Chapter 139: Return to the Second House

The third lady, Mu Zhaodi, suggested that Ruicao have time to learn embroidery with them, so that they can cultivate their self-cultivation, enhance the relationship between their sisters, and marry into her husband's family in the future, so that they will not be ridiculed for not even embroidering flowers.

Mrs. Mu thought that this proposal was good, and several girls from Mufu got together to embroider and embroider, which could enhance their feelings.

It's just that she doesn't need any birthday gifts for her birthday, as long as everyone says a few auspicious words.

She only hopes that the two governments can get along in harmony on weekdays, and if they don't add some blockages to her, it will increase her happiness and longevity.

The Hua family and the Liu family always felt that Mrs. Mu's words were intentionally said to them, and they responded with a smug voice.

Mu Zhaodi and Mu Zhaodi saw that Mrs. Mu agreed, so they looked at Seocho, who nodded without thinking about it and responded with a "Okay".

Mu Zhaodi and Mu Zhaodi's eyes flashed a hint of success, secretly waiting to give Seocho a good look.

It's just that the two of them didn't know that when Seocho was forced by the Hundred Flowers Fairy to learn the secret weapon, he practiced the "flying needle stunt".

At dinner, Master Mu and Master Mu Er both returned.

During the banquet, the second old man Mu Jingcheng wanted to open his mouth several times and ask Mu Yirong and Ruicao about the progress of the case, but they were all interrupted by Mrs. Mu, and Mo Yan said business during the banquet.

The second master, Mu Jingcheng, had to endure until he had eaten, and when he wanted to open his mouth again, Mu Yirong had already been taken to the study by his father to ask about some things about this case. And Seocho was dragged by Mrs. Mu to speak, and he didn't have a chance to open his mouth at all.

Mu Jingcheng just wanted to ask if Seocho was secretly investigating the case of cat's claw quenching, but in the end he had to give up, and when Seocho was repairing, he would talk to her in detail.

Mrs. Mu pulled Ruicao to speak, mainly worried that Ruicao was a girl's family, and when the official of Dali Temple was out to investigate, it was easy to encounter danger.

Seocho blinked, thought for a moment, and replied, "I shouldn't be in danger." ”

If Seocho hadn't been anesthetized that day, causing her to drain the energy in her body, she wouldn't be having such a hard time now. You have to eat more to replenish your energy, and occasionally your body will feel very tired, and even smell blood, and you will not be able to control the animalistic condition.

It would be good if she was on Mount Taishan now, as long as she lay down in her aura-filled cave and rested for two or three days, all the energy in her body would come back.

At that time, if she encounters those bullshit Lingyun immortals again, she can easily handle it with one finger.

Mrs. Mu always has an inexplicable trust in Seocho, and said with a smile that when people are old, they just love to worry about it, and they are worried about whether the children will not be able to eat enough and dress warmly.

However, she believes that Seocho will take care of herself.

But she still couldn't help but tell Seocho a few words, telling her not to work too hard, and hide behind Mu Yirong when she encountered danger, and after seeing Seocho nodding again, she smiled and was helped back by her subordinates to rest.

Originally, Mu Yixing had been disagreeing with Mrs. Mu on the sidelines, ridiculing Seocho would only create danger to others, but he couldn't ask a lot of curious questions about Seocho, and he was driven away by his mother.

The eldest lady Tang asked Bao'er to wait for Seocho to return to Xianyuan to rest, Bao'er's eyes flashed, and she hesitated to step forward and lead Seocho back to Xianyuan.

On the way back to the temple, Bao'er always seemed very uncomfortable, always sneaking a glance at Seocho, and then immediately lowered her head, as if she had done something bad and was afraid of being discovered by Seocho.

"You, stole something from my room and sold it?"

Bao'er was slightly stunned when she heard the headless and brainless question that suddenly appeared in Seocho, and then hurriedly waved her hand, "No, no." ”

"Then you think it's too idle to serve me and you don't want to do it?"

Bao'er was completely defeated by Seocho's divine logic, so she had to tell the truth, "A few days ago, Jingzhao Mansion posted a notice saying that a body was found in Qilin Mountain and that witnesses were being found. The slave maid remembered that the young lady was also on Qilin Mountain at that hour. ”

"So you think I killed that man?"

Bao'er hurriedly shook her head and denied again and again, "No, no." The slave maid just wanted to ask, did the young lady meet any suspicious people on the mountain at that time?"

"Nope. ”

Seocho answered very simply, walked into the house, threw his coat directly on the ground, and fell headlong on the bed.

Bao'er hurriedly stepped forward to help Seocho take off her shoes, muttering to herself, "That's really lucky, the slave is worried that Miss will run into the murderer in case she encounters"

Bao'er was holding Seocho's official robe in her hand, and suddenly found that what she said was simply superfluous, and she was worried about it.

If Seocho encounters the murderer, he will definitely be arrested directly.

However, she thought of the rumors outside, so she babbled again.

"Miss, the slave is worried about you because there are rumors from the Jingzhao Mansion that the autopsy result is 'not a beast and a human cannot do anything'. You say, it's not a beast to do it, and a man can't do it, so what else can it be? Recently, Shangjing has been making monsters kill people, and everyone says that eighty percent of this case is also done by monsters. ”

As she spoke, she noticed that Seocho was asleep, so she closed her mouth and withdrew.

Seocho's eyelids jumped twice, turned over, and snoring sounded like thunder.

When the smoke broke through at the beginning of the day, and the morning light sprinkled on the top of the pear canopy, Seocho flew out of the wooden house.

Qilin Mountain was originally called Duanyang Mountain, when Xuanyuan left the throne, he felt that the Son of Heaven was like the sun in the sky, but Duanyang had the intention of killing the sun, and the name of the mountain closest to Shangjing was so unknown, it had the meaning of replacing it.

The Qilin Mountain resembles a fierce beast lying on the ground, so it was named the Qilin.

I also secretly hope that the mountain god of this mountain can send him Lin'er, who is as tough and reliable as the mountain, and has a tough and sturdy body, which has the meaning of auspiciousness.

The last time Seocho came to Kirin Mountain, she was affected by the anesthetic and chased and ran and frolicked with phantoms on the mountain, draining all the energy in her body.

At that time, she made a lot of noise, and also alarmed the mountain god of Qilin Mountain, thinking that it was a big demon who came to his territory to spread wild, but she saw Ruicao in the robe of wild deer all over the mountain, and went back to sleep very speechlessly.

The faint and warm sun peeked out from the side peaks, and the misty peaks were stained with rouge-like colors, making the deep and beautiful hard peaks a little more delicate and charming.

The quiet and cool woods, the flowers are rushing to bloom, and the sound of birdsong is endless.

The mountains and forests make Seocho feel unusually close, and the light spots that the morning light spills into the forest are faint, and the demure woods are like shy hibiscus flowers that have just emerged from the water.

Seocho stepped on the fragrant grass, through the overlapping branches, and walked to a clearing full of fine gravel.

On one side of the clearing was a jagged rock, and on the other side grew a large pine tree, where the body of the victim whose heart had been gouged out was found.

Looking at the pine trees from afar, the canopy of the trees is still surrounded by a faint mist, and the sharp and verdant pine branches of the pine trees are thickened, making the pine trees as vigorous as fairies, like a shy bride with a veil on her head, with a hint of dream.

As if as soon as you get close to it, it will ask you in a vicissitudes of voice, what do you want to make?