First brother conceived

Eyes, tears running down the corners of the eyes on the porcelain pillow, he knew that what Yuan Qian said was true, he knew it yesterday, but he dared not and was unwilling to believe it was true, Qing'er was born by himself in October, he It hasn't hurt enough, and I can't even remember his little face that changes almost every day, how could he just die like this.

Yuan Qian watched his eldest brother cry, and Qing'er's small face that looked like the shadow of his elder brother appeared in front of his eyes, with an inexplicable bitter taste from his mouth, and his heart hurt like a knife, "Brother, you have been sleeping for ten days, you must be hungry , I'll go see if there's anything in the kitchen you can eat."

Before Yuan Qian could go out, Mei had already knocked on the door with a tray. Yuan Qian held the tray that Mei sent, and wanted to feed Yuan Zhuo porridge, but Yuan Zhuo didn't open his mouth. For the next two days, Yuan Zhuo It was almost impervious to water, and I kept my eyes open from dark to dawn, and from dawn to dark, the wounds healed more and more slowly, my face was uglier than before, my lips were chapped, pale, and my eyes were bloodshot.

At first Yuan Qian endured it, but in the end he couldn't help it any longer. Yuan Qian dropped the bowl and watched Yuan Zhuo shouting hysterically, "Brother, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you still have things to do, you have to give up on yourself When will Qing'er's revenge be waiting for you to avenge, Anyang Mansion was burned down to the ground, only a few of the hundred or so people were left in prison, and the rest were all dead, you Do you know? The grievances of these people are all waiting for you to vindicate them, you can’t let them die in ignorance, brother, wake up, you can’t be so depressed..."

Yuan Zhuo looked at Yuan Qian's hysteria, and Yuan Zhuo, who had been silent for two whole days, opened his mouth. His weak voice made Yuan Qian ecstatic and burst into tears. Yuan Zhuo only said three words, "I'm hungry. .”

Yuan Qian replied stupidly twice and ran outside to yell, and someone rushed to bring food.Yuan Zhuo didn't eat much, just a bowl of rice porridge, but Yuan Qian, Qi and Mei couldn't close their mouths with joy, and the big stone that was pressing on their hearts finally fell off.

After eating, Yuan Zhuo spoke weakly, "Where is this?"

"Phoenix City," Yuan Qian looked at Yuan Zhuo, with uncertainty in his voice, this is the first time he made the decision, every time he made a choice before, it was his master, his father and the elder brother in front of him made the decision for him, this time It was his own decision, so he was inevitably a little guilty, "You said that the small hermit lives in the wild and the big hermit lives in the city. The most dangerous place is the safest place. The bustling Phoenix City and the capital are accompanied by the capital Banglin, and Lingnan belongs to the Song Dynasty. Four major cities, I think this place is the most suitable place for us to hide, so..."

"You are right," Yuan Zhuo said approvingly, "Phoenix City is indeed safe, what about the others?"

"I let Mo go to Xiliao, and Mo took the two children to accompany the capital to manage the business that was transferred to the underground."

"Ask someone to take care of those two children." When mentioning the children, Yuan Zhuo's tone changed a bit, and Yuan Qian responded without saying a word, "I know."

When mentioning the child, both brothers thought of Qing'er, and after a long silence in the room, Yuan Qian opened his mouth again, "Brother, when are you going to... What the imperial court copied was just the empty shell that was originally on the surface, All of our business networks, contacts, and money are still there, big brother, you can make a comeback at any time, I received a letter from Master Feige, friends in the world, as long as we need them, they are always available..."

"I want to see Chu Jiang." Yuan Zhuo interrupted Yuan Qian's words.

"The number one detective in the world?"

"Well," Yuan Zhuo responded, closing his eyes, showing a tired look, "Qi knows how to contact him, I want to see him within three days."

"it is good"

"I'm tired."

"Brother, go to sleep." Yuan Qian said, got up and left the bedroom.

Yuan Zhuo closed his eyes. He has been sleepless for the past two days. He didn't mean to abuse himself. He didn't dare to sleep. As long as he closed his eyes, he would see the child's face, red blood, and the nightmare biting He didn't let him go, making him unable to fall asleep and dare not sleep. Now that exhaustion really came to the door, Yuan Zhuo lost his intuition within a moment after closing his eyes. He didn't know if he fell asleep or fainted, but even so, that The nightmare is still entangled with him, clinging to him like a tail, unable to shake off, unable to forget...

Three days later, Yuan Zhuo saw the detective Chu Jiang. After three days of recuperation, Yuan Zhuo's body seemed to have recovered a lot. Yuan Zhuo ignored the pain of the wound and sent Chu Jiang away. Walking around the yard, Yuan Qian and the others saw Yuan Zhuo taking a walk in the yard, he seemed to be in better health, they just felt happy and nothing else.

