Chang Huanxi

"They rescued me and asked me if I wanted to live my whole life like this, or if I wanted to get revenge on him." Li Ying looked at her palm, "I was full of hatred at the time, so I chose without hesitation. Revenge. Then I was brought to Jingchuan to practice swordsmanship..." She smiled and looked at the yawning young man behind Qi Yuan, "It's a pity that I have been practicing martial arts for ten years, but I was still defeated by the young master."

Shen Yanhuan shuddered, "No... If you continue to fight with me, it's hard to tell the outcome."

Li Ying smiled and didn't make much excuses, "A few years ago, they found me and told me that the man had come to Wangcheng, but there was no news after that, so I went to find him by myself. Until not long ago, they started to contact each other frequently. I, if you asked me to do something for them, maybe His Highness would have already guessed that it was the strange case in Yunyang County. But I didn’t expect that this girl is from the same family.”

Qi Yuan really didn't expect that the case in Yunyang County was also related to her.

Li Ying put her hand on her chest suddenly, and the peony on her neckline seemed to be blooming, "I expected that they would not let me live, but I didn't expect it to be so soon! He, he is in the palace, little girl ..."

Before the words fell, she fell to the ground like a dying butterfly. The peony seemed to be sucking his flesh and blood, and within a moment her body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This..." Shen Yanhuan was about to reach out to help her, but was stopped by Qi Yuan and Hong Ling from left to right.

Black blood flowed out of her body, soaking the red and white ribbons scattered on the ground.

A small black bug crawled out of the stamen on her chest, and was quickly nailed to the ground by Qi Yuan with the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Sand Gu worms are Di Jing people's favorite method." Qi Yuan fiddled with the upper end of the bamboo pole, and the lower end of the worm's body turned black when he touched it. Flesh into the body.

Shen Yanhuan has never seen such a vicious thing, Bai Rensheng regards himself as noble, and has never been ashamed of such things, and no one in Qingwu will study it, "This thing... is it that killed the proprietress?"

Qi Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, this thing, once the tail of the mother insect is cut off, the child insect will immediately release its own poison. It seems that they are nearby."

"They seem to have come prepared, who have you told about your plan?" Hong Ling said.

Yes, even he was just betting on Li Ying's feelings that she would not watch Liu Gong die like this.

Because she had had so many opportunities to kill him over the years, but she didn't do it. He just took the lives of those girls and took away the best things in them.

"Qi Mo knows, he is doing another thing for me. But I have to go through the road in front of my father to do this. In other words...anyone in the palace may know."

Things fell into a stalemate all of a sudden, and all three fell silent.

"Let's go back first, Uncle Zhao, call someone to clean up this place later." After a while, Qi Yuan said.

This is the only way to go now.Hong Ling also went with them to dress up as Xie Ling first, and then picked up old doctor Xie to go back to Jishitang, so she also took their carriage back to Linhuazhai.

Besides, on Qi Mo's side, a row of little painters lined up neatly to hang the paintings that needed to be exhibited on the wall of the tour car, which naturally included a few paintings that Qi Yuan deliberately told him to intersperse. .

In the past, all these things were done by Su Lan herself, and it was also to spread the news that it was not painful but could save her sister's life. Now that Su Lan is in prison, this matter also fell on Qi Mo.

He walked to the middle of the group of little painters with a smile, pulled one of them to a place behind the tour car where others could not see, the little painter was about to ask him what was the matter, when he felt a shock in the back of his neck, and his whole body lost awareness.

"In the future, if you do bad things, remember to look around. How can such a young child know how to help others steal things?"

Qi Mo shook his head with emotion, his hands moved very quickly, and neatly tied up the little painter. He knew how to look around to see if anyone noticed him. The sleepy young man winked, and those people immediately turned over, pushed a hay cart over to hide the fainted little painter in the grass, and trotted all the way pushing the cart towards Zhang's house.

In fact, the few paintings that Qi Yuan let him mix in seem nothing special, but there are rumors about the bride of the mountain god in the city recently, combined with looking at the things on the paintings, there is a way.

In the painting, the nomadic prince robbed the girl who was going to be sacrificed to the mountain god, but the girl fell in love with the guard, and they hid in a wealthy city.

Finally, the mountain god heard his words and sent a girl in red to punish them both.

But the girl had never seen their appearance, and she was able to guess based on a few words from the prince's mouth, but in the end, many innocent people were killed by mistake.

In the last painting, the girl could no longer bear the death of others because of her. She knelt down under the altar and begged God for punishment, while the girl in red appeared above her.

