The poppy is beautiful, and its beauty lies in its arrogance in the land it holds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The poppy is very colorful, because it is the blood condensation, a kind of rebirth after death. I wonder if all the beautiful things in the world come from the pain of the bones? Have they all been baptized in blood? Have they all experienced the nirvana of life?

Obscene appearance is not allowed.

You can't get into it if you don't get dressed properly.

Those who are officials are not allowed to enter.

Concubinage is not allowed to enter.

Persons under the age of fifteen and over fifty are not allowed to enter.

You will not be allowed to enter after the time of application before the time.

This girl is not in a good mood and is not allowed to enter.

Trespassers will be killed.

A long street, but only the courtyard at the end, is solemn and imposing, and it is impossible to square things.

The door is hidden, a smell of ambergris and the aroma of rose cake faintly leaks out from the crack in the door, and a group of high-rollers outside the door have been hungry since early morning and noon, and they can't help but make noise by this fragrance.

"What a stinky rule! Boss Rose's shelf is so big? A teenager exclaimed indignantly, "Why can't you go in at the age of fourteen?" ”

A middle-aged scribe in the crowd spoke: "You don't know this little brother, Boss Rose has set a rule of seven no-entry, saying that it is not an adult under fifteen, and it is not allowed to enter if it is above fifteen. ”

The young man said angrily: "Then, what are the rules for the remaining six?" ”

The scribe smiled: "The boss of the rose is peerless, and his appearance is obscene and untidy, which naturally damages his eyes, and he is not allowed to enter; It has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes and is not allowed to enter; Concubinage...... This, Boss Rose said that if you can't enter, you can't enter, there is no reason at all. ”

The young man hurriedly replied: "What about before and after the time?" ”

The scribe tapped the folding fan in his hand and tapped it lightly on his palm: "Before the time, the boss of the rose has not gotten up to freshen up and eat, so it is naturally inconvenient to disturb; After the time of the application, the boss of the rose wanted to taste tea, and it was inconvenient to entertain the guests, so he was not allowed to enter. ”

The young man laughed sharply: "Okay, good, even if the first six are reasonable, what is the seventh?" Could it be that our gang waited for a long time, and the girl said that she was in a bad mood, and if she didn't want to see it, she wouldn't see it? ”

The door creaked open, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl crossed her waist and said with a grin: "Yes, the children can be taught." ”

The middle-aged scribe hurriedly stepped forward and waved his hand: "Presumably this is the little girl from Rose Dock, I wonder if Boss Rose is in a good mood today?" ”

The little girl's face was round, and she smiled with two dimples: "Okay, why is it bad?" Yesterday, there was a wind and rain, and the begonia flowers in the yard had not yet fallen, and my girl was happy. This must be the Liuyun Swordsman Fang Wuyan, right? Mr. Fang has been waiting for half a month, so he must be in a hurry. ”

As soon as the little girl said a word, many Jianghu guests behind Fang Wuya shouted-"I've been waiting for months, why don't you ask me?" "I'm dying, and my life is at stake." A few of them, who were not in a hurry or impatient, also frowned in the crowd.

Fang Wuya was overjoyed: "So the girl is willing to see me?" ”

The little girl pouted: "Point with your hand to the stone tablet at the door - can't you see?" ”

Fang Wuya's face suddenly couldn't hold back: "The rules of the seven non-entry, Fang Mou understands it very well, but he doesn't know which one of them he has violated?" ”

The little girl scoffed: "I committed the first one at the beginning, do you dare to ask?" ”

Fang Wuya forced himself to suppress his anger: "This is strange, Fang asked himself Although he is not the reincarnation of Pan An, his appearance is also dignified, even if Boss Rose looks down on him, he doesn't have to use this as a shield, right?" ”

The little girl grinned and said, "Mr. Fang, no, no, what my girl said is that those who are obscene are not allowed to enter, but those who are not ugly are not allowed to enter-"

As soon as the words came out, everyone laughed, Fang Wuya couldn't hold back anymore, stomped his feet, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait! Do you want to leave after your identity is broken? The little girl's face sank: "The old rules do things, whoever killed the surname Fang, come in to see my girl." ”

Liuyun swordsman Fang Wuyan, in the Jiangnan martial arts is really extraordinary, in the past, one person single-handedly picked the Yellow Mountain, the two major sword factions, and became famous all over the world overnight - how could he have suffered such a wretchedness? sneered: "If you have the guts, just come up!" ”

Everyone present looked at each other, and they were also weighing in their hearts, there are not a few people who have lost their names in the rivers and lakes, Fang Wuya has been extinct in the rivers and lakes for nearly ten years, and his swordsmanship is naturally improving, and who asks himself if he must be able to beat him? Even if he is better than him, it is really not a glorious thing to kill people in front of everyone in exchange for a chance to enter the door.

