At the moment of Hai Zheng, Hezefang.
Xiaoyu sat by the window and sighed quietly.
The shadows of the lamp drifted in the wind, just like her heart at this moment, chaotic and uncertain.
She was very worried about Ita. Ever since Sister Fang became a suspect in the murder of Mr. Qiu, Ita had disappeared. Everyone said that Doctor Fang and his family were absconding in fear of crime, but she didn't believe it in the bottom of her heart.
Xiaoyu only believes in one sentence: Love comes from the heart.
Ita is so good-looking, how can he be a bad person?
Although Sister Fang is not that good-looking, her eyes are clear and she is definitely not a bad person.
There must be some misunderstanding here.
Grandpa Xiaoyu looked at Xiaoyu from outside the door and sighed quietly.
My granddaughter has grown up and is very worried. She has been thinking about tea and food these days. I can't persuade her to do anything, so I can only let her go.
Xiaoyu rested her head on her arms and stared blankly out of the window. The dark blue sky was like fine silk, and the flowing light of the clouds reminded her of Eta's golden hair and blue eyes.
"Eta, are you okay?" Xiaoyu closed his eyes and murmured.
There were rustling footsteps outside the window. Xiaoyu felt something in his heart and suddenly opened his eyes. In the thick night, a handsome young man with blond hair came gracefully.
Xiaoyu was overjoyed. He looked back and saw that the lights in his grandfather's room had gone out. He jumped out of the window and ran to the blond boy, "Ita! Are you okay?!"
There were ripples in Eta's blue eyes, "I'm fine."
"Where have you been for so many days? I'm worried about you!" Xiaoyu was about to cry.
"Sorry, I'm very busy."
"What happened to Sister Fang - is it true?"
Ita looked at Xiaoyu's face steadily and said, "Pigs don't know how to kill!"
Xiaoyu sniffed and nodded firmly, "Yes! I believe in Eta!"
Ita was startled for a moment, then smiled softly, as beautiful as the most beautiful stars in the summer night.
"Xiaoyu, I need your help."
Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He blushed and said with a smile, "No problem! How can I help you?"
At the second moment of Hai Zheng, Zefang was shaken.
Mother Zhu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her heart was in a mess.
She didn't know who to trust.
There was a voice in her heart that kept reminding her that what Dr. Fang said about Fu Shui being poisonous was reasonable and true. However, the shocking scene of the Dragon God's manifestation made her confirm once again that the Dragon God did indeed exist... …
And his unsatisfactory son, a dignified county clerk, was frightened out of his wits when he saw the Dragon God and refused to go home to discuss it with her. It was really a mess.
Thinking like this, Zhu's mother became more and more angry. She simply didn't want to sleep anymore. She got up and put on her clothes and wanted to walk around the yard for a few times to calm down. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhu Dachang standing blankly at the door. Zhu's mother cursed:
"It's midnight, are you standing here to scare your mother to death?"
Zhu Dachang clasped his fists and said, "Aniang, there is someone who wants to see you."
Mother Zhu slapped her and said, "Who wants to see me in the middle of the night? Is it a ghost?"
Zhu Dachang felt aggrieved. He covered his head and turned sideways, making a gesture of invitation.
Mother Zhu's eyes widened and she saw a beautiful young man dressed in black, standing in the wind.
"Mutang?! You're okay!" Mother Zhu said happily.
"Mu Tang" chuckled and clasped his fists, "Hua Yitang, the county lieutenant of Cheng County, Qingzhou, has met Aunt Zhu."
At the third moment of Haizheng, Xingzefang.
Qiu Laoba had just had a quarrel with a group of guys from Xiande Village. He was so angry that he cursed all the way home.
"Without any proof or evidence, they say that Mrs. Fang is a murderer. Did you see Mrs. Fang murder with your own eyes? The county clerk Zhu didn't say anything yet. Who are you bunch of shits? , why did you convict Miss Fang?! I still don’t know who Miss Fang is?! That’s my savior, Qiu Laoba! How could he kill people casually without any reason?!”
The more Qiu Laoba talked, the angrier he became. His big feet made a thud on the ground, and the shadow in front of him shook three times.
Suddenly, Qiu Laoba stopped.
He saw two shadows, one was his, and the other appeared behind him without warning, like a ghost—
The night wind whistled, chilling to the bone. Qiu Laoba swallowed his saliva, silently recited the Dragon God's blessing three times in his heart, turned around and swung his mace, "Ah! Watch!"
The mace stopped in mid-air and did not hit it.
Qiu Laoba's elbow was lightly held by a hand.
Lin Sui'an shook his head and sighed, "There's still no progress, Qiu Laoba."
Qiu Laoba's mace fell to the ground with a clang, almost hitting his own foot.
"Fang, Madam Fang! You are okay! You are indeed okay! Great, great! I knew that with your kung fu being so good, Qiu Hong's gang of sticks would definitely not be able to catch you!"
