"In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people......" Ye Sheng read it a few times, and he read it a little loudly, as if he deliberately wanted me to listen carefully.

This verse, why is it so familiar, it seems that someone has read it - there is my name in it, who read it to me, why did Qin Zheng leave such a verse in my hand?

Yesheng said softly: "In this poem, there is my name." ”

After being quiet for a while, Yesheng said in a flat tone, "It's too messy, I know you have a lot of things to sort out, I'll go back to the room first." ”

No one said anything, Xia Xia helped the night sound and left.

Han San smiled and sighed, "Hey, now, she's really angry." I don't think anything can make up for her disappointment. ”

Song Lingjian didn't answer, but asked in another direction, "When did you come?" ”

"After discovering the picture scroll, I was worried that Sister Fei was in danger, so I came right away."

My heart kept sinking, the man who had come a long time ago and stood at the door without saying a word was indeed drifting, he watched a farce from beginning to night, and there was no reaction.

"You've been standing next to you for a long time, and you're not going to do anything, aren't you?" Han Sanxiao was very dissatisfied.

"He won't hurt Sister Fei." Hai Piao sighed.

"But he hates Yan Cuo very much, and he is very likely to kill him!" Han San laughed loudly.

"Sister Fei wants to protect Yan Cuo, and Qin Zheng will not hurt Yan Cuo." Hai Piao still doesn't have the slightest temper.

"You know again?" Han Sanxiao was very unhappy.

"I know." Hai Piao sighed again and did not continue to explain.

I was lying on a small bed, my whole body was weak, my brain was empty, and I didn't know what to think.

They came into the room and it was quiet.

"All the injuries I suffered just now were skin injuries, and Qin Zheng really didn't take a heavy hand." Song Lingjian was seeing Yan Cuo.

Han San smiled and asked her, "Do you really believe that it was Qin Zhengxia's killer?" ”

"After all, he knows better than anyone else. Including whether Jin Niang was accused of the real cause of death of her throat - or that question, why didn't she kill sooner or later, but chose this time to kill. A grudge balance that has been balanced for a long time will not be easily broken. ”

"He may not be the real murderer, but he is an accomplice." Hai Piao answered.

"Oh?"

He knew about Jin Niang's death, but he didn't make a noise, but covered it up, and he is still willing to admit the crime. I just don't want us to find out the real culprit. ”

"Then who do you say is the real murderer?"

"Someone we don't know. Maybe he didn't want to help him, but he didn't want to put Sister Fei in danger. "Hai Piao speaks with a straight and round tone, and his head is the way.

"You're saying that the real murderer may be bad for Yan Fei?" Han San smiled thoughtfully.

Didn't Qin Zheng confess his guilt? How can you blame others again?

Hai Piao said: "When Qin Zheng confessed to killing, did you notice his eyes? ”

"What looks?"

"Resentful, sad, lost, and lonely."

"How can he have so many eyes in one moment? What does that mean? Han San smiled and hummed.

Hai Piao took a breath away: "That look tells me that he doesn't want her to die." ”

"The two of them have been trapped for so many years, one side dies, the other party is free, and if it is me, I dream that the other party will die first." Han San smiled heartlessly.

"But Qin Zheng is not rare and free." Sea Drift Road.

Qin Zheng is indeed not rare, maybe he needs a kind of maintenance that can give him a belonging, so first my father, then us, he has been guarding us.

"Even if it's not rare, I don't like to be held back by others. What's more, they already have a vendetta. Han San smiled and said indifferently.

Haipiao said: "After I discovered that the man in the portrait was Qin Zheng, I immediately came here. At that time, Qin was arguing with two people. ”

"Which two?"

"Mrs. Yan, there is another man."

"What man?"

"I've seen it, but I'm not familiar with it. But he had given Yan the wrong thing, and that was the button on his wrist. ”

The sea drift has already come

"Meng-Meng Wu?!" Han Sanxiao was surprised, yes, they didn't know that Meng Wu had such a big connection with this.

"Listening to their conversations, I think they've known each other for a long time. So there is a reason why the man who gave Yan the wrong button has been close to Sister Fei over the years. At least he knew Mrs. Yan, but he pretended not to. "Hai Piao only guessed these based on what he just said.

"Qin is in this year, and it's not just because he is trapped in the foggy slope. And neither is Jin Niang. They have a common purpose, that is, the two women in the embroidery village: Sister Fei and Mrs. Yan. Jin Niang has a feud with the Yan family, but Qin Zheng is not, he tries his best to protect Xiuzhuang, so for so many years, even after Jin Niang's death, he has refused to leave, and even took the risk of living in Xiuzhuang when he was injured. Hai Piao continued.

"What did the three of them say?" Han Sanxiao was very interested.

"Maybe something happened before, Mrs. Yan has always refused to forgive Qin Zheng and is bent on driving him away. However, Qin Zheng has always been obsessed with Yan Cuo's corruption of the Yan family's bloodline, she is worried that Sister Fei will be victimized again, and insists on killing Yan Cuo. Hai Piao concluded.

