Legend of Fei Chapter 72: Go home

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Intentional misleading is deliberate misleading, but telling the lie personally is another matter-especially Zhou Fei has a very good impression of Mrs. Nishang.

Not only did they take her in for a few days, they also gave her a good knife that was very handy.

But good feelings belong to good feelings, and guilt to guilt. If there is something in Wu Chuchu's body, even Qiu Tianji would have coveted it. Even if Zhou Fei had cut off his tongue, it was impossible to tell the truth. This is the priority in her heart. There are counts.

Zhou Fei deliberately hesitated twice, hoping that Mrs. Nishang could use her "tacit" imagination to misunderstand a cause and effect, so she would not ask any more.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Neon's expression was full of interest, and she didn't intend to "suddenly realize".

"Little girl, too capricious," the beautiful and almost scorching woman sat on the wooden chair gracefully and staring at Zhou Fei, her eyelashes hanging down like two heavy and gorgeous butterfly wings, Madam Neon. With one hand resting on his chin, he digs into the root and asks the bottom of the question, "What's the reason for that?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

Immediately, she confided her heart and adapted the reason why she had chased Mu Xiaoqiao’s valley: "This time I went out with my brother. The elders in the family were too partial on the way. I was not angry for a while. I ran out, but I was bumped into by Miss Wu. She came out to chase me... Well, who knew I met a horse thief and robbed passers-by on the road. I was enthusiastic about it, and chased me to take care of my business. Then, I chased after the Lord Suzaku. In the dark prison."

When Zhou Fei said this, her expression was not very righteous and arrogant-but it is not a violation of peace. It is indeed inconvenient to preach this kind of thing like struggling for pets and frustration. If Mrs. Nishang hadn’t heard of the descendant of Nandao Huarong’s "great achievements" was revealed by Xie Yun in advance that "Qiu Tianji intercepted and killed Wu's orphans in Huarong". She felt that she might really believe in this little girl.

Lady Neon finds it quite interesting, because Zhou Fei does not seem to belong to that kind of very smart girl. Madam Neon can speak much more than she is when she is her age.

When facing strangers, Zhou Fei had the taciturn characteristic of the old man who was born with swords and swords. It was a bit reliable, but it seemed to have no scheming and was very easy to be calculated. If she speaks, others will worry about her impulsiveness, worry about her being ignorant and sinister... but probably won't worry about what she is hiding.

So when she really concealed something, she seemed to show no trace.

"Dogs that bite don't bark." Mrs. Nishang said in her heart, "It's really the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves forward."

She picked up the fine porcelain tea cup, took a sip, followed Zhou Fei's words with a smile: "This is not common. Wouldn't the average elders spoil girls more?"

Zhou Fei had to smile awkwardly.

"When I was your age, I didn’t know what is called'grief'," Fortunately, Mrs. Nishang let her go and talked about herself indifferently, "Whoever talked to me at that time , The voice is lowered by three points first, what I want, just say a few nice words, naturally someone will rush to get it for me... Once I was playing the piano upstairs, and someone downstairs was very noisy, I A little unhappy, he pulled off the tassel on the piano and threw it out. Many people smashed their heads in order to fight for the tassel."

Zhou Fei's fingers flicked the thin lines on the scabbard of Wangchun Mountain, and he was secretly relieved. Following Mrs. Nishang's voice, she imagined the scene of the enchanting concubine Baosi Fenghuo playing with the princes, she gave a slight sigh , But then he said seriously: "That probably needs to be very prosperous."

According to Zhou Fei's observation, if it is a place like the north-south junction at the foot of Hengshan Mountain, let alone the big girl playing the piano upstairs, even if she hangs herself upstairs, it will not cause onlookers.

Mrs. Nishang whispered: "The rivers and lakes at that time were really blooming. You rode on the road, as if it was a sunny day everywhere. Of the ten inns where you settled down, eight were right and wrong. The wandering storytellers of Yiqi are very happy. The story comes one after another, and they open their mouths. The young man travels all over the world, and the red makeup is famous. If you are famous enough, you can receive a very similar hero post every three to five. Those who are challenging, some are looking for you to watch the game. Many young people who are fledgling want to get ahead, so they prepare a dozen posts and challenge the predecessors one by one...Of course, most of those who are so impetuous have been beaten back to their hometowns."

"Is it like Ji Yunshen?" Zhou Fei wanted to ask, looking at the little nostalgia on Madam Nishang's face, she swallowed it back, not disappointed.

"It's different from you now. When I was as old as you, I was stupid and stupid. I felt that the whole world was in my applause, and I didn't have your defensive heart."

Zhou Fei's heart jumped, and she always felt that there was something in her words.

