small rivers and lakes

The first day of the martial arts competition was over, and the crowd dispersed. An Guangsha looked at Zhong Yi with a smile in his eyes: "Xiao Zhong, you don't have another courtyard in Luoyang, so you might as well stay in the League Headquarters temporarily."

Zhong Yi smiled and said: "I'm sorry for the trouble of the leader, my subordinates have stayed at the Yuelai Inn yesterday, and they lived very comfortably, so there is no need to move."

An Guangsha nodded: "The Yuelai Inn is really good."

At sunset, Zhong Yi and Le Wuyou walked out of Tianxiameng. The streets outside the gate were crowded with pedestrians. Zhong Yi bought two catties of fried chestnuts with sugar, peeled one and sent it to Le Wuyou's mouth: "Taste it, it's sweet!" not sweet."

Le Wuyou nodded: "Sweet."

"Tian just smile," Zhong Yi scratched his nose, pulled his sleeves and walked forward.

The bright clouds reflected Zhong Yi's white clothes red, exuding a warm light, Le Wuyou sucked and chewed the sugar-fried chestnuts bit by bit, and couldn't help laughing.

The two had dinner at a small stall on the street, and when they returned to the inn, the waiter greeted him with a smile on his face: "Master Zhong, are you back?"

Zhong Yi threw a broken piece of silver over: "Bring two buckets of hot water up."

The autumn wind was bleak at night, taking a hot bath would be one of life's great pleasures, Le Wuyou went back to the room for a while, and the waiter brought two big men to carry the wooden bucket and hot water into the room.

He adjusted the hot water and just unbuttoned his clothes when he suddenly felt movement outside the window, the person jumped to the window suddenly, the childish phoenix came out of its sheath, smashed the window with a palm wind, and stabbed with the sword.

There was only a sound of tearing silk, and Zhong Yi's wailing sounded from under the window: "Oh, you scared me to death! Ayou, what are you doing?"

Le Wuyou took a closer look, and saw Zhihuang's sword was holding a piece of white cloth, while Zhong Yi was hanging on the window sill with one hand, his chest was pierced by a sword, and his broken skirt was fluttering in the wind.

"Hall Master Zhong is quite upbeat." Le Wuyou gritted his teeth, looked at Zhong Yi hanging under the window like a monkey, and then at the tip of Sen Han's sword, wanting to stab him a few more times.

Zhong Yi grabbed the window sill with one hand, dangling under the window, still stubbornly raised his face, and said with a smile on his face: "I have something to say to Ah You, I didn't expect you to come up with a sword Stabbing me, is this the way Fengmanlou treats guests?"

Le Wuyou sneered: "What's the matter, you don't leave the wide door, but you have to climb the window to come over. Is this the way of discussion of the Tianxia League?"

Zhong Yi said seriously: "Because my matter is very secretive, so I can't go through the door."

"what's up?"

"A big event," Zhong Yi said, raised her free hand, put it around her mouth in a mysterious gesture, and lowered her voice, "Sneak peek at Ah You taking a bath."

The sword light suddenly rose sharply, and the Zhihuang sword was covered with frost, and stabbed at it with the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth.

Zhong Yi was shocked, his body jumped up suddenly, like a gecko, he climbed to the top of the window by grabbing the outer wall of the inn, and shouted: "Ayou, you are so meaningless!"

There was a smile on the corner of Le Wuyou's lips, and he said coolly: "Don't you want to watch me take a bath? Come on! I'll let you watch as much as you want!"

Zhong Yi leaned on the wall not far away in aggrieved manner, and muttered in a low voice: "But you came up with the Art of Lighting the Snow and Clouds, I'm afraid I didn't see anything, and my life is gone."

"Death under the peony flower is also romantic, you don't even have this kind of consciousness, and you still want to steal incense and jade like others?"

Zhong Yi made a grimace, "Ayou is much prettier than Peony, I don't want to be a ghost, I want to pick flowers for a lifetime beautifully."

Le Wuyou was stunned for a moment, faintly feeling that he had been molested, he jumped out of the window with his sword, and the sharp sword light chased him and slashed at him.

"My God!" Zhong Yi never expected that he would come chasing after him, so he jumped out quickly, his nimble figure climbed and jumped along the outer wall of the inn several times, like a dog running away from the wilderness, it jumped into him The room slammed shut.

