It was already dark, and a moon hung in the sky, clear as water, shining coldly on the earth. No sorrow or joy, stay out of the way.

Tonight is even more cloudless, and the silver plate turns to the sky. The birds are singing and the trees are in chaos.

Under the moon, the shadows were sufficient, and the people standing in front of Tianxiang Tower all looked nervously at the row of people standing in front.

One by one, the line of people was putting their hands into a black clay pot. And the unique black pattern of the clay pot is also intimidating.

The two maidservants watching from the sidelines whispered: "Do you think this black clay pot can really distinguish who is telling the truth and who is telling a lie?" ”

Of course, none of the servant girls in this row of servants who stood up admitted that the croton water was put by themselves. That must have been someone lying.

"Looking at the serious face of the owner of the piano workshop, it doesn't seem to be fake."

"But how can there be such a miraculous thing, whoever tells a lie, and reaches in and touches the bottom of the jar, his hand will stick black. It's incredible. ”

"We'll see."

The owner of the piano workshop didn't seem to be in a hurry, and asked those who were suspicious to go to the clay pot one by one to try. Look at the man's reaction.

When it was Bizhu's turn, she cautiously reached into it. Wan Ying saw her trembling hands being eaten by the clay pot. Then it pulled out again. She looked at her hand to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary, and let out a sigh of relief. Wan Ying saw it in her eyes and chuckled.

"Okay, let's see who the black sheep and the liar are."

It was Wanying's turn to reveal the answer, and everyone was waiting to see what happened.

"Stretch out your hand."

The seven men stretched out their hands and waited for Wan Ying's inspection. Even Bizhu confidently stretched out her hand.

And the people looked at each other, for none of the seven had black hands. Is there no one who is lying, but someone else?

Wanying walked down, she looked confident. Then one by one, I looked at the hands of the seven men. Finally stopped in front of Bizhu.

"Bizhu, you say it again, did you do anything in today's refreshments?"

Suddenly, Wan Ying asked sharply. Bizhu couldn't help but get nervous.

"No, no! My hands didn't turn black! I'm not lying! ”

Bizhu gritted her teeth and replied loudly, refusing to admit it.

"Then it's up to me to expose your lies." Wanying said unhurriedly, completely ignoring Bizhu's fierce rebuttal.

She took out the black clay pot with a strange pattern, and then "snapped" and smashed it to the ground. Everyone watched as they watched, and the broken clay pot became countless pieces, followed by a burst of white powder. It turned out to be ordinary flour.

Wan Ying asked the seven people to raise their hands to show everyone, except for Bizhu, the other six people each had white powder on their hands. And Bizhu's hands are clean and there is nothing.

Bizhu found out that there was something strange in it, it was not good, she fell for Wanying's plan!

She said before that her hands would stick black when she touched the bottom of the can, just to confuse her. She actually wants to see, who doesn't dare to touch the bottom of the can. And she has completely lost the ability to argue.

Pu Rou, who reacted, had already understood Wanying's strategy: "Bizhu, if you are not humble, why don't you dare to touch the bottom of the can?" ”

Bizhu was speechless. Cold sweat oozed from his head. She looked around, and everyone looked at her with scrutinizing eyes, and she panicked and went up there to see the eyes of a man.

Wanying followed her gaze and saw that it was Chu Yanjun's direction, but it was Zhu Ling'er standing behind Chu Yanjun. Wan Ying saw the expressions of the two, both of which were worth playing.

Chu Yanjun's always arrogant eyes looked into the void and completely ignored Bizhu, even though this was her maidservant. And Ling'er's expression was even more interesting, she smiled slightly, as if she was watching a good show.

Lin Jiangyue was condescending and asked coldly, "Who instructed you?" ”

Bizhu looked at Chu Yanjun in despair, it was obvious that she didn't want to protect her. A cruel look quickly appeared in that desperate eye.

"Auntie, you also know that I am a maidservant of the dance workshop. What the master asked me to do, how could I not do it. As he spoke, he looked up at Chu Yanjun. The hatred in his eyes was clear.

Chu Yanjun looked at Bizhu indifferently: "You did something wrong last time, I had already planned to send you out." And the face bites me back here? ”

Lin Jiangyue naturally knew that this involved the dance workshop, but she didn't expect that it was Chu Yanjun who was directly involved.

Bizhu smiled bitterly: "Heh, owner, if you hadn't let me tell me, I wouldn't have been kicked out if I did this." How can I take a risk? I only found out today that you are such a person who crosses the river, demolishes the bridge, unloads the mill and kills the donkey! ”

Chu Yanjun was also very angry: "You don't want to talk nonsense!" I, Chu Yanjun, swear, have never told you this! ”

What Chu Yanjun said was conclusive, and the two sides insisted on their own words, and they couldn't distinguish who was true and who was fake for a while.

Wanying's heart is not good, such entanglement is not a way.

She was about to continue to ask Bizhu, but Bizhu suddenly became excited.

"I, Bizhu, have always done my duty, and I think I have no place to be sorry for the dance studio, and now I am cornered. I won't let you go! Wait for you! After a sprint, no one reacted, and Bizhu slammed into the steps next to her. Blood splattered on the spot.

Wan Ying's heart was not good, and then she looked at the expressions of Chu Yanjun and Ling'er. Chu Yanjun flashed a hint of surprise, and then returned to indifference. Ling'er was proud. And the coral, which is hiding in invisibility, breathes a sigh of relief.

Oh no, it's a trilegate to kill three birds with one stone!

Not only did he calculate himself, but he even brought Chu Yanjun with him! How did you forget that Zhu Ling'er is a master who is good at killing people with a knife!

Wan Ying hurriedly looked at Bizhu in the pool of blood, and when she snorted, she was already out of breath. Bizhu is also a fierce woman, if it weren't for such a world, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

What a shame.

Lin Jiangyue asked people to clean up Bizhu's body, and for Chu Yanjun, they had no conclusive evidence to dispose of her. After all, Chu Yanjun is also a character with deep roots in Lianxiangyuan. But Wanying knew that the real mastermind behind the scenes was actually Zhu Ling'er. And now, there is no proof of death.

The crowd dispersed, and a farce ended with such a result, which no one expected.

Wanying sighed, today's incident was a miscalculation by her. Although it was not calculated, it did not let the bad guys get the punishment they deserved.

Well, today's concert went well.

Tonight it rained heavily, and it became cold. Wan Ying dreamed of Bizhu's terrible appearance before she died. She woke up from her dream, and the sound of rain crackling outside her window. In the morning, it tends to gradually decrease.

It's late autumn.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. When the time comes, the Yaochi Xianle Club of Lianxiangyuan will also come. Who will you meet this year? What will happen?