It was still lunch time, and Wen Chao took five or six boys to prepare for lunch.

"What are we going to eat?" A boy looked around, apparently looking for a place to eat.

"The school has a place for us to eat." Another boy replied.

"I've been to see that it's not very delicious, I noticed it before, there is a western restaurant around the corner in front that looks tall, let's go there!" A boy who hooked up with Wen Chao smiled and spoke.

"Cheng Shao can't be wrong if he says it's delicious, and if someone who can make you so picky say it's good, it must be good." Several young students were giggling and angry all the way, and they were extremely active.

"Wen Chao, what do you think?"

"Wen Chao, Wen Chao? Wen Shao! ”

"Ah, what's the matter?" Wen Chao suddenly came back to his senses from his thoughts.

"Ahh Cheng Shao still put his hand on Wen Chao's shoulder, but his eyes did not let go of his every movement and expression.

"Nothing." He looked up and inadvertently landed on a pile of oil-paper umbrellas on his left, where a long-haired girl was holding a pen on an oil-paper umbrella, and he didn't know what he was depicting The focused look was something he had never seen before, and her usual cold arrogance and alienation were like two people.

Cheng Shao followed his gaze and swept to that place, he was not from Class A, so he naturally didn't know who that person was.

"Wen Chao, what are you looking at?" Cheng Shao asked knowingly, with a teasing tone, "She's just average." ”

Wen Chao was taken aback by Chen Shao's tone, and immediately turned his gaze away, he just felt that Mi'er had suddenly become mysterious, and there would be a killer to kill her, so her identity must not be simple, and he must let Uncle Zhou investigate well when he goes back.

"You guys go eat first, I still have something to do." Wen Chao patted Cheng Shao's hand on his shoulder and said to a few people around him.

"What's the matter?" One of them hurriedly asked, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it, doesn't this mean that he didn't ask? Wen Chao is the boss of their group, and he has always acted maverick, and after looking at Wen Chao, he really didn't mean to answer, so he shut up stupidly.

"Let's go, leave him alone." Chen Shao said that he had no choice but to leave first, and the rest of the people looked at each other and left together.

After they left, Wen Chao walked into a nearby noodle shop, which was the bowl of noodles he had eaten for the longest time, until the person opposite left.

He walked to the place where the girl had stayed, and there was a picture drawn on the oil-paper umbrella, and on the white umbrella was a large patch of red plum blossoms, which was shocking red. Red flowers on a white background, remembering the picture of being stabbed by a killer just now, the red color on this painting gives people a feeling of blood dripping and makes people chill down their spines.

The day passed fairly peacefully, until Mi'er went back to her room to get ready for bed.

Mi'er opened the knocking door, and the person at the door surprised her that it was Wen Chao.

Wen Chao subconsciously swept the bandage on her left hand that was faintly bleeding, "Is your hand okay?" "Such a sharp short knife, such a deep wound, although it was because of herself that she was involved in that inexplicable assassination, she still managed to save herself. He has always been a person who will repay his kindness, and the news that a girl was injured for him will affect his reputation among his brothers.

"It's okay, it's all right." Mi'er raised her hand to show that she didn't care, and that indifferent look fell in Wen Chao's eyes, making him angry.

"You live alone?" Wen Chao glanced inside, it was very quiet, the school accommodation was separate for men and women, and the boys lived in the inn across the street, only one street away, but they were not allowed to visit the door after ten o'clock.

"Hmm." Short could not be shorter.

Wen Chao saw that she was so indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest desire to say more, he wanted to send her some medicine, seeing that she was so indifferent, he shook the medicine in the bag and didn't take it out after all, so he frowned and turned to leave.

Mi'er saw that he was about to turn downstairs and immediately shouted, "Wait a minute! She chased two steps and asked urgently, "Who asked you to follow me today?" ”

It's a person who has been through the same hardships, what's the matter with her questioning tone? Wen Chao turned around, "Couldn't it be that I'm going to come to you myself?" ”

"The tone in which you spoke to me doesn't look like you're here yourself." There was no other word to describe that tone and expression at that time except disgust and irritation.

"You can see it clearly." Wen Chao sneered embarrassedly, and finally came to care about her injury, and her few words were infuriating from beginning to end.

"Who the hell is it?" Mi'er didn't remember the distress in his mouth at all, but the tone of questioning, and the atmosphere immediately cooled down.

Wen Chao couldn't see her cold and arrogant and strong appearance, so he turned around and left, never looking back.

"Wen Chao!" Mi'er frowned, "You stop!" Catching up with the first two steps, she intuitively felt that this morning's events were just the beginning, and the real drama was still to come.

Hearing the movement behind him, Wen Chao turned around and learned her cold tone, "It's Luo Jiajia, are you satisfied now?" Looking at her frowning brows and an expression that no one is close to, I can't stand it anymore, and I always feel that I will be frozen if I look at it any longer.

