Meng 49 sword

Half an hour later, Zhang Yong's cousin, who witnessed the Fuyao Mountain man's burial, gathered in the flower hall of Zhang's mansion.As honored guests, Lu Yunting and Meng Qiqi took their seats at the lower left.

Meng Qiqi's eyes swept over the dying old men, and finally fell on the pouting little girl next to Zhang Yong.

The little girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a delicate goose yellow dress, pouted and staring, eccentric.

Lu Yunting, on the other hand, stared intently at the old men, with an attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the truth: "How many of you saw the burial of the Shanren with your own eyes?"

Several clan elders were questioned by him so that they had self-doubt, but they verified each other, and there was no mistake in their memories—the Fuyao Mountain people were indeed buried in that tomb. There are only the Zhang family, no outsiders.

Lu Yunting was not satisfied with this answer, but he couldn't say much, so he turned his head to look at the little girl and asked, "Miss Zhang, can I have a look at your sword?"

The little girl was suddenly called by Lu Yunting, and she was a little nervous.Zhang Yong encouraged her and said, "Yun'er is fine, Senior Lu just wanted to take a look at the sword passed to you by the Shanren."

Zhang Yun paused when he released the sword, and asked in a panic, "Is that the shaking light sword?"

Zhang Yong nodded and said: "Yes, quickly take out the sword and show it to Senior Lu."

Zhang Yong's tone was gentle, but Zhang Yun suddenly raised his voice and said, "I don't want it!"

After the words fell, the audience was stunned, even Zhang Yun himself was stunned.Meng Qiqi narrowed her eyes slightly, sensing something was wrong.

"Yun'er, don't mess around." A clan elder stood up with a stern tone, but his eyes were full of kindness.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Yun ran to him in three steps at a time, grabbed his arm and acted like a baby: "I don't have that sword with me, don't look at it, okay?"

"Several seniors are here, how can you be so willful." The clan elder looked at Zhang Yun with disapproval, Zhang Yun stomped his feet angrily, and was about to go outside.

Zhang Yong looked at her suddenly pale face, a premonition flashed in his heart, and shouted: "Don't let her go out!"

When Zhang Yun heard this, she ran even faster.However, she was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she was stopped by servants before she ran out of the flower hall.

Zhang Yong's face became very ugly, he didn't expect that his cousin who had always been doted on would play tricks under his nose, and his tone suddenly became serious.

Zhang Yun was already guilty, but now she was so worried that her eyes were red.After repeated questioning by Zhang Yong, she finally explained the matter of shaking the lightsaber.

The Lightning Saber is owned by the owner, so it cannot be her natal weapon.When Zhang Yun first got the shaking lightsaber, she wore it for a while to show off every day, but she couldn't take advantage of the sword no matter what, and she left it idle for a long time.

Last month, she suddenly found that the fluct light was missing, and a note was placed beside her pillow, which said - return to the original owner.Zhang Yun was anxious, but also terrified. She was afraid of being punished by the clan, so she didn't dare to tell anyone, but kept it a secret.

"Ridiculous!" Zhang Yong was anxious, and hurriedly asked where the note was now.Zhang Yun was yelled at so that Jin Doudou fell straight down, sobbing that the note was still in her jewelry box and she dared not throw it away.

Soon, the note was taken by Zhang Yong.

Lu Yunting took a closer look and found that the calligraphy was weak, any student in the school could write better than him (her), it didn't look like a martial arts practitioner's calligraphy at all.

Meng Qiqi laughed and said, "Brother Lu thinks that the Fuyao Mountain people came back to life, right?"

Lu Yunting frowned: "Otherwise, how do you explain these four words? The little girl said that the sword disappeared a month ago, and the grave of Yu Shanren was opened at the same time?"

Meng Qiqi shrugged and said, "Maybe it's just a trick. Even if the sword thief and the gravedigger are the same, after a month, you can still catch him?"

Lu Yunting was silent, and the atmosphere in the flower hall suddenly became heavy.

The few clansmen were so old-fashioned, they slapped the table and vowed to catch the thief.Meng Qiqi glanced around, smiled inwardly, didn't say anything, just stood up and said: "My nephew will be very busy in the future, so I won't bother you anymore, let me go."

It was Meng Qiqi's usual style to leave as soon as he said he would, and act resolutely.Zhang Yong didn't have time to make any excuses, so he took Chen Boyan and Shen Qingya to leave.

"Senior!" Zhang Yong raised his foot subconsciously to chase after him.

Shen Qingya, who was walking at the end, turned her head, nodded gently and elegantly and said: "Young Patriarch, please stay, we will see you again if we are destined."

Seeing Meng Qiqi walking so simply, Lu Yunting on the other side was slightly taken aback.But after thinking about it, the Fuyao Mountain people had nothing to do with Meng Qiqi.

Thinking of this, Lu Yunting also got up and walked outside the pavilion, and said to Zhang Yong: "I should have left long ago, but since this matter happened to me, if you have any difficulties, please let me know."

Zhang Yong hurriedly clasped his fists in thanks, and then said with a wry smile: "Senior, this matter is just like what Senior Meng said, the thief may have escaped long ago, and this junior has no way of finding out, let alone bothering senior to worry about it. But this junior promises you, if one day If you catch this thief, you will definitely give your hairpin to seniors."

Lu Yunting pondered for a moment, then said: "Okay, I owe you a favor."

"Senior, what's the matter?" Zhang Yong became more humble, and said: "You don't need to keep favors, this junior is worrying about something right now, I wonder if senior can agree?"

"What's the matter?"

"I have a large ship of crystals to send out of Qingping County, but there have been many incidents in the clan, and I'm afraid I can't send enough people. So, can I ask senior to take care of me on the way, if the crystals can be safely delivered to the destination , The Zhang family is grateful."

