As soon as I heard Lu Fan's words, I knew that I didn't guess wrong. The sound of the flute was not only in a dream, but someone was actually playing the green bamboo flute. Otherwise, Lu Fan would not have heard the flute.
"Who is playing the flute?" I hurriedly looked around and asked, "Since I saw it, why didn't you keep him?"
"Can't stay."
Lu Fan's expression was a little helpless. After I drank and fell asleep, Lu Fan went to the window and waited. From beginning to end, no one has been in my bedroom.
Not long after I fell asleep, Lu Fan saw that I suddenly got up from my sex again, opened the small wooden box in the cabinet, took out the green bamboo flute, and played it by his mouth.
The sound of the flute floated out.
After I listened, my head immediately grew bigger, and Lu Fan couldn't understand it better. The flute player is myself.
I can't imagine what is going on anyway. I didn't know that I had the habit of sleepwalking, and I had never touched the flute since I was a child, so how could I just grab the flute and play the flute
"This... This shouldn't be possible..."
"Master Bao, what do I mean by lying to you?" Lu Fan smiled bitterly, "Besides, how could I lie about such a thing?"
My drowsiness disappeared all at once, and I really don't know how it was done. However, Lu Tumbled was not surprised, and he was somewhat delighted. In his opinion, the green bamboo flute in the box is a relic left by the ancestor of Tsing Yi Lou. I don’t understand anything. Once I got the divine object, something like this happened. The destiny.
"Master Bao, this is the patriarch's favor." Lu Fan persuaded: "I don't think this is a bad thing, so don't take it to your heart."
After thinking about it, I can only comfort myself in this way.
This incident just passed. Lu Fan told me not to think about it. I just suppressed my emotions and didn't think about it.
Speaking of it, it's really strange, that is, after Lu Fan told me about it, I went to bed the next night, and I slept very securely. I slept until dawn without dreaming.
The dream disappeared. I don't know if it is a good omen or a bad omen. However, I still believe Lu Fan's words, the Patriarch of Tsing Yi Tower, no matter what, will never harm me.
Lu Fan and I wandered around Tongchuan for a few days again, trying to find out about the burning of the Tsing Yi Building shop, but we haven't found our eyebrows for the time being. I thought it was a long-term job, so I told Lu Fan that it might take some time for the two of them.
But as soon as I finished speaking, Fang Xiaohe asked someone to call Lu Fan and me over that afternoon. When the two of us arrived at the Liyuan Stage, the hall masters were all gathered.
I met these people several times. Fang Xiaohe, Shi Niang and Lu Fan, the three highest-ranking people, didn’t have any opinion on me. It's a good life. Anyway, it was Mu Qingqiao, who had the deepest prejudice against me, just because when I appeared, he shattered his hope of being the main hall.
Mu Qingqiao didn't look pleasing to me, and I didn't look at him either, and sat down for himself. Lu Fan told me in private that not long after I arrived in Tongchuan, my foundation was unstable and I didn't care much about Mu Qingqiao, but it was better not to turn my face with him. So, I just don’t deal with Mu Qingqiao, nor with him.
Speak, so that the other party has no chance to find fault.
After Lu Fan and I sat down, Fang Xiaohe said something. As soon as this incident came out, the hall masters present were all taken aback.
Tsing Yi Tower has been doing all kinds of business these years, and it has many contacts with the martial arts in the north. In the Jianghu sect to the north, some specialize in relying on the river for food, such as sand gangs and water slides. They basically fish for things in the river, and then screen them, select the valuable ones and sell them for profit.
Dahe used to change its route frequently, and once it changed its route, it might wash away the old houses and graves buried in the ground. There are a lot of things accumulated at the bottom of the river, and many of them are antiquities. Tsing Yi Tower bought some antiques from the martial art in the north, screened it again by itself, and then sent people to traffic to the south. The profit was very substantial.
In recent years, the main income of Tsing Yi Building is the income from selling antiques.
More than a month ago, people from Tsing Yi Tower transported a batch of antiques to the south. This kind of business has been in business for several years, and some local joints have already been opened up, and nothing will go wrong. However, something went wrong this time, and the antiques were robbed. The person who robbed the antiques spread a word, asking Tsing Yi Lou to take the money to redeem the goods.
"Misfortunes never come singly." Fang Xiaohe frowned slightly and said, "We haven't got any eyebrows about our shop in Tongchuan. There is something wrong with this batch of antiques."
The shop was burned, it was still a trivial matter, and the loss was not big. If this batch of antiques happened, these hall owners couldn't sit still. There are twelve branches in Tsing Yi Building, and the income and expenditure of each branch is borne by itself. For example, when purchasing antiques, the twelve branches share the cost and finally make a profit evenly. In other words, the antique was robbed, and all the twelve branch halls suffered heavy losses.
