Love is More Than a Word

Chapter 72: New hatred and old hate nine

New hatred and old hate nine

It became warmer in March.

Tao Mo finally took off his heavy jacket. A few days ago, both Lao Tao and Hao Guoguo had broken their hearts, and it was not easy to bring him together. However, if there was a little wind and grass, the clothes on his body would always be several layers thick, so that it would be like a pile of cotton **** wherever he went. come.

It was said that he had been raised in bed for five or six days and was "detained" in the county government for five or six days before he got the approval of Lao Tao to let it go.

Hao Guozi didn't wait for his command, so he prepared the carriage smartly.

Tao Mo got in the car, but instead of going to Gufu, he went to the market.

Hao Guoguo thinks, when the young master was sick, Gu She came twice and brought a tonic every time. Although it was not a rare thing, it was not a decimal. The young master must be thinking about courtesy, but I wonder if the money that old Taosai gave to him when he left the house is not enough.

When he arrived, Tao Mo lifted the curtain and got off. Hao Guoguo wanted to keep up, but he was stopped by shaking his hand.

After a while, Tao Mo came out and carried a small paper bag in his hand.

Hao Guoguo muttered: "Is it only too shabby for Gu Gongzi?"

"Gu Gongzi?" Tao Mo froze, "When do I say I want to give it to him?"

It was Hao Guoguo's turn for a moment, "Who else is Gu Gongzi?"

"Go and see the rain." Since the last time the rain came, Tao Mo felt like he was holding something in his heart. He always felt sullen and panicked. He had to take a look at it with his own eyes and decide what to exchange for peace of mind. .

Hao Guoguo disagrees. It was just that Tao Mo had been sick for so long. He didn’t want to sweep his head, and he said: "Gu Gongzi and Yang Yu both visited the disease. Why did the young master treat each other? Or should we go to Gu Mansion and call Gu Gongzi together ""As long as Gu She is in, he believes that the rain will not make any conspiracies.

Tao Mo said: "Why bother? I'll go to see the rain first, and then go back to Gufu."

Hao Guoguo looked at the sky pretendingly, "That can't be too late, otherwise it would seem that we are catching up and eating."

Tao Mo responded with a low voice, remembering that he had visited him twice during his illness, his words were gentle, and occasionally he would tell a little funny story, and his heart was smeared with sweet honey, and the suffocation of his heart was dissipated because of the rain. Quite a lot, I feel relaxed.

At the entrance of the rain house, Hao Guoguo dismounted and knocked on the door.

He didn't want to see the rain, and he wouldn't be very gentle when he knocked on the door. It was almost like a door-to-door debt collection.

The door shook for a long time, and there was no one inside to answer the door.

Hao Guoguo frowned and said: "Isn't it not home?" He was displeased on his face, but he was very happy in his heart, and wished that the people inside would never stay home forever.

Tao Mo stood behind him for a while and couldn't help walking towards the nearby people.

Hao Guoguo shouted behind him, "Master, no one is here!"

Tao Mo was looking for someone to inquire, and the owner of the room came out, "Who are you looking for?"

Tao Modao: "The son of the next room, this gentleman knows where they went?"

The man sighed: "I am the owner of this house. The son was very ill and finally didn't get through it. He passed away a few days ago. The little fellow with him hurriedly performed the funeral for him, and then he didn't know where to go. "

Tao Mo's head seemed to be disturbed by a stick, and he was dizzy. "How many days?"

The man thought for a while, "Is it about ten days?"

About ten days?

Tao Mo was stunned, after seeing him?

A young woman suddenly rushed out from the inside, stood on the threshold and took a sip to the ground, saying, "It's really awkward! I thought I was rented to a schoolboy, who would be a short-lived ghost. This is good, and it will be difficult to rent it later!" "

The owner frowned: "He died of illness, nor was he willing."

The young woman was blocked by him, snorted coldly, glared at Tao Mo, and turned away.

The owner smiled embarrassingly, "The little lady is ignorant and has nothing to hide."

Tao Mo stared at him staring blankly for a long time before squeezing out a sentence, "Where is it buried?"

"I don't know. But I see that the little bureaucrat has fun in such a hurry, and I don't think I will find any good places. Most of it is the Ten Thousand Ghost Mountains."

Tao Modao: "Wan Guishan?"

