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Chapter 207 Looking for and looking for

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    He stood for a moment, took two steps back, and sat down on the chair.  The magic knife fell to the ground, but the paper was still held in his hand.

    He saw Lin Qiao writing when he was in Jinghui Building.  That night, she wrote on a piece of rice paper sprinkled with gold, "Spring comes late".

    These four characters are her slender and delicate font.

    He only felt that his mind was as bright as the blue brick floor in the courtyard outside the hall, and he couldn't think of any thoughts.  After staying like this for a while without knowing it, his eyes slowly fell on the black short brown dress beside him, and then he shook his body suddenly and woke up.

    He immediately got out of his body and rushed out of the hospital.  He can walk a thousand steps, and like a gust of wind, he can shake the surroundings of the house.  Seeing no one, he rushed into the courtyards of each house to look one by one.  When only Chang's family remained unsearched, he didn't care if there was any formation, and rushed in with his head full.

    However, a burst of white light suddenly appeared on the courtyard gate and the courtyard wall, and dozens of figures with unclear faces stood on the wall, staring at him expressionlessly.  He only felt a strong force forcing him back, as if hitting a layer of iron plate.

    He immediately returned to his physical body, first went to the house to put on his armor, took a knife, and led his horse, and ran to the door of Chang's house in person.  He jumped off the horse, slammed his fist at the door, and shouted, "Come on! Open the door!"

    The door was opened, a little girl poked her head to see his appearance, she was shocked, and shouted: "Who are you?"

    Li Bochen pushed her away and stepped into the door, shouting: "Xiaoman!!"

    The little girl was too frightened to move behind him, she yelled twice, Chang Qiuwu quickly walked out from behind the screen wall, was taken aback when she saw him, and said: "Brother Li, what's the matter?"

    Li Bochen stared: "Mr. Chang, have you seen my little man? My wife!"

    Chang Qiuwu reacted for a while, and then said: "Your wife? No, what's the matter?"

    Li Bochen felt chills all over his body, and took a deep breath: "Don't lie to me."

    Chang Qiuwu said: "Brother Li oh, my cousin! What's wrong?"

    Li Bochen shook his head, turned around and left, saying, "Excuse me!"

    He rushed out the door and jumped on the horse again. Chang Qiuwu yelled something behind him, but he didn't want to hear it anymore.  There was only one thought left in his head¡ªwhy did she go?  for what?  Why?

    After running for dozens of steps like this, another thought popped up again, and he gritted his teeth, not thinking about it.  But that idea drilled upward bit by bit like an awl, piercing his heart.  He raised his hand and wiped his face fiercely, finally took the horse's head and rushed back to the front of Chang's house, saying: "Mr. Chang, tell me the truth, why do you think I am Sui Buxiu?!"

    Chang Qiuwu opened his mouth and didn't answer him for a while.  Li Bochen gritted his teeth and said, "Because of the pair of earrings? You said that pair of pendants were lapis lazuli, because of this? What is the origin of those things!?"

    Chang Qiuwu looked at his house down the slope again, thought for a while, and finally said: "That thing was made by the court of the Sui Dynasty."

    Li Bochen felt his body shake and almost fell off his horse.  He closed his eyes and opened them again, and said, "Are you sure?"

    Chang Qiuwu sighed: "Ms. Meng's mother-in-law used to go to the court of Li Guo to serve concubines in the early years. If you don't believe me, you can ask her. She also knows things. Brother Li, your wife, she  "

    Li Bochen sat on the horse in a daze for a while, feeling that all the strength in his body had been drained.  Said: "She is gone."

    Chang Qiuwu thought for a while, and seemed to want to say something.  But only said: "Oh."

    Li Bochen let out a long breath and said, "Mr. Chang. I want to travel far."

    Chang Qiuwu asked immediately: "Where are you going?"

    Li Bochen smiled: "I don't know. Mr. Chang, help me look after my house."

    After saying this, he hit his horse and galloped out.

    The wind whizzed by his ears, and he stared forward, one thought after another popping up in his head.  He thought of what Lin Qiao had said for Fang Die, what he had said to himself before, all kinds of things in the past twenty days.  He yelled in his heart, Xiaoman!  Xiaoman!  who are you!  ?

    But he felt that he knew the answer.  Now his head was as cold as ice, and many thoughts were stabbing out like sharp knives, making his scalp feel numb.

    Ye Lu's accomplice the one who has never been tracked down by him.

    Why did Yelu fight himself so hard that night?  He is actually a dead man.

    He always felt that the past twenty days were too beautiful, like a dream.  But in the end, is it really a dream?  Dreams that other people call themselves?