Leaning her back against the window, smoothing her chest, she said in shock, "Oh, I was so scared to death, Ayou is so barbaric..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword qi pierced through the window paper.

Zhong Yi rolled to the side with a grunt, pointed at the opening on the window and shouted: "If you break the window, you will have to pay for it!"

The murderous aura disappeared immediately.

Le Wuyou pushed open the window from the window, turned over, sat on his window, put the horizontal sword on his knee, and looked at Zhong Yi with a smile: "I have benefited a lot from listening to Hall Master Zhong, and I want to see it too." Seeing the rare beauty of a beauty emerging from the bath, Hall Master Zhong probably won't mind."

Zhong Yi looked at the steaming big wooden barrel in the room, then looked at the narrow Le Wuyou on the window, and shyly said: "Master Zhong will probably mind, but Ah Jue is very happy!"

As he spoke, he tore off his shirt, puffed out his chest, exposing the healthy and slender white flesh of his upper body.

The smile froze on Le Wuyou's face.

He twisted his waist gracefully, raised his hand to grab the white silk sweat towel around his waist, raised his phoenix eyes, and blinked obscenely: "I want to take it off..."

"I'll take it off for you!" Le Wuyou said angrily, and suddenly jumped in from the window sill with his sword.

Seeing a flash of sword light, Zhong Yi felt a chill between his legs, and his pants fell off.And Le Wuyou picked up his sweat towel with the tip of his sword, and flew away from the window sill and disappeared.

Zhong Yi laughed out loud.

Close the window, climb into the wooden barrel, soak in the warm hot water, Zhong Yi closed her eyes comfortably, recalling the embarrassing back of Le Wuyou who jumped back to her room just now, couldn't help patting the water and laughing: "Hey Hey, my Ayou, you can run away, you even took my sweat towel, hey, the token of love is a sweat towel, I'm a little embarrassed..."

The window suddenly opened again, and a person jumped onto the windowsill.

"Sure enough, I still can't resist my beauty, right? I have such broad shoulders and thin waist..." Zhong Yi smiled narrowly, and turned around, her smile froze suddenly.

I saw Jin Haixue squatting on the window sill, looking at her naked self expressionlessly.

After staring wide-eyed for a moment, Jin Yunxue raised her eyebrows and smiled, praising: "Master Zhong has a good figure!"

"Thank you." Zhong Yi said blankly.

After half a stick of incense, Zhong Yi was dressed neatly, and sat at the table with Jin Haoxue drinking tea.

"It's probably not a simple matter for Treasurer Jin to come late at night."

Witch Hazel went straight to the point: "What do you think about the matter discussed today?"

"Ten years ago, I was still young, and I neither participated in the lunar eclipse night to kill demons, nor witnessed the surprise attack on Tianque Mountain," Zhong Yiyun said calmly, "I really know very little about those old cases."

Jin Suxue looked at his face: "Then why did you send Jiubao to investigate Miss Liu's past ten years ago?"

Zhong Yi was taken aback.

"Why did you stop Ding Gange from attacking Le Wuyou at the White Clothes Banquet?"

"Were you present when the Taoyuan Inn intercepted and killed Su Yuhen?"

"Why don't the two help each other?"

"Who is that love you carry with you?"

"Zhong Yi, if you refuse to tell the truth, don't blame me for doing the research yourself. You know, there is no news in the world that I can't find out at Buzuifang!"

The barrage of questioning was thrown out, and Ren Zhongyi's copper-skinned iron bones were hard to resist. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea, staring at the ripples on the water surface. Has the shopkeeper's affection for Le Qishu faded?"

"The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water," said Jin Luxue, "but water drips through stone."

"Okay," Zhong Yi raised his head, looked into her eyes, and said seriously, "You have to reverse the case for Le Qishu, and I also have someone who wants to be innocent. We are in the same boat now."

"Then you still want to hide it from me?" Jin Haixue raised her voice, "Who is Zhongqing?"

"It doesn't matter who he is."

"He is Ayou, isn't he?" Jin Luxue asked sharply, "He is the only child of my best friend, isn't he? Tell me, is he Ayou? Isn't he?"

"Yes." A voice sounded from outside the window.

Zhong Yi suddenly raised her head, saw Le Wuyou pushed open the door, walked in, walked in front of Jin Yunxue, suddenly knelt down on both knees, made a big salute, and said: "Aunt Jin, Ah You is wrong."

"Ayou!" Zhong Yi hurriedly stood up.

