Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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Dog days of summer.

This summer has been extremely hot. It has hardly rained since the beginning of the summer, and even cicadas have no energy to call out. They lie listlessly on the tree, motionless as if they are about to die.

The weeds and wildflowers on the roadside are also wilted in the sun, losing their green color and turning yellower than at the end of autumn in previous years. It makes people feel that if a little spark is accidentally splashed on it, the whole countryside will burn and become a sea of ​​flames.

If the weeds are like this, let alone the crops, it will worry people who rely on the fields for food.

But in this world, some people are worried and others are happy.

Because of the hot weather, the business of herbal tea sheds in the outskirts of the city is very good, and the old man who is happy to keep the sheds is still happy despite sweating profusely.

The herbal tea shed is both connected to the small road and adjacent to the official road. At this time, the five or six tables were already full of people, and the later passengers had no seats, so they bought herbal tea and stood under the shed, drinking and resting. Cool off with the sun.

Too many people inevitably talk a lot, so someone sighed and said: "It has been more than two months since it rained, and the sun is so vicious."

Someone next to him answered and laughed, "Isn't it? I heard from the storybook that Dou E was wronged a lot back then, and God couldn't see that there was a snowfall in June. Now that the weather is so hot, shouldn't there be another blizzard?" What a big crime."

Scattered laughter sounded, and there were two people sitting on the table in the far corner with swords on their waists. One of the men squinted at the laughing person, and shook his head at his companion in a low voice, a little disdainful: "The farmer what..."

The voice of this sentence was so low that no one had heard it before. The man raised his voice again, "It's just a common thing to be hot every day during the dog days. If the inn comes, then there is really an unsolved case."

Several peasants looked at each other, apparently not understanding.

What is the inn?Isn't an inn just a house for people to live in, where it should be, and can they come and go?

They were curious in their hearts, but after looking at the attire of the speaker, they knew that he was from the Jianghu.They are honest and responsible farmers, even if they have a hundred courage, they dare not strike up a conversation with the Jianghu people, for fear of losing their lives if they are not careful, so they turn around and talk about other topics.

They didn't understand what the inn was referring to, but the rest of the quacks in the shed understood, and couldn't help but look serious.

A group of people looked at each other, as if they had heard something they shouldn't have heard. Suddenly, they stopped drinking the tea and left in a hurry after putting down the money for the tea.

The person who just mentioned the inn was stared at by his companion, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Junior brother! Don't you know that you can't mention this thing? Next time, don't talk about it, let's go, in case the inn comes——"

Before he could finish his sentence, the young man whom he called his junior curled his lips and interrupted: "Senior brother, why do you believe this, I just mentioned it, maybe the inn can still hear it..."

The young man was complaining, when suddenly he saw the group of Jianghu people who had just left retreated back with a pale face, muttering something, and ran in the opposite direction as if fleeing for their lives.

The younger brother's kung fu is still a little tricky, and he heard those vague mutterings clearly, those people were saying: "The inn is here!"

The sunny weather just now turned overcast unknowingly. A thick black cloud billowed in the sky, and quickly gathered in the sky, mixed with faint thunder. The sky was blue and bright, and it felt like you couldn't see your fingers.

It's going to change.

In the woods in the distance, there seems to be a house indistinctly, with red lanterns hanging outside, especially when the thunderstorm is approaching, it sways with the wind, and the candles should be extinguished when the wind blows. on.

"...No way, it's so evil?" The young man who first mentioned the inn looked at the sky with a pale face. Without saying a word, his senior brother threw down the tea money and dragged his junior brother to leave quickly.

The rest of the peasants didn't know what had happened, but seeing that it was finally going to rain, they all went back to look at the crops in the field. Suddenly, the herbal tea shed, which was bustling just now, became empty.

The old man was still smiling, looked at the sky, and slowly cleaned up the bowls, when he suddenly heard a clear voice from behind, "Master, what is an inn?"

When he turned around, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy sitting in the corner, with a sword, a bowl of tea, and a bamboo hat on the table.

"An inn, it's an inn, an inn that can walk."

The young man just asked casually, he didn't think that an old man who opened a tea shed could know any secrets, but after hearing this nonsensical answer, he was still a little helpless, and asked, "Could it be the legend of ghosts circulating here?"

"Is this young man just entering the rivers and lakes?" The old man wiped the table and smiled.

The young man stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard a little nervously, "How do you know?"

Seeing the alert look on his face, it is obvious that he is not yet deeply involved in the world, so the old man didn't mind, and explained, "Except for those who have just entered the rivers and lakes for experience, they generally know what an inn is."

He wiped the table, took out a pipe and pot, lit a cigarette and smoked it, saw that the young man wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask, he puffed out the smoke ring, and said: "Young man knows Mr. Qixian, right? "

The man's eyes lit up, and he straightened his back unconsciously, "Of course I know, Mr. Qi Xian is so elegant and courteous in solving cases like a god, everyone in the world admires him!"

The old man grinned and lowered his voice. He was old and his voice was hoarse, making people feel goosebumps all over his body.

