"You..." The man in black robes in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Are you the girl Qingzhu brought back?" The voice of the man in black was gentle, low, and somewhat magnetic, which made people relax involuntarily.
"Yes." The irritability in Feng Siyu's heart subsided a little.
"Do you like my Qingzhu?"
"Who are you?" Feng Siyu asked doubtfully.
"I am Qingzhu's adoptive father, Dugujue." The man in black robe looked at Feng Siyu with a smile.
"Are you Dugujue?" Feng Siyu was shocked. During every year and festival, this person's name would be heard in the Feng family's ancestral hall. He was the sworn enemy of the Feng family.
"I don't believe it, this is not true, you are lying." Feng Siyu staggered back, "How can brother Yu's adoptive father be Dugujue?"
"Little girl, since you met me, why haven't you avenged your parents?" Dugujue walked towards Feng Siyu step by step.
"But, Brother Yu..." Feng Siyu felt extremely confused at the moment.
"I'm standing here. If you can make me move an inch, I will let Qingzhu marry you."
When Feng Siyu heard this, he slapped Dugujue's chest with his palm.
Dugu never dodges, but Feng Siyu's palm is like a step away.
Feng Siyu slapped dozens of palms in one go, but Dugujue remained motionless.
Feng Siyu looked at his painful palm, then looked at Dugujue with a smile on his face, and pulled out the soft sword from his waist with a "swish" sound.
A sword stabbed Dugujue in the throat.
He was about to stab Dugujue in the throat, but the sword couldn't move any further.
The tip of the sword was caught between two fingers by Dugujue, and with a slight exertion, it was broken into two pieces.
"Little girl, you can't kill me." Dugujue still smiled, "Why don't we make a deal."
"Who wants to make a deal with you?" Feng Siyu looked at the broken sword in his hand, feeling very distressed.
"Little girl, don't be too busy refusing. Listen and then make a decision." Dugu Jueshi walked towards the small pavilion next to him. The servants quickly brought tea and snacks.
"If you can do one thing for me, I will let Qingzhu marry you." Dugujue looked at Feng Siyu seriously.
"What are you doing?" Making a deal with an enemy is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but the temptation to marry Brother Yu is too great, so Feng Siyu asked unconsciously.
"Come on, come on, sit down and talk." Dugujue poured a cup of tea for Feng Siyu.
Feng Siyu walked to the pavilion and sat down in doubt.
"Alas, Qingzhu's life is hard." Dugujue let out a long sigh.
Feng Siyu frowned.
"Did you see the farm on the other side of the lake when you came here? And this manor, what do you think of it, girl?"
"Very good." Feng Siyu didn't know why. Brother Yu lived here like a paradise, so why was his life miserable?
"This is half of the family property I worked so hard to build for your brother Yu, but someone actually sneaked into the manor, drew a map of the manor, and wanted to bring him out to find someone to seize this place." Dugujue said while shedding a few tears.
Come.
"It's a pity that I'm old. If I can't defeat him and defend this manor, Qingzhu will be homeless and live on the streets."
"How come you can't beat me if your kung fu is so good?"
"Little girl, there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. If they find a bunch of people who are more powerful than me, then not only will Zhuangzi be unable to defend it, I'm afraid Qingzhu and I..." Dugujue couldn't say any more.
"That person ran away?" Feng Siyu asked.
"No, I caught him." Dugujue wiped away a few tears and continued wailing, "I want to kill him, but Qingzhu refuses to live or die."
"Little girl, think about it, if we let the tiger return to the mountains, Qingzhu and I might be in danger."
Feng Siyu's heart, which had just been relieved, became anxious again.
"That kid from Qingzhu is soft-hearted, afraid that I will be sad, and unwilling to hurt others. He lied to me and said that he would kill him in front of his family to make them afraid, but he secretly made a powerful weapon.
Dagger, you colluded with that person to fake your own death to deceive me." Dugujue put his forehead on his hands and cried very sadly.
"Brother Yu, he is kind at heart." Feng Siyu comforted Dugujue.
