The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

The man in the gown stared at the faint red on his fingertips, pondered for a moment, and came to a serious conclusion: People who can carry chili noodles with them all have nothing to do with Jianghu people.

The bearded man nodded in agreement: "Not bad."

It's not those scumbags who carry chili noodles with them. What are they?

Just imagine, two dead soldiers clashed, and one of the dead soldiers suddenly raised a handful of chili noodles at the moment of the close call. What was the scene?

Beards feel ashamed just thinking about it.

As for the girls carrying chili noodles with them, the idea never popped up in the minds of the two of them.

The rain outside the pavilion was getting lighter, and the man in the long gown walked out.

"Where are you going?" Beard asked.

The two appear to be peers of equal status, rather than one leading the other.

The man in the gown didn't answer, standing in the rain and his eyes fell on the ground.

Here is a view of the secluded part of the mountain temple. The ground is not paved with bluestone slabs like the main road, but a dirt road. Such a wet ground will inevitably leave footprints.

It's just—the man in the long shirt looked at the ground where several inches of puddles had accumulated due to the heavy rain, and his brows became even tighter.

The rain was so heavy that even if there were footprints left before, it was now completely filled with rain.

No, as long as such weather has come, it will inevitably leave clues.

The man in the long shirt turned around suddenly and asked the bearded man, "The person who just attacked you was hiding behind this big tree?"

Beard nodded: "Yes."

The man in the gown stared at the ground and walked behind the tree.

The tree is tall and sturdy, even if two adults stretch out their arms to embrace it, it is difficult to hold it. The lush canopy blocks almost all the rain, and the ground is only a shallow layer of dampness.

The man in the gown searched carefully, and finally found a footprint at the junction where the canopy was about to stop the rain.

He immediately crouched down to observe the footprint.

The footprints are only the first half, and the toes are facing the direction away from the trunk. It is conceivable that the person was in a hurry when he left.

The patterns on the footprints were barely discernible, leaving only a rough outline.

The bearded man seemed to understand the meaning of the man in the long coat, and squatted down, staring at the half footprint and muttering: "There are only half footprints, there are almost no patterns, and there is no way to guess what shoes the other party is wearing."

At this time, Da Zhou people wear boots for some identities, while ordinary people wear cloth shoes and straw sandals, and boots alone can be divided into several styles. Such a footprint with only a rough outline wants to distinguish what the other person is wearing. Shoes, that's too hard.

The man in the gown stared at the footprints and shook his head: "You don't need to look at any patterns or even outlines. You only look at the size of this half footprint, do you think it's strange?"

"Size?" The bearded man's eyes lit up after being reminded by the man in the gown, "This footprint is too small!"

The man in the gown nodded: "Yes, such small footprints can only be left by women."

"Woman?" The bearded face looked strange. "You mean a woman threw chili powder in my eyes, and then knocked you out with my iron-tipped club?"

The expression of the beard obviously made the man in the gown a little embarrassed, so he said angrily: "I gave you a stick."

Beard shook his head again and again: "Impossible, impossible, this is really incredible..."

"Unbelievable?" The man in the gown sneered and glanced at the beard. "No matter how incredible it is, it is a fact that excludes other possibilities. Such tiny footprints cannot be left by children, right?"

"It's even more impossible. Although I didn't see the person clearly, I can be sure that the other person is definitely not the height of a child."

After the bearded man finished speaking, he was silent with the man in the gown, and after a while he said annoyed, "I didn't expect to capsize the boat in the gutter, and I was tricked by a woman."

The man in the gown straightened up and said lightly, "Women who can mix in the world are often more daring and careful."

"But why did the other party provoke us for no reason?"

The eyes of the man in the gown suddenly turned sharp,

Murder is looming: "At first, it was to avoid us, but after hearing our conversation, you discovered the movement-"

The bearded face suddenly changed: "Then what should we do? Our conversation was overheard by the other party, will the other party tip off the Seventh Prince?"

"It's hard to say." The man in the gown walked to the pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the gradually sparse rain curtain with a gloomy expression.

The beard came up and said, "Why is it hard to say?"

"If the other party is a person who has nothing to do with the Seventh Prince, maybe he won't go into this muddy water, but it doesn't rule out that the other party and the Seventh Prince happen to know each other or want to make a fortune by selling this news."

The bearded man rubbed his hands together: "If this is the case, it will be troublesome, but since the other party is a trivial Jianghu person, there is not much chance of getting to know the seventh prince."

The man in the gown sneered: "You must have forgotten that this seventh prince loves to make friends with people of three religions and nine ranks."

The whiskers fell silent.

In the end, the man in the gown sighed: "That's all, it's useless to worry about things at this point. I'll ask more people to stare at the Seventh Prince to see if someone special has contacted him recently. If I really find this person—"

The man in the gown's eyes was even colder: "Then just get rid of her!"

Beard nodded.

"The most important thing at the moment is to send the woman who is somewhat similar to the saint to the Seventh Prince as soon as possible." The man in the gown raised his foot and stepped on the half footprint on the ground, rubbed it a few times, "Go! "

After noon, the rain has completely stopped. The cool wind blows a layer of mist to Baiyun Temple. The branches and leaves are gently swaying with water droplets. Occasionally, there will be low birdsong in the forest, but no birds can be seen from the sky. Passing by, the mountain temple after the rain seems to be more and more quiet.

But soon Baiyun Temple became lively.

Those pilgrims who stayed in the temple because of the heavy rain began to walk out of the shelter from the rain, or continued to linger in the temple, or prepared to leave, and the monks in the temple also began to move.

Standing under the corridor, Jiang Yi listened to the crisp tick of the water droplets falling down the corridor, and asked Jiang Si, "Where else do you want to go for a walk?"

Jiang Si glanced at Zhu Ziyu who was not far from the corner of his eyes, and shook his head with a smile: "No. It's finally sunny, so let's go back earlier, so that it won't be easy to go back if it rains again."

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

She really doesn't want to stay here at all. It's best for her sister to leave early.

Jiang Yi turned to Zhu Ziyu and said, "Husband, let's go back with the fourth sister."

Zhu Ziyu turned his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Si.

Seeing that he was silent for a while, Jiang Si asked generously, "Is there something else my brother-in-law has to do?"

Zhu Ziyu didn't seem to expect Jiang Si to ask so directly. She was stunned at first, and then smiled: "It's okay, I originally came to accompany your elder sister to incense. Let's go back together."