"Wait!" The young man who rushed to ask questions just now saw that Fang Wuya was about to go away, and suddenly shouted-I didn't see how this young man moved, but his long legs flashed in front of Fang Wuya, and many people immediately exclaimed.

Fang Wuya sneered: "Boy, you just said that you are not yet fifteen years old?" ”

The young man nodded, the fluff at the corners of his lips was still faint yellow, obviously a fledgling and had not fought a few tough battles.

Fang Wuya couldn't bear it, "Anyway, it's only fifteen, and if you're dead, you're not an adult, Fang Mou has fulfilled your kid today!" ”

With that, his right hand shook, the folding fan unfolded, and nine short swords glowing with blue light were printed into the number of nine palaces, and the young man was tightly covered from head to toe. Behind the young man is the wall, there is no way to avoid it, and it is too late for a few people to come to the rescue.

It's just that the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the Cloud Stopping Swordsman Fang Wuya had slowly fallen to the ground, and nine swords fell from mid-air—there was a footprint on his chest, and the young man was still standing there with a simple and shy look on his face, but even the dust on his boots did not fall.

Such a fast leg technique, such a ruthless leg technique, where does it look like a fourteen-year-old boy performing?

The teenager hurriedly ran to a middle-aged woman: "Auntie, I won." ”

The round-faced girl smiled slightly: "Since this son killed the surname Fang, this old man, please come in." ”

As he spoke, the boy and the middle-aged woman supported a man covered in a blanket and followed the round-faced girl into the rose dock.

Walking into the living room, the middle-aged woman coaxed: "Good daughter, let Boss Rose show you, she can save you." As he spoke, he finally tore off the sheet that was covering the man.

The man turned out to be an old lady, her face was covered with layers of wrinkles, and her long hair was covered with layers of hoarfrost. His eyes were red and swollen, his nose was runny, and he looked around in horror. Waving his arms crawling with earthworm-like veins, his mouth let out a hoarse scream.

"Boss Rose...... middle-aged woman hugged the old lady and cried sadly, "Please save my daughter...... It became like this overnight...... She was only twenty years old...... The doctor said she had some kind of skin laxity...... Can the skin be loose and the hair be white......"

Hearing this, Rose's heart chuckled......

Canghai, who was in the rose dock, stepped forward, reached out and pressed the top of the old lady's head, and whispered two sentences. The old lady immediately lowered her head and hung on the arms of the middle-aged woman and the girl, and there was no movement at all, as if she was dead.

The two of them hurriedly helped her to the chair.

"Auntie, don't worry, tell our boss what happened." Xiao Qian said on the side.

Rose couldn't help but glance at Canghai, who motioned for the middle-aged woman to tell about her daughter's condition.

With Rose's approval, the middle-aged woman sobbed and said, "...... My daughter was fine the morning of her accident. She went out to see her boyfriend, came back in the afternoon and slept with her head covered, and woke up like this. Everything eaten and used have been checked, and it is not toxic......"

Canghai interrupted her: "Where does her boyfriend live?" ”

"Her boyfriend is new, he doesn't have a deep relationship, and he hasn't come to see her once."

"Where does he live?" Canghai asked again.

The middle-aged woman was stunned, seemed to understand something, and hurriedly went to her daughter's friend to ask.

The boy also understood something, and hurriedly asked, "Sir, this is related to my cousin's boyfriend?" ”

Canghai didn't answer or deny it, but his eyes became deeper and deeper.

In the next few days, several girls in the market turned into old women in an instant......

The government reminds citizens not to panic......

It's no wonder that there are many types of skin laxity, and it can be caused by a variety of different causes. This situation of getting old overnight, now there are six cases in a city in a month, and the patients are all young women, such a number has to be a cause for concern. For a while, everyone was in a mess.

