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The third floor of Caiwei Pavilion.

The boy with big eyes was sitting upright behind a very, very messy table, with pens, ink, papers and inkstones piled up with chefs, but a ball the size of a palm was hooked on the foot under the table to keep playing.

A woman in Tsing Yi was sitting opposite him, seeming to be discussing something with the boy.

This woman has picturesque phoenix eyes, thick eyebrows flying slantingly, high nose but not obtrusive, thin lips but not flirtatious, skin delicate but wheat-colored, a thin three-inch blade is constantly spinning in her hand, and the cold light and shadow are tumbling , just like the wind blowing in Changqiu, the blue sky is clear, it can be seen that there is quite a bit of skill.She looks less than 20 years old, but her brilliance is restrained, her temperament is gentle, and her eyes reveal the essence.

It was Yu Bixing, the Fairy Zhanqiu of Canaan Valley.

There was a loud "rabbit" from far downstairs.

The current deputy owner of Caiwei Pavilion, Zuo Fang, the boy with big eyes, suddenly jumped up from the table, and closed the door of the room in three steps.

"Quick, let it go, I want to hide!"

For a moment, there was chaos inside the gate as if there were a hundred rabbits running amok, those who made nests made nests, those who pulled weeds pulled weeds, chickens flew and dogs jumped, it was very lively.

"Is there something that the Zuo Pavilion Master is afraid of?" the woman in Tsing Yi wondered.

"There are three people in this world that I absolutely don't want to face head-on. Yun Bingkuai, Young Master Wuyan, and Lu Feixing are all troublesome! And it just so happens that these three people call me Rabbit! Do you think I'm afraid?"

Left to hide behind the flower pot in the corner of the room.

"Just say, I'm resting today and I'm not in the pavilion."

As soon as he made a silent gesture, the door was pushed open.

The visitor was wearing a long moon white dress, and a very thick black fur cloak was draped over his hands, which was about the same height as Zuo Fang, but a little thin.The footsteps when going upstairs showed that she was an ordinary person with no inner strength, but when she stood at the door and looked at it, the air around her seemed distorted and calm. This person seemed to be in another dimension, powerful Incomparable, independent of the world.

Yu Bixing was a little intimidated, but he failed to say the excuse left by Zuo Fang.

Xue Zangxue first felt that there was another guest in the room after entering the door.

He quietly stood opposite the woman in Tsing Yi, and put his finger to his lips to signal her not to speak.

Yu Bixing nodded slightly, the support she wanted had been obtained, and it was time to fight back.

She said to Zuo Fang: "I will take my leave first."

She nodded slightly at Xue Zangxue again. Although the other party couldn't see her, she felt that the other party should be able to feel her movements.

Out of politeness, he didn't look at Xue Zangxue any more, and walked away resolutely.

Countless times of life and death made Xue Zangxue completely different from the high-spirited look of the year. At this time, Yu Bixing has also experienced too much worldly experience and hidden too many things in his heart, so he cannot recognize Xue Zangxue at a glance like he did back then.Some things are such a tragic coincidence that the other party is so deeply concerned that they don't even recognize each other.

The door behind him was closed.

This became the last time the two brothers and sisters saw each other in their lives.

Suddenly, needles could be heard in the room, and Zuo Fang, who hadn't heard the sound for a long time, stuck out his head.

"Come out, rabbit." Xue Zangxue hooked his hand towards him.

"Eh?" Zuo Fang was a little surprised, how did she know that she was called a rabbit.

Xue Zangxue felt that the light in the room was not too bright, so he took off the silk from his eyes.

I happened to see the short Pavilion Master Zuo hiding in the corner, with a puzzled expression, still as cute as a rabbit.

"The Master of the Rabbit Pavilion is polite." Xue Zangxue smiled and bowed.

Zuo Fang looked up.

This woman has very fair skin, and a pair of brown eyes are big and bright, which is the brilliance of a smart person, but when you look closely, there is a sense of tired vicissitudes, and different emotions seem to become different colors. In the eyes, the moment it looks at you with a smile, it shines like stars.The person watched by it is like a lost passerby in the dark night, attracted by a kind of light and unable to break free.

Zuo Fang has always had a good impression of people with big eyes, judging people by appearance is very similar to Xue Zangxue.But the reason for Zuo Fang is that when he was a child, he was always told that his eyes were round and big like a little girl, so he often cried and went to the old pavilion master. The old pavilion master comforted him and said that people with big and bright eyes are good people.From then on, he regarded this sentence as a treasure, and he looked at people's eyes wherever he went.This theory has been ridiculed by the people in the pavilion for many years, but he still does not change his original intention.

This person should not be as scary as those three troublesome spirits. The deterrent force just now should be an illusion.

"That's called Mian! How many times have I said that, there is no such thing, Mian! Zuo Mian! Zuo Pavilion Master!" Zuo Mian's stillness was really only for a moment. , and then gritted his teeth angrily, "It must be Lu Feixing who said it, right? Why is this bastard talking nonsense everywhere! To ruin my reputation, I will never end with him!"

"I'm his elder, so it's not a nonsense to tell me, and you are as cute as a little white rabbit, I like it very much."

Xue Zangxue casually dragged out a chair, put the book on the chair on the table, flicked his long sleeves, Shi Shiran sat down, watched Zuo Fang's face slowly turn red, and then turned his back so she wouldn't see.

"What kind of elder are you? I haven't seen how old you are."

