Waiting for the wind and rain, the city of clouds is light

The sun was smearing the grass in front of the Six Arts Hall. Zhang Liang said goodbye to Robber Zhi and Fatty Ding who were about to go back. He put his hands behind his back and prepared to go back. His eyes touched the long corridor in the distance, but his smile was on the corner of his lips.

The dense leaves in front of the porch swayed gently with the wind, and under the shade, Yan Lu looked sideways with his head sideways.Another person stood beside him, with white cloth strips fluttering from time to time, and a huge wooden box in his hand.

is her.Zhang Liang frowned.

He unconsciously remembered what his senior brother had said to him before.

"Ovary," when he took her up the mountain to ask his senior brother to take care of her wounds, Yan Lu's face changed from the usual plainness, "You have wisdom that is higher than ordinary people, and self-confidence is not bad, but you have missed some by relying too much on your own inferences. Details, and sometimes inevitably lead to mistakes."

"It could hurt other people who have no malicious intentions."

no offence.Zhang Liang read it silently, and after a while, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If she was just an ordinary farmer, looking for a job in an inn, she would be fine.However, he didn't dare to think so easily that she was just an ordinary person.

Only the master teaches archery, but the etiquette in dealing with others is more complete than most of the disciples who are new to Confucianism.Farming and selling vegetables and fruits all day long, but he can rarely make mistakes in keeping accounts.She's just a farmer?A farmer with a sharp tongue and irrational thinking.A farmer who can bear his anger and come back to expose himself?

Every day, she handles the affairs of the inn calmly, frankly, openly and aboveboard, and has no intention of hiding anything.It all makes sense, though it's more likely just because she doesn't need to hide.If one's nature is not stupid, coupled with the teachings of a master who is a person in the Jianghu, who is familiar with the historical materials of the Jianghu and the teachings of various sects, knows the situation of the world, and understands words and arithmetic, this is common sense.Then I heard that Cheng Feng is a maverick senior, as his apprentice he personally taught, he is quick-witted and eloquent, and even all the unusual things can be explained.But what if she wasn't?What if her magnanimity is a disguise, what if all her performances are just to let others relax their vigilance...

The terrible thing is this in case.

Zhang Liang stared at the direction of the corridor for a long time, and the two of them still chatted unhurriedly.When the wind blows hard and blows the hair on her forehead, she will smooth it out.Zhang Liang stood and watched.This feeling is like a game of chess, sitting in front of a seemingly mediocre person, but successfully resolved every game he set.And now he is persistent, thinking about the blow to smash this defense.

It's a deadly just-in-case.

Zhang Liang's eyes darkened.The wind died down.The gray figure had left at some point, but Yan Lu was still standing there, looking at him.

"Brother." Zhang Liang greeted with a smile.

Yan Lu looked at him with complicated eyes for a moment: "Ovary... sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Senior brother, don't worry about it." Zhang Liang still had an unchanging smile, and walked to the front of the corridor. At this time, there was only a railing between him and Yan Lu.A hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes: "I just never thought about it. Senior brother and Miss He seem to be friends for many years. Speaking of which, the affairs in the village have increased recently, and it is rare for senior brother to be free. I want to find a time to talk to senior brother about daily trivial matters." matter."

Yan Lu's eyes finally opened, and faint worries flowed out from them.Zhang Liang squinted his eyes, letting the slow and fast wind sweep over his forehead and hair, and waited without saying a word.Yan Lu looked away, and for a moment, he seemed to sigh.

Zhang Liang lowered his eyes.After a while, he raised the corners of his lips: "Brother, don't you think that Miss He's behavior is hardly suspicious?"

Yan Lu looked at him.

Zhang Liang ignored it, and looked up at the lake in the distance: "There is no doubt, the biggest doubt is itself."

"I understand." Yan Lu replied, but the hand on the wooden railing unconsciously retracted his five fingers into the palm of his hand.In front of the academy in the distance, Confucian disciples passed by in twos and threes, greeting each other from time to time.He lowered his head again, just about to say something, but he seemed to give up.

Zhang Liang noticed that he hesitated to speak: "Brother?"

Yan Lu looked at him for a long time.You don't have to put everyone in hostility, he wanted to say, but after a long time, it became a sentence:

"It's nothing."

Carrying the firewood into the kitchen, Yun Wei wiped off his sweat, squatted aside, picked up the cattail fan and started to blow the wind.The smoke and dust from the stove scattered in all directions, choking her so much that she couldn't help coughing.

