Chapter 392: There's a Skin-Painter by His Side

It can be seen that Xu Heshu has actually put a lot of effort into checking here, and the file is extremely detailed, Sheng Minglin only noticed one point when he looked at it one by one.

Li Xuan and Wei Shi often send small gifts to each other, that is, they will send each other new flowers at home, newly carved seals and other small things, at a glance they are close friends, and they are not as general as Wei Shi Feng said.

But on the surface, there doesn't seem to be any contact, anyway, no one has ever seen Li Xuan go to his house, and no one has ever seen Li Mansion come to the mansion from time to time...... The two of them are close to each other, maybe they will come at night from time to time??

After all, practicing light skills, it's really a matter of lifting your legs to come over.

Soon arrived at the Li Mansion, Sheng Minglin and Huo Shenzhao, followed the people of Dali Temple, and cautiously entered the door.

The corpses in the courtyard have been removed, but there are drawn human figures everywhere, and they are numbered, which makes people feel chills in their vests when they look at them.

Sheng Minglin walked all the way to Li Xuan's study.

It is said that Li Xuan died in front of the table at that time, and the killer at that time also asked him to sit back on the back of the chair and sit back, as if he was still alive at first glance.

Except for the removal of the corpse, nothing else in the study had been touched, and the blood was still there, but it was covered with dust.

Sheng Minglin stood cautiously in place, first swept the room one by one, and then slowly went inside, looked at the bottom of the table, and then looked at the bottom of the chair, but there was no handwriting.

Sheng Minglin said that he was also whimsical, and he was still looking around.

His eyes suddenly saw the chess game on the table, his heart jumped, and then he stared closely.

He never forgot it, although it had been too long and he was already rusty, but once he remembered it, the memory became clearer and clearer.

He had learned chess in his previous life, but, unlike others, he had no family, and no one taught, just because his grandfather had a wide collection of books, so he learned chess games by himself, and he may not be very good at letting him play against others, but he has memorized a lot of Zhenlong chess games throughout the ages.

He remembered that what was now on the chessboard was a very old Zhenlong chess game, which was handed down by someone and had three ways to break the game......

Zhenlong chess game or something, most of the chess players deliberately show off their skills, just to embarrass people, the more difficult the better, so there is only one solution is the best, there are many kinds of solutions, not subtle enough, not Zhenlong.

Speaking of which, this chess game, called "Siege of the Division", has the same meaning as the Siege of the Three Missing One, which means that even if the enemy is sure of victory, a gap must be left so that the enemy can feel the hope of survival, and there will be no determination to break the net.

Sheng Minglin looked up first, and sure enough, on Li Xuan's bookshelf, he saw many chess games.

He lowered his head again, looked at this Zhenlong carefully, and when he looked at it one by one, he found that a chess piece was missing in the lower left corner.

Sheng Minglin looked at the ground, but he didn't find the chess piece, and counted the chess box, but it was not in the chess box.

Sheng Minglin pondered for a while, then looked forward along the "que" of the chess game, and on the bookshelf opposite, in the approximate direction, he took down the books in turn and pinched them.

When I found the fourth book, I found a chess piece!!

Sheng Minglin couldn't help but be overjoyed and quickly opened it.

This is a book of strange words, where there are chess pieces, is a story, called Painted Skin.

It is said that there was a man who married a beautiful woman, and one day, when the man came home, he found that the doors and windows were closed, and the man thought that his wife had a private meeting with someone, so he quietly went around to the back window to look, but he saw a ghost with a blue face and fangs, holding a pen and drawing a human skin, and after the painting was finished, he shook it, and put it on his body like a dress, and he became the beautiful woman, and the man screamed in horror, and was found by the female ghost, and the female ghost killed him.

In just a short story, Sheng Minglin was horrified.

There are chess pieces in this story, it is no accident, Li Xuan must have wanted to say something, but what did he have to say?

Got a skin-painter by your side?

Sheng Minglin directly stuffed the book into his arms, turned his head and went to the teahouse, and then asked someone to quietly call Wei Shifeng over.

Here, Zhu Zhu'er has just woken up.

Shen Lingjue had to go to class in the morning, only the Seventh Prince stayed behind to take the baby, and there was a grand and majestic squatting outside.