That night, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, a white figure came out of the house. The man held incense in his hand, lit it with a torch, passed through the paper window, and threw it into two bedrooms. He sat on the steps of the courtyard. After a while, he took the black horse night knife in the yard, left the courtyard without a sound, jumped on the horse and galloped away...

16. Stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix...

The next day, Yuan Qian and the three didn't wake up until after noon. The effect of the scent made the three of them still confused at this time. When Yuan Qian woke up, his first reaction was that he thought that the pursuers were coming, or that someone had discovered him. Paniced for a while, but calmed down in an instant. If it was really the enemy, he would have been moved away long ago. How could he still be able to sleep peacefully on the bed? Yuan Qian staggered out of the bed and wiped his lost face from the floor. The ashes from the burning incense were rubbed and smelled, no matter whether the body was stretched or not, he got up and went straight to his elder brother's room next door.

The door of the room was ajar, and when the door was opened, there was no one there, the bed was neat and tidy, no one had ever slept in it, looking from him, there was only a letter on the bed, Yuan Qian felt a thud in his head, his eyes almost fell into darkness Instead, it took a long time to get over the weak trance, strode to the bed, behind the envelope there was a belt stuffed with things, and the soft sword.

Yuan Qian took a deep breath, reached out and picked up the letter, it was his brother's handwriting, opened the envelope, and finished reading a long letter, all Yuan Qian could respond to was a long sigh...

That afternoon, Yuan Qian made a clear statement to all the people he could mobilize. From the Jianghu to the officialdom, everyone began to look for Anyang Yuanzhuo.Yuan Zhuo left the token of the Anyang family, and he wants to pass on the leadership to Yuan Qian. If it were someone else, he would be happy to follow up, but he, Anyang Yuanqian, is not a money-grubbing person. He can't afford it, Anyang Yuanqian is just an idiot who can't support him, he can't support this great cause of everyone, and the decadence in his elder brother's words scares him, he is afraid that his elder brother will...

Yuan Zhuo rode Ye Dao and ran all the way under the night, and didn't stop until dawn. Looking around this place, the fog was so thick that the sun could hardly be seen in the small town...

Yuan Zhuo untied Yadao's rein and let Yadao go freely. He stood under the unnamed plaque for a long time, and remained silent for an unknown amount of time. He walked into the small town with a slight lift of his mouth, and walked into the door of a house. In a shop with a big Chinese character hanging on it, he left the hairpin on his head, walked into a dilapidated tavern, sat down in a corner, ordered a jug of sake and poured himself a drink, holding two bells in his hand The gold bracelet, seeing things and thinking about people...

Located in a lifeless town a hundred miles northwest of Phoenix City, it is surrounded by mountains and has no major roads. This is a closed place with no residents. It only consists of a few inns, a few wine shops and a pawn shop. .

Apart from the anger of corruption, the persistent fog, and the gloomy weather, there is nothing here. There is no sunshine all the year round. During the day, there is only a thin light falling from the mountain stream, and the dense fog is more obvious. There is no real sunshine, and the people who linger in this small town are also people without sunshine...

Killers, swordsmen, and ronin can be easily found in this town, and more residents are hooligans, hooligans, and outdated bandit leaders. No one has clean hands, and some of them are wanted criminals, or The target of the Jianghu hunting order, this place is absolutely forbidden to strangers, and no kind person dares to approach this place.

Everyone who enters this small town will first go to the pawn shop and put all his personal belongings there, including sharp weapons that hurt people. In this way, he can live in this small town without paying any more money. When you want to leave, you can get your things back at the pawn shop.

The people in this place are fierce and vicious. Logically speaking, it should be a place where rivers of blood flow every day, but contrary to your imagination, this place is very peaceful, without any swords and blood, because it has its own laws , there is a law enforcer belonging to this place, that is the owner of this small town, everyone who comes here can get his protection, and will not be violated by any force, no matter whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, no one can do anything to them, they can Free to come and go, as long as they don't do things that make the owner of this brother town unhappy, they can live forever.

The three days and months have passed without any change in the town, and it is still difficult to distinguish between day and night. The lanterns on both sides of the only street in the town are burning day and night.

The sound of kicking horses' hoofs traveled far away on the bluestone road. Two horses, one brown and one white, approached the town from a distance. Both of them were wearing black clothes, and one of them had two jade plaques hanging around his neck. With the horse's movements, there are crisp bumping sounds from time to time. The man is masculine and handsome, and he is not extraordinary at first glance; the other has a hideous scar on his neck, and a black unicorn is tattooed on the back of his hand, stepping on gray auspicious clouds. This person's appearance is not outstanding, his face is simple and honest, and he is holding a black gold long knife, which is nearly three feet long and one inch thick on the back. The blade has no edge.

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