The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

He was behind him, and whispered back, "Master, I have some clues about what you asked me to investigate."

Xue Lang was silent, as if wondering whether to continue listening.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Lin was about to throw out the results of his investigation like beans: "Boss, he...the Shadow Guard Chief and Lou Fanguo are indeed connected."

"Wait." Xue Lang raised his eyebrows and gestured to stop him from continuing.

The chirping of birds in the forest made his heart feel cold and turbulent. He didn't let Wang Lin continue talking until the coldness and dew dripped from his fingertips.

"Half a month ago, the Chief of the Shadow Guard and the prince of the Lou Fan Kingdom began to exchange letters. We could not find out the contents of the letters. Yesterday, the Lou Fan Kingdom organized troops to cross the border line with our country and was never stopped. "

Even though he spoke euphemistically enough, the meaning in his words was extremely clear——Yan Li betrayed the country.

Xue Lang knew that he shouldn't distrust the person next to him, and shouldn't doubt Yan Li's character. He was fighting hard against the negative and dark thoughts in his heart, but unfortunately he was defeated in the end.

As time passed by, Wang Lin's kneeling leg was almost completely wet, and he fell heavily. Suddenly, he heard Xue Lang order in a low voice: "Destroy all the things found."

He raised his head in astonishment: "Don't you want to investigate?" It's about Qingguo, master, is he actually going to turn a blind eye?He has always known that Yan Li is special in this person's heart, but unexpectedly, it is even more special.

Xue Lang didn't say anything, his face was pale and his expression was frighteningly gloomy.

"Yes, this subordinate understands." He shivered.

Last night, the rain was blowing and the wind was blowing, the cobblestone road was wet and slippery, moss was growing all over the place, the gate of Ding's house was trampled and sawdust flying, but this morning, it took on a new look, and it was still standing there in good condition.

Ding Sheng got up and saw it, but smiled knowingly.

In July, the lotus blooms just right, and the fresh brown mud and green grass are stirred together by the pond where the rain has fallen, and the fresh air in the morning is refreshing.

There was a young man squatting here, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old by visual inspection. After talking a lot to himself, he sighed, and was about to grab a handful of grass to vent his boredom in his hands. Go down to the pond.

"What are you doing?"

When he stabilized his body, his hands were covered in mud, and he was still propped on the ground. He turned his head and looked behind him. There stood a Mr. Ruyu who was wearing brocade clothes and was incompatible with this place, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

The young man who grew up in the deep mountains had never seen such a magnanimous person, and he didn't know what to say.

So Xue Lang asked again: "What are you doing?"

The young man stood up on hands and feet, squatted down immediately, put his hands in the water and rubbed them, and when he got up, he habitually wiped his hands on the hem of his jacket, and replied cautiously, "I'm looking at the lotus."

Xue Lang smiled, walked up to him, searched for a long time, found a place where it was not easy to fall into the water, raised his head to feel the morning light, supported his body with one hand, and beckoned the young man to sit down with the other, and said, "Listen, are you Let’s see things and think about people.”

The young man laughed innocently, a little shy, noticing the unnaturalness of his eyes just now, and asked, "Master, are your eyes not clear?"

"Ah," Xue Lang replied frankly, "It's just a little problem, it's fine."

"There is a little fairy doctor in our town. She can see a doctor. Let me take you to meet her." The young man eagerly wanted to help him.

Xue Lang waved his hand, but didn't mention it.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Amu Ziti."

"Huh? The name..."

The young man smiled again and said, "Just call me Amu, everyone calls me that."

Xue Lang asked: "Your name doesn't seem to come from Laifeng Town, are you also from outside?"

"Hush!" Amu stopped breathing for a moment, and told him to shut up, "Don't say it."

As if afraid of his misunderstanding, Amu added in a low voice: "I was picked up by the mayor's grandfather, and he said that when I came, I had this name on me. It should... be counted as someone from outside. "

Xue Lang listened attentively, and suddenly Amu stopped talking, slid a few steps away, pointed at him and asked, "You are the one, the one—"

"That what?"

"..." Amu wanted to say that he was the murderer, but after careful consideration, the town had never heard of any dead people.

"What? Are you scared?" Xue Lang smiled contemptuously and didn't even look at him.

"I'm not afraid."

Amu calmed down, looked around cautiously, and sat back after confirming that there was no one there. If Xue Lang could see it, he would find that there was genuine worry on this person's face.

He asked, "Nobody found you, did they?"

Xue Lang was slightly startled, and shook his head.