"The inn they mentioned doesn't have a name, so it's called an inn. It is said that the place where the inn appears means that Mr. Qixian is nearby. If you can enter the inn, you will have a chance to invite Mr. Qixian."

The young young man looked surprised, and suddenly felt that the ordinary old man in front of him was a little mysterious, so he couldn't help but change his address, "Old man, if that's the case, why did those seniors run away?"

The old man smacked his lips and pointed meaningfully at the city gate in the distance, which was where the group of quacks were going.

"Because, where Mr. Qixian appears, there is no escape from a bloody storm."

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Sioux City, Firework Alley, Hongxiu Pavilion.

Wuzhong has been called prosperous since the past, and it is surrounded by lotus flowers for ten miles.

Sucheng has been a gentle and leisurely place since ancient times. Groups of princes, princes, grandsons and knight-errants came and went, chasing those beauties and beauties in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

At this moment, the heavy rain is pouring down, dripping on the white walls and black tiles, soaking Xia Bi color.

In front of the most famous Hongxiu Pavilion in the Fireworks Lane, there was a tall man standing with a bamboo bone umbrella in his hand, quietly looking up at the three words "Hongxiu Pavilion" on the plaque, with a expressionless face.

A piece of champagne was thrown over, almost covering his face, and a burst of extremely sweet daughter's fragrance rushed towards his face, and the graceful woman smiled and groaned.

"Young master, it's raining so hard, what's the point of standing outside, hurry up and take shelter from the rain, my servant asked the kitchen to make some ginger soup, have a hot bowl, and ask a girl to accompany you, okay? "

As expected of the best goulan in Sucheng, even the mother's face is waiting, she has already pulled people in while talking, and suddenly a group of Yingyingyanyans surrounds her, her eyes are full of dazzling hairpins.

Wen Nianyuan glanced coldly at a group of rouge girls, saw that Huan Feiyan was so skinny and all of them were beauties, thought of chasing that person all the way here, without saying a word, that person entered the Red Sleeve Pavilion, The mood was simply indescribable. The beauty that men were chasing each other was completely an eyesore in his eyes.

The girls originally thought that the young man was handsome and talented, and they all wanted to take him into their room, but when he glanced at him, they felt chills for no reason, couldn't help but backed away slightly, and suddenly felt a little nervous. The soft-spoken words became a little anticipatory.

"This, this young man..."

"Where is the oiran in this pavilion?" Wen Nianyuan turned his head and frowned at the madam who pulled him in first.

He really couldn't bear the smell of this bunch of women's makeup.

"This young master wants to see Rui Ji?" The bustard smiled and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking cold, it turned out that they also came for their oiran lady.

Ruiji, the oiran of Hongxiu Pavilion, is twenty-eight years old this year, and her beauty is extremely popular in foreign countries. Every day, countless princes and grandchildren come here admiringly, but not everyone can see her beautiful face.

Seeing that it was Rui Ji's servant again, the girls couldn't help showing disappointment, some turned away, and some were unwilling, so they persuaded: "My lord, Sister Rui Ji already has guests today, look— —”

Wen Nianyuan didn't seem to notice, looked up at the second floor, turned his head slightly as if listening to something, and quickly pushed aside the women who were in front of him and walked upstairs.

"Hey, young master? Young master? Rui Ji really has a guest—"

Have a guest?Of course there are guests.Wen Nianyuan ignored the noise behind him, and walked straight to a room. He knew the oiran's so-called guest today best, and it was for this reason that he went, lest...

"Hmph." Wen Nianyuan snorted softly, ignoring that the dissuading voice behind him had changed from soft to shrill, with five fingers flicking in front of the closed door, the door opened silently, and people stepped in without stopping. room to go.

Seeing that man really entered Rui Ji's room, the girl who followed him stomped her feet, so she could only follow in, thinking in her heart that luckily Rui Ji's temper is not bad, even if she breaks something, she can't blame her .

"Sister Ruiji, this young master... ah..." A scream resounded throughout the Hongxiu Pavilion, and even the other nearby Qinlou Chu Pavilion could vaguely hear the aftermath.

The madam of Hongxiu Pavilion's complexion darkened, and she went upstairs with her skirt, "Bi Xiao! It's becoming more and more unruly, what are you crying about!"

Rebuking in her mouth, she stepped into the room of her oiran lady, her voice was choked in her throat.

In the room, Bi Xiao was still screaming in disarray, Hua Kui Rui Ji's original guest was looking up at something, but the young man in green shirt who was pulled in by her from the rain just now had a burning gaze on the white-clothed guest.

She followed the gaze of the man in white, and found that her cash cow, Ruiji, was hung on the beam by a three-foot white silk. Her face, which was originally so breathtakingly beautiful, was now unbearably beautiful, and her body was shaking slightly with the white silk. with.

The white-clothed man who was originally in the room slowly withdrew his gaze from looking at Rui Ji, swept across Wen Nianyuan and Bi Xiao indifferently, and landed on the bustard, a bewitching and strange smile slowly appeared on his extremely handsome face, In a daze, she was three points more beautiful than the previous oiran.