The protagonists have golden fingers

Su Lanqing turned her head expressionlessly, and was immediately stared at without any surprise.The little girl put away the glazed mirror, raised her head uprightly with her hands on her hips, and snorted, "Do I not need money for my spiritual power? Do you Han people talk so much nonsense? You can finish it in one sentence, but you have to use ten or eight sentences to explain it. .”

Su Lanqing wanted to sigh.But he also knew that the little girl had helped him a lot, even if he didn't thank her, he couldn't hold his face.

What's more, the important things have already been said, so let's not say the rest of the pleasantries.

He didn't speak for a while, and the little girl thought that her words were too harsh to irritate her, so she carefully peeked at him and said falteringly: "You, are you okay?"

"Huh?" Su Lanqing was at a loss, "No, what's the matter?"

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, and shook her head: "It's okay. I should go back. If you have enough sunbathing, let someone take you back."

"Speaking of it... I have never asked, what is the "over there" that your subordinates mentioned just now? "

When asking this question, Su Lanqing was worried.After all, this is someone's private matter, he asked, but it's not good.

"Why are you asking this?" Fortunately, the little girl didn't look angry, but she didn't seem to want to mention it, "You just need to recover from your injuries. After you recover from your injuries, I will send you away." The implication is, Just don't allow him, an outsider, to intervene.

Su Lanqing shrugged: "Okay, I get it." He was the one who talked too much at first, but now the master is not willing to ask him to help, and he won't join in to make trouble by himself.Let's talk about it when people want to talk about it.

The little girl looked at him a few more times, said a few words to the men around her, and left in a hurry again.

Su Lanqing squinted her eyes, watching her back gradually drifting away, until she couldn't see her, then she looked away, and met a man beside him who had been staring at him.

When Zhennanhou was not smiling, his eyebrows and eyes looked extremely serious, the corners of his mouth were slightly drawn down, and the tails of his eyes were sharp as knives.

He just looked at that man without blinking for a long time, and suddenly smiled, bright as a spring flower: "Brother, I have a question and I want to ask you."

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Shen Yan was in a very bad mood.Speaking of which, no matter who is walking on the street, he will not be in a good mood if he is suddenly grabbed by the hem of his clothes and shouted "murderer" by a stranger.

Although inexplicable, he was escorted into the local government by passers-by.If it weren't for the Wild Goose Order in his hand, I'm afraid he would be beaten into a trick!

Gu Zhuangcheng was also in a bad mood.But as the saying goes, reach out and don't hit a smiling face.Although the county guard arrested the wrong person and handled the wrong case, he did not cause a catastrophe after all, and he has a good attitude of admitting his mistakes. After knowing the cause and effect, he rushed to the door to make amends. Good explanation.

"Bring those so-called "witnesses" here, and I will interrogate them myself. "Just when Gu Zhuangcheng was thinking about it, Shen Yan suddenly spoke.

His face was as deep as water, and what he said could not be questioned. He was not discussing at all, "Since the government can't find out, then I, Yunzhuang Pavilion, will take over! Mr. Zhang, don't you blame me for meddling?"

"No, no, no! With Shen Xianchang taking the initiative, the case must be solved soon!"

To Gu Zhuangcheng's surprise, Shen Yan was so arrogant and domineering, and Governor Zhang didn't show any reluctance.On the contrary, it was as easy as throwing a hot potato out.

Perhaps, this case was extremely difficult to investigate. Now that someone has taken over, Zhang Junshou is too late to be happy, so how could he be angry?

Sending off Sheriff Zhang, Gu Zhuangcheng gently hugged Shen Yan, patted him on the back, and coaxed softly: "It's my fault, I didn't take good care of you, and I made you feel wronged."

Those cultivators of immortality only live a hundred years longer than ordinary people. They can manipulate the subtle aura between heaven and earth. Others are no different from ordinary people. They will be hungry and thirsty, feel pain when injured, and get sick. If you die, you need to take medicine, and you will die.

He didn't dare to think about what kind of punishment he would have faced if Shen Yan hadn't brought the Wild Goose Order.

Shen Yan pursed her lips, hugged him slowly, relaxed her body, nestled in his arms, and muttered softly: "There will be no next time..."

Gu Zhuangcheng almost couldn't help laughing.He sniffled and hummed lightly.The two hugged each other quietly for a while before letting go.

Gu Zhuangcheng saw that his mood had improved, so he asked: "You have received such a hot potato from Zhang Junshou, what do you plan to do with it?"

"Zichuan doesn't need to stay." Shen Yan analyzed, "We have been guarding here for so many days, but we haven't found any clues. The only thing that is useful is the fan used by the deceased."

"What about that piece of fabric? No family in Zichuan can afford such a precious thing." Gu Zhuangcheng thought of that piece of fabric, "The incense on it is also extraordinary."

"It's something that belonged to the deceased, how do you want to check it?"

Shen Yan's words were astonishing, he looked at the surprised Gu Zhuangcheng, and was even more surprised, "You...you didn't notice it?"

"I... I think the material is very delicate. I thought it was a lady from some family who used it to make the corners of the veil. I didn't expect... it was the deceased's?"

Shen Yan was not surprised: "This is normal, when I was in Qingming Mountain, Xie Qingming also dressed me like this."

"What?" Gu Zhuangcheng was taken aback.

Shen Yan stared at him: "This kind of material comes from Xie's family. Maybe you and I are wrong, this is not a big case, but..." He paused, and slowly said, "It's a demonstration against me. "

Or, provocatively,

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He likes rainy days very much, especially likes to move a chair and sit under the corridor on rainy days, listening to the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the eaves tiles.

