"Since you haven't seen it, then your eyes are useless." The young man waved his long sword, and his gesture was really like Lin Yushu's eyes.

Lin Yushu raised his hand and hurriedly blocked it, he was really afraid of being in a hurry.

Not only Lin Yushu, but also everyone else became scared, clenching the pots and pans in their hands, and the garlic at both ends.

However, Lin Yushu waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the sword blade to fall, and there were no cold sword marks on his neck. When he opened his eyes, he found that the young man in brocade did not drop the sword, but put the sword into the sheath and no longer cared.

Lin Yushu didn't know why, and his voice was unstable: "Childe, why did you put it away again?" ”

The young man's sword eyebrows were horizontal, "If you don't put it in the sheath, will it be possible to wipe your neck?" ”

"No, never." Lin Yushu hurriedly covered his neck and said softly: "This son, let's talk slowly, talk well, don't dance with a sword again, don't hurt anyone." ”

"Hmph." The brocade-clothed boy snorted disdainfully, sat by the extinguished bonfire with his long sword, and said, "I'm hungry." ”

The young man's cold words, commanding tone, sounded extremely uncomfortable.

"Hungry? Okay, we still have some food here, so let's warm it up for you. Lin Yushu hurriedly instructed the scholar to prepare.

The scholar was frightened by the brocade-clothed boy, and hated it from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't want to take out good food for the boy to wrap his belly, so he took out two corn tortillas from the baggage at random, "Childe, that's all there is left." ”

Lin Yushu looked at the two brown corn tortillas, somewhat embarrassed, this bit of food was really pitiful.

However, Lin Yushu has always cared about these idle things, he really thought that there were only corn tortillas left to eat, so he handed the things to the young man, and was very sorry: "Childe, I'm sorry, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and I only have ...... left here."

"It doesn't matter." The brocade-clothed young man didn't wait for Lin Yushu to finish speaking, he snatched the tortilla and took a few bites, his expression changed, and he barely swallowed.

Thinking about it, the boy didn't expect that the tortilla was so hard like a stone that it almost broke his teeth.

Lin Yushu instructed the scholar to hand the brocade-clothed boy some water, "Drink some water." ”

"Hmm." The young man raised his head and drank a small half pot of water, but still did not say thank you, full of stubbornness.

After the boy had eaten and drunk enough, he roasted in front of the bonfire for about half an hour, his face was indifferent, he was silent, and the words 'do not approach the living' seemed to be written on the door of his head.

The others were afraid of the sword in the boy's hand, and no one dared to approach it, and they gathered their spirits, focusing on how to use the pots and pans, and the perfect angle to throw the garlic.

After the young man rested for a while, he got up and tidied up his clothes, looked at Lin Yushu, and asked, "How much distance is there to go to Qin'an?" ”

"Childe, are you going to Qin'an County?" Lin Yushu suddenly came to a sense of intimacy, and slightly expressed the friendship of the landlord, "As long as you pass Yongwang City, it will be the county seat of Qin'an." ”

"Hmm." The young man in Jinyi nodded, took out a piece of silver in his sleeve, and threw it to the scholar, saying, "Thank you for telling me." ”

Before the words fell, the young man was already lightly on the ground, trampling on the branches and grass leaves, like floating clouds and flowing water, drifting away.

The scholar was so shocked that his pupils widened: "Childe, he, he flew." ”

"It's not flying, it's probably some kind of powerful kung fu." Lin Yushu has read some ancient books, among which there are descriptions of the heroes of the green forest, flying eaves and walking on the wall. He guessed that it was probably like this, wherever the sword light went, the flowers and trees turned to ashes, and not a single grass grew.

"Childe, this is the silver he left behind." The scholar sent the silver to Lin Yushu.

A piece of broken silver, not much.

At the bottom of the silver is engraved the 'silver number' of the official mansion: Shangyuan, Tongfu.

Lin Yushu looked at it carefully, his legs suddenly weakened, and he suddenly collapsed in the scholar's arms, screaming again and again: "It's broken, it's really bad." ”

The scholar didn't know what was going on, so he followed Lin Yushu and was in a hurry: "Childe, what's wrong?" What the hell is going on? ”

"He's—he's from Kyoto's Pleasure Palace." Lin Yushu's whole face changed.

"The Pleasure Palace? What is that place? "None of the others knew the name that sounded so grand.

Lin Yushu lifted his sleeves and pulled the cold sweat on his forehead, tried to calm down, and said: "Kyoto's Xiaoyao Palace, it's a powerful place, don't ask." Everyone hurriedly packed up their things and left quickly, Quan Dang had never experienced this. ”

"Childe, what should I do with this silver?" The boy asked.

"Find a place to bury it, don't use it, otherwise, we will have a hard time in the future." Lin Yushu instructed and hurriedly sorted out his books.

"Yes." The scholar dug a pit under one of his subordinates and obediently buried the silver.

In the night, after the group finished cleaning up, they walked non-stop and quickly rushed to the front.

…………

Time flickered, and before I knew it, three days had passed.

Su Muyan lamented that time was passing so fast, and at the same time, he also completed a big deal.

Ming Yuxuan finally bought the pickled wolf meat, and the price was expensive.

This is Su Muyan's private inventory, she made a pot of gold, and she spent all the money when she went to Yongwang this time. In addition, the braised meat has been checked, and the wallet is bulging.

Su Muyan successfully restored the status of a little rich woman, and in addition to making money every day, she buys, buys, buys.

On this day, after school, the official brought back a bad news.

"Miss Su, I heard Su Qingyue say that Su Qingyue's condition has become serious, I'm afraid it's ......" Qi Guan Chengcheng stopped talking.

"Wait for me in a moment." Su Muyan looked at the time, took off his apron, walked out of the kitchen, and walked upstairs.

After bathing and changing clothes, Su Muyan hired a doctor, and together with Qi Guancheng, hired a carriage to take the doctor to the outskirts of Qin'an County.

In April, the peach blossoms in the mountains are in full bloom.

The climate in Qin'an County is gradually becoming warmer, and one or two peach blossoms occasionally pop up on the streets, adding a bit of warmth.

The carriage was moving at a very fast pace.

The doctor sat in the car, jolted around by the carriage, and tossed and turned. After getting out of the car, the whole person was dizzy, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

"Miss Su, am I talking too much?" Qi Guan Chengcheng took advantage of the doctor's getting out of the car and took the time to ask.

"Nope." Su Muyan jumped out of the carriage, took the hand of the official and pulled the city down.

"Hmm." Qi Guan Chengcheng followed behind Su Muyan and said no more.

After Su Muyan got out of the car, there was a scene of decay in front of him.

Small houses on the outskirts of the county, empty, with large boundaries.

The kitchen door was tightly closed, and as evening came, there was not a single wisp of smoke.

There was no smoke in the yard, just a faint cry from the house, as if someone was complaining.

Su Muyan heard that it was Tian Yuerong's voice, and shook his head helplessly.

At the end of his life, there was only one word: crying?

It's boring.