Don't Forget Everything

Lihua Lane, Chunxi Street, west of the city.

It was dawn, and there were few people on the street, and the sesame seed shop at the street corner had already started to line up.

Today's streets and alleys seem to be no different from yesterday's, except that some familiar or unfamiliar faces in the neighborhood are all paying attention to the big house that has not yet hung a plaque.

Song Yilin dressed up in disguise, and got involved with the vegetable growers. The stall was set up, but she could only stare outside the courtyard, how could she get in?Xia Yuan really didn't feel backache while standing and talking.

Song Yilin smelled the aroma of sesame seed cakes and felt hungry, but there were vegetables and melons in front of the stall, feeling a little annoyed, so she got up and grabbed two pears from the stall next to her and gnawed on them.

"Brother Song, this is for sale..."

The little brother next to him quietly reminded Song Yilin that they came out to sell vegetables, so they still need to put on a show.

Song Yilin smiled, and yelled at the women passing by on the street: "Sister-in-law, the pears grown at home are so sweet, can I bring you a basket?"

The woman took a look at Song Yilin, perhaps seeing that Song Yilin looked good, so she walked over to look at the fruits and vegetables on the stall, picked up a pear, looked at Song Yilin, and asked: "This little girl Look at me, brother."

"Hey, does this sister-in-law live nearby?"

"It's at the end of the alley."

"That's no wonder. I came from Xiushan County and wanted to find a job in the city. I was taken in by my uncle and I picked out food for him for two days. My sister-in-law could tell at a glance that it was my first time here."

"Oh, so it's Brother Ang's nephew, no wonder. Then give me five pears."

"Okay, I'll pick a round and fat one for you."

"Hahaha, good."

Song Yilin picked up the pears and inquired, "Sister-in-law, do you know if anyone lives in this courtyard without a plaque? I see that the paint on the walls is quite new."

"Ah, this room has been vacant for many years, but it has a new owner recently. It was only half a month ago when we moved here. After moving for several days in a row, there were dozens of cars. The streets are full."

"That means there are people living there?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"We set up a stall here that is exposed to the sun and rain. If we can send all these into this big mansion, can't we close the stall early? How many mouths are there to feed such a big house? If we can afford to send it every day Isn't it better to be an errand for vegetables?"

"Look at you, you're quite smart."

"Sister-in-law, do you know who is delivering the vegetables in this house? It would be bad if I snatch other people's errands."

"This... Hey, it's strange that you mentioned this. This house is stuffed with things, but few people come in and out. I really haven't seen anyone deliver food in."

"Then the people in this house don't need to eat and drink?"

Song Yilin was asking here when another woman passed by, and overheard them chatting casually, so she interrupted: "Sister-in-law Chen, that house, it's only been a few days since I moved here, and I've been eating at the old Xu's noodle shop these days It's on."

Eat noodles every day?Song Yilin smiled secretly, this is interesting, the whole house has everything, no fire, no cooking, day and night squatting on the beams, this yard is not used for living at all, it is even more mysterious.

The person surnamed Fan must also be a foreigner. He is not familiar with the place where he lived, so he didn't arrange people, and he didn't recruit workers in the tooth shop. I'm afraid it was to guard against them... to guard against Wuwangzhai?

On the ground of Wuwangzhai, want to guard against Wuwangzhai?

It's ridiculous to think about it, but if Feng Jin hadn't taken them there, they might not have been able to notice what happened under their noses. Maybe this is called "darkness under the lamp"?

At this time, Song Yilin had completely given up the idea of ​​entering the house again. Since the people behind the scenes wanted to keep this kind of secret, a secret that Wuwangzhai did not know, then he kept it for them, pretending not to know, and not going. Startle the snake.

Song Yilin sold the pears, left Chunxi Street, went to the gambling house, and looked for the little fat man.

"Brother Song? Why are you here again?" Little Fat Master Dong Huaan was eating hibiscus cake, his mouth was full, and he was slurring his words.

Song Yilin usually does not do things like passing on news in person.

"Withdraw those who inquire about the news."

"what?"

Dong Huaan opened his mouth and almost sprayed Song Yilin's face. Song Yilin slapped Dong Huaan away in disgust: "Don't eat!"

Dong Hua'an wiped his mouth and asked, "Why didn't you investigate?"

"Check, but check in another way."

"what?"

"I heard that the family moved several large cars. I went to check the cars, where they came from, and where they went. Then I went to the government office to check. If they came from outside the city, there must be customs clearance documents and land deeds."

"Brother Song, you just need someone to pass on these things."

"No, you can't. You have to check these things, and you are the only one to do it. Don't disclose it to anyone else. The fewer people know, the better."

"What's going on here?"

Song Yilin shook her head: "I can't tell, I always have some ominous premonition."

Without Wei Chuyue presiding over the overall situation, Song Yilin was upset.On weekdays, Wei Chuyue always likes to pretend to be mysterious and deep, as if he always has a well-thought-out plan, and he can see everything clearly, Song Yilin only needs to obey orders.When he had rare moments to make his own decisions, he mostly used them on Wen Ran.

