No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 218
In Meilin Courtyard, the door of the main house was closed again, and the door was locked tightly.

As the sound of certain footsteps faded away, the courtyard returned to silence.

Inside the main house with dim light and closed doors.

Dust floated quietly in the air.

On a table of the Eight Immortals covered with anti-gray cloth, in addition to the extra envelopes, official seals, official uniforms and other items, there is also a pot of orchids hanging on the table. I don’t know when it was brought from the window sill. come over.

Clivia quietly faced the closed door in front of the Eight Immortals Table.

Everything is lonely and silent.

In the distance, the gray figure of the young man who put down his burden and left alone strode towards Dagu Mountain without looking back.

……

"How is the person, is there no sign of waking up?"

In a certain official house, in a heavily guarded courtyard, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a serious voice came into the room.

Lying on the side of the bed in the house where the unconscious prisoner was lying, several guard young police officers got up one after another and made way for them.

Yan Liulang held the handle of the knife and walked from outside with a solemn face.

The young policemen gathered around, chattering:

"Not yet, Sixth Brother."

"Sixth brother, since this witch suddenly vomited blood and passed out last time, we have tried everything, but there is still no movement, is it hopeless?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I was still alive and lay in bed for half a month, but I was rescued by Master Xie. Now it's just vomiting blood. It's not a big problem, so don't make up your mind."

Yan Liulang frowned slightly, and yelled at his subordinates on the left and right.

Not by Ouyang Rong's side, Yan Liulang's painting style seemed to be a different person. He looked serious and businesslike, which made his subordinates fear and admire him.

As for the reason for the change, it may be that the generational influence has subtly changed from "Little Six" and "Liu Lang" in Ouyang Rong's mouth to "Sixth Brother" and "Sixth Master" in the mouths of his subordinates.

He also asked the young police officer about the recent situation of the sick prisoner, Yan Liulang frowned slightly, and sent everyone to the courtyard to guard.

In the house, there are only two people left.

Yan Liulang stood at the head of the bed, looking down at the dying fairy Yuji on the bed.

Hold the palm on the handle, rub it for a while, and let it go for a while.

Seems to be in a moment of hesitation.

Yan Liulang glanced out of the window and nodded slightly:
"Ye Chang Meng has many dreams, let's inform Miss Xie. It seems that Miss Xie has to deal with this matter. The longer it is delayed, the greater the risk. In case the suspect of the demon girl dies... eh."

With a melancholy expression on his face, he silently stretched his hand into his bosom, then took out a green jade pendant, lowered his head and muttered:
"Miss Xie also told me before leaving that if there is any emergency or accident here, immediately smash this psychic jade pendant infused with her aura, so that it can sense it thousands of miles away and return quickly..."

I do not know how long it has been.

On the bedside of the fairy Yuxi who was unconscious, the blue-clothed police officers disappeared, and several young police officers returned to guard.

On the tea table next to the bed, at some point, there was a small pile of broken jade.

The sharp-eyed policeman turned his head curiously.

On the coffee table, there were pieces of jade pendants that were pure white in color.

The green faded away.

……

This official ship sailing from Longcheng County, Jiangzhou, is not very eye-catching in the section of the Xunyang River where there is an endless stream of water transport merchants.

At least not as eye-catching as the magnificent fleet carrying the Luoyang envoys not long ago.

On the windy and turbulent river, occasionally a ship passed by an official ship, attracting the attention of some passers-by, and at most it only attracted a few guesses about the official status of the owner of the ship.

These mutterings were quickly blown away by the noisy river wind.

Journeys in this era are actually very boring, and this is still the case when water transportation is the fastest. If it is land, it is normal to travel for several months and half a year.

On the surface of the river, the morning mist has just been blown away by the morning breeze, and the new morning sun has just risen. On the bow deck, a group of boatmen gathered to fish, chat and fart.

An old boatman vividly recounted the story of jealousy among the [-] concubines of a feudal official in the south of the Five Ridges who accidentally heard and saw when he was a boatman on a boat where a feudal official in the south of the Five Ridges left his post and returned to Beijing.

The other boatmen with dark complexions and rough skin blown by the river wind listened with great interest.

Occasionally, a few boring Meiluyuan maids and guards who passed by the deck also stopped to blow the wind, looked at the river view without squinting, and quietly listened to collect gossip.

But at this time, there was a sound of a door being pushed in the main cabin of a certain cabin not far away.

The boatmen, maids and guards who gathered around to fish fish seemed to have received some kind of signal, their faces turned serious, and they turned around and left without saying a word, leaving in all directions, doing their own things, and sticking to their posts.

They didn't even look at the location where the sound of the door opening came from, as if they were very familiar with this signal.

Sure enough, after a while, a familiar figure of the "young county magistrate" appeared on the deck and walked towards the bow.

With a long sword on his waist, the young county magistrate circled the boat with an indifferent expression and taciturnity.

This appearance of not allowing others to enter made the surrounding boatmen and maids and guards dare not talk to each other. Everyone buried their heads in their hands and acted lightly, as if they were afraid of accidentally making a big noise and causing this young and handsome man The officials look sideways.

