Thin True Feelings
The theater on West Street.
The lights in front of the stage and in the restaurant are bright.
Speaking of the most popular drama in Xianyu City today, it must be the adapted and re-staged version of the only copy of "The General's Order" from the previous dynasty.
This play.
The play depicts the power of the three generations of generals of the Ren family army of the Yucheng General's Mansion in An Chaoxian to suppress the north.
Washe also specially hired a male actor to play the role of General Ren. This man is as fierce and handsome as a wolf. Although he is not as heroic as the real general in the house on Nanchang Street, he also has eight muscular abdominal muscles.
After a few days, it won widespread praise.
However, the Hu actors have no way to express their grievances.
Most of them fled to the Central Plains many years ago. Apart from their appearance, which is very different from the people of the Central Plains, they are no different from the local residents in other aspects.
In the past, they survived by singing and dancing.
Now.
They all played foreign enemies in this troupe and were just beaten.
The awning was put up early tonight, but the number of people who usually came to the stage to watch the show was less than half.
The troupe's leader, An Chaoyu, was very fluent.
Everyone calls him Fatty Hu.
"There are still three days left for this play without any male actors. How can we endure it?" He counted the copper coins with a worried look on his face, and saw three or two men in black walking towards the tent of their troupe.
"Hey! Hey! Not this way! Hmm?" He was about to run over with nervous steps, but the knife was pressed against his neck.
"Long time no see." Xiao Hui said coldly.
Fatty Hu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the familiar voice, but before he could relax for long, he couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it today?"
He raised his head slightly and saw at least seven or eight men in black on the rooftops of the buildings surrounding the troupe.
"Go on, don't alarm the others."
Fatty Hu sighed, slowly walked back to the stage and exchanged glances with the musician.
——Keep playing the music and dancing!!!
The bonfire was lit in the first half of the night, as An Chao's curfew had to be extended to midnight every weekend.
For the sake of the later audiences, Fatty Hu smiled and went on stage to play the role of the Northern Barbarian leader himself.
After one play was performed, another one was added.
The few spectators cheered without knowing why. Fatty Hu stood on the stage, clumsily waving his sword and gun. Finally, he saw the white smoke when the bonfire was extinguished.
Oh, finally left.
He suddenly saw a red feather slightly exposed in the black-clad man's arms.
Just as I was about to squint my eyes to see clearly, I suddenly felt a chill on my neck, so I quickly looked away and continued acting.
Xiao Hui is holding a pheasant in his left hand.
In his right hand he holds a beautiful bird.
He skillfully climbed over the wall and entered the bamboo forest of the general's mansion. Suddenly he looked up and fell silent.
His master stood on the left holding a sword, and the young lady from the Gui family stood in the middle with her arms around her chest.
He almost lost his balance when he landed.
"...What is this?" Ren Beixi stared at the pheasant in Xiaohui's hand.
Xiao Hui stuffed two items that matched the description into the general's hands, stared at him for a second, and finally turned back with a bitter look on his face. No, why did he bring Gui Xiaoniang to such a place?
Gui Yao narrowed her eyes. She heard the voices coming and going in her mind, and suddenly realized something.
She frowned and told Ren Beixi seriously.
"This doesn't seem to be the chicken from the mountain."
Ren Beixi seemed to have noticed something, and he gestured to Gui Yao to go back to the inner room with him.
Under the candlelight, the fatter golden pheasant fluttered and its tail feathers were as red as blood, as if they had been dyed.
"I missed something."
The man's voice was slightly hoarse.
He was just about to untie the golden pheasant when he heard Guiyao say with a smile.
"The general did make a mistake."
Guiyao held the pheasant in her left hand and shook a small note between the fingertips of her right hand.
After saying that, she put the trembling chicken into the yard and walked to Ren Beixi with squinted eyes.
I saw the paper slowly unrolling.
The words written on it are meaningless arrangements and combinations.
