Deliberately misleading is deliberately misleading, but telling a lie in person is another matter - especially Zhou Fei still has a very good impression of Mrs. Nishang.
Not only did they take her in for a few days, but they also gave her a very handy knife just now.
However, good feelings return to good feelings, and guilt returns to guilt. If there is something in Wu Chuchu that even Qiu Tianji covets, then even if Zhou Fei cuts off her own tongue, it is impossible to tell the truth. She has some priorities in her mind.
Zhou Fei deliberately hesitated twice, hoping that Mrs. Nishang could rely on her "unspoken" imagination to misunderstand a cause and effect and no longer ask.
It's a pity that Mrs. Nishang's face was full of interest, and she didn't intend to "suddenly realize".
"Little girl, it's too self-willed," this beautiful, almost eye-catching woman sat on a wooden chair and stared at Zhou Fei. Her drooping eyelashes looked like two thick and gorgeous butterfly wings. With his chin, he asked the bottom of his mind, "What's that for?"
Zhou Fei: "…"
Immediately, she turned her heart away and adapted the reason why she was chasing Mu Xiaoqiao Valley: "This time I went out with my brother, and the elders on the way were too partial, so I ran out in a hurry. , unfortunately, I was caught by Miss Wu, she came out to chase me... Well, who knew that I met a horse thief robbing passers-by on the road, I caught up with my blood for a while, and I chased after me, and then I chased after Zhu Quezhu's black prison. ."
When Zhou Fei said this, she didn't look very righteous - but it couldn't be said to be against peace, because it was really inconvenient to run away from home because of such things as fighting for favor. ”, and was revealed by Xie Yun in advance that “Chou Tianji intercepted Wu’s orphan in Huarong”, she felt that she might really believe this little girl.
Mrs. Nishang thought it was quite interesting, because Zhou Fei did not seem to belong to the kind of very smart girl. When Mrs. Nishang was her age, she could speak more than she did.
In the face of strangers, Zhou Fei has the kind of reticence that is characteristic of a born person who is obsessed with swords and swords in the old days. If she speaks, others will worry about her impulsiveness, worry about her ignorance of the sinister heart... but probably not worry about what she is hiding.
So when she really hides something, she seems extraordinarily invisible.
"Dogs that bite people don't bark." Mrs. Nishang thought, "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves."
She picked up the fine porcelain teacup, took a sip, followed Zhou Fei's voice and said with a smile, "This is not common, don't the elders tend to favor girls more?"
Zhou Fei could only smile awkwardly.
"When I was your age, I didn't know what 'grievances' meant." Fortunately, Mrs. Nishang let her go and talked about herself calmly, "At that time, no matter who spoke to me, the voice was Let’s lower it by three points first, what I want, just say a few nice words, and naturally someone will rush to get it for me... Once I was playing the piano upstairs, and there was a lot of noise downstairs, I was a little unhappy, They pulled the tassels off the qin and threw them out, and many people beat their heads and bleeds in order to fight for the tassels."
Zhou Fei's fingers lightly brushed the thin lines on Wangchun Mountain's scabbard, secretly heaving a sigh of relief, following Mrs. Nishang's voice, imagining the scene where the demon concubine Bao Si was playing the feudal lords, she snorted slightly, but then immediately He said sternly: "It probably needs to be very prosperous."
According to Zhou Fei's observation, these days, if it is a place where the north and south meet like the foot of Hengshan, let alone the big girl playing the piano upstairs, even hanging upstairs will not attract onlookers.
Mrs. Nishang said softly: "The rivers and lakes at that time were really colorful. You rode on the road, as if it was sunny everywhere you went. Among the ten inns, eight were right or wrong. The wandering storytellers are very happy, and the stories come one after another when they open their mouths. The young hero travels all over the world, and the red makeup is famous all over the world. If you are famous enough, you can receive a very similar hero post every three to five years. If there is a challenge, There are people who are looking for you to watch the game, and many young people who are fledgling want to get ahead, so they will prepare a dozen posts and provoke the seniors one by one... Of course, most of those who are so impetuous will be called back to their hometowns."
"Is it like Ji Yunshen?" Zhou Fei wanted to ask, looking at the nostalgia on Mrs. Nishang's face, she swallowed it, and didn't say anything to disappoint.
"It's different from you now. When I was as old as you, I was a fool. I felt that the whole world was under my applause, and I didn't have as much defensiveness as you."
