readx;?“ Konatsu, early. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Mrs. Han came out of the trail and greeted me with a smile.

In the early morning, she faces the sky, revealing another real beauty. The erosion of beauty is inevitable by the years, and there are already faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes on both sides, but this small line adds a touch of quiet beauty to her, as if the jade has been carefully polished by jade craftsmen, flawless and extraordinarily durable.

"Madame, morning. I nodded.

"Early in the morning, the security guard on duty reported to me that Fangfang came to your room last night. Actually, I would love her to follow you and learn from you, it is the best learning opportunity for her. Xiao Xia, I can see that you are a young man who is clean and self-loving, but if a person is too conservative, it will cause an embarrassing situation that is out of step with the times. A person who does great things must see openly, far-reaching, and wide-ranging, be humble and accept everything. You're so stubborn that you're at a loss for what to do. Xiao Xia, try to open yourself up and keep yourself up to date, okay?" asked Mrs. Han with a smile.

I smiled and nodded, not defensive.

If I wanted to open, I would have opened it a long time ago, and I don't have to wait until today.

It is precisely because of this conservatism that I have not been drowned by the dark turbidity of the modern city, and I have become a lowly and vulgar person who goes with the flow.

"Fangfang is a good girl, try to accept her. I went for a run at the lake and I'll see you at breakfast. Madame Han waved her hand and stepped onto the path on the other side, which quickly disappeared.

I don't see anything suspicious in her.

When talking about Fangfang, she only talked about the interaction between young people, and did not involve Mr. Mo, let alone why Fangfang ran into my room.

The more this happens, the more I feel like she has a secret to tell.

She didn't mention anything, just waiting for me to take the initiative to mention it, waiting for the rabbit to retreat.

This is not the best way to solve the problem, if everyone is in the same boat, we must all be sincere and face the difficulties head-on in order to get through the difficulties together.

After thinking about it, what right do I have to ask Mrs. Han to pay her sincerity? She is a very powerful figure in the rivers and lakes, and the distinguished guests in the table are either the people in power on the white road or the big people in the rivers and lakes. What am I in front of this kind of people? just a fledgling hairy boy. If you want others to give face, you must be capable.

With a bang, Fang Fang pushed open the window and shouted behind me, "Mr. Xia, did you wake up so early?"

I turned around and saw her lying on the windowsill, her hair unkempt and sleepy-eyed.

If anyone walks by at this time, they will think about what happened in the guest room last night.

"I'll go for a walk by the lake, and you can sleep a little longer. I said.

Fang Fang shook her head coquettishly: "I've woken up, why don't I go for a walk with you." ”

I didn't force my refusal, because Fang Fang said a lot last night, but they were all uncertain. I hope to talk to me about the villa again when she is sober. Two comparisons, self-identification of authenticity.

Fang Fang freshened up a little, then went out and walked side by side with me to the lake.

There were more and more gray magpies in the woods, and their calls became more and more intense.

"Mr. Xia, you must have a happy event today, listen to how cheerful these magpies are?" Fang Fang said.

Now I am in a very difficult situation, there are definitely no happy events, there are no bad things, I am very happy. I just smiled and didn't respond to Fangfang's words.

"Last night, Mr. Xia, I'm really sorry. Half of what I said was true, a small part was heard, and the other small was inferred. Until now, I can't explain why a dead man can still speak?

She stopped talking here, because it was pointless to ask Mrs. Han or Mr. Mo about this matter. The two won't give any answers, because they may be the ones who started it.

After a short pause, Fang Fang pulled off a leaf, kneaded it in her hand, and suddenly said, "Maybe when someone dies for this matter, the truth will come out." ”

Her expression was strange, fearful, determined, humble, and contemptuous.

"Life is precious, Fangfang, no one has the right to do anything stupid, because our parents gave us this life. I said.

Fang Fang laughed: "I'm so big, I don't even know where my parents are? I'm an orphan, and for as long as I can remember, Mrs. Han has been my only elder." ”

I immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, my unintentional words reminded you of so many sad pasts." ”

Fang Fang shook her head: "Don't say that, Mr. Xia, it's not a secret, everyone in the villa knows it." I am both Madame Han's subordinate and her daughter-in-law. ”

I was a little sad, because I knew that this sentence should be followed by a sentence, Fangfang is still Mrs. Han's tool.

When we got to the lake, we didn't go up to the platform, but followed the path north along the lake.

On the platform, the staff is preparing breakfast, and the heat and aroma waft into the air in waves.

"I'm going to the nursery station today. I said.

"I'll go with you, the janitor at the nursery station, deaf and dumb, with a fierce face. Let's go, he will at least give back face, if a stranger passes, he won't even open the door. By the way, Mr. Xia, where are you going to find something?" Fang Fang asked.

"The tombstone of the three ghost kings in the garden. I replied.

Fangfang took out her phone, clicked it twice, and showed it to me. It was a photo of the tombstone she had taken last night, and it was clear and comprehensive.

"Mr. Xia, there are only so many tombstones, and we have been in the nursery station many times, and we have searched up and down, inside and out, but we have found nothing. I'm sure that Mrs. Han wants to find **Qiu's tombstone more than you. She had given up though, because she knew she couldn't find it. ”

I pointed to the north shore of the lake: "Fangfang, do you trust people's intuition?"

Fang Fang nodded, and shook her head again: "I believe it, but I don't have that ability, I just heard what Mrs. Han said." In my opinion, intuition is like the beam of light of a flashlight, no matter how rugged the path is, as soon as the flashlight is turned on, the beam of light will go straight to the destination, surpassing any means of transportation. ”

I nodded: "That's right, I believe, **Qiu's tombstone is there." ”

Intuition is something that even the person cannot explain because it has no theoretical basis or criterion for judgment.

