Ji Kefei took this hot potato. He drove the three children to the middle of the clearing, carried the washed and clean Ji Ying on the steps of the gazebo, and announced one thing: since the competition just now offended Yan'er, but after all, it did not cause any serious consequences, he repeatedly considered and decided to choose a child to be exempted from punishment. As for the choice, he had no choice but to suggest that they be given free requirement, and whoever could defeat the others would be spared punishment.

The game begins. The three children were afraid of being beaten, so they all used all their strength to try to beat each other down. In order to avoid punishment, the children who were beaten down on their stomachs struggled to get up and continue to fight. The three children were very happy wrestling, and Ji Kefei cheered up next to him from time to time: "Ji Heng, sweep the legs, yes, sweep the legs, attack him!" Yuhan, stand up, don't be discouraged! Okay, Chengyu, left hook, the strength is too small, it's useless for the opponent to block your move, force! ……”

Ji Ying sat on the side, watching with boiling blood and cheering. Ji Xuanyi glanced at it from a distance, and finally smiled.

This "battle" was fought from morning to noon and into the afternoon. Yu Han was young, so he couldn't support it at first, and he collapsed on the ground and went straight to the air. There was an obvious purple spot on his originally white little fat face, which was left by Seungwoo's fist. His right nostril was bleeding, and it was Ji Heng's masterpiece.

Then it was Ji Heng who was defeated. Ji Heng's face was "colorful", and the crimson trimmed Shu brocade robe on his new upper body had been wrapped in soil so that it couldn't be seen, and it was tattered everywhere, and the blood jade embedded in the belt was also broken. He was beaten to the ground countless times, and this time he finally couldn't get up.

Chengyu didn't get much better, he also sat on the ground when he confirmed that Ji Heng couldn't stand up anymore. His neck collar was torn by Ji Heng, his face was scratched out of a slender cut by Yu Han, and the back of his hand was also rubbed with skin. Even if he won, Seungwoo didn't have the slightest pleasure.

After resting for a while, Ji Heng and Yu Han obediently walked over to accept the punishment. Ji Kefei looked at their embarrassed appearance, couldn't help laughing, and let Ji Ying hook their noses alone.

The three children were dumbfounded. It turns out that the punishment is this! It's a loss, we're still here to fight to the death, wouldn't it be nice to know that we would be punished obediently! But they dare not speak out in anger, who let them jump into other people's traps willingly?

Later, the injuries of the three naughty ghosts could not be healed for a long time, but when others asked about the reason, they all discussed it and kept silent, even if Li Xingzhi came back from the war and saw the scars on his eldest son's face that were no longer obvious, and asked the reason, Chengyu only prevaricated and said that he accidentally rubbed it in the pavilion.

The thoughts of the people whose thoughts are blown by the mild and fragrant wind of early summer are flying. Ji Ying touched the knife marks on the pillars and steps of the pavilion, and saw the persistent grass in the cracks, and couldn't help but palpitate, so she had to jump out of her memory. She touched her nose, it was not sore or painful, but why did the tears stop flowing?

She didn't dare to stay here any longer, and continued to walk inside. Walking through the plantain orchard and through the Moon Gate, a yard of begonias is blooming. The white petals with yellow edges flutter in the wind, like a nimble dancer, trying her best to show off her figure. The aroma filled the courtyard in an instant.

My grandfather likes plantains, and my uncle Ji Kefei likes begonias.

Legend has it that Ji Xuanyi once objected to Ji Kefei's preference for begonias, feeling that they were too feminine and not suitable for boys, so she always wanted to cut down these begonias and plant plum trees or willow trees, but Ji Kefei was strongly opposed.

Ji Xuanyi asked the reason, and Ji Kefei replied: "In the previous dynasty, Liu Zi Zeng Yun, 'The graceful posture makes spring love, and Mei borrows the wind and willow to borrow light. The planting place is quiet and suitable for the wild water, and the opening time is as clear as possible. And the fragrance of the night rain is still there, and the rouge can't be painted. The poet has no intention of brushing the theme, and he still seems to be melancholy. 'Begonia has the grace of plum and the lightness of willow, it is fragrant through the rain, and the veins are affectionate, what kind of plum and willow trees are planted? ”

Ji Xuanyi muttered a few words of "crooked reasoning", but finally left them.