Zhou Fei's heart skipped a beat, 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 landscape, but the people are all gone." Mrs. Nishang sighed and didn't say a word for a while, until Zhou Fei started to get a little restless, then she said again, "Girl, go back and tell Chitoseyou for me, and tell him not to come to Shaoyang to find me next time, and Yuyi Ban will move out."
Zhou Fei: "… what?"
Mrs. Nishang hummed angrily like a gossamer: "And see the old stone by the bridge is covered with frost, and it is far away from people and can't return..."
That sentence Zhou Fei happened to read, it was a sentence in Xie Yunxin's play.
Mrs. Nishang's voice was not as clear as an ordinary actress, but rather low-pitched, her words were not very clear and penetrated into the human ear, like a small piece of sandpaper, gently rubbing against the human scalp.
Zhou Fei couldn't help but ask, "Where is Madam going?"
"Where can I go? Where can I go? I have spent most of my life guarding a secret, and I wish I could get rid of it every day. Unexpectedly, now there are stupid people rushing to ask for it, what can I do? Naturally, find a place to bury it, and then repay the kindness and revenge." Mrs. Nishang laughed briefly, and then the smile faded away. She turned to Zhou Fei and asked, "Zheng Luosheng really killed you?"
Zhou Fei said truthfully, "No, I just delayed it for a while. It was Bei... It was Senior Ji who used the soul-searching needle to renew the meridian, and finally killed Zheng Luosheng."
Mrs. Nishang listened and nodded thoughtfully. She seemed to have talked too much and was too tired. She waved her hand and motioned for Zhou Fei to leave on her own.
Zhou Fei actually had a lot of questions in her heart, but Mrs. Nishang had already made it clear that it was a "secret", and it would be ignorant to ask rashly—not to mention that she didn't tell the truth.
All kinds of thoughts were spinning in her mind, and at the same time, her mind was full of the ten-mile sunny river and lake described by Mrs. Nishang. She returned to her temporary house absentmindedly. As soon as she pushed the door, she saw Li Yan sitting beside her bed. I got a dozen colorful ribbons, and I was tying the red five-bat print there.
Zhou Fei rolled her eyes: "Why are you still here?"
Seeing her pushing the door in, Li Yan spat out the ribbon in her mouth: "I forgot to tell you something very important."
Zhou Fei didn't know how Li Yan brazenly associated the word "important" with herself. She closed the door with her hand back, folded her arms over her chest, and put on a pair of "I have a book and play it early." Ben retreated to the DPRK" face, silently urged Li Yan to have a fart.
Li Yan said quickly: "When you were competing with that big black charcoal, I heard the man say a few words to the class leader sister."
"That man" can only be Xie Yun, because in Mrs. Nishang's small courtyard, he is a red flower and a little green. Zhou Fei didn't care to correct the sensational title of "sister in charge of the class", and slowly put down her hand.
Li Yanren gave her the nickname—mainly because of her unlucky big brother—Li Dazhuang. She has been an expert in complaining since she was a child.
If it is said that other people's eyesight is because of their profound skills, Li Yan seems to have an extraordinary talent in this respect. She is especially sensitive to the voice of others. She can touch the whispers of others several meters away. "In this industry, no one of the same generation can surpass him.
Zhou Fei hesitated and asked, "What did you say?"
It was rare for Li Yan to show her usefulness in front of her, her mouth was quick, and she repeated the conversation between Xie Yun and Mrs. Nishang word for word.
Before she could finish speaking, she found that Zhou Fei's face was wrong, Li Yan paused, and asked curiously, "A Fei, what's the matter with you?"
Zhou Fei: "…"
It's over, wear it out!
Thinking of Madam Nishang's half-smiling expression just now, Zhou Fei was so embarrassed as if she had just run naked on the street.
Sending Li Yan away indiscriminately, Zhou Fei covered her face with one hand and lay on the bed on her back. She was hesitating about how to explain this matter to Mrs. Nishang. To be honest, she swallowed the lie she had torn up. go down
Or cheeky pretending that nothing happened
Zhou Fei had been working too hard these days, and before she could think of a reason, she fell asleep in a daze.
It wasn't 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 and sat up from the bed with a "hula". He twisted his neck a few times, quickly cleaned himself up, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.
Then she froze.
I saw that the tables, chairs, and benches in the courtyard were still the same, and the flowers, vines, and trees were like yesterday. Only those girls who got up before dawn every day and practiced hanging their voices were gone.
The Yaoqin on the stone table and the feather coat on the tree branch also disappeared, leaving only a lazy Xie Yun on the lonely swing frame.
He wiped the ridiculous disguise on his face, stretched his legs and put it on the small table next to him, holding a shoddy flute in his hand, playing a ditty.