Feeling uncomfortable hearing the news of "sagging skin", Rose decided to go out for a walk.

Just slipped half a street, Rose suddenly noticed that there was a crowd gathering in front of her, and she hurried over.

Rose squeezed out of the crowd at once.

Raising her head, she saw a **** woman not far away, with a triangular peace charm hanging around her neck. He sat on the ground with his back to the glass window, his hands clutching a dagger. His eyes rolled, and his body looked as if he had just been fished out of the bathhouse, emitting snow-white smoke, and his whole body was constantly twitching.

Slowly, under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, her skin gradually wrinkled like walnuts, and her jet-black hair slowly faded to white.

Just when everyone was stunned, she suddenly screamed hoarsely: "Poppy! Poppies! ”

The voice was as old as her appearance at the moment.

In the afternoon, the two catchers suddenly came to the Rose Dock to investigate a case.

The two did not specify what the case was, but took out a triangle for Rose to identify. It is said to have been found on the body of one of the victims, with the mark of Rosettewood.

That amulet is very familiar, it was made in the sea, and it was sold in the rose dock.

Because it is not the main product in the store, it is not very expensive, and there is no special record.

After asking about the charm, he quickly took out a few more avatars for Rose to identify. It's all male, and they're all pretty handsome, but she doesn't remember any of them.

In the end, the two asked Rose if she had any impression of the word "poppy".

What case are they investigating, in fact, Rose has already guessed everything. With so many people getting old strangely, the official must find out, but they can't be too loud and cause panic.

"Old petrified, you can be disrupted by your talisman hypnotism, and the Tao is not deep. I wanted to find him, eat him. As he spoke, Feng Jiu smacked his lips, and his eyes unconsciously turned back to red.

Canghai sat by the window and replied lightly: "The demons in this city, unless they break into here, we must not dispose of them at will." Glancing at Rose, those purple eyes looked a little strangely bright, "Whoever wants to help you, don't say yes easily." ”

Stunned by his inexplicable words, Rose nodded: "Oh. ”

In the afternoon, time flows quietly.

Suddenly, the copper bell at the door of the store jingled, Xiaoqian and the others went out to buy something, and Rose hurriedly walked out of the living room and shouted with a smile: "Welcome." ”

It was a girl who came, dressed in a black robe, with her hair coiled high and a black glass scarf on her head, standing quietly in the doorway with her head slightly bowed.

Her face looked blurry because of the cover on her head, and only the bright red lips were dazzling. I don't know why, the sky suddenly got colder, and Rose got goosebumps.

"What would you like to ask for?" Fighting a cold war, Rose asked with a smile.

She lifted the corners of her skirt and walked over lightly. Walked to the counter, looked down at the rose bracelet inside, and said nothing.

In order to break the deadlock, Rose hurriedly recommended: "This pink peach blossom luck is super accurate." Squeezed his eyebrows twice, "The beauty is so beautiful, I'll give you an eighty-eight percent discount." ”

She suddenly raised her head, glanced at Rose, and quickly lowered her head: "Boss, stop him from ......"

"What?"

Raise your hand and place a page on the counter: "Stop him." ”

"Stop whom?"

While Rose was trying to communicate with the girl and try to find out what she meant, a gust of wind suddenly blew open the living room door and blew it on Rose's face.

When he took down the piece of paper, he saw Feng Jiu standing in front of the counter with his head down, eating apples with all his attention.

The girl in the black robe was gone.

"Feng Jiu, what about people?"

"Uh......" Feng Jiu hiccuped lightly and replied without raising his head, "Let's go." ”

The brass bell on the door shook slightly, making a crisp sound.

It took less than two seconds for the girl to leave?

It's too fast, isn't it......

When I looked down at the piece of paper, I was stunned again.

The paper left by the girl was illustrated in black and white. In the illustration, a poppy flower blooms delicately. Underneath the illustration is also inscribed: "The poppy is beautiful, and its beauty lies in its pride in the land it holds." The poppy is very colorful, because it is the blood condensation, a kind of rebirth after death. I wonder if all the beautiful things in the world come from the pain of the bones? Have they all been baptized in blood? Have they all experienced the nirvana of life? ”

At this time, Feng Jiu saw the illustration in Rose's hand, his voice paused, and his gaze became a little strange, "That girl brought it?" ”

Rose was stunned: "Yes, she just left, do you know her?" Yes, youkai? ”

Withdrawing the paper from Rose's hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she chuckled: "Stupid to the extreme, no wonder men don't love it." As he spoke, a purple flame spread from his fingertips, engulfing the illustration in an instant. Bounced off the ashes in his hand, he turned and left.

