On July 21, as soon as An Zeyang died, someone immediately succeeded to the throne, and reasonable people have made up their minds in their hearts, but no one dares to speak.

The newly appointed mansion lord is called An Huachi, who is only sixteen years old this year, and is An Zeyang's youngest son, who was originally not qualified, but he became the new lord of Xuanhua Mansion.

An Huachi likes to wear blue robes, and is proficient in music and rhythm and the Four Books and Five Classics, although he is young, he has a natural momentum.

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Liu Hanlin embroidered a pair of shoes for each of his family, but none of his own.

Chu Lan took out all the shoes from the ring and counted them carefully, there were thirteen in total, and Liu Hanlin said just now that this was the last shoe, which means that there was one more shoe on the left foot.

Well, one of these cases was not done by the embroidery thief. Which time will it be?

Chu Lan smashed his fist on the ground next to him, smashed a small pit not far from a few small mounds, and gently placed Liu Hanlin, who was already out of breath, in it.

The sun was very dazzling, the weather was very hot, there was a wind blowing, and Chu Lan also felt that the heat was terrible.

After putting Liu Hanlin's body into the pit, he found an embroidered shoe on his left foot, and the rest were all made into funeral goods for the family of seven.

Chu Lan buried the small pit, and now there is one more grave, large and small.

Then he walked to the side of the woods, broke a big tree with a punch, and the sword qi on the tyre of the steel sword spurted out, and in the blink of an eye, he had already cut it into long strips one after another.

Then he pointed to the sword and depicted the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on it.

"The tomb of the rivers and lakes and the hundred flowers of Liu Hanlin. ”

"The Tomb of Liu Hanlin's Beloved Wife"

"The Tomb of Liu Hanlin's Biological Father and Mother"

"The Tomb of Liu Hanlin's Parents"

“。。。。 ”

After doing all this, he picked some wild flowers and weeds on the mountain and sprinkled them aside.

Although the red-clothed thief had committed more than a dozen major crimes, Chu Lan was full of respect for him. Only then did all this exquisitely, Chu Lan bent down and bowed to the end.

Liu Hanlin did not reunite with his children and relatives during his lifetime, but now he gets together after his death, which may be the best ending.

"Ghosts and gods are terrible, and what is more terrible than ghosts and gods is the human heart. ”

"The culprit who is behind all this, your retribution is coming, and it is time to make a decision. ”

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In Xuanhua Mansion, everyone was dressed in white and socks, respectfully hanging An Zeyang, the previous lord of the mansion, the entire Xuanhua Mansion was buried in a depressive atmosphere, no one could have imagined that such a strong mansion lord would be killed and die young, and all the guards who participated in the patrol that day had been removed, and a new batch of guards were on top.

Anhua Pool, who was supposed to kneel in front of his father's mourning hall to guard filial piety, was pacing in the splendid and luxurious mansion. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was no sadness at all because of his father's death.

He wore a pale blue precious robe inlaid with precious jade and tattooed with koi fish, and his slender eyes were full of fanaticism and deliberately concealed excitement. Walking slowly, it was like the king of this world searching for his own territory.

Behind him, there were two people who followed from beginning to end, one was Yang Husheng with a big belly and a few locks of mustache, and the other was Fan Wenxing, who was dressed in white and had a cold breath, and had already stepped out of the haze and created more wonderful sword moves by himself in the dark, and his strength was even higher.

Even if someone is unhappy with the contemptuous attitude of the current new mansion lord, they can only hold it in their hearts, and no one dares to disrespect him, because the two people behind him, one is the richest person in Xuanhua City, and the other is the strongest person in Xuanhua Mansion at present.

Fan Wenxing's swordsmanship is amazing, and in just a few days, he has already figured out a swordsmanship that can kill people without relying on his eyesight. From being spurned by others and about to fall from a high position, to defeating the Spirit Wheel Nine-Rank Monk within ten moves, he regained the position of the head of the Xuanhua Mansion's guards.

After Chu Lan changed his appearance, he quietly returned to Yang Husheng's wine shop. found Yang Huan, who was holding chicken legs and gnawing on his face full of oil.

Grabbing her little hand, she jumped out of the window and swept out of the city, someone came up and wanted to stop her, but Chu Lan directly knocked her out with the hilt of her sword.

Then he led her to a secluded place.

Yang Huan's eyes widened, although he was not very old, he was eccentric, otherwise he would not have been able to escape from the hands of the red-clothed thief.

She didn't feel afraid, because she knew that most of the people who arrested her were her father, and Yang Husheng's assets were so strong that everyone in Xuanhua City knew about it.

Therefore, the person who kidnaps the ticket will not only not hurt her, but also has to provide for her well. It's just that Yang Huan is a little depressed now, and as soon as Chu Lan put her down, she muttered: "I said that you kidnapped the ticket or a one-stop service, I just escaped, and you arrested me again." ”

What made Chu Lan cry and laugh was that Yang Huan actually waved his little fist demonstratively, "I'll tell you, you can't hurt me, I know kung fu, very powerful kung fu." ”

Chu Lan didn't want to continue giggling with her, because he was very tight now, and Ling Ran's sword qi mixed with murderous aura was suddenly released.

Yang Huan suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar, and a layer of fine pimples appeared on his body.

