Chapter 138

Wu Mei'er said: "If there is a little hope, I hope you will try to find it, and I will not treat everyone badly!" ”

Saying that, Wu Meier walked to the side and took out a one-foot-square cloth bag, which looked heavy and bulging. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She handed it to Chen Zixun and said: "You can use this silver to buy some wine and food, don't treat the brothers badly, and save us from danger several times after traveling and traveling......

Chen Zixun excused himself and said: "The eldest lady must not be like this, since we have received this single dart, we should complete the mission and let everyone get to the place where they want to go safely!" ”

As soon as they retreated, the cloth bag accidentally slipped off, and it seemed that an ordinary bag could no longer be ordinary and there were silver ingots with white flowers, which was very dazzling.

Only then did He Jinghui understand what it meant to be white and beautiful in ancient times, not only rich but also smart and beautiful, but at best an arrogant nouveau riche like the Spirit of the Wind.

Temperament is something that can't be compared.

Go down to every detail of speech and behavior.

I only heard Wu Mei'er smile, but the atmosphere was pious: "This is a little bit of my heart, and I hope that Brother Chen will not shirk anymore, there is not much silver, so let the brothers buy some wine and food to relieve their fatigue!" ”

There are so many people, and this big bag is a huge amount of silver in He Jinghui's opinion, which is enough for everyone to buy some wine and food.

Chen Zixun no longer shirked, reluctantly accepted it, and they came to the long table.

Chen Zixun saw a long picture scroll on it, and the painting style was realistic, so he asked strangely: "Are you two looking for me to appreciate calligraphy and painting?" "I can see that this Miss Wu is very anxious, how can she still be in the mood to let herself come over to appreciate calligraphy and painting.

Wu Mei'er hurriedly explained: "This is not a calligraphy or painting, but He Gongzi and I went out to look for clues today, and found two more suspicious places, we want to ask you to go in at night to find out!" ”

After looking at the picture He Jinghui drew for him, it was easy to find that place, and He Jinghui also sprinkled phosphorus powder there, and after nightfall, the moon was sparse and there was no light, so it was easy to find that place.

Chen Zixun looked at the pool and said quite calmly: "I have been walking darts with my master for so many years, and I have seen a lot of strange things!" It's just a pool, it took three years to build, I'm afraid there must be something strange here, I suspect that this pool has an organ, but this kind of place is generally more hidden. ”

He Jinghui also felt that his little Wangcai would not be called for so long for no reason, he must have discovered something, and didn't the spirit of the wind say it, that pool was built by her third uncle Feng Yijian, and on the surface, he looked humble and gentlemanly.

But his competitive relationship with the trend has become his biggest flaw.

The time was still too short, Wu Meier decided to go and find out with Chen Zixun, He Jinghui was not worried that he originally wanted to accompany them.

But because of the agreement with the attack of the wind, no matter whether evidence is found tonight or not, he will come here to get together, so He Jinghui wants to stay here and wait for the attack of the wind, and he repeatedly told Wu Meier to pay attention to safety.

Wu Meier smiled lightly, she has always been an omnipotent strong woman, but here in He Jinghui, it seems that she needs his protection at any time, and there is always someone who can let you take off your tough disguise. Reveal a side that is in great need of protection.

They left, the room was quiet, He Jinghui looked at his painting, looked at the night tonight, and suddenly missed you very much, how long has it been since I thought of you? In fact, you have always been in my heart, but these days are too busy, and I don't have so much leisure to talk quietly with you in my heart.

But as long as he has free time, Nian'er's smiling face will appear in his mind, and even if the days are difficult, he will have the courage to continue.

He Jinghui was thinking about Nian'er so quietly, and after a while, the door was suddenly pushed open.

He Jinghui saw Feng Zhisheng come in with a wine bottle and drink, his face was very ugly, and he looked like he was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows.

After he came in, he saw that He Jinghui was the only one sitting there, handed over a bottle of wine and said to He Jinghui: "If you are a brother, you will drink with me." ”

He Jinghui opened the wine bottle, took a sip to comfort the Wind Attack, and said: "I said that the Young Master of the Wind Attack, I am also your friend now, and I must say something to you!" Now the deadline has not yet arrived, we still have a chance to find evidence, don't give up now, I tell you, life is full of surprises, don't give up at any time until the last moment, really, this is my heartfelt words! ”

"But you know what, if everything is true, but everything is like a dream, and you wake up and find that everything really happened?" ”

He Jinghui looked at the attack of the wind with some surprise, could it be that he really couldn't control it, and he snapped the princess of the Western Regions who was extremely enchanting, the fairy race, and that hot body could not be controlled by any man, he understood the attack of the wind very well.

