Nine Thoughts

"I remember, so it was you."

An Le laughed and said, "At that time, I thought, you are really a good person, and you should be a real gentleman."

Ling Wuqi gave an "um", hugged Anle tightly, and said to himself: You are the good guy, right?

Ling Wuqi was not jealous of those treasure chests of gold, silver, and money, and he didn't want to know why there were these things in this small pond. He would feel at ease if he could get back the leader's token.

However, when this seemingly upright and enthusiastic little policeman wrapped up those belongings and took them away, he suddenly became a little curious.

He was wondering what the little policeman would do with these things that were almost worth his ten-year salary, would he confiscate them and hand them over, or keep them for himself?Ling Wuqi simply jumped onto the tree secretly, and followed the policeman and the prisoner he brought along silently, until the two were about to enter the capital, when he saw the policeman untie the package and tie it around the prisoner's neck superior.

"When my lord asks you later, you just say that you picked it up, and now hand it over to the court, and I can testify for you."

The little policeman said, "I have read your case file. The situation at that time was really helpless. Presumably the adults of the Criminal Department will be lenient during the trial. In addition to the fact that the money is not embarrassing, the sentence may be reduced.

I know that your mother is old. A few days ago, someone sent a letter to report your safety. It only said that you are working abroad and have no time to go home. Remember to go back early after you get out of prison. "

The prisoner immediately burst into tears: "An arrester!"

"But doing something wrong is doing something wrong. If you violate the laws of the country, you will always be punished.

I hope you will repent in prison, earnestly rehabilitate, strive for an early commutation of sentence and release from prison, and do not disappoint your mother's earnest expectations. "

An Le said again.

Ling Wuqi: "" How can a prisoner in shackles pick up money without hesitation?This sounds like nonsense!Not to mention that you are trying to persuade a criminal to reform sincerely here, but you don't know that people's good and evil are just a difference of one thought. If he is in a hurry again, will he really remember your words of comfort?Ling Wuqi slandered An Le's stupidity, but couldn't help being touched, so he remembered this little catcher.

When he encountered the "fake antique case" again for the second time, he originally wanted to invite An Le to have a cup of tea, sit down, chat and make friends, but at this time, a group of people who looked like boxers walked by in a hurry, He also yelled "Welcome to the chief disciple of the Qingsong Sword Sect, Hong Batian, for his guidance", and he was so frightened that he dropped the money and ran away. While running, he regretted that he didn't know the name of this little catcher.

Fortunately, they met for the third time.

After the money bag was recovered, Ling Wuqi asked himself how happy he was with An Le, and thought he had made him a friend, but An Le just regarded him as a victim of theft, and turned around and forgot Ling Wuqi's hatred He bit the sleeping An Xiaole's nose in resentment, and hugged him tightly.

After that day, he held back for three full days, and finally he couldn't help passing by the yamen seemingly unintentionally but on purpose, pretending to ask if Detective An was there, but was told that Detective An had been transferred to another place , As for where you went, I'm sorry, but I can't tell you.

Ling Wuqi thought that it's fine if you don't tell me, there's nothing he can't find out, but he thought it was deliberate and troublesome to bother to check, just thinking, if we can meet again by fate, wouldn't it be fate?After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and after a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together. Now we are married for three days and can only lie on the rotten bedding of the dilapidated firewood house at night.

Ling Wuqi will recall the acquaintance with An Le carefully one by one. Sometimes his heart is sweet, and sometimes he is full of resentment. He knows that An Le's poor memory is caused by poison, which is not his original intention. He always puts others first in everything Thinking of being a noble character, not ignoring himself, but not convinced that he is the only one who is secretly upset about these things, but his Xiaole foolishly turns his head and forgets.

Thinking of the second half of the night, Ling Wuqi couldn't sleep more and more, so he simply sat up, lit the oil lamp, took out an empty book, learned the habit of peace and wrote a diary, and wrote down all the grievances he remembered. It's not so much a diary , it would be more accurate to say it is to hold a grudge.

I saw him writing and writing, filling two empty books in one breath, and he stopped when it was daylight outside.

He put the two "unique diaries" next to An Le's pillow, just thinking that when his family An Xiaole woke up and saw it, he would be ashamed of him.

Then Ling Wuqi lightly pressed a kiss on An Le's forehead, opened the firewood door quietly, walked out, and whispered to the girl outside: "Come with me."

Yang Xiaoxiao thought about practicing martial arts with her master today, so she got up before the fourth watch, but she didn't dare to knock on their door, she just hesitated at the door, when she saw Ling Wuqi coming out, she couldn't help but said happily: "Master!"

"Keep your voice down, don't wake up your adoptive father."

Ling Wuqi said, pushed open the courtyard door and walked out.

Yang Xiaoxiao followed closely.

It was still early at this time, and there was a layer of morning mist between the sky and the earth. There was no one on the street, and even the breakfast stalls had not yet been set up.

Yang Xiaoxiao followed Ling Wuqi slowly towards the city gate, always feeling that although he walked very slowly, he had to trot to keep up, and was already out of breath after a while.

Ling Wuqi stopped at this moment, looked back at her, and asked: "Why do you want to learn martial arts?" Yang Xiaoxiao stopped, wiped the sweat on her neck, and replied: "I want to become stronger, I want Avenge your father!" Ling Wuqi raised his eyebrows and said: "Since your father and adoptive father are both fast arresters, you should understand that chivalrous use of martial arts is prohibited. If there is a fight in the rivers and lakes, the court can temporarily turn a blind eye to it, but if it involves In criminal cases, lynching is against the law."

"Then I shall act as a policeman like them, and arrest the criminal."

Yang Xiaoxiao said firmly.

Ling Wuqi smiled: "You only started practicing martial arts at the age of 11, and you are a girl. It may be difficult to learn martial arts, and it is even more difficult to be a fast catcher. But who knows, whether you are a treasured sword or a broken iron , You will know when you open the blade."

Just as he was talking, Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly let out a strange cry of "Wow". It turned out that Ling Wuqi grabbed the waistband of his trousers and lifted him up.

She watched as she climbed over the city wall and was carried all the way out of the city at a gallop.

Accompanied by the whistling wind in her ears, she heard Ling Wuqi say, "Today I will teach you the first lesson: seeing blood."

【Volume [-] · Suppression of Bandits · End】

Volume 31: Saving Fengchen [-]

Volume [-]: Rescue Fengchen "The mud in the pond is turbid, and the lake is bright and bright. When you see a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it."

—— "Ling Wuqi Diary"