[Yi Tian] A match made in heaven

It's just that Fan Yao didn't ask too many questions, but chose to investigate by himself. Listening to others is better than finding out by himself.People say that this kind of thing has always been untrustworthy. After all, it is the mind that controls the tongue, and the mind is changing rapidly. Who can see it clearly through the flesh and blood?

Moreover, Wang Nangu had a secret conversation with Liu Dan at that time, but Liu Dan did not tell Fan Yao the specific content.Fan Yao definitely wouldn't ask too many questions. Liu Dan and Fan Yao got along in a very unique way, they trusted each other, but they would never interfere too much with each other's privacy.But there is no doubt that the problem probably lies in the content of the spies.

"Two or three days?" Fan Yao raised his eyebrows and sneered, he didn't even want to wait for a moment, let alone two or three days: "Could it be that Uncle Niu asked me to watch Ran'er be buried?" He spoke slowly, his tone becoming more and more slow, Not fast or slow.But the sentences are sharp, leaving no room at all: "Ran'er is afraid of the cold, although he has been detoxified, but he has to take medicine every seven days. In addition to the cold winter, he is lying in a coffin in single clothes, and the cold air enters his body , I'm afraid I'm going to be seriously ill. In addition, I haven't had any water or rice in the past few days, I guess when the matter is resolved, I can put it in a coffin and bury it directly."

It is rare for him to be so impolite, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of danger: "She is messing around, but someone will accompany her regardless of the consequences. If you want to die so much, don't bother others, I will do it myself, Fan is confident It is still possible to kill someone.”

When these words came out, Uncle Niu was frightened and leaned on the coffin tremblingly, usually he would speak with his tongue, but now he didn't know how to answer the words.It is true that Fan Yao seems to be a gentle person, but his superficial skills only make people think that he is from a family and pays attention to etiquette.

But after all, people wandering in the rivers and lakes, who came out of the shadows of swords and blood, not to mention the group of Mingjiao people, are not easy to get along with. The crazy ones are like Zhou Dian, and the deep-minded people are like the white-browed eagle king. Which one is not older than him?

Even if you don't have deep acquaintance with these people, but being able to sit firmly in the right position so that no one can refute this position, its strength can be seen.If such a person can be gentle and harmless, it is definitely just an appearance.

Having said that, if Fan Yao really wanted to leave Liu Dan alone, it really couldn't be done.Although drugs that can fake death can make people lose their breath, their heartbeats are extremely slow.But there is also a disadvantage, that is, the body cannot be as stiff and rotten as a real dead person.

Liu Dan also valued the cold weather in winter, so it was reasonable that the corpse looked unchanged.But there is no way to be stiff, so I can only wear thin summer clothes. Anyway, I will not feel cold when I am in a coma while feigning death, and no one will carefully check the reason why my frozen limbs are stiff and cold.

Fan Yao also understood this, so he had no choice but to input internal energy into Liu Dan's body and run it for three weeks to protect her life.Seeing that the third watch has passed, tomorrow is the day of Liu Dan's burial.Fan Yao and Uncle Niu went back to rest on their own. Fan Yao's emotional changes throughout the day and night, no matter how strong his mind was, he couldn't bear it.

When I sleep with my eyes closed, the lights and shadows in front of me come and go, they are all grotesque dreams, and I wake up several times in a row.In the end, he simply sat cross-legged on the bed and used his internal force.I recited a piece of Qingxin Jue several times, but it had no effect.

After a long time, I heard the morning rooster singing, and a round of golden crows was about to come out.The sun was not very full that day, only a half-bend of golden-red luster was exposed among the snow-covered undulating mountains, and the golden splendor was shining.The distant bells were far away, and the sound was stirred up.A thin layer of snow had accumulated on the carved window frame, and it was snowing again.

