Chapter 2 Chasing Electricity with a Fierce Wind

what?

Lu Yanyan was a little confused.

Wen Ruian's four famous catches?

She caught up with a fashionable and wore a book?

Just when the girl was excited and surprised, several names popped up in her mind at an inopportune time.

Fierce wind, flash rain, chasing electricity, thunder.

…… The original owner's memory dug out the names of the four famous catchers.

It turned out to be just a coincidence!

Stroking the still pounding heart, the girl told herself that it would be clear if it was a coincidence to confirm it.

Maybe there really exists the same kind of existence in this time and space?

Uh, the existence of the same wearer, the same wearer!!

At the beginning, I was very happy to see the glass inlaid on the window for the first time, and then I realized that this glass product was there a hundred years ago......

At that time, I inexplicably suspected that this master a hundred years ago was a time-traveling person.

Since there was a traverser (suspected) a hundred years ago, and an intruder of oneself a hundred years later, why can't there be someone else?

What's even heavier is that there is a case!

The girl's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Banxia's back collar and dragged her forward.

"Let's go, let's go see the excitement too!"

"Sister, wait for me! I'll go too. ”

The left road lady stepped away from her short legs and struggled to catch up.

Zhenxi Qian Yuan's foreign home.

Not only was the door crowded with spectators, but even the courtyard walls were full of heads.

However, whether it was the money clerk or the subordinates in the family, they didn't care about them, and they didn't have the mood to care.

The family is doing a good job of the old lady's 60th birthday, and the family is full of friends.

With so many relatives and friends coming to celebrate his birthday, the old lady was even more red-faced, and he felt more face-saving.

How do you know that bliss is born of sorrow, and the lively and extraordinary table is steeply rising.

Hearing only the sound of "popping" and the sound of the wine cup falling to the ground and shattering, one of the guests fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

What a happy event......

It's really unlucky, it's been eight lifetimes of bad luck!

When Lu Yanyan and her entourage arrived at Qian's house, there was no place for needles outside the courtyard wall of the Qian family.

"I blame you for walking slowly, and you can't squeeze in."

Banxia complained about the delayed autumn.

Weiqiu's aggrieved flat mouth, she is timid and terrible, but her own girl ran away with the big girl, and it won't work if she doesn't follow.

That, of course, would be a good moment to be a moment late.

Looking at the heads stretched out on her neck and lying on the courtyard wall outside the gate, Lu Yanyan couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Who said that the ancients were conservative?

More than half of them, wearing hairpin rings, hanging earrings, and trying to tiptoe against the wall, aren't they women?

The charm of these so-called four famous catchers is really great.

"There's a tree in the corner, let's climb it!"

Lu Yumei searched around the carpet and finally told her to find the "fish that slipped through the net".

Listening to Xiao Nizi's excited and excited voice, Lu Yanyan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her eyes.

The straight tree is so tall that it doesn't even have a fork branch, so I ask you, girl, how do you go up?

"Come with me!"

Lu Yanyan pinched Xiao Nizi's fleshy cheeks, turned around and walked towards the gate of the Qian family.

The soft feel is good.

"Sister, this is not good!"

It's not good to say it on the lips, but it's not slow at all at all, with a pair of big curious eyes, excitedly looking around in the front yard of the Qian family.

Lu Yanyan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Not good? The fastest runner, and I don't know who the first one to enter the door is.

"There is no one at the door, why don't you go in and see it generously, the leeks have to climb the wall hard?"

Banxia is much more direct, "I know that my girl is smarter than those stupid people." ”

Lu Yanyan, "......"

Do you praise me, or do you scold me?

The banquet was set up in the West Flower Hall of the main courtyard, and at this time, the doors and windows of the West Hall were wide open, and a group of guests were detained in a corner of the West Hall, so they were questioned by the officials.

Well, there's a guy in a silver mask sitting in the middle of a little daughter-in-law and a big girl.

is obviously one of the four famous catches that let Lu Yanyan eat ashes.

The officials did not show it on their faces, but their hearts were broken, is this master chasing electricity really here to handle the case?

As soon as I arrived at the scene, I flew into the flowers like a flower butterfly, and I was very happy.

This is a case, it is clear that he is here to participate in the tea party.

It is said that the six-door electric chasing master is as careful as dust in handling the case, I'm afraid it's all fake, right?

Uh......, how did you forget?

It is rumored that the chasing power of the six doors, in addition to being as careful as dust, is as careful as ......, but also has a color of flowers......

Forget it, I'm afraid I can't count on this one, let's take a look at the other one.

Although he couldn't see his face either, his sharp eyes were shining brightly, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

This strong wind is a reliable talent.

Otherwise, you'll have to go crazy.

And the "reliable" spirit in the heart of the yacha, after checking the clues at the scene, was touching the chin and looking at the painter to paint a portrait of the deceased.

As for whether he really looked at the portrait or pondered the facts of the case, only he knew for himself.

The painter squatted beside the corpse and painted meticulously, and Lu Yanyan stretched her neck and hid outside the window to peek.

"Who?"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the silver light flashed, and the person was already outside the window.

A cold sword rested on Lu Yanyan's neck.

Seeing that it was just a little girl in front of her, she flicked her wrist and put her sword into the sheath.

The officials also chased after him.

rushed to the head of the chase, hugged his chest and whistled.

"Yo, it's so bold to chase them all to the house!"

The end of the word "ah" is long, and the tone is three-point playful, as if he is just an irrelevant person watching the play.

"Here we go again......"

The officials stroked their foreheads, and the black lines fell wildly.

"My lord, it's done."

The painter came out and handed over the freshly baked portrait to Li Feng.

Glancing at the paper where the ink had not dried, Lu Yuanyuan subconsciously said, "The painting is so ugly, it doesn't look like me at all." ”

My own painting actually called a yellow-haired girl to dislike it.

The artist's face was very unbearable, and he felt that his authority had been challenged.

The triangular eyes burned with rage, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth, aggressive, "Well, there are no rules to make things, do you know what freehand is?" What is Qi Yun? Well? …… What about your family? That's what you usually call rules? ……”

made people grab the bag on the spot, and the other party was murderous, and the little girl was frightened and embarrassed, and her cheeks were red.

But the painter chattered endlessly, and the little girl also wanted to be faced, "What is fierce, the painting is not like no one is allowed to say." ”

This painter is not a big-hearted person, and the little girl repeatedly challenged his authority, and even more so in front of everyone.

What's the difference between that and stripping him of his clothes?

The painter's face was covered with frost, and he reflexively went back to the house to get the pen and ink, and stuffed it into the little girl.

"Pick the old man's fault, come and come, if you have the ability, you can draw one, if you don't paint well, kowtow to the old man in public to make amends, and loudly say that you are not as good as pigs and dogs."

The little girl was just an unintentional mistake, and the painter was so inevitably suspected of bullying the child.

Li Feng raised his sword eyebrows in disgust, and was just about to open his mouth to stop it, when an ethereal and clear voice like a clear mountain spring sounded in his ears.