Chapter Forty-Seven: I Feel Like I'm Playing a Big Game of Chess
After the next person came out, Jiuli walked into Qing Dai's room lightly, looked around, and only the sound of water could be heard behind the paper screen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The corners of info Jiuli's mouth curled, and when he saw Qing Dai's piano on the table on the other side, he was even more relieved, and walked behind the screen with a swagger.
Qing Dai Xu heard Jiu Li's footsteps and asked, "Who?!" ”
In the light of light, Jiuli quickly walked around the back of Qing Dai, pulled out a knife from his waist and put it on Qing Dai's neck.
"Don't shout! Be honest! ”
Most of her body was immersed in water, her black hair was draped down, and her skin was smooth and white and almost transparent.
"Tsk, what a picture of a beautiful woman bathing, but unfortunately it's about to be splashed with blood." Jiu Li pinched Qing Dai's neck with his hand, and kept wandering on Qing Dai's skin with the other side of the blade, and said in a deliberately rough voice.
"Who are you? What do you want to do? Unexpectedly, Qing Dai was more calm than Jiu Li's imagination, and did not show the slightest panic.
Sure enough, it was the owner of the Phoenix Fang who was famous in Yanshan Town, and he was impressed by this calm Jiuli as well.
"I'll just ask you a few questions, and if you can answer me truthfully, I'll spare your life." Jiu Li took the knife down, but his hand was still holding Qing Dai's neck.
"I'm afraid I don't have the message you want to know."
"No nonsense, I just ask you if you know how the fire in the Phoenix Song and Dance Workshop in Qishan Town happened a few months ago?"
Qing Dai's face froze: "I don't know." ”
"The Phoenix Song and Dance Workshop caught fire inexplicably a few months ago, and the owner went out without a trace, and your footprints coincide with the footprints of the Phoenix owner. Moreover, the sound of your piano is also sad and joyful, which can affect people's emotions, Phoenix Owner, don't tell me that you don't know how those Bauhinia fairies in the market were burned alive by the fire. ”
Jiuli finished speaking in one breath, and the air condensed, and after a while, Qing Dai said, "You admit that you are wrong, I am not the owner of the Phoenix Fang." ”
Jiuli was startled, and the hand holding Qingdai slowly let go. If Qingdai is not the owner of the Phoenix Workshop, and Changqin is not the owner of the Phoenix Workshop, then who is the owner of the Phoenix Workshop? Who magnified the fire and burned the Phoenix Song and Dance Workshop as soon as they entered the town to find the blood curse, and even burned the Bauhinia Demon inside to death, is all this just a coincidence? Jiu Li subconsciously felt that this matter was not so simple, but it was very likely that there was a huge mystery hidden.
In the gap when Jiuli was stunned, Qingdai broke free from Jiuli's hands, and rolled out into the clothes scattered on the ground, and in a blink of an eye, she had wrapped herself in her clothes.
Qing Dai looked at the "perpetrator" in front of her, and there was no temperature in her eyes. Fang Cai is such a hairy boy in coarse linen clothes, petite but smart-eyed, pinching her neck and making her unable to move?
Qing Dai's eyes swept the piano not far away, and was about to teach this hairy boy a cruel lesson, so that he could understand what it means to pull teeth from a tiger's mouth, but before his feet could go out, his arms had been hugged.
Jiuli knelt on the ground with Qingdai's arm in his arms, and said with a hippie smile: "It turned out that it was a big misunderstanding just now, let's talk about something, it's easy to say, why bother to use the manual piano to hurt the harmony." ”
Qing Dai has never seen such a scoundrel, and she wanted to strangle her viciously at the last moment, but at this moment she held her arm to promote harmony? So she was even more determined to teach this kid a lesson.
Unexpectedly, Jiuli blurted out: "Sister Huangqing, excessive stroking of the piano is not suitable for physical and mental health, but I have heard of your deeds before, and you are the same as you are so singable, crying, and mourning, and immortal..."
Qing Dai was stunned.