This time, Wei Chuyue didn't explain anything, what exactly is he going to do?He originally thought that if he found out the details of the house, he would probably be able to find clues, but he never expected that the owner of the house was clearly avoiding Wuwangzhai, and since he knew that Wuwangzhai was in Biancheng, he still wanted to come. If you want to invite Xuanjian Villa to come, if you can invite Dong Han Chongwen to come, there may not be many people in the entire martial arts world, and his details are almost more confusing than Wei Chuyue.

Song Yilin was very annoyed, when she saw the hibiscus cake on the table, she reached out and brought it to her face, and ate it expressionlessly.

"Song..." Fatty Dong Hua'an curled his lips, but he still didn't say anything. Anyway, he had never won against Song Yilin for grabbing food, and he stretched out his hand to beg for it. Forget it, he'll settle the score with Mr. Wen later. Three bucks for candied haws, eight bucks for hibiscus cake, plus three cents of profit!

"What are you doing sticking around? Go to the government office and ask!"

"……cut."

The little fat man Dong Huaan left in a round manner.Not long after, Song Yilin ate half a plate of hibiscus cake, and was about to start again, when suddenly, she took a towel and packed the remaining half, and called a boy to give it to Wen Ran for breakfast .

Song Yilin thought about it, and decided to take the risk and try before entering that house.

There is only one noodle shop on Chunxi Street. It has been open for more than ten years. The noodle soup is really good. Compared with other noodle shops in the nearby streets, they gradually closed down and closed down, leaving only one.

The noodle shop has no name, only a cover with the word "noodles" hanging outside, and everyone calls it Lao Xu's noodle shop.

Song Yilin went straight to Lao Xu's noodle shop after coming out of the casino.

When noon was approaching, four young men with swords walked into the noodle restaurant of Old Xu's house. Old Xu obviously recognized a few of them, and greeted, "How many brothers are still the same today?"

"It's still the same as yesterday."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Song Yilin hid in the back kitchen and asked Mrs. Xu, "Are they all from that house?"

"Ah, yes, that's them."

"How many days have you been here?"

"Three days."

It didn't take long, it seemed that Han Chongwen was only a few days away from Biancheng.What a coincidence, just as Wei Chuyue left, Han Chongwen came... Song Yilin thought so.

"Just a few days? There are only four people in that big house?"

"That's not true. They always come in batches, and there are always more than 20 people."

"Have you ever seen a man in his fifties with a handsome appearance and an extraordinary bearing? There should be a young man beside him, who smiles most of the time, with crooked eyebrows and eyes?"

"This... probably not."

Song Yilin lowered his head slightly, so Han Chongwen never showed his face.

Han Chongwen is skilled in martial arts, but he is not made of iron and steel. He always needs to eat and drink. Since he won't come out, someone must send him in.

It was already noon, and Han Chongwen had no intention of taking Wei Chuyue out of Biancheng. It seemed that he wanted to imprison them here. As long as they stayed, it would be impossible for them to have no contact with the outside world and stay at home forever.

Either they come out, or let people in.

Song Yilin had a plan in mind, and the rest was waiting.

The four people in Xuanjian Villa finished their noodles and soup, and left the noodle shop, they didn't go back to the courtyard directly, just as Song Yilin expected, they went to the West Market.

Song Yilin fell far behind the four of them. There were so many people in the street, they didn't notice that there was an extra tail behind them.

The four of them bought a cart, and they filled the cart with rice, grain, meat, and vegetables. The pots, pans, and pans were the same. It took a full hour to have the meaning to go back.

The four of them returned home with a full load. It seemed that they were planning to "not fake the hands of outsiders". Song Yilin still didn't find a chance to sneak in.

Song Yilin forgot about the house far away, sighed softly, and suddenly a person appeared behind him.

"What did you find?" Song Yilin seemed to have a pair of eyes in the back of his head, and he knew who was behind him without looking back.

Fatty Dong Hua'an was a little discouraged, curled his lips and said: "I found it, let's go back and talk about it, it's a bit complicated."

The two returned to the casino. Dong Hua'an no longer kept the secret, handed out a document to Song Yilin, and said bluntly: "The land deed, the name on it is Fan Rong, a person from the capital. I also copied the document for you, Jinxiu The owner of the workshop came to Biancheng to do cloth business. Biancheng is an important town in the southwest, connecting three states, so it is not unreasonable to buy a property here."

Song Yilin hurriedly read through the documents, and said: "The things on the surface are so well done, so the things in the dark are interesting, right? But even if you use an eagle, it may take a few days for the letter to and from the capital to get news, which is too slow."

Wei Chuyue was such a pampered person, even if he let Han Chongwen shut him down, he might not be able to stay peacefully in the cage for a few days.If Song Yilin couldn't enter that house again, and knew nothing about what was going on inside, then he would have no way to "response", and Wei Chuyue could be regarded as shooting himself in the foot.

Fatty Dong Huaan smiled, took out a meat bun from his bosom, and took a bite: "Oh, this is not over yet."

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Tomorrow the second half chapter

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