Luo Jiajia, sure enough, it's her. The arrival of this girl itself carries a kind of mystery, and today she actually asked Wen Chao to follow her own heart. Subconsciously she associated Luo Jiajia with the killer, she never believed that there would be such a coincidence, but as soon as he came to the killer, it was not his own intention. In this case, she can only use ordinary means to solve those killers, isn't she delaying time?

"Wen Chao, Wen Chao, I finally found you, hurry, hurry, the blue time is gone!" Yao Qingqing ran out of breath, bending over to cover his chest, obviously running in a hurry.

This inn is an antique building, and there are stairs leading to the second floor in the lobby on the first floor, so Yao Qingqing's voice is unobstructed, and it reaches Mi'er's ears smoothly. As soon as Wen Chao heard that someone was gone, the afterglow swept over Mi'er intentionally or unintentionally, with an ugly and depressed look on his face.

"Can a person as big as him get lost?" Wen Chao didn't think so, Lan Shimo still knew a little bit about this person, and a particularly decent person would definitely not cause any trouble, maybe he would come back in a while, there was no need to make a fuss.

"I think so too, but someone saw him go up the mountain, Lan Shimo has always been the most honest and hasn't come back yet, I don't worry." Yao Qingqing raised his wrist to look at the time, "It's ten o'clock soon!" It's past the required bedtime, and it's not like what he would do! She was really anxious, the two of them were in charge of boys and girls, if he hadn't just seen a group of boys still wandering around the street, he wouldn't have known that Lan Shimo hadn't come back yet.

Lan Shimo is very honest, peaceful and gentle, extremely easy to get along with, although the boys don't seem to be very obedient to his discipline, but they also give him face, and they won't cause big trouble, but this is the time limit, and he himself has not seen anyone, this is the first time in the world.

"What about Luo Jiajia? Where is she? Suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice asking her classmates, Yao Qingqing looked behind Wen Chao in a stunned moment, she stayed for a long time before she came back to her senses, this unfamiliar voice was none other than Mi'er.

"Huangqi-san?" Yao Qingqing didn't dare to be confident, this girl who had never spoken to her was actually asking her, she had long hair down, and she had changed into a black casual dress worn by her school uniform, and at this moment she was standing in the dark revealing a bit of mystery.

"Where's Luo Jiajia?" She spoke again in a lukewarm tone, but with an inexplicable detachment.

"She ......" Yao Qingqing thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "She's gone!" ”

Hearing her say this, Mi'er felt very bad, and hurried downstairs to grab the door.

"Eh, Huangqi-san! Where are you going? Wen Chao, Wen Chao, what are you running again! Yao Qingqing looked at the inexplicable two people, and was anxious, the two missing people didn't find it and ran away, what should I do?

"I'm going to find someone!" Wen Chao responded from afar.

As soon as I went out to look for children, I found that there was a layer of fog all around, and it was not strange that there was a fog at the foot of the mountain in the early spring night, but the strange thing was that the fog was getting bigger and bigger, and the shops on both sides of the street were still open at this time, and the tourists were extremely scarce. Because it is stipulated that students must go back to the dormitory arranged by the class at 10 o'clock during the outing, and must not go out after 10 o'clock, the town, which may be lively during the day, is especially deserted at night.

Mi'er unconsciously sped up her speed, don't have an accident at the end of the blue time!

Jingle bells, jingle bells!

A bell sounded in the thick misty night, and I subconsciously walked along the shade of the trees for a while, and when I looked up, there was a tall cherry tree next to an inn. In the breeze, the petals fluttered gently and scattered all over the ground, and a red lantern hung high, and the bell in the wind came from the bell under the lantern, which was an ordinary octagonal lantern. It's just that the pattern on it makes her feel a little familiar, and she takes two steps, and finally sees two backs painted on the lantern, a man and a woman.

With the light ringing of the jingling bell, she seemed to return to the past, the glazed palace lamp she saw in the palace of the saint before, the same slender figures of a man and a woman on the palace lamp, the same golden bell hanging from the wishful knot, the same tall cherry blossom tree, the same fluttering petals, this scene is exactly the same.

"Sister Saintess, this palace lamp is so beautiful, did you make it?" When she was young, she looked at a very gorgeous palace lamp in the palace of the Holy Maiden and asked very strangely. Because at that time the whole Palazzo Virgen was black, only this lamp was warm gold, which was the only scenery in the whole hall. She saw the saint staring at the lamp in a daze, so she remembered it very deeply.

"It's not." The saint took the lamp in both hands and stroked it carefully, looking very cherished.

"Who did that, Holy Lord?" She was puzzled, thinking that she was the future wife of the Holy Lord, she couldn't help but guess.