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74

The seventh son of Wanling Peimen suddenly fell in love with reading recently.

This made Xing Sanniang Xing Fengyin very surprised. Back then, she brought the bitter wind on the plateau and an equally bitter mandarin knife, and broke into Pei's house in Wanling to seek justice for an injustice in the world. Never came out again.

It has been more than 30 years since the hostess was calm and stable, but just recently, she saw her own expression on the face of her youngest son.

This is not the first time for Pei Zijun to enter the rivers and lakes, even as far away as the southern border and the northern seas, he has traveled alone, but such a strange thing has never happened - her youngest son was stolen by a vixen on the road ?

So I went to ask what happened on Xingblade Road.Xing Ren looked blank, saying that your son's behavior is definitely not my fault.Xing Sanniang was very angry, thinking that raising a younger brother would be better than raising a mallet, so she slapped him out of the house with a slap of the mandarin duck knife.

Xing Ren's face was spread out, he was very innocent, so he had to wander around in the streets. Wanling had changed so much that he could hardly recognize it.

He hasn't been back to Wanling for many years, and he hasn't been back since he went to Shiguanjing. This time, he was forced to take a leave of absence because of the coercion of his elder sister.This is also a common thing. No matter how beautiful the landscape of Wanling is, it can't beat the breeze from the prosperous imperial capital.

However, only he himself knew that he was afraid of Wanling.

The red candle of Dengke is in Wanling, the burning candle is in Wanling, and the whole body is in Wanling alone.

After being so lively, when he left, he could only go to the country and leave Beijing with a ridiculous nickname like Xing Sanwidow.

He had nowhere to go, so he wanted to wait for his tough sister to calm down, and wandered slowly in the night market, surrounded by little girls who walked in the night with spring nights. The wind made me feel uncomfortable all over, my nose was a little itchy, and I finally sneezed for the first time in the night.

Then there was the sneezing.

Before he could sense something was wrong, he had already bumped into those flirtatious eyes.

This time, the man wore the skin of a vagabond, with his legs crossed, sitting on the bridge and bragging to the girls with hairpins around him about how talented he was, how he was a world-class prodigy, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he remembered someone who was 12 years old. When he was hugged up and down the locust tree, he looked so unlucky that he couldn't cry his ass, thinking, it's really shameless to come home.

But he couldn't control his stammer, "You...you...why..."

came back?

The man looked around, shook the folding fan, and said with a smile, "You are too stupid to catch me, so I have to send it to the door myself."

The breeze and the bright moon, the eyebrows of the deceased.

75

But Xing Ren forgot, Murong Hu is a little liar.

The door-to-door delivery he said didn't last long for a cup of tea, and it slipped out of his hand. He was such a fair and strict policeman, but this gangster let him go again and again.

It's ridiculous and sad.

He smiled desolately.

Looking down, he saw the wooden box Muronghu gave him just now. He said it belonged to his family, A Jun, and he returned it to the original owner for a person.

He froze for a moment, remembering what Muronghu said just now.The little liar smiled mysteriously, "Perhaps this thing can untie the knot in your little Mr. Pei's heart."

He opened the wooden box suspiciously, Muronghu didn't frame him, it really belonged to A Jun, it was an old clothes of A Jun, he liked it very much in the past, he often wore it, so he recognized it.

But after all, it's just an old clothes, what does it have to do with Ah Jun's knot?He smiled, thinking of Muronghu's habit of lying, he didn't take it seriously.

Pei Zijun shut himself up in his study for a whole winter, and suddenly wanted to go out one spring day.

Xing Sanniang saw that her son had finally left the house, and the hand that was learning to embroider had a bloody hole. At that time, she was learning embroidery from Miss Liu who came from Luo Jing. Liu Shisong was small and thin, smiling. It also looks soft, like a soft and waxy bunny.

Such a little bunny girl is good at embroidery.

Xing Sanniang was used to holding swords, but she couldn't handle the little embroidery needles. The little rabbit girl was good at embroidery and had good patience. Looking at the bloody hole in her hand, she knew that it was Pei Zijun who had come. She blushed and dared not look up.

Xing Sanniang couldn't control the blood hole, she was shocked by Pei Zijun's decision to go out for a stroll, and she couldn't let her son go out, so she had to let the servants follow tremblingly, don't irritate the young master, these days rape flowers are not Is it blooming?It's dangerous.

Xing Sanniang held three big stones in her heart, but Pei Zijun still looked gentle and polite, which made her even more frightened, and sweat broke out on her forehead.

When Pei Zijun went out, he didn't go to any special place. He just wandered around Wanling City. He laughed to himself while walking, and said to himself, "It's such a beautiful spring, it's a pity..." He couldn't give a reason why it was a pity. .

Before he knew it, he walked to a teahouse, which was built by the river, which was somewhat similar to Luojing Guanyindu, so he chose a table and sat down, had a cup of Biluochun casually, and heard that the old man in the book talked about ghosts in the Jianghu.

After telling a story, the old man said, "The old man travels all over the world, tells stories, and loves to listen to stories. If all the guest officials have stories and are willing to tell them to everyone, it will be great if you are alone and happy together." But that's all."

The young man in brocade clothes smiled, then stood up and said, "I'll come."

This surprised the people in the audience, most of them are low-class people who are willing to say these gossips and pastimes, but this handsome young man, who is like a golden branch and jade leaf, is willing to tell stories to them, he is really open-minded Reasonable people.

"I want to tell a story to a friend, but unfortunately he is no longer there, so I will tell you a story, that's fine."

Pei Zijun then told the story with both voice and emotion.

It turned out that there was nothing wrong with Mr. Pei Qi. He worked behind closed doors all day because he wanted to change his career to become a storyteller.

In the end, the white deer boy in the story is no longer, the confidante is empty, and the monk is a monk.

It is the second half of "The Legend of the White Deer Heroes".

After Pei Zijun finished telling the story, someone sighed, "It's a pity that your friend can't hear such a story."

Pei Zijun smiled, noncommittal.

Maybe it was because of sweating from walking during the day, Pei Zijun fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow at night, and there was a spring rain in the middle of the night, which was rustling, like the sound of snow falling.

Pei Zijun felt that he was back on the Beiman Mountain in the winter night, and the night when he parted from Xie Minxing. He and he were both a little annoyed. guest.

Speaking of which, the last time he saw Xie Minxing was already last year.

After returning to Wanling for half a year, he didn't have any news about Xie Minxing, even in a dream, he never fell asleep again.He knew that Xie Minxing was indeed angry with him, and the charge of offending him was confirmed.

But on the last day, he said such similar words as "the bridge returns to the bridge and the road returns to the road", which finally broke his heart.

Only dream idlers do not dream king.

In terms of cruelty, he was no match for this friend.