The cunning gray wolf spirit came to the rose dock once, but he didn't choke on the roses, didn't say bad things about the sea, and didn't go to the store to mess around......

"Feng Jiu, why are you here?" Rose asked.

He waved his hand without looking back: "I exercise after dinner...... Chase the Death Monster and Play ......"

Looking at his back, Rose felt inexplicable.

Youth is a woman's most valuable asset, and seeing the girl's youth taken away by something, Rose was very uncomfortable and scared. His chest was stuffy and congested, and he felt nauseous. It was so uncomfortable that she went out to breathe.

As soon as I went out, I hadn't walked a few steps, and suddenly, there was a tinkling sound not far away, exactly the same as the brass bell on the door of the rose dock.

Rose subconsciously turned her head to see that there was a small lattice glass door on the side of the road, and a wooden sign hung above the door: Flowers.

It turned out to be the Flower Gallery.

Xiao Tian told Rose that the Blossom Gallery is the most famous gallery in the city, with a large collection of works by famous artists. Because the owner of the gallery is very appreciative and business-minded, Fanhua's paintings are rarely welcomed by both the academic school and the market.

Gradually, whether or not the works are favored by the flowers has become a benchmark to measure the level of local painters. Most of the unknown little painters have sharpened their heads and want Fanhua to sell their paintings.

Xiao Tian said that he once spent a year creating a painting of "Love for a Life" with excellent quality and technique, and hoped that Fanhua could help him sell it.

The gallery owner said that no one wanted to buy a painting by an unknown artist, but in order to encourage Xiao Tian, the owner paid 400 yuan to buy the private collection of "Love for a Life".

Xiao Tian said that although 400 yuan is a small amount, the agent of Fanhua Gallery must not be able to exchange any amount of money for "Love for a Life".

Rose pushes open the glass door and enters, passing through a beige corridor to the gallery. Upstairs and downstairs, in the pure white space of more than 200 square meters, there are hundreds of paintings. Chinese painting, oil painting, fine brush painting and watercolor painting are available.

After a hurried glance, the rose's nose was sour.

In one corner of the gallery hangs a familiar oil painting, with the rippling waters of the lake under a pale blue sky. Two young men, a man and a woman, stood by the yellow and green weeping willows by the lake, gently embracing and kissing each other. Xiao Tian said that the inspiration for this painting was born when she and Xiao Tian first met.

Holding back tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, he bent down to look at the price under the frame through his misty eyes. As a result, I was taken aback by the price. There is a string of numbers on the price tag in black and white: 340000.

Rose counted carefully, yes, four after four, three hundred and forty thousand.

Still not convinced, Rose leaned closer to the lower right corner of the painting, on which a few weeds formed the pattern of "Heavenly Rose".

Rose finally couldn't help it, and cried bitterly with her hands against the wall.

It's really Xiao Tian's "Love for a Life", he said that all great painters have their own unique signatures, and his unique signatures are roses and his initials.

……

A low and soft voice came from his ear: "Miss, tears will hurt these precious paintings. If you love them, don't cry here, okay? ”

Rose turned her head to look at a pair of strange eyes. The right eye is pale amber gold, and the left eye is emerald green.

Handing over a lavender-scented handkerchief, the man smiled softly, as gentle as a ball of spring sunshine: "My name is Bai Lang, and I am the owner of the flowers." ”

He asked his assistant to bring the weeping roses to wash. After washing, Rose said that she wanted to talk to Bai Lang about "Love for a Life", and the assistant led Rose to the reception room with Chinese-style decoration at the back of the gallery.

Bai Lang was arranging something to his subordinates, and after listening to the assistant's words, he smiled and made a gesture of invitation to me, and said, "Dear Miss, I am flattered, because our gallery's "Love for a Life" can move you like this. "His voice is very good," it is the work of the famous young painter Xiao Tian, who died young, and his works are rarely circulated. I promise, this will be your most unique collection. ”

Rose didn't sit down: "Mr. Bai Lang, Xiao Tian is my good friend." ”

Hearing this, Bai Lang frowned slightly: "Really?" I regret that he was a brilliant painter. ”

Summoning up her courage, Rose continued: "I just want to ask Mr., when Xiao Tian sold "Love for a Life" to Mr., Mr. bid 400 yuan, why is it selling for 340,000 yuan now? ”

Obviously, Bai Lang deceived Xiao Tianbei into selling his paintings.

