Chapter 19

In the dark night, a silver moonlight added a bit of cold mystery to this lonely night.

The heat dissipated at night, and it was no longer as hot as in the day. The evening wind blew into the open window with a slight coolness. In the corner of the yard, there is a thick bamboo on one side of the house. On the edge of the bamboo is a small pool, reflecting the sparkling waves in the moonlight. The edge of the bamboo is an open window, and there is a desk and bookshelf beside the window. Candles are lit on the table. The firelight is half-bright in the night wind, swaying and casting all kinds of mottled shadows. There was a small teenager sitting at the desk. The teenager was wearing a thin summer shirt, and his body that had not yet grown up had not yet shown the feeling of jade trees in the wind. He held a book in his hand and looked at it carefully under the lamp. The cool breeze blew the hair hanging on his forehead, and the teenager was still unaware of it.

He has a little baby fat on his face that has not fully grown, and there is a faint blue mark under his eyes, which looks particularly obvious under this shadow. He kept reading, but half a day passed, but he never saw a page of writing.

For a long time, the teenager seemed to be irritable and anxious. He threw the book in his hand slightly rudely and reached out and rubbed his sore eyes. He stretched out his hand to find the tea cup on the table, but when he touched it, he did not control his strength. The tea cup hit the ground with a bang and splashed his clothes. The teenager frowned slightly and bent down to pick up the teacup that fell on the ground for a long time. There was a tingling pain in his hand. He called back his hand, and his white and tender fingertips overflowed with a drop of red blood - the teacup broke a gap. Although it was not completely broken, it was useless.

His heartbeat was a little messy. The teenager casually pulled out his handkerchief to wipe away the blood from his fingers, closed his eyes, and collapsed on a big chair made of pearwood. The moonlight shone on his body through the open red window. The shadow was long pulled on the bookshelf behind him, and the thin figure was slightly decadent.

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For some reason, the man changed his mind and let Xiao Song sit on the desk and chair in the corner by the window. Compared with **, the chair is definitely the place that Xiao Song can tolerate. Xiao Song did not dare to take an inch further. He obediently responded, lowered his eyebrows and walked over and sat down without any unnecessary small movements. The man followed her from beginning to end. After she sat down, the man also came to her side and reached out to slap Xiao Song's head and stood straight.

Xiao Song lowered his head and did not want to see the man's face. No matter what the man looks like, it has nothing to do with her. If he sends a life because of this superfluous curiosity, God will cry for her.

Seeing her obedient, the man seemed to be satisfied, and at least two points of coldness in his voice: "Don't talk, and don't try to save your father, otherwise..."

The meaning of this threat is much weaker than before.

Xiao Song was kind and said obediently, "I know, otherwise you will kill me immediately. Needless to say, I understand."

The man was stunned and seemed to see the huge tail behind Xiao Song's buttocks in a trance. His eyes seemed to say, 'I'm smart, right? Am I good? Am I obedient? Praise me, praise me, hurry up, don't praise me politely~!' The whole look of asking for credit and selling good deeds. By the way, this girl really doesn't have a gloomy and annoying father all over her body... If he hadn't really confirmed the identity of this person, he might not have been able to catch her. He suddenly teased the girl's interest and said coldly, "Don't be smart. If you are disobedient, I will... hang you on the market for tens of thousands of people to watch!"

Xiao Song almost spit out a mouthful of black dog blood... Damn it! B bitch, you, good, poison!

The man said, "Why don't you talk?"

What did Xiao Song say with a stinky face? What can she say? It is said that there are no 10,000 people in Liangfeng County? Or is it better to be striped in the market than to be raped and then killed by Duan Zixiu ←_←!

Seeing that she had no energy at all, the man no longer teased her. His eyes swept around, stayed on the beam of the room, and threw a sentence: "You stay here and don't move. If Duan Zixiu comes in, you will find a way to lead him over." Then he strode forward a few steps, facing Xiao Song across a book table.

Xiao Song couldn't help complaining: "Don't move? What should I do if I want to pee in a hurry?

"Cough..." The man's feet were crooked, and the original movement of jumping on the beam could no longer be maintained. His body slanted and almost staggered. It took him a long time to stabilize his body and roared, "Hold!"

This powerful sound... Isn't this person shy?

Xiao Song looks interesting and still wants to be cringe. The man blocked his neck and said coldly, "If you say another nonsense, I will immediately hang you on this beam!"

Xiao Song almost bit his silver teeth: "..." This damn bitch!

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Xiao Song is very sleepy, and Xiao Song is very sleepy. In the past few days, she has been going to Mu's yard for morning classes. She hasn't stayed in bed for a long time, which has led to her helpless normal schedule. She hasn't fallen asleep so late for a long time... After all, as a young girl, her physical strength is really not as good as that of that scumbag man, and she can find it at night. There is no problem for Huan to get up early to work the next day ←_←!

The girl said that she was too delicate!

Xiao Song is sleepy, but every time she wants to doze off, the man lying on the beam above her will shoot an eye knife... The girl who feels very sensitive is really tired and doesn't love her.