Lin Suijing looked at Qiu Laoba quietly for a long time, but when he saw Qiu Laoba's eyes were open and open, without any evasion or hesitation, he couldn't help but feel a little moved, and said seriously, "You said before that you are willing to repay your life-saving grace with your life. Does it still count?”
Qiu Laoba looked stern and patted his chest, "I, Qiu Laoba, keep my word. Even eight horses can't catch me back!"
Lin Sui'an smiled.
The girl's eyes were bright and beautiful. Qiu Laoba was a little confused. He suddenly remembered what he had said before and thought to himself:
In fact, it’s good to pledge yourself to each other——
Ling Zhiyan was sitting in the Document Hall of Dali Temple, flipping through files in her hand, while her eyes were looking at a bunch of yellow wild flowers in the corner outside the hall. She didn't know the name, and the bright yellow petals were swaying lonely in the wind.
Ever since Mrs. Lin and Hua Yitang left, everything has been peaceful in the eastern capital. The government officials and bad guys in Jingzhao Mansion and Dali Temple are bored, patrolling the streets every day, always on guard, and picking up the thieves in the city. All the thieves have been caught, so they can only pass the time by catching lice.
Chen Yanfan, the minister of Dali Temple, was so happy that he disappeared after noon every day. It was said that he found a new medical clinic to treat hair loss and threw all the sundries from Dali Temple to Zhang Huai, the young minister of Dali Temple.
Lingzhi Yan Xian felt sore all over. She read the unsolved old cases, strange cases and unsolved cases in the filing hall several times, especially the Qingzhou Chengxian County Chronicle in her hand, which she could almost recite backwards and forwards.
For example, this section on the geography and meteorology of Chengxian County is very interesting.
[The terrain of Cheng County is unique. It is close to the lake and backed by mountains, with heavy mountains and wide lakes close to the sea. 】
[Sincerity has been rainy all year round, and April is especially wet. After a continuous rainy day, when the sky is clear and the clouds are clear, the lake and the sky are the same color, and you can see the wonderful scenery in the sky, which is better than the fantasy land of Penglai. This is a model, and Cheng County Fang also has it. It is named after Penglai. 】
[The appearance of strange scenery occurs every year, the day is uncertain, the intervals are not far away, and the difference between before and after is within twenty days. In ancient times, those who were able to observe the stars and observe the phenomena in the sky could predict the times of wonderful sights. 】
"Wonderful scene—wonderful scene..." Ling Zhiyan's eyes followed the flowing clouds and flew to the distant sky, "Could this be-"
"Ling Gong, Ling Gong, Ling Gong! A letter is here!" Mingfeng ran in holding a carrier pigeon. Ming Shu, who was sleeping soundly on the table, was so startled that his waist shivered, and his teeth and mouth were cracked in pain.
Ling Zhiyan was helpless, "Mingfeng, how many times have I told you not to be hasty or impatient when doing things——"
"It's a letter from Hanashiro!"
"What?!" Ling Zhiyan jumped up, grabbed the pigeon, and grabbed the mailbox from the pigeon's claws. The dutiful pigeon had three feathers snatched off by the frizzy Dali Temple Si Zhi, and flew away crying. .
Mingfeng: "..."
Ming Shu rubbed his eyelids and said, "What does Hua Silang want to do with Ling Gong?"
Ling Zhiyan quickly scanned Fei Ge Chuan's book, her eyes became brighter and brighter, she put away the Cheng County Chronicle on the table, picked up her robe and walked out.
Ming Shu and Ming Feng hurriedly followed: "Where is Mr. Ling going?"
"Qingzhou, Cheng County!"
Qiu Thirty-Two lives up to his name, ranking thirty-second among the descendants of the Qiu clan. He is Qiu Hong’s cousin and nephew. He is of lower generation and has little ability. His parents died early, and his family is surrounded by only his cousin. Qiu Laoba was willing to help him a little, but now he can only make a living by cutting firewood and selling rice. He is almost forty, and he still can't marry a wife, and he is about to die alone.
In the middle of the night the day before yesterday, his cousin Qiu Laoba suddenly and mysteriously came to his house. Qian Dingzhu and Wan told him to go to the back mountain of Chengshan Mountain to cut firewood early this morning. He must go as soon as the city gate opens. It must not be too late. He was specifically told to wear clean clothes and to tell the truth if he met anyone on the road.
Qiu Thirty-two was confused, but thinking that this cousin had helped him a lot and was a kind person, he thought about it and did as he said. He took out his only unpatched clothes and put on his axe. He picked up the rope and rushed to the city gate before dawn to wait. As soon as the city gate opened in Chenchu, he hurried up to Chengshan Mountain.
Chengshan Mountain is where the Dragon God Temple is located. The front mountain is guarded by the disciples of the Dragon God Temple. Naturally, they are not allowed to trespass. Qiu Sanji usually cuts firewood in the back mountain and is very familiar with the road. In addition, he has been climbing up and down all the year round and has plenty of physical strength. In half an hour, we arrived halfway up the mountain behind Chengshan Mountain and started the day's work of chopping wood.