It has been more than two days since the official ship set off from Longcheng County.

Everyone on the boat unanimously discovered that the county magistrate who had asked for leave to return to his hometown seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't know if it was because of seasickness.

In the past two days, he said no more than ten sentences in total.

Moreover, the magistrate of the county stayed in the main cabin most of the time, shutting himself out, as if he was immersed in books.

Only twice in the morning and evening, I would walk out the door, make a serious inspection on the boat, and then bring some meals back to the house.

In this regard, no one dared to step forward to disturb.

Even Miss Ye, who was heard to be the county magistrate's personal maid, could not enter the main cabin once.

Only when the county magistrate went out for inspections twice in the morning and evening, and with the opportunity of delivering meals, could he ask for a few words.

But the magistrate of the county cherishes words like gold.

With the host in such a state, the atmosphere on the ship is naturally quite serious.

The same is true now.

I saw the county magistrate wearing the meticulous official uniform that everyone is familiar with, patrolling the official ship with a straight face, standing on the bow of the ship and blowing the river wind for a while, his figure disappeared in front of the main cabin door, and continued to study behind closed doors .

The people who peeped from the corner of the eye suddenly looked relieved, and looked at each other, well, continue to fish, the next time we come out will be in the evening.

Ye Weilai was wearing a moon-white dress, her waist-length silver hair was tied up with a jasper hairpin, her small face was covered by a thin white gauze, and she came to the main cabin with a plate of breakfast in her hand.

She stood pretty in front of the door, looked at the closed door, and said softly:
"Tan Lang, it's time to eat."

A steady voice came from inside the door: "Put it on the table outside the door."

"Yes." Ye Weilai glanced at the door, then put down her breakfast on her knees.

The silver-haired girl turned and left, and went to greet the maids to work.

What Ye Weilai and everyone on board did not know was that there was no shadow of Ouyang Rong in the main cabin at this moment.

There was only one dull man sitting in front of the table with a serious face, holding a bronze animal face with his right hand a little nervously.

When he heard Miss Ye's footsteps outside finally going away, the man let out a long breath.

Liu Ashan lowered his head, glanced at the bronze beast face, then at the moonlight long sword on the table, shook his head with a sigh.

In the past few days, he pretended to act completely according to the master's instructions, and now it seems that he has not revealed any flaws.

The moonlight long sword was given to him by the master before he left, and he said that it could be pretended to be more like it.

As for the mirage mask, according to what the master said, after the master collected his qi machine and manipulated it, Liu Ashan can use it for a short time now, and as for outsiders, they can't use it even if they get it.

Even so, Liu Ashan didn't wear a mask all day long, he only wore it for a short time when he went out for inspection in the morning and evening, and took it off as soon as he got back to the cabin.

Because he heard from the master that this thing needs to be supplemented with a special aura that only the master possesses.

So Liu Ashan thought it was a good idea to save a little bit of aura, and only wear it when necessary. After all, the journey is still far away. If you wear it for a long time, what should you do if you run out of aura?
Recalling Miss Ye's tone just now, Liu Ashan nodded and said to himself:

"It's still the master who is smart and considerate. Before boarding the boat, he told Miss Ye some things in advance. After boarding the boat, I found an excuse to study behind closed doors. Miss Ye didn't doubt it. She probably thought it was because the master was in a bad mood..."

Liu Ashan was a little flustered at first, but after two days of observation, Miss Ye has been in a stable mood, and her work and rest are normal, nothing unusual.

Liu Ashan touched his grumbling stomach, lowered his head and put on his mask.

Immediately, in front of the table, the "young county magistrate" in official uniform stood up, walked to the door and listened carefully, and quickly opened and closed the door to take in the dinner plate while no one was passing by outside.

"Is it longan lotus seed eight-treasure porridge again? It's the same as yesterday and the day before yesterday... It seems that the master likes to eat it. Miss Ye is really caring to the master."

Liu Ashan glanced curiously at the hot porridge and mustard on the plate, nodded and muttered.

He is not picky about food, and immediately buried himself in the food with a happy expression on his face.

Speaking of which, Liu Ashan has never eaten such a delicate breakfast. Only a scholar like Ouyang Rong can afford to eat these.

After eating it like a gulp, Liu Ashan showed a guilty expression.

After half an hour, he quickly opened the door and put the dinner plate on the table outside the door.

After finishing this, Liu Ashan looked back at the empty room, he couldn't read, so he was naturally bored, so he went to the bed and fell asleep.

Liu Ashan, who was trapped by the shaking boat, didn't know that a slender figure in a white dress appeared not long after he put the dinner plate outside the door.

Ye Weilai looked down at the completely eaten porridge bowl, she turned around and left with the plate in hand.

I don't know if it was because of the shaking of the ship, but Ye Weilai's body also wobbled, and she stumbled away.

On the deck, the little maid who was bumped by her looked timid and apologized first, then the maid was stunned, looked up curiously at the back of the silver-haired girl who didn't look back, and muttered...

