Chapter 15 Chapter 15: The Mystery of the Eagle Knife

Qin Mengyao skimmed up the tile surface, came to the highest point of the roof and sat down comfortably, looking down at a luxurious house opposite. Han Bai came to her side with a pair of big bare feet, imitated her and sat down, almost touching her delicate body. Qin Mengyao frowned, but thinking about it, if he said something to tell Han Bai to sit back, there would be traces of it, and this person had a naive temperament in everything he did, and he couldn't bear to be deeply blamed. Han Bo whispered, "Whose house is that, and the lights are still on at this late hour?" Qin Mengyao flicked a few strands of hair blown by the evening wind, turned her face away, glanced at Han Bai, and said, "Brother Han, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

The beautiful woman in his heart exhaled like blue in front of his face, even if he wanted to cut her a few times, he would be willing, let alone a few questions, and said repeatedly: "I don't mind, I don't mind!" Qin Mengyao said solemnly: "How long has the thick-backed saber that caught the attention of Xie Qinglian and Ma Junsheng in the arsenal that day been in the arsenal?" Han Bai was dumbfounded and said, "I thought you didn't notice the knife. Why didn't you show any sign that day, and didn't even look back?" Qin Mengyao said: "I just entered the arsenal that day, and I noticed the knife. Firstly, it was very thoughtful because of its location, and secondly, it was wiped to shine. Alas! Is it me asking you a question, or you?" Are you asking me a question?"

Han Bai said embarrassedly: "I forgot that it was Miss Qin who was interrogating me. Fortunately, your answer is also a question. I put this thick back knife very well and wipe it very carefully, because every time I pick it up When using knives, there is a kind...a very special feeling. Since the great master, oh! That is Master Han Qingfeng, because he is older than the great master, so I call him... Hey! Sorry, I changed the topic Far." Qin Mengyao showed a thoughtful expression, nodded and said: "It is indeed a sword with aura, so I was attracted by it as soon as I entered the arsenal."

Han Bai wondered, "Then why didn't you ask to see the knife? Oh!" Scratching his head, he said, "I can't help asking questions again." Qin Mengyao took a look at his naive appearance, and said with a slight smile, "Don't mind that much! The reason why I don't want to look at that knife is because I feel that it has a strong attraction to me, so I don't want to touch it. It disturbed my peaceful state of mind. I don't want to have anything other than a man and a sword! Hey, why are you staring at me like this?" Han Bai lost his mind and said: "You look a hundred times, a thousand times more beautiful than any blooming flowers when you smile, remember? When you said that day, 'Don't fight Chi Zunxin in the arsenal at dawn', you pursed your lips I still haven't forgotten the way I smiled."

Qin Mengyao was angry because of this, what she said just now was to remind Han Bai that her love for men and women in the world was still in her heart.Little did he know that this fool was thinking about something else, and he didn't know if he understood his own implication.He sighed softly, "When did Han Qingfeng come back with the knife?" Han Bai patted his forehead and exclaimed: "Oh! I'm so confused, I even forgot to answer this initial question." Qin Mengyao said angrily: "Be quiet, we are here to spy secretly!" Han Bai nodded repeatedly, his voice became hoarse, and he said in an undeniably low volume: "Yes! Yes! We are here to investigate the case! It's really exciting and fun!"

Qin Mengyao smiled sweetly when she heard this, and after she gave Han Bai a reproachful look, it took a while for the latter to regroup the three souls and seven souls, and said: "This matter may be very important." About ten days before coming to the arsenal, the great master, that is, Han Qingfeng visited the Han Mansion, and in the evening of that day, he came to the arsenal alone, and I was cleaning there." Qin Mengyao saw that he showed a repentant expression, so she didn't dare to disturb him, and took the opportunity to look at the opposite mansion. At this time, most of the lights that were still on just now had been extinguished, leaving only a house behind that was still dimly lit. lights.

Han Bai continued: "The great master is holding a long bag, thinking about things while walking, walking heavily, and sighing after taking two or three steps, I hide aside and dare not even breathe." Qin Mengyao shifted her eyes to Han Bai's face, and saw that he was wearing an expression of "I don't dare to take a breath", and finally couldn't help laughing "Puchi" and said: "What happened next?" Han Bai was so overwhelmed that he forgot to speak, he salivated and begged, "Can you smile one more time?" Qin Mengyao's delicate face turned cold, and she said displeasedly: "If you say such things to me again, I will leave immediately."

