"We'll meet again",

A voice suddenly came into Ye Yinfeng's ears, and he couldn't help but be startled, and the sight of the man in white leaving was retracted, and he looked around in private. But seeing that everyone around him showed a look of amazement, they didn't seem to hear this voice, and he looked at the fat Taoist priest again.

I saw Li Xiaoyao's eyes shoot a fine light, and he kept looking at the departing young man in white and the shadow standing on the boat.

"Did you hear anyone talking to you just now?" Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but ask him.

Li Xiaoyao retracted his gaze and shook his head suspiciously, indicating that he had not heard anything.

He asked the same question to the little fat man Li Congjia, and the little fat man also said that he had not heard anything.

Could it be that the man in white said it to himself, he secretly thought in his heart, but he didn't know the other party, why did the man in white leave him such a sentence when he left. Ye Yinfeng was very puzzled, he still couldn't think of any answer. He glanced again at the old man who had come with them, but saw that the old man drank alone as if he had seen nothing. A lonely back, like an endless depression.

Ye Yinfeng still gave up this idea, and he turned his gaze to Jiangzhong again.

The white-clothed young man stood under the crane's back, waiting for the crane to fly over the boat. The boy suddenly leapt off the crane's back and landed steadily on the shadowy boat. The shadow didn't seem to object to the arrival of the young man in white, staring ahead without saying a word. The young man stepped forward and stood side by side with the woman at the head of the boat. At this time, it seems that there is only a pair of men and women standing side by side in heaven and earth, and they are like a pair of talented and beautiful women made in heaven.

The boat shuttled quickly on the splashing surface of the river, like an arrow up the river. The splashing waves fell beside their boats like white lotuses in full bloom.

The boat, the fairy, and the young man in white gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

For a while, the third floor of the main restaurant was quiet, and everyone was silent, marveling at the white-clothed young man who flew away, or perhaps marveling at the big white crane that was extremely rich.

"Fat Taoist, what do you want?"

Ye Yinfeng saw a strange look in Li Xiaoyao's eyes, and couldn't help but ask him.

"This Taoist priest is thinking, one day there will be a chance to slaughter this white crane, this immortal Dao really hasn't eaten white crane meat."

The fat Taoist priest laughed with a lewd smile and screamed strangely.

At this time, the white crane that was slowly flying over the boat on the river shivered inexplicably, its wings couldn't help but pause, and it almost fell from the air.

"Poof",

When Ye Yinfeng heard this, he was shocked, and the wine in his mouth squirted out violently, he didn't expect this fat Taoist priest to have such a strange idea, he glanced at Li Xiaoyao and said: "Fat Taoist, don't kill, we Taoists can't easily kill people." Otherwise, it will be a heavenly send. ”

The fat Taoist wiped the wine that was sprayed all over his face by Ye Yinfeng, but he was not angry, he said to him in a mysterious tone: "Bullshit, the Taoist priest is not a monk, why can't he kill." To tell you the truth, this white bird is not a good bird. Once I believe in your senior brother, if you have a chance in the future, you must slaughter this white crane. ”

"Then tell me what the origin of this white crane is." Ye Yinfeng was obviously also interested in what this fat Taoist priest said.

"You'll find out later."

The fat Taoist priest obviously didn't want to tell him, so he sold him a pass, Ye Yinfeng asked several times, who knew if the fat Taoist priest refused to say it. Ye Yinfeng was so angry that he didn't want to beat him, but thinking about it, he was not the opponent of the Taoist priest now, so he had to give up. However, the two discussed that they would slaughter the big white crane and kill half of each person.

He knew that the fat Taoist priest didn't just want to eat the white crane's flesh if he wanted to slaughter it, there should be other reasons. I don't know why, he was also very uncomfortable when he saw the white crane. As for why he felt this way, he couldn't say, whether it was because he saw the young man in white standing side by side with the woman in white, and he felt jealous. But he rejected the idea, after all, he didn't see the woman's true face clearly, and he couldn't say how he felt about the woman. And although the young man in white was a one-sided relationship, this person gave him a very kind impression. As for why he felt this way, he didn't think about it, and he might find the answer later.

