Today, the old bustard asked Yejiu to play the pipa to the guests in the lobby.

A group of women held wine glasses in their hands, staring at Ye Jiu sitting on a chair with a confused and explicit expression.

"I heard that Xiao Shizi has disappeared recently, and many people in the capital have also disappeared." A man suddenly talked about the disappearance of the people.

Ye Jiu played the hand of the pipa.

At this time, another person said: "My aunt is in the criminal department, and I am familiar with this matter." Xiao Shizi disappeared in the suburbs when he was out playing."

"It can't be the enemy of the Xiao family, right?"

The woman shook her head: "I guess that the disappearance of the people and the disappearance of Xiao Shizi were done by the same person." ”

Suddenly, another woman said, "The Xiao family and the empress are both angry about this. ”

"Alas, don't talk about it, but this Shaohua son is really stunning in the world~"

As the man spoke, a pair of hands quietly approached Ye Jiu's waist and secretly pinched it, looking at the person's beautiful face.

Ye Jiu's hand holding the pipa tightened, his head lowered, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was very obedient to these things.

One of the people on the side dissuaded.

"Don't touch him now."

There is a rule in Fengyalou that men who have not lost the first night are not allowed to touch it, so that these men can sell it for a better price on the first night.

The woman said indifferently: "It's okay, just touch it through your clothes." ”

This scene happened to be seen by Yan Cijing, who was standing in the stairwell.

With a cold face, he stared at the hand placed on Ye Jiu's waist, and there was a cold light flashing in his eyes, so strange, as sharp and cold as a dagger.

——

At night, a woman hums a small tune and walks leisurely down the street.

The moonlight sprinkled coldly on the ground, enveloping the earth in an ivory-white water, looking quiet and gentle.

When she walked into an alley, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, and the woman was startled.

"Who?!"

Is it human? Is it a ghost?

The crows on the branches made strange and unpleasant calls.

The woman swallowed a mouthful of foam, and her cold hair stood on end.

Should...... Damn it!

There really aren't any ghosts!

Thinking of this, the woman's whole body was cold, and she quickly turned around and wanted to leave this place.

Suddenly, a sword light fell.

"Ahh

The woman rolled in pain, bleeding all over the ground, and there was a severed hand on the ground.

In the end, the woman fainted from the pain.

The Yan Ci mirror on the eaves looked at all this coldly.

Dressed in white, not contaminated with a trace of smoke and dust, the green silk splashed with ink was scattered behind, and his indifferent eyes seemed to be the god located in the Nine Heavens.

In the dark color of black paint, it is full of coldness.

He looked condescendingly at the blood on the ground and the stunned people, the cruel contempt for all beings as ants.

"If you dare to touch him again, it's not as simple as one hand." The sound is like the cold snow in that winter, without a trace of temperature.

The woman who came by night and went away with the night, leaving only the woman who fell in the scarlet.

——

After Yan Cijing returned to Fengya Building, he happened to meet Ye Jiu, who was going to the guest's private room.

Ye Jiu sniffed, frowning slightly.

"Why do you smell of blood?"

Yan Cijing was stunned, and said expressionlessly: "I went to the back kitchen just now, and I happened to meet the cook lady killing, maybe it was contaminated at that time." ”

Ye Jiu nodded abruptly, and was about to pass him when he was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

She looked sideways, puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Cijing stared at her.

"Someone in the lobby touched you today, why don't you refuse."

It turns out that this is the case~