Zhang Huan, the son of the Zhang family, the son of Zhang Yunhua, the youngest son of the family, can be described as a baby bump of the stars holding the moon. Therefore, after Zhang Huan's deception and deception of Chen Die's feelings were exposed, the Zhang family had no other meaning, and the idea of the eldest lady of the Zhang family was to take the money and gag it, or wait for Zhang Huan to marry her seriously, and then bring that girl in as a concubine. As for the girl Lin Xiarong who married Zhang Huan, she wants to make trouble, and she wants to give the result to that little cheap hoof with her own hands, that is the best, and they don't need their Zhang family to make a move.

Where is there a child who is not confused? What's more, Zhang Huan and Lin Xiarong are childhood sweethearts, the two are about to get married, the two families have been joking with each other that they want to get married, this marriage agreement is down, and it will be a family, the husband made a little emotional mistake, when the wife went out to solve it, the two of them came back and lived the same life, it was normal.

That's what the Zhang family thinks. As a result, when the household servant came home one day, he heard that his son had done such a bastard thing, and immediately burst into flames in his head and locked Zhang Huan in confinement. Zhang Huan was pampered by the female elders in the family, and he was very unconvinced, so he sneaked out that night, but he was caught by his old man outside, and Zhang Yunhua, the household servant, was angry. This time, he brought it back not only to confine, but also to nail the doors and windows with wooden strips, and to confirm it every now and then, so as not to let the bastard boy come out of the shell of the golden cicada again.

Who knew that Zhang Huan was only locked up in it for five days, and the person died.

Chen Tongsheng came to Zhang's house at night and climbed to the roof with agility and skill.

The mourning hall was dimly lit, and the occasional small and quick conversation of the servants could be heard, presumably in the event of a vigil.

Chen Tongsheng changed his angle and saw a woman dressed in plain clothes kneeling in front of the coffin in the mourning hall, and the slave maid next to her bent down to her, saying something, and the woman was motionless, not even responding to the slave maid at all.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into Chen Tongsheng's sight surrounded by his family, he didn't enter the mourning hall, but just said, "Madam." ”

The kneeling woman in the mourning hall trembled violently when she heard this.

Hearing the man call like this, there is a chance that this person is Zhang Yunhua, the household servant.

Zhang Yunhua's voice was also very tired and weak, and he said softly: "It's late at night, madam, rest." You look like this, Huan'er is also worried when she sees it. ”

It's okay if he doesn't open his mouth to persuade him, as soon as Zhang Yunhua speaks, Mrs. Zhang suddenly got up, turned around, and raised her hand to give him a crisp slap.

"Worried? Huan'er is dead! Zhang Yunhua, you are not sad or sad, you have more sons, and they are all more ambitious than Huan'er, aren't they? You just don't look down on Huan'er, how many things has he done to please you? Yes? You can't even stop saying a word of explanation from him, you're going to lock him up, now it's okay! Mrs. Zhang's voice was raised, so she was particularly sharp: "Huan'er is dead, you are satisfied!" ”

She was hysterical and pushed the Tobe squire hard, and her voice was like a female eagle that had lost a cub and hissed: "Are you satisfied?!" ”

The head of the household didn't resist, and let her squeeze her so hard twice, and the subordinates next to him hurriedly went to help Mrs. Zhang when they saw this, and half persuaded and half coaxed the person away.

Mrs. Zhang took two steps, as if she had just realized that she had left the mourning hall, and suddenly went to the mourning hall again, but was quickly stopped by the subordinates around her. She whimpered twice in reluctance and heartbreak, and then her legs and feet went limp, and she suddenly began to cry.

He stood for a moment, waiting for the gang of subordinates to help Mrs. Zhang away, and Zhang Yunhua left, and he didn't plan to enter the mourning hall to take a look at this young and early death son.

The mourning hall at night must be guarded, and it is not too late yet for such a fuss to occur again, Chen Tongsheng can't go down, let alone enter the mourning hall.

Zhang Gongzi died strangely, but only Lin Xiarong, that is, his fiancée, went to report the case, and the Zhang family was very uncooperative, and it was impossible to carry his son to the yamen for inspection.

Although Chen Tongsheng said that she was curious about the corpse, she did not have the ability to blatantly run to the people's mourning hall to pry the coffin. Second, if she is caught, or if Mrs. Zhang comes over early tomorrow morning and finds that her baby son's coffin has been pried, she will not be mad, and it is estimated that she will be able to pry it over on the spot.

Chen Tongsheng cautiously waited on the roof for a while, waiting for everyone to disperse and perform their duties. It was late autumn, and the night breeze was very cool, and she felt the biting chill after staying like this for a while. Scattered scattered in the vast and dark night sky, a bright moon was obscured by clouds for six minutes. Chen Tongsheng moved his fingers, saw a few lights turned off from a distance, and suddenly thought, has Song Chuanbai slept?