Zuo Fang thought, this woman is not ashamed, how can she talk about her liking, but he is really embarrassed by his appearance, so he can only continue to communicate awkwardly.

"What's your relationship with Feixing? Why haven't I heard him mention it?"

Xue Zangxue couldn't hold back a low laugh. Although he had a restless mouth after getting along with Mo Zelan for a long time, how did this rabbit become the pavilion master, and how could he control the overall situation with such a thin skin.After thinking about it, when I met this kid back then, he was just a boy downstairs watching the door. According to Lu Feixing, he was forced to take over the position two years ago. It seems that it is the problem of the previous pavilion master. How did you become the master.

"He only met me after he met you. I just taught him a few tricks."

This brat Lu Feixing is really lucky. He sent a letter saying that he had worshiped Xue Wuyan as his teacher, and now he has this very special woman teaching him. Why did I only meet Yun Bingkuai? Zuo Fang felt very unhappy, but he didn’t think about it How can this person teach Lu Feixing without martial arts.

"What are you doing here?" Zuo Fang's voice was muffled.

***

Rewind the time to seven years ago.

It was the first time for Young Master Wuyan to visit Caiwei Pavilion.

"Little brother, I'm here to buy news."

"Oh, you have no face, son? You want to buy news? What news?" A kid with big eyes squatted in the yard and said lazily, not showing any timidity just because he was a new god of killing in the arena.

"Very important news, I'm a little afraid that you don't have it here."

The child became excited immediately, and even his eyes shone with excitement, like the rain after a long drought, and finally someone with discerning eyes and pearls came to him directly to buy news.

"Is there any news from Caiwei Pavilion? It's just that my news is very expensive."

There are Elder Jiancai and Elder Jianwei in Caiwei Pavilion.Elder Jiancai and his subordinates are responsible for information collection, and Elder Jianwei and his subordinates are responsible for news collation and sales.Zuo Fang happened to be the child raised by the two elders himself, and all the important and secret news in Jiang Hu was stored in his mind, and it was more correct to ask him to buy news than to find anyone from Caiwei Pavilion.

"As long as your news is true and good enough, then I don't think it's too expensive."

"That's natural. You can go to any Caiwei Pavilion and ask, Zuo Fang, is the news about Young Master Zuo really good enough? Seeing as you know enough about the goods, I will give you the lowest price. Every information is accurate. , starting at five hundred gold."

"Five hundred gold, do you really think I'm a little girl who doesn't go out?"

"Then how much did you say?"

Young Master Wuyan raised his hand and stretched out a finger.

"one hundred?"

"One tael, silver."

"One tael of silver, do you really think that my Zuo Pavilion master is a freelancer? 100 taels of gold, no bargaining."

Xue Zangxue ignored it and said, "Is "Caiwei Jianghulu" edited by your Caiwei Pavilion?"

"Eh? Ah? So what?"

"Who wrote "Caiweijianghulu·Wuyan Chapter"?"

"D-Is something wrong?"

"Of course, I was there in person, and I just wanted to ask you, Caiwei Pavilion, where did this nonsense of making up stories come from?"

"impossible!"

Xue Zangxue read out a passage casually: "On the third day of March, Ning Shanghua, the lord of Lanwu City in the Shiyuan Kingdom, went out on a trip. He happened to get an ancient sword, which was rusty and stained. Holding the hilt of the sword, he said: "The ancient sword hides the spirit, and it cannot be used without its owner. Is that right?"

Zuo Mian nodded.

"Wrong! Yan Qiubai didn't say that. He didn't know about Suiqiong Zangling. He just thought it was an ancient sword. If you don't believe me, I can take you to confront Brother Yan on the spot."

Zuo Fang's eyes suddenly widened, he looked so innocent and cute, not like a young man in his twenties.

Xue Zangxue did not allow him to refute, and continued: "On July [-]th, Shiyuan Lanwu City held a sword-testing meeting. The city lord and his wife invited nobles from all directions, major families, and martial arts knights to gather together. My son Wuyan is a fledgling, and he is with all the young heroes. Fighting to become the master of the ancient sword, right?"

Zuo Fang recalled it again and nodded again.

"Wrong! I didn't compete with any young heroes. The only person I fought against was Ning Shanghua that day. I can also take you to Mrs. Changhua to confirm this."

Zuo Fang was forced to take a step back by Xue Zangxue's momentum, his face flushed.

"Master Zuo, did your news come from the storybook? Tsk tsk, this kind of nonsense and irresponsible attitude is your Weige style?"

Zuo Fang was choked to the point of being speechless, because Xue Zangxue was right, and because Young Master Wuyan's whereabouts were too unstable, he couldn't grasp the exact information at all.So all the news about Young Master Wuyan in his hand came from a story-book author in Hengdong. Although that person was a loyal believer of Young Master Wuyan, he hadn't walked in the rivers and lakes after all, so how could he fully understand what happened?

"Little rabbit, answer me first, who made it up, and where is the source of the news?"

Zuo Fang looked embarrassed and said, "I, as for the source, I can't tell you."

"Then, the transaction is now open. If you make a mistake in "Caiweijianghulu · Wuyan Chapter", you have to give me a message, how about it?"

"Okay, tell me." Zuo Fang said helplessly.

Xue Zangxue touched his mask and smiled slyly.

"Keep it on the account, I'll ask you for it later."

"You are fooling!"

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Ahhhhh forgot to set the release time!