Amu breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's fine if you don't find out. You should run away while they are all in the market."

"Escape? Why should I escape?"

"Don't run away, are you waiting to die here?!" Amu became anxious, and spoke louder, looked around immediately, then lowered his voice and said, "I'll take you out, you have to leave before dark."

Xue Lang looked as if his body was broken into pieces and he was not afraid, his ass seemed to be on the ground. Ren Amu couldn't pull it up, so he slapped his hands off his arms and said, "You persuaded the wrong people, you should persuade those people to hurry up!" escape."

Ever since he knew Xue Lang's identity, Amu was like an ant on a hot pot, walking around in a hurry. Xue Lang heard the movement amused, and couldn't help asking: "Amu, if I let them know what happened today, I will let them go." You?"

Amu's heart warmed slightly: "Don't worry about me, they won't do anything to me because of the fellowship."

Xue Lang shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily the case. Last night, the grandparents and grandchildren who unfortunately took us in were hated by the people in your town. I heard that when that little fairy doctor leaves, he will be taken away." Grandpa sharpened the knife."

"Tsk, you're so cruel." Although he was sighing, he couldn't hear any pity or sympathy from him.

When Amu heard this, he couldn't stand anymore, and hurriedly asked: "What did you say? What happened to the little doctor? What happened last night?"

"Don't worry, sit down and talk." Xue Lang waved his hand, and didn't care whether he really sat down, so he briefly recounted what happened last night.

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52. Strange bird

"Too much deceit!" Amu stood up again, and said angrily, "Little Ya'er usually helps them so much, it's fine if they don't know how to be grateful, but even revenge for their kindness, no! I'll go find them!"

Before he took a step, Xue Lang said again: "As the old saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. Amu, I will help you, the premise is..."

Amu waited for a long time, but didn't hear the following. Just thinking about the excessive demands that would make it difficult for him to speak, Xue Lang drooped his eyelids, but laughed self-deprecatingly: "Forget it."

"What's the matter?"

Amu was full of doubts, but Xue Lang didn't care. He stretched his muscles and said, "The sun is too strong, let's go to your house and sit."

"This...but I want to visit Xiaoya's house."

"Look? Haven't you already been there?" Xue Lang teased.

Amu blushed, and said hesitantly: "Today, this morning, I just happened to pass by, so I didn't go in to have a look."

"What's the matter? You still want to find out while others are sleeping?"

"No! Why are you... wronging people."

Xue Lang suddenly covered his heart and made an expression of extreme pain. "Okay, you go...I'm fine, hiss..."

Amu had already stepped out with one foot. Seeing the situation, he was in a dilemma. After thinking about it in his heart, he soon came up with an idea. He graciously invited Xue Lang to go to Ding Xiaoya's house with him, just in time for him to be diagnosed and treated.

Xue Lang said sadly: "I have asked the little fairy doctor to have a look, but she can't do anything, so she just told me to take a good rest."

Amu murmured: "Ah? Is it so serious? Even the little doctor can't cure it..." But he couldn't do it, so he had to follow him.He comforted himself by saying that everyone in the town went to watch the beheading today, and they couldn't find Ding Xiaoya's trouble.

The people in the deep mountains are so easy to deceive, Xue Lang thought after him.

"You came alone? Don't you have any companions?" Amu asked him.

He took it with a smile.

Amu asked again: "Are you looking for someone here?"

"No. Shut up and lead the way."

"Oh."

Amu lives alone, on the mountain, several miles away from the real Laifeng Town, but he is happy to run from home to the town with the sunshine every day, and then return to the top of the mountain at night, to be a conscientious night watchman.

He was the only one at home, and the mayor’s grandfather he was talking about was an old man over eighty years old who also lived in the town. He always prepared delicious food for him at meal times, fearing that he would be hungry at night and let him go. Take home any leftover meals.

"You said him so well, if he knew that you harbored me, a 'sinner', would he still treat you as before?"

Amu, who was making room for him, paused when he heard this, and then firmly replied: "Yes!"

Xue Lang pouted: "I hope so."

What he calls home is just a small thatched hut that can barely shelter from the wind and rain, surrounded by a fence, and planted a few half-dead cabbages and shallots. When a rooster crowed from behind the house, Xue Lang became interested. Ask: "Do you still have chickens?"

Amu habitually looked back, but because he was still in the house, he didn't see anything.He enthusiastically introduced: "It's not a chicken, and it's not raised by me. It's raised by the mayor's grandfather. Do you want to go and see it?"

After speaking, he remembered