"Do you know that feeling? It's like overnight, the landscape is still the same, but people are scattered." Madam Nishang sighed, and did not say a word for a while, until Zhou Fei began to be a little fidgety. He said again, "Girl, go back and tell Chitose worry for me, telling him not to come to Shaoyang to look for me next time, and the Yuyi squad will move out."

Zhou Fei: "...what?"

Mrs. Nishang hummed like a gossamer: "And see that the old stone beside the bridge is full of frost, and it's too far away from people..."

The sentence Zhou Fei happened to read was a sentence from Xie Yun's new drama.

Mrs. Neon's voice is not as clear as an ordinary actress, but rather low-pitched. Her words are not very clear, and she penetrates into the ears, like a small piece of sandpaper, gently rubbing against the person's scalp.

Zhou Fei couldn't help asking: "Where is the madam going?"

"Where can I go? Where can I go? I, I spent most of my life guarding a secret, and I want to get rid of it every day. Unexpectedly, there are stupid people rushing to ask for it. What else can I do? What to do? Naturally, find a place to bury it, and then there will be gratitude and revenge." Mrs. Nishang gave a short smile, and then closed with a smile, she turned to Zhou Fei and asked, "Zheng Luosheng really killed you. Of?"

Zhou Fei said honestly: "No, I just helped delay it for a while, it's Bei... It was Senior Ji who used the soul-searching needle to renew the meridians, and finally Zheng Luosheng's hands were bladed."

Mrs. Nishang listened and nodded thoughtfully. She seemed to be too tired to talk too much, waved her hand, and signaled Zhou Fei to leave on her own.

Zhou Fei actually had a lot of questions in her mind, but Mrs. Nishang had already made it clear that it was a "secret", and she seemed uninterested to ask questions rashly—not to mention that she didn't tell the truth.

With all kinds of thoughts in her mind, and at the same time, her mind was full of the ten miles of sunny rivers and lakes described by Mrs. Nishang, absent-mindedly returning to her temporary house, she saw Li Yan sitting next to her bed as soon as she opened the door. I don't know where to get a dozen colorful ribbons, and I'm making a tie for the red five bat prints there.

Zhou Fei rolled his eyes: "Why are you still here?"

When Li Yan saw her push the door in, she spit out the ribbon in her mouth: "There is something very important, I forgot to tell you."

Zhou Fei didn’t know how Li Yan brazenly associated the word “important” with herself. She closed the door of the room, put her arms around her chest, and put out a pair of “you book”. "Early playing the face of retreat without a foundation," silently urged Li Yan to let go of the fart.

Li Yan said quickly: "When you competed with that **** coal, I heard the man say a few words to the class master's sister."

The "man" can only be Xie Yun, because in Mrs. Nishang's small courtyard, he is a little green with red flowers. Zhou Fei didn't bother to correct the sensational name "Sister of the Class", and slowly put his hands down. Come down.

Li Yanren gave the nickname-mainly from her unlucky elder brother-Li Dazhuang, she has been a master of complaints since she was a child, not only has a quick mouth, but also has good ears.

If other people’s ears and eyes are all due to their profound skills, Li Yan seems to be very talented in this respect. She is especially sensitive to the voice of people talking. She can feel a few words in other people’s whispers. In the business of "eavesdropping", no one of my peers can match it.

Zhou Fei hesitated and asked: "What did you say?"

It's rare for Li Yan to show off her usefulness in front of her, her lips swiftly, and she repeated the conversation between Xie Yun and Mrs. Nishang verbatim.

Before she finished speaking, she realized that Zhou Fei's expression was wrong, and Li Yan said aloud, "A Fei, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

It's over, it's time to wear it!

Thinking about the smile of Mrs. Neon's just now, Zhou Fei was embarrassed as if she had just run naked on the street. His face was red and white, white and blue, and the color changed like a revolving lantern.

Dismissed Li Yan indiscriminately, Zhou Fei covered her face with one hand, and lay on her back on the bed, hesitating about how to explain this to Madam Nishang, telling the truth, it was a lie that broke herself. Pull it back and swallow it?

Or cheeky pretending nothing happened?

Zhou Fei has been so hard-working these few days, and he has fallen asleep in a daze before he can think of a reason.

Until the dawn broke, the first ray of morning light pierced her eyelashes, and there was a faint sound of a flute in the yard. Zhou Fei suddenly woke up from her dream, "Hula" and sat up from the bed with a painful expression on her face. I twisted my stiff neck a few times, quickly cleaned myself up, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

Then she was stunned.

The tables, chairs and benches in the courtyard remained the same, and the flowers, vines, and trees were as they were yesterday. Only the girls who woke up before dawn to practice exercises were gone.