I don't know how long it took, and there were only two people breathing in the room. Xiao Song was so tired that he secretly made a decision in his heart... or sleep! Or die! At this time, there were floating footsteps outside the courtyard... It was really a familiar footsteps. Xiao Song shed two sad tears for himself - the guy with soft feet finally cried at night~! She has never wanted Duan Zixiu to appear in front of her eyes!

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There is no doubt that the person who came here is indeed a joke.

In view of the fact that he met ghosts hitting the wall last time at night, now Duan Zixiu will take Wenqing with him every night. However, when he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he let Wenqing go back... After all, this is the backyard. Wenqing, an old man, really had a lot of inconvenience in his backyard. Duan Zixiu opened the door and did not find Xiao Song sitting stiffly behind the desk. In the night, his clothes rubbed the ground and made a rustling sound. Hearing Xiao Song's ears, he only felt that the rustling sound and the sound of insects outside the house were particularly harmonious.

Duan Zixiu groped softly to the table, found a fire fold and lit a candle. He picked up the candlestick and was about to go to bed by bypassing the screen, but at this time he saw the figure behind the desk.

Duan Zixiu was shocked, couldn't help taking a few steps back, and squeezed out a word from his throat: "Who?!"

Xiao Song has a panoramic view of Duan Zixiu's panicked expression and feels extremely comfortable... She basically has benefits every time she travels, that is, her facial features are particularly keen. This function is simply engraved in her soul, not the shells themselves. In this dark night, she could clearly see Duan Zixiu's expression at this time, but in Duan Zixiu's view, she was just a vague shadow... It was a refreshing word.

"Dad, it's me, Xiang'er." Xiao Song adjusted his voice with a little grievance. She glanced at the dark shadow on the beam that blended with the night. It was too dark. Even if she had good eyesight, she could not see clearly, and only a vaguely saw the outline - she didn't know if she would be hated by him if she opened her mouth casually without the permission of this guy? However, if she doesn't open her mouth, I'm afraid she will only scare away this suspicious joke... Since he wants her to lead the joke, he won't care about her little uncooperative...?

"Xiang'er..." Duan Zixiu was first shocked and seemed to be a little surprised. He quickly calmed down and took two steps closer with a candlestick. "Xiang'er, why did you come?"

Do you think she wants to come?

Xiao Song choked and said, "Xiang'er had a nightmare. I'm so scared... But my father is not here... Xiang'er is so scared."

The weak and crying girl is the most adorable. Even if Duan Zixiu can't see Xiao Song's appearance clearly, he can imagine her daughter's beautiful appearance with pear blossoms and rain at this time, and her mind suddenly flutters... Xiang'er's behavior these days is indeed a little strange, which has made him doubt whether she has known anything many times? And tonight, this look of relying on him is what Xiang'er should have.

The doubts in his heart have dissipated. His obsession with Nianxiang has not subsided a bit, but there have been too many strange things recently that he is not allowed to do at this time... But now that his fragrance is automatically sent to the door... That's another matter. Duan Zixiu raised the candlestick and walked to the desk, but quickly stopped. The little figure on the chair in the night curled up and couldn't see clearly: "Xiang'er, come here, Dad is here."

Xiao Song twitched the corners of his mouth twice: "..." Xiaoyang, his vigilance is quite high!

"Well..." As soon as Xiao Song's feet landed, he heard the breathing sound on the beam a little heavier, which seemed to be a warning. Even through the heavy night, Xiao Song felt the strong threat... The feet that had already landed were quickly taken back, and Xiao Song exclaimed 'ah'.

"What's wrong with Xiang'er?" Duan Zixiu asked quickly.

Xiao Song cried aggrievedly, "Dad ~ Xiang'er has been sitting for too long, and her legs are so numb~~ Dad is coming to carry incense!" Damn it, she has never been so coyed in her life. It's really broken!

She has been so compromised. If Duan Zixiu is not soft-hearted, she is not a man...

Fortunately, although Duan Zixiu was a little old, he was still a man. He came over... He bypassed the desk and hugged the little Xiao Song in his arms. Xiao Song's body stiffened and endured without resistance. Duan Zixiu was not in a hurry to hold Xiao Song away from the chair, but a pair of big hands touched Xiao Song's legs, winding up along his thin legs, and asked in a low voice and ambiguously, "My good fragrance, are your legs still numb?"

Xiao Song screamed in his heart. Why didn't the damn bandits come down and kill this scumbag? Jianghu emergency?! While smiling, he covered the big palm of Duan Zixiu with his young little hand and blinked innocently: "Xiang'er's legs are not numb."

"Is that right? This matter can be big or small, Xiang'er, let Dad have a look. As he spoke, the joke trimmed and followed Xiao Song*'s legs more and more...

What's wrong with this obscene man's temperament?

