Chapter 50: The Wind Rises and Sets Fire

On the top of the high mountain, pavilions and water pavilions rise from the ground.

The courtyard does not occupy a very large area, but every design is so ingenious, like a finely carved work of art, and so close to nature, as if it is a miracle of nature.

If someone comes here by accident, I am afraid that they will think that they have strayed into a fairyland

The clear river clattered around the courtyard in the middle, running merrily, and then flowing into the distance with the water windmills.

The courtyard is full of bright red mandalas, and there is an open space among the flowers.

Someone sat on the ground, a cage of red clothes, and dark cloud sleeves.

The man's eyes were lowered, immersed in the world he had created, his long, graceful fingers fluctuating the strings like flowing water.

There were people waiting outside the courtyard gate for a long time, but they didn't dare to make the slightest noise, for fear of disturbing the man.

At the end of the song, the outside people got down on one knee.

"I've seen the Lord!"

The piano player raised his head, and suddenly made people's breathing tight, such a shocked face!

"Where did you go last night?"

The man in red's voice was clear and pleasant, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

The person kneeling on the ground was nervous: "The subordinates ......"

The man stared at him closely: "You are so bold, who asked you to kill her!"

"Subordinate, subordinate just wants to punish her... , and didn't..."

A smile appeared on the man's lips, but his eyes were cold.

Those who know him well know that the more angry he gets, the happier he laughs.

The pink palace woman next to her knelt on the ground: "Lord, please spare Ah Liang, he is just too loyal to you." ”

After being silent for a long time, the man spoke softly: "Go and get thirty whips, don't take it as an example!"

The kneeling man breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes!"

The small courtyard was quiet again, the man in red clenched his hands, and his voice was like a lover's whisper in his ear, but it contained infinite hatred: "Fang Xile..."

......

The Prince's Mansion

Fang Xile has been nesting in the county king's mansion recently, looking for information.

The clues of the five ghost heads have been found.

There is a story recorded in "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang", which says that a man performed a trick, and a large bowl was thrown into the air and disappeared.

When he was asked to take it out again, he said he couldn't, and the bowl had already arrived at someone's house and was placed on top of the cupboard. People were curious to check it out, and sure enough, they found the big bowl in the place the man had said.

This is the Five Ghosts Carrying Technique, also known as the Five Ghosts Fortune Technique, which can take people's property without opening the door or breaking the cage.

Originally, it was a means to collect money, but the cloaked man was ingenious, using imps to twist people's arms and legs, heads, and even without showing up, he could put people to death, and he succeeded.

There is no strongest exercise, only the strongest martial artist.

The same applies to contractors.

It's a pity that I didn't find the information of the blue-faced ghost, although there are many books in the county king's mansion, but in Daqin, ghosts are forbidden and are not allowed to be written in books, so there are very few books about ghosts.

There were only Fang Xile and steamed buns on the dinner table, but Hao Dayou still served them one by one.

"Chef Hao, you don't have to do it, we can't eat it. ”

Fang Xile patted his full belly, Hao Dayou's cooking skills are getting better and better, and he will miss it if he doesn't eat for a day.

I don't want to go home if I don't see the steamed buns.

"Wow, it's delicious!"

Ning Zizhi trotted all the way, rushed over and picked up the pig's trotters and gnawed them.

Hao Dayou's eyes narrowed into a slit, for him, someone who likes his food is the best compliment to him.

Now the nobles of Great Qin are all popular vegetarians, and they make the most ordinary foods into a variety of flavors.

For example, a plate of eggplant is baked, and the chicken soup made by burning more than 20 chickens for six hours is smooth and delicious, with a chicken flavor.

It would be hypocritical to ask him to say, why bother to make a vegetarian diet taste like meat, just eat meat directly.

But helplessly, the fashion trend is like this, and now the most popular Liu Slender in the house is good at vegetarian food, and there have been several banquets, and everyone invited Liu Slender to go, but not him.

At this moment, seeing a few people cheering like this, he was in a better mood again.

"How do you have time to come back?"

Fang Xile glanced at Ning Ziyi and asked.

He recently followed Dr. Qiu to the Flying Scorpion Gang, so he and Gong Lizhu often met, and they were reluctant to come back.

"Livzon had something to do today, and she didn't go to the Scorpion Gang.

I'm a little worried about her, I don't know how she's doing now, the wind is so strong, she must be very cold, what if it rains for a while? ”

Fang Xile rolled his eyes and threw a piece of ribs at him.

Ning Zi grabbed it, held it in his hand and gnawed on it and said, "Hey, a violent woman like you, I'm afraid no one wants it, it's really pitiful!"

Fang Xile... Wisely changed the subject: "How is Gang Master Feng's illness, has it improved after taking medicine?"

"No, still not awake. Lizhu said that it might be because the poisoning had been too long and the effect of the medicine was not enough, and she had to think about it again. ”

"Who made the medicine?"

"It's definitely Livzon. ”

Fang Xile frowned slightly.

"Next time, let Dr. Qiu boil it himself. ”

Ning Ziwei raised his head in surprise: "What, you suspect Lizhu?"

"Do as I say!"

Ning Zi pursed his mouth, which can be regarded as a promise.

...... Fang Xile walked on the street with steamed buns, and the wind was really strong today.

Blowing on the body, cold and scolding, autumn has arrived.

The watchman passed by, shouting the same words in his mouth: "The weather is dry, be careful of the fire candle-"

Mantou took out a small handkerchief from his arms, and a few chicken wings were wrapped in it.

"Does my sister eat?"

Fang Xile smiled: "It's so delicious?"

The steamed bun tilted his head and thought seriously: "It's delicious, and I want to eat it again after eating it, it's like..."

"Addicted?"

"Well, that's it. ”

Fang Xile touched the curly soft hairs on his head: "It's not that you're hungry." ”

At this time, there was a sudden shout from the front: "Go water, go water!"

Fang Xile hurriedly ran over, and the house that was on fire was actually next door to her house.

The neighbors carried buckets and poured them on, but fortunately, there were more people and one bucket, and it was extinguished in a short time.

In the darkness, someone screamed.

"What's going on?"

"Wang Erjia, what did you see?"

The person who screamed was a middle-aged woman, her face was frightened, and her lips trembled: "Someone burned to death!"