Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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The courageous Ning Xiumao was sitting at the table at the moment, with a bowl of steaming noodles in front of him—unfortunately, it wasn't for him.

Although Qixian repeatedly stated that he was not hungry, Wen Nianyuan pushed a bowl in front of him first, and then looked at him with burning eyes.

With a helpless sigh in his heart, Qixian picked up the chopsticks, looked at Ning Xiumao who was showing a disappointed face, and signaled Wen Nianyuan, "Brother Ning is a guest from afar, how can you ask someone to watch. If you If you don’t do enough, just share my bowl with him.”

Compared with "I want to give Ning Xiumao the noodles he specially gave to Qi Xian", Wen Nianyuan obviously felt that "Qi Xian wants to give Ning Xiumao the noodles in his own bowl" is a bit more serious. He finally got another bowl for Ning Xiumao.

Qixian picked up two thin noodles with chopsticks in a slow manner, and slowly sent them to his mouth in an extremely elegant manner. He seemed to be chewing slowly, but his eyes were raised up excitedly as he looked at the other side. Ning Xiumao of chopsticks.

The man went down with his chopsticks, and brought up almost half a bowl of noodles. He was much more unrestrained than Qixian. He boldly put it into his mouth, chewed twice, and then...slowly stopped.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, the two solitary noodles were still on the seven-stringed chopsticks, and he hadn't finished eating them for a long time, obviously he was looking forward to Ning Xiumao's reaction even more.

I saw an indescribable puzzlement slowly appearing on Ning Xiumao's face, he paused for a while, and then slowly began to chew again.

"Brother Ning, what do you think, this side is still to your liking." Qixian asked him with a smile showing a bit of master's earnestness.

Ning Xiumao blinked in confusion, as if he didn't know how to describe it, and it took him a long time before he said, "The taste of Xiongtai's side...is very...interesting." He chewed it again, thinking, "Ning Xiumao A certain person has spent half his life in the rivers and lakes, but he has never encountered this kind of taste, and it seems that ordinary people have no chance to taste it."

Qixian was in a happy mood, and saw Ning Xiumao show his face suddenly, and suddenly slapped the table with his hand, and praised loudly without hesitation: "It's delicious! It's really delicious! It's worthy of being the noodles served by the most mysterious inn. Others are different."

Hearing this, Wen Nianyuan's expression softened slightly, and his eyes towards Ning Xiumao were no longer so hostile, and he said, "Thank you, my mother said that too."

Qixian imagined the cooking skills of Mrs. Huang, a heroic and valiant knife in the sleeve, and for some reason felt a chill down her spine.

At this moment, the two of them looked at Ning Xiumao with his head bowed and eating noodles happily, but their moods were completely different.

He almost stuffed his head into the bowl, and soon he emptied the bowl of noodles like a storm, and then looked up at Qixian's bowl of noodles that had barely moved, his eyes were green like a hungry wolf, with a look The appearance of being able to pounce on it at any time.

Such an expression almost made Qixian think that in fact, Wen Nianyuan always cooks delicacies, and it is himself who has a real taste problem.

"Qingtong." He called softly, the young man fell from the roof lightly, Wen Nianyuan had long been used to his elusiveness, Qixian pointed to the table, "Are you hungry?"

A barely noticeable distorted expression flashed across the boy's face, and he took a step back, firmly expressing that he was not hungry at all.

Qixian hooked the corner of his mouth, um, very good, it seems that there is nothing wrong with his sense of taste, it's just that Ning Xiumao is too different.

At this time, the unusual man was waving to Qingtong, calling him to share the "delicacy in the world". Wen Nianyuan looked at it, his face was dark, and he was frowning. .

Looking sideways, Qixian kept her eyes fixed on the scenery outside the window, but her fingertips restlessly made small movements under the wide sleeves, like a curious but timid little animal, touching the palm of his hand , retracted, and touched again.

When the fingertips reached out again with malicious intentions, Wen Nianyuan suddenly got angry, grabbed the hand and wrapped it in the palm of his hand.

Qi Xian smiled contentedly, and said to Ning Xiumao: "Brother Ning, take it easy, go upstairs to rest first, if Brother Ning feels sleepy after a while, you can just find a room here."

"The room at the end of the corridor on the second floor is not acceptable." Wen Nianyuan added solemnly.

As soon as the two of them entered the exclusive room for Qixian, Qixian turned around and watched Wen Nianyuan close the door carefully, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and her voice was slightly smiling, "What do you want to say to me?"

"Let's go to the desert. You once said that it's time to wait, and you want to see the customs outside the region."

Wen Nianyuan looked directly at Qixian, and Qixian also looked back at Wen Nianyuan. After a long time, he chuckled, "Is that what happened?"

While speaking, without waiting for Wen Nianyuan to answer, he shook his head, "You can never learn to be smart. Before you tell a lie, you always stare at me so seriously, as if you will believe me if you look at it."

The matter of the Wen family may be settled, but it does not mean that the world will be peaceful, otherwise, why Ning Xiumao came here, it is impossible to eat Wen Nianyuan's noodles.

Hearing Qixian's joking voice, Wen Nianyuan didn't refute, but said solemnly: "I know I can't fool you, but I just hope you can be confused once in a while."