"It's Yunlin Mountain." The owner pointed at the road in front of the door and made back and forth gestures. "It's not far. Out of the city, it's just five or six miles. You have a carriage, and you can't afford to go back and forth. How many hours."

Tao Mo was a little dull.

The owner got impatient, "Are you still doing anything?"

Tao Modao: "Did he go painfully?"

The owner of the house was asked and shook his sleeves, "How do I know this?! I am not a filial son of his family, and I have to wait for soup before the couch!"

Tao Mo didn't wake up until the door was closed from the inside.

Hao Guoguo, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help but came up and called softly: "Young Master."

Tao Mo pinched the paper bag.

What was originally wrapped flat and flat is now crumpled a little by myself.

"Master?" Hao Guoguo called out worriedly again.

Tao Motuan raised his head and said, "Shall we go to Yunlin Mountain?"

Hao Guoguo opened his mouth and nodded silently.

Even now, he still does not want to forgive the rain. Master Tao is such a good person, if not him, Master Tao will not die. He did not want to resent Tao Mo, he could only resent the rain. Even if he died, Hao Guoguo didn't feel much sympathy and pity, but he was relieved. The dark clouds over the young master's head finally vanished, and the wind and the sun were so beautiful.

It was just such a dark mind that he would never dare to disclose it at this time.

Especially when the young master is sad.

Arriving at Yunlin Mountain, it was already dark.

Looking at the darker mountain than the sky, Hao Guoguo flinched and shouted into the carriage: "Master, it's too dark to see the road. Let's come again tomorrow?"

Tao Mo looked out of the window and silently for a long time, said: "Okay."

So, the carriage went around at the foot of Yunlin Mountain and back again.

According to Tao Mo's original itinerary, I should go to Gufu now. But looking at Tao Mo's appearance, where can I still have dinner with Gu She to play chess and talk about Fengyue? Hao Guoguo drove the carriage back to the county government.

Tao Mo got off the bus and said nothing, but the figure floated into the house like a cloud.

Hao Guoguo stopped the carriage and was about to console him. He was caught aside by the old Tao who was ambushing outside the door.

"What happened?" Lao Tao didn't have the patience to open the door.

Hao Guoguo sighed: "Yu Yu is dead, I heard that he died of illness."

Old Tao was stunned. In the past few days, his mind has been put on Lingyang Wang and Huang Guangde, but he did not send someone to stare at the rain, and he did not want to have an accident. "Really sick?"

Hao Guoguo said: "Here, I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Mostly right? Isn't it..." His eyeball turned, and a more plausible guess appeared to him, "Pengxiang seeks money to kill?" "

Old Tao squinted him and said, "Why do you see it?"

Hao Guoguo felt that his guess was very reliable, and then said: "The owner said he would disappear after he hurriedly buried the rain. Isn't this a guilty conscience?"

Old Tao looked at him without a word.

Hao Guoguo took a half step back, "What am I saying wrong?"

"No, that's right." Lao Tao suddenly smiled in Hao Guoguo's very strange smile. "It's just right."

...

Hao Guoguo felt that his back was too cold.

Tao Mo was sad for one night, and finally got up a bit in the morning. This made old Tao and Hao Guoguo, who had been worried about his melancholy, relieved.

Lao Tao took the opportunity to propose that he had pondered over a night. "Master, don't you think the rain is so strange?"

Tao Modao: "What is the answer?"

Tao Tao said: "I saw the rain came to visit the young master that day, the words and deeds are very natural, and the look is also very good, why just say so suddenly and go?"

Tao Mo recalled that day when the rain came to visit, his cheeks were rosy, but it was the effect of rouge. My face was hidden behind the thick lead powder, and it was not good or bad. It's just that he had a profound meaning and a careful taste that day, but it had a slightly different meaning. If this were not the case, he wouldn't worry about it afterwards.

It's just that all this is just his guess. What is the truth, apart from the two parties, no one else knows.

Tao Tao said: "We and Yang Yu met in the end, and the young master is the county magistrate. How can he be unjustified?"

Tao Mo was so touched by him that he didn’t realize that the old Tao, who hated the rain as much as Hao Guoguo on the weekday, suddenly raised his grievances for the rain, just thought, it’s time to find out what happened. Yes.

Besides, Yang Yu took Huang Guangde's things, and Huang Guangde might have killed Evening Wind. In this way, the rain is indeed very likely to die from murder.

