Chapter 142

He Jinghui and Wu Meier are eating those exquisite dishes, and they can design the dishes like works of art, which shows that the wind has extraordinary vision and ability in art appreciation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that He Jinghui is still thinking about other things, he has been drinking and talking, and he also asked Jia Ding Zhenren a lot of things about the Western Regions, Jia Ding Zhenren likes He Jinghui very much, this young man, thinks he is honest and smart, I heard that he is going to find the cliff flower of the Western Regions Sword Mountain to make perfume, it was actually Jia Ding Zhenren who offered to help him find the cliff flower, He Jinghui was overjoyed.

He knew that Wu Meier wanted to go to Tianchi in the Western Regions to make a wish, and he said to Wu Meier with great anticipation: "If we find Huangli, we will set off to the Western Regions, we will find a century-old tea tree and cliff flowers, and you have to go to Tianchi to make a wish!" ”

Wu Meier looked at He Jinghui and only felt that her whole heart was warm, the words He Jinghui said in the hall today had moved her to tears, he always remembered his wish to make a wish, with such a He Jinghui by her side, she really felt that she was so happy.

She hopes that time will stand still at this moment, and she also hopes to find Huang Li as soon as possible, so that they can set off immediately without delay, so that she can fulfill her wish!

He Jinghui saw that Wu Mei'er had been looking at herself, and there were faint tears in her eyes, so she asked, "Mei'er, what's wrong with you, are you still worried about Huang Li?" We're sure we'll find the orioles! His eyes were full of confidence.

At this moment, I am afraid that the information of the search palace has spread throughout the castle, and the owner of that Fei Lanxiang is probably an ant on the hot pot now, and he is in a hurry to dispose of Fei Lanxiang in his hand.

He Jinghui felt that as long as he had any trouble, he would not be able to let him go! Now that the nets have been rolled out, they are here to talk and laugh at the moment, but they are ready to close the nets at any time.

He Jinghui's cleverness is deeply hidden, on the surface he is always humble and polite, occasionally a little naughty, a little ruffian, he will also be happy to enmity against things he is not used to, he lives very real, there are not so many hypocritical things.

In Wu Meier's eyes, he is really the sun, bright and warm.

He Jinghui thought that Wu Meier had been sullen just because she couldn't find Huang Li, but in fact, he had never understood Wu Meier's heart, her heart was full of him at the moment, and all the beauty she saw in her eyes was related to him.

He Jinghui has always regarded Wu Meier as his best friend, whenever she looks at him, he doesn't know the origin of the full appreciation, admiration, and joy in her eyes.

Xiao Wangcai has been circling around He Jinghui at the moment, this little guy who has no meat and is not happy, wants to ask for some meat to eat, but there are all kinds of vegetarian food with exquisite craftsmanship on this table, but there is no meat that Xiao Wangcai's classmates like to eat.

This makes a meat-loving little earth dog embarrassed.

He Jinghui looked at Wangcai and said that he was going to take him to the side, but in fact, He Jinghui felt that since Jiading Zhenren was not fishy, it seemed inappropriate to take out meatballs in front of him to go to his stomach and eat Xiao Wangcai.

He is a very careful person, and he has always done things properly, Xiao Wangcai, this little guy is really a divine dog, and he seems to have understood the owner's intentions.

Jumping and twisting its little tail and followed He Jinghui, when it arrived at a secluded place, it looked at He Jinghui with a cute face, and the big black and white eyes looked at He Jinghui so watery, which means that master, don't pretend, I already knew that you had meatballs on you.

He Jinghui touched Xiao Wangcai's hairy head and said to him gently: "Little guy, you are hungry, the master will bring you meatballs to eat!" ”

He Jinghui felt that this little guy was smarter than a three- or four-year-old child, observing words and feelings, and currying favor everywhere, a master of belly black among dogs.

Xiao Wangcai took the meatballs and ate them happily, and the little white tail wagged like a helicopter about to take off.

After it finished eating the meatballs, it looked up at He Jinghui with cute eyes, which meant another ......

He Jinghui was about to give it another meatball, when Xiao Wangcai suddenly stood up and pounced on He Jinghui with his front paws.

directly stumbled He Jinghui, who was caught off guard, but at this moment, He Jinghui only felt that a cool breeze seemed to blow on his scalp, and he felt a burst of heat on his forehead, and then blood flowed down his forehead.

