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"Bu can judge the past and the future, and is a psychic among the remnants, although his predictions are not accurate every time, but he is one of the most powerful in the remnants. Especially this generation of Bu Xuan, he is even more powerful and talented, and he has two new prophecies. ”

"The first is for the future, General Taiyin will be resurrected. ”

"The second is the past, General Taiyin died at the hands of the Feng family. ”

The word is gone here, and Zhao Ran anxiously urged the blue bird: "What else?"

Bluebird coughed twice, and the blood dripped on the paper and the handwriting appeared again.

"The remnants want to return to the era of King Zhou, their desire is far stronger than that of the Protoss, they want to resurrect General Taiyin, replace the existing Protoss, and become the new Protoss under General Taiyin, they will take you as their enemy. ”

"You have to find a way to unlock your abilities as early as possible. ”

"If the Feng clan can kill General Taiyin, there must be a divine skill that can defy the sky. ”

"I think this miracle ......"

The handwriting became thinner and thinner, and finally it was gone......

Glaring at the blue bird, the blue bird had no choice but to cough twice again, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

The line appeared: "Something to do with your nightmares." ”

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"The remnants want to be the enemy of Jiuru...... "Ming Ran said thoughtfully, he was already skinny, so he saw big black and white eyes spinning in his sockets.

Then he took the wooden sign from the wall and went out the door.

At this time, it was lunch time, and many servants who came in and out to deliver lunch to the young masters of the son and young master at the door slipped out of the gate in the crowd.

When he got out, he looked up at his thighs coming and going, and then he realized to his anguish that he seemed to have a hard time doing anything.

"Is this the little boy that the little sage took in? ”

"It's like a little skeleton!"

"You see he's losing his temper! He's glaring! It's funny!"

"Come, come here, child, my aunt will give you something to eat. An aunt on the street smiled at him with a piece of flower cake.

Ignoring them, he turned around and ran, leaving behind a string of hahaha laughter.

As soon as he reached the mouth of the alley, he heard a cry coming from there, and Zhaoran walked over to take a look, only to see a haggard woman in patched clothes with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old honest-looking young man burning paper in the alley: "Yin Niang, you died so miserably, if you know under the spring, give your mother and your brother a dream, so that we can tell us who your murderer is." ”

"Mother, you asked my sister to give you a dream, if she gave it to me, I can't remember what to do?" the young man rubbed his forehead uneasily.

The woman tilted her head slightly, glanced at the young man in despair and sorrow, and sighed.

The honest young man was even more uneasy, he rubbed his forehead with one hand, but saw a skinny little face sticking out from behind the miscellaneous objects next to him, and two big eyes in his eye sockets were staring at him, he was so frightened that he almost screamed, but the little face stretched out a hand like a chicken claw to make a "shhh

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The young man was accustomed to following the instructions of others, and when he glanced back at his mother, who was silent in grief, he really had to quietly follow Zhaoran out.

"What's your name?" said Zhaoran, who barely looked up from the bolted horse post and could see the young man's face.

"My name is Pillar. The pillar replied honestly.

"Is it your sister who died?" asked Zhaoran.

Zhu Zi nodded uncomfortably, and asked again: "You do a few things for me, and I will help you find your sister's murderer." ”

"You, can you help us find the murderer?" No matter how stupid the pillar was, he knew that this was just a child in front of him.

"Your sister recently secretly bought a bead hairpin and hid a box of rouge, right?"

The pillar opened his mouth wide: "You, how do you know?"

Zhaoran said again: "Your sister likes to pretend to be well-behaved in front of your mother, but behind her back, she always supports you to do this, and likes to poke your head and shout "stupid wood". Right?"

"It's stupid wood. ”

"It doesn't matter!" Zhao Ran stood on tiptoe and poked the pillar's head with his hand, "On the day she died, she poked your head and scolded you like this, right?"

"Yes, yes. The pillar stammered.

"Your sister asked you to do something that day, but you didn't do it well, what is it?"

Zhu Zi admired him, and hurriedly replied, "Sister asked me to get her embroidered shoes." ”

"Embroidered shoes?"

"My sister said that the embroidered shoes were given to her by the young lady of the Jia family's mansion, they were very valuable, and a bead fell off on them, so she asked someone to repair them and let me get them back. ”

"Where do you want to get it?"

