The sky was dark, and there were gray clouds in the dim sky,

In a small village at the junction of Poyang Lake and the Yangtze River, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe in a green shirt stood by the lake, watching the lake and the gray sky become one.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing the middle-aged scribe's green shirt, and there was no expression on the middle-aged scholar's vicissitudes of life, just standing with his hands in his hands, facing this endless gray color, I don't know whether it was the lake or the sky.

Not far behind the middle-aged scribe, there were two newly erected lonely graves, and at this moment, there were traces of paper money burning in front of the two lonely graves.

The cold wind lifted the ashes of the paper money and floated in all directions, up and down, and did not fall for a long time.

An uninvited guest came to the village of Shuangzhong, located at the mouth of Poyang Lake, and that person was the middle-aged scribe in green shirts.

The middle-aged scribe approached some of the local villagers and asked them in detail, and the villagers were more than happy to sign off on to each of his questions. Because the middle-aged scribe who seemed to be very shabby was very generous. As long as a villager talks about some things that have happened these days, he will give some considerable reward, and the reward is not as simple as one or two copper plates, but still white flowers and silver.

After the middle-aged scribe learned what was going on, and what strangers had come to the village these days. The middle-aged scribe burned some paper money at the two lonely graves at the head of the village, and then stood for a long time facing the gray lake.

Although the local villagers had some guesses, they didn't dare to ask the middle-aged scribe.

After the middle-aged scribe had stood for more than half an hour, the villagers looked again at the place where the man was standing, and found that the middle-aged scribe had not known what time had passed, as if the man had never appeared. But the white silver in the arms of the villagers proved that the person had come, and the simple villagers thought that God had opened their eyes, and sent the gods to bring them silver, and they were grateful to the middle-aged scribe.

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Ye Yinfeng and Li Xiaoyao didn't know that there were outsiders in that Shuangzhong Village, let alone that someone already knew about what they had happened in that small village.

They were in a small village on the shore of Poyang Lake, a small village on a relatively flat area, with a few thatched huts scattered along the shores of the lake. Everywhere on the shore of the lake were rocks with jagged edges, and they were being beaten by the water of the lake, wave after wave on the rocks.

Ye Yinfeng carried the little girl named Xiaoru to a dilapidated thatched house, the owner of which can be described as a family with four walls. There was no furniture in it at all, only a tattered table that could not be broken again, and one or two uneven wooden stools were placed in the room.

This was the home of the old man and the little girl, and the old man kindly invited them to sit down, while he himself looked nervous and did not know what to greet the two boys.

The little girl did not think of much food or anything else to entertain the guests in the dilapidated hut, and she ran straight to a smaller hut beside the hut, and brought two worn, worn-out porcelain bowls, which were only two bowls of boiled water.

Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but feel sour when he saw this, and sat at the table and started a conversation with the old man, the villagers in this village had no livelihood at all except for fishing. The old man said that this little girl was a hard-working little girl, and when her father and mother went to the lake to fish last year, there was a sudden strong wind and waves on the lake, and the child's father and mother were swept into the Poyang Lake with the boat, and finally the corpse could not be found. 、

As he spoke, the old man secretly shed tears, and his wrinkled face was covered with tears. And the fat Taoist priest kept teasing her after the little girl brought her boiled water. He didn't seem to hear the old man, and he was having fun with the little girl.

Ye Yinfeng sighed with the old man for a long time before he asked the old man about the Zhang family, and by the way, he also asked the identity of the woman in red. The old man didn't evade anything, and made a detailed reply.

It turned out that the woman in red was the eldest lady of the Zhang family, that is, the granddaughter of the current head of the Zhang family, named Zhang Lingyan. When she was five or six years old, she was taken by a Taoist aunt who came here, saying that this woman had some Taoist relationship with her, so she took her out of Zhang's mansion, and no one knows where she went. However, that Dao Gu occasionally takes this Lingyan back to this mansion every two or three years, but this time the old lady Zhang died, and the Lingyan didn't have time to rush to the funeral, maybe he rushed back before the old lady was buried.

