Wrong Changhuan

In the 15th year of Jianfeng, October 25th was also the No.19th day when Lin Changhuan entered Xiaoyao and worked as a handyman in the outer courtyard.

Jiangling City, at the entrance to the backyard of Anping Hall, Amu blocked An Cuo at the door, and said, "Miss is not here, please go back."

But Ancuo saw Lin Xun who was reading a letter in the courtyard, and pushed Amu away regardless of the obstruction, and walked in.

Seeing this, Lin Xun put away the letter and put it in his arms, waved his hand at Amu, and said, "Chang Huan has already left, you can't find it no matter Lin Mansion or Bie Yuan, and don't bother her again in the future. "

An didn't believe it, and asked, "Where did she go?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" After Lin Xun finished speaking, he turned his head and went back to the room, closing the door.

Believe it or not, An Cuo asked A Jin, A Mu, and the servants of An Ping Tang, visited the Lin Mansion at night, arrested Hong Ying for questioning, and then went to the Lin Family Garden, but Chang Huan was still nowhere to be seen.What I got was a unified reply: She is gone, and her whereabouts are unknown.

By the Moon-Watching Spring in Xiwu Mountain, she waited for a long time until the moon rose.I vaguely heard the sentence in my mind, "The moon is beautiful, you are here, I invite you to enjoy the moon and drink."

An Cuo turned his head abruptly, and there was darkness behind him, with no one in sight, let alone speaking.

An Cuo looked up at the moon and murmured, "A Huan, where have you been?"

But because you will see you in the next two months, you will annoy me and hide and ignore me?

An Cuo suddenly covered his chest with his hands, feeling unbearable pain. He supported a nearby tree, coughed violently, and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, only to see a bright red patch.

Accompanied by the pain, she thought about something clearly.Then he took out a black porcelain bottle from his bosom, took one of the pills inside and put it in his mouth.

Three days later, leisurely living in a tea house, on the second floor.

At noon, the sun was full, and there was no wind at all. The sun shone through the windows and filled the small half of the teahouse with warmth.Also because of the good weather, the teahouse had a few more tables of guests than usual.The second floor is already full.

The guests whispered and whispered about the regent's visit to Jiangling in the past half month, and they all speculated about the purpose of the trip.From time to time, he glanced at the square table of the Eight Immortals at the innermost window, where a cold woman in white drinking tea sat alone, and a sword wrapped in cloth was placed on the table.The woman in white was like a night pearl in a dark room, although she was cold, she couldn't block the light that radiated from her body.

When the waiter was busy pouring tea for the new guests, he couldn't help but look more at the woman who had been drinking tea at the same location for three consecutive days.The simple bun is only tied with a red silk ribbon, and a few strands hang down from both sides of the forehead.The waiter in the shop was so attracted by those slightly lowered eyebrows that he forgot that the tea was poured in his hand, it had already overflowed the cup.

The tea customer scolded angrily, "Will you pour tea?" brought the waiter's thoughts back to the present.

The shop clerk wiped the table in a panic, bowed his head and apologized again and again, and that was the end of the matter.Looking back at the woman in white, she still looked at Anping Hall diagonally opposite from time to time, but she didn't even look here.He felt a little lost for no reason.

What he didn't know was that the sword on the table was the world-famous life-seeking sword.And the woman in white was An Cuo.

Life-seeking sword, the name is too strong, but it is a soft sword.There are many masters who died under this sword, and before they died, they all thought that they had made a mistake - they underestimated this soft sword.

In fact, what they think is wrong is actually wrong.The deadliest thing was that they all underestimated the owner of the sword, that beautiful and thin young cold woman.

In all martial arts in the world, the only thing that is fast is not broken, and sincerity is not deceitful.An Cuo's martial arts were so fast that they didn't even see how the moves changed without blinking.When he blinked again, the sword had entered his throat.With such skills, no matter if she has a soft sword in her hand, or just a whip, or a soft belt, she can kill people in an instant.

At this moment, An Cuo is waiting. In fact, compared with the time of killing, she is either waiting most of the time, or on the way to meet and wait.Just like hunting, hide, observe, wait, and then seize the right moment and sprint with all your strength.Then, hit it with one hit.

This time, what she wanted to wait for was different from the previous ones. She was waiting for a messenger.

