Xia Zhaoyi turned around and closed the door, looking at Quan Jiuwei.
She was worried that she would scare him, so she went around and knocked on the door. After all, a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, and he was still a child. If someone was not so courageous, he might be scared to death on the spot.
, but now it seems that I am still quite scared.
"It's rude to come here uninvited," Xia Zhaoyi said with cupped hands, "My name is A Li. Many people have been looking for me recently. Have you heard of my name?"
Of course she had heard of it. Quan Jiuwei said nothing and looked her up and down.
The child deliberately concealed that she was a girl. At first glance, it was indeed difficult to distinguish between male and female. Her appearance was smooth and cute, fair and delicate, but because of this, her sudden appearance in such a night made it even more terrifying.
Xia Zhaoyi let him look at her, then turned to look at the room.
The room is very short, but very spacious. The only light is the light of a candle on the desk. The bookshelf next to the desk is only half filled with books. They are all a bit worn. On the other side is a wooden bed with a thin quilt. It is late autumn.
, which is somewhat insufficient.
"What do you want from me?" Quan Jiuwei asked, without ever putting down the dagger in his hand.
Xia Zhaoyi looked away and said, "Yu He is dead."
"Do you know Yu He?"
"You know him too?" Xia Zhaoyi replied, "So, you may already know that the people who were watching you outside some time ago were sent by Yu He."
Quan Jiuwei frowned: "Why did you come to me?"
Xia Zhaoyi glanced at his dagger and walked over.
Quan Jiuwei subconsciously retreated and left the desk.
As she got closer, the girl's face became clearer in the candlelight, and her eyes were as bright and calm as winter snow.
Quan Jiuwei kept his distance and held the dagger in his hand tightly without relaxing at all.
"I want to ask you a few questions. You must know why the Tang Mansion became the Yu Mansion." Xia Zhaoyi asked.
The expression on Quan Jiu-D's face was still very unkind, and he looked at her more deeply because of her question.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at him. Compared with him, she seemed too calm.
After a long silence, Quan Jiuwei gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you? Who sent you here?"
Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows slightly, paused, and smiled: "That's all, I'll go find Guo Ting, excuse me for disturbing you."
She raised her hand and cupped it again, then turned to leave.
"Don't leave!" Quan Jiuwei shouted suddenly, "You haven't said yet, who are you?"
The child ignored him and walked towards the door to pull the door open.
"Stop!" Quan Jiuwei shouted, stepping forward to catch her.
His hand was empty. He didn't see clearly how the child avoided it. She had already turned around and backed away.
"Why don't you calm down?" Xia Zhaoyi looked at him and said.
Quan Jiuwei's fingers were trembling a little. Seeing the petite figure of the child, he suddenly frowned, raised the dagger he was holding, and stabbed her fiercely.
The blade of the dagger missed again, and the girl stood on his right side.
"All nine dimensions!" Xia Zhaoyi said angrily.
Quan Jiuwei turned around and stabbed her again with the dagger.
The person disappeared again.
The whole nine dimensions clicked, and when I looked around, there were no shadows everywhere.
A gust of cool wind suddenly came, and Quan Jiuwei looked towards the window. The sash was open, and the night outside was dim. The wind was like cold water, and it made goose bumps appear on his body.
He lowered his hand, but his eyes became more and more fierce. He carefully walked to the window, made sure that no one was there, and then closed the window sash.
Quan Jiuwei sat down on the edge of the bed, his heart beating faster and faster.
He raised his head and looked at the door over there. Was there really a girl who came just now?
Why is her skill so fast? Is she a human or a ghost?
And, just leave like that? With her skills, if she wants to sneak attack and plot against him, it is completely possible...
Ali.
Quan Jiuwei said the name very softly in his heart.
Xia Zhaoyi didn't go far, standing under a crooked-neck tree and looking up at Quan Jiuwei's cabin.
In the night, the courtyard was quiet and cold, and the candle on the second floor was dimly lit.
Suddenly, the candlelight was blown out.
Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his gaze, turned and walked away.
It was dark, and with the recent cleaning of the streets and markets, the long street was deserted.
Xia Zhaoyi climbed up a restaurant, followed the outer wall of the restaurant, and climbed to the top of the building.
The wind from high up made a roaring sound, making her hair and clothes flutter. She sat down by the corner of the eaves and patted the dust in her hands.
From high in the sky, you can overlook even further. The huge Kyoto is like a sleeping chess game. As far as the eye can see, you can see the looming Imperial Palace on the horizon.
The square in front of the palace is empty, and the Imperial Street extends out to the various official residences, which are so far away that it is almost impossible to see them clearly.
Xia Zhaoyi reviewed the information collected in the past few days in his mind, and his eyes unknowingly fell on the Huiping Pawn Shop in the distance.
A group of patrolmen passed by, holding torches and lighting up the street over there.
Not a single candlelight shines through the spacious door of Huiping Pawn Shop.
Xia Zhaoyi held her chin with one hand and tilted her head to look over there.
At this moment, she looked towards the corner on the other side of the street, and there seemed to be a figure in the distance, and the direction she was facing was the Huiping Pawn Shop.
The light of the patrol guard gradually faded away. Song Erlang jumped down from the low wall and sat in the corner with a piece of grass in his mouth to pass the time.
He really didn't want to come, but Mr. Cao cried and begged, so he had no choice but to come.
It's not daylight and there is nowhere to go. Although I don't know what to watch here, the grass has been beaten by him and the snake has run away. Only a fool would continue to treat this place as a meeting place.
Feeling sleepy, Song Erlang took off the grass and yawned.
Xia Zhaoyi came from the south street. Song Erlang was wearing black shorts and sitting in a secret corner. His face couldn't be seen clearly.
Xia Zhaoyi raised her toes, and a stone fell into her hand.
She weighed it, raised her hand and threw it towards the corner.
Song Erlang was such a sensitive person. Before the stone fell, he bounced up instantly.
"Who!" Song Erlang shouted in a low voice.
Hearing some movement in his ear, he chased after him, but there was no one there.
Song Erlang looked around, fully alert. The moonlight pushed away the dark clouds and shone on his dark and handsome face.
Xia Zhaoyi paused, it was actually him.
"Who!" Song Erlang shouted again in a low voice, "Come out!"
Xia Zhaoyi thought of Cao Youyun, but she didn't know if Song Erlang was also related to the Huiping pawnshop, or if he discovered something was wrong with Cao Youyun?
You can also ask Song Qingtang about the many confusions you have encountered recently. He definitely knows a lot, but Xia Zhaoyi has a really bad impression of him. If she asks him questions, she is afraid that he will ask a lot of questions in turn.
Already.
By chance, another group of patrol guards came from the north, and the orange light from the torch slowly illuminated the street.
Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to stay, so she turned around and left.
Song Erlang also noticed that someone was coming over there, looked around again, and hid unwillingly.
