The white tiger lay weakly in the cage, sluggish, and didn't even want to move his eyelids.

Even when Jiang Lan came, she just gasped for breath, and still ignored it.

"The prince forgives the sin, this White Tiger General doesn't know why it's like this, it's okay in the palace, this"

Jiang Lan waved his hand and asked the group of kneeling palace people to get up, "Go down, don't worry about your business." ”

"This..."

Seeing that Shizi had a tough attitude, they quickly got up and left, and they were a little panicked when their footsteps collided.

"Uncle, what's it called?"

"It's noisy, it's noisy."

Jiang Ruoming walked into the cage and tentatively stretched out his hand to the tiger claws exposed outside the cage.

Jiang Lan, who was watching from the sidelines, did not expose it, and generously let the child touch it, in her opinion, this white tiger is afraid that it is still confused, how did Jiang Lan's body change the core?

It's all an illusion to close your eyes and recuperate, haven't you seen that the tiger's ears are standing up, moving and moving?

I squinted my eyes and pretended to be stupid when I said this, didn't I just worry that I would wipe it too.

"Uncle, it's so good."

The cage was placed in the largest open space in the outer courtyard, and the servants who had been cleaning around it disappeared completely, and they were all afraid of this big guy when they saw it.

On the edge of the clearing was a green field, and Jiang Lan sat on the stone fence outside the flower garden, looking at a man and a beast not far away.

"Want to raise it?"

Jiang Ruoming was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head to look at Jiang Lan, "Is it okay?" Uncle. ”

Jiang Lan held her hands and felt the afterglow in the sunset, listening to Brother Ming'er's immature voice, looking at the slightly longing eyes, "If you like it, let's keep it." ”

"Trouble, have you heard the word, you have to be good."

The white tiger suddenly realized his situation, but it was a dignified and proud tiger.

I saw that the tiger's head changed direction and continued to lie on its stomach, just ignoring people. looks so noble that he ignores the mundane, but Jiang Ruoming likes it very much.

"Uncle, uncle, let's raise it, right? Good no good? ”

Jiang Lan's eyes stared at the white tiger with burning eyes.

I really couldn't stand it, and the white tiger had no choice but to raise his eyelids, and affectionately stretched out his paws and arched Jiang Ruoming's hand, looking reluctant to show goodwill. But from beginning to end, he didn't dare to tilt his head in Jiang Lan's direction, and the tail that shrunk and didn't dare to move unreservedly exposed its scared mind.

In the future, the king of all beasts will not be able to be the king, and he will lose the seam.

"Uncle, it's really good."

Jiang Lan got up and walked over and rubbed Jiang Ruoming's head, "Okay, it's no problem to raise him, I don't have time, when I come back from the academy in the future, you remember to take a look at it." ”

"Yes, uncle."

Jiang Lan took Brother Ming to see Brother Ming's sister Sister Lan first, and then the two of them went to Siyuan Pavilion with a bucket to accompany Jiang Si to use the rice bowl, until Jiang Si fell asleep, Jiang Lan took Brother Ming back to the yard.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Lan disappeared from the room again in a night suit.

After spending two invisibility talismans, Jiang Lan arrived at the prison of Jingzhao Mansion.

Outside the 23rd of the C character, Jiang Lan touched the wooden hairpin on his head, and said in a loud voice: "Cast a spell, let me go into this prison." ”

Jiang Lan's words fell, and the whole person boasted and went in.

"Let these people sleep soundly, and wake up again tomorrow."

After speaking, a long fragrance emanated from the wooden hairpin, which soon filled the entire cell.

A last burst of green smoke came out from one end of the wooden hairpin, and then Qingli, who was dressed in green, appeared in front of Jiang Lan with his hands folded and bent his knees, "Great Immortal." ”

Jiang Lan bowed, "Guard outside, don't allow outsiders to approach, if something else happens, send a signal to call me." ”

"Okay, Daisen." Suddenly, there was such a "difficult" character, Qingli, who had been living alone all the year round, was very excited, and ran out of the cell in three steps and two steps.

Jiang Lan looked around the entire cell and saw that the contents were all arranged as when she left. Looking at Shen Duo in the next cell, he was already sleeping very soundly.

Walked over to the table of the Eight Immortals and stepped on the mechanism with one foot.

The entire C-word No. 23 was glowing with a different kind of light, and Jiang Lan took away the invisibility talisman attached to his body.

No. 23 had been cleaned and taken care of by Qin Shu before she came, and according to that Xie Gong's rigorous temperament, she would not be taken away by Qin Shu's people.

Jiang Lan's eyes directly skimmed over these newly placed things, and in addition to the pillars on three sides, there was only one wall left in the entire cell and the ground under his feet.

The ground around was uneven, and although it had been repaired several times by the people under Qin Shu's hands, there were still a lot of potholes.

Jiang Lan first looked at the exposed ones, although they were potholes, they were not old and young, but they were not loosened at all. According to the method of painting, that Xie Gong often reads and modifies, and there should be traces.

But it seems that some of them are busy.

Jiang Lan first moved the table, but didn't find it, and then pushed the Bogu shelf, which was half a body high, although there were not a few satisfactory ornaments on it, but the shelf was solid wood furniture made of fine louver sandalwood, leaving a trace on the ground.

Jiang Lan first looked at the ground, and when he saw that it was really compact, he turned his eyes to the wall behind the Bogu shelf.

This wall is very old, not fifty or sixty years old, but also thirty or twenty years.

Jiang Lan knocked on the mud bricks on the wall, knocking dozens of pieces in a row, and there was no movement at all

Later, I pushed open the silk carved shelf bed and the beauty folding screen...... There are no cherry blossoms at all

Jiang Lan patted the dust on her hands and turned around, "This curtain call is really good at hiding things." ”

Jiang Lan, who was too tired, fell on the bed and closed her eyes to rest, she couldn't sleep anymore, her head was full of huge literature hidden by the curtain call, "Where will this old old man hide?" ”

Here and outside, back and forth, even underground knocked no less than three or four times, can he still hide in it?

Jiang Lan opened her eyes abruptly and looked around at the roof of the entire cell, which really made her find a little difference.

Jiang Lan looked at the thick booklet in her hand, and glanced at the tattered old guy who was standing in a corner with a flying bearing, but was wearing it all over.

"Yes, it's a good book."

Jiang Lan closed the thick booklet and looked at Gong Xie, who was standing three steps away, next to the Eight Immortals Table.

He was more than seven feet long, old, with a slightly hunched back, very thin, the cheekbones on his face were even more prominent, and his eyes were shining, which was a kind of light full of knowledge.

"Curtain call? The author of this book? ”

Jiang Lan looked at Xie Muyun with distrust, this old man was "invited" by Tu Tu and a group of ghosts, and a quarter of an hour passed, and he didn't get angry at all.

The tip of the chin was raised high, and an attitude of reluctance to deal with it was clearly written on his face.