This winter seems to have snowed more often than in previous years. When the wind blows, it brings the elegant fragrance of wintersweet in the courtyard.Contaminated on the sleeves, it seems to be an illusion that cannot be wiped off.The majestic long streets of the ancient city are strewn about, and the house is burning with stoves, but the cold wind outside the window is slightly cold, and the bronze wind chimes hanging on the angled eaves are tinkling, and the sound is lonely.

The coffin was parked for three days, and according to common sense, it should be buried in the cemetery at noon today.Fan Yaoming knew it was fake, and his fingers were cold.Because if you want to act, you must perform the whole set, singing, reciting, playing and playing must not be missing.Neighbors came to express their condolences. Liu's family was not considered a big family in Suzhou, but Liu Shicong was a good dancer with long sleeves, and he was too tactful in dealing with people.

There are quite a few people who have made friends with each other because of this, and they all feel sorry for them. They only say that Miss Liu's family happened to be in her prime, so it is a pity to pass away like this.Uncle Niu responded calmly, until noon, when the coffin was about to be nailed up and carried to the cemetery, he didn't know that the servant at the door suddenly shouted: "Who is it?"

This sound was deliberately lowered, but Fan Yao was always paying attention, so he could hear it clearly.Immediately there was a woman's voice chuckling: "Go and tell your master, only that Zhe Liu's old friend came to pay a visit, why don't you come to greet him soon?"

That family member is also not good at martial arts, even people in Jianghu have rarely heard of Zheliumen, let alone this is not an ordinary family member in Jianghu.When the servant heard Zhe Liu, he only thought it was a young man standing on the street, and immediately raised his face: "Miss, you are joking, we are a well-behaved and decent family here. Don't care about breaking willows, old friends picking flowers, Better leave quickly."

The woman never expected to get such an answer, her face turned red with anger.Fan Yao came to the courtyard gate and watched from a distance.I saw a woman in red standing at the gate of the house, with a red gauze covering her face, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes looking forward.Wearing soft summer clothes in winter, I didn't feel cold at all.It is so gorgeous that people can't look directly at it, which is really called the last sentence.

But that family member was loyal in the first place, his young lady had a new funeral, and the guests who came and went to mourn were all dressed in plain colors. Standing on the spot in a fiery red dress, it was obvious that she was not a good woman.Contemptuously in his heart, he only said: "If the girl comes to win over the guest officer, please go elsewhere. Even if you are born in a brothel, you should pay attention to etiquette, and come here if you have nothing else. It has insulted the style of the Liu family. "

The woman in red laughed angrily, and raised her voice: "I have never seen such a way of hospitality. Sister Yu Li, when an old friend comes to visit, don't you really want to see him?"

Her voice is not very loud, delicate and tender, mellow and melodious.Listening to it makes people feel moved, but the servant still doesn't think so.Fan Yao could hear clearly from the side, but this woman had such profound internal strength, these few words seemed to be whispered in people's ears, every word could be heard clearly.There was a sudden silence in the lobby.

After all, she didn't want to get entangled with that servant, she just raised her hand and waved it casually. She was holding a lacquered invitation card in her hand, which looked light and powerless.But her internal energy was everywhere, and it seemed that there were invisible silk threads floating on it, dragging it and flying towards the servant.

The servant reached out to pick it up, but he didn't expect that the seemingly thin greeting card actually contained great power.Caught off guard, he staggered back as he held it in his hand.He retreated straight to the gate of the house, and was about to fall.Someone behind him stretched out a hand to support him, the two forces canceled each other out, and the servant took advantage of the situation to stand firm.Even so, his face turned pale with fright.He looked back, and saw a man in moon white clothes standing behind him, hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Fan."

But he murmured in his heart, this Mr. Fan looks thin and handsome, but he still has some strength, he really didn't notice it on weekdays.

