CHAPTER XVIII
returned to Jingluo's villa in the suburbs, but Canghu and Liu Yuanhua did not go in. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Or rather, they "didn't get in."
Because in the distance, they saw a surprising figure.
A man with a gold chain and a meaty face.
"How did he get here?"
After saying something in a low voice, Liu Yuanhua stopped with the fox and watched from a distance in a place that would not attract the attention of a man.
The man was not standing alone at the door, there was Jing Luo with a calm face standing in front of him, it seemed that they had been talking for a while, but I didn't know what they talked about before, the man had a smug smile on his face, but Jing Luo's face was very ugly.
It's not a pleasant conversation, I'm afraid.
However, instead of driving the man away, Jingluo took out a thick envelope and handed it to him under the man's smiling gaze.
Without taking out the contents of the envelope, the man just opened the envelope and looked at it, then smiled with satisfaction.
"What a good son of mine!"
Saying that, the man slapped Jing Luo's shoulder twice, so that his body shook, and the smile on his face full of horizontal flesh was very bad, Jing Luo looked away from him, and finally spoke in a low voice.
"You...... Don't come back to me in the future. β
"Oh? Is it really okay for you to say that? β
Casually holding the envelope into his arms, the man's gaze looked at the second floor through Jingluo, who was blocking the door, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"I heard that my beautiful daughter-in-law is in a very bad condition now, and you said that if I go to denounce her fiancΓ© as a murderer now, and I have not been punished for his guilt back then, what will be the result? What will she do in the future? β
Seeing that Jing Luo's face turned pale all of a sudden, the man laughed and patted Jing Luo's shoulder again: "You, don't think so much, just be my 'good son' with peace of mind, it's good for all of us, right?" β
Taking a deep look at Jing Luo, who was silent, the man turned around with a smile, and then raised his eyes to look at the balcony on the second floor where the faint sound of singing came from, and couldn't help but let out an increasingly arrogant laugh, and slowly left.
Standing at the door for a long time, Jing Luo clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.
Hearing all the conversations between the two, Liu Yuanhua and Canghu didn't speak, they just looked at Jingluo who was standing quietly from a distance, and it wasn't until he closed the door and went in that Canghu spoke softly.
"Let's go, we still have work to do."
When he saw Canghu and Liu Yuanhua coming back, Jing Luo couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, after all, Canghu had said before that he would spend more time, and he thought that they would not come back at least today, but he didn't expect that they would come back again in just half a day.
Letting the two into the living room, Jing Luo hurriedly went to make tea, but was stopped by Canghu with a smile: "Don't bother, we're going to leave soon." β
Thinking that the two of them had taken care of everything and came back to report, Jingluo couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this: "Where are you going?" β
"Go to the last place." Canghu smiled and didn't say much, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he said "ah", and asked casually: "I heard that Jingluo was raised by your mother alone?" What about your father? β
didn't deliberately avoid this question, Jing Luo replied naturally: "I've been in prison and only came out a while ago." We haven't been in touch since I was in prison, and I didn't want to contact him, after all, my mother was killed by him, and I didn't want to see him again. β
The calm voice was mixed with undisguised bitter disgust, Canghu looked at Jingluo, nodded and asked, "Why did he go to prison?" β
His body seemed to stiffen for a moment before Jing Luo replied again.
"Kill."
Jing Luo didn't say much about the detailed situation, and his tone of disgust didn't change, but Canghu didn't miss the moment's hesitation before he spoke, and his unconsciously averted eyes.
That's the color of guilt.
If it is true, as the man said, that he will go to prison because he will take the blame for Jing Luo, then ......
ββ¦β¦ How can a twelve-year-old make an adult like that? β
The tragic picture of the scene published in the old newspaper clearly appeared in Canghu's mind, and she squinted her eyes softly, as if looking at the thin boy fifteen years ago through the current Jingluo.
"Huh? Did you say anything? β
Jing Luo looked at it in confusion, and Canghu smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about finding that 'parrot'." β
With just this sentence, Jing Luo's other emotions were all gone, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Canghu expectantly: "So...... Can I go find that youkai? That...... Can you get Xiao Man's memory back? β
"I've prepared everything I should have prepared, so there should be no problem." Nodding, Canghu looked at the second floor again and said, "However, we need to go to Xiao Man's room again, okay?" β
To be honest, Jing Luo didn't want Xiao Man to be disturbed too much, but Canghu's request was also for Xiao Man, so without too much hesitation, he nodded: "Of course, please come with me." β
Coming to the light pink room again, the beautiful singing voice was still coiling in the room, and Xiao Man, who was dressed in white, hummed softly with his eyes closed, looking so carefree, completely opposite to Jing Luo's bitter expression.
Gently patting Jing Luo's shoulder, Canghu looked at Liu Yuanhua: "Yuanhua, can you feel the demonic energy?" β
Raising his eyelids and looking at Xiao Man sitting on the balcony, Liu Yuanhua nodded calmly.
"Then please."
Quietly walked to the middle of the room, glanced at Xiao Man again, and a piece of rune paper appeared in Liu Yuanhua's hand, and with a slight vibration between his two fingers, the rune paper burned all at once, and turned into a wisp of smoke around him in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Liu Yuanhua and closing his eyes for some reason, Jing Luo wanted to ask Canghu what he was doing, but seeing that Canghu was also looking at it seriously, he couldn't help but ask with interest, and then he heard Liu Yuanhua's cold voice sound.
"Found it."
Nodding, Canghu walked towards Liu Yuanhua, and with each step she slowly stepped out, a wisp of cold green smoke appeared at her foothold, and when she came to Liu Yuanhua's side, the room was already full of green smoke, just like when they came to Jingluo's call.
Glancing at Jing Luo, who was so nervous at the door that he didn't know what expression to make, Canghu smiled gently.
"Don't worry, we'll be back soon."
There was no wind, but the green smoke surged up like a wave, and it covered the field of vision in an instant, when Jing Luo opened his eyes again, the room had returned to its original state, there was no green smoke, and there was no trace of the fox and Liu Yuanhua, only Xiao Man sat alone on the balcony, humming softly.