That night, the moonlight stole through the cracks in the curtain and fell on the other person's side, reducing the color of his skin.

Jiang was in a trance for a long time, and it took a long time to speak: "Is there any medicine in the room to stop bleeding?" I'll help you bandage your wounds. ”

"This was your room all along." Zheng Junli's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of doubts. Is there any medicine to stop bleeding in this room, Jiang Feitai should know better than anyone else, right? Ask him what a man who has just returned from northern Hubei does?

Jiang Bu sneered. This dream is quite logical.

Jiang Butai turned around, opened the desk drawer, rummaged through it by chance, and actually found a small medicine box in the desk drawer.

In the medicine box, there were some Western pills wrapped in book paper, with the use and number of times to be consumed, as well as a bottle of Panax notoginseng powder and a roll of cotton gauze.

Jiang Buwan carried a small medicine box, walked to Zheng Junli's side, gently grabbed his wrist, and led him to sit on the edge of the bed.

The girl's boudoir is filled with a rich fragrance, and the nose becomes light and elegant.

Zheng Junli was a little at a loss, he moved lightly, supporting most of his weight with his legs, and his hips only dared to lean a little against the edge of the bed.

Jiang Buwan took out a few cotton swabs, dipped them in some notoginseng powder, covered the bloody mouth on Zheng Junli's shoulder, and then spread the cotton gauze and bandaged him closely.

The gauze rubbed against his armpits, and Zheng Junli endured itching.

"Hmm...... Do you remember what I told you at the boat today? "Jiang is not too late, and the two of them are still 'close' at this time, and the old matter is brought up again.

As she spoke, her breath was hot and felt more itchy than gauze.

"Are you talking about the fact that there are corpses in the dry well in the mountain behind the Chen family's mansion?" Zheng Junli naturally remembered. "I was just going to ask you, how did you know there was a body there?"

"Serendipity. Serendipity. Jiang replied sloppily without delay. She can't say that she found out after torturing ghosts......

"Okay, I'll take a few of my colleagues tomorrow to take a look." Zheng Junli looked at Jiang Fei and seemed to have an unspeakable appearance, so he didn't ask much.

If there really is a body in the dry well, it is a murder case, and it is related to human life, then it is not a trivial matter. Zheng Junli should go and take a look.

After the dressing was completed, the two looked at each other, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

Jiang Buwan held his breath and condensed, as if he was about to suffocate in this ambiguous atmosphere.

Zheng Junli suddenly got up, bent down again, and reached out to pull something out from under the bed.

Jiang didn't look at it too late.

It turned out to be a marching bed.

Zheng Junli lowered his head and fiddled with the marching bed, his face was slightly red, and he didn't even dare to meet Shangjiang's eyes.

"Sleep in peace." Zheng Junli whispered, and then lay down on the low army green bed, covered with a hard quilt, and closed his eyes.

You can sleep in peace.

It turned out that he had already felt all her uneasiness.

Jiang Buwan leaned over, looked under the bed, and muttered softly, "How can there be a marching bed under the bed?" It's amazing. ”

"I sent someone to tell Ah Fu during the day to let him secretly bring it from the warehouse." Zheng Junli closed his eyes, still relieving Jiang Butai's doubts.

The wind was blowing outside the house, and the windows clanged.

After that, the lights were turned off and he went to bed and did not speak all night. It was stormy outside, but Jiang didn't sleep late but was surprisingly peaceful.

This stability made Jiang not too late to sleep directly until the third pole of the sun the next day.

When she woke up, Zheng Junli was gone. Qin'er prepared some breakfast for her, and after she finished eating, she went downstairs.

There was a table of mahjong in the living room, and my aunt was playing cards with several wives. Dressed in jewels, the wife who was extremely rich sat at the table and played, and the clothes were inferior to the next grade, so she sat next to them.

Sitting on the south side of the mahjong table was the 'Mrs. Chen' that Jiang Buwan saw in the memory of the female ghost last night.

"Yo. Wake up. My husband just came back yesterday, and today I slept like I had a backer. "My aunt is wearing a deep purple cocoon silk ingot-collar cheongsam today, and she is extravagant. When she saw that Jiang was not too late to go downstairs, she raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows and sneered.

Jiang Buwan didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"Chunqin, don't blame your daughter-in-law too much. Junli's kid has been in the military academy for three years, and he has just come back, so he can't ......," said Mrs. Tsing Yi, who was sitting on the side.

"Chunqin? Your name is what you called? What kind of bird are you with chicken feathers in bats? Call me Mrs. Zheng. Touch! Aunt Lin Chunqin was angrily scolding Mrs. Tsing Yi while playing mahjong.

At this time, an old woman wearing slave clothes passed through the guest hall with a tea bowl, this old mother had white temples, but her back was straight, and she had a charm.

"The eldest lady of the Zheng family is not dead yet. Where is your turn to be called the king. She walked slowly through the living room, up the stairs, and into the corner room on the second floor, leaving only the choking words.

