Up to now, it is estimated that I have not explained it clearly. I don't know who wrote the letter and who sent it. Then, the matter has become a headless case.
However, this also made Fang Xiaohe made up his mind. She said that she would definitely push me to the position of the host according to God's will.
Having said that, I feel a little embarrassed in my heart. Before, I always felt that the reason Fang Xiaohe left me in Tsing Yi Tower was for Yuding Stoves. Now it seems that she has really misunderstood her.
I thought so in my heart, but I was embarrassed to say it. After chatting with Fang Xiaohe for a while, she told me that this time the three shops under the name of Tsing Yi Building were set on fire. I had better check it out. If I can find out the truth, at the very least, I will also settle the matter. Gong, this kind of thing a few times, I can slowly gain a foothold in Tsing Yi Tower.
After Fang Xiaohe finished speaking, he took me out together. The hall masters of Tsing Yi Building each do their own things, basically taking advantage of this rare free time to chat together, gossiping, and relax. I saw Xi Niang sitting alone in the corner with her eyes closed and rested, thinking that she and the black-clothed old man would not give up at the time, and wanted to chase the Pearly Treasure Air Coffin. I didn't know if there was any result, so I wanted to go over and ask.
I walked gently to the eleven mother, wondering how to speak. This old woman didn't seem to have a good impression of me at all, and she might feel pain in her ankle when she saw me.
I was thinking hard here, Eleven Mother slowly opened her eyes, glanced at me coldly, and said, "You are sneaky, what do you want to do?"
"Eleven Niang, talk for a while." I sat next to Xi Niang and filled her tea bowl with some water.
"Nothing to talk about."
"Eleven mother, I will stay in the Qingyi Building from now on, and I will see you when I look up and lower my head. You are an elder, and it is not a problem to care about such a younger generation like me."
"I have never seen you such a capable junior."
"Eleven Niang, you are the head of Qingyi Tower. Except for the main hall, you have the highest status. Are you interesting like this?"
I'm arrogantly speaking, I don't worry about her anyway, I'm just talking about it. The eleven mother also knew that she would have to deal with each other often in the future. At the end of the day, she didn't rob me, but her face was still not pretty.
"Eleven Mother, I'll ask you something. At that time, you and the hall master of August Hall were chasing the Pearlescent Treasure Air Coffin along the river beach. Did you catch up with it?"
"Do you think you can catch up?" Xi Niang frowned, patted her leg, and said, "Good arms and legs, they are almost the same. My leg hurt you so badly. You still have a face now. Ask me if I caught up but didn't catch up, did you deliberately?"
"I didn't mean that." I quickly explained it, and the eleven mother died.
I spent a long time with her right here, before the eleven mother said intermittently that she and the old man in black had wasted a few days and never found the whereabouts of the Pearlescent Treasure Air Coffin. There are masters of deduction in Tsing Yi Building, but it is impossible to predict the location of the Zhuguangbao gas coffin. This shows that the Zhuguangbao gas coffin may have reached a place that has been deceived by heaven.
Having said so much, I still don't know the safety of the two brothers and the master. However, I understand that neither the master nor the false master are ordinary people. As long as there is a glimmer of hope of survival, most of them will not
will die.
After talking to Eleven Mother for a while, I slowly realized it. Although Eleven Niang was cruel to outsiders, he only had a terrible mouth to the people in Tsing Yi Tower, but he wouldn't really embarrass him. I hurt her like this. After I stayed in Tsing Yi Tower and apologized, Eleven Niang gradually died down.
"Eleven mother, I want you to mention more in the future."
"Pull it down." Xi Niang closed her eyes again: "Don't hurt my other leg, I'll thank God!"
I laughed twice, got up and left quickly.
So when it was time for dinner, everyone ate together. Fang Xiaohe's consideration was still thoughtful, and he was afraid of any conflicts at the dinner table, so two tables were specially arranged to separate me from Qiao Sanyue and Mu Qingqiao.
After dinner, the stage began to sing. Tsing Yi Lou has sung this drama for decades, and it hasn't changed. These hall masters have watched it year after year, and it has long been annoying to watch it. Only I watched this drama for the first time, and I watched it with gusto.
I thought it was going to be unpleasant today, but with Fang Xiaohe's maintenance, it passed smoothly in the end. When the opera was finished, Lu Fan and I hurriedly left the Liyuan stage.
At night, after I fell asleep, the dream began again. In the dream, it was still that person, still taking out the green bamboo flute, and still playing the same flute.