Fang Fang pondered for a while, and kicked a stone into the lake, splashing layers of water.

"Mr. Xia, although I don't understand what intuition is, I am willing to trust your judgment. If you say yes, I'll go with you if you want to. ”

The two of us stopped at the same time, each turning his head and staring at the other.

At this time, I should have said something of thanks, because our friendship is very shallow, and she can say such things, which is already a great trust in me.

"Fangfang. I called her name, but stopped. I saw a small red dot in the center of her eyes.

That should be two blood spots. Usually. When a person's sleep is extremely bad, blood spots and bloodshots will appear on the eyeballs. People with rich life experience, when they see this, do not panic, but only warn themselves or others to pay more attention to rest and increase sleep time.

Fang Fang's situation was slightly different, because the two pinpoint-sized blood spots were spreading outward, each of which was extending four or five veins. This is very rare, but it has been said in the books of astrology that this situation is a great omen, and it is called "sun-shooting avalanche".

It is recorded in the classics that in ancient times, Hou Yi shot the sun and shot down nine out of ten suns, saving all mankind. Every time he fired, he hit the core of the sun. As a result, the scar spread outward from the core of the sun and eventually fell apart.

Since this kind of fate is named "Shooting Sun Avalanche", then the result of this fate is also the result of the person who appears in this kind of fate. First, the eyeballs shattered, and then the body also exploded outward, and the body was incomplete and turned into pieces.

"What's wrong?" Fang Fang waited for me to continue.

"Not much, I just wanted to say thank you. I said.

"I just saw that your expression was very serious, and it seemed that I had noticed something bad. I know that you are an elite talent in the thaumaturgical world, and if there is really something bad in me, please tell me plainly, and don't hide it. For a long time, I felt that my life was like a shooting star, where it came from, where it was going, so I never felt safe, and everywhere I was, I felt that death was at the head of my bed. ”

Our topic grew heavier and heavier, and it was completely out of proportion to the beauty of the lake in the early morning.

Fangfang is a good girl, but this kind of goodness can't fight against the ups and downs that lie in wait in fate.

As the old saying goes, a red face has a thin life. There are so many famous beauties in history, but they can't fight fate, let alone a little Fangfang.

Her tragedy may lie in falling into Mrs. Han's ambitions. Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and those who are too ambitious are like emperors who dominate one side. In the eyes of the emperor, everything in the world is a dog. So Mrs. Han only cares about her own feelings, and other than that, it's all tools.

"Mr. Xia, Mrs. Han is here. Fang Fang reminded me in a low voice.

In the distance, Mrs. Han caught up from behind, her steps were brisk, her spirit was refreshed, and her body contained endless vitality.

She was at least fifteen years older than Fang Fang, but the kind of mental power she showed far exceeded Fang Fang's. In contrast, the ages of the two seem to be reversed. In other words, Fangfang is a middle-aged woman in her forties, while Mrs. Han is like a young girl in her twenties.

"The air is so good in the morning, young people should exercise more and run. Mrs. Han shouted with a smile.

She ran to us and stood still.

"Madame, morning. Fang Fang said.

"You're early, you're early. Mrs. Han responded.

Facing her radiant face, Fangfang and I felt ashamed. We slept very badly all night, so we're in good spirits by now. On the other hand, Mrs. Han seems to be always full of vitality, tireless, and unsorrowful.

"Where are you going?" asked Mrs. Han.

"Feel free to walk around and go to the north shore of the lake. I replied.

"The chef prepared a hearty breakfast, just walk around, remember to come back as soon as possible and have breakfast together. Mrs. Han smiled and ran to the front again.

I looked at her back and was not only lost in thought. In this case, I can't tell which side Madame Han is on. I can even imagine that she chose to help me in order to open the mirror room.

"Let's go. Fang Fang said.

We reached the north shore of the lake, through the poplar forest, and in front of us was the reservoir.

It's daytime, and I can see as far as the other side of the reservoir. There are many water sources dedicated to waterworks outside Jinan, and in recent years, the national government has taken strict measures to protect water sources. Therefore, the water quality in this reservoir is excellent, with crystal clear water in the near distance and rippling blue waves in the distance.

The wild lake in the villa area can be adjacent to the reservoir, which is really a unique advantage. It's a wonderful thing to live here - if there weren't so many anomalous events.

I sighed, in fact, everything in the world is imperfect, good and bad go hand in hand, good and evil go hand in hand. If you only see the good side, then you will fall into unknown dangers.

From this, I also thought of the fact that Mrs. Han has been pushing Fangfang to my side, and there are beauties who are delivered to my door for free, which is what many men dream of. Under the cover of lust, men often ignore the high crisis hidden under the erotic encounter.

If Mrs. Han thinks that I am a forgetful person, then she has really mistaken her wishful thinking.

I turned my head to look at the nursery station, and there was a puff of green smoke coming out of the roof chimney, indicating that the people there were already up and moving.

"Fangfang, let's go over there. I pointed to the nursery station.

Fangfang was a little helpless, but she was not willing to disobey me and followed me to the west.

"Mr. Xia, in fact, many things are always like this, and they don't develop according to what our minds mean. Do you think that if you find some clues, you can find out the culprit behind it? Exactly wrong, we are infinitely far from the real answer. Fang Fang said.

It can be seen that she is still very pessimistic and does not see any hope for the future.

Regardless of what Fang Fang thinks for now, I just hope to get an eye on the nursery station and the tombstones before breakfast.

Time is precious, and I only have one day to stay here, and I'll be back in the mirror room soon.