Startled for a moment, Qi Xian pursed his lips, yes, it's rare to be confused, the most difficult thing in life is to be wise and foolish, he has been wandering all his life, so it's not because he is too sensitive and careful, it is said that rigidity is easy to break, and wisdom is bound to be hurt. As Wen Nianyuan said, being confused once is not a bad thing.

It's just that when it's time to change him, it might be okay for him to do things for others, but not now.

"You've heard a lot of rumors during your travels, right?" Walking slowly to the table, the Qixian held the pot and poured two cups of tea, pushed one cup in front of Wen Nianyuan, and said straight.

At this point, Wen Nianyuan already understood Qixian's attitude, in fact, he was not surprised at all, in his heart, Qixian would definitely do this, the so-called staying away from the Great Wall was just a little worry on his part.

But in fact, he should have no more worries, let the rivers and lakes be bloody and stormy, at least there is no obstacle between him and Qi Xian, as long as they stand side by side, wind and rain together, no one is afraid of others or hell.

"It's been rumored recently that it's an old case from eight years ago."

Qi Xian nodded, "So far, the real culprit has not been caught. The rumors of Ninglan Liu's extermination of the family, crossing the river ghost step to reappear, is also the time for this tragedy to come to light again, but - I'm afraid it's more than that?"

He smiled and narrowed his eyes, as if very happy.

Wen Nianyuan was expressionless, but his aura became more and more pressing. He said in a deep voice, "Yes. After that group of people left the Wen family that day, rumors began to spread in the world. They said that the person who wiped out the Liu family might be... you."

The entire Liu family was massacred eight years ago, and there was no one who survived. To this day, no one knows what kind of insane person committed this case, and what is the motive behind it.

And today, eight years later, the Liu family's unique skill of crossing the river ghost step, which people thought had long since disappeared, has reappeared. That person is actually the child of Mr. Qixian, and Qixian's connection with the Liu family case seems to be a matter of course. .

In the festivals in the rivers and lakes, peeping other people's unique secret books is the most important thing. With Qixian bringing such a person by his side, how can he know if he can cross the river by himself?If it was for crossing the river to cross the river, it sounds really reasonable.

Mr. Qixian, who has always appeared in various unsolved cases in Jianghu as a case-breaker who stayed out of the way, has now become a suspect in word of mouth.

When people mentioned him, they no longer used the tone of reverence, admiration, envy, and jealousy, like poisonous snakes spewing letters, whispering, in every dark corner that does not see the sun.

Qixian doesn't need to listen to it personally, he also knows how embarrassing this matter has been spread, what kind of speculation he has become, and what kind of place Jianghu is, he knows better than Wen Nianyuan.

He has never cared about such things as reputation, otherwise he would not have the reputation of being both righteous and evil.

It's just that it's probably time for the Liu family's affairs.Qingtong has grown up, and he no longer has to bear so many heavy pasts.

More importantly, the entire rivers and lakes have reached such a time when the rain is about to come.

He was thinking about timing, when Wen Nianyuan's voice suddenly sounded beside his ear, loudly, "I will let them all know that you are not a murderer." There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes, and even his serious face made people feel vivid stand up.

"Of course, otherwise, what do you think I'm keeping you for?" Qi Xian glanced at him, but the corner of her mouth raised.

The two brothers were in harmony in the room, but the atmosphere downstairs was dull and depressing, as if they were about to explode.

Ning Xiumao slowly drank the last bit of noodle soup in the seven-stringed bowl, then put down the bowl and chopsticks with a satisfied face, and looked at the boy who was clearly despising him.

"You said last time that you were 17 years old."

Qingtong was silent, neither spoke nor expressed anything.

He didn't care, but slowly withdrew the cynical look on his face, and became a little deep and cold, even unaccustomed to him. He spoke clearly, "Qingtong, do you still remember how your parents and family members died?"

The boy on the opposite side suddenly changed color. This was the first time Ning Xiumao saw such a rich expression on Qingtong's face. Most of the time, he had no sense of existence, and seemed to have no emotion. He was as mechanical as a man in human skin. machine.

Qingtong turned around and left.

Ning Xiumao smiled, and suddenly resumed his inexplicable manner, "Little friend, so you are running away? I thought you were just waiting for the opportunity. It seems that I was thinking too much." He touched his nose , let out a sigh.

Qingtong stopped, turned her head, and said with cold eyes, "Shut up!"

But the man kept pushing, not only did not shut up, but took a step forward with an aggressive look, "You must have been nine years old back then, nine-year-old child, it's time to be governor, I don't believe you don't know anything. "

Qingtong trembled slightly. She didn't know if it was because she was trembling with anger, or because she couldn't help but remember the fear she felt back then. She turned half sideways and looked up at Ning Xiumao stubbornly, "What do you do with me if you don't believe me? I don't believe you !"

"Oh? Then who do you trust? Mr. Qixian? Kid, the whole world knows that Mr. Qixian has no crimes. He has brought you by his side for so many years, but did he ever say that he would help you find out the truth about the Liu family?! "

The author has something to say: I hate the end of the month, I will work overtime/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~