Fatty Ding stood in front of the stove and held three stoves by himself. With a wave of his hand, he pulled a plate and quickly caught the falling cucumbers, and sent them to the table.

Shi Lan quickly walked in through the door, picked up the plate of fried cucumbers and walked out.

There was steam on the tables in the hall, but a person turned in at the door and stepped into the inn with a big swagger: "Hey! It's very lively!"

...a constant uproar.The people in the inn eat as usual, those who pass the dishes still pass the dishes, and those who fan the fire still fan the fire.

The visitor smiled awkwardly, and had to accept the fact that he was left alone.

Yun Wei over there tried his best and finally opened his eyes a crack in the billowing smoke, just as Fatty Ding asked her: "Who is that leaning on the door frame, looks familiar?"

Yun Wei spoke with difficulty: "Piece, cough, Zhi."

Fatty Ding waved his hand, "Let him stand!"

So Robber Zhi stood on the edge of the door frame for half an hour, staring at Fatty Ding, who was facing away from him, and the latter stood still, holding his three pots indifferently.

Fatty Ding walked towards Robber Zhi when the guests were almost gone.Bandit Zhi deliberately pretended not to see it, picked up a jug of wine and poured it into a nearby bowl, Fatty Ding turned around and left without hesitation.

"Hey!" Bandit Zhi saw Fatty Ding walking away, and couldn't pretend anymore, so he could only stretch out his hand to pull him back.Fatty Ding turned his back to the reluctant Robber Zhi, and there was a hint of cunning on his face.

Ginger is still old and hot, Yun Wei shook his head.

After tossing for a while, it turned out that Mr. Yan Er had come to the base to look after Miss Rong's injury, so Robber Zhi came to call them over.Although Yun Wei is not considered a Mo family, she can still be trusted.Along the way, I saw many suspicious eyes, but with Fatty Ding and Bandit Zhi around, they didn't ask much.

Bandit Zhi babbled non-stop while walking through the streets of Sanghai City, but suddenly became abnormally silent after leaving the city.After bypassing the hedge outside the courtyard, a wooden house slowly moved into view.A man sits in front of the house, sharpening a wooden sword on his knee.

This person seems to be... Ge Nie?As soon as Yun Wei thought about it, she saw that Robber Zhi's face suddenly sank.

So fast that no one had time to react, Robber Zhi had already gone straight to Gai Nie.Yun Wei turned her head in shock, only to see him standing still, even with his back to her, his scorching gaze was still terrifying.Yun Wei and Fatty Ding hurried to catch up.The voices of the dispute became louder and louder, but after getting closer, Yun Wei realized that it was actually only Robber Zhi who was roaring.The voice was so sharp that those who heard it were terrified, Gai Nie raised his head, expressionless.The wooden door on the side suddenly opened, Gao Jianli frowned: "Xiao Zhi, Mr. Yan is still inside, don't disturb him."

Robber Zhi's staring eyes were already red, his chest heaved and heaved, as if he was struggling to catch his breath.The wooden door closed again with a squeak, but Robber Zhi kept staring there, as if he wanted to burn two holes in it with his eyes.There was a dead silence outside the wooden house, Robber Zhi stood there like a sculpture, when Fatty Ding finally couldn't bear it and was about to say something, he turned around and left without warning.

"Little Zhi!" Fatty Ding tried to stop him.

Yun Wei, who was three steps away from Fatty Ding, felt his heart tighten, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him, but he pushed it away from his arm.Yun Wei only felt a numbness in his arm, and a thump in his heart, and he felt the scalding pain on his arm surge up violently.

In the blink of an eye, no one could stop Robber Zhi.Fatty Ding looked anxiously into the distance with his hips crossed, Yun Wei couldn't help covering his forearm with his left hand, but when he heard the sound of the wooden door opening, he immediately let go.Looking back, he saw Yan Lu slowly stepping out of the room, and his eyes stopped on her for a moment.

Yun Wei unconsciously hid his aching hands behind his back, watched him shake his head at Gao Jianli and Xue Nu, and then walked down the steps slowly.There was only the sound of soles stepping on the ground in silence. Fatty Ding seemed to want to ask something, but he stopped talking and turned to Yun Wei: "Yun Wei, please send Mr. Yan off." Then he turned to Yan Lu, "Mr. I'm really sorry."

Yan Lu shook his head and apologized, Yun Wei followed quickly in the gap.

Going straight to the mountain road where the Mohist stronghold is no longer visible, Yan Lu paused: "Miss He, if it is convenient, can I go to the village with Yan?"

