When a person has someone else's blood on his hands, that person is no longer human.

I don't remember where I heard this sentence, but for some reason it suddenly appeared in my mind.

Chonghua looked at Luo Chen in a daze, holding the pill in his hand.

Luo Chen furrowed his eyebrows tightly, and looked at Chonghua with a slight look in his eyes: "Do you really plan to do this?" ”

For a moment, Chonghua's mind went blank.

She...... What is it to do?

On the side of the screen, Ying Long got up and poured himself a cup of coffee. Zuo Jichuan was a little curious, lying on the sofa and looking at Ying Long, his whole body was calm.

"Are you really not worried that Chonghua has lost his heart?" You must know that once a person can easily control the life and death of other people, he will definitely change.

During the Warring States period, it was just to survive at first. In order not to die in the hands of others, Zuo Jichuan killed for the first time in his life. By pure shit luck, the man's foot slipped in a pool of blood and hit the sword he had just raised.

An eight-year-old child, even if he learns how to kill from an early age, will not be an opponent of an adult.

Zuo Jichuan was so frightened by the cruelty in the man's eyes that he couldn't move. It was as if in the man's eyes, he was nothing more than food in a pot.

When he fled, he groped for the sword of the corpse next to him, and almost used up the luck of his whole life to escape. survived.

Chonghua is different, from the time she arrives in the dream, no matter what happens, she doesn't need to kill people by herself.

Except for the mistake in the Three Princes' Mansion, Chonghua sincerely hoped that only Zhou Wenyuan would die.

But now that Zhou Wenyuan is dead, Chonghua has become the emperor of Lanling. Luo Chen was right next to her. She supposedly didn't have any people or things to be afraid of.

But she had the idea of wanting someone else to die.

The subtle changes, in a subtle and imperceptible way, gradually began.

Chonghua looked at Luo Chen in a daze: "How to do it?" Assassinate Duan Yu? ”

Luo Chen wrinkled his eyebrows and pondered for a while before he said lightly, "Are you afraid of Duan Yu?" ”

Chonghua was stunned for a moment and shook his head. It's troublesome, but it's not scary. Although Duan Yu was crossed over by modern people, this practice will be overturned by the people below sooner or later. An emperor who loves war and invades other countries everywhere will not survive for long.

Either a peasant uprising or a joint foreign repression. There is nothing to be afraid of.

"So, why do you want him dead?" Luo Chen's cold tone made Chonghua feel cold.

When the two armies are in a big battle, the main general can disintegrate the other side when he dies. The so-called thief captures the king first. Isn't that a well-known thing?

The Lord will be dead......

Chonghua was startled. Once upon a time, she began to think like an ancient person.

If it's modern. If in modern times...... Even if it's troublesome. I don't want to let a person die easily.

That's a very heavy burden of sin.

But now, taking people's lives has become an understatement in her mouth.

Has she changed?

Sitting on the carpet with cold hands and feet, Chonghua's eyes widened. The wax pill in his hand is like a hot iron pill. Her eyes hurt from the sting.

Ying Long smiled and took a sip of coffee: "No way." After all, it can't be worth the bloodline. ”

Zuo Jichuan sighed. Turned his head to look at Chonghua with tears streaming down his face on the screen. What is the bloodline of the heavy family?

When Ying Long came to the organization, almost no one knows. It was as if he had been there since the beginning, but also as if he had only appeared occasionally.

No one questioned Ying Long, and no one ever found fault with Ying Long. Because no one dared to look him in the eye.

Ying Long's eyes are unusually clean. That kind of cleanliness is a clean that has nothing at all. The black is bottomless. There is not a glimmer of light. Clean, none.

But he's still smiling, always smiling.

Zuo Jichuan scratched his hair: "Your family won't be killers for generations, right?" ”

It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, so whose children will make holes. There is such a thing as bloodline, hereditary nature cannot be avoided. Unless you're not born to your parents. Even if it is raised by others, the temperament in the blood will still carry it for a lifetime.

Ying Long lowered his head and smiled: "I don't know much about this." All I know is that the people of our family ...... It's all like that. ”

Chonghua slept restlessly all night, and anyone who discovered his dark side would be unacceptable.

In modern times, even pranks have never been played, but now they are easily burdened with the sin of murder. I really can't accept it.

