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The mountain road was tortuous, and he walked nearly forty miles before he saw a family. It was already late at this time, and there were still rolling mountains ahead, so Yao Ximu decided to spend the night here.

This is a small two-story building located in a col, built against the mountain, and the fence in front of the courtyard is covered with mottled moss.

"Is anyone there?" Yao Ximu approached the courtyard door and walked in slowly.It was quiet inside and outside the house, no one was there.Yao Ximu looked around and shouted, "Is anyone there?"

No one answered.

It was completely dark, and Yao Ximu was sure that there was no one there, so he no longer had any scruples and pushed the door open.The room was dark, so he took out the flint and lit the candle lamp in the dark, looked around, and found firewood behind the door, rice in the jar, and water in the bucket.There is a pot on the stove, and there are bowls and chopsticks next to it.

"Hahahaha." Yao Ximu clapped his hands and laughed, "Good luck." He made himself a pot of rice, and while eating, he thought: There are no people in this area. This place may be for passers-by to stay overnight and build houses. What a nice guy.

After eating, he went to the second floor. There were a few empty rooms on the second floor, which were poorly furnished, but the corners were covered with clean straw.Yao Ximu touched it and felt it was dry and soft, so he didn't think much about it, and fell asleep while lying on it. He slept until midnight, but heard a sound downstairs.Yao Ximu got up from the bed with a jerk, and instantly held Li Xiao in his hand.He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement downstairs, only that someone came in to rest his feet, but the sound was like a fight, and there was no sound of weapons clashing, but more like a wrestling, with occasional groans that seemed to be in pain but also in pleasure, which was weird. extreme.

Yao Ximu blinked his eyes in the dark, and decided to check it out—maybe he could see others practicing peerless martial arts.He tiptoed to open the door, stood on tiptoe, walked very lightly, walked slowly to the corner of the stairs, and looked around quietly.

There are lights downstairs, and the lights are half-dimmed, but it is enough to see what happened downstairs—two men, both naked, collapsed on the table in a strange posture.The person below has skin like jade, delete the word 33 here, the person above pulls his hand away, leans over to kiss, tossing and turning affectionately, tsk-tsk.Although Yao Ximu is already a half-grown child, he usually spends his days quietly in Luomei Villa, chatting with a few maidservants at most, and he is vague and half-knowledgeable about the affairs of men and women. is unheard of.I just looked at it for a while, and thought that the two of them stripped their clothes to practice a special mental technique, and they were fighting, because all the martial arts mental techniques he saw in the cloud pattern tower were painted with tuo_ People with bare clothes, that is to confirm acupuncture points.But when he looked around, he always felt that the posture was not like practicing martial arts. He looked at it for a long time, until he saw the two kissing, and he suddenly realized it. _like.He felt ashamed, turned around and went back to the room, locked the door, and lay down on the bed again.

The movement downstairs remained the same, with suppressed moaning and heavy breathing.It was very clear in the stillness of the night.The depths of Yao Ximu's body were restless, strange and unfamiliar, making it impossible to fall asleep.So he sat up, adjusted his internal breath, and the kung fu breath of half a cup of tea returned to him one by one. He let out a long breath, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

Before dawn the next morning, Yao Ximu woke up reflexively, and got out of bed to practice sword.Seeing the surrounding decorations, I just remembered that I am not in Luomei Villa now, so I don't need to get up early to practice sword.But he didn't have the habit of sleeping late, so he got up and dressed, ready to go downstairs.

The downstairs was as quiet as it was when I came last night, no one was there, what Yao Ximu saw in the middle of the night seemed to be a dream?Yao Ximu pouted, seeing that the candle he put on the table had been moved to the stove, and it was almost burnt to the end.What I saw last night was not a dream, it must be someone who came here to rest.After boiling a pot of hot water and soaking a bowl of leftover rice, Xilihulu ate it up.

After eating enough, we continued on the road. The winding mountain road became wider and smoother. We passed two small towns and stayed overnight at a farmhouse.On the third day, when I was on the road, I saw a towering city wall in the distance after walking a few miles.There are more and more people on the road. There are people who carry burdens, carry baskets, carry baskets, and lead donkeys... There are many people entering the city, and the road is getting more and more lively.At this time, the gate of the city had not yet opened, and Yao Ximu mixed in the crowd, waiting in line.

As the sun rose, Yao Ximu saw the word "Zhaocheng" written on the city gate, and thought that he was on the right path, and if he walked north, he would be on his way to Jinling, the capital city.

When I return to Jinling, I have to investigate the events of the year and avenge my parents.Yao Ximu often thinks about the family affairs over and over when he has nothing to do. He remembers who his father was friends with and who visited the house.At that time, although he was young, he also overheard the conversations of his parents. His father often talked about a person, saying that the person had a high position and deep thoughts.Father also planned to find another way out, and was transferred out of Beijing. Who would have thought that something would happen before it was too late.

And the token that his father gave him at the end, Yao Ximu still feels strange when he thinks about it now, he clearly kept it on his body, so how could he disappear when he arrived at Luomei Villa?Moreover, he traveled thousands of miles from Jinling to Luomei Mountain Villa in southern Anhui. At that time, he was only eight years old. The memory of this journey seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. When I ran to my grandfather's house, my grandfather sent someone to take him out of the city overnight, and then what?That memory seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he vaguely entered the plum forest of Luomei Mountain Villa, and met Jiang Wanzhou who went down the mountain to set off a firecracker.

There are still mother's people in Jinling, who have been separated for many years, and I don't know what happened to grandpa and them.

Yao Ximu pursed his lips, scratched his head, feeling panicked.I'm still young, he thought, why do all these complicated things?It is so difficult to think about it, and it is even more troublesome to do it.I have to go and find out first, I can't mess around, if I mess around, it would be too bad to lose my life.There are so many fun things I haven't played, I haven't even been to brothels, and I haven't drunk flower wine. It would be a great pity to die.

He leaned against the city wall and thought about it for a while, but he didn't notice that the city gate was already open. The man behind him urged him loudly: "Hey, boy, you should go quickly." His thinking was interrupted, and he turned over. Rolling his eyes, he said angrily, "I'm leaving now!"

Although Zhaocheng is not as prosperous and extravagant as Jinling, but because it is located on an important road, there are many merchants coming and going, so it can be considered very lively.The streets with bluestone slabs are clean and straight, surrounded by restaurants, houses and tiled houses, row upon row, banners and banners fluttering in the wind.Yao Ximu hadn't seen such a bustling city scene for many years, and he couldn't stop looking around.