In addition, yesterday Yingyingyanyan's small courtyard was quiet, as if Mrs. Nishang and the girls singing songs were a group of invisible ghosts and spirits, bringing her a bizarre Huang Liang Dao. Dreams, they ride the night wind and fog away, and disappear without a trace.
Xie Yun interrupted the flute, raised his head and waved at her: "Morning."
Zhou Fei was not in the mood to care about him, so she trotted all the way to Madam Nishang's embroidery room. The doors and windows of the room she lingered in were wide open, the screens and incense burners inside were still untouched, and the two teacups on the small table had not been put away. It seems that the owner of the house just went out to water the flowers for a short time... Only the heavy sword on the wall called "Drinking Shenxue" was gone.
"Don't look, let's go." Xie Yun came up at some point, leaned on the side like a boneless, and stretched, "This is an old trick of the Yuyi class."
Zhou Fei stepped forward and touched the teacup on the table. I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there was still a little warmth on it, and said, "Mrs. Nishang told me yesterday that she has been guarding a place that many people want to inquire about. Is it related to the Shanchuan sword? Or is it related to the Haitian you mentioned..."
Xie Yun interrupted her lightly but firmly: "Shh—"
Zhou Fei raised her head to meet his eyes, Xie Yun lowered her eyes, her face was a little bit lacking in blood, he blinked slightly, and there was a bit of secret loneliness in his expression: "Don't mention that word casually, as far as I know You know, everyone related to it is almost dead."
Zhou Fei stomped his stomach expressionlessly: "I think you will play tricks with me again."
Xie Yun said "Ow" and bent down with grinning teeth: "You murdered your relative... that... brother!"
Zhou Fei: "Who are you brother?"
"You are my brother." Duan Wangye, who had no way to speak, took two steps back, and then said with a rogue face, "There are too many secrets in the rivers and lakes, nothing unusual, every one hundred and eighty years. The story of some treasure secret book turned out, haven't you heard it? You can think in the incredible way."
Zhou Fei had heard it, but most of them were clichés, and they didn't sound like the truth.
What is "the sea and the sky"
According to the reaction of Zheng Luosheng, the master of Qinglong, it seems that he killed Yin Wenlan for this reason.
However, in the vast rivers and lakes, what everyone seeks is different, some are seeking money, some are seeking power, some are begging for mercy... There are also a small group of top masters, who are asking for the righteousness of Wu, the history of history, what kind of treasures or secret books Can it satisfy so many thoughts and make everyone madly scramble for it, and even the master-level characters of the year will fall
Zhou Fei pouted, and suddenly said, "You said that this secret will be investigated to the end, everyone will finally find the result, then dig the grave, go through hardships and dangers, and finally find a small box with three layers inside and three layers outside. , open it, there are two words inside?"
Xie Yun wondered, "What word?"
Zhou Fei said, "Doing, dreaming."
Xie Yun was stunned for a moment, then took a step back abruptly and laughed while leaning on the railing.
His laughter was interrupted by a bark.
There was a knock at the door of Yuyi Class, and a familiar middle-aged man said solemnly, "Excuse me, master, can my ignorant eldest lady be a guest at your mansion?"
Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly lit up—she could hear the voice, this was the headmaster Ma of the Xiushan Hall who took the apprentice exam!
After being away from home for so long, Zhou Fei almost forgot what her family was like, the panic and grievances along the way, the missing Li Sheng, the tragic death of Senior Brother Chen Fei, the lonely Miss Wu family, and the unreachable old man Wang. People, the mad Ku Rongshou in Huarong City, the worrying letter written by the head of the family to Zhou Yitang... and her inexplicable reputation, which is almost inexplicable, these things that are almost impossible to describe are usually deeply suppressed in her heart, even if It was an accidental encounter with Li Yan, and there was no intention of revealing it at all—because it was useless to tell her.
Until this moment, Tongtong burst out, Zhou Fei rushed out without saying a word, and when she passed by, Xie Yun saw that her eyes were a little red.
Wu Chuchu and the sleepy-eyed Li Yan were also alarmed by the sound, and hurriedly ran out.
Zhou Fei took a deep breath and opened the door. The group of disciples from the Forty-Eight Villages, headed by Ma Jili, showed a little bit of alertness when the door was loose, and the next moment they were collectively shocked.
Ma Jili's hand that knocked on the door was still in the air, and he was stunned for a long time: "A Fei?"
The fourth volume is solitary and self-illuminated, the liver and gallbladder are full of ice and snow