Chapter 171: The First Black Store in the Rivers and Lakes 06

As soon as she hid, a girl with a veil and a piano in her arms returned to her room.

Wen Xia keenly smelled a hint of blood.

The smell was very light, and it was not that the girl was injured, but that her coat or piano was stained with blood.

Wen Xia hated that the position where he hid in a hurry was not very good, and it was inconvenient to observe.

The girl put down the piano and went to the window to check it.

Wen Xia felt that she should be the owner of this room, Yuelian.

Seeing that the simple mechanism on the window was intact, Yuelian breathed a sigh of relief.

After changing her clothes, Yuelian took something and left the room again.

Wen Xia just came out, and she had a rough look at the house when she was rummaging before.

Even if she didn't go over, she wrote down everything she put on the table.

So I quickly noticed that a book was missing from the desk.

Wen Xia frowned slightly, the room was too big, and there were many things on the table, and they were placed very neatly.

Afraid that someone would find out that there were traces of movement, Wen Xia was much slower when he rummaged through.

She hadn't even looked through the desk, and she didn't know what the book that had been taken away was.

Wen Xia picked up the few remaining books on the desk.

All are common, easy-to-buy books that don't seem to be anything special.

Or is it a book with a letter or something like that?

Otherwise, why was Yuelian so careful when she took it away.

The candlelight was dim, and I wanted to see it more carefully, and after a while, I felt tired from my eyes.

Fortunately, Wen Xia really found a book, almost in the middle, and a few pages were hollowed out.

Wen Xia paused for a moment, remembering that in the past, some people would just be hollowed out of the middle of the book and put in items?

Looking at the depth of the hollowed-out book in my hand, I can't put anything.

But if Yuelian has a good skill in making human skin masks, the masks made are thin and natural.

Then fold it a little and put it here should be just right.

In other words, this is what the moon lotus used to pass the human skin mask?

The one she took just now should be the latest single skin mask to be bought and sold.

Wen Xia frowned and continued to rummage, finding a list in the dark compartment on the bed.

The cover of the roster has a dark pattern that resembles a bat.

When I opened it again, it was the name of the person who bought the mask from her recorded by Yuelian, the date of the transaction, the price, and even the original appearance of the buyer and the appearance of the mask.

Wen Xia quickly memorized the contents of the list in his mind and put things back in place.

Then she went to check the clothes that Yuelian had changed and the piano she had brought back.

There were a few drops of blood on his clothes, a broken string, and a modified piano to shoot poison needles.

And the needle in the piano is gone.

Probably just used.

Where did Yuelian go just now? Kill whom? Where are you going now?

Wen Xia put things back in place and cleaned up all traces of herself.

Because the mechanism of the window is inside, Wen Xia left a small paper man, and when she goes out, the paper man will restore the mechanism, and then follow Yuelian.

Wen Xia roughly searched around the Flower Butterfly Pavilion and did not find the Moon Lotus, but found that there were many secret rooms in the Flower Butterfly Pavilion.

Wen Xia didn't dare to go in rashly to investigate, only wrote down the layout and decoration of the Flower Butterfly Pavilion, and waited for her to go back and make a map, so that she could study and study it again.

Tonight's mission is completed, and Wen Xia returns to Red Sleeves' room.

Redsleeves is having a lot of fun in the hallucination.

Wen Xia used the points to buy some things from the system and arrange the traces that should be in the room.

This is not a serious system, it is difficult to find serious, practical and affordable things, and there are a lot of strange props.

Wen Xia finished complaining about the system, and the room was almost furnished.

She hurriedly spread her hair, took off her coat, put away the paper figure, and then dispelled the illusion of Red Sleeves very naturally.

When Red Sleeves opened his eyes, he saw the back of Wen Xia wearing clothes.

She wrapped around her like a snake, and there was a charm all over her body.

"Why doesn't Childe wait until dawn before leaving?"

Wen Xia is like a ruthless scumbag, with a cold face and red sleeves.

"There's something going on at home."

After Wen Xia finished speaking, her clothes were also dressed, she tied up her long hair casually, and left with a serious face.

Red Sleeves has seen a lot of hypocrites like her.

When he saw the silver on the table, he didn't get up to chase her.

Now Red Sleeves still feels very sour and soft.

This young man is just energetic.

Redsleeves yawned and rang the bell at the bedside.

Soon a little maid came in, and the red sleeves said lazily, "Prepare water, I want to bathe." ”

The little maid peeked at the red marks on her body and withdrew with a red face.

When Wen Xia returned home, a little paper man soon brought hot water in to facilitate her bathing.

Wen Xia changed his clothes, removed the face-changing illusion on his face, and as soon as he entered the water, he smelled a familiar sour smell.

"Have fun at the Butterfly Pavilion?"

Wen Xia felt that she was probably dizzy by the fragrance of the Flower Butterfly Pavilion.

In normal times, she must have been squatting in the water.

Right now......

Wen Xia turned around generously, "Old Song, wash together~"

Although I don't like the hallucination that Wen Xia gave to Red Sleeves.

But the meat delivered to the door still has to be eaten.

……

The next day, Wen Xia didn't wake up until the afternoon.

As soon as he saw Song Minyu dressed in white and looking like a handsome boy, Wen Xia hehe laughed twice.

"What are you doing, it's not like you haven't seen it." Song Minyu said funny.

In the ancient world before, he was the son of a family with a very strict family education.

It's similar to what he looks like now, except that he is younger in that world.

Wen Xia shook his head, "You don't understand, now this has a soul." ”

Song Minyu hooked the corners of her mouth happily.

"Hungry? I'll take you to dinner. ”

Wen Xia rubbed his waist, it was a little sore, but it was not so bad that he couldn't get out of bed.

Getting up slowly, Wen Xia talked about his discoveries and speculations last night while eating.

After she finished speaking, Song Minyu expressed her opinion.

Then he suddenly asked Wen Xia, "Are you going to go tonight?" ”

Where to?

Flower Butterfly Pavilion.

Wen Xia wants to go, after all, the young lady inside is really good-looking.

But looking at Lao Song's face, Wen Xia shook his head, "I left the paper people inside, and they will send news back, so I won't go." ”

Song Minyu touched her dog's head with relief.

The vinegar smell disappeared instantly.

When Wenxia finished eating, a carrier pigeon flew in.

Song Minyu stared at Wen Xia after reading the note.

Wen Xia asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Minyu took out a stack of silver tickets and handed them to Wen Xia.

"What are you doing?" Wen Xia's head was full of question marks.

Song Minyu: "I smashed your inn when my subordinates were doing errands." ”

What the?

Wen Xia's eyes widened in shock.

My inn hasn't been open for so many days, why has it been smashed again?

Is this shop bad for feng shui?

Tomorrow, I'm going to get a formation.

It's not a way to get smashed like this.

"Is this compensation?"

Song Minyu nodded.

Wen Xia looked at the money, and then looked at Song Minyu, who was serious and not serious.

What else do they say among themselves?

And it's too much money.

Song Minyu looks at the sky and the earth, but he doesn't look at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and felt as if he was connected to Lao Song's brain circuit.

"I think the helper is extraordinary, so it's better to ......"

Wen Xia suddenly got stuck, what did she say later?

Song Minyu nodded without hesitation, "Okay, I'll let someone propose tomorrow!" ”

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