He Jinghui thought, this is fine, if the young master of this wind attack is with the princess of the Western Regions that night, then it means that nothing happened to him and Jingjing girl Shenma, and finally feels that he doesn't feel so guilty about his good brother!

He Jinghui comforted: "You may also be drunk and promiscuous, everyone understands that princess, that princess is indeed too hot, and it is inevitable that you can't control it after drinking!" ”

But who knew that the young master of the wind attack said: "I am not a drunken and promiscuous person, that night I walked near the place where Miss Jingjing lived, and suddenly a dart flew by, and a black shadow flashed by, so I went to chase the black shadow!" "This memory has been blank in the memory of the wind blowing.

But just now he had been far away outside the courtyard of the Jingjing girl, he accidentally saw the traces left by the darts on the column, all the memories were restored in an instant, that night he tried to restrain himself and left the house, left the princess of the Western Regions, he ran to the room of the Jingjing girl he loved, he kissed the Jingjing girl, all this was so clear, it should be that night he was bewitched by Fei Lanxiang, he lost his mind, and lost that memory.

Now it's all back.

But he promised Miss Jingjing to marry her back, this was not a joke but a promise he made seriously.

He Jinghui could see that this Wind Attack Young Master was very painful, and this was framed by someone, He Jinghui thought for a while and said to the Wind Attack Young Master: "Don't worry, do you want to marry that princess of the Western Regions?" ”

Wind Strike took a sip of wine and shook his head bitterly: "I don't want to, I just want to marry a beloved girl!" ”

He Jinghui thought of himself after listening to his words, his eyes rolled slightly, and he said to the attack of the wind: "Then do you want to admit that you have been to that princess's room!" ”

Then he whispered in the ear of Wind Attack, Wind Attack didn't expect He Jinghui to have such a clever plan, which was very surprising.

And He Jinghui nodded after saying all this, and Wind Strike still asked him with some worry: "Is this really possible?" ”

He Jinghui nodded, and said confidently: "This is called a plan, please enter the urn!" ”

Then he solemnly instructed the young master of the storm again: "If you don't want to say where you went that night, just say that you went back to the house to sleep by yourself, but you can't say a word about the princess!" Remember, you and that princess have never seen each other anywhere else except in the main hall!! ”

He Jinghui conspired with him for some other details, and when he was done, he showed Wind Attack the long scroll on his desk, and Wind Attack recognized the Ice Heart Pool as soon as he saw it, and he said quite unexpectedly: "He Gongzi's painting is really subtle, just like moving the real scene over." ”

He Jinghui found that Wind Attack didn't see where the other scene was, so he described the direction to Wind Attack, and Wind Attack said: "That place is relatively quiet, and I usually go there when I want to be quiet and alone, and everyone in the family has a small courtyard there, but people don't often go!" ”

He Jinghui asked the wind attack: "So, can you remember whose this courtyard is?" ”

Wind Attack replied with some hesitation: "My third uncle Feng Yi Sword!" Originally, he didn't believe that Feng Yijian would do anything unfavorable to him, but thinking that this series of things might be related to Feng Yijian, Feng Attack didn't feel that his back began to chill.

Flesh and blood affection sometimes becomes so fragile in the face of interests.

He Jinghui seemed to see the hesitation in the heart of the wind attack, so he comforted: "Only in front of interests can a person be truly tested, many people are unusually close to you when there is no benefit, but they can't stand the test, this kind of person found out earlier, although he regrets in his heart, but it is better than suffering a greater loss in the future!" "He Jinghui is really like a spiritual mentor now.

It's just that what he cooks is not chicken soup for the soul, but poisonous chicken soup full of malice, which makes it easy to feel that this cruel society is full of deep malice towards people who yearn for a better future.

"this bowl of poisonous chicken soup, boy, and you will have a bright life from now on." He Jinghui really had the urge to say this sentence out loud to encourage the wind to strike.