Duan Xin's eyes were full of surprise and pain, and he shook his head and muttered: "Impossible, I drank with An Langzhong in this wine shop the day before yesterday, he, how could he kill someone?" ”

Ou Zhengxue sighed and said: "I have verified all the details of all the places and hours that An Rujue visited before yesterday, and I had an informant who happened to go behind the wine shop at that time, and it was convenient to hide in the grass."

I once saw An Rujue just after the time, and jumped out of the window of this wine shop. See it clearly. He was so smart that he even thought of an alibi, but Skynet is magnificent, and as long as it is a crime, there will always be flaws. ”

"Informant?" Zhen Zhutou and Duan Xin didn't know why.

Ou Zhengxue was a little embarrassed and said: "It's the meaning of eyeliner." ”

Duan Xin still couldn't believe it, he looked at An Rujue with a sluggish expression, how could he not imagine that this person who was still talking and laughing with him the day before yesterday and drinking was a murderer. And it was after drinking with himself that he went to kill someone.

Lu Chuyi squinted his eyes slightly, his slender fingers touched his chin, and the expression on his face was a little elusive.

Seeing that several people were leaving, he suddenly said coldly: "Ou Niangzi, there is a sentence below, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

Ou Zhengxue walked and said casually: "Since you don't know whether to talk about it, don't talk about it." ”

Lu Chu's face turned pale with anger, and he snorted coldly. He opened his mouth and didn't say anything more.

When Duan Xin heard this conversation, he whispered to Lu Chuyi: "How about it, Lord Lu rarely can't eat in front of a woman like this, right?" ”

Lu Chuyi looked at Ou Zhengxue and ordered coldly: "Go back and practice the piano for an hour." ”

Ou Zhengxue was shocked, her face also fell, and she thought: It's bad, I'm afraid that this time I will be punished to ten points of blood......

How did I forget that he was still teaching the piano just now, and offended him, and now he is really going to be communized for personal revenge.

Duan Xin looked at Lu Chuyi's arctic ice-like expression, and said faintly: "Oh, is it possible that some people will overwhelm people with grades." Communiqué personal vendetta? ”

Lu Chuyi didn't even look at him, and said coldly to Ou Zhengxue in front of him: "Two hours." ”

Ou Zhengxue's face was full of black lines, and she hurriedly ran close to Xianyin Pavilion, lest she stay for a while. Also to be overtime by the Demon Coach.

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Datang, Chang'an, the Ministry of Works, Guan Jinxi, the mansion.

The white silk was pulled up, and the white candle was lit.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Guan was sad and sad. Supporting the coffin and weeping bitterly.

Crying and crying, suddenly, Mrs. Guan felt a pair of cold hands touch the back of her hand.

Mrs. Guan stopped her tears and looked in surprise, only to see that her daughter Guan Xiangyi, who died suddenly yesterday and was now wearing a funeral suit, slowly opened her eyes and looked at her in confusion.

Mrs. Guan was startled and almost fell, she steadied herself and said in a trembling voice: "Xiangyi?!" ”

Guan Xiangyi sat up slowly. There was a scream in the mourning hall, and the maids and women present were frightened and collapsed to the ground.

Guan Xiangyi looked at Mrs. Guan, and then looked around, she frowned, and wondered: "This, where is this?" What about my family? ”

Mrs. Guan touched Guan Xiangyi's hand again, and at this time her hand was already a little warm, not as cold as just now.

Mrs. Guan was a little excited, held Guan Xiangyi's hand and cried, "Xiangyi." Xiangyi, my daughter, you are not dead! You're alive! I'm scared to death! What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and help the young lady out and tear down this mourning hall! Xiangyi is not dead. Go and call the master. ”

In the afternoon, Guan Xiangyi slowly got better, no different from weekdays. The only difference is that this Guan Xiangyi is always thinking about going home.

Guan Shilang and his wife are very puzzled, Guan Xiangyi is the only daughter of the two, and she is eighteen this year. Never left home. Why didn't you recognize your home when you woke up this time?