Sheng Minglin was not at ease, he had been living for a long time, and wrote a note to remind him, so the seventh prince sat there, raised his eyes, and posted "three thoughts" on the screen, and when he turned his head, there was "careful" hanging on the shelf, and even when he lowered his head, one wrote "Sincerely" on the shoes, and the other said "Caution".

The Seventh Prince sits like a girl's house, that's called an honest.

Finally waited for Zhuzhu'er to wake up, and the Seventh Prince said in a breathy voice: "Zhuzhu!! ”

Tuanzi's eyes widened, he was very curious, his little head leaned over, and he also said in an angry voice: "Seven pot pot, are you swollen?" ”

The Seventh Prince: "I'm okay?" ”

Tuanzi got closer: "Then why do you talk like this, are you afraid that people will hear?" ”

"I'm not afraid of being heard, I call it gentleness."

Dango: "......??" ”

I'm small, but you can't lie to me like that, can you?

Tuanzi's voice immediately became louder: "This firewood is not gentle!" It's called stealing! Chai is not called gentle! Gentleness...... The pot is like that, it's a beautiful pot and pot, it's a Qin pot and a pot! ”

The Seventh Prince also said in a normal voice: "I won't do that!" Either we'll just talk like that, if you want to be gentle, we'll just say that. ”

Tuanzi was curious: "But why are you gentle?" ”

"It's not your brother yet! Let me be gentle with you, don't run away with you, don't leave you to play with the grand majesty, don't allow this or that, where do I remember! ”

"Oh," Dango asked, "what about the pot?" ”

The Seventh Prince said: "Your brother and Huo Shenzhao have gone out, and Shen Ling is absolutely worthy, so now only I am here." ”

"Oh," Tuanzi pulled his hand: "It's not tied or not, it doesn't matter if you can't remember, the pot is not a debtor, you listen to Zhuzhu's words, what Zhuzhu says, you can be obedient." ”

The Seventh Prince whispered: "But what you say may not be reliable, aren't you ......."

As soon as his three fingers came out, Tuanzi's eyes were already wide: "Is it unreliable if the beads are swollen!" Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu ......" She was so anxious that she was incoherent: "Zhuzhu can do anything!" Zhuzhu, reliable! Falling sticks! ”

She stared at him: "Seven pots, do you love Zhuzhu?" You didn't mind before, you used to listen to Zhuzhu's words! ”

The Seventh Prince's weak struggle died down on the spot: "Don't be angry with Zhuzhu, of course I listen to you, of course I love you, I will always love Zhuzhu!" I only love Zhuzhu, I love Zhuzhu the most! ”

Tuanzi nodded in satisfaction, and leaned over with a small face: "Kiss." ”

The seventh prince hurriedly kissed her little chubby face, and Tuanzi's little head turned: "I want to be on the side." ”

The Seventh Prince kissed this side again, and then he came to the side of the group with a smile on his face like a big dog who bowed his head to his ears.

Lychee from beginning to end: "......"

Although our master is only three and a half years old, it is enough to discipline the Seventh Highness.

After Tuanzi finished eating under the thoughtful service of the Seven Princes, he took his hand and announced: "No one has sent Zhuzhu to school today, so Zhuzhu has a day off!" Seven pots, let's go play. ”

The Seventh Prince asked, "What are you playing?" ”

If the elder brother was there, Zhuzhu couldn't think of it, but the seventh brother was there, and the group's sense of responsibility was bursting, the cat tilted his head, thought about it seriously, and said, "Let's play ball." ”

So Lychee asked someone to fetch two balls.

One is ordinary, using a pig's bladder as a core and sewing it up with leather, which is very light; The other is filled with rice bran, which is slightly heavier.

Zhuzhu is small, I tried it, the kind of light kick is just right, the shoes of the Seven Princes are full of the word cautious, but they don't kick high and low happily, so the two of them, together with the next people, formed a circle and played there.

Not far away, Jian Siqi walked over slowly, and said, "Seventh Highness, Little Highness." ”

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The story of the painted skin is taken from the painted skin ghost in the chat, and there is no chatting at this time, so I only borrow such a story for use.