Chapter 566 The mute girl hasnt left yet! Huai Min hasnt gone to bed either [Please vote for me!]
Bang bang——!
"Huaimin, Huaimin, hey, hey, hey, is Yuan Huaimin sleeping?"
Bang bang bang——!
Ouyang Rong knocked on the door in the middle of the night and shouted with concern.
There was silence in the courtyard for a while. After a while, there was a "dong" sound, and someone in the room in the courtyard seemed to fall out of bed.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door inside should have been pushed open, and there was also a burst of hurried footsteps, getting closer and closer to the courtyard door.
Ouyang Rong, who was holding the piano at the door, looked pleased and waited for Brother Huaimin to open the door.
The footsteps in the yard suddenly faded away.
"Squeak——!"
The door closed, and there was even a sound of being re-locked.
Someone returned to bed again.
Ouyang Rong:......??
"Yuan Huaimin, Yuan Huaimin, hey! I know you haven't slept, why did you run back halfway? Open the door, open the door quickly."
"Sleeping." The person in the room turned over.
Ouyang Rong said with a straight face: "If you don't open, I will go in."
"I really fell asleep, but I was woken up by the noise... If you leave now, I will fall asleep soon..."
Before Yuan Huaimin finished complaining and mumbling, he heard a "bang" and the sound of the courtyard door being kicked open from the outside.
He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but his eyelids twitched.
"Hey, you didn't lock the door. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction. After entering the yard, he put down the piano case and walked around.
He didn't even enter the locked master bedroom and ran to the kitchen.
Yuan Huaimin buried his head in the quilt and covered his ears, but the sound of thunder and clattering of pots and pans could be heard outside.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I got out of bed, walked barefoot, and opened the door.
"Brother Lianghan, what do you want to do?" he asked with a sad look on his face.
"Borrow the kitchen and make some food to go with the wine. It's okay. You can sleep in your bed. We won't waste any time. Just pretend that I don't exist..."
"Hey, your yard is nice. It has its own kitchen. The shabby yard where I lived before was too small. Even the mice couldn't live in it. They had to eat fast.
"As expected of Jiangzhou Governor, this new accommodation is good, but Brother Huaimin is now prosperous and has forgotten about his old friend.
"This time I just didn't open the door. Next time I come to the door, I don't know if the two strong men who opened the door will just lift me up and throw me into the lake..."
Ouyang Rong rolled up his sleeves, lit a fire in the stove, shook his head and said with emotion.
Yuan Huaimin's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he said helplessly:
"Brother Lianghan is joking. How can I sleep with your movements?"
"That's because I'm not sleepy enough. It turns out that brother Huaimin is also a night owl and hasn't slept yet. Come, come, come. I'm going to watch the fireworks and drink tonight. I won't come back until I'm drunk."
Ouyang Rong walked out of the kitchen carrying two pots of rice wine and smiled at him.
Yuan Huaimin shook his head helplessly and nodded again.
"The yard hasn't been tidied up very much, so it's not convenient." He said sheepishly.
"It's okay, there's no need for it, let's go out for a walk."
"Where to go shopping?"
"Xingzi Lake, isn't there a pavilion in the middle of the lake? Let's go."
"Okay, I...change my clothes."
Yuan Huaimin turned back to look through his clothes, but Ouyang Rong followed him in quickly.
"Brother Lianghan, what are you doing here? There's nothing good in my master bedroom... There's really nothing."
"Do you think I'm the same as you and like to give in to other people's things? Come in and put the piano case away."
"Brother Lianghan doesn't play, why should he bring the piano?" He was speechless.
"I'm happy, but I don't want to play anymore, can't I? You don't have to play the piano, but you must bring it with you. This is called the demeanor of a celebrity. Brother Huaimin, when you go out, you have given your identity to yourself."
"..."
Yuan Huaimin changed his tattoo and immediately said with emotion: "The position of Jiangzhou Sima is really magical. Brother Lianghan has taken the post, and the changes have been huge. Fortunately, I quit early. In fact, it is not that I am lazy. I am the Jiangzhou Sima."
That’s right.”
Ouyang Rong was too lazy to pay attention to him. After putting down the piano case, he looked around.
"Do you have a hairpin?"
"What do you want to do?"
"use."
Ouyang Rong spoke concisely and concisely. He opened his closet and took out an ordinary jade hairpin. Moving to the bronze mirror, he took out the ice-white jade hairpin on top of his head and inserted this ordinary jade hairpin instead.
Yuan Huaimin stepped forward with a swish and reached out to grab the ice-white jade hairpin that Ouyang Rong had taken off.
"Okay, okay, you can use it as you like, whichever one you like, I'll give it to Brother Lianghan. Hey, Brother Lianghan is so polite, why do you give me such a good one as a gift..."
The next moment, he caught something empty.
Ouyang Rong turned over his hand and put away the ice-white jade hairpin, and glanced at him:
"Brother Huaimin has such a beautiful idea."
"If it's not for me, why would you change it?"
