It's been raining for days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOn a cold street, a young man with a delicate face walks alone with an umbrella.

He was dressed in white and walked forward without hurry. It was pouring rain, but the uppers of his shoes were as clean as new. He looked up at the small city. The green walls are tiled, and the winding paths are secluded, but every house is closed to the door, and he frowns almost invisibly.

Water splashed on the bluestone slab, and he turned the next intersection. What catches your eye is a bright red. It was a bush of roses, climbing on the wall, swaying in the wind and rain, and it was shockingly beautiful.

He hooked the corners of his lips and walked towards the house full of roses, who seemed to be a well-known and wealthy family.

There are two big stone lions standing in front of the mansion, one with a big grinning mouth and an inverted mane, which is very powerful; A mouth with a stone bead, slightly squinted eyes, and looks naïve. There were no guards outside the door, and the young man raised his eyebrows in surprise and stepped forward to knock the knocker.

The door was cracked open, and there was a muffled noise. The white-clad man poked his head out to look, cowering, his eyes filled with horror.

The young man looked at him amusedly, but did not speak, and let him look at him. After a while, the family crossed the threshold and came to the young man.

"Dare to ask who Childe is? What's the point of knocking on the door? The family lowered his head and asked respectfully.

"In Xia Qingyue, I just happened to pass by here, as for why I knocked on your door," after a moment of silence, Qingyue replied again, "First, I am tired of traveling and want to borrow your mansion to recuperate; Second, the roses in your yard must be in excellent bloom, and I want to see them. ”

After hearing Qingyue's words, the family showed a surprised expression, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, he showed a look of embarrassment. "This, this, this,"

Qingyue tilted her head to look at him, a sly light flashing in her eyes. "What is this? Let's put it bluntly. ”

Xiao Jiading looked up at Qingyue, his expression was unprecedentedly serious. "Childe, go quickly, someone buys the murderer and wants more than 100 lives of the Wang family, why should Childe get involved?"

"Hehe, do I want to get involved?" Qingyue chuckled and walked around the house and entered the door.

"Hey, why don't you listen to it?" The family turned around to chase after him, only to find that he couldn't catch up with the thin-looking young man.

Walk along the porch, through Xiao Qiang is the main hall. Qingyue found that no matter whether it was a maid or a family member, they were all dressed in white, with a sad expression, and occasionally sobbed quietly.

Qingyue frowned and shook her head slightly. When she stepped into the main hall, Qingyue thought she had come to the vegetable market.

A hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, and Qingyue calmly leaned against the door to watch their farce. The concubine who cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, the wife who constantly complained, and the restless Wang Yuanwai.

Qingyue turned her head to look again, but unexpectedly saw a pair of light eyes. The man sat there, dressed in a falling robe, with slightly loose hair in a bun, with well-defined features, and his cheeks flushed from coughing. But there he was, in this chaotic room, revealing a sense of freedom and chaos.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, let outsiders laugh." There was no sluggish voice due to long-term coughing, and Qingyue was a little surprised.

And it was only at this time that the noisy people in the hall were aware of Qingyue's existence. Looking at the eyes cast at them, Qing Yue reciprocated with a sly smile.

"You, you, who are you?" The little concubine's face was pale, trembling and throwing herself into the arms of Wang Yuanwai. Mrs. Wang's eyebrows jumped and she hid behind the screen. Wang Yuanwai didn't make any movements, but he also pretended to be calm, but in fact, his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of, I'm not a killer." As he spoke, he copied a nearby chair and sat down.

"And who are you? Who put you in? Someone's coming, knock him out. After confirming the safety, Wang Yuanwai said, his voice full of incomprehension.

Qingyue suddenly wanted to laugh, sure enough, such a person deserved to die. But......

"If you really want to die, I don't mind leaving now." Saying that, Qingyue was about to get up.

The king looked hesitant outside. "Wait a minute, you said you could save us?"

Qingyue only looked at him, hooked the corners of her lips, and said nothing.

A trace of hideousness flashed on the outside of the king, and it returned to its original state in an instant. "What do you want?" The tone was a gnashing of teeth.

Qingyue smiled, "Good wine and good food, gold ten thousand taels for me." With that, he went to the backyard alone. And Wang Yuan, who stayed in place, looked unpredictable.

The roses in the courtyard are really beautiful, and Qingyue stood under the verandah and watched. These petite flowers, when the wind and rain are attacking, are much more beautiful than ever. More splendid and more vivid than ever.

"No matter how weak a life is, it has the ability to resist fate. Are you right? Qing Yue looked at the man beside him with a cold expression.

"Ahem, ahem, Miss Qingyue is right. In Xia Wang Qingyi, it is a privilege to be able to meet the girl. cough, cough, cough," Wang Qingyi covered his mouth and coughed non-stop as soon as he finished speaking.

"Hehe, let's go, you can't stay here longer, tell me about your family." Wang Qingyi bowed slightly, looking at the girl in men's clothes quietly.

The Wang family is originally from Jincheng. The Wang family has many heirs, most of whom have entered the court as officials, leaving only the seven sons of the Wang family, who have been ill for a long time, to do business at home. After that, the Wang family moved to Kyoto, and the concubine of the family became a concubine, and the scenery was unique for a while.

It's just that three years ago, the relics of the Yuan Dynasty were almost wiped out by the witch Gu incident, leaving only the seventh son who was not an official and the eldest son who had a relationship with the fifth prince. It's Wang Yuanwai and Wang Qingyi.

And this incident, according to Wang Qingyi's analysis, is inseparable from those in the palace. However, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the killer this time is the one who has never missed a sacrifice since entering the rivers and lakes.

Legend has it that the master will always have such and such quirks, and the sacrifice is no exception, his quirk is to write a bloody letter to the person he is going to kill, then, within three days, that person will die. And the people of the royal palace found the blood book of sacrifice two days ago.

That morning, the family went to change shifts as usual, only to find that all the guards were secretly sleeping. He angrily slapped the sleeping guards, only to find that the guards were long dead, and the steps were covered in blood that had not yet dried up.

When he turned around, he saw a bloody book nailed to the door with a dagger. The white rags, the bright red blood, were shocking.

Qingyue frowned, "Is that all?" So today is the third day? ”

"Eun, that's it, the man who found the blood book is dead." The family who had received Qingyue at the door nodded busily. Then he looked at Qingyue expectantly. "Hero, do you have a way?"

"No" shook her head, Qingyue took out an apple from the plate on the table and took a crisp bite.

"Then you still promised uncle?" The little family muttered softly.

"I didn't plan to help, so cherish the next time!" Qingyue stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Jiading's shoulder, turned around and walked out of the door.