Sweet as candy

On a rainy day, it is extremely inconvenient for everyone to travel.

Ever since returning from Mulong Mountain, a strange atmosphere has been lingering around Xiao Lang and Mu Yunyi.

Xue Shiji couldn't say what this strange feeling was. Mu Yunyi put on a bitter face all day long. He guessed that something happened when he was suppressing the bandits in Mulong Mountain, but when he asked Brother Xiao, he also had an eloquent expression. Unspeakable expression, refused to elaborate with him.

Xiao Lang naturally also felt that something was wrong with Mu Yunyi, he only thought that the other party still cared about that forced kiss.

Xiao Lang was also a little depressed--although he was quite popular in the world, he had never actually kissed someone before. He never thought that he would give it to a man like this for the first time, and the other party still looked very disgusted. .

No, I haven't talked to myself for several days.

"Brother Xiao, are you going out?"

Song Shuyan came out from the corner, holding a plain flower oil-paper umbrella in his hand.Xiao Lang was sitting under the eaves, knitting something with his sleeves rolled up.

"Not today, what's the matter?"

"The rain hasn't stopped recently. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to travel, so I'll bring you an extra umbrella." Song Shuyan entered the room, put down the other umbrella in his hand, shifted his gaze to his hand, and said strangely: " Brother Xiao, what are you doing?"

Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it raining every day recently? I thought about making a bamboo hat so that it would be more convenient for me to go out and do errands."

Song Shuyan approached two steps curiously, took the bamboo hat he had just made and played with it for a while: "Wow, that's amazing, Brother Xiao, you know everything!"

Xiao Lang looked at her and smiled brightly: "Do you like it? This one is too big for you. I will make another one for you later."

"No need." Looking carefully again, Song Shuyan returned the bamboo hat with both hands: "I'll just use the umbrella, so Brother Xiao won't be in trouble."

"It's a matter of convenience." Xiao Lang laughed, and picked out a few bamboo sticks from the basket beside him.

Song Shuyan asked: "Brother Xiao still wants to do it, who is this for?"

Xiao Lang paused in his hands, and Song Shuyan said, "For Amu?"

"That's right." Xiao Lang said with a smile: "That day on Mulong Mountain, thanks to his help, I made one for him."

"Brother Xiao is really careful." Song Shuyan watched him knitting for a while, stood up and prepared to leave, looked at the other umbrella in his hand, and frowned in embarrassment: "I'll leave this one here."

"I still have one in the house." Xiao Lang half-raised his eyes, glanced at her face secretly, seemingly unintentionally said: "Shiji may need it, why don't you give it to him."

Sure enough, when Song Shuyan heard Xue Shiji's name, his brows raised: "No, I don't want to see him at all!"

It seems that the two still haven't reconciled... Xiao Lang moved his head silently, and said calmly: "That's fine, let him go in the rain. Anyway, he's a big man, strong and healthy, so he won't be caught in the rain." If it rains a little, you will have a fever and cough, and you will not die."

Song Shuyan cast his eyes on him resentfully, feeling entangled in his heart.

Take his word for it, it's true.But if Xue Shiji really got sick, he still couldn't bear it in the end.

"Brother Xiao." Song Shuyan sighed faintly: "I find that you have become more and more mischievous recently."

"Really?" Xiao Lang shrugged innocently, Song Shuyan was silent for a while, looked up at the rain curtain under the eaves for a while, quietly put the oil-paper umbrella behind him with one hand, and took it away with him.

Xiao Lang looked at her movements that were trying to conceal, and smiled, and after laughing, he raised the bamboo hat in his hand and felt worried again——how should I give this to Amu?

In a dark, damp cell.

The guarding yamen servant was leaning half of his body on one side of the wall, drowsy. A burst of hurried footsteps came from far to near outside the steps. A figure rushed over and kicked the dozing yamen servant on the calf.

"Huzi, why are you asleep!"

The yamen servant groaned and jumped up with his feet in his hands. When he saw someone coming, he straightened the soap cap on his head subconsciously: "Brother Wang, why are you here? I didn't fall asleep, so I rested against the wall for a while." Son."