    The horse rushed to the town, but he didn't stop.  horseshoe flip?Get off the horse and walk slowly among the crowd.  When the dispatched soldiers checked him, he remembered that he was wearing armor, which might be very conspicuous.

    But when the soldier saw his appearance, he shrunk his neck and hurriedly put him in.

    He led his horse on the streets of the city, remembering the scene of shopping here two days ago, he let out a sigh of relief, and didn't ask himself to think about it any more.

    In this way, I walked all the way to the door of the tea shop where I met the storyteller Zheng Zhao that day, and I saw him giving a talk.  Li Bochen was not in the mood to listen, and just stood by the wall leading his horse.  Zheng Zhao said something, and hurriedly said: "Everyone, everyone, I have something important to do today, so I will come here first!"

    The crowd booed, Zheng Zhao confessed again and again, finally squeezed out, walked up to Li Bochen and said: "It's Mr. Chen! That's great, I still want to find you in the next two days¡ªare you  What about the latter?"

    Seeing his armor again, he was stunned: "You are"

    Li Bochen forced a smile, and said: "Mr. Zheng, I have something to go on a long journey. Before I leave, I will tell you the next twenty chapters."

    Zheng Zhao looked at his face and said hesitantly, "Are youhave you encountered any difficulties? Do you want me to help?"

    These words are very warm, but Li Bochen only feels that his heart is like a piece of ice, and it won't heat up for a while.  He just shook his head, led the horse to the side, and said, "No, thank you very much. Mr. Zheng, let's talk here."

    He tied the horse, went to the tea shop and went straight up to the second floor, and found a private room.  Zheng Zhao followed all the way behind, but didn't ask any more questions.  Li Bochen took a seat by the window, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Mr. Zheng, please prepare paper and pens, I will start."

    Zheng Zhao nodded hurriedly, sat down opposite him, and prepared his pen and ink.

    He didn't ask any more questions, but Li Bochen felt better, so he started talking.  He originally thought that talking about this book to Zheng Zhao would firstly deal with the matter of promising others, and secondly, he could stop thinking about other things for the time being.  But when it comes to the word "Li Shi", Li Guotai's wife in the twenty chapters, I suddenly feel sad and almost cry in front of Zheng Zhao.

    He paused, took two deep breaths, and then continued.

    When I told Zheng Zhao the last time, he couldn't help being amazed and admiring when he reached the wonderful place.  But this time it was extremely quiet, and he didn't even move much.

    Li Bochen didn't finish speaking until the setting sun was setting and the waiter came in to light the lamp.  Then he stood up and cupped his hands: "Okay, Mr. Zheng, I'll go first."

    Zheng Zhao hurriedly stood up and said, "Slow down."

    Li Bochen paused, and Zhang Zhao reached into his pocket to get the money.  Li Bochen said: "No need. I don't need money for now."

    Zheng Zhao thought for a while, looked at his face, pulled his hand out, and sighed: "Mr. Chen, you and I have known each other not long ago, and I don't know what happened to you. But listen to me, stay  With the green hills around, there is no fear of running out of firewood. As long as this person is still alive, the troubles will always be over."

    Li Bochen was on the verge of tears again, turned his face away, and said, "Okay, thank you."

    He went downstairs to find his own horse and sat on it. He walked south slowly and left the city through the south gate.

    The last ray of red glow in the sky was also burned out, so he first rode his horse slowly, then walked fast, and then galloped wildly.  He thought of the night more than 20 days ago, and he was the same.  But when he turned his horse's head and walked back, he could still see Xiaoman sitting under the tree alone.

    He felt a tightness in his chest, and a trembling breath rushed up his throat, and he spit it out all at once.  He finally couldn't help crying in the night, shouting while crying: "What kind of hero!? What is a hero!?"

    He didn't know how long he yelled, but he was so startled that the returning birds flew up in the forest, and his ears were numb from the shock.  When he felt that the breath in his chest was finally exhausted, he suddenly stopped, wiped away his tears, and said, "Okay. I've had enough crying."

    At this time, the moon was rising, and he also slowly slowed down the speed of the horse.  He didn't know where he had gone, so he raised his head and looked at the moon to find a direction.  But this slowing down, there was also the sound of horseshoes behind him, as if someone was following from afar.

    Li Bochen's heart skipped a beat, and his first thought was: Is it Xiaoman!  ?

    He knew that this chance was pitifully small, but he still pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, reined in the rein with the other, and turned his head suddenly to look over.

    There is indeed a ride on the road.  But just a man in black.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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