A voice suddenly reached Ye Yinfeng's ears. He couldn't help but be startled. He looked away from watching the man in white leave and looked around in private. But he saw everyone around him showing expressions of wonder.
, they didn’t seem to hear the sound, and he looked at the fat Taoist priest again.
I saw Li Xiaoyao's eyes shining with light as he kept looking at the leaving young man in white and the beautiful figure standing on the boat.
"Did you hear anyone talking to you just now?" Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but ask him.
Li Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze and shook his head in confusion, indicating that he didn't hear anything.
He asked the same question to the little fat man Li Congjia, but the little fat man also said he didn't hear anything.
Could it be that the man in white was talking to him alone? He thought secretly in his heart, but he didn't know the other person. Why did the man in white leave such a sentence to him after he left? Ye Yinfeng was very puzzled.
He still couldn't think of an answer. He glanced at the old man who came with them again, but saw that the old man seemed to have seen nothing and was drinking alone. His lonely back was like an endless desolation.
Ye Yinfeng gave up the idea and turned his attention to the river again.
The young man in white was standing under the crane's back. When the crane flew over the small boat, the young man suddenly jumped off the crane's back and landed steadily on the beautiful boat.
Qianying did not seem to object to the arrival of the young man in white, and kept staring ahead without saying a word. The young man also stepped forward and stood side by side with the woman at the head of the boat. At this time, it seemed that there was only that one left in the sky and the earth.
To a man and a woman standing side by side, they are like a pair of talents and beauties made in heaven.
The small boat shuttled quickly across the river splashed by the waves, going up the river like an arrow. The splashing waves fell beside their boat, like branches of white lotuses in full bloom.
The boat, the fairy, and the boy in white gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
For a moment, the entire third floor of the restaurant fell silent. Everyone was silent, marveling at the young man in white who flew away, or perhaps at the incomparably powerful white crane.
"Fat Taoist, what are you thinking about?"
Ye Yinfeng saw the strange look in Li Xiaoyao's eyes and couldn't help but ask him.
"I am thinking that one day I will have the opportunity to kill this white crane. I have never eaten white crane meat before."
The fat Taoist priest smiled a lewd smile and screamed strangely.
At this moment, the white crane that was flying slowly over the small boat on the river shivered inexplicably, its wings paused for a moment, and it almost fell from the air.
There was a "pop" sound,
When Ye Yinfeng heard this, he was shocked and the wine in his mouth spurted out. He did not expect that the fat Taoist priest had such a weird idea. He rolled his eyes at Li Xiaoyao and said: "Fat Taoist priest, don't kill any living beings.
We Taoists cannot think of killing easily, otherwise we will be sent to heaven."
The fat Taoist priest wiped the wine sprayed all over Ye Yinfeng's face, but did not get angry. He said to him in a mysterious tone: "Shit, the Taoist priest is not a monk, so why can't he kill? To tell you the truth, this white bird is not
A good bird. If I trust you, senior brother, I will definitely kill this white crane if I have the opportunity in the future."
"Then tell me, what is the background of this white crane?" Ye Yinfeng was obviously interested in what the fat Taoist said.
"You will know later."
The fat Taoist priest obviously didn't want to tell him yet, so he gave him a pass. Ye Yinfeng asked him several times, but who knew that the fat Taoist priest refused to tell him. Ye Yinfeng was so angry that he wanted to beat him up, but after thinking about it,
, since he was not a match for the Taoist priest yet, he had no choice but to give up. However, the two of them agreed that if they had the chance to kill the big white crane, each of them would take half of it.
He knew that the fat Taoist priest wanted to kill the white crane and he didn't just want to eat the white crane's meat. There should be other reasons. He didn't know why, but he felt very uncomfortable when he saw the white crane. As for why he felt like this, he
He couldn't tell, maybe it was because he saw the boy in white and the woman in white standing side by side that he felt jealous. But he rejected this idea. After all, he didn't see the woman's true face clearly, so he couldn't say he was right.
What did the woman feel? Although the young man in white was a one-time acquaintance, he gave him a very warm impression. As for why he felt like this, he didn't think about it anymore. Maybe he would find the answer later.