Guiyao only understood the name at the end: "Zhong."
She suddenly thought of something and called the system in her mind: No way, is this case so big?
The mechanical female voice seemed to sense something.
"Host, rest assured, the clue that Dalang of the Ren family has been dead for ten years is completely correct."
Oh well, that was a big miscalculation.
Gui Yao casually touched the golden pheasant on the table and glanced at Ren Beixi.
The man was wearing a black brocade robe today, with narrow sleeves perhaps for the convenience of riding a horse. His elegance was inexplicably suppressed, leaving him with an endless coldness. He was truly a beauty.
As if he noticed her inquiry, he also lowered his eyes to look at her.
"Am I good-looking?" Gui Yao tilted her head.
She seemed to realize that she was blatantly turning the tables, and she covered her face with her sleeves and blinked obediently.
"Are you tired tonight?" Ren Beixi asked.
Their eyes met, Gui Yao hesitated slightly, and nodded slightly.
She turned her eyes slightly and asked with a smile, "General Ren cares about me?"
Ren Beixi said "hmm" lightly.
As the moon got dark and the wind got strong, the two of them quickly settled the two completely different chickens.
Guiyao looked carefully and found that the pheasant was about the same size as a fat golden pheasant, and was obviously a cub.
She leaned close to Ren Beixi's ear and whispered.
"Yaoyao is very knowledgeable."
"I wouldn't dare, after all, my family is from the countryside."
"Yaoyao, do you have anything to ask me?"
"We advance and retreat together."
Ren Beixi made no comment. He crumpled the small piece of paper with his knuckles and happened to see Guiyao washing her hands carefully under the lamp, and water flowing out of the ditch.
The rain stopped for about half an hour, and the two of them put the pheasant back into the dog pen where they usually kept the pheasant. Then, at Guiyao's suggestion, they carried the golden pheasant alive and put it in a basket.
When Guiyao heard the system prompt that her score was +10, she became more friendly towards this new chicken.
She was still thinking about using it to earn more points.
To comfort her, she spent a full 50 points to open a map tracking share.
Fortunately, the chicken on the mountain has been recorded in the mind-reading notebook, and she will definitely find it.
These are the known conditions now.
1. According to the golden pheasant itself, it lived for ten years.
2. Someone has been looking for it before.
3. It knew Guiyue. She heard its inner voice when Li Cong brought it in that day.
Regarding the Phoenix Drink mission, the most convenient and effective clues need to be solved with it.
Thinking of this, Gui Yao had already been helped down from the carriage by Ren Beixi. The streets were deserted, and the sound of the night watchman's gong seemed to be still audible in the distance.
She looked at the luxurious building in front of her that was glowing red, and paused. Before she could react, Ren Beixi found a white gauze veil hat from the carriage.
Gui Yao looked out from behind him in confusion.
Red lanterns were hung all over the door as if they were free. A faint scent of incense seemed to be in the air, and faint sounds of stringed instruments could be heard in the wind.
"I hate you, Ren Beixi."
The man silently blocked her gaze, then lowered his eyes and carefully put the veil on her.
After a moment, he asked in a low voice.
"What do you hate about me?"
Gui Yao looked at her clearly feminine attire and said angrily, "Why didn't you ask me to change clothes?"
She said and sighed.
"Well, I guess she's dressed as a man..."
"So what?" Ren Beixi asked.
It would have been fine if the man hadn't spoken, but when he did, Gui Yao discovered that he had taken out half a mask from somewhere.
His facial features were sharp and angular, his nose was high, and half of his black eyes were immersed in the mask put on by Wu Tie. Instead, he looked a little more aggressive than before.
"What's the matter, General Ren? Do you think that if you wear this half mask, others won't know that you are visiting a brothel with a strange woman?" Gui Yao narrowed her eyes.
So she took over the lead.
The heavy door was pushed from the outside to the inside, and waves of coldness seeped out from her palms to the back of her neck. The many gauze skirts and skin she had expected did not lean against them holding the handkerchief.
