Jingzhao Mansion Yin gave her a famous disc to disguise her identity, will it?

The famous disc was made, and it didn't take a day for the people of the Qinggui Gate to know?

Hua Lan shook her head, "How is this possible, even if there are many eyes and ears in the Qing Guimen, it hasn't come to this point, right?" ”

She opened the disc and spread it out on the table.

It is clearly stated that Hua Lan was born on the sixteenth day of the first month of Jiazi, and she didn't even touch the edge of "nine".

Don't?

How could someone who has Hua Lan's identity know?

She put away the famous plate and asked Dongfang Shiyu again: "In addition to these strange rules, what other rules does the Qing Guimen have?" What else would this dagger say? ”

Dongfang Shiyu's eyes were still staring at the place where Hua Lan had just spread out the famous dish, and he noticed the gender on the famous disc, which was a man.

This famous disc is clearly fake, so, what is the real identity and birth date of this little girl?

His eyes were full of misty doubts, he pondered for a moment, thought deeply, and asked again: "Is the dandy's birthday really not related to 'Nine'?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay? Brother, what's wrong with you? I've seen all the famous discs, and it's not clear on it, what can it do? ”

Although Dongfang Hanyan has also heard about the Qing Guimen, he knows very little about the details, and he is not as clear as his brother Dongfang Shiyu.

She was concerned about Hualan's safety, and she was anxious, and she was busy urging Dongfang Shiyu to speak quickly.

Hua Lan didn't intend to tell the truth, but her eyes were clear.

Dongfang Shiyu carefully observed for a while, put away the doubts in his heart, and nodded.

"The master of the Qinggui Gate does not ask the sky. It's really not clear how many deputy door masters there are. The dagger is decorated with rubies and emeralds. There is only one ruby, which is held by the owner of the door regardless of the sky. Emerald is the secondary master. ”

"It seems that this is the dagger of the deputy door master?"

Hua Lan noticed the emerald on the dagger, and her suspicion became even stronger: "What does this mean?" Leaving behind a poisonous emerald dagger, what would it be to illustrate? ”

"I really can't see that. However, the mechanism on this stone table is really peculiar. ”

The small garden is quiet, and on weekdays, Hua Lan is so busy that she hardly has a chance to come here.

The pavilion is very eye-catching, if you sit quietly, it will not have a leisurely and comfortable taste.

The stone table in the pavilion is out of sight.

But this organ?

Hua Lan had seen Zheng Rujiao's anxious appearance when she wanted to open the mechanism before.

I inadvertently opened the mechanism on the stone table, was it by mistake, or?

The appearance of the dagger of the deputy hall master of the Qinggui Gate is mysterious by chance.

What kind of person is Zheng Rujiao, why did she open the mechanism that she couldn't open, and she opened it so easily?

Hua Lan's vest was chilling.

There is an assassin in the thatched house, and this assassin's whereabouts are strange and come and go without a trace, isn't it?

As soon as she had a thought in her mind, she stood up unconsciously and looked around the garden.

The surroundings of the small garden were so quiet that the air was quiet, and the flowers and trees were luxuriant, but they were of varying heights. If there is a hidden figure, it is not difficult to detect in broad daylight.

"What's the matter, dude? Could it be that this garden still hides the people of the Qinggui Gate? ”

Dongfang Hanyan saw Hua Lan looking around nervously, and also nervously got up and looked around: "How is this good, the people from the Qinggui Gate are eyeing the playboy." ”

The thatched hut is a hundred steps away from the pavilion, and there is only a low clump of rhododendrons in between, and as far as the eye can see, there are clumps of green bamboo by the wall.

The green bamboos are sparse, one by one, row by row, although they are constantly swaying with the wind, but because the thin leaves are properly pruned, the gaps are clear and clear. It is impossible to hide the deep meaning.

There are no rockeries in the small garden, and there are not many tall flower trees. It's not a sight to behold, but it's hard to hide your figure between the intervals. What's more, this is a meticulous and dangerous killer assassin?

There was tension in the quiet air.

This made Hua Lan's mood depressed and heavy.

Dongfang Shiyu had already observed the layout of the small garden, and at this time he was browning, "It seems that the entire Huafu has been set up." ”

His brows kept twitching, "Chu Baishan, this person is a little weird. Originally, the playboy didn't come, and I didn't see anything peculiar about him. But this organ, coupled with the assassination of the gardener's insider, and the dagger of the deputy master of the Qinggui Gate. These must be inseparable from Chu Baishan. ”

"The people of the Qing Guimen kill people like hemp, but don't they kill innocents indiscriminately? Chu Baishan has so much silver, and it wasn't given by the playboy? Why does he keep targeting dudes? With so much silver, how much family property does he have to buy? ”

Dongfang Hanyan's little face tensed, "Besides, why did he find someone to kill the florist's daughter-in-law, it doesn't make sense?" ”

It's a little unreasonable.

Qu Lanxiang, Yin Zhennan was poisoned, the florist's wife was killed, and the gardener's son was abducted and threatened to submit, all of which were just to lure him up to Kunlun Mountain?

Hua Lan was puzzled and asked Dongfang Shiyu: "Is Kunlun Mountain the place of Qingguimen?" ”

Dongfang Shiyu shook his head, "Qingguimen is a mysterious assassination organization, no one knows where it will be. ”

He used his fingers to gently beat the rhythm on the stone table: "Tuk tuk, tuk tuk", trying to test the mechanism of the stone table.

With his knock, with the crisp sound, the dark grid in the middle of the stone table was slowly moving. When he knocked fifteen times, the dark grid closed as before.

Dongfang Shiyu carefully groped the surface of the stone table, and the gaps in the dark lattice were not easy to detect. The artisans are seamless, and the tight patterns are just right to hide the subtle gaps.

Hua Lan tried her previous percussion rhythm and gently tapped the stone table, and as a result, the dark grid in the stone table was easily opened.

The dagger was still on the table, she looked at it and asked Dongfang Shiyu's opinion: "Don't you put this dagger back?" ”

Anyway, the mechanism is easy to open, and a poisoned dagger is a little creepy wherever it is placed. Although this poisonous orchid is not out of the question, she has now made up her mind.

What's so remarkable, isn't it Kunlun Mountain? Go and go, who is afraid of whom?

She was thinking about the heavy protection around her, and her eyes swept over the thin figure of the spring silkworm outside the small pavilion, and she was worried: "I'm not afraid, but what are they going to do with the spring silkworm?" ”

Her eyes were complicated and tangled.

Dongfang Shiyu was even more worried: "Since the people from the Qinggui Gate deliberately left the dagger, it is better for the playboy to put it away." Or maybe this is not an important organ, and this object was deliberately left, and the Qinggui Gate probably has a deep meaning. ”

"Meaning?"

Hua Lan knocked her head, "Yes, aren't you going to Kunlun Mountain, this dagger will probably be a guiding stone." ”