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Not long after Langling finished speaking, a person appeared from behind a tree not far away, it was Liu Hongshan.

"It's too much." He laughed, "I'm just too sad and angry, and I can't help but want the enemy who killed my father and brother to be buried with me."

As he spoke, he observed Lang Ling's expression. Seeing his cold eyes, he added with a smile: "Since brother Lang is here, why don't you help me track down that daring assassin? If you catch him, then I don’t want any bounty brother, Brother Lang can take all of it.”

Langling snorted coldly, closed the fan, and threw it to Liu Hongshan again.He said lightly: "It's too late, I missed the opportunity, and I can't catch up with him now. If brother Liu is really upset, he can place a commission in the Tingfeng Pavilion of someone in Lang in the future, or offer another bounty to ask someone to kill him also may."

Liu Hongshan took the fan, and smiled a little deeper: "It's not necessary. However, the younger brother has some doubts, and wants to buy something in Tingfeng Pavilion."

"Please tell me." Lang Ling nodded slightly.

"Little brother just wants to know..." Liu Hongshan's tone was a bit meaningful, "Tingfeng Pavilion... no, it's the Lord of Lang Pavilion, what is the relationship with that 'Ghost Bat'?"

Lang Ling looked at him and suddenly laughed.

He said slowly: "Did Brother Liu forget the rules, we have always exchanged at equal value when we hear news from Fengge."

Liu Hongshan stopped shaking her fan for a moment, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Oh? I don't know, how much is this news worth?"

Langling said casually: "Let's exchange your two weaving workshops, one printing and dyeing workshop, and 'Shuangcheng Snow'."

When Liu Guanshan heard this condition, his smile froze for a moment, and then he seemed to remember something, and waved his fan in a good mood.

The most profitable ready-to-wear store under the name of "Shuangcheng Snow" Liujiazhuang sells all high-end fabrics. The two weaving workshops and one printing and dyeing workshop are dedicated to this store, and they have the most advanced weaving and printing technology. A piece of cloth can be sold for a good price outside.

With Lang Ling's opening, nearly half of the income source of Liujiazhuang will be taken away, which is really ruthless.

Liu Hongshan thought to herself, her face was still full of smiles, but her tone was a little aggressive: "Brother Lang, could it be that he lied to me, even in Tingfeng Pavilion, there is no such a rule of a lion talking loudly?"

"Listen to Fengge's news, the pavilion owner sets a price, and this news is worth so much to someone from Lang." Lang Ling said in a good-tempered manner, "Besides, it is about listening to Fengge's own news, and the price will be five times higher. , Brother Liu must not forget this rule, right?"

Liu Hongshan choked.

He really forgot that there is such a tricky rule in Tingfeng Pavilion.

Could it be that things are not what he thought?

Liu Hongshan glanced at Langling suspiciously, and sighed: "Come on, it seems that my little brother has no chance to solve the confusion."

He made a "please" gesture: "The killer is far away now, and the house is in constant turmoil. The younger brother is really unable to manage the overall situation. I also ask Brother Lang to help the younger brother. After the incident, there will be a big thank you from Liujiazhuang."

Langling immediately understood that this was Liu Hongshan's veiled gesture of favor by asking him to help him secure the position of owner.He pondered for a while, then agreed: "Since that's the case, Lang has a duty to do so."

In any case, helping Liu Hongshan, who has some friendship with him, to become the owner of Liujiazhuang will have more advantages than disadvantages. It would be even better if he could use this to establish an information exchange network with Liujiazhuang.

By the way, let's see if I can help that guy withdraw the reward order that Liujiazhuang is about to issue.

He was thinking about it, but Liu Hongshan seemed to have insight into his intentions, and then he said: "That's very good, I have thanked Brother Lang first. As for the reward order for the 'Ghost Bat', I promise to deal with it as soon as the affairs in the village are sorted out." Withdraw, never stay."

Lang Ling frowned, and said suddenly: "I thought you were at least afraid that he would hate him."

"Who? 'Ghost Bat'?" Liu Hongshan was surprised for a moment, and then seemed to remember something, and couldn't help laughing, "No, no, I thank him, sincerely——if I don't do something Superficial skills, lest people take the wrong place, I don't even want to pay the reward."

He couldn't stop his smile, so he had to cover his cheeks with a folding fan: "Well done, well, if brother Lang can see him again, please give me a gift for my younger brother, and I should thank him and end it." Little brother's long-cherished wish has been fulfilled."

Langling said euphemistically, "That is your father and brother after all."

"Father and brother?" Liu Hongshan repeated in a low voice, and suddenly laughed again, "The father who forced his son to marry his lover, the elder brother who wants to put his younger brother under him? Heh, they deserve to wear human skin!"

Hearing such secret news suddenly, even Lang Ling couldn't help being stunned, speechless for a while.

He thought about the countless possibilities of discord between Liu Hongshan and his father and brother, but none of them could be like this... explosive.

Liu Hongshan laughed enough to herself, and then restrained her expression, tidied up her clothes, and then returned to the appearance of a handsome young man.

