Zhi Yi and Zhanzhao walked along a small road, followed by a monk with very suspicious physical features, deeds and demeanors, and twisted and twisted back and forth between the fang markets in Bianjing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Finally, I turned to the backyard of a shop selling charcoal fire in the east of the city, and the suspicious monk dodged into the door and disappeared.

Zhe still and Zhanzhao had to go back to the front and say a few words to the boss who sold charcoal.

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Fang Zhongyong accompanied Xu Qingchuan to Xu's mansion to look for the pots of ylang-ylang that were not taken away as said by the craftsman who moved the flowers that day.

One day under the bright moon, the Xu Mansion became more and more lonely and desolate, and everywhere the wind passed, everything seemed to be covered with a faint layer of mist.

Fang Zhongyong and Xu Qingchuan came to the backyard, and although the ylang-ylang flowers had been trampled and withered, they could still vaguely see the types of flowers.

Fang Zhongyong squatted down, slowly pulled out the remaining little ylang-ylang flowers from the loose flower pot soil, looked at Xu Qingchuan and said, "Lord Xu, you said, these flowers were given to you by Lord Shen Kuoshen?" When did it arrive? ”

"It wasn't long, it was the first month or two. What's the matter, what's wrong with this flower? Xu Qingchuan asked anxiously.

"I don't know yet. How many of these flowers have been delivered? Fang Zhongyong asked again. Under the silver moonlight, Fang Zhongyong took out a brocade bag embroidered with silk thread from his sleeve, put those flowers into the brocade bag little by little, and hung it around his waist.

"I sent twelve pots, because my Erlang had a birthday last month, so I sent them. What, is there something wrong with these flowers? Xu Qingchuan once again showed his anxious posture.

Without waiting for Fang Zhongyong to answer, a gust of wind behind him swung towards him with a fierce posture, and when Fang Zhongyong instinctively dodged away, he saw that the flying knife actually jumped straight towards Xu Qingchuan's body.

Before Fang Zhongyong could shout a "bad", he stretched out his hand and pushed the broken tiles of the flower pot into the air. The broken tiles tossed in mid-air in reverse for two and a half weeks without hugging their knees, but they did not fall in the direction of the throwing knives as expected, but only made a few circles of nothingness and fell to the side.

At the same time, a small silver filigree meteor hammer and the flying knife collided in the air, sparkling sparks. The speed and direction of the knife shifted, and it was nailed straight to the shadow wall on the opposite side.

"Still?" When Fang Zhongyong saw the silver filigree meteor hammer, he couldn't help but cry out, and during his actions, he saw Zhan Zhao behind him, who was fighting with the flying knife master. Zhe was still about to enter the battle, but unexpectedly, a flying knife went straight into Xu Qingchuan's vest from behind.

Xu Qingchuan didn't have time to snort, and he was directly pierced through the chest by a flying knife, and he looked at the bubbling and bleeding hole on his body in disbelief, and fell forward.

Fang Zhongyong supported him in front, obviously seeing that he had something to say, he could only gasp and swallow his last breath.

The flying knife master who was still fighting saw that his companion had succeeded, and immediately stopped fighting with Zhanzhao and Zhe Still, and kept throwing lime around, taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

Fang Zhongyong ran to Zhe Yi's side, looked up and down first, and was sure that she was fine, so he greeted Zhanzhao.

"How did you end up here?" Fang Zhongyong asked as he walked towards Xu Qingchuan's corpse with the two of them.

"Guard Zhan and I have been ordered to investigate Daddy Jane's case, and we have been staring at these bald thieves or Western Xia spies for a long time, I don't know why they will come here today to commit murder? Looking at their target, it seems to be Lord Xu? Why? ”

Zhe still showed a puzzled look on his face, and the cold jade face was cute and tight because of this hint of doubt.

Fang Zhongyong touched the bag containing ylang-ylang flowers on his waist, sighed, and waved his hands.

"I and I are still here to guard the scene of the crime, Zhan Guard, I bother you to go to Kaifeng Mansion to report the case, there was a murder here. But,-" Fang Zhongyong suddenly remembered Xu Qingchuan's two children, one of whom seemed to be inintelligent, and his heart was quite unbearable.

"But what?" Zhan Zhao asked Fang Zhongyong in a dragging voice.

"Nothing, you go, we're here." Fang Zhongyong originally wanted to add a word not to tell the child, but in front of the situation, it seems that the child has also become an eyewitness to the key facts of this case, not only to protect, but also to face this broken truth.

Zhe still bowed down to examine Xu Qingchuan's corpse, naturally, there was nothing to gain.

Xu Qingchuan even took out his clothes and robes two days ago, but now after the fire and disaster, the building has long been empty, and the blood of the corpse on the ground is gradually coagulated, cold, and stiff.

The fragility of life made Zhi still suddenly look at Fang Zhongyong, with a dreamlike tenderness in her beautiful eyes, and her voice floated over as if it were unreal: "I'm really afraid to think about it, if we arrive late, will those thieves even ...... you?"

Speaking of which, the fold is still even more beautiful, even glamorous...... Wait, what's the situation, Fang Zhongyong felt a hazy feeling of unreality, and was ......

Fang Zhongyong stumbled, ran straight towards the water tank in the backyard, and followed behind Fang Zhongyong without knowing why, and then, with a black line, he saw Fang Zhongyong jump into the water tank with a pop, and then, there was a fluttering grunt......

When Fang Zhongyong, who was still wet and shivering, was pulled up, Fang Zhongyong had already been sobered up by the ice water, he looked at the pocket containing ylang-ylang flowers on his body, and couldn't help sighing, "It's amazing", and then hurriedly took the bag next and picked it up with a bamboo pole.

Zhe still looked confused, second and third stunned as he watched Fang Zhongyong's complete set of actions, which could only be said to have stunned the people under the moon.

Fang Zhongyong was a little embarrassed, and a cold wind blew, causing him to sneeze twice.

After coming back to his senses, Fang Zhongyong folded it in half and still explained: "In this bag of flowers, there may be incense, and the temperament is very strong, I don't know the situation at this time, but I think I have to go back to the doctor to check it carefully to be sure." ”

Zhi still nodded, and understood Fang Zhongyong's strange behavior in seconds.

Fang Zhongyong thought to himself, according to what Wang Renxin said, then the drugs in Wang Renxin that day and the drugs in himself today should be two kinds. Because the flowers were still blooming at that time, they should have overflowed in the air, and the drug had no effect on other people, only Wang Renxin.

And today's drug is likely to be put into the petals later, so although the flower has withered and died, Fang Zhongyong, who carried the flower, still fell for it in a short time.

However, what is the motive for sneaking into the Xu Mansion and stuffing the petals with medicinal powder?

"Ahh (To be continued.) )