"It's tinkling, but it's just too noisy. I didn't say I'd give it to you. Take it! Don't touch it." Ouyang Rong pointed at Yuan Huaimin's outstretched palm.
"It's not a gift, it's a loan," Yuan Huaimin emphasized.
"Borrowing is just a lie to your friends."
"..."
The two of them talked to each other and quarreled throughout the whole process. After packing up, they went out together.
Not far outside the courtyard gate, the coachman Ali jumped out of the carriage, stepped forward to take the wine bottles and appetizers from their hands, and followed Ouyang Rong and Yuan Huaimin obediently.
The three of them went to the Huxin Pavilion of Xingzi Lake to drink and watch the fireworks.
…
Bei Tian Alms Home.
A group of disabled people, old and young, looked at the fireworks in the distance.
In the southwest corner of the yard, a slender girl was still sitting with her knees crossed, facing the lake, as if staring at the dark lake in a daze.
At a certain moment, Xingzifang, which had been quietly watching the fireworks set off a few blocks next door, finally ushered in a fireworks display of its own.
I don’t know which wealthy family in Xingzifang set off this fireworks.
It was not far from Xingzi Lake and Chengtian Temple, and a "Whoosh!" sound exploded in the gray sky.
Colorful sparks are everywhere.
The light that bloomed at this moment illuminated a small half of Xingzifang very briefly.
It also includes the figures of the poor people in the Beitian Temple of Chengtian Temple.
The light of the fireworks finally illuminated the face of the slender girl in the southwest corner, even if it only took a breath.
I saw that she, who didn't want to watch fireworks or use lanterns tonight, had a sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes and going around the back of her head.
Judging from the color, it was the same ribbon that Ouyang Rong had seen at the door of Ah Qing's house. However, at that time, someone only saw it from the back...
The slender girl blindfolded by a ribbon has an abnormally pale face. Without the pair of eyes that resemble autumn water, the expression on her face looks a little blank.
Zhao Qingxiu remained motionless, facing the lake, which reflected the fireworks in the distant sky.
Her face was as dark and calm as the lake, without any ripples.
Because there are more important things than fireworks.
The slender fingers in Zhao Qingxiu's sleeves were holding a small seal.
It's the Red Lotus Sword Seal.
It can capture the sword energy of that tripod sword.
But now, Zhao Qingxiu was close to the lake, and the sword mark in her sleeve was a little hot.
She knew what the "star" was that fell into Xingzi Lake that day.
【craftsmanship】.
The old swordsmith's real name once revealed in a secret letter.
Zhao Qingxiu took a deep breath.
On that day, the operation was exposed and the senior sister was not there. The second senior sister and everyone in Tiannan Jianghu fought against Si Tianjian and the enemies of Xuanwu Camp in advance.
She didn't show up. She used her airtight special body to move forward without retreating, preparing to take the Buddha's head directly.
This is the real purpose of this operation, and she is also the last link in the original plan.
However, the original plan was safer, but it was a pity that the senior sister was not here, otherwise it would have been better implemented...
In the end, Zhao Qingxiu, who sneaked into the Xingzifang construction site, never thought that someone would take action before her.
And, it was a thunderous blow.
Just by hearing the sound, Zhao Qingxiu knew how spectacular that sword was.
It's the sword holder!
Near the Xingzi Lake construction site, there was a sword holder who was hiding like her and was one step ahead of schedule, destroying the Donglin Giant Buddha.
Zhao Qingxiu can be sure that this is definitely not the arrangement of the senior sister, because there has been no Yinjun in the Queen's Hall for a long time.
But the tripod sword used by this sword holder was the one that the old swordsmith of Longcheng Guyue Sword Shop originally wanted to return to Yunmeng Jianze. It was also a glimmer of hope that Yunmeng Jianze would give birth to a new Yinjun.
.
That's why the Red Lotus Sword Seal reacted like this.
And for some unknown reason, the sword holder threw the [Craftsman's Work] into the Xingzi Lake after drawing the sword.
I was in a hurry to leave, fearing that the tripod sword would be a burden, so I temporarily abandoned it in the lake.
Or... the sword holder is already dead, shot to death by the female officers of Si Tian Jian?
But no matter what, she was the only one among those who borrowed the Red Lotus Sword Seal to discover the Cauldron Sword in the Lake.
The female officials of the Sitian Prison did not realize this, otherwise they would have drained the lake a few days ago.
Otherwise it would be impossible to retreat easily.
Zhao Qingxiu turned her head slightly, seemingly facing the Xingzi Lake construction site on the other side.
There is another reason why Zhao Qingxiu stayed in the Beitian Nursing Home during these days. The deputy supervisor Si Tianjian has been staying at the Xingzi Lake construction site, guarding the Buddha's head and a mourning hall.
The female officers of the Sitian Prison were very strict in their investigation, and the Beitian Alms House was also searched, but they did not suspect her.
At this moment, a little novice monk poked his head at the door of Beitian Alms Home.
A monk who was keeping watch in the courtyard saw him and walked over. After listening to the little novice monk's words for a while, the monk turned around and came to Zhao Qingxiu and shouted.