All the way was silent, Yan Lu took Yun Wei to a small hut in the village without explaining after entering the village.Yun Wei looked like she had seen it before, but when she walked in, she realized... This is the place where she was imprisoned by these two senior brothers for ten days.

Yun Wei stood by the door and did not go any further.Yan Lu didn't seem to care, just walked to the medicine cabinet and picked up the medicine skillfully.Yun Wei was hesitating whether to ask, but Yan Lu suddenly spoke.

"Let me see the wound on your hand first."

Yun Wei's right hand trembled: There was no room for refutation in this tone.

Yun Wei didn't speak, and Yan Lu just packed the medicinal materials safely, and the room was eerily silent.After a while, Yun Wei finally sighed silently, she couldn't hide it, she thought so, and raised her right hand to the front.

Yan Lu put down what he was doing, walked over and rolled up Yunwei's sleeves, revealing... the messy circles of bandages underneath.

Yan Lu frowned imperceptibly.

I knew... Yun Wei pursed her mouth more helplessly, the way she treated the wound was simply... the appearance of fearlessness for those who don't know.

Yan Lu took out a small blade and gently cut it open from the outside, it seems that he didn't plan to find the untied bandage from the beginning.Yun Wei stood without saying a word, feeling that the wound was completely exposed to the air as soon as the arm was loosened.She turned her head and glanced over, and it seemed to be more serious, especially after Robber Zhi's powerful palm, she immediately had a premonition that the cold water soaked in the previous few days was all in vain.

"How long?" Yan Lu asked.

Yun Wei silently calculated for a while: "It will only be three or four days."

A sigh came: "It was too late to deal with it, and after that, I blocked more than one heavy blow. I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover." Yun Wei listened silently, and Yan Lu seemed to add it with ulterior motives. He said, "It's a burn."

Yun Wei didn't know what to say.Yan Lu walked back to the wooden table, skillfully grabbed the herbs and put them into a wooden bowl, then poured them into the bowl.Yun Wei stared at the brown juice stained on the grinding stick, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yan already knew about it?" So he took out all the herbs to be used before inspecting the wound.

Yan Lu didn't stop what he was doing: "I just saw a little brother rushing out of the Mo family's stronghold, the girl reached out to stop him, and got a fist on her hand, right?"

She thought that Yan Lu would not be seen in the room at that time, the corner of Yun Wei's mouth twitched.She saw that there was a layer of bruise on her arm besides the burnt red, and said, "I just...didn't realize it was this hand."

Yan Lu smiled noncommittally, then poured the juice on a wet cloth, and then applied it to the wound: "Did the girl mention the wound on her hand to others?"

Yun Wei shook his head, and then heard Yan Lu sigh again.Maybe it's because she thinks she's hopeless... Yun Wei droops her eyelids, um, this... is understandable.

"The girl asked the question last time," Yan Lu changed the subject, "as far as I know, it is very difficult to crack the ground by simply using internal force instead of spells. If you really want to ask who can do it, probably everyone He is one of the best masters among all sects in the present world."

Yun Wei nodded and said nothing, if she met such a person... She only felt a chill coming up from the soles of her feet, and now she probably wouldn't exist anymore.But she is still standing here, which means...

"...So that person did use spells that day." Yun Wei slowly said her conjecture, frowning, "But they are not like members of the yin and yang family."

"The Yin-Yang family is not the only one who uses spells. I'm sorry I don't know anything about the 'waste' mentioned by the girl." Yan Lu lowered his head and said unhurriedly, and the cloth belt wrapped around Yunwei's arm also fixed by him. "Okay." He said softly, "Sorry, that's all I know, and I can't help the girl."

"What did Mr. Yan say..." It was not helpful at all, and she was embarrassed to say it.Yun Wei quickly waved her hand, but was stopped by Yan Lu: "The injury on my hand hasn't healed yet, so it's best not to touch it too often these days."

Yun Wei answered quickly, more and more as if Yan Lu was blaming her for her lack of common sense.Yan Lu looked at her, suddenly remembered something, and said helplessly: "I forgot that the girl often brought food boxes up and down the mountain, and the food box must be heavy. Or..."

"No need." Yun Wei interjected, and then realized that she didn't know what Yan Lu was going to say... so she interrupted him.At this moment, there was a sound outside the door, it sounded like Tianming's voice:

"Hey, Third Master, what are you doing here?"

The atmosphere in the room was not right after these words fell.

Yun pursed his lips slightly.

Zhang Liang.