He said to Lu Ling: "When I was checking the second courtyard, the soles of my feet slipped when I entered the door, and I didn't pay attention to it in a hurry at that time, but now I react." ”

"Oh?" Lu Ling leaned back in his chair.

He raised his hand and slowly spread out his palm: "It's not that I didn't walk steadily, but I stepped on something." ”

Lu Ling sat upright and looked at his palm.

It was a bamboo whistle, exquisitely made, with a smooth fracture and smooth curves, just stained with mud.

Yang Lianqi just came in and deliberately didn't want anyone to lead him, and secretly took a trip to pick up this thing in his hand, maybe Lu Ling didn't look at him at all, and it just so happened that the courtyard was not locked.

Lu Ling's gaze changed slightly, and soon returned to normal: "What can a whistle mean?" ”

Chapter 122 of "And the East Wind Releases Paper Kites" Who is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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