"Little girl, please help me replace Qingzhu's dagger, that person will not be alive." Dugujue looked at Feng Siyu expectantly.
Feng Siyu didn't know what to do in her heart. She had never experienced anything like this before, and her life had always been smooth sailing.
"Forget it, you are still a child, how can you be so cruel." Dugujue sighed, "You and Qingzhu should run away, run away as far away as possible."
After saying that, Dugujue stood up and staggered away, crying as he walked.
"My poor Qingzhu, I was homeless when I was a child. I finally had a home, but it was about to be taken away by others. Ah——, my poor Qingzhu..."
Feng Siyu sat there blankly, at a loss.
Too many things happened at once, and Feng Siyu couldn't digest it.
It wasn't until the little girl said that the young master had come to see her that Feng Siyu came to her senses.
At the Moon Gate, Shen Qingzhu was dressed in a white shirt, which made his face look even paler.
"Brother Yu." Feng Siyu exclaimed and ran over.
"Why have you lost so much weight and are so pale?" Feng Siyu looked at Shen Qingzhu who looked haggard, feeling extremely distressed.
"Someone wanted to rob the villa, but I stopped them in the bamboo forest outside the valley." Shen Qingzhu coughed weakly, "I couldn't defeat them."
Shen Qingzhu looked aggrieved and burst into tears.
"Brother Yu, it's very windy here, go to the house and say it." Feng Siyu helped Shen Qingzhu to his room.
Shen Qingzhu leaned weakly on the soft couch, took out a bag of silver from his arms and stuffed it into Feng Siyu's hand: "Siyu, it's not safe here anymore. You have to leave. Take the money and I'll deliver it to you tomorrow."
You come out of the valley."
Sick, really sick. The battle in the bamboo forest cost him half of his life. The danger is really dangerous. One number 81 can lead to a hundred men in black. Ma's concubine is a more important witness.
"I won't leave." Feng Siyu cried loudly.
"Siyu, your Feng family has many properties across the country. No matter where you go, the shopkeeper will take good care of you. Leave here as far away from Jiangning Mansion as possible."
"Brother Yu, you come with me." How could Feng Siyu let go of Brother Yu so easily after finally finding him?
"Siyu, I can't ignore my adoptive father and the villagers. I really can't protect you like this now. Be obedient and tidy up. I'll send you out of the valley tomorrow." Shen Qingzhu coughed violently.
"I have to go back and take medicine. You take care of yourself." Shen Qingzhu stood up unsteadily and left with the help of the servant.
Feng Siyu looked at the silver in his hand, and the balance in his heart began to tilt.
A bad guy who covets other people's property will die as soon as he dies. How can he be allowed to hurt Brother Yu? Brother Yu refuses to leave, so let that person not say anything.
As night fell, Feng Siyu went to find Dugujue.
After coming out of Dugujue's house, Feng Siyu went to the kitchen to stew a bowl of soup.
After the soup was stewed, Feng Siyu personally brought it to Shen Qingzhu.
The servant led her all the way to Shen Qingzhu's room.
"I will leave my brother tomorrow, so I stewed a bowl of soup with my own hands for him."
The boy helped Shen Qingzhu up and placed a pillow behind him.
"I feed brother." Feng Siyu fed Shen Qingzhu soup spoonful by spoonful.
After Shen Qingzhu drank the soup, he felt sleepy and soon fell asleep.
"You go down, I want to stay with Brother Yu alone for a while." Feng Siyu handed the empty bowl to the boy.
"This..." The boy didn't dare to leave.
"Can I still harm your young master?"
The boy had no choice but to retreat.
Feng Siyu reached out and took out a dagger from under Shen Qingzhu's pillow, hid the dagger in his sleeve, then took out an identical dagger from his arms and put it under Shen Qingzhu's pillow.
Feng Siyu looked at Shen Qingzhu's sleeping face, touched the dagger in his sleeve, stood up and left the room.
Behind him, the sleeping Shen Qingzhu slowly opened his eyes.