Travel thousands of miles in my life

Roshna in early July has just entered the midsummer scene. In the afternoon, all you can see are empty roads and small shops that are closed.

The folks in several surrounding villages took advantage of the hot weather and took advantage of the hot weather, and gathered in the teahouses facing north, greedy for the little cool breeze to blow away the heat that had accumulated for several days.

Although the teahouse is not big, there is still a "Sanxian'er" with two tufts of mouse whiskers sitting at the table drinking wine.Seeing someone coming in, he raised his eyelids to take a look, and curled his lips: "Here you come? There's nothing new today."

The guys around were all unmarried boys, and they were not annoyed by his negligent attitude. A tiger-headed guy was a little shy, and said with a smile: "Uncle, just sing the previous one."

"Okay," Mouse Xu rubbed his fingers, "Two sons."

A few guys dug out some money from their pockets, and solemnly handed it to Shuxu after collecting the money.He twirled with his long and thin fingers, and weighed them again. After making sure that there were enough, he took out the stringed zither from under the table, and wiped away the brush board tied to his leg with his other hand, trembling.

He flicked his toes, brushed the board and made a crisp sound, stretched his right hand and plucked the three strings, cleared his throat under the expectant eyes of all the boys, and said, "Little twenty-two girl, Life is as bitter as that of a lone wild goose. You marry me and say you want to put on red makeup and a high cover, and then die as the head of the family. Day and night, the bed is full of tears. Why is the slave so hard, worrying about rice every day? Pot, how does the whole family live..."

Despite the thin and wretched appearance of the mouse mustache, his voice is clear and high, and it is interesting to match the unique voice of the three-stringed zither.He sang loudly, and the waiters in the teahouse were not idle. While wandering around, he refilled the tea for the guests with a wink. At this moment, he suddenly saw a guest sitting in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

The guest seemed to be of a weak age, with a gentle temperament, and such a person usually spent a lot of money.The waiter came back to his senses, and hurriedly picked up the teapot and walked over, "Guest, please refill the tea."

"Ah, thank you." The young man turned around and pushed the cup over.The waiter secretly admired his good looks, seeing the guest staring intently at the mouse mustache, he added tea and said with a smile: "Your accent doesn't sound like a local?"

"Well, I'm from the south." The young man laughed, "There really isn't such a song in my hometown."

"Guo Sanxian sang this thing, it's called light pieces, it's just for vulgar people like us to listen to, it can't be compared to the spring and snow." This person must be from a good background, silently patted his ass and said: "Listen, this should be served with something refreshing. We also have some pastries made by local masters here. Would you like some? It is absolutely delicious!"

"Okay, thank you then." The young man nodded slightly, then pointed to the person who was still singing, "Also, if it's convenient, can you ask him to come over later?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, he took it for granted that the guest asked Shuxu to go to hear him sing something else, and felt a little sour.Guo Sanxian'er, who ate his last meal but didn't finish his meal, was lucky today, and was ordered to go to acupoints.

"What's the matter?" The young man tilted his head and asked after hearing that he hadn't answered for a long time, "Can't you?"

"No, no, of course it's possible, it's his luck that you called him!" The waiter came back to his senses, and quickly responded.The young man smiled, and put some broken silver on the table, "For my little brother's hard work."

"Success!" The waiter suddenly stopped showing any sour water, and ran away with a happy smile as soon as the money was collected.

The young man sat upright, listening intently to the scattered ditties. He groped on the table before he touched the teacup, picked it up and blew the froth on it.The taste of the tea was not good, with an old musty smell, the young man only slightly touched his lower lip, then put down the cup and never moved again.

After a while, the mouse whisker finished singing and called it a day. The waiter brought him over, pointed to the young man at the corner table, and said, "That's a rich man, and the number is the same as soon as he makes a move. Sing well, don't forget Give me some hard-earned money, brother."

"I know, I know," Shuxu waved his hands impatiently, straightened his tattered robe and walked up.Before he could speak, he already had a flattering smile on his face, nervously waiting for the young man to speak.

The young man took a cup with a smile, poured tea and pushed it over, and said softly, "Mr. Guo?"

"I don't want you to say a word, sir." Seeing the young man's gentle attitude, Mouse must take the tea, and the warm tea dispelled a trace of panic in his heart, and he relaxed, "What do you want to hear?"

"First ask, sir, can you read?" The young man suddenly asked.

"I know it, I know it, I have passed the Tongsheng exam." Shuxu rubbed his hands uneasily.

"That's good, sir, please read this for me." The young man lowered his eyes, and took out a thin piece of rough paper and a small piece of silver from his pocket, "thank you, sir."