Han Bai raised his hand as a sign of surrender, and said with a bitter face: "Okay! Okay! I won't say anything, I won't say anything! Don't..." Qin Mengyao saw him so stunned, she softened her heart and said, "I'm listening." Han Bai regained his composure, and continued: "Master called me over, and unpacked the bag on the stage, which contained the thick back knife." Then imitating Han Qingfeng's old-fashioned tone, he said: "'Xiao Bai , you find a place to put this knife away.” Seeing his serious expression, I didn’t dare to ask further questions, so I hurriedly put the knife near the door, and when I looked back at him, he frowned. I Asked if he was dissatisfied with the position, he sighed and said: "Everything is fate, let it be there." After finishing speaking, he walked out without looking back. For the next ten days, he kept I stayed in the Han Mansion, but I never went back to the arsenal to look at the knife again, and I never thought that the knife was so important."

Qin Mengyao's eyes shot a sharp light, and said: "How do you know that the knife is of great importance?" Han Bai was terrified when she saw it, and he cursed himself for being useless, Qiqi Ai said: "Yes... the old man Chi Zunxin told me. Ah! It's like this. In prison, Chi Lao climbed to... not crawled. , came through the hole, I told him what happened, and he immediately pointed out that the knife was the key, he... He also paid special attention to you and asked very detailed questions." Qin Mengyao heard that Chi Zunxin paid special attention to her, thought for a while, and said calmly: "Since you know that the knife is of great importance, why didn't you go back to the arsenal afterwards to see if the knife is still there?"

Han Bai almost wanted to say "how do you know I didn't go back", but after thinking about it, this is asking a question instead of providing an answer.Busily swallowed the words back into his stomach, and changed his words: "I don't know, or I don't really care much about the murder case of the Han family, and I even want to forget about it completely. Or I'm afraid that seeing the knife is still there, I will endure it." I keep stealing it for myself. Or, or . What he said was in a mess, but Qin Mengyao nodded in satisfaction instead, turned his face away, and silently looked at the mansion that belonged to whoever it was, with no idea what thoughts were going on in his mind.

