Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 9

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Both of them stopped talking, Qi Xian supported Wen Nianyuan's left hand, after wiping the blood, he put the handkerchief in his palm, took the small stone by himself, pinched it on his fingertips, and his fingertips were stained with rouge.

"Don't trust anyone," he whispered.

Wen Nianyuan squeezed the azure handkerchief tightly, "Including you?"

Nod.

"including me."

It was already embarrassing to walk together, Ye Leiting had no choice but to interrupt the two people's staring, clasped his fists and said: "It's more serious, you two brothers, take care, I'm staying at the Yuelai Inn in the west of the city, if you have any news, just come to me and say goodbye. "

This time he wisely didn't ask where Wen Nianyuan and the two were going, obviously he also saw that the two would not reveal their whereabouts easily.

"Ye Shaoxia take care." Qixian returned the salute, and they parted ways.

When Ye Leiting left, Wen Nianyuan and Qi Xian also went out of the city, the city gate had already been closed, but it didn't matter to them whether the city gate was there or not - so the court didn't like to deal with people in the world.

Walking to a place not far from the city gate, Qi Xian and Wen Nianyuan stopped at the same time, Qi Xian turned his head slightly, looking at the dark street corner and the shadow of the house behind, "Followed all the way, still not coming out?"

In that not-so-obtrusive corner, a furtive black figure trembled upon hearing the words, hesitated for a while, and then carefully moved out step by step, to a place where the moonlight was faintly shining.

"It's you." With the weak light, Qixian saw the face clearly, it was the poor scholar who was laughed at by the girls in the Red Sleeve Pavilion just now.

His complexion was very bad, and he didn't know whether it was because of the contempt he received just now or because of the death of his sweetheart, but he bowed politely and said in a serious manner: "Mr. The sage has a saying, don't see what's wrong and don't listen to what's wrong, I really have no other choice..."

Qi Xian snorted and laughed, "It's said that nerds are boring, but I think they are very cute. Well, if you call it stalking like that, all the masters in the world will be ashamed to death."

Liang Jun froze, "It turns out that the heroes knew that Xiaosheng was following."

"The sound of footsteps is like a drum, the sound of a heartbeat is like thunder, and the sound of breathing is like a hurricane. The hiding place can be found at a glance, what do you think?"

Qi Xian teased him, exaggerating his words inevitably, but Liang Jun was even more ashamed.

He was just an ordinary person, but he thought about the holy words of the sage all the way and felt that following him was against the hadith, and his heartbeat was pounding, and he felt ashamed.

But he didn't know that his whereabouts were falling into the ears of others, not to mention Mr. Qixian and Wen Nianyuan, Ye Leiting knew that there was such a tail behind him early in the morning.

It's just that this little tail is too intimidating, so they don't care.

The forest is getting bigger, and there are many scholars who are stupid in reading. When they see people in the Jianghu, they want to persuade others to follow the right path, and they don't weigh their own weight.

"Young Master Liang has been with us for so long, what do you intend to do?"

Liang Junben was still blaming himself, but when he heard them ask him why, his eyes turned red and he almost fell to his knees with a thud.

He swayed, but finally stood up straight, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaosheng knows that these heroes are not ordinary people, so he will definitely go to Rui Ji's room in the middle of the night to arrest people without a reason. Rui Ji— - Riggy she - I want to know who killed Miss Riggy!"

Qi Xian raised her eyebrows, looked at the scholar with interest, she is not an idiot, at least not stupid right now.

"Huh?" He suddenly remembered that this scholar was the man who stayed in front of Rui Ji's grave until the end during the day, and he and Wen Nianyuan heard that suppressed cry before they met Ye Leiting in Hongxiu Pavilion. he.

What an infatuation seed.

"So what if I know?"

Looking at the appearance of being powerless, can he still avenge the confidante who died in vain? He is a scholar who is useless.

Liang Jun also understood the meaning of Qixian, he clenched his fists, showing a firm look, "I am not talented, I have studied hard for ten years but failed in this subject, but God rewards hard work, one day I will be able to Parade across the street, even if you can't avenge Miss Ruiji now, you will be able to do so then."

It seems that he is very confident in his talent, and believes that he will be named on the gold list and go straight to the blue sky.

"Stupid is a little stupid, but it's a way." Qixian said lightly, then cast a glance at Wen Nianyuan inexplicably, and said coolly: "You scholars only know these stupid ways."

Wen Nianyuan was indifferent, Liang Jun was thin-skinned, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Please tell me, the hero, who killed Miss Ruiji!"

Before he could answer, he suddenly heard a man's voice, "Let's go." Before the words fell, Liang Jun found himself flying into the air.