"Cut, isn't it just relying on how much stinky money you have in your family? Otherwise, the master would have given you a long time ago. My lord's favorite is still me. What the hell is Mrs. Zheng, doesn't the important banquet master just take me? Occupy the pit and don't. Lin Chunqin muttered. I know that I am stuffy in the room all day long, and your old mother is a little fierce. ”

Zheng Junnan suddenly ran out of the room next to the guest hall, followed by a kid younger than him.

Zheng Junnan ran to Lin Chunqin's side, hugged her arm, and shook her arm coquettishly. "Mother, I also want to buy the watch in Chen Xingyi's hand!"

Lin Chunqin touched a handful of silver dollars from the mahjong table and stuffed them to Zheng Junnan. "Let Uncle Li take you to the new department store to buy it."

"Mother, it's not enough. The watch costs 300 yuan. Zheng Junnan pouted and refused to let go.

"What table costs 300 yuan? Set up a stage to sell tofu, the business is not big, the shelf is big! Lin Chunqin's face turned red suddenly, and the mahjong in her hand stopped, and she didn't give the three hundred yuan? All the wives of these families are here, wouldn't it be a loss of dignity if they didn't give it? But the old man had already restricted her pocket money, and three hundred yuan was not a small amount.

Jiang Buwan stood aside, looking energetic, and even wanted to knock some melon seeds, the aunt of the Zheng family is really good at something. She's a master of afterwords, isn't she?

"Anan, come." Mrs. Chen, who was sitting opposite Lin Chunqin, beckoned to Zheng Junnan, and Zheng Junnan put down Lin Chunqin's arm, turned around and ran to Mrs. Chen's side.

Mrs. Chen took out a 300 yuan bill from her bag and stuffed it to Zheng Junnan. "Buy you a watch."

Mrs. Chen is kind and kind and has elegant manners, if it weren't for Mrs. Chen in the memory of the female ghost last night, Jiang Butai would definitely be deceived by her amiable face now.

"Thank you, aunt!" Zheng Junnan didn't refuse, and ran to the housekeeper with a huge amount of money with peace of mind. "Uncle Li! Take me to the new department store! ”

Seeing this, Lin Chunqin immediately said to Mrs. Chen: "Mrs. Chen, how can you be embarrassed?" The white jade bracelet you gave a few days ago, as well as the longevity lock you gave Anan before, are enough to break the cost. ”

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Chen, you are so generous. No matter how many people want to buy the longevity lock, they can't buy it. Mrs. Tsing Yi echoed.

As soon as these words were opened, the wives at the table all picked up Mrs. Chen's stinky feet, and Jiang Butai felt bored and turned to leave.

Seeing that Jiang was not too late to walk outside the door, Qin'er asked curiously, "Young lady, you don't have a flower art class today." Where is this going? "Usually, the young lady of her family rarely goes out.

"Go to Fengyue Painting Boat to find Zheng Junli." Jiang Butai knew that Zheng Junli would not be willing to take her to investigate the case, so he could only choose to follow him secretly.

As soon as Jiang Buwan's left foot stepped out of the gate of the mansion, five strong men appeared in front of him.

"Miss!"

They were all dressed in black robes and black and red top hats, and they looked very vicious. Moreover, they did not call Jiang not late to be a young lady, but called her a young lady.

"Who are you?" Jiang was blocked by a group of strong men at night, somewhat timid.

"Miss, my name is Scar! Boss heard yesterday that you fell into the water in Jiangyue Painting Boat, and transferred us from Shanghai to protect you overnight! The boss said that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future! "The strong man at the head was the largest, with a scar on his left ear, and the flesh of the earlobe was cut off from his cheek, as if someone had cut his ear, but failed.

"Your boss is ...... again," Jiang is not late, and it is difficult to figure out the current situation.

"Young lady. Their boss is your father, the leader of the Poyuan Gang, the master of our Jiang family. Qin'er attached her ears and whispered to Tongjiang not too late.

She felt a little strange about her young lady last night, this drowning, will it affect the brain?

"Oh, yes." Jiang Bu turned his face away, changed the topic and asked Scar: "Then where I go now, will you all follow?" ”

"Yes, miss." Scar replied.

"Too high-profile." Jiang Butai naturally didn't want to be followed by this group of people, but if he refused completely, he was afraid that he would cause new trouble. "It's better to fold it in the middle, and you will follow me alone and protect me."

"Miss......" Scar looked embarrassed, as if he wanted to say something more.

Jiang Bu was not late and immediately blocked his words. "That's it."

Jiang walked out quickly, but as if she suddenly thought of something, she stopped, turned around and walked to the younger brother next to Scar.

"Can I borrow your clothes and hat?" Jiang Buwan scratched the back of his head, lacking confidence, and asked softly.

The younger brother had a straight face and no expression, but he immediately took off his clothes and top hat, folded it neatly, and gave it to Jiang Fei with both hands.

After the rain, it was cold, and he wore a shirt and stood in the wind like steel.