Three days ago, she saw Lin Xun, but not Yang Yan.The letter in Lin Xun's hand most likely came from Yang Yan.She bet that it was impossible for Lin Xun to safely hide Chang Huan somewhere alone.

She won.

An made a mistake to put down the teacup, and saw a young and robust young man dismounted from his horse at the entrance of Anping Hall, with a small package on his back, he didn't look like he was visiting a doctor.

After a while, the boy came back, got back on his horse, and headed towards the east of the city.

An Cuo took another pill from the black porcelain bottle and took it with tea.Then, he put a piece of silver on the table, lifted his sword and flew downstairs to follow.

The art of stalking pays attention to grasping the timing and proportion. If you get too close, you will easily reveal your identity, and if you are too far away, you will easily lose track.This is the skill she learned in the killer camp, and she happens to be a master of it.

She made light work all the way, flying over eaves and walls, chasing all the way to the east of the city, and saw the messenger dismounted and entered a steamed stuffed bun shop to buy dry food.An Cuo opened up some distance after the courier started on the road again, and then quietly followed.

Three days of tracking, not daring to slack off.

On the first day of November, An Cuo tracked all the way to Dong'an Medicine Hall in Jiangdong City. It was not until he saw Yang Yan's figure that An Cuo jumped off the roof and stood in front of him.

Yang Yan never thought that he would meet An Cuo here, and it was impossible for Axun to tell her. He glanced at the letter in his hand and said, "You chased the messenger all the way here?"

An Cuo looked tired, his eyes were red, he just stared at him and said, "What about her?"

Yang Yan said, "She's not here."

Believe it or not, An frantically searched the entire yard.Yang Yan didn't lie.

Yang Yan looked at the distraught An Cuo, and couldn't bear it, and said, "I really don't know, should I admire your deep affection for each other, or sigh that the fate between you is too shallow."

An made a mistake, "What do you mean?"

"She just came here yesterday. If you had come a day earlier, you would have met her." Yang Yan said with a sigh.

They love each other deeply, but the relationship is so shallow that they can be missed.

An Cuo regained hope, and said, "She's in Jiangdong City? Where is it?" He was so anxious that he had been running around for days and the old injury hadn't healed, so he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Yang Yan let An into the room by mistake, and checked her pulse from the side, and said, "Fortunately, the most indispensable thing here is medicine." As he said that, he got up and was about to go out.

Seeing that the hem of the clothes was held by An Cuo, she knelt down and said, "Yang Yan, I beg you, tell me, where is she?"

Yang Yan never thought that An Cuo would beg him on his knees.To be honest, he admired An Cuo from the bottom of his heart. To be able to survive in Mingyue Tower and to be able to sit on the position of hall master with his own strength, the perseverance and hard work required were beyond the reach of ordinary people.He once put himself in the situation and thought that if it were him, it would not be difficult to survive, and the most difficult thing would be not to be crazy.

"Get up first, and I'll tell you." Yang Yan pulled An Cuo up, and the two sat at the table again.

Looking at An Cuo's expectant eyes, Yang Yan said, "It's true that she is in Jiangdong, but she can't come in and out at any time. If you want to meet each other, you probably have to wait."

"Where is Jiangdong?"

"Xiaoyao Island, Xie family."

An Cuo frowned, and asked anxiously, "Why is she in Xie's house? Is it dangerous?"

"For you, to steal the [-]-day red to untangle your body. As for the danger... If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch a tiger's cub. However, you don't have to worry too much."

"When did you go in? How long has it been?"

"Almost a month."

"So, she didn't receive my letter, did she?" An Cuo came back from outside the customs a month ago. Because of her injuries and fear of Chang Huan waiting for a long time, she wrote a letter to her, but the letter was as if There was no reply.

Yang Yan said frankly, "Yes, Axun won't let me tell her, and I agree. Your letter can only distract her, so it's better not to tell her."

Seeing that An Cuo stopped talking, Yang Yan said, "Is it over? Then let me ask you... Chang Huan has been waiting for you for a month since Xi Wushan, why didn't you come to see her?" Bitter, even... Even the wounded mouth shouted your name, how can you not make Yang Yan feel distressed.

An Cuo said quietly, "I went outside the pass."