Ye Yinfeng was not interested in the unreasonable and careless Miss Zhang's life, and he hurriedly asked about that aunt. But the old man didn't know very well, he just said that this Daogu was a high-ranking person, otherwise the Zhang family would not be able to rest assured that the eldest lady of his family would be taken away by the other party.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Ye Yinfeng was suddenly bored, this old man was just a villager in an ordinary village next to Raozhou, how could he know so much. So he didn't ask any more about the Zhang family's personnel, and the old man gradually got rid of that sad mentality.

The old man beckoned the two of them to wait here for a while, and he went to the Poyang Lake to catch a few fish and came back. said that he wanted to entertain this life-saving benefactor, there was nothing to entertain here, only the fish in Poyang Lake could entertain.

Ye Yinfeng was reluctant at first, so in such a cold weather, it would definitely be difficult to get the fish in the lake.

But the old man said vigorously, it doesn't matter, the winter fish in this Poyang Lake are the most delicious, and they are also very easy to beat, just find a place to throw some bait over, and a small net will be withdrawn, and there will be three or four unlucky big fat fish falling into the net.

Ye Yinfeng was not reluctant, after all, the other party had good intentions, and the other party had lived here for so many years, and fishing was not easy for them.

The old man walked away with a small fishing net and some fishing tools, and the staggering figure only saw Ye Yinfeng's heart sour.

Seeing this, the empathetic Xiao Ru hurriedly ran to Ye Yinfeng and said to him: "Big brother, don't worry about my grandfather, my grandfather is amazing, we just wait to eat delicious fish after a while." ”

Ye Yinfeng stroked the other party's little head, and his heart was also sad for a while, this little girl of the same age as his little sister was so strong. On the other hand, along the way, I have no confidence in anything, and I am often indecisive.

Li Xiaoyao didn't come to disturb, he could see the changes in Ye Yinfeng's eyes, there were many things he couldn't say directly, it was all up to the other party to understand.

Ye Yinfeng's heart was full of turbulent waves, and his gaze began to become firm. At this time, he felt that no matter how difficult it was, it was impossible to stump himself anymore, and looked at the little girl in front of him, although she was poor, she was still optimistic. She didn't complain about life, she just lived every day happily every day, and this mentality unconsciously affected Ye Yinfeng, all of which even Ye Yinfeng himself didn't know.

And the fat Taoist Li Xiaoyao saw it in his eyes, and his junior brother cheered up, which is of course a good thing. Although he has experienced too much, which strong person has not experienced such and such tribulations, these are just small ones.

Ye Yinfeng took Xiaoru to play by the lake, while Li Xiaoyao watched from the sidelines.

At this time, Ye Yinfeng's heart was peaceful, those family hatreds and blood hatreds were just buried deep in his heart, and he just wanted to enjoy this short period of quiet and peace now.

For a while, the laughter of a blue-shirted boy and a seventeen or eight-year-old girl echoed by the lake, resounding in this dilapidated mountain village. The white cranes everywhere seemed to be infected by them, and they couldn't stop making a light cry of joy.

The sound of cranes, the laughter of human beings, the white cranes that fluttered their wings and wanted to go straight to the sky, the boys and girls who ran around and spread their arms and wanted to fly into the sky, what a picture of harmony and tranquility at this moment.

In less than an hour, the old man came back with three big fish, which were still jumping up and down in his hand, and were in good shape.

The old man's face was a little purple, it should have been frozen in the water in such a cold weather, Ye Yinfeng couldn't say anything about it, all he could do was to sit obediently and wait for the old man to make the fish and enjoy the delicious taste brought by the fish.

The old man skillfully killed the fish, and then went to remove the scales and internal organs, and Xiaoru quickly lit the stove fire, and a puff of green smoke spread in all directions, and the thatch around them was also full of smoke.

Soon, a dinner began in the cooking room of those few fish, no fine wine, no decent dishes and chopsticks. The four of them were silent, eating the delicious taste brought by the fatty fish.

While the night was not yet fully approaching, the dinner ended after the fish were left with only the bones.