Bai Lang smiled slightly: "Miss, this is business." His own paintings sold for 340,000 yuan, and I think Xiao Tian will be very happy. ”

Rose clenched her fists and wanted to say something.

A woman came from the side door and smiled gently: "Bai Lang, Miss Shu has arrived." ”

Rose looked at the sound and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

People will always be interested in beautiful people, whether they are men or women. It doesn't matter if it's out of jealousy or envy.

The woman's face was like a disc, and her skin was like congealed fat, bright and moving. Wearing a white gauze skirt, the skirt is embroidered with a lifelike red plum, outlining graceful curves. Holding a small sandalwood fan with a closed handle, it fell generously. Standing next to the antique peony screen, it has almost condensed nearly a hundred years of time, like a fairy coming down from the sky.

Bai Lang said to Rose: "Miss, I'm sorry, I want to meet an important customer, and I'll talk next time I'm free." Jiang Tao, send the young lady out. After saying that, he walked to the beautiful woman, and the two entered the side door together.

Seeing that the other party had given an eviction order, Rose had to go out angrily.

"Miss, I'll send you." Behind the screen, suddenly a man appeared, very young, with crooked eyes and a smile, wearing a black robe.

"Thank you." Rose thanked him and went out with him.

Walking outside the reception room, the man smiled and said, "It was such a coincidence that I heard you talk to Bai Lang about Xiao Tian just now." I am Xiao Tian's senior brother, and my name is Jiang Tao. ”

Hearing him say this, Rose hurriedly said, "Hello, my name is Rose." ”

Jiang Tao said that he was one year higher than Xiao Tian, and he has been helping in Fanhua since graduation. He was also there when Xiao Tianlai came to sell paintings, because "Love for a Life" was a first-class painting, so he remembered it vividly.

"Xiao Tian is a genius, his paintings have an aura, and the composition and technique of 'Love for a Life' far surpass those of us brothers and many other paintings in the gallery." When he walked out, Jiang Tao said.

Rose gritted her teeth: "So, Bai Lang really deceived Xiao Tian?" ”

"No, at that time, Xiao Tian's paintings were really worthless."

"Why?" Rose was puzzled.

Jiang Tao smiled bitterly: "He died in despair before his death, and his paintings sold for 10,000 gold after his death." Xiao Tian is alive, he is a young painter who is not famous, and he can paint a lot of paintings, and his paintings are only worth 400 yuan. When he died, he was a fallen star. Talented, died young, and there are only a limited number of paintings, which are rare and expensive, and naturally rise to 340,000. If someone is on the show, the price will continue to rise. ”

Rose was silent.

Jiang Tao frowned slightly and continued: "However, the painting of Fanhua will be hung for a maximum of three years, and the price will never be reduced. "Love for a Life" will be hung for three years in a month, and if it can't be sold, Bai Lang will ruin it for the sake of the gallery's reputation. ”

"Huh?" Rose was taken aback and trembled with anger, "How can this be?!" ”

"Bai Lang never looks away, if it is known that the painting he likes has not been sold for three years, how will he do business in the future?"

Profiteers, profiteers! If you can't sell it, you will destroy it!

After settling down, Rose pondered for a moment and begged Jiang Tao: "You are Xiao Tian's senior brother, and I will also call you Senior Brother Jiang." Senior brother, I'm going to raise money, and before I raise money, please protect "Love for Life". ”

Jiang Tao said with a smile: "Okay, I will find a way, I will definitely find a way to help you keep this painting." ”

Seeing that he promised so happily, Rose was stunned: "Senior brother...... Do you believe me? ”

Jiang Tao grinned: "Xiao Tian calls me big brother, and I don't want his works to be ruined." ”

In the dark, I entered the flowers, saw "Love for a Life" in the dark, and met Jiang Tao in the dark. It must be Xiao Tian who is guiding Rose and asking her to protect his "Love for a Life".

Rose felt her nose sour. (To be continued.) )