"Stop talking!" Brother Wang slapped him on the head resentfully: "There is a visiting prisoner, you go out to rest for a while, and I will take someone in."

"Ah?" The little yamen servant touched his head and asked in confusion: "Visiting the prison? All the people here are those who just came in a few days ago. Didn't the above say that no one is allowed to approach?"

"You know nothing." Brother Wang cursed, and pushed the person out: "Don't worry, that person will come in and have a look, and he won't do anything. If something happens, I will take care of it."

The little yamen servant followed him out, hesitantly said: "Then Brother Wang, you really have to make sure that nothing happens to the prisoners inside, if they have something wrong, I'm done."

"Don't worry, it's just a relative who came to see you and say something considerate. If you can persuade him to change his ways in the future, wouldn't it be a good thing?"

Brother Wang pushed the person out, and said in a low voice: "You just stand outside, don't let anyone in, watch your eyes, and don't look around."

After finishing speaking, he went out and led someone in after a while.The little yamen servant kept his words in mind, and his eyes were fixed on his toes, not daring to move.

When passing by, curiosity still couldn't help raising his head and taking a quick glance.All he could see was that the man seemed to be wearing black clothes and a cloak, which completely covered his face.

Brother Wang led the people all the way down the stairs of the cell, not forgetting to protect him in a low voice: "Slow down, be careful of slippery."

The man's face was all hidden behind the cloak: "Where is the man?"

"Here." Brother Wang hurriedly led the people to the innermost room, and shouted inside with a smile: "Liu Tu, your family is here to see you."

There was a man lying powerlessly on the weed pile. When he heard the cry, he opened his eyes suddenly, saw the people outside, and stood up half-supporting his body with trembling hands: "Are you here?"

The man didn't answer, but looked Liu Tu up and down with his eyes, and said to the people beside him after a while: "I want to say a few words to him, you wait outside for a while."

"Yes yes yes." Brother Wang agreed repeatedly, his shrewd eyes glanced at the messy person in his eyes, he only regretted that he didn't send someone to tidy him up earlier today: "Hey, it just so happens that the meal is about to be delivered, I'll go and give it to him." He brought a bowl of hot noodles."

"It's work."

As soon as the person left, Liu Tu suddenly knelt down on both legs, and could no longer control the excited expression on his face: "My lord, my lord, please help me!"

The man looked at the crying face of the person in front of him indifferently, as if he was looking at a howling ant.He laughed softly, and finally stretched out a hand from the cloak, and gripped the railing in front of him: "Whether I am your nobleman or not depends on the information you can give me."

"You tried your best to bribe the yamen servant to pass on the information to me. I hope that what you say next will be useful. If not, you'd better spend the rest of your life here obediently."

"I know, I know!" The man walked two steps forward on his knees: "I will definitely tell what I know!"

"That day, that day in Mulong Mountain, I did indeed see the person you came to look for before." Liu Tu spoke quickly with a strong desire for survival: "I'm close to his location, and I can't be wrong! It's the man in the portraits of those bastards!"

The mysterious man's complexion gradually became serious, and he finally squatted down to look at him, took out a portrait from his arms, and shook it away: "Look carefully, it is indeed the correct person?"

"It's absolutely true!" Liu Tu spit and said, "Because the bounty you proposed is high, I have always kept his appearance in my heart. I was suspicious when he first came in, but when he turned his face, I was able to see him." Make sure, he is the person in this painting, he is the person you have been looking for!"

The portrait was clenched tightly, and the mysterious man approached and asked, "Where is he now?"

"I..." Liu Tu rolled his eyes, "I'm not sure."

Hearing the mysterious man's sneer, he hurriedly said, "But I know who he is with!"

"Mulongshan's big family invited the Quartet to entertain the Quartet. In fact, they asked all the small villages to pay tribute to them. He came with a little handsome scholar." Liu Tudao: "Originally under the banner of the Xu family village, but later he did it for that little handsome and Fighting broke out in Mulong Mountain, and a group of people from the Wulin League poured in from outside, and arrested all the people in the hall. Only then did I know that they were not from the Xu Family Village at all."

"That little boy is not Mulongshan's accountant at all, he is Xiao Lang, the Xiao Lang who is going to be the leader of the martial arts soon!"