Dongfang Shiyu stopped Zheng Rujiao, and was looking up at the garden, and saw Hualan from a distance, but saw Dongfang running over with an anxious face on his face.

Zheng Rujiao was about to deal with countermeasures, but when she saw Dongfang Hanyan's panicked appearance, she secretly rejoiced in her heart and became proud: "Dongfang Gongzi, don't worry about my little person." What a noble person the playboy, I only took tens of millions of taels of silver, and the thing is really in the playboy's mansion. Nowadays, there are a lot of troubles around the playboy, and the trouble of Dahlia Silver Building is missing, isn't there a lack of a playboy's troubles? ”

She has a tone that is neither yin nor yang here, Dongfang Shiyu didn't plan to pay attention to her, and she will worry about it when she sees Hua Lan coming. But Hualan didn't arrive, Dongfang ran up with smoke and gasp, didn't say half a sentence, and glared at Zheng Rujiao: "Cheap you!" ”

Pulled Dongfang Shiyu and ran towards the garden.

Zheng Rujiao was free, but she didn't care about thinking too much, so she spread her feet and ran away.

Dongfang Shiyu couldn't take care of Zheng Rujiao at the moment, and eagerly followed behind the little sister, and asked eagerly: "What happened?" ”

"Oh, but it's not good. Playboy is in big trouble. The gardener's wife was killed, and the child was robbed. I also want the playboy to go to Kunlun Mountain, saying that if he doesn't go, the child won't come back. ”

Dongfang Hanyan trotted quickly while telling what he had seen.

"You mean, the people from the Qinggui Gate have found the dude?"

As soon as Dongfang Hanyan mentioned the Qinggui Gate, Dongfang Shiyu's footsteps immediately stopped, "Wait." When did the playboy get involved with the people of the Qingguimen? Do you hear it exactly, it's the Qing Guimen who doesn't ask the day to go to Kunlun Mountain? ”

"Yes, the gardener said it himself, can this be fake?"

Dongfang Hanyan was also stunned, not understanding why his brother asked like this, and was anxious: "I told the dude, you will definitely be able to figure out a way." Don't you know a lot of people, help the dude find a way? ”

Way?

Dongfang Shiyu frowned.

It is true that he has a wide range of connections, but Qingguimen and Qingtangmen are both mysterious organizations. It's not that I don't know, but I really don't have any interest in this area and have anything to do with these people.

However, now that it is about Hualan, he has to think a little more.

It seems that this matter can only go to Yuan Hong for help.

The word Yuan Hong flashed in his mind, and he took steps to the thatched house on Flower Street to meet Hua Lan.

Hua Lan was ordering Hua Da to carry the body of Dahu's wife to a aligned wooden plank, and Dongfang Shiyu entered the door, and she greeted her.

The house was busy with funerals, Hua Lan asked for the consent of Dahu, and did not report to the official for the time being, and everyone helped him arrange the mourning hall.

The thatched hut is not very spacey, and a few children are busy, so it is inconvenient to speak.

Hua Lan gestured to Dongfang Shiyuyi, and the three of them walked to the small pavilion with a stone table and sat down.

Seeing that it was Dongfang brother and sister, the spring silkworm was worried about the master, so she quietly followed behind her and stood outside the pavilion to watch.

Hua Lan saw the Dongfang brothers and sisters sit down, sighed, and told Zheng Rujiao the ins and outs of when she came.

Dongfang Shiyu heard Hua Lan mention the arrears of Dahlia Silver Building, and didn't ask much, and when she heard that Hua Lan really only gave 20 million taels of silver, she sighed again and said: "Zheng Rujiao is extremely shrewd, where would ten vases cost 20 million taels of silver?" ”

As soon as he said this, he sighed again: "How can it be so coincidental that she came to the small garden, and met the gardener's insider and was killed?" This series? ”

He raised his eyes, and was even more suspicious in his heart: "Could it be a coincidence, or did someone do it on purpose?" ”

Coincidence or deliberate.

Hua Lan told Qu Lanxiang again, and Dongfang Shiyu couldn't help but be confused: "This is strange, why did Qingguimen do this?" ”

"yes, why?"

Hua Lan's confusion was not less, she pulled her face and was puzzled, and her fingers kept tapping on the stone table.

"Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk! Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk! ”

Human fingers have an unconscious inertia when their fingers tap on the table, and they will unconsciously strike out the beat, once, again, again......

When Hua Lan's fingers struck the ninth blow, the stone table shook, and only the slight squeak of the stones was heard, and a crack suddenly cracked in the seemingly perfect table top in the center.

The three of them looked at the table in shock.

As the sound of friction sounded, the crack on the table became bigger and bigger, and a square dark grid appeared in the center of the table.

Inside the compartment was a small purple wood box, the mouth of which was open, and inside was a sharp dagger.

The gardener said that it was true.

Hua Lan was just about to reach out for the dagger, but Dongfang Shiyu hurriedly stopped: "Be careful of the poison on it." ”

Hua Lan examines the dagger.

The dagger is very beautiful, not like an ordinary assassination weapon. There is no sheath, but the workmanship is delicate, and the handle of the dagger is carved with precious stones, which seems to be a status symbol.

"This is the door master's dagger."

Dongfang Shiyu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, took the dagger out of the hidden box, took it in front of him and observed it carefully, pointed to the number on it, and said to Hua Lan: "That's right, it is indeed the thing of the master of the Qinggui Gate." ”

Hua Lan looked at the number "nine" on it, puzzled, but didn't ask, and looked at Dongfang Shiyu suspiciously.

Dongfang Hanyan on the side stretched his neck and asked curiously: "Brother, what are you doing?" It's poisonous again, and it's definitely for sure. Isn't this just a very common number 'nine', what can you see? “

"The smoke doesn't know. The day when the owner of the Qinggui Gate did not ask the sky to establish the Qinggui Gate was September 9. The birthday of the day is also the ninth day of the ninth month of September. These nine have become the auspicious number mark of the Qing Guimen. Qingguimen is located in all corners of the Great Friday Continent, and it is specifically responsible for assassination and assassination. But this one has a very weird fetish. Because of this number nine, if anyone born in September is not killed, no one is killed on the ninth day, and even the brothers and sisters at home are ranked nine and do not kill. ”

Dongfang Shiyu put the dagger firmly on the table: "Let's put it this way, as long as you can glue this number of nine, at least your little life is safe here in the Qinggui Gate." ”

"What kind of rule is this, it's really not weird. Didn't the heinous person who committed the most heinous crimes escape the catastrophe because of this rule of the number nine? ”

Dongfang Hanyan heard such strange rules for the first time, and his eyes showed surprise: "Will there be anything wrong with the master of this Qinggui Gate?" How can there be such a surprising rule in the world? Just now I said that he was not killing innocents, but it turned out that he was not, but he was a very strange person. ”

Weirdos don't blame people, Dongfang Shiyu doesn't care. What he is most concerned about at the moment is when Hua Lan will get into trouble with the people of the Qingguimen?

Got into trouble with the Qing Guimen, but now Hua Lan's hair is sitting in front of him unscathed, and he can't help but wonder: "What year, month, and day is the playboy born, and is it related to the number of nine?" ”

"Huh?"

Hua Lan was stunned by the question.

She has only been in Da Zhou for a few days, who knows that Empress Sheng'an was born on that year, month, and day?

It's a matter of human life, and this time it stumped her.