Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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A hand appeared on the window sill, clasping the window sill with five fingers. Under the faint moonlight, the complexion showed an abnormal pale color.

Wen Nianyuan was about to get up, but Qixian suddenly grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and shook his head lightly.

He immediately realized that the breathing sound of the visitor was too heavy.

Although it was felt that the man had tried his best to hold his breath and hold his voice, it still sounded rough to the ears of martial arts practitioners.

Although Rui Ji's room was on the second floor, it was actually not that high. This person seemed to have exhausted all his strength to climb up, even though he was careful to suppress it, there was still a slight panting sound from time to time.

The three of them continued to sit and wait quietly, and soon the man leaned half his body through the window, struggling to lift his legs, although he was careful enough, he still looked clumsy.

Qixian loosened his wrist, Wen Nianyuan understood, took out the fire pocket from his arms and held it, quietly walked to the center of the room, suddenly threw his hand to light the fire pocket, and said sharply: "Who is it!"

"Ah! Ahh——" The person on the window sill was startled, let go of his hands in a panic, and fell out headlong. In the light of the fire, there was a faintly dignified and elegant face, which was only distorted by fright. , bloodless.

A black shadow flashed by, and Ye Leiting jumped out of the window, grabbing the hem of the man's clothes before he fell to the ground, and the two of them fell to the ground.

These screams startled the entire Hongxiu Pavilion, especially when the sound came from Ruiji's room again.

In the past two days, due to the sudden death of someone, the business of Hongxiu Pavilion has been quite deserted. It was hard to recruit some benefactors back today under the name of Liuxiang Tomb. Frightened by this, all of them either looked hesitant or showed their faces ran away in terror.

The madam and the girls were both angry and frightened, and they held seven or eight lights before they dared to push the door of Ruiji's room. As soon as they entered the door, they were first startled by the seven-stringed gentleman in white clothes and a mask, and then by Ye Leiting, who came in with someone through the window, was dazzled, and it was very lively for a while.

"Ye, Mr. Ye? What's going on here?" The madam suppressed the shock and anger in her heart, and she couldn't speak ill of the guests.

Seeing that he disturbed the business of Hongxiu Pavilion, Ye Leiting first expressed his apology and said that he would compensate them for their losses. After seeing that the madam's face eased a lot, he pointed to the frightened man, "This young master came to climb in the middle of the night. Ruiniang's window was seen by my friends passing by, so I took the initiative to find out."

It is natural to lie without drafting.

Qixian didn't question Ye Leiting's little lie, she just lowered her head to look at the man who visited the house of the dead at night, the horror still remained on the man's face, she stretched out her hand to cover her face, and turned her head away.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Liang?" A girl looked at the man twice and suddenly said in surprise.

Soon most of the women recognized the man, and couldn't help whispering among each other. Their eyes fell on the man with sympathy, surprise, and understanding, but most of them were contemptuous.

"Miss knows him?" Qixian walked up to the woman who spoke first.

The Huaniang looked at Qixian's mask curiously, and when she heard the other party's voice, she blushed slightly, nodded and said, "Mr. A scholar, I also know Mr. Liang."

"Thank you for letting me know."

"My lord, you are welcome, my family's name is Bi Xiao."

While the two were asking and answering, the madam walked up to the scholar with a gloomy face, and said contemptuously in her tone, "Mr. Liang, I respect you as a person who reads sage books. You climbed on the window sills of other people's houses in the middle of the night. What's the point?!"

"Xiao, Xiaosheng... that... I..." The scholar's face was ashen, full of embarrassment. He was carried in by Ye Leiting just now, and a room full of people looked at him. It was really embarrassing.

I saw him blushing, patted the ashes on his body and stood up straight, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Miss Ruiji is a confidante, Xiaosheng is really sad. If it wasn't for the poor family, Miss Ruiji should be taken away that day..."

His voice became lower and lower, and finally his eyes were red, and he stopped talking, bowed his head, surrounded by a room full of people, and shivered.

There was a commotion in the crowd, some were laughing and some were shameless. Although the girls were whispering, their voices were actually not low, obviously they were not afraid of being heard, and every sentence fell into people's ears.

"Look at that poor man."

"What kind of title on the gold list, it's just sister Ruiji who comforted him, didn't he fail this time, and came back in despair..."

"That's right, the family is so poor, and Huan Xiao wants to redeem Sister Rui Ji's body, so he comes here several times to find someone, without even thinking about how much money he has."

"Even the expenses for rushing to the exam are given by Sister Ruiji. If you ask me, Sister Ruiji is too good-natured. Every time these poor scholars come, she will give them the money she saved from her own house."

"Tch, how do you know it's kind, maybe you want to be the wife of the number one scholar."

Although the first few sentences were harsh, the scholar just bowed his head and accepted it without saying a word. Looking at his cloth shirt that was almost white after being washed several times, it seemed that his family was really poor.

When someone said sourly that maybe Ruiji wanted to be the wife of the champion, he suddenly raised his head with bloodshot eyes, clenched his fists, and said loudly: "Miss, please respect yourself! Ji, Rui Ji is definitely not the kind of person you said who is greedy for wealth and fame!"

Qixian's eyes swept away, and she looked at his excited expression calmly.

It seems that this poor scholar is really sincere to Rui Ji. With his gloomy appearance before, he was despised in front of others without saying a word, but he was able to say that Rui Ji was not good enough to get so angry. .