Luo Chen had a meeting with Nobunaga, and the two of them took over the issue of how to deal with Duan Yu. After all, men are better at this. It is steamed or boiled. There is no need for Chonghua to worry about it.

Zuo Jichuan stretched: "It's a pity that the timeline doesn't match, otherwise we can really go over and get involved." ”

Ying Long leaned on the sofa and looked at Zuo Jichuan with a smile: "I can't see that you are so belligerent." ”

Zuo Jichuan glanced at him: "I can't say that I'm belligerent, I can only say that I'm more experienced." ”

The experience of war is learned through blood and tears. It's something that I can't forget for the rest of my life, and even if I closed my eyes and slept during the time I just came back, Zuo Jichuan could feel that someone around him had picked up a knife.

That feeling is pretty bad. What's even more depressing is that he can't show the slightest problem, after all, he can't worry his family.

"Brother Long, young master, my brother and they have arrived in the city. You'll be home in a moment. Qinglin came in with a big bowl of ice cream.

Zuo Jichuan's eyes darkened: "Okay, it's time to unlock the secret." ”

Qinglin muttered with a spoon in his mouth, "Is that notebook really a record of the secrets of the Smith family?" ”

Zuo Jichuan moved his fingers: "Even if it is written in Martian, I will decipher it." ”

In the evening, Qinglong and the others finally returned to the old mansion with confidential notes.

Zuo Jichuan and all the staff stood at the door to line up to welcome.

When I saw it from afar, the white tiger was covered with goosebumps.

"You guys have a good relationship." Alexander said with a smile.

Qinglong twisted his eyebrows, according to what he knew about Zuo Jichuan. Lining up at the door to welcome is definitely not a good rhythm.

Sure enough, as soon as he got out of the car, Zuo Jichuan ran over at a trot, his eyes bright and his hands spread.

Blue Dragon: ......

The notebook looks old, but it's not too old. It is a common version abroad. Leather cover with rope entwined. A type of travel notebook.

Zuo Jichuan swallowed, carefully untied the rope and opened it.

The paper inside was scattered on the table.

Zuo Jichuan was silent, and turned around and grabbed the neck of the white tiger: "What are you doing!" It's all broken!! ”

White tiger:...... Is it pinching me for hair!!!

Ying Long pushed his glasses and lowered his head to look at the papers carefully.

"Oh. These are the notes. Scattered on it was white paper. Painted. ”

Everyone looked over together, only to find that there were some scattered drawing papers in the middle of the notebook.

White Tiger: Woo woo, why is it always me who gets hurt?

Because of the long journey. Qinglong and Baihu were sent to sleep and rest by Zuo Jichuan after eating. It's just a book.。 There are him and Ying Long. Enough is enough.

Qinglin planned to provide technical support, but was sent by Ying Long to stare at the display screen with insufficient relevant expertise.

Qinglin, biting a small handkerchief, expressed great resentment.

A thick notebook is divided into a text section and a picture section.

Most of the parts of the picture are plains, hills. Sketches of rivers and the like. It can be seen that the skills of the painter are quite good. A few brushstrokes can depict the charm of things.

Among the more than 20 pictures, one or two with a back image appear sporadically.

The back looks like a woman, slender and tall. He has long jet-black hair and a beautiful neck.

The clothes he wore were vaguely drawn, and he could barely tell that he was riding a horse outfit and small boots.

Leading a horse, galloping across a meadow full of flowers.

"It's quite interesting." Ying Long smiled.

Zuo Jichuan is translating the part of the text. Most of them are written in English, with some French and Italian interspersed. Occasionally, there are also appearances of Spanish in the corner. For a while, I couldn't figure out which Chinese person wrote it. But reading between the lines, you can see that this person is full of knowledge.

Not only does he have a unique view of the things in front of him, but he also has very delicate emotions.

There are many essays and poems in between, sometimes describing a flower, sometimes describing a cloud.

"I can't see it, this man ...... Quite a sense of purpose. Zuo Jichuan took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

Your sister, I'm afraid he won't be able to translate the whole book, and when he was studying, he hated reading Shakespeare's poetry books the most.

Ying Long took the notebook with a smile and looked down at it.

"In the starry sky, a flash of light streaked by. It was like a stardust piercing into my heart, unable to pull it out, unwilling to pull it out. Ying Long read softly.

Zuo Jichuan screamed and rolled onto the sofa: "The text is not right, the hypocrisy is dead!! ”

It takes so much romance to fall in love, can it be eaten? Say whatever you want! In the new era of the 21st century, people who are secretive will think that you are psychologically ill!!