One of the masters of the Liu family died five years ago, the other is missing and her whereabouts are unknown, and the other is still waiting to be buried in the coffin.Even so, there is absolutely no etiquette for a housekeeper to accept invitations for the master.Fan Yao and Liu Dan are not engaged yet, but Liu Dan will definitely marry Fan Yao in the future, and Fan Yao is barely half the head of the Liu family, so it is most appropriate for him to come forward.

He took the greeting card from his servant and did not open it.He just put it in his palm casually, and raised his eyes to look at the woman in red for a moment.He was standing outside the door at this time, only to find that there was still a carriage parked at the end of the alley.The horse that pulls the cart is extremely vigorous, and it doesn't look sluggish in the cold winter. With sharp ears and smooth hair, it is obviously a rare good horse.

Someone in the carriage was wearing a bamboo hat, and the driver was neatly dressed.Wearing a navy blue cotton coat, he was leaning on the carriage with his back, one leg bent, and the whip resting on his knee.Under the bamboo hat, the eyes are blurred, only a scar across the side of the face can be seen ferociously.

And the silence in the carriage was as dead as death, there was no sound at all.It looks like an extremely huge coffin, which makes people tremble and don't want to approach it for no reason.

Fan Yao took a look, and his eyes paused slightly on the hand of the coachman holding the whip.Then he looked away calmly, and said lightly to the woman in red who claimed to be Yu Li's old friend: "Miss, you are joking, Mrs. Liu passed away five years ago, and since entering the Liu family, she has never left Suzhou for half a year. But I don't know how the girl met Mrs. Liu?"

What he said was very skillful, he said that he had never left Suzhou since he entered the Liu family's family, and he just left out everything before Yu Li married Liu Shicong.He also expected that this woman would definitely not be able to tell the public about Zheliumen, and she would definitely not be able to tell how she met Yu Li.If you want to be so aggressive again, you can't.

As expected, the woman in red paused, and exclaimed: "She's dead?!" Subconsciously, she turned her head to look at the carriage.It seemed like he couldn't stop, but the coachman still stood still, with an outstanding bearing.The woman in red turned her head and sneered: "Who are you? What is your relationship with the Liu family?"

Fan Yao gave a salute and said in a gentle voice: "My surname is Fan, and my name is Yao. I am related to Ms. Liu's family by marriage. This time I also heard... the news of Ms. Liu's death came here in a hurry, but unexpectedly, it has already passed away forever. It's really a pity in life." He said with a sad expression.The woman in red was skeptical, as if hesitating to make a decision, she only looked back at the carriage again.

But seeing the curtain of the carriage lifted, first two girls jumped out, both wearing the same pink dress.Lifting the car curtain for the person behind, Fan Yao raised his eyes and saw that the person who came was regal, with pure white fox fur, not even a speck of color.With his hands folded in his sleeves and handsome eyes, he is about thirty or forty years old.The expression is solemn, with the killing spirit of someone in a high position.

It can be said that this person is completely in line with the bearing and demeanor that the master of Zheliu Sect should have.There was a burst of amazement among the guests, it is indeed rare to see such a person around here.I just feel that he is cold and not easy to approach, extremely oppressive.

He gestured slowly, and his voice didn't fluctuate: "I came this time only to bring back the token that Mrs. Liu stole from us in the past. There is no room for traitors under Zheliu Gate, and traitors should sacrifice their blood to their ancestors." " He said flatly, with murderous intent looming: "The blood of the Liu family must not be allowed to survive in the world."

All the guests were in an uproar, Fan Yao was not in a hurry, and sent the guests away first.These people saw that they were about to fight, and they all scattered.Fan Yao looked at the middle-aged man, narrowing his pupils slightly: "My lord, have you ever heard of the term Yuezu?"

The middle-aged man understood what Fan Yao meant, and immediately became displeased: "What do you mean by Mr. Fan?"

The author has something to say:

Well, I decided to double update on Monday, and I will go out with my friends tomorrow.....

Well, that's it... By the way, have you ever seen a black and white graduation certificate?Photos are all black and white.The author is honored to meet you today!