No coincidence, no book [comprehensive martial arts]

The group settled down in Yangzhou city.

Although Lin Shiyin knew that Wanmei Villa had many industries all over the country, from all walks of life.

However, what they didn't know was that the world-famous pastry shop, Hefangzhai, was originally owned by Wanmei Villa.

And they settled down in the backyard of Hefangzhai located in the center of Yangzhou City.

Since Lin Daiyu entered the city of Yangzhou, she has been silent for a while.

She sat in the carriage and opened the curtain of the window, looking at the scene in the city with strange eyes.

Lin Shiyin thought about it for a while, if she went back to Lingnan by herself, she might not be much better than Lin Daiyu.

As for Ximen Chuuxue, he began to fast after arriving at the place where he was staying.

This is his habit. When he was just learning swordsmanship, he would go out three times a year to kill people.

Every year, Zhongwanmei Villa will carefully select one of the most sinful people, and then Ximen Chuixue will use his sword to kill this person.

Before going to kill someone, Ximen Chuuxue would not only fast for three days, but also burn incense and bathe the night before.

Lin Shiyin was very surprised when she learned about Ximen Chuuxue's habit, but after thinking about it for a while, it still made sense.

It should be said that in the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue, this is an extremely sacred thing.

He wants to use the supreme sword in his hand to perform a sacrifice.

Speaking of this, Lin Shiyin suddenly remembered something. Now she felt that her back molars were a little itchy, so she sharpened them a few times.

Ximen Chuuxue has the habit of burning incense and bathing, but this bathing requires the oiran ladies from the best local brothels to serve him.

Lin Shiyin remembered that when she first heard the news, she had a whim and went directly to Wanmei Villa without saying hello.

When it was time to arrive, she found that Ximen Chuuxue was not there, so she pestered Uncle Zhong to ask him, and Uncle Zhong told her everything in the midst of hesitation and entanglement.

Including the reason why Ximen Chuuxue goes out every year, and the preparations before killing people.

After listening to Uncle Zhong's words, Lin Shiyin was so angry that she tore off the silk handkerchief in her hand on the spot.

However, even if she was angry, she had no choice but to go to Qindi hundreds of miles away to find him, so she could only sulk secretly.

Ximen Chuuxue's speed of going back and forth was very fast, Lin Shiyin hadn't lived in Wanmei Villa for many days, and he rushed back as fast as he could.

Lin Shiyin didn't show Ximen Chuuxue a good face in those days, she kept a straight face all day long and turned a blind eye to him.

Not only that, but I couldn't bear it anymore, so I would say a few harsh words to hurt him.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't understand how romantic she was, Lin Shiyin couldn't wait for him to coax her, so she nestled in the room dully, thinking for a whole day, only to realize that she was mediocre.

Ximen Chuuxue and her were childhood sweethearts. Besides her, it was the old people in Wanmei Villa who watched him grow up that he silently put in his heart.

The only thing left in his eyes was the quaint long sword with a black scabbard.

Moreover, Lin Shiyin never doubted Ximen Chuuxue's feelings for her from the beginning to the end, but she couldn't bear him to go to the brothel and have such gentle and caring women help him to bathe and change clothes.

Is the maid at home not gentle enough, or not beautiful enough?

Lin Shiyin carefully observed the maids in Wanmei Villa in the past few days, and finally realized the truth in frustration.

It's not that the maids in the villa are not gentle, but compared to the girls in the brothel, they are definitely not as gentle and careless as they roll out among the men.What's more, for the sake of being an oiran, how can such beauty be incomparable?

After sorting it out, although Lin Shiyin was still angry, it was not so difficult to accept after thinking about it.

However, she sat down with Ximen Chuixue calmly and had a good talk.

……

The corners of Lin Shiyin's lips curved slightly, and she shook her head slightly, letting her thoughts return to reality.

"Sister Daiyu!"

After tidying up, Lin Shiyin went to the small courtyard next door to look for Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu's face carried the melancholy that Lin Shiyin was familiar with.

"elder sister……"

Lin Shiyin sighed imperceptibly.

Immediately, a smile appeared on his face again.

"Sister, the carriage is ready outside, let's go."

Lin Daiyu nodded, and when she raised her head again, there were already tears in her eyes.

"Sister, I'm afraid..."

Lin Daiyu's last words were swallowed back by herself, the appearance of hesitating to speak and shedding tears before she spoke, really made people feel extremely distressed.

Lin Shiyin immediately went over, took the silk handkerchief in her hand, and gently wiped away the tears from Lin Daiyu's face.

"Sister, don't be afraid. My sister will go with you. After all, you have to face it. Just pass it."

Lin Daiyu forced a smile, followed Lin Shiyin, and walked out.

The wheels of the carriage slid across the flat street paved with bluestone slabs. Along the way, they walked slowly from the rows of shops to the east of the city.

The east of the city is the place where the dignitaries in the entire Yangzhou city live. There are not many people scattered on the street, and there are various types of stone lions placed in front of the majestic and mighty gate.

Just like that, the carriage stopped leisurely in front of the gate of Lin Mansion.

Along the way, the other houses looked prosperous, even though there were not many people coming and going, the faces of the servants standing at the door were full of arrogance.

However, when we arrived at the Lin Mansion.

The door was closed tightly, and a thick layer of dust fell on the stone steps outside the door.

Even the plaque on the door with the words "Lin Fu" inscribed in large characters reveals a sense of dilapidation.

Lin Daiyu stopped at the door and carefully looked at the big house surrounded by blue bricks and red tiles.

The people around Lin Shiyin had already knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door after waiting for a long time.

So, without giving up, he knocked heavily again a few times.

After a while, an old voice sounded slowly.

"Who?"

"It's the lady from the house who is back."

Lin Shiyin's followers said loudly.

The door swung open with a dull creak.

An old, haggard, lifeless face appeared behind the door.

Lin Daiyu still remembered that this was Ma Sanfu, the concierge.

However, in her memory, Ma Sanfu is a middle-aged man who always puts a smile on his face, and can always hear his hearty laughter.

In just a few years, he has aged like this.

"It's me, I'm back!"

Lin Daiyu took a step forward and walked to the door with tears in her eyes.

Ma Sanzhang rubbed his eyes, stared at Lin Daiyu in front of him for a long time, as if he was carefully identifying whether the slim woman in front of him was his lady.

Finally, Ma Sanfu was about to kneel down with tears in his eyes.

"Miss, you are finally back."

The author has something to say: I am really tired after returning from a business trip and going to work non-stop