who and the rivers and lakes

Zhan Zhao rushed to the county government office alone, and waited for a cup of tea, but before Ding Yuehua could sit still, he had to return to Zhujiazhuang.His hope was in vain, Ding Yuehua did not come back, remembering that the black-clothed killer threatened Ding Yuehua's life to escape, maybe it was not a lie, Ding Yuehua might really have fallen into the hands of the killer organization.

The rain that had stopped suddenly started to fall heavily again, and the dense fog filled the sky made the sky darker.The gloomy sky also made Zhan Zhao's heart feel heavier.

He slowly walked out of the room, walked along the corridor under the eaves, and walked to Ding Yuehua's room.He has checked several times before, but there is no clue.There were no traces of struggle or fighting in the room, but this does not mean that Ding Yuehua left on his own, rather than being forcibly taken away.With the martial arts of the killer with extremely high sword skills and the vicious methods of the killer organization, it is not difficult to kidnap a person without knowing it.It's just that the body has not been found yet, and judging from the tone of the black-clothed killer, he still holds hope that Ding Yuehua is alive.

Zhan Zhao is quite familiar with all the furnishings in the room.Standing in the middle of the room, for some reason, he always had a secret and unspeakable feeling, just like the feeling he had when he found the killer on the street. It seemed strange but familiar, but he couldn't tell what the strange feeling was. is caused by what.

Leaving Ding Yuehua's room, Zhan Zhao walked all the way back, passing the mourning hall in the vestibule.The white candles in the mourning hall were dimly lit, making it look desolate.Bai Xinyu knelt down on her knees, offering incense to Bai Qingyun.

Although Sheng Donglai was seriously injured, he was reluctant to take a step away from Bai Xinyu, unwilling to rest alone in the room, but followed her to the mourning hall, leaning in a chair beside her, watching her every move .

Bai Xinyu was still the same as before, with a cold attitude towards him, and he didn't seem to notice his gaze at all, but he said a few words from time to time, as if talking to himself, more like talking to Sheng Donglai, maybe She pretended not to care on the surface, but in fact she really needed Sheng Donglai's company in her heart, fearing that he might misunderstand her indifference and leave disappointed.

"Second sister is unhappy all her life, maybe she can only be freed by death." Bai Xinyu said slowly.

Sheng Donglai looked at her without blinking, as if admiring a peerless treasure.

Although Sheng Donglai didn't speak, Bai Xinyu didn't need to turn his head, but knew that he would listen intently.She said slowly again: "Actually, I'm not worth it for my second sister. She still has a lot to do. How can she commit suicide like this?"

Sheng Donglai still didn't speak.

Bai Xinyu went on to say: "I shouldn't have said that at first, but I wish the eldest brother is dead, and the second sister is completely free, so why did she commit suicide?" She sighed softly, and said: "Others say that the second sister She is a martyr, she died as a martyr for her husband, but I know that the second sister only fears and hates Brother Zhu, how can there be any real feelings? Even if the second sister wants to die, it is definitely not for the sake of Brother Zhu."

Sheng Donglai also sighed, although he still didn't speak, he already felt Bai Xinyu's sadness.He has deep roots in love, just like the extreme hard work when he was learning swords, completely forgetting himself, only willing to be happy with Bai Xinyu's joy, and sad with Bai Xinyu's sorrow.

Zhan Zhao outside the mourning hall originally had his head down, but now he raised his head, his eyes sparkling.He still has one person to investigate, hoping to find clues from this person.

Yin Tongming is a well-known local doctor. Although his family business is not huge, it is also well-off.The black lacquered gate and the brass door knocker are neatly arranged, which shows that Yin Tongming loves this house very much.

Zhan Zhao stood outside the black-painted gate, looked up and down, raised his hand to clasp the brass knocker, and knocked lightly.

The door knocker only rang twice, and there was an answering voice from a distance inside, the voice was childish, the voice of a child.Then there was a sound of trembling footsteps, as if two people were walking over.One of them moved slowly and took some effort to reach the gate, and opened it with a creak.