Everyone knows who the nomads refer to.Counting the new and old grudges, the common people have had a long-standing grudge against them.

So it is also a fabricated rumor out of thin air. What Qi Yuan told people, people believed eighty percent of it just because of the resentment in their hearts, not to mention the thunderous and rainy ritual of inviting gods in the morning. Is it the same as in the painting?

The person who witnessed the girl in red excitedly told the people around her, and soon the story spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Qi Mo couldn't help but lament that his younger brother was such a good trick.

There are actually two copies of this painting.The other painting is not a prince, but a virtuous king.

Qi Mo stayed up half the night last night, just waiting to see if there were really any spies planted by that group of people in the Mo Pavilion.

Sure enough, he caught one of them, and that child sneaked into the warehouse in the middle of the night, stole the paintings of King Hua Youxian and burned them.

From this, Qi Mo deduced that the Di Jing envoy who came that day might not have lied to them, and that the group of people who were causing trouble in Daliang were none other than King Xian's subordinates.

But there was no further news, and Qi Mo didn't want to ask anything from that child.

First of all, he is really young, no matter how you look at it, he looks like he has been deceived by thieves without deep experience in the world.

Secondly, since he was exposed so easily, the people over there would not tell him everything, at most it was a small chess piece, which was thrown away when it was useless.

But when he thought about it, if Su Lan was imprisoned by them now, this mess would surely fall on him again, so he became angry immediately, and didn't want to spare this little painter lightly.

"Senior brother?" Shen Yanhuan got off the carriage, and saw Ye Zhan making a big circle at the entrance of Linhuazhai, wanted to go in but took back his steps.

Ye Zhan gave him a complicated look, and clenched the broken sword with his right hand.

"Huh? Brother, do you want to compare swords with me? But my left-handed sword hasn't been practiced very well..."

It's hard for him to remember the fact that Ye Zhan has always wanted to compete with him. Seeing how he was so entangled, Shen Yanhuan thought it was because he felt that his right hand was not needed and he was afraid that making such a request would hurt his heart.

"I, no, I'm going back to Qingwu." Ye Zhan fiddled with the sword in his hand anxiously, "The old man has gone down the mountain, I promised to come to look for you, you, alas, you...it depends Bar."

Shen Yanhuan was shocked, why did the old man come out of Qingwu after finishing the ball, he shouldn't take me back, no, no, no, he shouldn't come and kill Liang Wang himself, right?

"Yanyan?" Qi Yuan looked inexplicably at the two senior brothers looking at each other in a daze, the panic carved out of the same mold is not very understandable.

Shen Yanhuan kindly explained: "Do you know what happened when our old man came out of the mountain for the first time?"

Qi Yuan said: "I have heard that Bai Rensheng singled out hundreds of famous swordsmen without losing a single defeat, and then those hundred people voluntarily sealed their swords, that's why people in the world call him "Hundred Blades". "

"That's right, do you know what he did when he left the mountain for the second time?"

Qi Yuan was worried, "Could it be...the time when he attacked Jingchuan and snatched Linyan?"

Shen Yanhuan nodded heavily, "Then do you know the third time?"

"Appreciate further details."

"The old man originally planned to go out of the mountain for the third time, to assassinate King Liang."

Qi Yuan: Why did you forget about this!

Shen Yanhuan said: "Everyone, I'm not boasting. The old man is very stubborn, so I guess it's still useful for me to persuade him... Besides, I really don't think Liang Wang is as unforgivable as he said, There is bound to be a misunderstanding."

The fact that Bai Rensheng came out of the mountain has become irreversible, so everyone can only wait and see the changes.It's just that Shen Yanhuan couldn't sleep well for several nights.

This day went on until the middle of the night, Qi Yuan held him in his arms and patted him on the back lightly, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Yan Yan, how old are you, why are you still sleeping?"

This child is usually able to close his eyes while walking, and he is usually lazy, but now it is too abnormal to stare at the bed curtain with a pair of bright eyes in the middle of the night.

But old doctor Xie showed him before he left, and there was nothing serious about it except that it was dry and a little bit angry in autumn.

Shen Yanhuan was comforted by his smooth hair, and then hugged him, smelling the pleasant sandalwood fragrance on his body, "I don't know why, but I just can't sleep."

Qi Yuan laughed, "How about we do something interesting?"

"For example?" The person in his arms raised his head, his eyes were as clear as water.

Sighing, Qi Yuan restrained his thoughts, just wait, wait a little longer.

"For example... Brother Dahuang sent us the Chunyi Yinglou, does Yan Yan want to be the shopkeeper?"