I have listened to this tune several times in my dreams, but it has already been deeply imprinted in my heart. I feel that if someone plays this tune when I am awake, I will hum it along.
This time, the man said nothing, and played the tune again, and the dream was over.
When I woke up, all I saw was the opened box.
I dreamed this dream once or twice, maybe it was nothing, but for the next few days, I always had the same dream. The person kept silent, and every time he just played flute music, the dream would end. He seemed to be afraid that I would forget the song, so he kept repeating it every day.
I can't bear it anymore, because every time I dream, I wake up and then stay through it with my eyes open all night. After a few days, my eye circles were slightly black and my eyes were red. Lu Fan noticed it clearly and asked me if I am not used to living here.
I didn't think much about it, but after Lu Fan said it, an idea suddenly appeared in my heart.
That person only appeared when I was asleep. Up to now, I can't tell myself whether he is in a dream or is actually standing next to my bed and playing flute.
If it's just a dream, why do you see the box with the green bamboo flute being opened every time you wake up from a dream
I am a little bit scared. I think that the flute music I heard in my dream should be actually played by someone.
Who is the flute player
I originally thought that what I dreamed of might be the ancestor of Tsing Yi Tower. However, when I realized that someone was actually playing flute music, this idea was dispelled. Patriarch Tsing Yi Lou has been dead for so many years, a Cannian can't play the flute like a living person. If you think about it this way, there is someone else who plays the flute.
"Hall Master Lu, I haven't slept well recently." After I thought it over, I planned to turn things off.
Talk to Lu Fan at the end and ask him to help. Lu Fan is still reliable: "Always dreaming."
"Who doesn't dream, I dream too. Is it possible that you have a nightmare?"
"It's not a nightmare, it's just the same dream every day."
I told Lu Fan about the matter, and I also told him my doubts. I wanted Lu Fan to help me see if anyone appeared in my bedroom after I fell asleep.
"Master Bao, you have been dreaming about this for a few days, haven't you noticed it?" Lu Fan asked, "If someone enters the house quietly, some traces will be left behind."
"I didn't find any traces to make this kind of suspicion." I sighed and felt that this matter might be more complicated than I thought. These days when I go to my bedroom to sleep at night, I always insert the door. Go, when I woke up, the door of the room was bolted properly, and there was no trace in the room.
Lu Fan felt that I was thinking too much, but the more he said that, the more he responded. In the end, I begged him to help me and see if there was any movement in my bedroom.
Lu Fan had no choice but to agree.
I still remember what Fang Xiaohe said, asking me to do my best in Tongchuan to check the burning of the shop in Tsing Yi Building. I don't have a foundation here, and I still need someone who uses Lu Fan. After Lu Fan heard what I said, he was very attentive, accompanied me personally, and the two of them walked around the city together.
It’s just that since the other party dared to do such a thing, he would definitely have a way to go. Therefore, there would be no clues left. Lu Fan and I were busy for a long time, and the people from Shiyuetang under his staff also attacked all over the place. At dinner, the sun went down, and the people who sent out gave back one by one, but got nothing.
I also know that I can't be anxious about this, so I went home with Lu first. In order to sleep more steadily at night, we drank some wine during dinner. Lu Fan's drink volume was larger than mine, and I was dizzy. Lu Fan was fine.
"Palace Master Lu, I leave it to you."
I went back to the bedroom by myself. I was so sleepy these few days that I couldn't sleep well. At this moment, I drank alcohol and felt so sleepy. Not long after I lay down, I fell asleep deeply.
Sure enough, the person in the dream seemed to be really afraid that I would forget this flute song. After falling asleep, the dream reappeared. The person stood by my bed, holding the green bamboo flute, and playing gently.
The tune is still that one, I have heard a lot, and I am very familiar with it. Although there is no other person in the dream, except for this piece, there is no other sound, and even the scene has not changed. However, having such a dream twice in three days, I already have a burden in my heart. When the tune is finished, that person When it disappeared, I suddenly woke up from my dream.
I sat up on my back, only feeling sweat on my head, and the alcohol hadn't passed, but my mind was already sober. When I woke up, I immediately thought that I entrusted Lu Fan today and asked him to spy on it secretly.
I sat up from the ***, and when I stood up, the bedroom door was knocked on, and when I opened it, Lu Fan stood outside the door.
"Hall Master Lu, did you see clearly just now?"
"I saw it clearly, not only did I see it clearly, but I also heard the flute sound you said."
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