Guan Xiangyi cried and cried: "The little slave lives in Zhuque Fang in the west of the city, and the name of the head of the house is Wu Changqing, and he treats the little slave kindly on weekdays, but the little slave has no stomach and has not moved for three years, so he can't help but be a little anxious." The morning before yesterday, the little slave took the water to ask for a child, and was going to go to the vegetable market for a walk, as soon as he went out, he felt that it was dark in front of him, and he didn't know anything, and he woke up and found that he was lying here. ”

Guan Shilang and his wife were shocked, wondering how their daughter could become someone else overnight, or if she had some emergency mental disorder?

Why did she cry bitterly several times, begging them to let him go back, and what she said about the Wu family was extremely detailed, not like a fake.

So I couldn't help but be curious, and sent a subordinate to inquire about the west of the city. When the next person came back, he was so frightened that his soul did not possess his body, and said that what the young lady said was the same, and sure enough, the Wu family in the west of the city died of illness in the early morning before yesterday, and the family was doing a funeral at this time.

The husband and wife looked at the specious daughter in front of them, and their hearts were cold, and the two came out of the room, with a chill down their spines.

The waiter looked anxious and said in horror: "Is it really a ...... to borrow a corpse to resurrect the soul?!" ”

Madame took his hand and said in a trembling voice, "It seems that we can only ......"

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Today's weather is very refreshing, at this time the sun is beautiful, the breeze is caressing, Ou Zhengxue's Jiaxin Building came from the sound of the piano.

Qing'er didn't dare to run in at this time to disturb Ou Niangzi's practice, so she only listened outside the window, and her heart trembled.

"The index finger and thumb ring are 'dragon's eyes', right."

"Where's the 'phoenix eye'?"

"Pick it diagonally downwards - pick it with the seventh string, press it on the sixth string......"

"Replay."

"Again."

"Good, replay."

Very good and replayed! Qing'er couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this, and secretly complained outside the window.

At this moment, a man in a blue robe walked upstairs.

He glanced at Xiao Qing'er in front of the window, and said busily: "Excuse me, Qin Tianjian Young Master Lu Chuyi is in Jiaxin Building at the moment?" ”

Qing'er looked at him, and saw that this man was tall, thin, with a black and red face, thin and small eyes, white lips, and an anxious face.

Qing'er blessed her body and said, "Who is this Langjun?" ”

The man glanced at Qing'er, and said impatiently: "I am the housekeeper Liu of the Ministry of Works' waiter's family, I heard that Lord Lu is here, please report it, and say that Lord Shilang has something urgent to find him." ”

When Qing'er heard this, she knew that the matter was urgent, so she hurriedly knocked on the door and told Lu Chuyi.

Lu Chuyi got up and responded, "Let him wait a while." ”

Turning his head to Ou Zhengxue, he said coldly: "Don't slack off." Then he walked out of the door and followed Steward Liu.

Qing'er saw that Lu Chuyi was gone, so she poured a bowl of tea for Ou Zhengxue, brought it over, and muttered: "This Lord Lu is so scary, although he looks personable, who knows that this person is like a demon, he is simply a piano idiot!" Heavy replay, 800 times is really unbearable. It's really hurt Ou Niangzi these days, look at that, your hands must be very painful. ”

When Ou Zhengxue heard her say this, she was looking at her hands, and her fingertips were indeed red and a little swollen. It really hurts.

She smiled: "My little Qing'er just feels sorry for me, but when Master Lu leaves, let me not slack off, I still finish practicing these tunes, and it's not too late to drink tea." ”

Qing'er shook her head like an old man, poured herself a bowl of tea, and sat aside to drink it.

The piano score left by Lu Chuyi, Ou Zhengxue had just finished playing halfway through when he heard a slight footstep on the stairs.

The voice......

(There are two more chapters to follow...... Update before 12 o'clock) (To be continued.) )