the grass. When he looked up again, he was in the county seat again, and in the alley covered by ancient trees.

In the old teahouse, there is still a strong fragrance of tea, the teapot on the stove is steaming, the wrinkled old shopkeeper squints and snoozes behind the counter, and the young man Amu is smiling and serving tea and water diligently.

Shen Yi sat by the window, in the same position as when he came before.

Outside the window, there is still a lively ancient street and alley, small shops, people come and go, it seems that this has been the case since ancient times. The bamboo door of the Qijia flower shop was half-hidden, and it was faint and it was impossible to see if there was anyone, only to see a few pots of camellia under the window were in full bloom.

Shen Yi took a sip of tea, his tired spirit lifted up, and praised: "Good tea." ”

Amu was wiping a table next to him with a rag, and immediately responded: "Xiao told Childe last time, our rain and mist tea is the best." ”

"I heard that Yuwu aged tea can be made into tea powder?" Shen Yi took another sip and asked slowly.

"Yo, Childe really has a heart, and he even knows such a thing. Amu grinned and said: "Yes, this is a local secret recipe, which is generally not passed on to outsiders, and the tea powder made in our teahouse is never specially taken out, but only half given away and half sold to a few regular customers." ”

"Oh, so the residents around this Rainy and Misty Mountain are used to taking this tea powder?" asked Shen Yi.

Amu smiled: "We have been taking it since we were children, or adding it to rice soup, or putting it in drinking water, and some people who are addicted to it have to use it several times a day." ”

Shen Yi didn't speak, holding the teacup, but didn't drink it, thought about it and asked, "If you eat too much of this tea powder, will there be any adverse reactions?"

"Adverse reactions? What are the adverse reactions? Just listen to the persuasion after eating, the bottom of the mouth is fragrant and comfortable, and there is no adverse reaction. Amu stopped wiping the table, walked to Shen Yi's table, and talked to him.

"There are no adverse reactions, so it won't cause people to die because of taking too much?" Shen Yi said.

"Where did Childe hear that? Of course there were no adverse reactions. Amu said with a smile, as if he felt that Shen Yi's question was very unreasonable. He suddenly patted his head and said: "Oh, it may cause death, the famous doctor in the town, Dr. Yin Tongming, once said that if you eat too much tea powder at one time, it will kill people, but then again, well, who will eat so much tea powder to die?"

Before his words fell, the old shopkeeper behind the counter snorted, did not open his eyes, and said: "Nonsense, how can this rain mist tea powder eat dead people? My old man has eaten most of his life, and there is no sign of being poisoned." ”

Amu was not convinced, and said: "Your old man hasn't eaten enough, if this tea powder is poisonous, it was said by Dr. Yin Tongming here the day before yesterday, how can Dr. Yin's words be wrong?"

The old shopkeeper snorted again, stopped answering, and continued to doze off.

Shen Yi asked Amudao: "You just said that Dr. Yin Tongming came here the day before yesterday to tell you that Yuwu tea powder may be poisonous?"

Amu said: "Yes, Dr. Yin came to the Qi family flower shop opposite the night before yesterday to ask Qi Xiaoyu for fresh camellias, and after eating the closed door, he was angry, scolded a few words, and came to our teahouse to eat tea, casually talking about Yuwu tea, he said that it was his new research, and taking a large amount of Yuwu tea powder will eat dead people." ”

Shen Yi didn't continue to ask, slowly drank tea, and looked at the Qi family flower shop opposite.

Zhu Tianwei is dead, Bai Qingyun is also dead, Zhujiazhuang has been defeated so far, what will this little flower shop and the little girl who bought flowers rely on for a living in the future?

A tall figure covered the window, blocking Shen Yi and blocking his thoughtful gaze.

Amu's body, which was facing away from the window, suddenly trembled for no reason, and it seemed that there was a cold chill behind him, and even the sunlight shining through the window seemed to be a little dim. He was about to look back, but he didn't pay attention to his hand and knocked over a teacup on the table.

The teacup rolled on the table, rolled off the edge of the table, and was about to shatter on the ground, but a very long and wide sword seemed to reach out from the void, held the teacup, and then put it back firmly on the table.

