82_82884After stealing the secret book, he returned to Prince Rong's mansion with gratitude to the Savior, and according to the evil art he learned from the gypsies, he planted a plum tree on the feng shui eye of Prince Rong's mansion.

In fact, the paragraph that the second baby talked about at the wine table just now is not complete, how can the third sister of the red silk door and the blue be invited to an ordinary life banquet? The more dignitaries and nobles she is, the more reluctant she is to get involved. The reason why she was promised to go to the palace to congratulate was also because the little eunuch who stole her secret book was hiding here.

The rest of the part is basically the same as what the second baby tells, but the world doesn't know why the old prince died. The old prince died at the hands of your grandfather Luo Hui, the old gang leader went to pay tribute to Prince Rong because he was secretly instructed by Wu Gongyao, who was a thief, and Prince Rong colluded with foreign devils to sell cigarettes and did all kinds of evil, and the people hated him for a long time!

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was focused on Third Sister Lan, the old gang leader had already secretly infiltrated the red silk cloth and secretly injected it into his body with a colorless and odorless chronic poison from Westerners. Naturally, he died a month later.

In addition, under the plum tree is actually a rat hole, and there are three gypsy gray-haired rats in the rat hole, which are popular and have lived for hundreds of years. After Prince Rong's death, they continued to live in the cave, and may have seen them later after moving in from their families.

"Senior, how do you know this?" Wushuang asked him.

Lao Huazi said that there would never be a mistake in what Luo Hui said personally, and Third Sister Lan came just in time for the little eunuch who was not in the palace, so she escaped this catastrophe. I didn't expect that in the world, this little eunuch actually lived to this day, and he must have used the evil incense stealing technique.

"Is it really so evil to steal incense, is he already immortal?" Luo Huazi asked.

"Helper, Master Wushuang, that's all I know, you must remember to avoid direct conflict with him in the future, that incense stealing technique is a taboo in the rivers and lakes, and the evil is like a sunflower treasure book, once he has practiced, he is no longer a living person. ”

Lao Huazi was too weak, after saying this, the oil had run out, he leaned on the bed with a dilated look, stretched out his big hand full of calluses and wanted to touch Luo Huazi's face again, maybe he was so rare when he was young, but in the end those big hands still hung down.

"Brother Luo, mourn. Wushuang patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

"Brother, do you know? The old beggar with ghost feet watched me grow up since I was a child, I didn't read a book for a day, he taught me to write and count, and the brothers in the gang disobeyed me, he supported me behind my back, and if there was any trouble outside, he carried it for me. Without him, how could there be me Luo Huazi today?" Luo Huazi stretched out his hand and closed his eyes for Lao Huazi and sighed.

"Caidie, third grandfather, go and buy a good coffin for the ghost-footed old beggar, it's not in vain that we get acquainted. ”

"Brother Luo, is there anything else I can help with over there?" asked Wushuang.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!" Luo Huazi said angrily.

"I'm afraid we have to think about this matter in the long run, so let's do it, you Huazi help have your own rules for doing white things, so it's inconvenient for me to mix, I'll let my subordinates send you back first, okay?" Wushuang ordered from Chihu and the others to carry the corpse of the ghost-footed old beggar and accompany Luo Huazi away.

"Caidie, come on. Wushuang called Caidie to the Gray Immortal Hall.

Wushuang sat cross-legged on the futon in the Gray Fairy Hall with his eyes closed and his expression solemn, and the frightened Lan Caidie thought that he had made some mistake, this young master usually didn't look at him, but he was quite strict with her. She hurriedly called Xiao Jinhua over, and with Jinhua here, I was afraid that even if she made a big mistake, Wushuang would be embarrassed to scold her.

"I ...... I swear, I just stole the eggs from your breakfast this morning. "She doesn't admit herself.

"Giggle......" Little Jinhua couldn't help but laugh.

"Jinhua, you go out! I have something to ask Caidie alone. Wushuang's tone was very stiff, and she rarely spoke to Jinhua like this. Listen to the tone and know that this is the calm before the storm.

Lan Caidie glanced at Jinhua and told her not to go out, but who made her usually jealous with Xiao Jinhua, Jinhua wished that she was scolded by Wushuang.

The door was closed, and the atmosphere in the Gray Immortal Hall was silent, and the atmosphere was very dull. Lan Caidie's heart liver fluttered and fluttered. She said in her heart, it's over, does the master already know......

"That...... Master, do you smoke?" Lan Caidie took the initiative to hand Wushuang a cigarette.

Wushuang turned his head and glared at her with an extremely vicious gaze, and the blue butterfly who saw it was afraid and unconsciously took two steps back, not daring to approach.

"Who are you?" Wushuang asked her suddenly.

"I, master, are you confused? I'm Caidie, Lan Caidie? Have you forgotten? You picked me up in Jingyu County?"

"I know you're Lan Caidie! I'm asking you, what is your identity?Lan Caidie, don't lie in front of me! You're not the true legend of the Red Silk Gate at all!" Wushuang stood up and approached her step by step.

"I didn't ...... I am the descendant of the Red Silk Gate, and my ancestor is Third Sister Lan!Master, what's wrong with you today?" Lan Caidie lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly into Wushuang's eyes.

"The old beggar with ghost feet knows more than you? I ask you, do you know how to steal incense?Why is that ancient book lost, and you still know the method of stealing incense?" If it weren't for the gray boss this time, Wushuang would not have doubted Lan Caidie's identity.

Lan Caidie looks like she likes to apply those brand-name cosmetics on weekdays, but she has always had a delicate and elegant smell on her body, which is definitely not cosmetics, but more like a fragrance stolen from some kind of flower petals. Moreover, the ancient incense thief book of the Red Silk Gate has been lost for many years, and even the ghost-footed old beggar knows that this book has fallen into the hands of the gray boss, how could Lan Caidie, as a descendant of the Red Silk Gate, not know?

If he is replaced by Wushuang, Tong Sixi has stolen thousands of tricks and thieves, and Wushuang will have to give up his life and take back the thief's classical. The more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes, how could the 1.3 billion population in China meet so coincidentally? Then Jingyu County is a small place where birds don't, even if Lan Caidie goes north to find the descendants of the thief, she must go directly to Changchun, why did she spare such a big detour to Jingyu to find him?

Wushuang took out the gun from his shirt, and aimed the cold muzzle at the good sister who had been with him in life and death, the lovely man who was obsessed with himself was stunned on the spot, looking at the muzzle of the gun and the young master who swore allegiance to him, he was so strange, and suddenly became so cold