The pillar pointed to the alley in the distance and said, "My sister asked me to wait at the mouth of that alley, saying that someone would send it, but then I went back because I didn't see anyone." My sister was very angry and came out on her own. ”

"Pillars. The pillar lady in the alley shouted.

"It's coming. Zhuzi looked at Zhaoran with anticipation in his eyes and said, "You can really catch the murderer for my sister?"

"Of course it is, but don't tell anyone just yet. Zhaoran pointed to the mouth of the alley and said, "Go and tell your mother that someone hired you to do a short job." ”

The pillar said "oh", and he came out after a while, and said with a little anxiety: "My mother said that ten cents a day should not be less." ”

"I'll give you twenty a day. "Obviously, generous.

"I'll pay you back. The pillar became more and more uneasy, feeling that Zhaoran had to give him money for his sister's murderer.

"It's enough to get things done. ”

The pillar said embarrassedly, "But I'm stupid. ”

Zhaoran grinned and said, "As long as you remember to carry out my words without moving, you will be smarter than many people." ”

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Zhao Ran first took out some silver money and rented a new satin shirt for the pillar, and then asked the pillar to go to the pawnshop and take a pearl as five hundred taels.

Then Zhao Ran only left a few silver taels, exchanged the rest of the silver taels into silver tickets and put them on the pillar, and made an appointment with him to meet at the old place tomorrow, and then swaggered back to the academy.

Sure enough, the academy went out to watch closely, but no one paid attention when they came back.

Zhao Ran returned to Jiuru's wing, Yang Wan Dao Chang had left, Zhao Ran couldn't see it on Jiuru's face at all, he was about to be hostile to the entire Inhuman Remnant Clan, and couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, Jiuru is Jiuru, he looked at Jiuru and thought, but you don't have to worry, I will help you clean up them.

"What are you looking at?" Jiu Ru said, "What about the homework, have you finished it?"

"It's done!" Zhao Ran jumped on the table, pulled down his homework, and presented it to Jiuru.

It was a masterpiece that he had taken a lot of effort to complete.

"Sir......" Zhaoran looked at Jiuru with bright eyes, hoping that a sentence similar to praising Shen Fanglin would pop out of his thin lips.

"Well said!", "This paragraph is not badly written. "And so on.

Jiuru said a soft "um" after reading it, and Zhaoran thought to himself why it was "um" again, Jiuru said: "The words are too ugly." ”

Zhao Ran was a little discouraged, Jiuru handed the pen to Zhao Ran and said, "I'll teach you how to write a few words." ”

He said with Zhaoran's wrist, and slowly wrote: "Taking the wind and bones as the body is the secret of the cursive script of Zhang Huaijun's commentary in the Tang Dynasty, but in fact, calligraphy is seen in its temperament, the open-minded are chic, the tranquil are elegant, and the practice of words is temperament, which is the true meaning of practicing words." ”

Zhao Ran leaned on Jiuru, his head was dizzy, and he said with a "uh-huh" in his mouth: "I will definitely learn more from Mr. in the future." But he had already made up his mind in his heart, he would write ugly all his life, and let Jiuru block his wrist like this from time to time.

That's what it really means!

"Sir!" Shen Fangxi shouted outside.

Jiuru let go of Zhaoran's hand and said, "Is it Ah Xian, come in." ”

As soon as Shen Fanglan came in, he saw the little skeleton sitting next to Jiuru looking at him with an unhappy face, so he bent down slightly and said, "Sir, I have a matter in my heart that I have an undecided matter, and I want to come over and ask Mr." ”

Zhao Ran secretly said in his heart, if you don't decide, you will decide yourself, why did you come to harass Jiuru?

Jiuru said: "It's okay, you come and listen." ”

Shen Fang's lonely gaze looked at Zhao Ran, and Zhao Ran said innocently: "Is there anything Senior Brother A Xian can't do to people?"

Jiu Ruyu said with a warning: "Zhaoxian, stay outside the door." ”

Zhao Ran had no choice but to kick off the room with a reluctant face, but Shen Fangshan said, "Senior Brother Zhaoxian is extremely smart, maybe he can give me some advice." ”

"Then it shows that you sit and don't move. Jiuru then turned his head to Shen Fangshi and said, "You come and listen." ”

Zhao Ran felt that Jiuru's tone treated him like a child, but he seemed to attach great importance to Shen Fangshan, and hurriedly straightened his back and put on an old-fashioned look.