Xiao Wangcai barked wildly, its dog barking had already attracted them all to the attack of the wind, Wu Mei'er looked at He Jinghui, who had been bleeding on his forehead, and exclaimed, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cover He Jinghui's wound, the attack of the wind made people chase quickly, but the figure had fled without a trace......

Damn, is this trying to kill people? Seeing the dart nailed to the wood behind him, He Jinghui couldn't help but feel palpitations, and he couldn't wait to pick up Xiao Wangcai and kiss him.

Well, it's the right to save the loyal dog.

Wu Meier was very distressed, but He Jinghui comforted her: "Fortunately, Xiao Wangcai pounced on me just now, and this dart was drawn against the scalp, and I was lucky to scratch a little skin!" He smiled innocently.

Wu Mei'er's eyes were moist, and she blamed him for it: "You can still laugh after all this!" ”

He Jinghui comforted her and said, "Mei'er, don't worry about my rough skin and thick flesh, this little injury is nothing!" But our little Wangcai is really a good dog! ”

Xiao Wangcai has been circling around He Jingxuan, looking like he wants to protect his master, and thanks to him just now, he threw himself down, otherwise he would really have a hole in his head!

Who would do this? They couldn't wait, and their people were basically arranged to go to various monitoring ports, but they didn't want someone to act so arrogantly in the other courtyard of the young master of the Wind Attack.

The person who went out to chase came back after a while, searched all around, and no suspicious person appeared, and actually let that person run away, which is really bad.

He Jinghui secretly made up a picture in his mind, and the ten torturers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty forced the person who wanted his life to explain who instructed him to do all this, but because he didn't catch that person, everything can only exist in the brain supplement picture.

He Jinghui went into the house, and when the real person saw that he was injured, he gave him a small porcelain bottle, which contained the best wound medicine, which was collected and configured by Jia Ding Zhenren himself.

He Jinghui unscrewed the cap of the bottle, Wu Meier gave him a little, and the blood immediately stopped, He Jinghui felt that it was cool and seemed to have a pain-relieving effect, but it didn't hurt at all!

This is really amazing, He Jinghui really wants the recipe, and then sell it in his own incense shop, just play the brand of Jiading Zhenren, there must be an endless stream of customers, He Jinghui is thinking that if he sells medicine, his career can grow again.

Wu Mei'er was worried about him, she had always been a bold and generous woman, and she used to go to other places to do goods and inevitably encounter all kinds of troubles, big and small, but she couldn't see He Jinghui injured, as soon as he was injured, Wu Meier felt that the softest place in her heart was torn and painful.

It's as if he's connected to himself.

Seeing that He Jingxuan's wound had stopped, Wind Strike took the dart that had committed the murder just now and said, "There is no mark on this dart!" ”

Wu Mei'er commanded unusually calmly: "It must be that the owner of the matter is worried that we will find out something!" ”

But what puzzled Wu Meier was that she went to the courtyard with Chen Zixun yesterday to look for evidence, if she wanted to kill people, she should also kill herself first, why hurt He Jinghui?

There are too many unexplained places in this, and everything can only be revealed by peeling back the cocoon and finding the evidence of the real murderer.

He Jinghui said: "I'm afraid we already have the evidence, but we don't know it ourselves, this person may be warning us not to investigate further!" ”

He Jinghui had already determined that Feng Yijian was very suspicious, but he was suffering from not having sufficient evidence to prove it.

At first, Feng Zhizhi was still reluctant to believe that his own third uncle would harm him, but when more and more evidence pointed to the fact that all this Feng Yijian must be inseparable, he was a little painful, and reason told him at the same time that he must not be tolerated, and once it was appeased, it would be a problem to raise tigers.

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In the evening, Chen Zixun suddenly hurried to He Jingxuan's room to report: "Today, there is a suspicious person who has entered and exited Feng Yijian's courtyard in the suburbs, although it is too far away, but it looks like the person painted on He Gongzi's portrait......"

At this time, He Jinghui was lying on the pear blossom stepping bed, Wu Meier was applying medicine to him, and he almost knocked over the medicine bottle when he sat up excitedly.

He felt a little rude, and pretended to be calm, but he still couldn't suppress his joy and said: "The fox finally showed its tail"!