No one could see that Xia Su was scared to death in his heart, thinking that the despair of being found set off a tide, and it suddenly flooded his throat, feeling suffocated. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm not mistaken, I'm scared like that?" The man was only more than two feet away from Xia Su at this time, and his steps were not fast, but he was by no means good.

Xia Su saw the person clearly, but the fear was immediately dispersed, and he could breathe in an instant, "It's you." ”

No, it wasn't sent to her from that place.

The man was in his early thirties, his facial features could be called upright, his eyebrows were heavy and gloomy, the royal blue brocade clothes were clearly blood-red, his hands were behind his back, and he was not strolling leisurely, and he always felt that he could pull out a murderous aura at any time.

"I am amazed by your brothers and sisters. Zhao Qinghe deliberately approached me, lured me to show my feet, and helped the government set up a bureau to arrest me, I haven't figured out where to offend him, and I need him to meddle in my affairs. And I was sure that this was the first time I had seen Miss Xia, but Miss Xia had obviously seen me. ”

Xia Su understood as soon as he heard it, "It was you who killed Miss Zhifang, and you also stole the sky and changed the day everywhere, exchanging the fake for the real." ”

"Everyone is just eating with a mouthful of food, so why be aggressive."

This person is the man Xia Su saw on the roof, comforted Zhifang, and ransomed her life. He walked around the city as a wealthy merchant from outside the country, and the houses where they were stolen had testimonies of his visit.

Zhao Qinghe pretended to be a down-and-out son of a northern family and approached him, saying that he was short of money in his hand and was willing to sell the family heirloom at a low price, a picture of Tang Yin's lady.

Since he dares to do business without capital, his mind is naturally meticulous. Tang Yin's authentic works are all rare things, even if the people have private collections, they are not easy to sell, and the authenticity of the paintings still needs circumstantial evidence, and Zhao Qinghe is from which family he came from, he also has to inquire.

This one agreed to consider it, and the other one sent someone to dig out the bottom of Zhao Qinghe.

However, knowing that Zhao Qinghe was lying, he decided to take action instead.

He thinks that Zhao Qinghe, as a scoundrel, sent people under the fence, is poor, so he has the audacity to steal famous paintings from Zhao's mansion to sell, which shows that the paintings are real. If the real painting is replaced, Zhao Qinghe, who is a thief, will definitely not dare to publicize it, for him, this kind of under-the-table business that can't make a sound at both ends is the best to eat black.

So, saying that he would inspect the painting again this morning, he secretly transferred the bag, and made an excuse not to buy it, Zhao Qinghe brushed his sleeves away, and he took the real Tang Yin back to his secret residence.

Who knows, he was immediately surrounded by officers and soldiers and forcibly broke in, and searched out all the ancient paintings and antiques that had not been sold, including the pictures of ladies who had not yet been hot. He was not sure about Zhao Qinghe's layout at that time, and he didn't know for sure until he pried open the mouth of the two arrests before he escaped from the prisoner car.

Who is aggressive exactly? Xia Su saw that the other party stopped, and he was still more than a foot away from him, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

She didn't know Zhao Qinghe's situation, but she knew that this person had slipped through the net, so she came to Hanshan Temple to find her, either to kidnap her or kill her.

"If I were you, I would run as far as I could." She doesn't talk nonsense, she only talks about the basics.

"I originally planned to do so, but after thinking about it, I was so wronged that I had to take a detour and find Miss Xia to settle the account. Don't they all say that, the father's debts are paid by the son, and the brother's debts can also be paid by the younger sister. ”

Xia Su remembered that the mother of Taohualou called this person Feng Ye.

She didn't ignore the other man, who was dressed in a gray felt sleeveless robe, with a gloomy face, and didn't look like a good person, standing farther away, looking around, as if looking at the wind.

"Miss Xia hasn't told me yet, when and where did you see me? I'm actually quite upright, not like a vicious person, who slaughters people first without saying a word. It's just a moment to live, and it should make people die blindly. The corners of Feng Ye's eyes were gloomy, "Don't underestimate me, there are more than two people here, and there are a few brothers who have sealed the Dao in front of them." The girl doesn't look stupid, you know what I mean, right? ”

"The day Miss Zhifang's house was burglarized." It doesn't hurt to tell him too.

"Huh? That night? Feng Ye didn't expect it, so he thought he was smart, "Ah-Miss Xia is not a woman disguised as a man to go to the Qinglou to see her, and she is with your brother." ”

Xia Su didn't feel the need to explain too clearly, and was silent.

Feng Ye acquiesced to her, "Then what enmity does your brother have with me?" Ha! I know! He was Zhifang's benefactor, and when he saw Zhifang being ransomed by me, he was jealous. Then, when Zhifang was killed, he wanted to splash me with dirty water and falsely accuse me to the government, but who knew that he would beat me crookedly. ”

can really break it and save her strength, but Xia Su opened her mouth, "Since you have redeemed yourself for Zhifang, that cricket brood is her dowry, as long as you wait patiently for a few days, you can get it." Why is it stealing and killing people to make such a big move? "Not quite reasonable.

"Miss Xia is not naïve. If I can spend a lot of money, a thousand taels of redemption silver is the same as throwing paper money, do I have to risk my head to do this business? "Feng Ye was a dead person for her, and he told the truth, "From beginning to end, I didn't want to redeem Zhifang." Seeing that ancient painting, it was an unexpected joy, I chose to steal the painting that night, but let a little girl break the tracks, so I immediately decided to change the plan to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, pretending to redeem Zhifang, let her leave the Peach Blossom Building, so that I can return to the house to change the painting. I just didn't expect that a woman who was not proficient in ancient paintings would find out so quickly that the paintings had been swapped and become suspicious of me. What can I do? I can only extinguish my mouth. ”

The truth is simple, the result is cruel, starting with a painting and ending with a fate.

Xia Su sneered, "You're so stupid. ”

Feng Ye's eyes widened, his hands behind his back were spread, each holding a ruler-long silver hook, and slowly approached Xia Su, "What did you say?!" ”

"You should have been content with a big secret, famous paintings and antiques are just a façade for them, but you see the profit uprising, take away people's cherished things, and then kill people and goods, and easily expose yourself. If my prediction is correct, I am afraid that because of your stupidity, even the rest of you will be uprooted. Isn't it stupid, or is it smart? She is now convinced of Zhao Qinghe's ability to investigate this aspect.

Miss Zhifang, regardless of her character, cherishes an anonymous ancient painting and avenges her death, making the murderer like a lost dog. Just like a little cricket, attached to beautiful flowers, dare to fight with the proud and greedy brocade, and finally lose both and glory, you can rest in peace.

"I suddenly realized that you talk too much! Die! Feng Ye jumped up, the silver hook flashed with cold light, one swept in, the other slashed, anything that blocked the two blades would be cut into two pieces.

"You're more fucking talking!"

Xia Su's clothes were like butterflies, fluttering, beautiful as fairies, faster than the cold light, flashing to the side, but this old man's words were not picked up by her.

One leg, raised high, kicked horizontally, deservedly, stopped the murderous chill of the silver hook, and at the same time the trouser leg was sliced into pieces, revealing half of the iron staff.

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