Chapter 17 (1/2)
On the long street in Yueyang City, a very thin little donkey sat a thin and exquisite little girl.
A thin young man led a little donkey and walked slowly.
This is traceless and small.
At this time, the night was deep and the long street was silent.
The little girl's hair was withered and yellow, and her face was tired and sad, but she sat on the donkey's back and had no cowardice and fear of yesterday.
The shops along the street have closed and the vendors have packed up and gone home.
”Look, why is he back? Doesn't he know Cuiliu villa is after him“
There are still stalls selling snacks in the streets, with several diners sitting. Seeing no trace coming slowly, they all looked at him in surprise.
Someone shouted softly, ”young Xia, leave Yueyang quickly. A strong dragon can't crush a local snake“
Traceless smile, teeth as white as jade.
His smile is still sunny, which makes everyone feel very comfortable like a spring breeze.
When he crossed the long street and came to Jiang nanchun, he was suddenly stunned.
The shopkeeper was sitting on the doorstep dejectedly. Looking through the door, he saw that the tables and chairs were messy and dilapidated.
The gold paint signboard hanging from the lintel had been taken down, fell to the ground and broke several pieces.
When the shopkeeper felt someone coming, he slowly raised his deeply hooked head, stared at a pair of slightly turbid and sad eyes, and looked blankly.
”Young Xia, you are back“
The shopkeeper seemed to stand up very hard and trotted all the way to Wuji.
In his eyes, the eyes that were full of despair were like looking forward to the dawn of a glimmer of hope, and the turbid eyes suddenly became shining.
”Did Cuiliu villa do this“
No trace asked. There was a slight anger in his tone.
The shopkeeper nodded and said, ”this is the second time. After you left last night, more than a dozen people came to Cuiliu villa to make a mess of the shop. Just after finishing a little in the evening, a few more people came and smashed it. Also put down cruel words, if I don't get out of Yueyang by myself, I will be smashed until I get out of Yueyang“
When he said this, there was sadness, anger, helplessness and despair.
”Cuiliu villa... What kind of people are they? Why bother you?
There was a faint chill in traceless eyes, and a ribbon of murderous chill.
”Just because I hired someone to bury the old man for you, young Xia, they were angry with me because they couldn't find you...”
There was a cold light and a trace of anger in his traceless eyes.
The shopkeeper gave a long sigh of ”Hi”.
”Cuiliu villa is very powerful. It can call the wind and rain in Yueyang! Besides, he is still a close friend of the Changjiang gang. Young Xia, you'd better hurry! I'll close the restaurant and go back to my hometown. ”
Shopkeeper Li's eyes are filled with grief, anger, helplessness and despair.
The traceless eyes slowly lit up a rage, a rage that wanted to kill. In his heart, he felt an invisible depression, and he had to vent!
He took Xiaoli off his donkey's back and came to shopkeeper Li.
”Wuji has something to trust. I wonder if shopkeeper Li would like to“
Shopkeeper Li looked at Xiang Wuji and said, ”young Xia, it doesn't hurt to say! As long as the little old man can do his best, he will not refuse“
Traceless glanced at Xiaoli and said, ”please take care of Xiaoli for a few days. When traceless finishes an important thing, come back to pick her up“
Shopkeeper Li didn't even think about it, nodded and said, ”young Xia, just rest assured and give it to the little old man“
Xiaoli turned to look at Xiang Wuji and suddenly whispered, ”brother, don't you want Xiaoli“
The voice was slight and cowardly.
Traceless gently stroked her head and said with a smile, ”my brother has another very important thing to do. When my brother finishes it, he will pick you up“
Xiaoli looked up at him, his eyes full of hope and pity.
”Brother, don't you lie to me“
”Of course“
Xiaoli suddenly smiled, which was also brilliant.
Traceless said goodbye to Xiaoli and shopkeeper Li, rode on the donkey alone and walked slowly to the other end of the long street.
Less than a mile from the south gate is the famous Cuiliu villa in Yueyang.
In his heart, suddenly there was a faint blockage, a blockage that made him unhappy.
He deeply felt that he really entered the Jianghu at this time and became one of the people in the Jianghu.
How majestic Cuiliu villa is. It oppresses the people and runs amok in Yueyang. It is arrogant, domineering and wanton.
This made him feel a trace of indignation. He wanted to ask why Cuiliu villa did this!
No trace is depressed in his heart, not for his sad life experience, not for his fate that may die at any time. Just for this Jianghu.
The sound of donkey's hoofs beat the bluestone slab in the long street, and walked slowly without trace.
After leaving the city without trace, he came to Cuiliu villa built near the lake along a wide blue stone road.
Yueliu mountain is rich, and Cuiliu mountain villa has a wide range of buildings, with extraordinary momentum.
The road paved with bluestone leads directly to the gate of the villa. Three feet in front of the gate, two surrounded emerald willows flourish.
At the door, a pair of stone lions, one person high, are separated on both sides. On the one foot high vermilion door, the thick copper nails of the tea cup glitter.
Just above the lintel, there is a large gold painted plaque. The four characters ”Cuiliu villa” are not written in ink, but inlaid with pure copper. From a distance, it is even more impressive.
The gate was closed, and four men in green clothes stood motionless in the light.
Traceless slowly got off the donkey and walked slowly to the gate of the villa.
Now, it is late at night, such a young man suddenly appears at the gate of Cuiliu villa.
Zhuang Ding standing at the door saw no trace and saw him coming slowly,
One of them shouted, ”the boy came to the door himself!”
The other man opened the door and flew in.