There are a lot of people under each branch of Tsing Yi Building, and they have to rely on the hall masters to support them. If so many goods are lost all at once, no one can afford the loss.
Just because this matter was too important, Fang Xiaohe called everyone together to discuss countermeasures.
In fact, there is nothing to discuss about such a thing. If the goods are robbed by someone, someone must be sent over here, either to redeem it or grab it back. Besides, there is no third way to go.
What I can think of is something other people can think of. The question now is who to send.
So many hall masters, you look at me, I look at you, and they closed their mouths one after another. Fang Xiaohe waited for a long time. Seeing that no one was speaking, he could only say: "In the past, most of the things that used to run errands were taken care of by the eleven mothers, but now the eleven mothers are injured and can’t run, everyone. Tell me, who is going to call for this matter, which is more appropriate?"
"You are going to sit in Tongchuan in the main hall. Eleven mothers are injured. When you come down, it will be the turn of October Hall." Mu Qingqiao said leisurely: "Master Lu, you don't often participate in the affairs of our Qingyi Tower. Now that Eleven Niang can't go out, is it up to Lu Ye to bear the burden?"
"There is something in Qingyi Tower, I am obliged." Lu looked at Mu Qingqiao and said: "The main hall has also spoken. Now I am responsible for taking Baoye. I am familiar and familiar with Tongchuan. If there is no such thing, this time. I am willing to take care of errands."
"He's such a big person, so he has to send someone to bring it with him?" Mu Qingqiao smiled faintly and said: "Besides, we have to call the master of the October Hall.
Bring it yourself? I don’t think it’s necessary. "
When Mu Qingqiao spoke, others did not speak, Qiao Sanyue nodded first and agreed with her. Tsing Yi Tower has always been like this. Anyone who speaks is regarded as an opinion, and others who do not speak are only acquiesced. The other hall masters refused to offend Lu Fan or Mu Qingqiao, so they kept silent.
Lu Fan is not the kind of person who can speak eloquently. After Mu Qingqiao and Qiao Sanyue ran a few words, he turned his face and stopped talking.
The scene suddenly fell silent, and Fang Xiaohe didn't know how to persuade him. After a while, Lu Fan himself said to Xiaohe, "Main Hall, if it's Baoye here, if someone takes it, I'll go to the south."
Fang Xiaohe didn't have any superfluous expressions, and no one could see what she was thinking. But I know that her main hall is actually not easy to be. Especially when I met a prickly head like Mu Qingqiao, it was difficult to deal with.
After all, the final thing was settled. Lu Fan himself took the two hall masters from January and February to the south to deal with the robbery of antiques. The old man in black will take over Lu Fan's errand from now on and take me to get familiar with the situation in Tongchuan.
"The main hall, I don't need someone to take it." I shook my head and said, "These days, Master Lu has taken me through the places where I should be taken. I know the way. The people of Tsing Yi Tower in Tongchuan , I also saw most of it."
"Someone still has to lead it, otherwise, many things are inconvenient. In Tongchuan, a big city, not only our Tsing Yi Tower school, but also other sect families, they don’t recognize you. If you are really in trouble, no one will lead you. You, I'm afraid there will be trouble." Fang Xiaohe waved his hand when he saw Lu Fan take on the errand, and said, "It's a hard work for Master Lu this time. For the following branches, choose the best one, one branch with two people. Lu Ye took it south."
Things in the south were very urgent. As soon as he finished talking here, Lu Fan took some people to pack up and prepare to leave. When the people dispersed and I wanted to leave, Fang Xiaohe stopped me and took me to the cabin behind the stage to make tea with his own hands.
"Master Bao, I don't treat you as an outsider, so I just told you what I have." Fang Xiaohe said, "I always feel that most of us are being targeted."
I understand what Fang Xiaohe meant. Tsing Yi Tower is the only one in Tongchuan, and few people will trouble Tsing Yi Tower. But these days, there have been accidents one after another, and Fang Xiaohe has always suspected that the robbing of antiques in the south is not that simple.
"Main Hall, I know what you mean, but..." I gave a wry smile and said, "I can't help you with anything now..."
"Master Bao, I don't want to tell you what to do. I just let you know. Recently, you have to be more careful. If it's okay, don't leave Tongchuan City and just walk around the city." Fang Xiaohe thought for a while. Said: "In addition, you should not intervene in the investigation of the burning of our granary, and ask other people to do it."
"Then I stay in the city, what should I do?"
"Don't do anything." Fang Xiaohe smiled at me, then narrowed his smile, and said seriously: "I always think that you are of great use, and sooner or later you will be of great use."
I followed and smiled, but I didn't feel relaxed in my heart. The green bamboo flute and the flute song, I don't know why, have been lingering in my heart.
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