Under the moonlight, Qin Mengyao's undulating silhouette like a beautiful mountain, and her vivid and far-reaching eyes when thinking, are even more beautiful. Han Bai stared blankly, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart.Suddenly, he once again felt that there was an insurmountable gap between him and the pure beauty in front of him, and this feeling was clearer and more real than before.I really can't understand the other party's extraordinary feelings.Even facing Jin Bingyun, he didn't have this "untouchable" feeling. Qin Mengyao turned her head, and she was obviously stunned when she met his eyes, looked at him deeply, and then said softly: "What's on your mind, brother Han?" At the end of the speech, her voice became thinner, obviously she had caught the reason. The two fell silent. Han Bai sighed and said, "I want to go!" Qin Mengyao scolded: "Brother Han, don't you want to help me anymore?" Just now Han Bai was still pestering Qin Mengyao and volunteered to help her.Now it's him who is clamoring to leave, but Qin Mengyao blames him for backtracking. Han Bai shook his head and said, "I suddenly feel disheartened, and I don't feel interested in anything else. Originally, I wanted to find Ma Jun's bad luck, but thinking about it, even if I split him five cents, it's nothing more than it is! It's nothing more than this!" Qin Mengyao looked at Han Bai, as if meeting him for the first time, suddenly smiled brightly, and said, "Brother Han, please let it go, Mengyao dare not force it." Just when a gust of night wind blew, a few strands of Qin Mengyao's long hair were blown onto Han Bai's face. Qin Mengyao let out a soft cry, brushed her hair back with her hands, pulled it back to her temples, and said sorry in a low voice. Han Bai stared at her blankly. Qin Mengyao said angrily: "Since you said you were going to leave, why did you stay here and look at him with those thieves' eyes?" She seldom speaks to girls like this, and Han Bai's body is even harder to move.He cowardly said: "You just...just now... Hey, you left me alone, didn't you?" Qin Mengyao looked at him coldly, and after a while his eyes softened, he sighed, and said slowly: "Yes! I don't want you to go, you may really be the one who can figure out the murder case in the Han family." Han Bai was greatly disappointed, and felt disheartened again. He spread his hands angrily before he was about to speak. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his eyes became bright and sharp. He looked deeply into Qin Mengyao's eyes and said: " Miss Qin, Han Bai has a question to ask." Qin Mengyao's heart lake, which was as smooth as a mirror, suddenly burst into waves, and secretly said something was wrong, but there was no expression on the surface, and he said calmly: "Brother Han, please tell me!" Han Bai seemed to be a different person, confident and sure: "With Miss Mengyao's wisdom, she should have known early on that I was an important person who solved the murder case in the Han family. Bo also doesn't want to?" He kept calling her Miss Qin, but now he even changed the title. Qin Mengyao glanced at him and said, "Why is Brother Han Bai so aggressive?" She also changed from Brother Han to Brother Han Bai, obviously setting up a protective wall to prevent Han Bai's upcoming "violent attack". Han Bai was stunned for a moment, then returned to his innocent self, scratched his head and scratched his ears and said, "Yes! Why am I like this, I just feel that if I can force you to be as busy as I am, you will be very confused... ..." Qin Mengyao saw him in such a state of mind, a smile overflowed from the corner of her eyes, she gave him a look and said, "You are really..." The line of defense that was set up just now is already broken by itself. Han Bai was salivating, swallowed with difficulty, panted and said, "You haven't answered my question yet." Qin Mengyao said angrily: "Are you interrogating me, or am I interrogating you?" Thinking that she would use Han Bai's words, she felt amused.Since her debut, she has naturally kept a distance from everyone except Pang Ban.Only Han Bai, who is majestic in appearance but full of innocence and enthusiasm in his eyes, can make her want to keep a distance but is unattainable. Han Bai pretended: "Leave me a little this time, and ask me a question, otherwise I'll want to kill myself, Miss Mengyao, you can't bear it either!" Qin Mengyao sighed: "What a rogue!" This was the second time she called Han Bai a rogue tonight, and considering her usual gentle and graceful manner towards enemies, this was truly unprecedented. Qin Mengyao looked up at the bright moon that had risen to the middle of the sky, let the golden light caress her face, and sighed quietly: "Do you know? The you now and the you who chased me on Huangzhoufu Street that day have changed in temperament. I have experienced a great change. I have only found that feeling from a few people, like my master Yan Jingan, Master Jing Nian and Pang Ban. It is a kind of sincerity that transcends the gains and losses of fame, fortune, and power in the world. Temperament, and you have another characteristic that they don't have, that is, your carefree, heart-felt detachment. Ever since Mengyao left Jingzhai, she has never tried to be as happy as she was tonight." She lowered her head and looked at Han Bai's eyes were as clear as a pool of water, but they were so bottomless, he said calmly and softly, "Brother Han is satisfied with this answer?" Han Bai's heart became hot, and he tentatively said a little embarrassedly: "Then...then you should be happy to be with me, why do you treat me like a plague god and want to get rid of me?" Qin Mengyao laughed and said: "The God of Plague? Who thinks you are the God of Plague!" No matter whether she said lightly or smiled lightly, she was always so coquettish and charming, making people dazzled. Han Bai seemed to be addicted to chasing her, and pursued without giving up an inch: "It's not the plague god, so why did you almost chase me away with a sword?" Qin Mengyao had a rare and playful expression, deliberately pretending to be nonchalant and said: "Didn't I let you follow me in the end?" Han Bai said: "That's just because I played a rascal so much that I pestered you to no avail." Qin Mengyao laughed dumbly again and said, "You are finally willing to admit that you are a scoundrel." Han Bai salivated and said: "Facing you, I, Han Bai... call! No! I, Han Bai, is the No. The four words of Feng Bo almost blurted out. Facing the No. 1 scoundrel in Tianzi, even though Qin Mengyao was so smart and clear, he felt helpless, and said displeasedly: "You know the answer well, why do you force me to say it?" Han Bai was so frightened that he stretched out his