She is no longer as calm as before, if she is not honest and obedient, the person in front of her will really kill herself. She seemed to have felt this cold, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Yang Huan was incoherent, and his voice trembled, "You, what do you want to do, I'm obedient to me, I, I'm still young, I will definitely be a big beauty in the future, you can't destroy flowers with your hands." ”

Chu Lan resisted the urge to laugh, and pretended to be fierce and said, "Look at your fine skin and tender meat, it must be very palatable if you steam and cook it." ”

Yang Huan was frightened, the person in front of him actually ate children!

Chu Lan asked in a deep voice, "Where is your father's bedroom?"

The little girl froze, her big eyes blinked, and her eyelashes trembled. "You, shouldn't you ask my dad where he hid his money?"

"Say!" Chu Lan said sharply

"It's the first house on the left side of the second floor behind the restaurant, but he doesn't usually live there, and I don't know what he's busy with every day!"

Chu Lan knew the answer she wanted, and when she saw Yang Huan, who was already trembling with fright, she couldn't bear it, stretched out her palm and rubbed her hair, and then it turned into a gust of wind, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The little girl reached out and touched her hair, which had been kneaded into a chicken nest, and she suddenly laughed and said, "I definitely know this girl, but who is it?"

On the second floor of the restaurant, Yang Huan said that in the room.

Chu Lan twisted a blue and white porcelain bottle, and then he heard a click, and a small cabinet stretched out from under the bed, locked by a lock.

He didn't have a medicine spoon, so he could only infuse spiritual power into the Bagang sword tire, and with his sharp sword qi, he split open this small cabinet of extraordinary materials.

Inside there was an account book, a couple of embroidery needles and some silk threads, red silk threads!

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Chu Lan heard the news that after An Zeyang's death, his youngest son An Huachi succeeded to the throne.

He had seen the blueprints of the entire Xuanhua City Mansion and therefore knew where Anhuachi's room was located.

In the room of Anhua Pool, which has now become the lord of the mansion, a black shadow flashed, and the curtain that had just been raised had disappeared before it was lowered.

In the lobby, Fan Wenxing and Yang Husheng followed the new mansion master to step here.

The guests in the hall were all dressed in mourning clothes, white and expansive, like soot that burned very thoroughly, they were all crying loudly, sobbing and sobbing, but it was just sincere or false, it is difficult to say, after all, the human heart is a very complex thing.

An Huachi looked at them pretending to be sad in order to flatter him, and sneered in his heart, thinking that his father basically had nothing to do with him before his death, and he was like a stranger to An Zeyang.

So these people who pretend to cry very hard make him feel disgusted.

A gust of wind blew, not like a natural formation, the ever-bright lights under the An Zeyang spirit card swayed for a while, almost extinguished, and then someone ran forward with a rolling belt, covering it with his fingers, for fear that there would be a bad omen.

An Huachi lowered his head and took a light sip, and when he raised his head, there was already a figure in the lobby.

Dressed in black and robed, with a long body standing upright, he didn't draw his sword, but he was already a sword qi.

Yang Husheng's pupils shrank, and Fan Wenxing had already touched his hand to the sword.

An Huachi's slender eyes narrowed, and he shouted, very majestic, not long after he succeeded to the throne, he already had the shelf of the mansion master.

"You are Chu Lan, you are so bold!"

Chu Lan did not wear a spirit fox mask, but showed his true face, he wanted to uncover the truth and return his innocence in front of all the leading figures in Xuanhua City today.

He sneered, and said lightly, "No matter how bold I am, do you have the audacity to kill your father for the sake of the throne!"

Chu Lan's voice was not loud, but in everyone's ears, it was like a thunderbolt exploding.

After a moment of silence, there was already an uproar.

"What, what nonsense is this guy talking about?"

"He's the thief in red, don't listen to him. ”

But it still made many people feel shaken, An Huachi is not the son-in-law, let alone the eldest son, so he will inherit the position of the lord of the mansion, which makes many people suspicious.

However, due to the fear of Yang Husheng and Fan Wenxing's forces, no one dared to ask questions face-to-face.

Now as soon as this young man known as the thief in red brought it up, it naturally made many people in the corner talk about it.

"No, this is big news, the new Xuanhua City Lord killed his father, how can such a person be the city lord. ”

"It's really possible, the death of the city lord was very strange, Xuanhua Mansion was so tightly guarded, how could someone touch his room silently and kill him?"

"However, it's hard to say, after all, it doesn't mean that the red-clothed thief once silently stole tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver from the inner treasury of Xuanhua Mansion, then he probably has this kind of strength. ”

Chu Lan knew that he was very pale and powerless when he said this, they just doubted, they definitely wouldn't believe it, but it was enough.

An Huachi's eyes were cold, his eyes were already full of murderous aura, he saw everyone talking about it, his face was gloomy, and he shouted to the guards on the side of the array.

"Come on, take down this nonsense and heinous man for me. ”

Hundreds of master cultivators of the Spirit Wheel Realm came to their senses, pulled out their sharp blades, and pointed their spears at Chu Lan, encircling him step by step.

Chu Lan sighed, it seems that if you don't kill a Lang Lang Qiankun, you won't have a chance to gain the right to speak.

Just when the war between the two sides was about to break out, I could only hear an old roar in the hall.

"The lord of the house is here, I see who dares to move"

Out of the crowd came an elderly man with a heavy face and a white mourning robe.

In his hand held a black token, which looked very dazzling in the sea of white.

The mourning guests stood still.

The hundreds of Xuanhua Mansion guards in armor had already fallen to their knees in unison.

"The city lord's personal order, only the most trusted cronies of each city lord have, see the second token, such as seeing the city lord!"