Jiuli quietly looked at Qing Dai, and saw that Qing Dai really didn't fight for the piano anymore, thinking that it was really this Huang Qing that worked, and at the moment it was determined that she must be Huang Qing, but why Huang Qing didn't recognize Changqin must have another reason. Jiuli felt that Changqin was a person, and when others served him well, and regarded him as a master who did not dare to blaspheme, he did not stop, and he refused to take a brave step on the road of happiness and fulfillment, and he had to wait until everything was too late to regret it, which was not self-inflicted.
Qing Dai kept standing like that for a long time before asking, "Did he send you?" ”
Sure enough, it's Huangqing!
Jiu Li let go of his hand: "No, he didn't know you were here." ”
Qing Dai carefully observed Jiu Li, and her eyes widened: "It's you..."
Jiu Li understood that she had a relationship with Qing Dai before she was sucked into the void in the backyard of Biliu Garden, and Qing Dai must have recognized her at this moment, and hurriedly said: "However, if you disappear quietly after today, I will definitely tell him your whereabouts... He's been looking for you, why don't you recognize him? ”
Qing Dai sat pale and slumped in her chair, she had a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, like many classical beauties in paintings, although her piano sound can give hope when she is happy, but her own eyebrows are always full of melancholy. People who want to redeem others often can't redeem themselves, which is talking about Qingdai.
Jiuli saw that Qingdai hadn't spoken for a long time, thinking that she remembered the past and indulged in memories. Then he cautiously asked: "I heard Changqin say that you gave up your life and saved Changqin with the heart of a divine bird, but without the heart of a divine bird, how did you survive?" ”
Qing Dai raised her head suddenly, and her big sad eyes looked straight at Jiu Li. Jiu Li was also infected by this heavy sadness, and felt that it was not good for him to expose people's scars like this, so he waved his hand hurriedly and said, "If you don't want to say, you don't have to answer." ”
Qingdai lowered her head and was silent for a while, and said, "You don't know..."
At this moment, Xiaohong, who was waiting outside the door, let out a rapid roar, and Jiuli hurriedly ran out in shock, only to see Xiaohong baring her teeth viciously and confronting Hongyi. Although it was made smaller by Jiu Li, its strength would not weaken, and Hong Yi was frightened by it and leaned against the door on the other side.
"Shut up!" Jiuli hurriedly walked over and picked up Xiaohong.
Xiao Hong was held in Jiu Li's arms and still looked at Hong Yi viciously, and a threatening sound came out of her throat.
Qingdai also ran out, stretched out her hand to help Hong Yi and said, "Dad, are you okay?" ”
Although Hong Yi couldn't see with his eyes, he groped to protect Qing Dai behind him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Dai Er wasn't injured by the beast, was she?" ”
In the evening, in Jiuli's room.
Jiu Li hugged his chest and looked at the lump on the ground with a face.
After Xiaohong was picked up by Jiu Li, she automatically walked obediently to the corner, knelt on the ground with her four little legs, and looked at Jiu Li with a wretched and flattering body. Although Jiuli was very angry at Xiaohongchuang's troubles, he knew in his heart that Xiaohong was a spiritual beast, and although he was stubborn, he would listen to her. Before she entered, she had instructed it to guard the door and not to clash with people easily, and it must have been Hong Yi who made the move to let Xiaohong attack first.
But on the other hand, Hong Yi protects Huang Qing so much, and Huang Qing also calls Hong Yi "Dad", what happened to make Huang Qing and Hong Yi have such a friendship? How did the former Huang Qing and now the Qing Dai come back from the dead without the heart of a divine bird? What's more, who is the owner of the Phoenix Song and Dance Workshop, and why is he so cruel that he burned the Bauhinia Demon in the garden to death? Countless questions came to Jiu Li, making her feel more and more that there was a conspiracy behind this.
Xiaohong's big eyes quietly glanced at Jiu Li, and when she saw Jiu Li's frowning and thinking look, she had the courage to slowly move to Jiu Li's feet, stretched out her front paws to hug Jiu Li's legs and rubbed them around, Jiu Li's head was full of black lines, sighed and squatted down to gently brush Xiao Hong's hair.
Xiaohong's heart was excited, and while Jiuli was not paying attention, slowly, firmly, and rather than death, she adjusted the angle of her tongue and licked it on Jiuli's face...