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Sitting in the bathtub, Lu Chai watched Xiao Lan expressionless, walked all the way from the door to the window, and jumped out.

...

A person fell from the sky, and the street vendor was taken aback. He was so fierce and he didn't dare to ask more. He just caught a glimpse of him as if he was heading to the north, walking in a hurry, he should be rushing to see someone.

Dashou Rice Oil Shop is a small workshop, with a shop at the front and an oil shop at the back. The fragrance of sesame oil permeates throughout the year. It was getting late at this time, and the old guys in the store were going up the door one by one, looking a little lame with his left leg.

Xiao Lan said: "Wait a minute."

The old man turned his head and glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Brother is buying oil?"

Xiao Lan hesitated and nodded: "Yes."

"Wait." The old man squeezed in sideways, and soon took out a jar of sesame oil, "The last point, it's cheaper for you."

"...Is the old man the shopkeeper of this shop?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Me? I'm not the shopkeeper." The old man said, "The shopkeeper took his wife out of town the day before yesterday. I was hired by them to look at the shop."

"Where did you go?" Xiao Lan asked again.

The old man replied: "Frost City."

Xiao Lan's complexion changed slightly: "Shuangshuang City?"

"Yes." The old man closed the last door panel and persuaded, "Brother, let's go back soon. It looks like it's raining, and I have to go."

Xiao Lan had a lot of thoughts in his heart, standing still for a long time, until a thunderstorm came from the horizon, and then she recovered.

"Oh, isn't this a relative of Shopkeeper Lu?" Passing by the street, a matchmaker poked her head out and smiled at him, "Why are you still standing here? Shopkeeper Lu has bought a table of dishes and is waiting for you. Go back to eat."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Lu Chai stood in front of the mirror, touched the bandage on his neck, and pulled the collar higher.

Xiao Lan appeared ghostly and silently behind him.

"Did you see it?" Lu Chai gave a meal.

Xiao Lan said, "She went to Wushuang City."

"Huoshuangcheng." Lu Zhui sighed, "That's it."

"Who is the person who married her?" Xiao Lan asked.

"People in the city call him Lao Li," Lu Chai said, "I am also a foreigner, who came to Wangcheng a few years earlier than Mrs. Tao."

Xiao Lan's expression suddenly changed: "The cripple?"

Lu Chai nodded hesitantly, "Is there a problem?"

"I just saw him." Xiao Lan gritted his teeth. "He said that he was just a buddy, and that the shopkeeper and his wife had gone to Wushuang City."

Lu Zhui was a little surprised: "Does he recognize you?"

Xiao Lan's eyes were stained with ink.

Returning to the rice oil shop in the north of the city again, I found the shopkeeper's residence along the way. The door of the small courtyard was closed, the ashes in the kitchen stove remained warm, and half of the vegetables and meat were placed on the cutting board, but no half of the figure was found.

Xiao Lan opened the door of the house with a palm, and a scent of flowers came on his face, with the familiar sweetness, which could **** all consciousness in an instant.

Lao Li came out from the dark and caught his limp body.

"Put it on the bed." A woman slowly emerged from the shadows, wearing a peony brocade dress, wearing a silk-wrapped gold hairpin and jade bracelet, and her phoenix eyes and red lips were gorgeous. Simple appearance.

Lao Li responded and helped Xiao Lan into the bedroom. Seeing the woman sitting still by the bed, she had to whisper a reminder: "Mrs. Tao, the effect of this miraculous fragrance will not last long."

Tao Yuer gently caressed Xiao Lan's side face: "They're all this big."

Lao Li lame said: "We should go now."

Tao Yuer got up and walked to the door, then looked back again.

Lao Li said lamely: "Mrs. Ruo Tao really doesn't give up--"

"Fine." Tao Yuer interrupted him. "For so many years, why are you willing or reluctant to give up? Let's go."

Lao Li sighed inwardly, brought the carriage from the backyard under the rain, and built a bridge in the yard with stones, and helped her get into the carriage.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Lu Chai watched the carriage drive away in the dark, guessing that he should have already left the city gate before pushing the door into the courtyard.

The fragrance of the flowers in the bedroom has mostly dispersed, but Xiao Lan is still lying in the bed unconscious.

Lu Chai took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, opened it and leaned close to the tip of his nose.

A coolness rushed to the top of his head, and Xiao Lan opened his eyes, feeling dizzy and painful in his head, as if eating a sap.

Lu asked: "Would you like to drink water?"

Xiao Lan reluctantly sat up.

"Lao Lao Li has taken Madam Tao out of the city." Lu Chase said, "Do you want to chase it?"

Thinking of what had just happened, Xiao Lan lay back and looked at the top of the bed and said: "According to my mother's method, do you think I will catch up with her?"

Lu Chai poured a cup of hot tea and drank it slowly: "At least Madam Tao thought about meeting you."

Xiao Lan disdain: "You know everything."

"It's true." Lu Zhui said, "This rice oil shop is very small, and Mrs. Tao usually wears plain clothes, but I saw her in a carriage in the dark. She was dressed in brocade and gold hairpin, very beautiful and luxurious, exactly the same as before. Want to see you, why do you dress like this?"