Amu screamed in shock, and saw the person who was cold outside the window, and he didn't know what method he used, he rushed into the house from the window in an instant, and caught the teacup that was about to fall to the ground in time.

This person was as cold and hard as the long and wide iron sword in his hand, but he suddenly winked at Amu, made a grimace, grinned, and actually showed a very happy smile.

Amu couldn't help blinking, only to feel that the sun outside the window was shining again, and the room was back to its normal warmth. He looked at this person in confusion, and then looked at Shen Yi, who was still sitting at the table, as if he hadn't noticed anything abnormal, he shook his head, raised his hand and touched his forehead, thinking that he had just lost his mind and was dazzled.

Shen Yi drank his tea slowly, not showing the slightest surprise at the appearance of this person.

The man had already turned around and faced Shen Yi. His eyes were not big, but they were shining, staring at Shen Yi, as if he wished that his gaze was a sharp sword, eager to fight the enemy.

But Shen Yi's gaze was gentle and calm, and he looked ahead naturally, neither specifically not looking at him, nor deliberately looking at him.

After waiting for half a cup of tea, the man suffocated the tense muscles of his body, waved his hand, didn't need to look at it, and choked, the long and wide iron sword was like his own eyes, and the light flashed, flipped in the air, and was inserted into the scabbard behind his back.

This beautiful hand immediately made Amu applaud loudly, and even the old shopkeeper behind the counter opened his eyes and looked at this person a few times.

Shen Yi sat quietly at the table, looked up and smiled at the visitor, and said, "Brother Sheng, please take a seat, the tea here is very good." ”

Sheng Donglai was a little uneven, but he still sat opposite Shen Yi.

Amu hurriedly put the teacup away, fragrant and hot, and poured a full cup of tea.

Whether it is famous tea or alcohol, Sheng Donglai has no interest at all. His eyes were only staring at Shen Yi, and he said, "Brother Shen, as swordsmen, you and I have practiced swordsmanship all our lives, just to be able to get a match, why don't you compete with me?"

Shen Yi let out a long sigh, although his smile was still the same, he seemed to hide a deep helplessness, and said: "Brother Sheng, this rain and fog tea is a local famous product, the weather is hot and humid, and it is suitable for drinking tea to clear the heat." ”

Sheng Donglai's eyes were bright, and he disappeared again after a moment, his expression was gloomy, and he said, "Can you tell me why you don't fight with me?"

Shen Yi sighed again and said, "In Xia Ludu, practicing swords is only to protect oneself and capture the murderer, where can we talk about deep cultivation of swordsmanship?" He said modestly, not as if he was a hypocrisy, but he really no longer devoted himself to swordsmanship.

Sheng Donglai glared at him, as if he wanted to see his heart, and suddenly said: "I understand, do you think that you are now entangled in chores, so your heart is not pure to practice swords, and you think that you have stayed away from the way of the sword?"

Shen Yi glanced up at him, then looked down at the teacup in his hand.

There is half a cup of tea left, clear and pure, but the human heart is how easy to be disturbed by miscellaneous things.

He raised his head again, looked at Sheng Donglai, and said: "I'm not as good as you, you are sincere to the sword, and I ......" He smiled, but the smile was a little reluctant, "I've seen too many people with ugly hearts, and I'm worried about me...... The sword intent is not pure. ”

Sheng Donglai is only for the way of the sword, he has never thought about people's hearts, and he has witnessed life and death in Zhujiazhuang in the past few days, although it is not that he has never seen dead people, but he also has a dark heart. Shen Yi's words, he didn't understand very well, but when he looked down and thought about it, he saw Shen Yi dealing with people and investigating the case hard in the past few days, and he suddenly understood that a person can rest when he is tired, but it is the most difficult to recover when he is tired. With Shen Yi working hard in the government and all kinds of ugliness in people's hearts, how could he still maintain a simple and calm state of mind?

Sheng Donglai turned his gaze away, as if he couldn't bear to look at Shen Yi's face that was still as calm as water, but secretly choppy and unsettled. After a long time, he slapped the table vigorously and shouted, "Bring wine, today is not a sword, but wine." ”

Shen Yi smiled slightly, and did not stop him, only hiding his heart deeper.