The four guardians also had no self-awareness, and did not realize that they were taking up too much space. Instead, they were attracted by the smell of smoked pork head in the kitchen, and they all stood there without leaving.
Aunt Lin hurriedly asked Tan Ran to sweep up the water on the floor, moved out tables and chairs, and wanted to treat the four people to a meal and drink - since they were the eldest lady's friends, she couldn't neglect them.
While she asked Yuan Yuan to keep an eye on the medicine stove, she went to ask Mrs. Song and asked Tan Ran to help set the tea bowls. She was very busy.
Mrs. Song came out of Song Qinghui's house and was shocked when she saw Song Huiyue with a bruised nose and swollen face. Before she could feel distressed, she saw four mountains standing in the yard.
The bodies of these four people are not particularly burly, but their presence is too strong. Every movement is filled with endless effort. The tables, chairs and benches are all banging, making people's ears and eyes full of these four people.
, it’s hard to ignore.
Mrs. Song greeted the four of them casually with a forced smile, walked quickly to Song Huiyue, stepped forward to hold her hand, and felt the cold palm of her hand, which made her even more shocked.
Why are my hands so cold on this hot day?
She took Song Huiyue to the house to see the wound and change clothes. Song Huiyue was weak and at her mercy, sitting listlessly in a chair, unable to say a word.
Through the open window, she watched the excitement outside, watched the clouds disperse in the sky, and watched the wind blowing various shapes on the tree crowns. She was entranced.
Mrs. Song took the time to bring a bowl of perilla, ginger and plum tea, and sat down next to Song Huiyue.
She didn't know where the injuries on Song Huiyue's head came from. She only knew that Song Huiyue was often away from home recently, busy getting back Yinxiao from Zhang Xutang. Occasionally, she could eat and drink when she went home.
, full of fighting spirit, not as depressed as now.
Passing the tea to Song Huiyue, she said softly: "Drinking tea, are you having trouble finding Yinxiao?"
Song Huiyue took the tea cup, but she had no appetite to drink it, and she didn't talk about Yin Xiao's life or death. She only whispered: "Can't find it."
Mrs. Song asked: "It has been five years since Yinxiao came to our house."
Song Huiyue nodded.
"Everyone has their own fate," Mrs. Song slowly comforted her, "We are lucky to have such a down-to-earth child at home. Now that he is missing, we will try our best to find him, but everything must be done according to the rules of the people.
Destiny, isn’t it?”
After hearing this, Song Huiyue said with tears in her eyes: "Auntie, Yinxiao's life is so miserable."
After hearing this, Mrs. Song was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "There is nothing that is not bitter."
Then she reached out and touched Song Huiyue's hair: "Although it is very painful, we have to go on because we have hope in our hearts. When your father died, I took Qinghui everywhere to seek medical treatment. It was the most painful time.
But when I think that you followed the prince to Tanzhou safely and are waiting for me to take care of you, I am no longer afraid, and you will get through it no matter how hard it is."
Song Huiyue rarely heard Mrs. Song mention the period after her father's death.
In fact, at that time, Mrs. Song went from being a pampered wife of an official to a family member of a criminal official. She fell from the clouds into the mud. She also took a sick child everywhere to seek medical treatment. There were only two aunts in the family who had no idea.
Very hard.
Her voice became very soft, like a bird returning to its nest, attached to Mrs. Song: "Auntie, I still have to go find Yin Xiao, Yin Xiao may be waiting for me too."
Mrs. Song looked down at her big deer-like eyes: "Then how long will you be looking for?"
Song Huiyue looked at the dispersed clouds outside and gathered again: "I don't know, until I find it I don't want to look for it anymore."
"But if Yin Xiao has already - already..." Mrs. Song avoided the word "death".
"Then I'll do the same thing until I'm tired." Song Huiyue lowered her eyes and looked at the tea in her hand. The dried bayberry inside was slowly stretching in the water.
She looked for it, but Zhang Xutang's road seemed to be blocked. He would rather die than let Song Huiyue get her wish, so she took the four tails to Ni Peng and asked for a drawing of Zifangsi.
Gyeonggi map.
Xie Zhou dug three feet into the Daxiangguo Temple and found no clues. There was no need to go there. There were so many forbidden troops inside the Daxiang Temple that Zhang Xutang's dead soldiers couldn't fly in even if they had wings, so there was no need to go here.
Song Huiyue scribbled on the map, and finally decided to start searching from Zhouqiao Street where the Zhang family was located.
The four masters did not go out to have fun and look for help. You Song and others were groping inch by inch, trying to touch every tile and brick on Zhouqiao Street.
They searched Zhouqiao Street, Caomen Street, and Yu Street, leaving crescent marks everywhere, but still found nothing.
Neither Yinxiao nor the dead members of the Zhang family left traces of eating, drinking, or defecating in these places.
Song Huiyue found it until the tenth day of July, which happened to be the day of the Beginning of Autumn.
Although it was the beginning of autumn, the sun was simply poisonous and made people feel sore all over. Song Huiyue put crosses on all the big and small maps drawn by Zifang Si.
But she had no news about Yin Xiao.
Her face was itchy, and the sun was too strong, causing her to peel off a layer of skin. Her face was visibly blackened, and even her eyeballs seemed to have become darker. When she looked at people, she looked deep and desperate.
of light.
If you want to look for it again, you have to leave the city.
But outside the city, the sea is vast and the sky is high. Where will Zhang Xutang's people take Yin Xiao?
She didn't even have a direction, so she could only ask aimlessly on the dock for two days. Finally, she had no choice but to think that Yin Xiao might not have been captured by Zhang Xutang, but had entered the Wuyou Cave.
Yinxiao was very familiar with Wuyou Cave. Perhaps he wanted to escape from the pursuit of the Zhang family but did not want to implicate himself, so he lived in Wuyou Cave.
Moreover, the situation inside Wuyou Cave is very complicated, and the people inside are of all kinds. It would be difficult for the Zhang family to catch him.
The more Song Huiyue thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, completely forgetting that King Jin of Wuyou Cave had already been searched.
Even Li Changfeng in the Forbidden Army always thought that Song Huiyue and his gang were thieves. When he saw them descending into Wuyou Cave, he immediately thought that they were going to cause trouble. If he didn't arrest them now, he would lead the people without saying a word.
Followed in.
Who would have thought that You Song and others entered the cave just to find someone, but he couldn't stand the filth and lawlessness in the cave, so he carried out a small-scale cleaning of the cave.
Song Huiyue put on a soap-colored short brown suit and suede boots, dressed herself as a man, brought two short knives, a pot of slingshot, and a candle and entered the Worry-free Cave.
The Wuyou Cave is extremely humid and stuffy, and mosquitoes fly around unscrupulously, biting people on the face without warning. The long mouths of mosquitoes carry the putrid smell and filth in the cave, and burrow into people's skin, which is painful and itchy.
Hard to handle.
When she first entered the cave, it was the cold season. The cold wind was raging in the cave, the soil was cold and hard, and the stale smell inside made the cold wind freeze. It was still bearable, but now that she entered again, the smell inside was carried upwards by the hot air.
The steam immediately reached the point of nauseating.
The people in Wuyou Cave, regardless of age or sex, were all naked, with their chests exposed and their dead gray eyes staring at the people who came in.