He still had his usual smile on his face, as if he wasn't the one laughing maniacally just now: "Let's go, Brother Lang, we can't keep the guests waiting for too long."

Lang Ling suppressed all doubts in her heart, and nodded calmly.

They walked down the hill in silence.

Halfway through, Liu Hongshan suddenly said, "Brother Lang."

Lang Ling turned to look at him.

Liu Hongshan didn't look at him, but looked down at his feet: "It's just a piece of advice...you look at his eyes, it's too explicit."

Lang Ling was silent for a long while, then said "Yes" in a dispensable way: "Please don't worry about it, I have my own measure."

Liu Hongshan didn't mention it anymore.

What he didn't say was that the way Lang Ling looked at the "ghost bat" was obviously very similar to the way his brother looked at him that night many years ago, but there was more indescribable affection.

So, it is so gentle.

……

Things in Liujiazhuang were not complicated. The guests dispersed quickly after being promised compensation one by one. The original Liu Guanshan and Liu Qingsong were unpopular. Assisting from the side, it only took more than half a day, and Liu Hongshan tidied up and down the Liujiazhuang properly.

Even so, by the time Lang Ling rode back on the horse, it was already a few days away.He rode for a while, and when a person calmed down, he remembered what Liu Hongshan had said to him when he went down the mountain, and was a little absent-minded for a while.

The bay red horse under him probably sensed his master's intentions, and walked all the way, slowly and casually.Suddenly, its ears trembled, and it neighed "咴——", as if to remind the owner that someone had arrived.

Langling came back to her senses, turned her head subconsciously, and saw Xanthium obediently standing by the roadside.

At this time, Xanthium had changed back to its original appearance, and changed back into the navy blue robe, but the eyes were not covered, and a pair of quiet black eyes were just looking at Langling quietly.The black cloth that was originally used for blindfolding did not lose its purpose. He tied it on his forehead and made a strip to cover up the easily revealing tattoo.

Langling took a second look, and found that the clothes and black cloth were still the ones he gave to Xan'er last time - Xan'er was walking away in a hurry, and none of them paid attention, and the clothes let Xan'er go through like that Even if he didn't return it afterwards, Lang Ling gave it to him by default.

Seeing Xanthium dressed like this now, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, as if that person would belong to him a little more.

But this feeling was only for a moment, and was ruthlessly suppressed by the always calm and self-sufficient Pavilion Master Lang. When he looked at the clear and innocent eyes of Cang'er, he really felt a trace of helplessness.

... What a daring man of high skill, Liujiazhuang is still looking for this guy everywhere, how far away is it, and he just came out to hang around in such a grandiose manner?

Lang Ling shook her head, glanced at him, waved to him, and ordered: "Come here."

Hearing his voice, Xanthium walked slowly under the horse and looked up at him.

Lang Ling leaned down, picked up the cocklebur under the armpit with both hands, and carried the man on the horse's back like a child, and placed it in front of her. After saying "sit firmly", she clamped the horse's belly and drank A "drive".

The maroon horse hissed and galloped away.Cocklebur didn't notice it for a while, and was thrown into Langling's arms by the sudden momentum of the horse, causing her back to hurt.He subconsciously grasped the front of the saddle, but his body involuntarily leaned back, his spine pressed against Lang Ling's chest, and there was a slight heat from the friction.

Because he is too thin, and his height is more than half a head behind, compared with Lang Ling, he still looks a bit petite, shrinking into Lang Ling's arms, he looks more like a kitten, soft and delicate, even if he is fierce I'm afraid he is also very fierce, and no one would have thought that not long ago, he would kill two people in a row with a calm expression in front of everyone. The blood splashed all the way to his feet, and he left without changing his face. go.

Thinking of this contrast, Langling laughed softly, and couldn't hear clearly in the wind, but she could clearly feel the vibration of his chest when the cocklebur was leaning against his arms.

It's so subtle, it makes people feel that their heart is also shaking slightly along with it.

Xanthi still couldn't understand what this strange feeling was, he just instinctively moved a little closer to Lang Ling's arms, as if he wanted to find the source of this strange feeling.

The corners of Lang Ling's lips curled up a little because the cocklebur was invisible.Wearing cockleburs around him, he rode his horse and galloped on the avenue, with his black hair flying, he had a youthful and frivolous spirit.

No one knew that, as a posthumous child, when Lang Ling was young, because of his mother's shrewdness and ability, she actually had a very publicized time.It's just that his mother's health was not good later on, and the burden of Tingfeng Pavilion, which had just taken shape, was all over the half-grown boy, gradually suppressing that little youthful spirit.Until his mother passed away completely two and a half years ago, that once wanton young man seemed to be silent forever.

But that's just what it seems.After all, Lang Ling is just a 24-year-old young man now.That should be the best time in a person's life, no matter how suppressed it is, occasionally, a ray of light will inadvertently leak out from the gap that cannot be closed.

It is called Xanthium inadvertently saw it, and felt that it was scorchingly bright.

The author has something to say: emmm, I don’t know if anyone will pay attention to why Langling didn’t keep her filial piety for three years, etc. I will talk about it in the future, I will talk about it...

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