The morning is slightly cool, and in the autumn breeze, the laurel is fragrant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the city flower of Hangzhou, every year in September and October, Hangzhou people are soaked in a sweet atmosphere all day long, even if they are indoors, the fragrance of flowers can also drill into the small gaps and into people's hearts.

There is also a small laurel tree in the courtyard of Qin's house, which was planted by Qinle and his mother-in-law when he was ten years old. In previous years, my mother-in-law would pick the petals before they were washed away by the rain and store them, partly to make flower tea and partly to make osmanthus cake, both of which are also Qin Le's favorites.

This year is an eventful year, the laurel trees in the yard are untended, coupled with the heavy rain in the typhoon days in recent days, only scattered yellow trees remain, and they look depressed under the gray sky, as if something bad is happening, or about to happen.

Qin Le returned to the qin house with her last hope, and the hidden door was full of leaves that had fallen last night, just like her mood at the moment. Approaching the door, for a moment she wanted to turn around and run away, giving herself a chance to continue to lie to herself. The north wind blew the door, tossing and turning on her cheeks, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus came to her face, maybe others couldn't smell it, but she didn't.

The scent led her, guided her, through the hallway, across the threshold, into the room. There are a few osmanthus flowers in the white porcelain vase on the bedside table, the petals scattered around the vase have dried up, but the vase is full of life, no different from the one that grows on the tree.

"It's a morning and evening bottle." Yuan Pei suddenly appeared behind him, "The treasure of the Cloud Pavilion." ”

Qin Le stole the music, and couldn't take his eyes off the bottle. She reached out and touched it, wanting to pull out a stick and smell it, it seemed that there was more than the smell of osmanthus in it.

Yuan Pei stepped forward to stop her, "Don't! Then he explained: "As the name suggests, the bottle can give the plant a 'soul' for a day, and at the same time, it represents day after day, moment by moment, so no matter how long it is stored, they will not be grateful." But once they are removed from the protection of the bottle, they become ordinary flowers and plants. ”

Qin Le withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted, and then smiled more intensely, took a few steps forward, bent down and put the flower in front of his nose, and the smell of dew wafted into his nose.

It turned out to be picked while the dew was still there, no wonder it was so fresh.

As for Zhuo Zichen's intentions, Qin Le's heart is like being coated in sugar, and he can't wait to lick it himself.

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After the extreme sweetness, what remains in the mouth must be bitter.

When Xi Linchen also shook his head and appeared in the room, Qin Le was willing to admit that Zhuo Zichen was really missing. Since the incident happened a few days ago, Qin Le couldn't find out who kidnapped him was, and even Zhuo Zichen's smell was vague. The rain had blown away too many clues, and the three of them were now clueless, sitting in the hall with their brows furrowed and looking at each other.

Xi Linchen's worries were naturally different from those of the other two. Xuan Ming's unexpected "cooperation" in the matter of Yuan Ruolan was a good thing for them, but it also brought a crisis. He originally thought that Zhuo Zichen could tie up the Yunxiao Pavilion somewhat, but now people don't know where they went. If he was captured by Wan Gu Gate, then it would not be impossible for him to make some efforts to snatch it back. If you go back to Yunxiao Pavilion, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win over again.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Qin Le.

I don't know how deep that kid's feelings are for her, maybe I can take advantage of it......

"Piano music." He spoke slowly, "Don't be too anxious, I don't think there will be any big problems with Zhuo Zichen's ability." ”

Qin Le's brow was not relieved by the comfort of "no pain or itching", and her brain was running at high speed, searching for a spell that could track and locate a large area. In the previous search, his breath was cut off when he left the qinjia, if it weren't for the fact that he had been in the qinjia for more than ten days, I am afraid that the breath here would also be astigmatized. So now she can only rely on that bottle to cast the spell seal, but if the range is too large, or if the bottle is not carried by Zhuo Zichen, and the involvement with him is relatively shallow, it will be difficult to find someone.

"Why don't you go to the Sky Pavilion first?" Xi Linchen followed the temptation, "Now the most likely is there." ”

Qin Le thought for a while and replied, "Why not Wan Gu Gate." ”

Xi Linchen smiled, "Seeing that there is no trace of struggle and destruction here, the person who came should know him." If it was the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, how could they leave without even fighting? ”

This sentence is right, with what she knows about him, that eldest young master's temper will not be easily restrained.

Qin Le's hanging heart could be relaxed a little, but the other problem in front of her was more difficult.

Yunxiao Pavilion, she has never been there......

She looked at Xi Linchen with a look for help, "Sect Leader......"

"How?" Xi Lin Chen saw that the plan worked, and his heart was happy, and he was very amiable when he answered.

"Where's the Sky Pavilion?"

Xi Linchen was silent for a while before answering, "Shenzhen, Qingbao House." ”

He did this to make himself appear to have a thought process, and if the answer was too smooth, it would not seem so real. Although the current qin music is completely in a state of concern and chaos, it is not necessary to find the problem in it, but Yuan Pei is not.

He seems to be mediocre in the Phantom Sect, but at the age of 22, he has become the youngest soul master of the Phantom. This has something to do with the withering of the Earth Soul talent, but it will never be the only reason for his achievement.

For this reason, Xi Linchen will always leave a hand in front of him.

"I'll go with you." Perhaps seeing Qin Le's panic about this new place name, Yuan Pei suddenly spoke.

Qin Le's eyes lit up, "Brother Pei is willing to accompany me?" ”

"Of course."

"Great!" She clapped her hands.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two met and they secretly competed, but Yuan Pei did not fall behind at all.

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In the evening, Wang Shoucheng's neighbors outside his home dispersed. They were already discussing their plans for tomorrow, and some people who were originally close to Wang Shoucheng were elected to be the first batch of lobbyists. That momentum, swear to die.

Song Youchen has always been like a frightened bird, Zhu Xuanxi persuaded him to go out and explain, but he was always timid.

Although he didn't have much blood in him before, he was just an ordinary college student, but once Yuan Ruolan was involved, Zhu Xuanxi could always see courage and momentum in him. I didn't expect that there was no trace of it now, and it was really clean.

He glanced at the old locust tree, although Yuan Ruolan didn't speak, he knew that she must be in front of the branch. I don't know what she thinks about Song Youchen's changes......

Yuan Ruolan and Zhu Xuanxi probably exchanged information by relying on the "mind reading technique", she didn't say anything unusual about the locust branch, and he didn't tell her where he had gone before, the two of them each had their own secrets, and they each thought about the timing of them, and they always felt that it was not yet time.

It's a pity that the plan can never compare to the change, and the next development of things is completely derailed, so that many years later, when they talk about this past, they have to sigh and make people. (To be continued.) )