In other words.
Inside and outside the brothel.
There was no one else in sight except the two of them.
And, things that can be called animals.
She couldn't help but wonder if this "Chaochunlou" was a brothel, but before she could say anything, bursts of music suddenly came from the Lotus Ballroom in front of her again.
Peony petals are full of romance and beauty.
Soft red silk, like silk threads, fell from the sky and landed on Guiyao's shoulders like the flowing Luo River.
“Really…”
Gui Yao turned her head slightly and looked around.
Ren Beixi first threw the red silk on her shoulders to the ground, and then signaled her, who was extremely curious, not to move.
The tent of joy is thin and red.
A man in red came slowly down the stairs, waving a feather fan in his slender hands. Without saying much, he stood lightly in front of the two men.
The man had a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.
The magnificent and unparalleled fan slightly lifted the thin chin of the young lady in front of him.
"Sister Guiyao, seeing is believing."
He withdrew his scrutinizing gaze before Ren Beixi drew his sword and said with a smile, "My name is Jiuchong, and I'm the owner of this place. Welcome."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his back and turned his head slowly, as if asking the two of them to follow him.
Gui Yao looked at his beautiful eyes that were difficult to tell whether he was male or female, and seemed to have forgotten to breathe. She followed him subconsciously, but her wrist was held by Ren Beixi in vain.
Since Ren Beixi was wearing a white gauze hat that he had prepared himself, Gui Yao couldn't see his expression and could only guess.
Stare for two seconds, very good, I can’t guess it.
But she suddenly realized that the faint fragrance in her nose had become stronger without her noticing.
The music around me stopped and became harsh.
It was as if forcing the two of them to follow the host.
"General Ren..." Gui Yao looked a little dazed.
When she felt herself losing consciousness, she subconsciously called out to the system.
Just why.
My mind is getting heavier and heavier.
As she stroked the flowers planted beside the handrail, when she reached the last step, the mask on Gui Yao's face and her slender figure fell down at the same time.
Ren Beixi protected her firmly with one hand.
It wasn't the first time he hugged her, but it was the first time he could no longer restrain himself and hugged her tightly.
The veil was lifted by his other hand.
Ren Beixi raised his eyes and saw Jiuchong sitting in front of the stone table. He smiled and said, "I've been waiting for Erlang for a long time for this chess game."
The man, who was usually quite silent, still had a stern brow at this moment. He just stood on the steps, holding the delicate body firmly in his arms, and turned away without hesitation.
"Are we leaving now?" Jiuchong supported himself on his elbow nonchalantly and broke the endgame with the chess piece in one hand.
In an instant, the black chess piece that had just fallen was picked up by his left hand and thrown out as fast as the wind.
Ren Beixi jumped to avoid it, the dress in his arms dancing gracefully, and Gui Yao leaned heavily against his chest without any movement.
With a "creak".
The chess piece was embedded in the wooden railing behind it.
Disconnect.
He said in a deep voice, "It's over."
Jiuchong was confused: "My letter said to invite an old friend, why did you bring her?"
"Putting aside how much you truly love her, when you brought her here, did you ever think of letting her know the truth of that year?"
Ren Beixi reached out his hand to the side of the person's neck in his arms, and said in a light voice: "Since you want to sow discord between me and Gui Yao, there is no need to knock her unconscious."
Jiuchong casually teased the bird beside the cage.
Suddenly he stopped laughing and said in a deep voice, "If the feathers on my fan today were stained with poison, what would you do, Ren Erlang?"
"When the birds are gone, the good bow is put away.
"I haven't seen you for only three years."
Sighing like sorrow.
Ren Beixi's angular facial features were dimmed by the backlight. He just lowered his eyes and stared at Gui Yao's trembling long eyelashes in his arms. His black eyes were deep and sparse.
His voice was extremely cold.
"I'll kill you only faster than that move I used back then."
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