Liang Jun almost cried out, but shut his mouth abruptly the moment he saw the city gate and the guards over there, squinted his eyes, and watched many familiar scenes pass by under his feet one by one, becoming very strange.

The one who carried him over the eaves and walls was not the young man in white who had talked to him a lot, but another man beside him who had been silent all the time.

The wind whistled in his ears, and it was as cold as a knife hitting his face, and his face was as painful as a needle prick. He just felt dizzy, and finally stepped on the ground again with both feet. When he came back to his senses, he saw an even more unforgettable scene.

Mr. Liang found himself in the woods outside the city, and in the woods not far away, there seemed to be a shadowy house hidden in large swaths of dark branches, which made one feel like he was hallucinating.

Two strings of flickering red lanterns hung on both sides of the eaves, with the words "Inn" written on them, which were almost unrecognizable, floating faintly with the wind.

The hazy red light covered the forest with a strange color that seemed like a dream but not a dream. The wooden building was shrouded in the dark night and the light of the lantern, and it looked like another world at a glance.

As for whether it is gods or ghosts that come and go inside, no one has any way of knowing.

Liang Jun just suddenly remembered the storybooks of Liaozhai that he had read before, the barren nights, sly houses, green lights and red candles, beautiful women going back and forth between the world and illusion, swaying fox tails, and ghostly shadows.

When he was dumbfounded, the boy in white wearing a hideous mask and the man who brought him had already pushed the door and entered the room, and when he saw a figure that he had never seen before, he was carrying something on his back. When I went in, I almost fainted.

The inn was extremely simple, with broken tables and chairs, and it seemed that no one stayed there all year round—except for the place where Mr. Qixian was sitting. Liang Jun wiped the dusty stool and sat down. Wen Nianyuan pushed him a glass of cold boiled water.

He held the cup and looked at the masked man on the opposite side. He was sitting on a huanghuali wood beauty couch with soft cushions. Qingtong took out a whole set of exquisite tea sets and was making tea.

Liang Jun suddenly doubted whether he was really right to place his hope on such a weird person.

Just as he was hesitating, Mr. Qixian was leaning on the couch, apparently a little sleepy, and his voice became slightly lower, "Mr. Liang, please try to explain in detail about Miss Ruiji."

Probably seeing how frightened he was just now, Qingtong moved the cup of cold boiled water and pushed a cup of hot tea over.Mr. Liang did not forget to express his gratitude politely, and took a sip of hot tea before calming down slowly.

The story between him and Rui Ji is no different from some talented scholars and beauties circulating in the world. The brothel oiran and the underappreciated scholar, Rui Ji treats people kindly, and is even more polite to scholars. People are interested in each other.

Rui Ji gave him money to make him rush for the exam, but unfortunately, Mr. Liang was unlucky and fell behind. He wanted to redeem Rui Ji, but he had to wait for the next time. He went to find Rui Ji, but was blocked by the powerful madam Outside, I had to watch from a distance.

Originally, she thought that as long as she went back to high school next time, she would be able to feel proud and elated, but suddenly, Rui Ji disappeared.

Qixian narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the babbling scholar opposite, her expression became more and more depressed from the beginning of affection Yanhao talk to the later life and death separation.

Liang Jun was still talking, Qixian suddenly raised his head slightly, and asked him: "Mr. Liang, Miss Ruiji gave silver to the scholar who lacked money, is it just for you, or is it for others too."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, "Miss Ruiji also gave it to others. She respects scholars and is kind. She treats people equally no matter they are rich or poor. She is different from ordinary girls in brothels. But my friendship with her is different."

"Then do you know which high-ranking officials and dignitaries she usually associates with?"

Liang Jun's expression froze, and he said a little stiffly: "The mother of Hongxiu Pavilion wants to force her to make money, and Miss Ruiji has no choice."

"Which?"

"Master Yang Shirong...Master Xu Aolun...Master Lin Qi...Master Gao Rusong...Hero? Hero?" Liang Jun was thinking one by one, looking at the expression of the person opposite, but saw the man leaning on the couch with his head down. Leaning slightly, as if already asleep.

He wanted to yell again, but Wen Nianyuan stepped forward and gave him a cold gouging look, Liang Jun froze and didn't make another sound.

Wen Nianyuan bent down, and lightly hugged Qixian, Qixian subconsciously leaned her head against his chest, the mask touched his ribs, there was slight pain, but her hair brushed against Wen Nianyuan's arm, slightly itchy.

Still so indifferent to myself.

Wen Nianyuan hugged Qixian tightly, turned and went upstairs, Liang Jun stared blankly, not knowing what to do, so he carefully lowered his voice, "Well, hero, do you have any spare room?"

Let him enter the city now, but he can't get in.

The man didn't turn his head back, "Lie down wherever you like, remember to pay a tael of silver."

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