Only then did Shen Fangshan speak: "There was a recent murder in Guanjing Lane, and at that time...... The student heard the movement, and I also reported the case to the arrest side, and now the student does not know whether to go to the yamen to help investigate the case. ”

Jiuru said: "Since you say so, you must have discovered something." ”

Shen Fang said: "That woman is between seventeen and eighteen years old, her name is Yinniang, she is a descendant of the Meng Mansion, and she died with a golden hairpin on her head and a thin rouge. The student once visited her home when she was in Shuxiu, she lost her father when she was young, she had a stupid younger brother, and her mother was frail and sickly, and her family was poor. All of Yinniang's wages were handed over to the family, and the students thought that the money for the fat powder might have been fatal to her as to why she had obtained the gold hairpin. ”

"In addition......" Shen Fang said quietly, "Yin Niang dressed up to come to this alley, and that person killed people in this not too secret alley, it can be seen that Yin Niang came prepared, but this person killed people in a hurry, there must be an emergency between them." ”

Zhao Ran's eyes couldn't help but widen, Shen Fangshan raised his head and said: "The student thinks that since Yinniang is prepared, it proves that this murderer is a person who often goes in and out of that alley, that is to say, a person who often goes in and out of the bookstore, so the student suspects this person...... It is very likely that he is a scholar, or even a member of the academy. ”

Jiuru smiled and said, "You came here to ask, if you go to the yamen, will it cause me trouble." ”

Shen Fangshan bowed slightly and said, "The student is here to discuss with Mr. to see if there is a perfect solution, which can help the victims and die without damaging the reputation of the college." ”

Jiuru smiled and said, "Haven't you already thought of a perfect plan. I will inform Dean Meng of this matter in advance. ”

"Then Ah Xian won't disturb Mr. to rest. Shen Fang bowed and retreated.

He was no less meticulous in his observation than in the obvious way, and he acted without leakage, investigating first, and then thinking of countermeasures according to the interests of all parties.

This person was like his natural enemy, and he clearly felt a chill on his back, and Jiu Ru seemed to be very satisfied with Shen Fangxi.

No, no, absolutely not!

Zhao Ran said in his heart, he wanted to do something that would make Jiuru even more impressive.

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The next day, it was Shu Xiu, Zhao Ran and Jiuru took leave and went out, and when they walked to the door, they saw Shen Fanglin talking and laughing with other students.

Shen Fangxi smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zhaoxian, do you want to go to tea together?" Today is Senior Brother Jia Chen's birthday, and he invited us to tea. ”

When people celebrate their birthdays, what do they want you to invite, he thought with a sore tooth.

Jia Chen can be regarded as the best family among the students of Jiuruzhao, his father is a businessman, but his mother is a famous official lady, he is talented and handsome, so his attitude is inevitably a little arrogant, he smiled and said: "Yes, little junior brother, the fruit in this teahouse tastes good, I care enough, how about it, do you want to go?"

Zhao Ran spread his hands and said: "I'm very busy, so let's do it, you go to eat today, and I'll treat you later." ”

After speaking, he ran away without looking back, looking at his back, Jia Chen smiled and said, "Listen, what is the tone of our junior brother?

Shen Fanglan looked at Zhao Ran's back and said, "I always feel that Zhao Xian's junior brother has a very good background. ”

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The pillar had been waiting at the mouth of the alley for a while, and when he saw Zhao Ran's honest face, he smiled.

"Let's go to the inn first!" said Zhaoran.

He said this, and the pillar didn't ask why, just followed behind, and Zhaoran picked a secluded inn to open a room, asked for some braised vegetables to close the door, and then felt out the bone whistle and blew it twice.

After Zhaoran finished blowing the bone whistle, he pointed to the braised vegetables in front of him and said, "Eat it." ”

The pillar hurriedly shook his hand: "Twenty wen a day, no food." He pointed to his waist and said, "I have steamed buns with me." ”

"Eat, do things with me, what you have to eat!" Zhao Ran picked up a braised pig paw and stuffed it into his hand.

When they got to the second claw, a figure hanging upside down from the window outside, only to hear the man ask slowly like an old ox trailer, "Are you looking for me?"