Xiao Lan didn't say a word for a long time.

The wind and rain outside had stopped, and Lu Chai got up and returned to Shanhaiju.

Seeing him entering the door, Xiao Er was finally relieved, and whispered: "Second shopkeeper, don't worry, the big shopkeeper has not come."

Lu Chau smiled: "Thank you very much."

Xiao Er served him a cup of hot tea, and then went to greet the guests again, but it was inevitable that he was wondering what he was going to do this time when he went out, why even the big shopkeeper had to hide it.

It's midnight.

Xiao Lan said coldly: "You, follow me to Frost City."

Lu Chai sat up from the bed.

Xiao Lan stared at him in the dark.

Lu Zhui said, "Okay."

In the early morning of the next day, a group of matchmakers came to the door on time, talking and laughing with melon seeds and preparing to intercept Lu's shopkeeper, but they didn't see anyone until noon.

Xiao Er said: "My shopkeeper has gone away, not at home."

I knew that it was the same sentence back and forth, and the matchmakers just didn't hear it.

Xiao Er felt very bitter, this time he was really not there.

"Shopkeeper Zhao is here." Someone in the hall said hello.

Xiao Er quickly wiped his hands, took out a letter from the counter and handed it over.

"Where did the people go?" Zhao Yue asked.

Xiao Er shook his head: "The second shopkeeper never said it."

With only a few lines, Zhao Yue's eyes were a little gloomy after reading it.

The cursive script, the characters are small, the matchmakers can’t wait to stretch their necks to a foot long, but they can’t see what is written, but one thing is certain-it must not be a good place, otherwise, why would the master be this one? To eat human faces.

In the afternoon, news spread in the city that the widow selling tofu seemed to be gone.

The matchmakers took a deep breath, and it is hard that the shopkeeper Lu has eloped with that Xi Shi.

But after a while, someone said that the widow was still there, and she accidentally fell into the pit while walking at night, and was not discovered until the afternoon when she fainted.

...

Xiao Er cleared the table while listening to the diners chatting, a little bit dumbfounded, but also a little worried. The trouble that the second shopkeeper encountered this time seems to be not small, and I don't know if it can be resolved smoothly.

The city of Wushuang is in the south of the Yangtze River, far from the Wangcheng. The fastest way is by water.

After more than a month, Xiao Lan and Lu Zhui appeared in Jinshui City, intending to take a merchant ship to Jiangnan via the canal.

Lu Zhui ordered a large table full of dishes in the restaurant.

Xiao Lan asked: "Are you going to have a treat?"

Lu Zhui said: "In your hands, I won't live for too long if I want to come, so I can't treat myself badly."

Xiao Lan said, "You know yourself."

"I don't have many advantages." Lu Zhui eats the same dishes, "This is barely one."

Xiao Lan filled the glass and drank it with his head up.

The waterways are prosperous. Although there are a lot of merchant ships going north and south, there are more guests, so you have to line up.

On the pier, the owner of the ship took the registration book and said: "Unfortunately, I only have the last guest room on this ship. Why don't you wait three more days? Wait for the next ship—"

"No need." Xiao Lan interrupted him, "one room for one room."

The boss glanced at Lu Zhui, and when he saw that he didn't seem to have any objection, he smiled and said, "Alright, it's cheaper for you two, please here."

This merchant ship is very big, the boss took the two to find the guest room, gave the keys and went to do other things. The hull shook slightly, and it had begun to go into the water slowly. Lu Zhui opened the door of the guest room and said, "Let's rest for a while."

The light was dim, and Xiao Lan's expression was stiff as he looked at the rigid bed in the small space that could only accommodate one person.

Lu Zhui said, "I sleep on the ground."

Xiao Lan said: "Okay."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Lu Zhui said, "I'm just polite."

"Since you can't live long, it makes no difference where you sleep." Xiao Lan put the burden on the table, taking it for granted.

Lu Zhui stood up and walked out.

Xiao Lan grabbed his arm.

"The boat is already sailing. You are afraid that I will jump into the river and fail myself." Lu Chai withdrew his hand. "I'll ask the boss if I can squeeze out a guest room."

The deck was noisy and crowded. Lu chased it for a while, but couldn't find where the boss was. Instead, a lady who didn't know her family put a handkerchief in her arms, which was delicious.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Lu Zhui said, "Let's go, go back and have a look."

"Wait." Xiao Lan frowned.

"What's the matter?" Lu Zhui followed his gaze, and saw two haters standing in the crowd, one tall and fat, the other short and thin, and the contrast when standing together was very obvious.

Xiao Lan led him quickly into the dark.

Lu asked: "You know?"

Xiao Lan nodded: "It's from the Eagle Claw Gang."

"Why did they come to Central Plains?" Lu Zhui was puzzled.

"This ship is going to Frost City." Xiao Lan said.

"But Shuangcheng has been silent for many years, what can I find now?" Lu Chai puzzled.

Xiao Lan glanced at him: "If you can't find anything, why should my mother go there again?"

Lu Zhui thought for a while and smiled: "That's right, I'm confused."