The Yaoqin on the stone table and the feathers on the branches of the tree also disappeared, leaving only a lazy Xie Yun on the lonely swing stand.

He wiped the ridiculous disguise on his face, stretched his leg and put it on the small table next to him, holding a crude flute in his hand, playing a small tune.

In addition to this, yesterday, Yingyingyanyan’s small courtyard was silent, like a lady in neon clothes and singing girls, all of them are a group of invisible ghosts and spirits, which brought her a weird experience. The dream of the yellow beam went away without a trace in the fog of the night weather.

Xie Yun interrupted the sound of the flute, raised his head and waved at her: "Morning."

Zhou Fei was not in the mood to care about him, so she ran all the way to Mrs. Neon's embroidery room. The doors and windows of the house she lingered around were wide open, and the screen and the incense burner inside were not moving. The two tea cups on the small table were still It was confiscated, as if the owner of the house was only going out to water a flower...Only the heavy sword named "Yin Shenxue" on the wall was gone.

"Don't look, let's go." Xie Yun walked up at some point, leaning on the side like boneless, stretched his waist, "These are all the old tricks of the Hakata squad."

Zhou Fei stepped forward and touched the teacup on the table. I don’t know if it’s her illusion. She always felt that there was still some residual temperature on it, and said: "Mrs. Nishang told me yesterday that she has been guarding a lot of people. Is the secret that I want to find out related to Shanchuan Sword? It's the Haitian you talked about..."

Xie Yun interrupted her lightly and firmly: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhou Fei raised his head to meet his eyes, Xie Yun's gaze was drooping, and his face was a little lacking in blood. He blinked gently, his expression was a bit of loneliness: "Don't mention that word casually. As far as I know, everyone who has something to do with it has almost died."

Zhou Fei gave his stomach a blank expression: "I think you will play tricks with me again."

Xie Yun let out a cry and bent down with a grin, "You murdered... that... brother!"

Zhou Fei: "Who are you brother?"

"You are my own brother." The dumb Lord Duan took two steps back hurriedly, and then said with a rogue face, "There are too many secrets in the rivers and lakes, nothing unusual, every hundred and eighty. There is a story about treasures and secrets in the year. Have you never heard of it? You can think about the unthinkable."

Zhou Fei has heard it, but most of them are clichés, and they don't sound like real.

What exactly is "the sea and the sky"?

According to the reaction of Qinglong Lord Zheng Luosheng, it seems that he killed Yin Wenlan for this.

However, in the vast arena, everyone's desires are different. There are people who ask for money, people who ask for power, people who ask for mercy... There are also a small group of top masters who ask for Wuzheng Tao, a name in history, what kind of Can his treasure or cheat book satisfy so many thoughts, so everyone scrambles wildly, and even the grandmaster-level figures of the year will fall?

Zhou Fei curled his lips and said suddenly: "You said will this secret be pursued to the end, everyone finally got the result of your death and life, then dig graves, go through hardships, and finally find a bag with three layers inside and three layers outside. Opened the small box, there are two characters in it?"

Xie Yun wondered: "What word?"

Zhou Fei said: "Do, dream."

Xie Yun stayed for a while, then took a step back and laughed while leaning on the railing.

His laughter was interrupted by a barking dog.

There was a sound of slaps at the door of the Yuyiban, and a familiar middle-aged man said solemnly: "Excuse me, the hostess, can my ignorant young lady be a guest at your residence?"

Zhou Fei was taken aback for a moment, and her eyes lit up suddenly-she heard the voice, this was Director Ma who taught the disciples of Xiushantang back then!

Leaving home for so long, Zhou Fei almost forgets what his family is like, panic and grievance along the way, Li Sheng, who is nowhere to be seen, brother Chenfei who died tragically, and Miss Wu, who is lonely, have not been able to contact so far. The old lady of Wang, the crazy withered hands in Huarong City, the heart-warming letter written by the master to Zhou Yitang...and her inexplicable name, which is so inexplicable, these things that are almost inexhaustible are usually deeply suppressed by her. In the bottom of my heart, even if it was an accidental encounter with Li Yan, he didn't mean to confide in the slightest—because it was really useless to tell her.

Until this moment, everything broke out. Zhou Fei rushed out without saying a word. When she passed by, Xie Yun saw her eyes a little red.

Wu Chuchu and Li Yan, who was sleepy-eyed, were also disturbed by the sound, and ran out hurriedly.

Zhou Fei took a deep breath and opened the door. Outside the door, the disciples of Shibazhai, headed by Maggie, showed a little guard when the door was loosened, and then collectively shocked the next moment.

Ma Jili's knocking hand was still in the air, stunned for a long time: "A Fei?"