Sure enough, there were two people standing inside the door, an old lady with white hair like frost, and a little boy who was no more than six or seven years old.The old lady leaned on a crutch with a dragon's head in her hands, her eyes were cloudy, her legs and feet were sluggish, it seemed that not only her eyes were blind, but her body was also very old and weak.The little boy was quick-witted and lively, with a pair of clear eyes rolling around, wishing he could jump three times in place with every step he took.

Zhan Zhaowan didn't expect such two people to open the door, he looked left and right, and was momentarily stunned.

The two old and young, the young and the young, did not look like servants of the Yin family, so they could only be relatives of Yin Tongming.If they were relatives of Yin Tongming, why would they come to open the door in person?Especially the old lady, she really should have recuperated in her room, and she shouldn't do this job of answering the door anyway.

Although the old lady couldn't see her eyes, she had a very kind face. The child's eyes rolled around, never leaving the giant que worn by Zhan Zhao's waist.

Zhan Zhao coughed lightly, and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, is this Dr. Yin Tongming's house?" He already suspected that he had found the wrong house, maybe the old man at the alley pointed to the wrong door.

The old lady nodded and smiled.The little boy said happily: "That's right, this is the home of my father, Dr. Yin."

The little boy spoke innocently, Zhan Zhao couldn't help smiling, and said, "Is Dr. Yin at home? I'm next to Zhan..."

He only uttered the word Zhan, and the old lady and the little boy shouted at the same time: "Are you the hero Zhan Zhaozhan?"

Zhan Zhao took a few more glances at the old lady and the little boy, and said curiously, "It's me, how do you..."

Still before he could finish speaking, the little boy interrupted him again, giggling and saying, "Daddy told me and grandma to stay at the door a long time ago, just waiting for a hero Zhan Zhaozhan to come." His big eyes moved up and down. Looking at Zhan Zhao, he said with a smile, "Uncle, you are tall and thin, you are handsome and imposing, and you also carry a beautiful and imposing sword, just like daddy said."

Zhan Zhao looked at the smiling faces of the old and the young, but couldn't help laughing.The brighter the smiles on their faces, the more mysterious and difficult it is for him to do.But how could he be the one who retreats in the face of difficulties?Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he will rush through it without frowning.

The old lady stretched out her dry hand tremblingly, patted her grandson's head, and said, "Don't just gossip with uncle, do what your father told you to do."

The little boy looked up at his grandma, and said, "I just wanted to tell my uncle, but you're urging me again." After complaining to his grandma, he said to Zhan Zhao, "Uncle Daxia, Daddy said that he was in the old The teahouse is waiting for you, see you soon."

"Old teahouse?" Zhan Zhao asked, "When did Doctor Yin go to the old teahouse to wait for me?"

"Daddy left early in the morning and didn't come back for lunch. Uncle Daxia, if you see Daddy, please remind him to come home early? Grandma and I are waiting for him for dinner. There is his favorite braised fish. "

After the little boy finished speaking, he closed the door bouncingly, leaving Zhan Zhao standing where he was, full of doubts.He turned around and walked slowly. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He walked faster and faster, heading straight for the old teahouse in the ancient alley.

It was past noon, and there were not many customers in the old teahouse. The old shopkeeper was dozing off in front of the counter with his hands on his forehead. Amu was busy everywhere, either adding water for one table, serving refreshments for another table, or cleaning up the empty tables. stool.He turned his head and saw Zhan Zhao coming in, and greeted him loudly from afar, "Guest officer, you are here again, you still can't forget our Yuwu tea, right? I told you earlier, our tea will be remembered in my heart after drinking it." ah."

Zhan Zhao looked at Amu and nodded, and said with a slight smile, "I have an appointment with someone..."

Amu immediately said: "So guest officer, you are the one that Dr. Yin Tongming is waiting for. You are here. Dr. Yin has been waiting for a long time. Please come with me. Dr. Yin is waiting for you in the private room."

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