There are ancient records of piercing clouds.It is indispensable to order soldiers and horses to be anxious.There are all kinds of cloud piercing arrows in Los Angeles.It no longer refers to a crossbow arrow shooting into the sky.Some forces have come up with new rules.There are also those who designate the piercing cloud arrow as a firework.

Alan stood on the top of the inn.A thin string was held tightly in his hand.The other end of the line is connected to a kite floating high in the sky.That kite is like Ah Lan.Blue swallow shape.A flowing blue ribbon holds the tail.Sometimes high and sometimes low.

Wait for the kite to stabilize.She handed the thread to Wang Shi, who is five big and three thick.He stepped on the ladder and went down to the roof.Mu Xin was below to catch her.She dragged Mu Xin back into the room.

"Give the kite to Dashi. It's not good." Mu Xin asked worriedly.

"It's okay. Let's rest. Let the men do the physical work."

She sat around the table with Mu Xin.Aomori and Lang are also there.They all changed into new clothes.Lang grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds.Handed the whole plate to Ah Lan. "Sister Alan. Is your kite reliable?"

"It's unreliable, what are we doing here? Chatting." Alan gave him a blank stare.

Aomori remained silent.Take a wait-and-see attitude.In fact, he also felt a little nervous.Are those remnants reliable?But I'm new here.Los Angeles is so big, go find it yourself.Undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.This is the only way right now...

"Aomori. Is your injury healed?" Mu Xin saw him dull and silent.He has been like this for several days.Although I am also very worried.What's more, she was a bride who escaped from marriage.But he wasn't as sad as he was.

"At the beginning, the acupoints were only sealed. The Qi and blood were not smooth. Now it is much better."

he finished.No one said another word.The only sound in the room was the sound of Lang cracking melon seeds.Click.Click..

It's been a long time.The waiter came in a hurry.The gas is fine.Hastily said: "Miss Lan... yes... a young master is looking for you. It's downstairs..."

Alan listened.Both eyes shine.Rescue finally came.

"Alan. Alan." A passionate male voice came from the corridor.It didn't take long to find it here.He pushed the waiter away.Seeing that Alan couldn't close his mouth.Regardless of everyone's feelings, he hugged and hugged Alan.

Alan let himself be manipulated dully.She is used to this scene.These are inevitable every time we meet.She used all her strength to give the man a blow.The man just calmed down.

"Come on. Let me introduce you. This is the little master's guard." She pointed to Aomori and Lang. "She is the first wife of the young master. You will inevitably kowtow to her in the future."

The man looked at everyone with a curious face.Clenched hands.He said proudly: "Fan Yun. Uh..." He paused.I don't know what to say about myself later.

Alan saw him hesitate.Explain for him. "It's the same surname as the young master. After all, it should be regarded as the princes and nobles of the Fu Kingdom. But now that the country is ruined and the family is dead, there is no royal power and wealth. Don't be polite to him. It doesn't matter if you call him by his first name. Right? Ah, Fan Yun." Ah Lan smiled sinisterly at Fan Yun.

Fan Yun looked at her sinister smile.A cold sweat broke out.Lian nodded to everyone. "Yes. Yes. Alan is right."

"Stop talking nonsense. Where are the others?" Alan looked behind him.People and horses should not all be downstairs.

"Everyone is busy...send me."

Alan's eyes widened.I thought I had misheard.Said: "This is a big deal for me...what if they don't come."

Fan Yun looked at her appearance.He laughed and said, "There are only two straps hanging on your kite..."

"Nonsense. I obviously hung up four." Alan pushed open the window.Pointing to the swallow-shaped kite floating in the sky, he said.

"Two really..." Lang tugged at the corner of Ah Lan's clothes.Said timidly.

Alan fixed his eyes.She obviously glued four strips on it.That idiot Wang Shi must have dropped it.Find him to settle accounts.The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.He hurriedly went upstairs to find Wang Shi to settle the score.But was held back by Fan Yun.

"Alan, don't go. Not many people come after sticking four strips. You forgot to stick red ones for urgent matters."

"I..." Alan was stunned suddenly.It seems...it seems...she really forgot about this. "Then what should I do? I'm really in a hurry..."

Fan Yun patted his chest.He said proudly, "Who am I? Tell me. I'll tell them right away."

Aomori watched their ink marks for a long time.Finally couldn't sit still.Preconceptions come first.Said: "The young master came to Los Angeles alone. We couldn't find him. I really want to find him with your help."

"It's easy to talk about. But there are portraits."

Lang hurriedly put down the teacup and took out a crumpled portrait from his waist and spread it on the table. "Just this one. Although... no, too, like..."

Mu Xin became even more anxious when she saw it.This is completely different from Fan Hua's appearance.

She said: "What's wrong. It's not like Brother Hua at all. Where can I find a painter. It's so blind."

Although Aomori didn't want to refute.But this painting... doesn't really look like it.Mingming asked Lang to tell the artist that he looked like a fairy.A pair of peach eyes are charming.What a mess.

Everyone's expressions obviously disagree with this portrait.Fan Yun asked again with a sneer: "Tell me what kind of characteristics he has."

"Blonde." Everyone said in unison.

This blonde hair.There are not many people left in the world.The most special.You will recognize it on the road.

Aomori added two more sentences.Said: "The young master's blond hair is too eye-catching. He often wears a gauze hat to cover it up. You might as well pay more attention to people who wear gauze hats."