"Okay! I'll send someone uphill to find the corpse of rain tomorrow, and then let Qian do the autopsy!" Tao Mo threw a voice.

The corner of the old potter's mouth rose.

It is not so easy to find the body of the rain.

Yun Linshan said that it was not a big deal, but he also gathered a lot of lone soul wild ghosts, and now it is not easy to find one of them. What's more, Cui Jiong was reluctant to work hard, and the quick catching of people's words and observation was even more perfunctory.

A good body was found for three days.

Both Tao Mo and Lao Tao knew that the longer the body was hidden, the less clues it would have. So Lao Tao finally dispatched the demon children at last, but one hour later, the body was thrown in the courtyard of Yamen.

The stench rises.

Tao Mo quickly asked Wu Zuo to take the body for inspection.

Although it went very quickly, the smell was left behind, and it was not good to use various methods.

Just as Gu shot at the door, he smelled a little frown, and ticked his finger at Tao Mo, who was embarrassedly standing aside, "Come and stay in my house."

Lao Tao originally didn't want to go, but later thought, if people can do something before them, if they are elsewhere, the emperor will be far away, and they can't see or hear. Weighing the pros and cons, he followed Hao Guoguo with him.

Gu She still left Tao Mo's yard, everything is ready-made, it is very easy to live in.

Tao Mo was in a trance and felt that the days were back in the past.

But it's always different.

...

Lao Tao is back.

Muchun is gone.

The rain is gone.

Knowing that the county prince was anxious to know the result, Qian Zuo didn't close his eyes overnight, and inspected the body of Yu Yu up and down twice, and finally cut the railway: "Sick and dead."

Tao Mo sighed when he knew it, not sure if it was sad or gratified.

People are dead, and the past is full of clouds.

Tao Mo asked Lao Tao for some money for his funeral. When he was alive, he had never had any birthday. Tao Mo hoped that he would have his own comfort zone after his death.

Lao Tao was refreshing this time and took over the matter directly. He selected the coffin and carved the tombstone in one day, and chose to bury it when Ji Jiji was chosen.

It was drizzling drizzle that day.

Tao Mo squatted in front of the tombstone, and placed six large plates of dates.

Hao Guoguo held an umbrella behind him.

Tao Mo kept silent. He did not know the words on the tombstone, but he knew the tombstone. Looking at the gray stone, his heart finally sinking after a long mention.

The rain is really gone.

I don't know how long it took, the umbrella swayed and stopped again.

The umbrellas they hold are much higher than before.

The wind was blowing and the rain was slanting.

The surface of Tao Mo was wetted into pieces. Looking up close, it seems like countless tiny teardrops.

The umbrella was suddenly lowered and approached.

Gu She's deep voice said behind him: "People will always die."

Tao Mo dumbfounded: "Why always die in front of me?"

Gu She did not answer immediately.

The wind continued to blow and the rain continued to rain. The weather is getting colder and colder. A little of the heating that I just turned around a few days ago was wiped out in this storm.

"You live longer."

Gu She suddenly said something.

Tao Mo, whose thoughts were floating in all the lakes and lakes, was suddenly pulled back into his thoughts, and his body shook slightly.

A firm hand pressed against his shoulder.

Tao Mo turned his head, his eyes faint with tears, "Xian Zhi, another person died."

Gu She said: "This world is dead every day."

Tao Modao: "But I know them. One is my father and the other is..." What is Rain? Tao Mo said it was unclear.

Sweetheart? Absolutely not.

lover? never had.

friend? They turned the wrong direction at the beginning, whether it was the rain at the beginning, or him later. The word friend describes them and is a bit bland and close.

...

"Old man." Gu She took over for him.

Tao Mo gave him a grateful look.

Yes. Old friend. I have spoken to the other party, heard the other party, experienced some common things, and once had a common enemy...

Can't find any more appropriate words than the old one?

Gu She's hand on his shoulder suddenly exerted force.

Tao Mo, who was already squatting a bit, had fallen to his side.

Tao Mo was suddenly stiff. He soon realized he was in Gu She's arms.

Are you struggling? Or continue to be powerless? Tao Mo chose the latter without much effort.

"I'm not going to the court." Gu She's voice passed from above his head.

Tao Mo moved his head very carefully, "I know."

"There decided my uncle's future." Gu She calmly said.