Not far from Lin's house, to the east of Liangzhou City, where all the rich and powerful lived. As soon as we entered Jiushi Lane, two rows of lush willow trees were swaying gently. The carriage of Sheng Jiayan and his party passed by, and the sound of the wheels rumbled in the silent alley.
Xu Shi's color became dark, and there were not many pedestrians in the alley. Meng Qiqi occasionally lifted the curtain and could only see one or two traveling merchants passing by carrying poles. The voice of Mo Chunfeng talking to Xiang Dingchen could not be heard outside, and Sheng Jiayan was also leaning on the wall of the car, wondering what he was thinking. The three Lin family slept in a ball, next to each other.
If you have family members, should you be like them
Meng Eqi looked at Lin Jingxing who was sandwiched between Yao Zhi and Lin Gaoshan. He was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he didn't seem to care about his parents being hunted down. It's even possible, the three of the Lin family don't care much, except to hire Rose Garden to protect them all the way south, other than that they should eat and sleep, and they don't worry at all.
Lin Gaoshan is not an insatiable greedy person. The spice shop he runs was once an imperial merchant. After providing spices for the royal family for a few years, he settled in Liangzhou City with his wife and children, and he was not greedy for the wealth he got. Otherwise, if he wants a little more, he can find a half-official position in the DPRK.
Being chased and killed this time, Lin Gaoshan put down all his net worth and walked away. Meng Eqi felt that not everyone had such courage. After going to Vietnam, everything started from scratch, and she admired Lin Gaoshan and his wife.
She didn't know why she was infected by the family's emotions. Maybe it was because they were not afraid of danger. Even if the situation was difficult, they would not complain and still try to live optimistically and well.
Meng Eqi was staring at the Lin family in deep thought, and suddenly there was a cold feeling in her hand.
When she lowered her head, she found a finely crafted, naked golden slender knife that Sheng Jiayan had put in her hands.
"I don't know how to use a knife." Meng Eqi said. She weighed the blade in her hand, only to feel that the heavy sword in her hand felt as light as a cicada's wings.
It does seem to be of extraordinary workmanship.
Sheng Jiayan straightened his cuffs: "You can do it, just by feeling."
Meng Qiqi no longer refused, and pinned the knife to her waist.
At this moment, the carriage jolted violently, and Meng Qiqi almost accidentally hit his head against the wall of the carriage. However, someone took a step faster than her, blocking her head with the wall of the car with their hands.
Sheng Jiayan was very close to Meng Qiqi at this time, and the faces of the two were almost touching their noses to the tip of their noses because of the bump just now. Meng Qiqi's eyes widened subconsciously, her mind controlled her breathing, and Sheng Jiayan's cool mint breath shrouded her head.
And he didn't mean to move his body, just stared straight into Meng Qiqi's eyes. There seems to be a fire in the depths of Sheng Jiayan's pair of deep black pupils, gradually connecting into one, and there will be a prairie fire.
"Who! Who is it!" Lin Gaoshan, who was awakened by the turbulence, sat up abruptly, and his sleepy misty eyes quickly glanced around.
However, the gangster didn't see it, only saw the killer's head and the killer's girl sticking very close.
Lin Gaoshan was nervous and asked directly, "What are you doing?"
Yao Zhi, who woke up at the moment of turbulence, pretended to continue to rest with closed eyes. Hearing her husband's stupid question, he couldn't bear to sit up and slap Lin Gaoshan on the back of the head: "Idiot! Sleep on you."
Meng Eqi fled away in a panic, and Sheng Jiayan leaned back after slightly adjusting the placket. Only Lin Gaoshan touched the back of his head and mumbled a bit aggrieved: "What happened to me?"
At this time, the carriage jolted violently again, and Mo Chunfeng's vigilant voice came from outside: "Fourth Master's heart!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless arrows burst into the air, and then they pinned to the outer wall of the carriage and made a trembling sound.