Sitting in front of the table, Jin Luxue stared at the person lying at her feet with her delicately drawn eyes, tears rolling down her face, and she murmured: "You're really not dead... you're really not dead... Ah Shu, Ah Shu's child is not dead..."

Le Wuyou whispered: "Yes, I'm not dead."

Zhong Yi helped him up, and the three of them sat opposite each other at the table. Jin Luxue held up Le Wuyou's face with her hands, and looked at it for a long time with tears in her eyes: "You have grown up... so good... so good... "

Le Wuyou said in a hoarse voice, "Although I am alive, life is better than death. Aunt Jin, the lives of two people in Fengmanlou 170 are all on my back. I feel very heavy."

"I received the news that day and rushed to Tianque Mountain, but only saw devastation," Jin Lixue said slowly, "I don't know how you survived the killing, you must have suffered a lot, but fortunately, you are still alive." Alive, since I am still alive, I have to fight for other fellow disciples who died in vain, and we cannot let them bear the infamy of evil spirits and be reviled by the world."

Le Wuyou nodded: "Yes."

Jin Luxue looked at his face lovingly, cried and laughed: "You and A Shu don't look alike at all, but when I see you, it's as if I see her."

"Aunt Jin, I heard that you collected the body of your fellow disciple who died in vain, my mother...she..."

Jin Luxue's eyes darkened, and she lowered her voice and said, "My child, I have been looking for Ashu for the past ten years."

Le Wuyou was taken aback suddenly, and said anxiously, "You said...what do you mean?"

"It's impossible," Zhong Yi said, "Chang Fengjun from Tomorrow Pavilion was in charge of that surprise attack. With his character, how could he not confirm Aunt Le's life or death?"

Jin Luxue said: "That day I took people to collect the bones, and there was indeed a corpse of a woman in red next to the body of the landlord Chai Jingchen. The heads of both of them had been cut off, and they were brought back to Luoyang to receive the reward. When the woman in the clothes changed her shroud, she found that it was not Ah Shu."

Zhong Yi asked in surprise, "What?"

"I have known Ashu since childhood, and I am very familiar with her body." Jin Luxue said, "But I have been searching secretly for ten years, and I have not even gotten any news."

Her eyes were full of grief: If you can't even find the news of the non-drunken wine shop, there must be no news, and the person who can't even find the non-drunken wine shop must not be a living person.

She sighed, and couldn't help but shed tears again: "She may have died in a corner that I didn't find... There were too many corpses that day..."

After sending off the witch hazel snow, Le Wuyou stood in front of the window, watching her slim figure leap into the darkness, her face sinking like water.

The cool night breeze blew through the window, and he was only wearing a thin undershirt, shivering slightly.

A warm cloak was draped over her shoulders. Le Wuyou turned her head and saw Zhong Yi's warm smiling face. She couldn't help but feel relieved. She grabbed the collar with her fingers and said softly, "Thank you."

"Hate it, see you again!"

"..." Le Wuyou burst out laughing, turned around, and punched him on the shoulder, "I can't give you a good face."

Zhong Yi laughed out loud, laughed for a while, then said calmly: "I will send someone to investigate what Aunt Jin said."

"A lot..." Le Wuyou was about to say thank you, but suddenly thought that Zhong Yi didn't like to hear him say thank you, so she forcibly held back, and said seriously, "Then I will thank you."

Zhong Yi sighed depressedly: "Your words make me more irritable than saying thank you."

"Then just worry about it," Le Wuyou said in a bad mood, "It's getting late, go to bed earlier, I'm going back to my room."

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to walk out of the room. When he moved, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Looking back, he found that the corner of his clothes was being held by Zhong Yi.

The guy grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands, and said with a pitiful face, "Ah You really don't want to share the bed with Ah Jue?"

"..." Le Wuyou ruthlessly pulled back the corner of his clothes, "I wish you a good sleep."

Watching his thin back walk out of the room, the fragility on Zhong Yi's face can be wiped away, and she looked out the door with deep eyes, muttering: "The news about the witch hazel is too explosive, Ah You must not be able to sleep well... ..."

As he spoke, he jumped out of the window and hung upside down under Le Wuyou's window without a sound. While meditating on his kung fu, he said triumphantly in his heart: Ayou, Ayou, with my husband's lightness kung fu, if I really wanted to peek at you just now How could you find out when you take a shower?