The Hua Niang didn't notice that he was startled by him, she gave him an annoyed look, but in the end she shut her mouth embarrassingly, Rui Ji has always been a good person, and she didn't want to cause public anger.

However, everyone has the same thought in their hearts. The family is so poor that they can't get rid of it. They want to redeem Rui Ji's body. It's crazy to want to eat swan meat.

The madam caught a glimpse of the shattered windows, and she was even more rude.

"My poor Rui'er is already dead. Mr. Liang is saying that it is too late to redeem her body or not. Look, how much money do you have to pay for making this window like this? After talking about all this, you can't do it." Explain your scandal of climbing a window in the middle of the night!"

The scholar who had just gotten stiffer lowered his head in shame again, and said in a low voice, "This is where Miss Rui Ji lived, I...I think..."

A gust of cold wind blew in from the broken window, and everyone shivered involuntarily before realizing that they were still standing in the dead man's room.

The girl who murmured that Rui Ji was not just bit her lips in fear, thinking to herself that it would be best if Rui Ji had already gone to reincarnate, so don't bother her.

"Forget it, Mr. Liang, please. For Rui'er's sake, let's stop this matter. Mr. Liang, I hope that next time you want to come to our Red Sleeve Pavilion, you will come in through the gate openly."

The madam said something in a nonchalant manner, but when she turned her head to look at Ye Leiting and the others, she put on a smile in an instant, "Thank you Mr. Ye and the young heroes this time, why don't you stop by and have a glass of wine to calm your nerves? Let Bi Xiao sing a few ditties for everyone!"

Wen Nianyuan just wanted to refuse, but when he heard that his brother readily agreed, he immediately bet on his chest, he couldn't go up and down, so he could only follow Qi Xian out of Rui Ji's room with a livid face.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw that Mr. Liang was invited out of the building very politely, with a dejected look on his face. He didn't know whether it was frustration with what happened today, or the death of his sweetheart.

As the name suggests, Bi Xiao wore a long green dress with a jasper hairpin on her head, which made her look as beautiful as a spring willow, leading the way in front of her.

Her room is not far from Rui Ji. Although the furnishings in the room are not as luxurious as Rui Ji's, they are considered high-class, so it can be seen that she is also a celebrity.

After inviting a few people to sit down, she held a small plum-blossom pot in her bare hands and poured wine into the wine glasses in front of everyone one by one. Her nails painted with bright red Koudan shone ambiguously in the candlelight.

"To meet is to be destined. I would like to toast to the young masters." She raised her glass with a smile.

Qixian smiled back, raised his glass and drank it down; Ye Leiting nodded and drank the wine too.Wen Nianyuan didn't move, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Is this son dissatisfied with the slave family?"

Wen Nianyuan took out the book that was used as a weapon from his sleeve, opened a page and looked at it calmly.

The embarrassment flashed across Bi Xiao's face, and she turned to Qi Xian, "I haven't asked this young master's name yet."

"Why do you need to ask her name when you meet again?" Qi Xian said with a slight coolness, seeing Bi Xiao's eyes dimmed, she looked at her face with a smile and said, "Hua Buming is very delicate."

Knowing that she was praising herself, Bi Xiao lowered her head shyly, and said in a low voice: "My family will sing a song for the young masters."

Qixian's eyes quietly fell not far away, as if he saw something, his eyes froze, his brows frowned, and he withdrew his attention imperceptibly, looking at the woman who was about to pick up the pipa, and stopped: "No busy."

"If the young master doesn't like ditties, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the slave family also knows a little bit."

But he didn't know what he was thinking, and asked her meaningfully, "When it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how is Miss Ruiji?"

Bi Xiao's smile froze, and she quickly covered it up, and was about to say something, but Ye Leiting interjected, "Rui Niang's poems, books, and chess records are excellent, but piano and painting are incomprehensible. Miss Bi Xiao is really a talented woman."

She lowered her eyebrows and pressed the strings of the pipa, unable to see her expression clearly, "Thank you, young master. Although Sister Rui Ji doesn't know how to play the piano, she is more than a hundred times better than Bi Xiao in dealing with people."

The few people stopped talking, Bi Xiao sang two pieces on the pipa, her singing voice was really melodious, but it was a pity that she couldn't leave a single guest in the end, and she was full of disappointment.

On the long street, thinking of the down-and-out scholar just now, Ye Leiting shook his head and asked the man beside him, "Is this the ghost you want to catch?"

Qixian didn't respond, as if she was thinking about something, she suddenly sighed quietly, "Guess, besides the scholar, are there any other uninvited guests in Hongxiu Pavilion tonight."

"Yes." Wen Nianyuan suddenly said firmly.

Glancing at him with a little surprise, Qixian just thought, why did he suddenly become enlightened, Wen Nianyuan pointed out, "It's there."

After speaking, without waiting for the people around him to react, he raised his breath and ran after him. Under the crescent moon, a black shadow passed by the eaves, followed by another black shadow, and the chase was carried out silently.

The man also realized that he was being followed, and after running a few steps and finding that he couldn't escape, he stopped suddenly, turned around, drew out his weapon, and stabbed Wen Nianyuan.

Ye Leiting and Qi Xian watched from a distance as they fought, the two were evenly divided between the rabbits and the falcons, how could there be so many masters in such a small city of Su.

Qixian lowered her eyes and evoked a strange smile. If it wasn't for the mask covering her face, Ye Leiting might be confused by this scene.

He whispered: "Qingtong, Qin."