When Ye Yinfeng and the two discussed calculating the white crane, the little fat man Li Congjia was sulking alone. He only ate a few bites of the dishes on the table, and he didn't even drink a glass of wine.

"Smack",

A thick, fat hand slapped the back of his head.

Li Congjia looked at it, but it was the fat Taoist priest who looked at him angrily.

"Little Liuzi, you are so good, you were defeated by someone in a few words, you have to remember, you are the prince, you may have to sit on the throne in the future, think about what to do in the future." Li Xiaoyao saw that he was so uncompromising, and he was heartbroken. Of course, he didn't speak loudly to Li Congjia, and only the three of them could hear it.

"I don't want to sit in that position, I just want to listen to the song just now and be satisfied." The little fat man muttered, and then said, "The violinist left just now, and he didn't play the pipa anymore." ”

"What?"

When Li Xiaoyao heard this, he immediately couldn't cry or laugh, and his feelings were really wrong just now. He looked at the position of the violinist just now, and sure enough, the young female luthier left at some point, and he raised his hand and wanted to pat the back of the little fat man's head.

"Fat Taoist, forget it, the king of Anding doesn't want to sit in that position, just let him go, besides, he may not be able to sit in his turn." Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng persuaded Li Xiaoyao.

The guests on the third floor checked out one after another, and the remarks of the mysterious young man in white really gave them a head start. After the boy left, they also felt bored, and seemed not in the mood to enjoy the snow anymore. Maybe after this, many people will forget all this, forget the remarks of this young man in white, they are willing to deceive themselves rather than see the current situation, this may be the current Southern Tang people.

When Ye Yinfeng and the three of them came out of the Xunyang Restaurant, it was almost time.

Looking around, Ye Yinfeng found that the shadow that was stuck behind them disappeared at some point. He couldn't help but look at the fat Taoist Li Xiaoyao suspiciously, and asked, "What about that old-timer, why don't you see anyone?" ”

And Li Xiaoyao was gloomy on the side, and the little fat man behind him was also silent. Ye Yinfeng was surprised and asked again.

"He's gone to deal with some annoying tails." Li Xiaoyao replied angrily.

"Tail", Ye Yinfeng was startled, thought about it carefully, and found that when they came out of Chen's mansion, they inexplicably felt that someone was following them, and at first he thought that Master Chen secretly sent more people to protect them. But listening to Li Xiaoyao's words, it is obviously not.

"It can't be the Heavenly Alliance." Ye Yinfeng immediately suspected the killer of the Thorn Heaven Alliance, after all, he still had palpitations about the pervasive existence of the Thorn Heaven Alliance, and he asked Li Xiaoyao softly.

"No," Li Xiaoyao shook his head and replied, the little fat man behind him showed a solemn look, a decadent expression, and muttered in his mouth: "I said it, I'm not interested in this position, why does he still refuse to let me go, why, can't I want to live the life I want." ”

Li Congjia's tone gradually rose from the beginning of the soft mutter, so that the words that came out were almost shouted out. The voice was not deliberately suppressed, causing the people around them to look at the three of them with strange eyes.

Ye Yinfeng also vaguely guessed in his heart, it was the open and secret struggle of the princes in the palace. He let out a long sigh, since they didn't say anything, he didn't want to chase anything more.

The three of them were in a heavy mood along the way, each with their own thoughts, and the three of them didn't talk about anything anymore, and went all the way to Chen's mansion. Ye Yinfeng was thinking about how to find the killer of the Assassin Heaven Alliance and find the main culprit behind the scenes. Li Xiaoyao is looking forward to one day being able to unify the Taoist sect and become a Taoist honor.

The funeral of Chen's Mansion was held as scheduled, and the ritual had to be done for 7749 days before the funeral took place.

When Ye Yinfeng and the three of them returned to the Chen Mansion, they saw that the guests of the Chen Mansion were like clouds, and the subordinates of each suit were shuttling back and forth in the courtyard. The courtyard of the Chen Mansion was covered with white curtains, as if it had blended with the snow. The sound of gongs and drums came from the mourning hall in the backyard of the Chen Mansion, adding a bit of excitement to this Xiaosu Dehua City.