There is a small courtyard at the end of the Begonia Pavilion, which has always been clean, with many precious and delicate potted plants, and orchids are the majority. A clear spring is dotted with pebbles and clumps of bamboo. It was Ji Shu's yard, but Ji Ying didn't dare to go over now, she was afraid that there would be any changes there, and she was afraid that there would be no changes there.

It's getting dark, it's time to go back.

I really don't know what's wrong with this old man Jia, he obviously bought the yard but didn't come to live there, and no one took care of it, and he didn't even lock the gate. After I go back, I must ask Duanmu to ask again to see if I can find Master Jia, discuss with him, and sell the yard to her.

Thinking like this, Ji Ying reluctantly walked back.

Suddenly, there was a sound of stones colliding in the plantain orchard next to him, and a crisp echo echoed in the empty yard, which disturbed Ji Ying's heart.

Ji Ying has always disbelieved in the theory of ghosts and gods, even if it is now sunset. Even if there were really ghosts and gods, Ji Ying would only feel excited rather than afraid, because her grandfather must have known what had happened back then, and it would be nice if they could really tell her the truth. Ji Ying hoped to see her mother in her dreams countless times, asking her what was in the letter back then, and why it caused the disaster, but it was impossible to achieve it. It is as if the people who have passed away have never been in this world, leaving no trace.

Since they are not ghosts and gods, they are real people. Who could it be? That Boss Jia? She has just been calling for a long time, why no one answered? Was it the one who followed her in? Duanmu was guarding the door, and he shouldn't let any suspicious people in. Who could it be?

Ji Ying slowly walked towards the plantain garden, her gentle footsteps rubbing against the ground, making a slight noise, and she tried to ask, "Who?" Who's there? In the next Ji Ying took the liberty of bothering. ”

No one responded.

Ji Ying continued: "When I passed by the precious treasure land, I saw that the branches of the trees in the courtyard were hanging down to the outside of the wall, and they were full of it. ”

Still no one responded.

Ji Ying suddenly felt that she couldn't go any further. This place is a little strange, and it's better not to act rashly until you make a clear picture of what happened. Ji Ying bowed to the plantain garden. Quietly retreated.

Walking out of Ji Mansion, Ji Ying met Duanmu Lingfeng. Duanmu saw that Ji Ying's face was different, and asked, "What's wrong?" Have you met your master? ”

Ji Ying shook her head and said, "There doesn't seem to be anyone in the whole house. But ......"

"But what?"

"I don't think it's that simple. Although I should be cautious now, I still feel that the owner of this house has a lot to do with my Ji family. Brother Duanmu, please help me pay attention to who the owner of this courtyard is, what identity, and what background it is. Maybe we'll find some great clues. ”

"Okay, don't worry, I'll let the brothers in the dart game pay more attention when I go back."

I have to say how wise it was for Ji Ying not to act rashly. After Ji Ying left, two men in white robes came out. The leader was a man of about twenty-five years old, tall, with thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and a very heroic appearance. His right hand pressed on the hilt of a droplet-shaped jade sword spike hanging from it, and looked in the direction Ji Ying left, with a serious and puzzled expression. His entourage looked like they were in their early twenties, thin and short, with their swords still in their hands, ready to kill at any moment.

"Aqing," the man at the head sat down at a stone table, put down his sword, and ordered, "Go check and find out who this Ji Ying is." ”

"Yes, master!" Qing returned the sword to its scabbard and replied with his fists clenched. After that, he lowered his voice and said, "This courtyard has passed through the hands of so many people, it stands to reason that no one will find out our purpose, and they will not guess your identity, why did this person break in?" is still surnamed Ji, is it difficult to ......"

"No," Aqing's master said very firmly, "With Bo Weihou's cautious, suspicious and unsympathetic personality, he will never let the Ji family have descendants left in the world, and from what I know about the Ji family, the Ji family does not have children of the same age as Ji Ying." ”

Seeing the hateful look on his master's face, Ah Qing didn't dare to speculate further, and only said: "My subordinates will immediately send the brothers in the alliance to investigate his identity and report back to the master as soon as possible." ”

"Okay." The mysterious man suppressed the doubts and excitement in his heart, and instructed: "Don't let her notice anything, so as not to startle the snake, and don't hurt her." ”

"Yes!" Ah Qing clenched his fists and left.

In the empty courtyard, only a man in white remained, looking at the chessboard carved on the stone table.