Liu Ashan was in a daze, and vaguely heard "bang bang bang" knocking on the door, accompanied by a commotion outside:
"It's not good, it's not good, master! Miss Ye is gone, we searched for three times and there is no one!"

Liu Ashan woke up suddenly, jumped out of bed, rushed halfway, turned back, put on the mask, grabbed the long sword, and rushed out of the door.

"This is where?"

Liu Ashan frowned, and pointed to the bustling pier where the official ship was berthing for rest.

"It's Xunyang Ferry in Jiangzhou." The boatman whispered.

Liu Ashan stared at the heavy traffic on the wharf, and lamented:
"No, Miss Ye saw through me, got off the boat and ran away, want to go back and find the master?"

Ignoring the boatmen and maids who were stunned and confused after hearing the words, Liu Ashan immediately set off to rush off the official boat, chasing after people after finding a needle in a haystack.

But at this time, an old boatman approached with slightly strange eyes and said:
"Master, we found someone."

Liu Ashan was taken aback for a moment, asked some more questions, turned around and rushed to the cargo hold on the bottom floor.

When I entered, I took a closer look, and I saw a lonely and slender silver-white figure among the piles of luggage.

Ye Weilai leaned against a large wooden box, her delicate body curled up into a ball, her loose silver hair hanging down to the ground.

Liu Ashan glanced at the slightly familiar big wooden box, which seemed to contain the master's scrolls, clothes and bedding.

"You..." He hesitated to speak,

"You're not Tan Lang." Ye Weilai suddenly choked up and said.

She cleared her tears and shook her head vigorously at Liu Ashan, who was stuck in motion:
"Master hates longan and longan, and doesn't like eating eight-treasure porridge with longan and lotus seeds. You have eaten it for three days, and the bowl is clean, but there is no response."

Liu Ashan: ...

He mumbled, speechless for a long time, took off his mask, bowed his head guiltily: "Miss Ye, it's me..."

Ye Weilai was not surprised by this, she curled up and hugged her knees, buried her head, as if she had already cried violently, her shoulders were still twitching, her voice was hoarse:

"Don't worry, Ah San, I won't run away... I won't sneak back again."

Liu Ashan silently breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the silver-haired girl with a face covered in tears, and was immediately at a loss.

He turned around and borrowed a handkerchief from the maid, and handed it over.

Ye Weilai didn't answer, and turned a deaf ear to it, and tightly hugged her arms.

It was only then that Liu Ashan discovered that Miss Ye was holding a pile of books that the master had read and Confucian shirts that she had worn in her arms.

At this moment, Ye Weilai looked down at the crumpled book and clothes in her arms, her small face was haggard and miserable, and she whispered in a daze:
"He's leaving, I know, Tan Lang is leaving, he can't lie to me...he's going to a place where he'll never come back, brother Ah San, Tan Lang is so resolute in leaving."

She laughed and cried.

Liu Ashan wondered: "Isn't the master busy with promotion and transfer? Why did he leave? Miss Ye misunderstood something?"

"No, the orchids on the window sill did not attract his interest when he was promoted, and you don't know him..."

"But where is the master going?"

"I don't know where he is going, but I know that Tan Lang is leaving. I can see that his preparation is to say goodbye to us forever. I thought he was sending me back to Nanlong, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Ashan, come..."

Ye Weilai babbled in a low voice, with her white-haired head tilted slightly, she looked out of the porthole, her small face was blank, and at a certain moment she suddenly asked:

"Brother Ah Shan, can you do me one last favor?"

"Wh...what's the matter?" Liu Ashan looked puzzled.

Ye Weilai tried to wipe her face and eyes with the back of her hand, and raised her head with a happy and carefree smile:

"Don't worry, Brother Ah San, I listen to Tan Lang's words, don't run away, and go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors, but Brother Ah San, my heart hurts so much, it's strange, it hurts so much, you, can you...can you go back to Dragon City right now?" Ah, try to stop him, your words are more effective than mine, okay, Brother Ashan, please..."

Liu Ashan and the girl with a few strands of silver hair on her lips looked at each other silently.

I don't know how long it has been.

There was a soft sigh in the cargo hold, Liu Ashan bowed his head, first put away the bronze mask solemnly, then nodded and said in a muffled voice:
"Okay. Miss Ye is obedient and returns home. I'll turn back now. Don't worry, I may have misunderstood the master."

"Did you misunderstand him..."

Ye Weilai looked out the window, tilted her head and said with a smile:
"The person you love the most and who regards you as your life no longer wants you, but you can no longer disobey his orders. You must walk away obediently and watch him embark on a journey that may never return. , the most painful thing in the world is this, Brother Ah San, have you ever experienced this feeling?"

She poked her trembling index finger at the position of her heart, and asked with a smile.

Liu Ashan shook his head.

Ye Weilai hugged her knees and buried her face; Liu Ashan solemnly bowed her hands:
"Since Miss Ye returns home obediently, I'll leave first."

Ye Weilai didn't reply anymore, she turned her face and stared blankly at the waves outside the window, and whispered as if dreaming:

"Go, go, it's too late..."

(End of this chapter)