.
While Ye Yinfeng and the two were discussing how to plot against the white crane, the little fat Li Congjia was sulking alone. He only took a few bites of the food on the table and didn't even drink a glass of wine.
There was a "pop" sound,
A thick, fat hand slapped him on the back of the head.
When Li Congjia took a look, it was the fat Taoist priest who looked at him angrily.
"Xiao Liuzi, you only have so much potential, and someone defeated you with just a few words. You have to remember that you are the prince and may sit on the throne in the future. Think carefully about what to do in the future." See Li Xiaoyao.
He was so dissatisfied that he was heartbroken to learn that. Of course, he didn't speak loudly to Li Congjia, and only the three of them could hear him.
"I don't want to sit in that position. I just want to be satisfied by listening to the music just now." The little fat man murmured, and then added: "The piano player left just now and stopped playing the pipa."
"What?"
When Li Xiaoyao heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry. He had really expressed his feelings in the wrong way just now. He looked at the position of the violinist just now, and sure enough, the young female violinist left at some point. He raised his hand and wanted to slap the little fat man on the back of the head.
.
"Fat Taoist, forget it. Prince Anding doesn't want to sit in that seat, so just let him go. Besides, it's not necessarily his turn to sit." Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng advised Li Xiaoyao.
The guests on the third floor paid their bills and went downstairs. The words of the mysterious young man in white really gave them a wake-up call. After the young man left, they also felt dull and seemed to be in no mood to enjoy the snow scene anymore. Maybe.
After this, many people will forget all this and the words of the young man in white. They would rather deceive themselves than see the current situation clearly. This may be the people of Southern Tang Dynasty today.
It was almost late when Ye Yinfeng and the others came out of the Xunyang Restaurant.
Looking around, Ye Yinfeng found that the shadow stuck behind them had disappeared at some point. He couldn't help but look at the fat Taoist Li Xiaoyao in confusion and asked: "Where is that old senior? Why is he missing?"
Li Xiaoyao had a sad look on his side, and the little fat man following him also remained silent. Ye Yinfeng was surprised and asked again.
"He went to deal with some annoying tails." Li Xiaoyao replied calmly.
"Tail", Ye Yinfeng was startled and thought about it carefully, only to realize that when they came out of the Chen Mansion, they felt someone was following them inexplicably. At first, he thought it was Mr. Chen secretly sending more troops.
He had no manpower to protect them. But listening to Li Xiaoyao's words, it was obviously not the case.
"It can't be from the Citian League, right?" Ye Yinfeng immediately suspected the assassin of the Citian League. After all, he was still frightened by the all-pervasive existence of the Citian League. He asked Li Xiaoyao softly.
"No," Li Xiaoyao shook his head and replied, while the fat man behind him showed solemn eyes, put on a decadent look, and murmured: "I told you, I'm not interested in this position.
Why is he still unwilling to let me go? Why, can’t I just want to live the life I want?"
Li Congjia's tone started out as a whisper, and then gradually rose to the point where he almost shouted out the last words. The voice was not deliberately suppressed, causing the people around them to look at the three of them with strange eyes.
people.
Ye Yinfeng also vaguely guessed in his heart that the princes in the palace were fighting openly and secretly. He sighed, since they didn't say anything, he didn't want to pursue anything anymore.
The three of them were in heavy hearts along the way, each with their own concerns. The three of them did not talk to each other and walked all the way to the Chen Mansion. Ye Yinfeng was thinking about how to find the killer of the Assassin's Sky Alliance and the mastermind behind the scenes. Li
Xiaoyao hopes that one day he will be able to unify the Taoist sect and become a Taoist sect.
The funeral in Chen's house was held as scheduled, and it took 7,749 days before the funeral.
Ye Yinfeng and the other two returned to the Chen Mansion and saw a large number of guests in the Chen Mansion. The servants all dressed in plain cloth were walking back and forth in the courtyard. The courtyard of the Chen Mansion was covered with white curtains, as if they were in harmony with those of the Chen Mansion.