Alan was not as tactful as Aomori.He said directly to Fan Yun: "What are you paying attention to? When you see those wearing gauze caps, just lift them off. Especially those who are dressed luxuriously."

"This...isn't so good...it's straight up. It's too eye-catching..." Fan Yun hesitated.Although this method is excellent.But their identities really attracted people's attention in Great Liang.If it is known that they are looking for such an important person.It will definitely be blocked layer by layer.no.

Neither this nor that.Mu Xin watched from the sidelines and was anxious to death. "Brother Hua likes to dress up. I don't like getting mud on my body. I can't bear being dirty at all. Brother Fan Yun. I'll leave the whereabouts of Brother Hua to you."

Fan Yun secretly wrote down the characteristics.Aomori still felt unreliable. "The young master's name is Fan Hua. He will change his appearance. He used to be named Mu Fan Hua. Maybe he would use some weird names to deceive the world. If you see it, you don't have to match everything. First arrest and then talk."

Everyone is chattering.Said all that can be said.Fan Yun could only remember the general idea.But still very caring.After all, such an important person... It's over.Fan Yun was not left for a sip of tea either.Drive him away directly.

Lang poured himself a cup of tea.Rub your own mouth. "Today is probably the day I talk the most in my life. I'm exhausted."

"Alan. What does Fan Yun have to do with you? He seems to treat you very well." Mu Xin blurted out.

Ah Lan was drinking tea to moisten his mouth at this time.asked by her.He didn't swallow a mouthful of water.Choked to tears. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It's just the fellows who get close...um. The fellows."

Aomori quietly watched her every word and deed.Alan was absolutely not telling the truth.

"Ahhh. There are a lot more things in Los Angeles than in Kyoto. Yu'er. Look..." Nalan Kou held a hollow fan in his hand.Shake twice in front of Yu'er.The fan gave off a light fragrance.

The peddler saw that they were dressed in extraordinary clothes.They are also very polite.He handed over a few more fans.Said: "Girl. It seems that you are coming to Los Angeles for the first time. This fan. Every girl in Los Angeles has it. If you... don't come here."

"Really or not." Yu'er held the sword.A look of doubt.She said so though.But Nalan Kou at the side liked her very much.Holding the fan and refusing to let go.Open each one and smell it.

"Why does this fan have fragrance?" she asked.

The old man dare not neglect.Tell the truth. "Before this fan is made, it will be soaked in flower oil. The flower oil can repel insects. It is also fragrant. The fan can be preserved for a longer time. It's just that the fragrance will fade with time. But insects will not eat it."

"So amazing..." She sniffed.Picked a favorite out of them.Baba winked at Yu'er. "Yu'er. Give me the money."

"Miss. You buy all these useless things."

"Buy it~" Nalan Kou pulled the corner of her clothes and acted coquettishly.

The old man saw that Yu'er was still refusing to ask for money.Take out a small bottle from behind.He said: "Hey. Today is a predestined relationship with you. How about buying this bottle of flower oil for you as a gift. It is brewed by the masters of Fuguo."

Yu'er sneered.Disapproval.He is an old man.How could I know Fu Guogao.How can I get expensive flower oil.This bullshit is a little too big.Although I think so.Still took out his purse and gave the old man some money.

The old man was about to take the silver with both hands.Yu'er took it back again.Asked: "Old man. Just tell me. How can I live more comfortably in Los Angeles?"

"Uh..." The old man paused for thought. "They said... Qinglong Inn is pretty good. I have never been to the old man. So if you are not sure, girl, don't blame the old man."

Yu'er thinks he talks too much nonsense.Just grab your stuff and leave.How could this Los Angeles peddler be so unreliable.I'd better look for that Qinglong Inn.She is not short of money.It must be settled for the princess.Otherwise, if you go back, you will be offended by the queen.

Asked many people.After several twists and turns, I finally found the so-called Qinglong Inn.This Green Dragon Inn is located on the trail.Very remote.The past population is sparse.It might not be safe at night.You can see the signboard and floors.When it was built.The carpenter should be good.

With this.Yu'er still took Nalan Kou into the inn.

The waiter is clearing the table.I see guests coming.He stopped what he was doing.Bending down, he asked, "Young lady, I'd better stay in the hotel."

"Stay at the hotel."

"That's really unfortunate. Our shop has already been taken over by distinguished customers. I'm afraid it's a waste of time for you to come here, girl."

Yu'er watched him shut them both out.The mood was very unpleasant. "Grandma, I'm not considered a distinguished customer. You're a shopkeeper. There's no reason to keep people away. You don't make good money..."

"But girl... we really don't have a good room." The waiter didn't dare to offend her.They seem to be the young ladies of a rich family.If offended.He can't afford it.Just relying on such errand work to support the family.

"What's the matter. It's so clear. You just don't understand. I'm... oh~" Nalan Koo stopped suddenly when Yu'er grabbed his hand and mouth.She said without changing her attitude: "Always. This girl is rich. If you are rich, you can't live."

The waiter in the store kept nodding and bowing at them for fear that they would make a fuss. "Girl. I'm a rough person. I'm just a waiter in the shop. Even if I want to, I can't do it. It depends on what our shopkeeper wants."

Yu'er pressed the sword on his shoulder.He asked viciously, "Where's your shopkeeper?"

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