Ying Long glanced at Zuo Jichuan silently, not to mention that people like Zuo Jichuan who mixed up in the Warring States couldn't bear it, and he, a materialist scientist, couldn't bear it.

Is it true that the liberal arts and sciences cannot understand each other?

"The starry sky in the dark night, the golden stars are shining, like a ray of sunshine, and my heart is throbbing." Ying Long snorted twice, and felt that the hairs all over his body were dancing with chickens......

"Who wrote the poems? It's beautiful. I don't know if I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet or got up in the middle of the night to find water to drink, and I accidentally passed by the small living room.

Ying Long and Zuo Jichuan looked at her in unison. It made Liuli startled.

"Are you busy? Excuse me. The eyes of these two people were like steel thorns, and Liuli ran away decisively.

"Beauty? How could I not realize it? Zuo Jichuan tilted his head and leaned back on the sofa.

Ying Long pinched his chin and squinted at these lines of poetry.

"Golden stars...... It should be Venus, right? Venus. But how can it be like a ray of sunshine? ”

If the words don't reach the meaning, they can already be regarded as praising him. This kind of thing is placed in the domestic college entrance examination, which is really a line of heaven and a line of hell. Either a full-score essay or a zero-score essay. It all depends on what the teacher sentences.

"You're not sleeping yet, are you?" Bai Ze, who came out in the middle of the night to find food, came in.

Zuo Jichuan drooped on the sofa: "I'm still sleeping, I'm about to make this notebook sick to death." ”

Bai Ze came over with a glass of honey milk: "Just now Liuli ran away like a frightened rabbit, what stimulated her?" ”

Ying Long laughed twice and handed the notebook to Bai Ze to see.

Bai Ze read while drinking milk: "The writing is good." I don't even know what he's talking about. ”

Isn't that something that humans can't read? Zuo Jichuan rolled around on the sofa holding the cushion. The Smith family, do you know that your ancestors are so literary and artistic?

"I don't know what you think, though. In the past, when I saw the words golden stars, I would think of Venus. But ever since I went to Chonghua's dream, when I think of the golden stars, I think of Luo Chen's eyes. Of course, he's red now. Bai Ze said with a smile: "When it was still golden before, it was really shining like stars. ”

Luo Chen's eyes were cold, but no matter anyone saw them, they would feel that his eyes were exceptionally bright.

Zuo Jichuan and Ying Long glanced at each other, this coincidence ...... That's, isn't it?

"Oh, it's this picture again." Bai Ze squatted on the ground and picked up a picture that was scattered on the ground at an unknown time.

Although there is only half a face, although it is a little blurry, the golden eyes are different from other sketches, and they are painted with color.

Zuo Jichuan silently took the picture: "What should I do, I have a very bad rush......"

Ying Long also wrinkled his eyebrows: "Hindering others from falling in love will be kicked to death by horses, right?" ”

Zuo Jichuan glanced at him: "Is this the point?!" ”

These golden eyes are obviously the only people of the Qiu family who will have them. I've heard Qiu Zeyuan say before that only the men of the Qiu family have eyes of this color. She is an outlier, the only outlier.

Anyone would think that the owner of these eyes should be a man, but the willow-like eyebrows and moist red lips are lightly touched. If it's a man, there's a ghost!!

Holding his forehead speechlessly, Zuo Jichuan had the idea for the first time that he should not have been involved in the first place.

I thought that behind the secret would be shocking. If it was really a Qiong Yao drama that was born of love and hatred or was full of misunderstandings, he would rather not watch it.

"I'm not sure that these pictures and poems are from the hands of the ancestors of the Smith family. It's also possible that they took it. Ying Long comforted Zuo Jichuan without convincing.

Zuo Jichuan raised his head, yes, he forgot that there was a side branch route. Perhaps this notebook was written by someone who had been to the dream realm, but it was taken away by the Smith family.

This is also highly likely.

"Attention, everyone, there are visitors to the house. Teng Snake went to greet him. Xuanwu, who had been on guard, shouted over the intercom.

Zuo Jichuan and others were stunned for a moment, there are visitors at this time? It seems that the people of the Smith family already know who took this notebook and want to try their best to get it back?

Is this notebook really that heavy?

Did they miss something? (To be continued......)