"Xiao Jing'er asked me to bring people and talk to you, and put these two children in a room alone." Shi Cangshu handed over the two unconscious children to Chu Jiadao.

"Alone? Oh, okay. Although the Chu family was a little puzzled, they also knew that Chi Jing had her intentions in arranging it like this.

Just as he was about to leave, the stone boy stopped him again.

"Hey."

He stopped, looked back at Shi Cangshu, and asked him with his eyes.

Shi Cangshu looked at the older child on the Chu family's arm, and his eyes sank.

A discerning person can know at a glance that the poison on the two children in front of him has attacked his heart. But the little sister didn't know what method she used, so that all the toxins in the other parts of the two children's bodies had gone, and only the poison that invaded the heart remained, but the two children were still breathing.

He didn't know why he couldn't help but kill when he saw this child - he always had a vague thought, this child should not be alive, it should die at his hands.

"Well, Xiao Jing'er also said that if you tie up these two babies, you have to lock the door." Shi Cangshu lied with an unchanged expression.

"Is this really what Miss Chi said?" When the Chu family heard this, they didn't believe it very much.

How could Miss Chi be such a kind person to treat two sick children like this?

Shi Cangshu was suffocated, of course it wasn't what the little junior sister said! "Of course! What did I lie to you! ”

"Okay." Tie up? Some of the second monks of the Chu family were confused, but they still went to rummage through the cabinets and began to look for some thinner ropes...

The meaning is just tied, do you still need to use hemp rope?

Shi Cangshu saw the Chu family tie up the child with his own eyes, and the door was locked with a lock, so he was relieved to go back to rest.

I don't know if the little sister bought what she wants... No, when will you be back?

I didn't want to chat with the people in the courtyard, and I didn't want to care about taking care of those children, so Shi Cangshu, who was bored, suddenly slapped his thigh: Yes! He might as well wait for his sister to come back and write a letter to his brothers!

…

"My most respected brothers, seeing words are like faces, Cangshu misses my brothers very much..."

The slender, fair-skinned hand, which looked better than the woman, put the chopsticks aside, and spread the note taken out of the wine on the white paper, and then looked softly at the words on the note.

At this look, he couldn't help but start pinching his eyebrows again.

He could now be sure that their little junior brother really had itchy skin...

Shi Cangshu actually used the carrier pigeon they used to pass on the clues of the little junior sister to each other and write a letter to them...

"Senior brothers, do you know that there is a coffin bearer here, and the coffin bearer rents a large courtyard, and there are many children in the courtyard..."

"They are all poor people who have fallen into the hands of human traffickers and been tortured in every way, with broken hands and feet, stupid and stupid..."

"It's impossible to cure..."

"I was bitten by a centipede... Salivating with a... Brother knows why he uses a rooster instead of a hen..."

"I don't know why I've been losing my memory lately... Panic..."

"I want to eat pigeon meat..."

After a cold war, junior brother is in... At... Coquetry?

The beautiful finger picked up the hard inkstone in front of him, and with a slight squeeze of his hand, the inkstone shattered in response.

Little junior brother of Atractylodes, this house is very well written, very good...

He threw away the inkstone, which was worth a thousand gold, and moved his fingers, the joints between his fingers crackling.

Senior brother, I've decided to fulfill you...

…

"Ahh

Shi Cangshu sneezed loudly, but there was still an itch in his nose, so he had to rub his nose vigorously.

Why is it suddenly getting colder? With a chill in his back, he stopped his pen, looked at the half-written letter, and decided to dress himself first.

Warmer with a cloak, he sat down again and picked up his pen.

Thinking of the little junior sister, his face was full of joy, and the senior brothers must be very happy to know the news!

After writing and whistling out of the window, a white and chubby pigeon did not stop at the window, as usual, but directly on his arm.

Shi Cangshu was stunned for a moment, the pigeons raised by their Qimen were particularly cold and arrogant, and they were also very knowledgeable and interesting, and they would not have too close physical contact with them.

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, when did this little pigeon become so familiar with him?

If he remembers correctly, he hasn't reported to his brothers for half a year, and today is the first time in half a year.

He looked down at the letter in his hand, which had been rolled into a small roll of paper by himself, and was about to tie it to the pigeon's leg.

When did he finish writing? When was it rolled up?

He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

Sorry, re-update after 12 o'clock. He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

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He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

Sorry, re-update after 12 o'clock.

He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

Sorry, re-update after 12 o'clock.

He suddenly looked up at the pigeon that was still standing on his arm, as if waiting for him to reach out and pet it, and his eyes were cold.

Sorry, re-update after 12 o'clock.

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