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Qiao Xi walked over quickly.

She bent down and picked up the bouquet of blue eucalyptus flowers in front of Grandma Qiao's tombstone. The flowers looked relatively fresh, with only the petals slightly wilted by the sun.

Apparently, it was just a matter of a day or two.

"Did Grandpa Cheng return to the village? But he will definitely call me when he comes back." Qiao Xi frowned. She had been unable to contact Cheng Han during this period, and she was also very worried.

But thinking that Cheng Han was not an ordinary person, she suppressed her uneasiness.

Huo Xingzhou and Lao Chen looked at each other and said, "Maybe the villagers released it. I think some people in the village are very enthusiastic."

"Yes, madam. Look at the blue gum trees all over the mountains and plains. Someone might have picked two bunches."

In September, the flowering period of the blue gum tree has not yet passed, and clusters of blue-purple petals are blooming.

Qiao Xi looked around at the blue eucalyptus trees and seemed to be convinced by their words.

She didn't say anything more. She offered incense to Grandma Qiao and Ayi respectively and talked for a while.

"Grandma, I will go to the imperial capital soon. I hope you have a spirit in heaven to protect me and help me become the leader, so that those who harmed you will be punished."

"Ayi, I once told you that one day I would go to the needle trial conference, and I did it."

She is slowly becoming the person she wants to be.

Huo Xingzhou's eyes flashed as he looked at the boy with a boyish look on the tombstone. Compared with the current Zhong Yi, there was indeed a gap.

The temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, and even the same people will give people different feelings.

What's more, your appearance will change as you grow from youth to adulthood.

so many years.

The person who died in Qiao Xi's heart was dead. How could there be a possibility of living? It didn't exist in her cognition.

She trusted Cheng Han and Zhong Yi too much and felt that these two people were the most unlikely people in the world to deceive her. Even that trust has surpassed him.

Huo Xingzhou felt a little jealous in his heart.

A warm little hand held him: "Let's go down the mountain."

"Ah."

Huo Xingzhou responded and winked at Lao Chen.

Lao Chen understood it and left quickly behind him.

……

at night.

The village was completely quiet.

When the moon is at the zenith and the night dew is thick. There was some strange movement in Qiao's courtyard, and there was an unusual sound coming from somewhere. Qiao Xi lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. The man next to her got up and walked out.

"Master."

Old Chen said softly, "There was movement in the yard next door, but I didn't dare to alarm him."

Huo Xingzhou's eyes were filled with ink, "Let's go and have a look."

See which mouse is digging the hole.

Lao Chen walked in front, very alert.

Next door is Cheng Han's yard, and herbs are dried on the porch. The yard has been cleaned very well by the villagers, and there is a path paved with bluestones that leads directly to the small building.

Under the moonlight, there are dark red water stains on the bluestone, only a little bit is not very obvious.

But Lao Chen was very cautious and discovered these abnormalities.

He bent down and wiped it, carefully distinguishing it and said: "It's blood, warm. The person must have just ran in. The person you asked me to keep an eye on this afternoon, I found that he had already left the village. Young Master, please go back." Lean closer.”

He still couldn't figure out what the situation was now and didn't dare to take risks.

Lao Chen walked forward, breathing slowly. Suddenly, he kicked open the front door, and the low-quality door shook violently twice.

After entering the house, there was an unmistakable smell of blood.

The blood stains on the ground became more and more obvious, and the mottled blood dripping on the cement floor accumulated more and more.

The blood stains kept spreading inside.

There is someone in this house.

Lao Chen followed the blood trail to a wooden cabinet, and he and Huo Xingzhou looked at each other.

People are inside!

Huo Xingzhou nodded slightly, and Lao Chen quickly opened the cabinet.

A sharp knife fell on his chest, and Lao Chen's knife also touched the man's temple.

The young man gasped, and the shirt on his body was almost stained red with blood.

The strong smell of blood hit his face.

His delicate face had an unusual coldness and ferocity, and his passionate eyes flashed with murderous intent. When he saw clearly who was coming, he backed away a little.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Huo. You are fine..."

His voice was like a clear spring in a stream, but with a hint of muteness.

Huo Xingzhou walked up to him, looked at him and said calmly, "I'm fine, but you think something big is going to happen."

Zhong Yi swallowed hard, his throat so dry that it felt as if it had been rubbed by wind and sand. He ran for his life quickly and ran for who knows how long before he reached the village.

Originally, I wanted to hide in a familiar place and find Mr. Cheng's herbal medicine to stop the bleeding.

But he didn't expect Huo Xingzhou to be so sharp and caught him off guard.

But that's fine, at least they weren't the ones chasing him.

It's a good thing that Huo Xingzhou is here.

Zhong Yi retracted the dagger, covered his right shoulder and slowly walked to the square table in front of him to sit down. He said in a weak voice: "I'm in some trouble."

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyelids and said casually, "Why is Mr. Zhong here?"

Zhong Yi's delicate face turned pale: "Run for your life, passing by."

Huo Xingzhou had a faint smile on his handsome face: "What a coincidence, I just passed by here. Aren't you supposed to be in Haicheng? Passing by a village hundreds of kilometers away from the center of Haicheng?"

Zhong Yi moved her weak body to sit next to him and said: "The world is indeed small, and I didn't expect to meet Mr. Huo here. How could Mr. Huo be here? Shouldn't it be in the bustling city center of Haicheng? ?”

"I accompany my wife to pay homage to my old friend. I heard that today is his death anniversary." Huo Xingzhou glanced at Zhong Yi with strong mockery in his eyes and said, "It seems that it is really going to be his death anniversary."

Zhong Yi's face turned pale and she wanted to curse!

What kind of death anniversary is not a death anniversary?

Was Huo Xingzhou cursing him?

"I don't quite understand what Mr. Huo is talking about."

"Oh? Forget it if you don't understand."

Huo Xingzhou said nonchalantly, "It's late at night, Mr. Zhong, please leave here as soon as possible. This is my wife's master's house, and no strangers can be allowed to stay. If you make this place like this, I won't pursue it. Old Chen, see you off. .”

He wants to drive Zhong Yi out!

Shock filled Zhong Yi's eyes: "Huo Xingzhou, someone is chasing me outside! I will die if I go out!"

Zhong Lingxiao had spent a lot of money, and the people he found were all good people.

He tried his best to escape, but Huo Xingzhou actually wanted to get him out. If other villagers discovered his traces, Zhong Lingxiao's people would search him sooner or later.

Huo Xingzhou glanced at him contemptuously: "What does it have to do with me?"

Old Chen walked up to Zhong Yi, showed a smile and said, "Please, Mr. Zhong, don't dirty our Mr. Cheng's house.

"Hey! Huo Xingzhou! What good will it do you if I die?"

Zhong Yi didn't hold his breath, and coughed violently, covering his heart, "Ahem, don't bully others too much. Without me, what will happen to your cooperation with the Zhong family? How will the future city project be promoted?"

Huo Xingzhou said, "Master Zhong is begging me?"

Zhong Yi swallowed his anger and said: "I beg you."

"Is this Mr. Zhong's attitude of asking for help? I don't think he is very sincere."

"Then what do you want? If you don't stop my bleeding, I will bleed dry!"

Zhong Yi's eyes were red and his breathing was erratic.