When they returned to Chen's mansion, Chen Shounian only tied a white filial piety belt, and hurriedly greeted them, and he welcomed the three of them into another larger guest room, and left in a hurry.

Ye Yinfeng looked at the guest room, which was twice as large as Li Xiaoyao's original guest room, with a heating stove placed in the four corners of the room, and a delicate table with a Longquan celadon teapot and a few celadon teacups. There was also a rising sandalwood incense next to the windowsill, which filled the room with a faint scent of sandalwood.

The fat Taoist priest Li Xiaoyao stretched his waist, reached out and touched the teapot, and found that the celadon teapot was still hot and very hot. Obviously, Chen Shounian had already prepared it, and brewed the tea leaves in the celadon teapot. He poured a cup of tea for each of the other two, held the teacup, and took a sip.

"Come, Xiao Liuzi drink a cup of tea and dissipate his anger, this is Wu Yue's first-class Longjing." He beckoned to the little fat man.

The little fat man absentmindedly picked up the teacup and poured it violently, but he was choked by the tea and coughed for a while.

Ye Yinfeng didn't reach out to take the teacup, he walked to the bed in the front room, and reached out to pick up the Wufeng that Tong Cangtai had built for him and was named after himself. I don't know when the Wufeng was sent here, apparently Chen Shounian took the sword from Li Xiaoyao's original room.

Ye Yinfeng held Wu Feng in his hand, a sharp aura diffused, and his eyes showed a sharp light.

"You've decided." Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao asked.

"Hmm", he responded, his sleek body and a determined look in his eyes. Maybe that Li Ermazi is innocent, but he has already revealed his whereabouts to the killer. Although Ye Yinfeng said that he was not a person who loved to kill, that person had indirectly endangered him, so he decided that Li Er Mazi would become Wu Feng's first sword ghost, and Wu Feng's first blood drink would be Li Er Mazi.

"Although that man is evil in his daily life, but his sin is not unto death, you have decided, and I will not persuade him much. But you still have to pay attention to the fact that you have less killing thoughts in the future, otherwise the killing thoughts are too heavy and it is easy to go crazy. Li Xiaoyao sighed and told him.

The night was deep and quiet.

The watchman just rang, and the hour was announced, and it was the time of the child.

At this time, Dehua City was in a state of silence, and occasionally there were a few barking dogs.

Listening to the rain building, in a private room, there were bursts of moaning. On the bed in the private room, an intertwined figure writhed continuously, and the figure full of horizontal flesh pressed against the slender figure. The figure on it seemed to be venting strongly, and I saw him working hard and impacting fiercely. The figure beneath him groaned incessantly, and his distorted face gradually became rosy.

Suddenly, the fleshy figure roared, and fell softly on the figure below him.

A quarter of an hour later the man got up and threw a silver ingot on the couch. The man dressed himself, turned and left the private room, leaving only the slender figure on the couch with a mournful look.

Li Er Mazi walked out of Tingyu Building, and after a few streets was his mansion. At this time, he was alone, and his brothers were all sent away by him. He hummed a little tune in his mouth, and muttered after a while: "Hmph, what can the people who come from the imperial capital do, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and he can still ask for the life of Uncle Ben." ”

A cold wind blew from the ground, and he couldn't help but shiver. He looked up, only to see a figure standing in front of him, ghostly in the reflection of the snow.

A fear that he had never felt before, he wanted to turn around, but found that his body seemed to be unable to turn, he wanted to scream, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something.

He looked at the figure in horror, but saw that the man showed him a warm smile, and the man's smile changed again, and changed into a black and white face like hell.

A fishy smell came from his lower crotch, and he only felt that he couldn't breathe for a moment, his consciousness dissipated, and his body slowly fell to the ground. But his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something terrible.

Ye Yinfeng was speechless for a while, he didn't expect that this Li Ermazi would be scared to death. He held Wu Feng in his hand and muttered, "It looks like this person doesn't deserve to be drunk by you." ”

(End of Volume 1)