Or is she still thinking about things she can't know, things she can't understand, thinking and digesting herself repeatedly until dawn?

She remembered the scene she saw in her dream again, and remembered Song Chuanbai's arrangement for herself.

That is to say, when she thought that when she saw Song Chuanbai for the first time, she thought that the two were very strange, but Song Chuanbai did not see her like this.

No wonder Song Chuanbai took the initiative to ask whether to raise a cat, this kind of abrupt topic, it turned out that he had always been under his arrangement.

Chen Tongsheng felt a little strange in her heart, but instead of disgust or anger, she quickly accepted the matter. It's just that for so many years, she has always thought that she is only Fang Heming alone, and she is indeed the only one who has always accompanied her in her memory, but now she suddenly feels different. Song Chuanbai, as a behind-the-scenes person, a person in the same camp as Fang Heming, planned these things together, as if he was also watching her growth like Fang Heming. Chen Tongsheng not only did not feel unhappy, but instead gave birth to a strange sense of closeness, as if there was a faint and secret connection between her and Song Chuanbai, but she was not sure whether this feeling came from herself or was affected by something else.

However, when she began to dissect herself and began to try to analyze the things around her, she found that she knew nothing.

She didn't know anything, she didn't understand anything, and she didn't understand what Song Chuanbai was going to do with her.

She only remembered that in the dream, Song Chuanbai directly linked Feiguang with her. Fang Heming mentioned in the letter that one day Kiryu would be sent to the ruins of the Northern Dynasty, or a place close to the north, on the grounds that she should be more exposed to these things, which was a key for Chen Tongsheng, although they did not know what would be opened at the moment, but Song Chuanbai agreed in his reply.

Chen Tongsheng began to be dissatisfied with his ignorance. She knew that Song Chuanbai left herself, by no means to deal with the situation of the court battle, she was not as useful as Fang Heming in this regard, so it must be related to Feiguang, or the more bizarre and mysterious Northern Dynasty.

But whether it is for the Northern Dynasty or Feiguang, she knows very little about it, and she can't help at all, on the one hand, for Song Chuanbai, on the other hand, it is also to explain her dreams, she desperately hopes that she can remember some things about the Northern Dynasty and Galahia, so she took the initiative to leave.

The experiences in Puyang and Licheng made her discover that only when she came into contact with extremely high-purity flying lights, or with relics of the Northern Dynasty, would she be triggered by certain memories or brought into a certain scene.

She has to take the initiative to find and contact, Song Chuanbai may be stumped by various affairs, but she won't, she has nothing to scruple about, and she has nothing else to worry about.

Chen Tongsheng wanted to really talk to Song Chuanbai and communicate with each other, instead of clearly understanding part of his past and understanding his feelings, but he could only get a reply to deal with it.

However, at present, it is still necessary to find out the cause of Zhang Huan's death first, if he is really killed by ordinary means, then it is okay, Chen Tongsheng has made her sensitive to the things she has encountered recently, for fear that Ling will be strange.

Chen, why did he write a separate Chen character?

Is there still resentment towards Chen Die, or guilt, or is it something to blame?

Then Chen Tongsheng came up with another thought:

Was that word written by Zhang Gongzi?

Put his hand to his mouth and exhale softly, in the dead of night, Chen Tongsheng turned into the mansion of the household squire and sneaked into the place where Guan Zhanghuan was confined.

The house where the doors and windows were nailed by the wooden planks before was Zhang Huan's own bedroom, but now it has been demolished, and if you reach out and touch it, you must be able to touch the holes in the nails.

The windows and doors were closed, and Chen Tongsheng tried it and found that there was no lock, so he went in so smoothly.

She figured out the activities of the night guards of the squire's house, like this kind of people, their guards and security are not very strict, and the family also patrols the night to fight with their eyelids, and they don't care very much. Zhang Huan had an accident, they paid more attention, but the usual schedule still hasn't changed, there will only be three people in this place at most in one night, and the next person is taboo to die here, and it is just a long way away, and it will never get closer, and it can't be compared with the Hou Mansion's strict security system.

This was very beneficial to Chen Tongsheng's activities, and she turned her hand back slowly, slowly closing the door, squinting at the scene in the room.

Her eyesight is indeed different from ordinary people, but it is not to the point where she can see objects clearly without any light. That's too exaggerated, and it is estimated that it can scare Chen Tongsheng himself.

Chen Tongsheng took out the fire fold and polished it, the firelight was in the palm of his hand, and he got closer to look at everything in the room.

There's really nothing to see. There was a foul smell in the room.

Chen Tongsheng sniffled very uncomfortably, feeling that it didn't look like the smell of a corpse decomposing, it didn't smell so bad.

This smell is more sticky and can't be dissolved in the air.