It is best to be in late spring or early autumn, and the rain should not be too fast or too heavy, otherwise it will be pouring rain and the mood will be lost;

But don't be too small, too small rain has no momentum, and the sound can't be heard.

What he likes is the rainy day when he can hear the rain hitting the tiles without being too noisy.

Less than a month ago, in his favorite weather, he killed someone he didn't like.

He found it very interesting, that person was obviously not likable at all, and he did all kinds of evil things. When he killed him, he didn't hesitate at all, he just thought it was interesting-is the blood of a wicked person actually red?

Of course, this is a meaningless question, but the blood flowing from the body of any animal is red——

Humans are also a kind of animal, so whether they are good or bad, they will naturally bleed red blood.

And that day, that person's blood flowed all over the ground, and slowly flowed into the small pond in the yard along with the rain. It took him a lot of effort to change the water in the pond.

When he has nothing to do, he also likes to bask in the sun.Just under the big tree that grows the best in the yard, there is a couch for beauties, with a low table on the side, filled with tea and snacks, people lie down on the couch, basking in the sun and sipping tea, very comfortable .

Of course, there must be a beautiful woman by your side.

The beauty is made by himself, using the freshest and most beautiful corpse of a young girl.

He is not a murderer, most of those girls are voluntary.Unadorned girls are like jade in the rough, staggering forward in the difficult world.

He just provided them with a solution, and it was up to them whether to use it or not.

The girls are not strong-willed, and they are willing to die one by one, and they don't want to stay in this dark and boring world anymore.

So, he has the freshest corpse.The faces of the girls are carefully embellished with brushes, each showing their posture.

However, these are not what he wants.However, he couldn't live up to the expectations of the girls, so he had no choice but to make them into puppets and stay by his side for the rest of his life.

He has made many puppets, but none of them are very satisfactory.

He has seen the most exquisite and moving puppets, perhaps they can no longer be called "puppets", they are like living people, they can run and jump, they can talk and laugh, they have their own thoughts and become spirits;

But they have no flesh and blood. Under the delicate beauty skin, there are human figures made of white bones, wood and stones.

He was very surprised by this.The reason why puppets are called puppets is that they have no thoughts and can only be manipulated by others, becoming the sharpest tool in the hands of their masters.

The puppets made by that person are different. They are tools, but they also have their own thoughts.

This is very dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will attack your own master, but in most cases, they are still safe.

He also wanted to make such a puppet.It's a pity that there are no good materials for him to choose, so he can only make soulless puppets day after day, and the unwillingness and desire in his heart are getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly one day, he got a thin book. He said it was a book, but the word "book" was missing, but a few pages were bound together with thick thread, which could barely be called a booklet.On the cover, there are three words written in glittering gold - "Silk Drawing Technique".

When mentioning the silk-drawing technique, everyone's first reaction is Xie Jia, and he is no exception.What surprised him even more was that the author of this book on silk drawing also happened to be named Xie.

He didn't know if it was a coincidence or a stroke of luck, he only knew that his long-cherished wish came true, which made him ecstatic.

So, he began to study these thin sheets of paper day and night, and according to the method above, he made a puppet with a soul.

After a long time, he had to admit that he was different from that person after all. That person was a rare genius in the world, but he was just a mediocre person. He had been so different since he was born, and he was incomparable no matter what.

However, he was not reconciled, and with perseverance and perseverance, he slowly studied the silk-drawing technique bit by bit.

Finally, he made a prototype puppet very similar to the one the man had made.

The only difference is that this puppet is often disobedient, even if he is the master, sometimes he can't control it and can only let it go.

He was a little scared, but more, he was inexplicably proud-look, he did it, maybe even more powerful than that person did, how could he not be proud?

He started to travel around with his puppet, staying in each place for a few months, and when his puppet got bored, he continued to travel with it.

I don't know how many years later, someone found him.The other party was wearing a black robe and never showed his face.

He is not interested either. For him, as long as he can make a puppet that is unparalleled in the world, it is enough.

The man said he could help him, but he needed to do a few things, and he agreed.Both parties got what they wanted and were very satisfied.

After the man left, he started killing people with his puppet.Everywhere he went, he killed someone.

Because not many people died, the local government usually didn't pursue it to the end. After a long time, he no longer restrained the puppets. He felt that his puppets already had their own thoughts, and he shouldn't restrain them too much.

Until it kills someone it shouldn't.

In fact, he didn't like that young man. The children who were pampered and raised by a wealthy family, behaved with disdain for all sentient beings, and he didn't know where they got their confidence.

He didn't like it, and neither did his puppet.So, his puppet kills him.

This caused a catastrophe, not only the government officials wanted to investigate thoroughly, but even Yunzhuang Pavilion and Jiuyanlou intervened.He felt an unprecedented crisis and fled overnight with his puppet.

Fortunately, that person didn't blame him, but gave him a chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds - he was sent to assassinate Zhennan Hou.

However, he still failed.Fortunately, Zhennan Hou was seriously injured, and he would go to see the King of Hades soon.

What's more, Zhennan Hou's cronies were all burned to ashes by him, so the task was considered completed.

He followed the man, and the puppet followed him.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest.Looking down, a thin sword with silver light pierced his chest from his back, and the tip of the sword was still dripping with blood.He fell to the ground.

At this time, Tingting, the puppet behind him, walked to the front, lowered her head docilely, and let that person stroke her black and beautiful hair.

He widened his eyes unwillingly, and in the end he could only watch them leave hand in hand.

It wasn't until the moment before he died that he suddenly remembered that on the first page of that thin book on silk drawing, it was said——a puppet will kill its master.

And he is the master who was backlashed by the puppet!

Unwilling, he swallowed his last breath, and he couldn't close his eyes until he died.