Ye Yinfeng and the others said goodbye, and before leaving, Li Xiaoyao handed a piece of silver to the old man, but was blocked by the old man, he meant that the grace of saving lives was greater than the sky, not to mention that this was only a meal.

But Li Xiaoyao insisted on refusing, they pushed each other, and the silver was finally stuffed into the old man's arms. Li Xiaoyao made a strange movement, he put his arm around the old man's shoulder, and didn't know what to say in his ear.

The old man listened to Li Xiaoyao's words in his ear, his face changed slightly, his eyes kept rolling, and his eyes appeared from time to time with a sharp light. At this time, the old man was still an honest villager in an ordinary village, and at this moment he was simply a cunning old fox.

And Ye Yinfeng was saying goodbye to that Xiaoru, not noticing the situation here, he hugged that Xiaoru up, and there was a reluctant look in his eyes.

"Brother Feng, you must come to see Xiaoru when you have time." Xiao Ru's naughty words were also a little reluctant, a pair of black eyes looked at Ye Yinfeng who was hugging her without blinking, she was afraid that if she blinked, the other party would disappear.

"Well, definitely. Xiaoru should be well-behaved and take good care of her grandfather. ”

"Don't lie to Xiaoru, let's pull the hook."

A slender tail finger hooked on the tail finger of an adult, a game that people can't miss an appointment, an agreement that belongs only to themselves, maybe this is just the beginning, or maybe it is also the end.

Li Xiaoyao and Ye Yinfeng took advantage of the night that had not yet completely fallen, and left the thatched house of the old man and Xiaoru.

A slender little girl stared at the two figures, motionless, until the two disappeared from her sight completely, and then turned back to the old man.

"Miss, the old slave was discovered by the Taoist priest."

At this time, it was a strange picture, and the old man hung his head respectfully and whispered to the little girl.

The little girl frowned, but said lightly: "It's okay, he is not hostile to us, maybe we can cooperate." ”

Where is that little girl still that petite and cowardly little girl, at this time, her whole body suddenly exudes an invisible majesty, and her hands and feet reveal a noble and elegant temperament.

The old man's head lowered lower, and he said in a low voice: "The old slave understands, but they have ruined our plan, and I'm afraid we have to make a new plan." ”

"Forget it, people are not as good as heaven, maybe this time is a good thing." The little girl said lightly, "Let's wait and see, maybe there will be a better opportunity." You should be more careful in the future, so as not to show your feet again, lest other people find out. ”

"Yes, the old slave understands, but this time he was really careless, he didn't expect that little Taoist priest to be so experienced in the rivers and lakes. I didn't expect that when he gave the silver, he found out the fluctuations of the old slave's internal strength, but he was just suspicious and didn't know our identity. There is also the old slave who got the news that Nangong Xianchen, the eldest lady of the 'Linglong Valley', and one of her personal maids also appeared in this Raozhou City. ”

"Why did she come here to Raozhou City, wouldn't she also come for that jade pendant." The little girl's brows were tightly locked, with a pensive look, where was the little girl of seven or eight years old, it was simply the expression of an adult woman.

"Probably not, the master and servant should have traveled all the way north from the valley, maybe they just happened to be here." The old man replied respectfully.

"What other characters have appeared on the stage in this Raozhou City, I'm afraid that someone deliberately spread the news about the Zhang family this time. I don't know who the person who sent out the news is, I'm afraid that there will be a storm in this Raozhou city. The little girl said with a sigh.

"The others didn't notice, but there were remnants of the 'Nine Shadows Sect' in this Raozhou City, it is said that a remnant of the 'Nine Shadows Sect' was killed in Nayizhuang, and the corpse had rotted away, and it was impossible to find out how it was killed, and no other remnants of the cult were found in this Raozhou City for the time being. There is another person who also appears more strangely, that person is the old man Fu Aobei, the first group of 'Shengyangmen' in the Central Plains, and this person is also in this Raozhou City. ”

The old man told all the information he had gotten without concealing anything.

When the little girl heard this, she tightened her brows and fell into deep thought.

I didn't think that the night had fallen, and it was completely dark, but the old man lit a candle, and the faint candlelight stretched the little girl's figure long.