Taking off his coat, shoes and socks, rolling up his trousers, and stepping on the seat rail, Zhao Qinghe made a few big movements of waving his arms and kicking his legs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What are you doing?" Without the panic of facing the dead man at all, Xia Su looked at the person in front of him in a daze.

"Scoop up the corpse. I pushed her to the edge of the bridge, and when I lifted her, you picked her up. ”

Knock -

Zhao Qinghe jumped down, his posture was like a frog, his long legs kicked up, and his ape arm rose straight forward, drawing a long rainbow. Regardless of their appearance, it is indisputable that frogs dive and swim with great skill and grace.

Everyone indulged in this elegance, Xia Su was the first to wake up, and couldn't help shouting at the water, "I won't take it." ”

She's timid, doesn't he know?

Zhao Qinghe seemed to be deaf, pushed the corpse to the curved bridge, looked sideways at Xia Su who was still in the pavilion, and didn't care to urge her, "Just come and help me catch it." ”

Xia Su couldn't figure out if he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid, but it was okay to freeze, and decided to mention his ears so that he could hear clearly. It's just that as soon as she passed, she saw Zhao Qinghe's upper and lower teeth fighting, and remembered how cold the autumn water was.

"You grab her armpit, I'll take it over right away." His teeth were so white, reflected under the lamp, his face was resolute, he held the bridge wood in one hand and the corpse in the other, and there was no trace of cold or reluctance.

On the other side, the man did not look like a man, and he was crowded with the fainting woman.

Xia Su looked at Zhao Qinghe again, and a breath of anger welled up in his heart.

This breath is endless, such as before and after she ran away from home, she thought that she would never reappear in this life, but suddenly it surged again.

She stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to grab Zhifang's cold body.

"Good girl." Zhao Qinghe smiled refreshedly, swam to the side, climbed the bridge railing with both hands, and the action of getting out of the water was also as agile as a leopard, his body arched, he was able to jump a zhang, his feet landed on the bridge steadily, and then he strode forward, and the distance between him and Xia Su was only an inch long, "I'll count to three, and you will let go." One, two, three—"

She let go and got out of the way.

He took over, stood in the position she had just taken, scooped up the body in one go, and gently dragged it to the pavilion.

Smooth handover.

Xia Su found that except for his hands, he didn't get wet at all.

Remembering that he didn't need to swim out of the water, did he take care of it?

She slowly walked to his side and squatted down like him, no longer afraid to stare at Zhifang's green face and big eyes.

This time, I'm really not afraid at all, there are big ones blocking the way.

Zhao Qinghe broke Zhifang's hand and whispered to Xia Su, "Don't be so kind to me, if she doesn't have this thing in her hand, I won't look at her more." Then he turned his head to look at the cowards, adjusted his position slightly, and opened the scroll a little, "Look—"

He silenced.

It is indeed a picture scroll, vaguely a brocade chicken, the mounting paper is damp, the silk is complete and useless, and the ink is dissolved, which is miserable.

Zhao Qinghe cursed, but he had great expectations for a certain talent, "My sister should be famous." ”

A certain genius is expressionless, his white face is rejuvenated and tender, and the light is very clear and beautiful, but his voice is dull, "What is it?" Even the blind can see that the scroll has been ruined. ”

"Of course the painting is ruined." He's not blind, "But can you tell if it's real or fake?" ”

This person's thoughts are too difficult to guess, but Xia Su is not casually angry, her eyes are close to the painting, her hands touch the almost rotten paper and soaked silk, and when there are hurried footsteps from the bridge, she softly concludes, "It's hard to say." ”

Zhao Qinghe nodded to indicate that he understood, re-rolled the painting, put it in the hand of the corpse, and then pulled Xia Su up, took a few steps back, and changed from a relevant person who made a decision on the spot to an idle bystander.

Xia Su was extremely cooperative.

She is slow, not slow-minded, so far, she only thinks that Zhao Qinghe must have a plan, but she doesn't know what he is planning. But he knew the secret of her nocturnal journey, and she would not oppose him until she could determine whether he was good or evil.

Zhao Qinghe has a saying that is very right: he is in the same boat as her.

Since he wasn't stupid enough to smash and sink his own ship, and she hadn't reached the shore yet, it was very troublesome to change ships halfway, so be it for now.

Wu Qihan entered the pavilion, and before he could see the front of him, a large number of people surrounded him, all of them wow, and some of them ran to vomit. His face was already ugly because of the dead people in his home, and at this time, his head blocked his view, but he felt suspicious and couldn't help but get angry.

He was born rich and noble, he has been at ease since he was a child, and he is exquisite in all aspects of business, and he is by no means without temper, and he shouted loudly, "Get out of the way of me!" ”

Everyone was astonished, and the dead of the earth appeared.

Wu Qihan didn't know Zhifang, seeing his tragic death, his expression was serious but he was not panicked, and when he saw Zhao Qinghe and Xia Su opposite, he was slightly stunned, but his eyes were very good, and he found that Zhao Qinghe was soaked.

"I heard that the corpse was in the lake just now, but now it has come ashore, and he is worthy of being the elder brother of Qinghe, who is very skilled and courageous. What is the best way to deal with such a situation? ”

Zhao Qinghe was not pretending to be polite, "I think the second master has reported to the official, I see that there are too many idle people, although it is disappointing, the second master still ended the painting market early." ”

"In case the murderer is still in the garden." I don't know who muttered.

"The corpse can float, the weather is cold, it has been dead for a few days, it will never happen, and there is no corpse experience, no one can say that it is a suicide or an accident, and it is pointless to detain guests. As long as the second master opens the list of tonight's guests, don't miss any of them, and let the official find someone to ask. Zhao Qinghe's head is the way, attracting everyone's attention, including Xia Su.

This was a favorable suggestion for Wu Qihan, so he immediately ordered someone to do it, and emptied the pavilion.

Brother Xing came back after sending the guests, and he was in a bad mood, "Someone is talking nonsense, saying that someone died in the garden of Moguzhai, and the second master may be suspicious." Be all abroad! ”

Zhao Qinghe and Wu Qihan stood outside the pavilion together, and said with a smile, "Don't pay attention to it." Moguzhai is a place where antique calligraphy and paintings are sold, and guests come and go during the day, and there are dozens of guys in charge of the painter who live, so it is not the turn of Wu Erye to be suspicious. ”

Wu Qihan laughed and patted Brother Xing'er's head, "Besides, is your young master so stupid?" Kill a Qing Trick in your own territory who you don't recognize? ”

On the side, Xia Su was silent.

Wu Qihan obviously wanted to use Zhao Qinghe's certain ability, the coachman couldn't leave, she seemed helpless to stay, but in fact, it was not.

She wanted to stay.

Although he was not interested in meddling in things, Xia Su's mind was not blank as it seemed.

She didn't know Zhifang, it was just a name, a face, a shadow, even if she had been to Zhifang's house and seen a great painting, there was nothing between the two of them. (To be continued.) )