In the early morning light, the mountains and forests are like the sea, with small light yellow flowers blooming with tender petals, like shy girls. This is the most common wild flower in the mountains, with only a faint fragrance. There are more flowers blooming in this season, and the fragrance is stronger.
Qiu Sanji was a rough old man and didn't like the fragrant smell very much. He just wanted to finish his work early and go home to rest. He was sweating and waving the ax. The ax was passed down to him by his grandfather. It had been there for some years and the ax blade was already worn out. Qiu Sanzhuo had no money to buy a new axe, so he had to make do with it. When chopping thick wood, he couldn't use his strength and it took a lot of effort. His arms were so sore that Qiu Sanzhuo had to stop and sit down. After a break, he left the ax on the ground. Unexpectedly, something strange happened. The ax flew out with a roar, disappeared into the forest and flowers, and disappeared.
Qiu Sanji was horrified. The ax with the gap was all his belongings. If it was gone, he would have no choice but to go to the street to beg for food and hurriedly chased him out.
The forest is dense, the sun shines in chaos, and the wild flowers flicker in and out, as if little ghosts open and close their eyes. Qiu Sanjiu chases into the deepest part of the forest, slowly stopping. After he came down, he felt something was wrong. Looking around, he found that he was in a place he had never been before. The fragrance of the flowers became more mellow and rich, as if the chirping of birds and insects were buried in it. It was eerily quiet.
Qiu Sanji was sweating coldly, thinking that he might have encountered a mountain spirit ghost. He put his hands together and bowed in a circle, then backed away carefully.
"Haha——" Qingling laughter came from the air, the wind blew without warning, the leaves rustled, and yellow wild flower petals flew all over the sky. Qiu Thirty-Two's knees softened and he knelt on the ground. Kowtow and shout, "Dragon God bless! Dragon God bless! Dragon God bless!"
It's okay if he didn't scream. When he screamed, the laughter became even louder. It seemed to be coming from all directions. He kept laughing "hehehe". Suddenly, the laughter turned and became a man's voice. The sound in his voice was still With a smile.
"Industrious woodcutter, don't be afraid, just raise your head."
Qiu Thirty-two’s head was buried in the wild flowers, “Don’t dare, don’t dare! God, forgive me, I, I, I didn’t mean to intrude on the land of God! I, I, I, I just came here to get my axe!”
"Industrious woodcutter, did you lose this golden axe, or this silver axe?"
The voice sounded far and near, sometimes ethereal, sometimes whispered in the ear, and the last sentence almost blew into Qiu Sanji's neck.
Qiu Thirty-Two raised his head in excitement, and then he was stunned.
More than twenty steps away from him, two axes hung in mid-air, one made of pure gold and the other made of pure silver. Under the baptism of the sun, the golden and silver light shone with the brilliance of revelry.
Qiu Sanji had never seen such a large piece of gold and silver. He was stunned for a moment, with his mouth half open and almost drooling.
The laughter rang again, and a figure floated in the air to the center of the golden ax and the silver axe. He was wearing a robe with wide sleeves, and thin clothes were flying in layers, as if they were woven from one piece of tailoring cloud, like black satin. Her long hair fluttered in the air, and when the sun shone, it seemed like thousands of iridescent lights were blooming.
Against the light, it was almost impossible to see the features, but Qiu Sanji felt as if flowers were blooming in front of his eyes, thousands of birds were chirping, and thousands of stars were shining. It was so beautiful that not even the huge gold and silver ax could suppress the overwhelming beauty of the person in front of him. Brilliance.
"Industrious woodcutter, look carefully. Which ax did you throw away?"
The gold and silver ax slowly floated over, and Qiu Sanji was almost at his fingertips.
If you have these two axes, not to mention getting a wife, you can even go to Guangdu City to buy a yard or open a shop!
Qiu Sanji swallowed his saliva and raised his hand to grab the golden ax. Before his fingers touched it, he felt a sharp pain in his palm. He pulled back his hand suddenly and found that half a pine needle had been inserted into his palm. Suddenly I was scared to death, Qiu Laoba’s warning rang in my ears:
【No matter who you meet, you must tell the truth! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles! 】
Qiu Sanji kowtows crazily, "I, what I threw was an iron axe!"
"Ah, he is such an honest woodcutter," the shadow in the light said with a smile. The gold and silver ax in the air flew into the dense forest. The cold wind blew through the grass blades, and Qiu Sanshi appeared on the ground. Er's iron axe, "For your honesty, I will give you some rewards."
A brilliant golden leaf fell on the iron ax along with the sunlight, making a clanging sound.
The forest was extremely quiet, and the wind blew. Qiu Sanji seemed to hear the rustling sound of flowers falling to the ground after the layers of fragrance were peeled off. The forest became lively again, with birds singing and insects humming. Celebrate that something wonderful and mysterious has quietly come and gone quietly.
Qiu Sanji knelt in silence for a long time, and then he dared to reach out his hand and take out the golden leaf. It was heavy, and he put it between his teeth and took a bite.
My dear, it’s real gold! :,,