What kind of thing must this be worth paying so much money for? Mouse Mustache took it with some hesitation and took a look. Two specious pictures were drawn on the rough paper and a few lines of words were written.When he took a closer look, he was even more surprised that it was an arrest notice.

He took another peek at the person sitting in front of him, and suddenly found that the young man's eyes didn't have any light, and he seemed to be blind.After figuring this out, Mouse Mustache felt a little unspeakable pity, so what if he had money?How uncomfortable it is to not see.

The young man seemed to have sensed it, raised his head and looked at him with sympathy, and said frankly: "Something happened, and the eyes will be blind, it's not a problem."

"Uh..." Shuoxu's hand holding the notice froze slightly. He didn't expect him to be so keen, and immediately buried his head in embarrassment to read the notice, reading while reading: "The criminal Yan didn't intend to wait until now. The person Gu Ping, collaborating with the enemy and treasoning the country, has been charged with numerous crimes, and his crimes are unforgivable. Those who arrest him will be awarded 3000 taels of official silver."

Before he could finish reading, the teacup in the young man's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the teacup cracked, and the fragments scattered everywhere.

"It's such an idea..." He caught his breath, clenched his fists secretly, and looked cold.

"I heard that these two people are wandering around in this area. There are already many heroes from the rivers and lakes rushing to arrest them. I think they will be caught soon." It was only when I saw this notice that I remembered: "I advise you not to go to join the co-op. Those who can be arrested are definitely not good people, how dangerous they are."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the young man's face became more gloomy in an instant. The mouse must know that he had said something wrong, and tremblingly said: "If you have nothing else, the little old man will leave first?"

The young man suppressed the indignant thoughts in his heart, pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Thank you sir today."

"Don't dare to be, dare not be." The little old man hurriedly rolled up the money and the piano and ran away. He stopped to wipe his sweat after he had run far away. He was old and didn't dare to take risks anymore.

And Wen Shuqiu, who was still sitting in the teahouse, folded the piece of rough paper into a neat small square and stuffed it back into his bosom. The young man touched a small kit hidden in his bosom, which contained a small round shape. The bead, and it was this radiant-looking bead that had kept him hunted for the past few months.

Prince Gong never stopped looking for his traces. The ghost-faced gray-clothed men disappeared without warning. They were stopped by Big Brother Chen and Sanniang before, and the ones who came later were even more difficult to deal with.Wen Shuqiu lowered his eyes and sighed almost inaudibly.He rolled up his sleeves, and touched the wound through the cloth strip - some skin and flesh were cut off by a sharp knife during the fight last week. Although the medicine was given in time, the forearm is still painful. , I don’t know if it will fester and swell next.

Wen Shuqiu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Wei Congrong's purpose was very simple, he wanted to use the safety of the two of them to force himself to appear.This is almost a public conspiracy on the table. Although this trick is very despicable, it is really effective.The person who made this move is well aware of Wen Shuqiu's temperament - soft-hearted, kind, chivalrous and courageous.

This notice has been pasted all over the surrounding area of ​​Roshana and every corner of the current town. 3000 taels of silver is not a small amount, and those bearded horse thieves who are full of crimes may not be able to grab this amount in a year.Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. With the encouragement of this large bounty, I believe that after a long time, someone will come forward to remove the notice one after another, and then kill the two of them.

Thinking of this, the young man clenched his fists silently. It's not that he doesn't believe in Yan Wuwu's martial arts, but he just understands that person's methods too well - besieging and offering rewards are just the first appetizers. The means await.

However, what is more cruel than death is that this notice ruined Yan Wuwu's reputation.Wen Shuqiu lowered his head feebly, and lay down on the table. He felt aggrieved and unwilling for Yan Wuwu, why did this happen?

The world is like this, wronging good people and exalting evil people.Wen Shuqiu didn't understand this kind of truth before, but now he understands it in his heart.

It was getting dark, and suddenly it rained heavily, and thunder rumbled in the drowsy evening.

The dim teahouse turned on the lights, somehow, the young man slowly closed his tired and lazy eyes, and he had a sweet dream in the rain.

In the dream, it was still the vast desert. He and the tall man in the green shirt were sitting by the fire, talking about the vast world, the fleeting time of the river, and the countless people who loved each other forever.In the dream, Yan Wuyi was sometimes silent, and sometimes laughed out loud.No matter what, the words are all in the moment when the eyes are entangled.

When the young man woke up, he just felt lost.

At the same time, he made up his mind firmly, got up in a hurry, and set foot on the path in the pouring rain.

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Chapter 70, so fast QAQ.......I was very happy yesterday, thank you ladies and sisters for your mines and comments!