big hand and wanted to press Qin Mengyao's shoulder, but of course he didn't dare. He pressed it a few times in the void, begging the beautiful woman in front of him to calm down, and said, "Okay! Okay! I won't ask! What should I do now? ? Who are we looking for here?" Qin Mengyao refused to let him go, and said coldly: "Now, 'what's Han Baida' doesn't want to leave anymore!" Han Bai thought to himself: I won't leave even if you put the sword on my neck now.At the same time, I warned myself not to call him "Hero Han Bai" again and again, and said repeatedly: "Miss Mengyao, please forgive me for this." Qin Mengyao glanced at him, only to feel that after she said what was in her heart, she immediately replied relaxed and freehand, and her mood was much more comfortable. Her swordsmanship neither focused on attacking nor defending. , with the heart as the finger and God as the guide. The "method" of "dealing with" Han Bai, a scoundrel, coincides with the spirit of her kendo. She turned her eyes back to the mansion, thinking that she came here to do serious business, but she couldn't help playing with this scoundrel for a long time, it's really funny to think about it. All of a sudden, she felt the carefreeness in her heart, a state that she could only achieve when she was sitting in meditation, and she never expected to get it in this situation.Master Yan Jingan said that he is the only one who has the hope of passing the test of temperament, but can he pass the test of Han Bai?Do you want to break into it yourself?The world situation is already troublesome, but why does Han Bai make her more peaceful and forget her worries? At this time, Han Bai looked down at the mansion across the street like her, and said, "Who lives here?" Qin Mengyao said gently and authentically: "He Qiyang!" Han Bai looked at her in astonishment. Lang Fanyun searched here and there among the dozen or so cans of wine in the wine storage room next to the dining hall in the inn, and finally picked one, pinched the seal, poured it on the large bowl Zuo Shi handed over, and poured more than half of it by himself Inside the entrance, he sighed and handed it to Zuo Shi. Zuo Shi was a little at a loss as he held the half bowl of wine left. Lang Fanyun savored the burning pleasure in his mouth and throat, saw Zuo Shi still holding the bowl of wine in the corner of his eyes, and wondered, "Why didn't you drink it before the wine ran out?" Zuo Shi's pretty face glowed red and said: "I'm not used to drinking from a bowl." But he secretly complained in his heart: this person is usually so intelligent, why can't he think of the bowl he used, how can he teach another woman to share it. Lang Fanyun suddenly said: "That's right, Zuo Gong likes to drink wine with a wine ladle, this habit must have been passed on to you, don't worry, I will find one for you." Zuo Shi smiled coquettishly, picked up the bowl, and drank it all in one gulp. Lang Fanyun's eyes sparkled, he took back the empty bowl, filled it up, slid against a large wooden barrel by the wall, sat on the ground, put the full bowl of wine on the ground, pointed to the ground in front of him and said: "Left Please sit down, girl, this seat is dry and clean, but it doesn’t matter if it gets dirty, I’ll buy you a new set of clothes tomorrow, eh! One set is not enough, I need to buy more.” Zuo Shi drank the wine, her pretty face flushed, she sat down obediently with bent legs, looked down at the bowl of wine, and said softly, "Can I have a couple more sips? It's been a long time since I drank like this. The taste is better than I imagined." it is good." Lang Fanyun laughed heartily, took the bowl with both hands, and handed it to Zuo Shi. Zuo Shi reached out to pick it up, and when she inevitably touched Lang Fanyun's fingertips, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled a few times. After watching Zuo Shi drink three consecutive sips, Lang Fanyun's face was filled with a warm smile, thinking of the "Bacchus" Zuo Boyan, he said to himself: "If Zuo Gong is alive after death, you know that me and your daughter Hiding in someone's wine cellar in the middle of the night to steal wine and drink, you will lose your teeth laughing, if you still have teeth." Zuo Shi sent the remaining half bowl of wine to Lang Fanyun with one hand, and raised his sleeve with the other hand to wipe off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth. After being stunned for a while, he took the wine bowl suddenly and consciously, drank the bowl upside down, and was willing to put it down. Lang Fanyun looked up to the sky and sighed, leaning on the big barrel behind him softly, said: "This wine is really good, but it is still a lot worse than Qingxi Liuquan." Zuo Shi raised her pretty face that was flushed red by wine, and said softly: "Langshou likes to drink, and I will brew it for you every day from now on." It was only after the words came out that he realized the grammatical error, but luckily at this time, the waves were overwhelmed. It is also inseparable whether she burned her cheeks because of being drunk or because she was so ashamed. Lang Fanyun smiled slightly, closed his eyes, thought about it, and suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Miss Shi!" Zuo Shi was intoxicated in this warm and worry-free world, so he was taken aback and replied: "What's the matter?" Lang Fanyun said: "When Zuo Gong is drunk, he likes to hit the stage and sing the most. I don't know if he also passed it on to you?" Zuo Shi said sweetly: "You're really a person. Could it be that if my father knew it, I would definitely do it too? Besides, I'm not drunk yet." Speaking of the last sentence, her voice was too thin to be heard. Lang Fanyun laughed and picked up the bowl, walked towards the open wine counter, and said: "It turns out that some people haven't had enough!" Zuo Shi jumped up, came to Lang Fanyun's side, gently took the bowl in Lang Fanyun's hand, and smiled like a little girl: "Let me come. I have poured wine for my father since I was a child. skilled." Lang Fanyun stepped aside, watched her skillfully fill a bowl of wine with a smile, and said, "Can you drink the whole bowl?" Zuo Shi said in amazement: "No! I can drink three more sips at most. The taste of alcohol plague is the most uncomfortable. Only when you are drunk before you are drunk, wine is the most wonderful thing in the world." Lang Fanyun sighed: "It's a good time to be drunk." Sure enough, Zuo Shi drank three sips obediently, and of course the rest went into Lang Fanyun's stomach. Lang Fanyun covered the mouth of the jar with the bowl, took out a heavy ingot of silver, put it on the bottom of the bowl, and said with Zuo Shi: "Miss, are you interested in drinking Wuchang City?"