"Looking for you."
Zhao Qingxiu stood up and walked over.
The ribbon was blindfolded, and there was no one to support her, but her steps were unusually steady, just like she said to her senior sisters with a smile... It doesn't matter, she can see more clearly.
The young novice asked in a low voice: "Aren't you... still not going back to your 'family'?"
The slender girl, blindfolded by a sky-blue ribbon, shook her head.
"I heard that all the officials on the other side have evacuated." the young novice reminded.
Zhao Qingxiu nodded.
The young novice monk and his old monk master have some connections with Yunmeng Jianze... This time, Zhao Qingxiu was not only able to hide her strength and avoid the sound of the piano, but it was also thanks to them that they arranged for her to be admitted to the Beitian Nursing Home.
"Ah." She uttered.
This sound seemed to be a thank you, and the tone was soft and weak.
However, the young novice knew that the extremely delicate girl in front of him was very independent and strong. During her stay at the Beitian Almshouse, she hardly caused any trouble to him. The monks even said that she often helped take care of some old and young people in the institution who were unable to take care of themselves.
Looking at the extremely pitiful slender girl in front of him, the little novice monk hesitated to speak.
"Have you seen it? Forget it, you can't see it. The government notice is looking for your 'family members'..."
At this moment, Zhao Qingxiu suddenly looked back and looked in the direction of Xingzi Lake.
"What...what happened?" The little novice monk was stunned.
Zhao Qingxiu took out a small seal from his sleeve. It was extremely hot at the moment and had a faint red light flickering.
She raised her head and "looked" at Xingzi Lake.
A few moments.
"Hey, where are you going? You...can't you see? Why are you running faster than me..."
At the entrance of the Beitian Almshouse, there was only the helpless cry of a young novice monk.
…
Xingzi Lake, Lake Center Pavilion.
A small boat was moored beside the pavilion in the center of the lake.
There are two figures cooking wine and enjoying the lake view.
However, one figure was a little reluctant, but was still dragged to drink by another figure.
As a groom, Ali, without saying a word, took a small stove and other items from the boat into the pavilion and immersed himself in cooking wine.
I listened silently as my young master patted his chest and assured Mr. Yuan in front of him that he would never get drunk after a thousand cups of wine.
After a while, I was still drunk and my chest was full of courage.
In the night sky, fireworks of the Lantern Festival bloom from time to time.
Yuan Huaimin was not averse to drinking, but his only complaint was why he had to stay up late drinking during the holidays. It would have been better if it was a working day. He was made hungover by Governor Ouyang, and he had an excuse to ask for leave the next day.
As a result, during the Lantern Festival holiday, I got drunk, wouldn't I have wasted my precious holiday time?
Ouyang Rong didn't know about the meticulous calculation of migrant worker Yuan Huaimin. He raised his glass and thought about it silently for a while.
At some point he frowned slightly.
No, the location of this pavilion in the middle of the lake is still quite far away from the [Craftsmanship] at the bottom of the lake.
Unable to communicate with the cauldron sword, infuse spiritual energy, and use the sword to go ashore.
This was something Ouyang Rong didn't expect.
Throwing it into the lake is fun for a while, but when it comes time to fish it out, it becomes troublesome.
Ouyang Rong sighed.
Fortunately, they didn't try to catch the moon while Deputy Inspector Song and the others were still there, otherwise they would have been even more helpless.
Hearing the movement in his ear, he muttered imperceptibly.
"The situation of the sword holder is like this. The tripod sword only needs to lie motionless at the bottom of the lake, but the sword holder has many things to consider. He has to keep a close eye on him, find a location to salvage, and he has to go there himself if the distance is exceeded...
"
"What is Brother Lianghan talking about?" Yuan Huaimin was confused.
"No, I didn't say anything."
Ouyang Rong waved his hand.
Yuan Huaimin didn't care either.
Not long after, the two people in the pavilion were drinking to their heart's content.
One of the figures, who claimed to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, picked up the wine glass, stood up, and walked to the railing, as if inviting the shadow of the lake to drink together.
Yuan Huaimin's face turned as red as a ripe fruit. He shook his drunken head, supported the table, turned around and said:
"Come on, Lianghan...hey, where is the person?"
Yuan Huaimin rubbed his drunken eyes. One second he saw his friend standing by the railing, and the next second he disappeared. Instead, a three-foot high wave of water flew up outside the railing. He seemed to have heard a "Plop"
"Voice.
"master!"
Before Yuan Huaimin could turn around, Ali had already jumped into the lake to fish for someone else.
Yuan Huaimin muttered blankly: "Is this what it takes to stay drunk after a thousand cups?"
After saying that, he raised his head again, opened his mouth wide, and poured the warm turbid wine into his throat.
"Brother Lianghan is so mean..."
After a belch full of alcohol, Yuan Huaimin tilted his head and fell drunk.
At this moment, someone is drunk inside the pavilion, and someone falls into the lake outside the pavilion.
In the night sky above our heads, there is no moon tonight.
But in the lake, there is a moon rising quietly...