Jiang Butai didn't expect the other party to be so refreshing, she took off her clothes and top hat in a panic, and her voice trembled slightly: "Thank you...... Thank you. You..... Hurry back to the house, don't catch a cold. ”

"Qin'er, you can stay at home too, Scar can go out with me." Jiang Buwan smiled at Qin'er, and then pulled Scar out.

After all, it was to go to Fengyue to paint the boat, and Jiang was not too late to stir Yang'er into it.

Jiang changed into a black robe and hat, and when he arrived at the bank of the Golden River, it was already afternoon.

But there was not a single boatman on the riverside.

"It's strange that there were many boatmen on the banks of the Golden River last night." Jiang frowned.

"Miss, what are you doing here in a man's clothes? You can't just go to the kiln, right? Scar has also heard of Jincheng's Fengyue Painting Boat in northern Hubei, and they all say that Jincheng Painting Boat is an elegant place, but in his heart, its essence is a kiln on the river.

"Go find someone." She went to the Rausch kiln.

"It is said that this golden river is lively at night, and if those boatmen have no business during the day, they must only go to work at night." Scar said.

"That's right." Jiang is not late to hang his head. "Then Zheng Junli said yesterday that he would go during the day, how did he go?"

"Uncle? Miss, the person you are going to find is your uncle? As soon as my uncle returned to Jincheng, he dared to go to such a place? The boss said, if Zheng Junli dares to bully you, let me break his leg. I'm going to figure out how to get a boat right now! The more Scar spoke, the more indignant he became, and he crossed his waist and cursed, and he didn't know where to go to find the boat.

Jiang didn't have time to explain before Scar found the boat. It's a blessing in disguise.

Jiang Buwan and Scar sat on a seven-board boat, the boatman supported the oars, crossed the stone bridge, and crossed the red bridge, and then came to this Fengyue field.

The river is clear, and the hundred and ten painting boats stop on the river, and the day is slightly barren, and the silence is as promised.

The largest painting boat in the middle has a plaque hanging on the top of the boat, called 'Drunken Moon'.

"I'll just say, you're too early, and the boat hasn't started picking up customers yet." The boatman complained.

"Then let's get up to the boat and knock on the door, and they will let us in?" Jiang asked without a long time.

"Naturally, I won't give it. I can only wait until it gets dark and there are more people. The boatman replied.

Jiang was not too late to hear the words and was anxious.

Zheng Junli They are the police, knocked on the door, showed their documents, and estimated that they were given in. I don't know which one they entered, and whether they would encounter any danger.

Nearing one’s end.

Jiang waited on the river for a long time, and the bright colors on the horizon gradually faded. The small seven-board boats in front of the drunken moon painting boat have gradually increased.

The sheep's horn lamp is hung in front of the painting boat carving railing next to it, and the wind and moon of the desolate golden river are transformed, becoming brilliantly lit, and the crowd is like weaving, lively and prosperous.

The drunken moon painting boat alone has been closed for a long time.

Jiang Bu had a bad premonition, Zheng Junli wouldn't be in this drunken moon painting boat, right?

"What's going on today? Is this business still going to work? ”

"Forget it. Let's go back. ”

The guests who had come for the girl on the Drunken Moon Boat were so impatient that they turned the bow of the boat.

"Miss, let's go too, shall we?" Scar said to Jiang Butai.

"No, we'll have to find a way to get in." As soon as Jiang Buwan's words fell, fine snow fell around him.

It's only early autumn, so how can it snow?

Jiang raised her hand not too late, and the snow fell on her palm, melting without a trace in an instant.

This snow ...... It's black.

And when they looked up, they saw that the snow was as black as ashes,

I know, Mingxiao is now in Fengyue Field. I don't know, I thought this was some kind of incense burning paper grave.

"It's too weird, I'm afraid it's not safe, miss, let's get out of here!" When the scarred man saw this scene, he couldn't help but shudder. "Boatman, hurry back."

When the boatman heard this, he immediately rocked the oars and walked away with his backlight.

"Huh? Don't! Jiang said in a hurry.

It's a pity that there is chaos on the river at this moment, and the boat that is not too late is stuck in the middle, and it is coerced by a group of small boats, and it can't turn around if you want to.

"Jiang is not late!"

Jiang Buwan sat at the stern of the boat, in a hurry, but he heard a woman shouting in a trance.

Jiang Bu turned his head, but unfortunately this 'Jiang Bu Tai' was hoarse and short, and it was annihilated in the autumn wind in an instant.

At this time, the boat passed under the red bridge, the light of the fire faded, and everything behind her was no longer clear. Jiang didn't sit late and didn't hear the shouting again.

But the voice ...... It seems that Zhuo Fei is white......

Jiang Buwan closed his eyes and shook his head, and his mind suddenly became chaotic. Isn't it all a big dream now?

Is this dream about to wake up? When she wakes up from a dream, will she be in Nai He Bridge, drink a bowl of Meng Po soup with her enemy Zhuo Feibai, and be reincarnated?

When Jiang Bu thought about it later, the boat happened to enter the stone bridge cave, and it was difficult to see the five fingers when he stretched out his hand.