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When Xiao Song had begun to think about all kinds of nonsense and even speculated that this bandit was actually with Duan Zixiu', the bandit who had been inserted with countless cucumbers in her mind finally jumped almost quietly from the beam, and stepped on the ground with his shoes slightly. The sound is not too heavy. As long as you listen carefully, you can still detect it. However, the most perceptible joke Xiu is now with red eyes, and he breaks Xiao Song's tightly tied legs ←_←!

He is almost going to succeed...

Then, a cold dagger was put on his neck, which made the skin on his neck quickly get a layer of goose bumps.

"Don't move, Duan Zixiu." The man's cold and hoarse voice sounded behind him, and Duan Zi's slimming stiffened. Xiao Song took advantage of this effort to quickly jump off the chair and gently shrank into the corner on one side. Through the moonlight, she finally saw the bandit's face... She was actually good-looking, with a burly figure, strange bones, a face with sharp edges and deep facial features, and surprisingly bright eyes, like a wolf.

Only one... She doesn't know this person.

Duan Zixiu has been immersed in officialdom for many years, and his basic psychological quality is still available. After a brief panic, he quickly cleared his mind... In this situation, it is Xiaoxianger, whom he has always loved, betrayed him with outsiders! He was so hate that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. On his face, Duan Zixiu quickly regained his composure. His long clothes floated and still had a little literati's resolute and strong posture: "I don't know who you are? What's the matter with visiting late at night?

"You and I met once in Panlong Mountain a month ago. Master Duan is really forgetful." The voice of the bandit was very cold, with a cold murderous intention.

"Panglong Mountain?" Duan Zixiu was shocked and hesitated: "You..."

"That's right. I'm just a nobody. Even if Master Duan doesn't remember, he's also reasonable."

The joke was surprised. He looked at the handsome and resolute but simple-dressed man in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Gu Zihuan. I don't know if Master Duan still remembers?"

Gu Zihuan? Is it Gu Zihuan?!

Xiao Song, who huddled in a role to watch the play, was immediately shocked. The man in front of him turned out to be Gu Zihuan... Who is this? I haven't heard of it at all. It's strange ←_←!

In the original work, Duan Zixiu and Duan Jiyun turned against each other for Duan Nianxiang and finally died in the hands of a group of bandits attracted by Duan Jiyun. So Xiao Song guessed from the beginning that today was probably the death of Duan Zixiu... Although it was a little early, this bandit was probably the bandit who cut Duan Zixiu with a knife in the original work... right?

What's the name of the bandit?

Xiao Song actually remembers it. Although she can't remember those bad things, the bandit who cut people with a big knife is so distinctive that she can't remember... The bandit is called Gou Zhu←_←!

It doesn't matter if the surname is dog, but it's still called a pig... It's really hard not to impress!

So Xiao Song subconsciously thought that this bandit was the one named Gou Zhu... How could he think of calling Gu Zihuan? It's not that she wants to complain, she really doesn't want to complain... But this name is really a hero who is too literary and artistic! This is really not in line with your extremely tough identity as a hero! I think Gou Zhu's domineering name is more against your more domineering temperament!

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Duan Zixiu is obviously more shocked than Xiao Song, "You..."

"Master Duan wants to ask me why I'm still alive?" After seeing Duan Zixiu's expression, the man snorted coldly, "I don't think my life should be killed." As soon as the tone changed, the man suddenly became fierce, "God kept my cheap life, that is, he wants me to avenge my father and my brothers!" The dagger resting on Duan Zixiu's neck tightened, and Duan Zixiu soon tasted the pain of being torn. His elegant and clean face instantly became ferocious because of the pain, and even his voice changed a little: "Killing is not what I want. It's just that you are a bandit and I am an official. We have different positions, and I have no choice.

It's really implicit to let go ←_←!

However, Gu Zihuan was obviously not moved, but said coldly, "But it's true that you killed my father and brother. I came here today to take your life to pay off the blood debt!"

Xiao Song is already watching and is about to despair... Hero, if you want to kill, kill it quickly! That's what the villains do when they are so crooked before killing people! That has no future!

Gu Zihuan's eyes swept over Xiao Song, who was curled up, and suddenly said, "If you have any last words, talk to your baby daughter." How do you think it's malicious!

Xiao Song suddenly shed two tears of despair for himself... This damn bitch who should have been inserted with 10,000 cucumbers! Why don't you forget to give her hatred until you die?

Duan Zixiu really turned his eyes to Xiao Song, who was shrank aside, "Is it Xiang'er who led him to his father?"

Xiao Song: "..."

Duan Zixiu stretched out his hand to her and whispered, "Xiang'er, Dad's good Xiang'er, come to Dad."

Xiao Song is motionless - how can she go there? She is not stupid! What if this guy can't think of going to die with her?

"So Xiang'er hates father so much?"

Xiao Song was silent. To be honest, the word 'hate' was too heavy. A person can hate many people in his life, but he will not hate a few people. Not everyone deserves to be hated...especially this kind of uninable person. She really doesn't hate this scumbag... but she really doesn't like it. As an outsider, she must not like this kind of male supporting role; and as Duan Nianxiang, this dislike has doubled.