Increasing longevity and selling Guanzi, what else can Luo Fan do?

I've been led by this guy along the way. It turns out that the little white face just doesn't have a good heart. But at the critical moment, the problem had to rely on the bad eyes of the little white face, and Luo Fan's anger could only be endured.

"Then, you go out first, I'm going to be here alone for a while."

Zengshou looked at Xia County Ling.

"This ......"

Xia County Ling hesitated.

This is a house that has just died, let him stay here alone, what is the slightest thing, does he still want this county order black yarn hat? This is particularly difficult, and Xia County Ling does not dare to implement the truth.

"You go out, and I'll stay...... Together"

Rowan said.

Zengshou smiled.

Everyone stared at his face at that moment, this is a goblin! What does it mean to look back and smile at Bai Meisheng! A person with such a smile is willing to take care of him and indulge him, regardless of gender!

No one knows what Luo Fan thinks at the moment: everyone goes out of Beijing together, like a grasshopper on a rope, although you are an outcast of the palace, but that is also for Prince Cheng, what really happened, he can't deal with it, the relationship between the Queen Mother of the Two Palaces and Prince Cheng has become more and more delicate, Luo Fan does not dare to be a touchstone to test their relationship, so he can only keep an eye on longevity and let him not have an accident.

His face was as pale as iron, and there was no ripple on his face at all.

But everyone looked at him with an indescribable ambiguous expression, as if to say don't pretend, we all understand, Lin Shanchang had a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes kept turning around on his and Zengshou faces when he went out.

Zeng Shou deliberately winked at him, a pair of peach blossom eyes rippled, Lin Shanchang was in a trance and almost hit the door frame, Zeng Shou also shouted: "Stay away, don't disturb the good things of the master." ”

Junko dragged Chu Qi out with all his might, and the latter tried to grab the door frame in a vain attempt to take a few more looks, but unfortunately Junko had no pity for the jade.

The two of them were the only ones left in the room now.

Luo Fan stood in the doorway, watching what he was going to do.

He thought that Zeng Shou had found Zhang Kexin's ghost in the room again, probably to drive everyone away, so he could ask, but he didn't expect Zeng Shou to suddenly hook his hand at him: "Come, help me push this Eight Immortals Table to ...... Oh, just push it here. ”

Luo Fan obediently pushed the Eight Immortals Table to the pillar he pointed to, and after pushing it, he saw Zengshou looking up at the wall, and asked, "You can't push it yourself?" ”

"I'm a messenger, how can I do such physical work." Zeng Shou said that his hand was on his shoulder, and Luo Fan's body shook: "What are you doing?" ”

"Hey, give me a hand, I have to go up."

Mashou's hand pressed his shoulder and jumped onto the table with a whoosh.

"Hey, what are you doing at the table?"

"What? I don't know how to dance on the table, investigate the case, Kuroko. Zeng Shou got on the table and continued to look up.

"What's on the wall?"

Luo Fan looked up and asked, "What did you find?" ”

"Come up and see for yourself." Zengshou handed down to pull him to the table, but Luo Fan ignored it and jumped up himself. When I got on the table, I found that the table was small, and why was it so awkward for the two to stand facing each other.

Zeng Shou suddenly turned around, turned his back to him, pointed to the pillar and said, "Look what this is." ”

The pillar cracked from above, the crack downwards, but not through. The cracked part of Zengshou's finger was probably below Luo Fan's chest, and Zengshou said, "Do you see anything?" ”

When he spoke, his body leaned back slightly, and Luo Fan hurriedly moved back quietly, not wanting to get too close to him, and shook his head: "What?" ”

"Luo Qingtian!"

Zengshou's voice raised: "Give me your dagger." ”

Luo Fan continued to shake his head: "I never disdain to use such a small method. ”

Zengshou's expression froze, and he suddenly bent over, his buttocks against Luo Fan, who was caught off guard and was almost squeezed off the table by him: "What are you doing?" ”

"What are you doing, Xiao Xiao digging a dagger, why don't you help me get it?" It turned out that the longevity dagger was hidden in the boot and needed to be bent down to take it out. The space on the table is limited, and as soon as he bent over like this, he directly stuck to Luo Fan, and Luo Fan was just about to jump down, when he heard Zengshou say: "The thickness of the knife handle is about the same, it's no problem to insert it in." ”

As he spoke, he got up and plunged a dagger into the crack.

"No, plug in, how did he pull it out when he came down?"

Zengshou stared at the dagger.

The cold dagger was facing him, and Luo Fan hurriedly reached out to protect his chest: "You go back a little bit, like this...... Scary. ”

"If you stand here and press back, won't the dagger go into your body?" Zengshou gestured, the dagger was too close to him, Luo Fan looked frightened, pulled out the dagger behind him and asked, "What do you mean Zhang Kexin is...... Suicide. ”

"Yes, you see, there are blood stains on this pillar, as if it was gently wiped by something, there are a few drops of blood on the ground, on this table, there are several bloody handprints stacked, look at the direction of this handprint, it is caused by reaching out and grabbing the edge of the table. How should Zhang Kexin struggle when he dies to leave these traces" The answer is that it was grasped by his hands. ”

Luo Fan has such a picture in his heart. Zhang Kexin pushed the Eight Immortals Table under the pillar, climbed onto the table, stuffed the dagger into the crack of the pillar, and then walked to the edge of the table and fell back fiercely.

How determined a man must be to think of dying in this way!

"Zhang Kexin is half a head shorter than you, this position ......"

Zengshou stretched out his hand and scratched Luo Fan's chest, and Luo Fan trembled: "Don't make trouble, itchy." ”

"So you're afraid of itching?"

He laughed again.

Luo Fan turned his face away: "What do you mean, this position is just right for the wound on Zhang Kexin's back." ”

"Yes, if you want to stuff this dagger tighter, just wrap the edge of the dagger with a cloth, and the end of the cloth is in his own hand, hit it hard, and then pull the cloth away with all his might, and the blood on the edge of the dagger is also absorbed by the cloth, and he pulls the cloth down with all his might, and the strip of cloth touches the pillar, forming this kind of wipe-like bloodstain, and he has no time to care about these blood stains, with a dagger stuck in his back, he endures the pain and jumps off the table, and pushes the table back with all his might, and there is blood on his hands, and these blood stains are formed on the table, and then he falls to the ground, Just lie here. ”

Zengshou jumped off the table and pointed to the place where the table was, where there were still blood stains on the green bricks that had not been wiped clean.

"What's the problem? How much sin was suffered? Luo Fan also jumped off the table, walked around the pillar, and suddenly asked, "Just now I thought you were going to find Zhang Kexin to ask about the situation." ”

"Thanks to you, now I can only take the initiative to find me with all kinds of ghosts, I can't go to them, and those ghosts are weird, most of my soul has been lost, and what I said is also a cloud and mountain fog cover, I don't understand it at all." Zengshou sighed, "You hurt me badly, so it's your fate to be a grasshopper on the same rope as me." ”

"Why did he do that?"

Luo Fan didn't see what Zhang Kexin was like when he was alive, only his corpse was seen.

A scholar who was weak and weak, lying on that thin layer, how could he use such a resolutely painful way...... Suicide.

"I didn't want to live anymore, and I didn't have the courage to drag the person I hated to die, so I had to kill myself, and before I died, I tried to pull everyone he hated in, and everyone went to hell together." Zengshou snapped his fingers, "He is a ruthless person, a scholar can have such a mind, no wonder Cen Guopu is nicknamed Cen to shave his head, it is really terrible for a scholar to be ruthless." ”

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