On Wang Dan's side, he traveled alone day and night, and soon arrived at the Song Dynasty.
As usual, Wang Dan did not enter the house through the main entrance, but sneaked into his uncle's study at night through the beams and corridors. He squatted quietly above the main beam, waiting for Hua Xi, who would definitely return to the study at the Youshi hour, to appear.
Unity hour has passed, and after waiting for nearly half an hour, the servants who went in and out of the study to refill the oil lamps have already come in and out three times, but they still haven't seen the silver hair on Mr. Huaxi's bun. The shiny black jade hairpin reflects the moonlight and can be seen at a glance even in the middle of the night.
"Did something happen? Since you summoned me back so urgently, there must be trouble! Let's wait and see for now!" Wang Dan thought to himself, suppressed his anxious mood, and changed his posture again: Simply lay back and hold your head, stretch your body on the beam for the time being, and continue to wait patiently.
The night wind has become cold, and autumn nights, after all, are not as relaxing as midsummer. It was extremely cold at high places, and the wind that leaked in came from between the beams in waves. Where could he sleep, Wang Dan had to change to a squatting position again to tighten his body and keep warm.
The doors and windows of the study were also blown tightly by the wind, almost as if they were breaking in; even though the candles in the study were protected by the horn lampshades, they were still caught in the turbulence of the wind, and the flames went wild. Dancing, it seems that he wants to break through the protective range of this lampshade and rush out from inside.
The servant was very tired and didn't notice anything different from the past on the beam tonight. He didn't even bother to move his neck more, and his eyelids were half-opened, as if he was operating a machine, skillfully but without emotion. He came in again, added lamp oil, put on the lampshade, turned around and closed the door, and went out to his own penthouse, as if he didn't want to stay in this boring empty room for one more second.
Xu hour has passed, and Wang Dan has stayed on the beam for an hour. His patience is about to run out. When he is about to jump down, he only hears the door "bang" and is pushed open by the mechanical servant. Then, a familiar sound A bright light flashed before my eyes, it was the unique light of that mysterious jade hairpin, and it was the unique light that was made brighter by the years.
"You can go down first!"
The servant quickly stepped back in response, put away the two door panels, closed them gently from the outside, and then turned around and left.
Hua Xi's face was solemn at this time, with his hands behind his back, he walked towards his desk.
He sat down slowly and poured himself a cup of tea. Then he picked up the steel stick on the desk and tried to open the lampshade. When he wanted to pick up the wick, he found that the flame in the lampshade had already closed the door. Despite the situation, it is still beating in an unusual posture.
Hua Xi just paused for a moment without turning his head at all. He just turned his eyes lightly and glanced at the calm mirror-like water surface of the teacup. He took off the lampshade with one hand. The steel stick in the other hand did not reach towards the oil lamp, and his head did not move. Without looking, he turned and flew towards the beam with his sleeves on.
Wang Dan dodged suddenly, and the steel stick was inserted right where his head was.
"This time, you'll be faster!"
"Uncle's technique is so fast! My nephew is just a little bit close to dying!"
"I haven't seen you in a few years, and your speed has improved a lot. Not bad! Dan'er, how is everything?"
Wang Dan, who jumped off the beam, gave a formal ceremony to Uncle Hua Xi, and the little secret between the two of them was carried out in private "you know and I know".
"Dan is always well. Thank you for your concern, uncle! I wonder what I can tell my nephew about this urgent call?"
Hearing Wang Dan's question, Hua Xi was a little surprised, and Fu Xu replied: "I haven't called you recently? How can I say that? I don't know who will call you on my behalf!"
Wang Dan was puzzled. Mingming Hunxi had said that his wife, Yangliu'er, had been given a black jade hairpin that was exactly the same as Hua Xi's. It was the "secret code" between their nephews and uncles!
Then, Wang Dan pointed to the mysterious jade hairpin on Hua Xi's head and said, "Please forgive me for not telling my uncle: Years ago, I got married. My wife was called Yangliu'er, a native of Zheng. The day before yesterday, my retainer Hun Xi I know that Liu'er took my red shirt to the Guojian Jewelry Shop and pointed at this branch to buy it. The shopkeeper recognized the shirt and forced me to give it to him, so I came over quickly and I don't know what happened to Song Ke."
Hua Xi pulled out the mysterious jade hairpin on his head, played with it a few times, then used it to replace the steel stick that had just flown up the beam, and fiddled with the cotton wick in the center of the flame. It jumped up a few times, and the light immediately became much brighter. I put the sheepskin lampshade back on again, and now the flames burned very high and straight, and no longer danced strangely.
"That's fine. Congratulations to Dan'er for finally having a family!" Hua Xi wiped the hosta a few times with a tea towel on the desk, and then inserted it back into her bun with a higher silver content and smaller buns. superior.
"Although it is a misunderstanding, something that has caused me a headache has indeed happened recently."
Hua Xi's joyful expression turned back again, and the "chuan" pattern between his brows became more and more obvious under the light.
"Can you hear Dan'er? If there is anything you need me to do, just tell me!"
Wang Dan stared at Hua Xi's eyes seriously, which seemed to match the old man's mood.
"Young master is fat and is being killed by Dangze."
Hearing the word "kill", Wang Dan's heart tightened. He didn't expect that such a big thing would happen in the Song Dynasty: a dignified young man would kill him as soon as he said he wanted to, and the person who killed him was his uncle. Colleague: Dangze Sima!
"Dangze? Is that Dangze Sima who likes hunting and always loves to compete with you?"
Wang Dan couldn't believe it, because in his memory, this Dangze was not a villain who could kill people, but a laughing and playful uncle who would lead him on horseback, teach him archery, and help him identify small animals in the forest. , is my uncle's closest colleague from the same dynasty.
However, now, he has become a villain who killed the young master.
"Tie him."
Hua Xi's expression turned very sad.
"So, uncle, I'm counting on the top spot?"
This question was like a thorn, piercing Hua Xi's heart deeply, causing him endless pain, and the strokes of the word "Chuan" on his brow became deeper.
"You are fine."
Hua Xi took out a volume of documents from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Dan.
After unfolding it, Wang Dan understood. It was the secret order written by Hua Yuan's right master: "Kill Dangze."
After all, they have worked together for many years. Although Dangze killed Young Master Fatty, the chain reaction required his colleague Hua Xi Situ Lai, who went to court with him every day, to do it himself. This was really difficult for him to accept emotionally. .
"If uncle can't do it, why don't Dan'er do it for you?"
Although Wang Dan also has a hint of willingness to cause trouble, his many years of "killer" career have made his emotional management reach a state: as long as the other party is willing to pay, he can kill anyone.