Yang Yan thought of the recent rumors in the world, and said, "Lu Guangkun, the magic knife outside the pass, I heard that he is dead, so it is..." He always knew the power of the life-chasing sword, but he didn't know that Lu Guangkun, the number one expert outside the pass, The Jianghu ranking is among the top ten, and they are not her opponents.It is true that the name of the magic knife is not for nothing. This person has done a lot of evil, and he must have many enemies.

An Cuo just glanced at Yang Yan and said nothing.She doesn't like to talk too much about tasks, especially people other than Chang Huan.

Yang Yan was puzzled. Just now, when he checked his pulse, An Cuo's internal injuries were serious.No matter how powerful Lu Guangkun is, after a month of training, he should be almost healed. He said, "Then why hasn't your injury healed yet, instead it's getting worse?"

An Cuo took out the black porcelain bottle from his bosom, Yang Yan took it and poured a pill into his hand, smelled it again, and knew it was Fufeng Pill, he was a little angry, and said, "How can I take this medicine? Why should I take it?"

Even if you are seriously injured, Fufeng Pills can temporarily increase your internal strength, but the effect of the medicine is short-lived. Generally, you will only take it at the critical moment of life and death, because the internal injury will be aggravated after the effect of the medicine wears off.

An Cuo couldn't be more clear about these pros and cons.She had carried this Fufeng pill with her for a long time, but she never thought about taking it, but this time, she couldn't find Chang Huan, so she was extremely anxious and couldn't care about anything else.

Putting the black porcelain bottle on the table heavily, Yang Yan was still angry, got up and took out the purple sachet that Chang Huan asked him to keep, put it on the table, and said, "This is what Chang Huan asked me to give you. ..You stay here, and I will prescribe medicine for you in the next few days."

An Cuo picked up the sachet and touched the osmanthus pattern embroidered on it. He couldn't help but think of the osmanthus tree in the backyard of Anping Hall when he first met, and the osmanthus wine he drank together that night by the moon-watching spring.Then he held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

She was never used to help from others, so she raised her eyes and asked, "Why help me?"

Just as Yang Yan was about to walk out, he turned around and said in a bad mood, "It's me, standing by your side... If you look like this, if Chang Huan sees you, you will feel so bad...Finally...forget it It's gone." In the end, it wasn't me who felt distressed...Yang Yan said and went out.

An Cuo lived in Dong'an Medicine Hall for four days. During the recuperation period, the news that the missing lady from the Xie family was found also spread to Dong'an Hall. Yang Yan and An Cuo were both shocked when they asked for the lady's name.

On the fifth day of November, the Sea God Festival Day, there is no cloud in the sky, the wind is warm and the sun is warm.

An mistakenly heard the little brother in the medicine hall talk about the Sea God's Festival, and remembered Changhuan, so he went to the Haitian Inn, which is the closest to Xiaoyao Island, in the afternoon, and booked a room on the second floor facing the street and facing the sea for easy follow-up.

Although the Sea God Festival is the most solemn at night, it is also crowded with vendors and people during the day.

An Cuo stroked the purple sachet in his hand, took out a sugar from it, put it in his mouth, and stood by the window on the second floor to look out.When she has nothing to do, she likes to watch people the most, street vendors, diners coming out of restaurants and restaurants, pedestrians on the road, couples walking hand in hand, couples taking children to the street.

She didn't have this habit before.

Probably since I met Chang Huan, whenever I went to a strange place, I always hoped to find that familiar figure among strangers.

In autumn and winter, the sunset is especially early.As the evening approached, the red lanterns on both sides of the coastal avenue next to the inn were lit up one after another, and the whole street and the whole city began to become lively.

At this time, a group of people came ashore from the island, and the familiar face among them, dressed in the same lavender clothes as when they first met, came into An Cuo's eyes.

An Cuo suddenly turned his back to the window, bang bang bang bang - his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, echoing in his mind, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

That person is Chang Huan, whom she has been thinking about.

When she hurriedly turned back to look out the window, she was gone.

An Cuo didn't care to pick up the sword on the table, rushed out of the door, and trotted downstairs.

The crowd was surging, and An Cuo recognized Chang Huan who was looking around at a glance.

At that moment, a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of An Cuo's mouth, and his heart finally settled down.

With a distance of three feet, An Cuo stared straight at Chang Huan, not daring to blink, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him would disappear again.She suppressed the urge to run over, and looked at the figure quietly, as if the noise around her was silent for a moment, and the pedestrians like a stream of water were all frozen by time.