It seems that these involve the grievances of the previous generation, what kind of grudges can make a woman give up her youth to take revenge? Maybe only ask Mrs. Yan to know. I thought that Uncle Yan's generosity and righteousness should be invincible in the world—I mean, there was no enemy. Han San paused with a smile and said.

"Good and evil are natural enemies, and no one in this world is invincible." Song Lingjian said coldly.

Han San smiled and said, "Just kidding, you always take it so seriously." ”

"Is Mrs. Yan sick?" Hai Piao asked.

"Sick? I haven't heard of it. "Although Song Lingjian understands medical skills, he rarely sees people.

To be honest, I don't know if my mother is sick, but I think she often has a bad memory.

"I think she's sick, her memory is deteriorating, and I'm worried that I don't remember anyone anymore. Perhaps, we should find her a doctor. "The sea drift can also be seen.

"When people get old, they always have a bad memory, and there is nothing to look good for." Song Lingjian bluntly rejected Hai Piao's proposal, she was usually very vigilant, and such a refusal could only show that she didn't want to care.

After being silent for a while, Song Lingjian asked, "Have you noticed the spiral knife that Qin Zheng flew out of Shangguan Yan's men just now?" ”

Han San smiled: "Huh? Yes! Oh, I see. I didn't see it clearly. It's too fast. ”

"Why did Shangguan Yan's two subordinates see that spinning knife as if they had lost their souls? Previously, when Qin Zheng didn't use the spinning knife, the killing moves of the two were already slow, and after Qin Zheng came out of the spinning knife, they completely lost any fighting spirit. Qin Zheng didn't make a killing move, but none of them dared to step forward again. Not only that, but he deliberately prevented Shangguan Yan from coming forward to pursue him. Could it be that these two people are related to Qin Zheng? What does the rotor represent? "Subtle things, Song Lingjian is always very persistent.

What stayed on Qin Zheng's shoulder was not a butterfly, but a rotating knife.

"Qin Zheng is far away, and it's unlikely that he will tell you. Why don't you go and ask those two black-faced uncles? Han San laughed.

Song Lingjian didn't make a sound, probably too lazy to pay attention to Han Sanxiao.

"Where are you going?" Han San asked with a smile.

"I can ask someone if I remember." Song Lingjian seemed to be leaving.

"Who?"

"Chapter single."

"Carpenter?"

"That's right."

"You asked him about the spinner? He's a carpenter, not a blacksmith! ”

Song Lingjian smiled: "Indeed, the matter of the rotary knife is still asked to the blacksmith." But don't forget, the Yinxiu comb table in Qin Zhengwupo's house is made of wood. ”

Yinxiu combs the table, Qin Zheng also has one?! As mentioned in Zhangdan, Dad has two combing tables, one of which is half-useless. The most successful one was supposed to be given to the mother, but the mother said no, and then I don't know where to put it, and I don't know where to go for the other one - Qin Zheng has one of them, and it seems that my father has a good relationship with him.

Song Lingjian walked out of the next room, and I held my breath, for fear that she would notice that there was someone in this room.

"Oh, by the way, what Qin Zheng said about Yan Fei's long-term poison and illness, did you always know about it?" Han Sanxiao hurriedly chased after him and asked.

They stopped at the door of the study, Song Lingjian did not answer, and his clothes were torn by the wind.

Han San asked with a smile, in a sad tone: "If it's just poisoning, is there any chance that she will get better?" ”

Song Lingjian replied slowly and desperately, "I don't know. ”

"You don't know at this time? ——" Han San smiled and said hurriedly, "This choke can pull out poison, so will Yan Fei be able to wear it——"

"No, you can't." Song Lingjian interrupted directly.

"I don't know, I don't know, what do you mean?" Han San laughed loudly and blamed, and the footsteps suddenly became chaotic, as if someone was pulling someone back to the next room, and with a bang, who still forced the door shut.

Song Lingjian said coldly: "I said I don't know, because I'm not sure." I'm just a hunter, rust is a strange poison in the world, whether anyone in this world has developed its antidote is still unknown, how can I guarantee you? ”

I held my breath, because they were standing on the edge of the little partition wall where I was, just across the wall from me, and there was a little hole in my wall somewhere, what if they found out?

Song Lingjian continued, obviously her voice also carried an annoying anger: "I said no, because the rust has long been integrated with her, just like the rust has entered the iron core, and Yan Cuo has just been infected with its poison, his body is strong, and his bones and blood still reject the rust, so he can naturally be sucked out by the wrist buckle." Are you satisfied? ”

My eyes are hot, yes, if what Qin Zheng said is true, then I am a poisonous body, I grew up eating poison, and those poisons have long been fused with my blood and bones, Han San smiled, don't blame Song Lingjian.

Yes, I understand such a simple truth, how can you not understand Han Sanxiao? Or is he unwilling to understand?

Han San smiled and said softly: "If there is really no way, she may not be able to last a few years." ”

Song Lingjian did not answer.

They stood still like this for a while, I was about to die of exhaustion, Song Lingjian said gloomily: "I will find a way." ”

It's like a reassurance, and it's like a comfort.