The white snow melted into one. The sound of gongs and drums came from the mourning hall in the backyard of Chen's residence, adding a lively atmosphere to the desolate Dehua City.
When they returned to the Chen Mansion, Chen Shounian, wearing only a white filial belt, hurriedly greeted them. He welcomed the three of them into another larger guest room, and then left in a hurry.
Ye Yinfeng looked at the guest room. It was more than twice the size of Li Xiaoyao's original guest room. There were heating stoves placed in the four corners of the room. A rare Longquan celadon teapot and several teapots were placed on an exquisite table.
A celadon tea cup. There was also rising sandalwood placed next to the window sill, filling the whole room with a faint scent of sandalwood.
The fat Taoist priest Li Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and touched the teapot. He found that the celadon teapot was still hot and very hot to the touch. Apparently Chen Shounian had prepared it a long time ago and had brewed tea in the celadon teapot. He
He poured a cup of tea for each of the other two, held up the teacup, and took a sip.
"Come, Xiao Liuzi, have a cup of tea to calm down. This is Wuyue's finest Longjing." He greeted the little fat man.
The little fat man picked up the teacup absentmindedly and drank a lot, but the amount of tea choked him and made him cough.
Ye Yinfeng did not reach out to pick up the teacup. He walked to the bed in the front room and reached out to pick up the Wufeng that Tong Cangtai had made for him and named it after himself. I don’t know when the Wufeng was delivered here.
Yes, Chen Shounian obviously took this sword from Li Xiaoyao's original room.
Ye Yinfeng held Wufeng in his hand, a sharp aura filled the air, and his eyes showed a sharp light.
"You have decided." Li Xiaoyao asked after seeing this.
"Yeah," he responded, with his upright body and firm eyes. Maybe Li Ermazi was innocent, but he had already revealed his whereabouts to the killer. Although Ye Yinfeng was not murderous
However, that person had indirectly harmed him, so he decided that Li Ermazi would become Wu Feng's first sword demon, and Wu Feng's first blood drink would be Li Ermazi's.
"Although that person has done many evil deeds in his daily life, his crimes will not lead to death. You have already decided, and I will not give you much advice. But you still have to pay attention to not having murderous thoughts in the future. Otherwise, the murderous thoughts are too strong and it is easy for him to become possessed." Li
Xiaoyao sighed and warned him.
The night is deep and quiet.
The watchman has just sounded the clock and announced the time. It is midnight.
At this time, Dehua City was in complete silence, with the occasional sound of barking dogs heard.
In a private room in Tingyu Tower,
Li Ermazi was lying comfortably on an exquisite bed hung with a pink tent. Next to him was a woman with heavy makeup who was helping him massage. Such a day made him feel extremely comfortable. This is life.
He thought happily.
Those small jade hands kept beating on his back, causing him to immediately immerse himself in this gentle land. It was worth it if he never woke up.
Just when he thought of the man in black, he felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart. As he thought about it, a secret chill began to creep up his back, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He decided to leave here first.
, so he got up and walked down. Before leaving, he threw a piece of silver on the bed.
Li Ermazi walked out of Tingyu Tower and crossed a few streets to reach his mansion. At this time, he was alone, and all his brothers had been sent away by him. He hummed a little tune and murmured again after a while.
He muttered: "Humph, what can people from the imperial capital do? The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and they can still kill me."
A cold wind blew here, and he couldn't help but tremble. He raised his head, and saw a figure standing in front of him, existing like a ghost under the reflection of the white snow.
An unprecedented fear came over him. He wanted to turn around, but found that his body seemed unable to turn. He wanted to shout loudly, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
He looked at the figure in horror, only to see the figure showing him a warm smile. The figure's smile changed again, turning into a face as black and white as hell and life-threatening.
A fishy smell came from his crotch, and he felt like he couldn't breathe for a moment. His consciousness dissipated and he slowly fell to the ground. But his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something terrifying.
thing.
Ye Yinfeng was speechless for a while. He didn't expect that Li Ermazi was scared to death. He held Wu Feng in his hand and murmured: "It seems that this person is not worthy of your blood."