"Where are you going?"

"Shenjing."

At the same time, Meng Qiqi and the others went straight out of Zhang's mansion, but turned a corner on the way to Hebu to take a boat.Meng Qiqi was still bitter about the Zhang family's fake blood spar, if she just left like this, she would really not be reconciled.

"What are we going to do?" Shen Qingya asked.

"The Zhang family has been busy with the old man's affairs these past few days, and the goods exchange has stopped. You said that now that we are gone, do they have to quickly ship out all the fake goods?" Meng Qiqi said.

Shen Qingya nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Chen Boyan put it bluntly: "If I were Zhang Yong, I would definitely not send a boat to leave in a big way. The Zhang family will not lack such things as Xumijie."

Meng Qiqi: "..."

Just now, did this master nephew reveal a hint of "little uncle is stupid"?

But can it be his fault?The sumeru ring of the poor can only hold a few swords, how would he have thought that the Zhang family is so rich that they can wear rings on ten fingers, each of which can fit a boat?

A trace of cold air blew out from Meng Qiqi's hair, he glared at Chen Boyan, then pretended nothing had happened, and walked in the direction of Hebu again.

Chen Boyan chased after him, and Shen Qingya followed slowly. Looking at the two friends whose relationship was gradually warming up, he felt that the weather today was very good.

It is indeed a good day to travel.

In order to better help Chen Boyan recover his memory, the three of them did not use the sword, but spent [-] Wen on the merchant ship bound for Shenjing as before.

The merchant ships are large and there are many people, most of whom are merchants traveling from south to north.A few loads of small things from the south here, and a few loads of fresh tea over there, baskets filled the deck, and many people even started buying and selling on board, like a small market.

Back then, Meng Qiqi thought everything was a rarity, so she dragged Chen Boyan and the two of them around the deck for a long time, but because she was poor, she couldn't afford anything.

But this time it was different, Chen Boyan immediately handed over the money bag.Meng Qiqi weighed the weight, raised the corners of his mouth, took out two coins from his sleeve and put it in Chen Boyan's palm, and said earnestly: "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

Chen Boyan still held his breath and said, "Thank you, little uncle."

The little uncle patted him on the shoulder, and went shopping briskly.Shen Qingya came over and stood side by side with Chen Boyan, looked at Meng Qiqi's back, and seemed to inadvertently mention: "The food on the boat is very poor, your little uncle may be a little picky."

Chen Boyan was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized.Shen Qingya is always so gentle as the wind, she doesn't deliberately show her existence, but she can always say the most suitable words at the right time.

"Thank you." Chen Boyan firmly believed at this moment that they must have been good friends in the past.

It was night, Meng Qiqi was in a good mood after eating the high-quality dishes that Chen Boyan bought for an extra tael, and even took Chen Boyan to drink with him for a while.

Shen Qingya doesn't drink alcohol, and the people in Tianmu Mountain don't even eat meat, and they don't even drink alcohol.

Meng Qiqi has a good capacity for alcohol, no matter how much she drinks, she will not get drunk, and her thoughts will be more clear.After a few drinks, he dipped his finger in the wine and drew on the table.

Chen Boyan carefully identified it, but Meng Qiqi's painting was really bad, so he couldn't see what it was.

Meng Qiqi knocked on the table and said, "This is Fachai, Fachai!"

Chen Boyan was silent for a moment, and said: "Little Master Uncle's paintings... are very vivid."

Meng Qiqi didn't bother to argue with him, and said, "Do you know why I am so familiar with Fuyao Mountain people's hairpin? Even Zhang Yong, a junior, doesn't know that his own mountain people have such a hairpin, but I know so well." clear."

"Why?" Chen Boyan asked.

"Because Zhou Ziheng told me that." Meng Qiqi recalled the scene at that time, and said: "The old man got drunk and started playing swords like crazy, and he insisted on pulling me along. Later, he danced sword dance When he got tired, he started nagging me again. He said, Fuyao has a hairpin, which is as beautiful as a real flower."

Shen Qingya laughed and said, "Senior Zhou doesn't like Shanren, does he?"

Meng Qiqi shook her head, "He later said that Fairy Tanghua is the most beautiful fairy in the world. Zhou Zhoulang has more confidante girls than you have white deer in Tianmu Mountain."

Shen Qingya smiled: "But I don't seem to have heard of anyone he was with."

"During the years when he took me with him, he was indeed solitary and slovenly. In my opinion, he just owed a lot of romantic debts." Meng Qiqi made a joke, and continued to get back to the topic: "In short, this hairpin appeared Don’t you think it’s a bit strange because of this too many times? Just because of this hairpin, our attention was drawn to Fuyao Mountain Man.”

"Jin Man?" Shen Qingya murmured out the name.

"Lu Yunting and Jin Man met Zhou Ziheng in a secret place 20 years ago. I am very concerned about the person who was with Zhou Ziheng at that time. Lu Yunting can't remember. Does Jin Man still remember? The news that we went to Zhang's house If you want to inquire, you can also inquire. Lu Yunting arrived in Qingping County after that. He said that he made a bet with Jin Man, but this bet led to that hairpin and the events of the year. Don't you think this is the case? What a coincidence?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingya thought about it for a while, and she didn't think it was strange at first, but now it has become strange.

Chen Boyan said: "Before I left, I told Uncle Zhan to send someone to keep an eye on Lu Yunting."

Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows, Chen Fangjun was indeed the only one who would think of going with him every time, even one step ahead of him.

"In this way, I'll write another book and send it to Jin Man to find out what he's saying. We can't always play riddles with others. Although Jin Man has suspicions, at least he is not hostile to me." Meng Qiqi said.