Yan Xiaoxiao's first plan was to let Qing Huan use as a spy to penetrate the enemy.

In short, let her be Mei Zhihan's guest of the scene.

Even though Qing Huan came to Youlan Courtyard half-pushed, he was still a little reluctant, but he was pushed off the roof by Yan Xiaoxiao, and he didn't know where the woman who looked charming and boneless came from so strongly.

Qing Huan rubbed his buttocks, got up and looked around, according to Yan Xiao's novel, this is Mei Zhihan's house.

The first thing that catches my eye is a hanging painting, on which is a woman, only the back, and the whole person is shrouded in the glow. There is a jade-colored cigarette tripod on the case under the hanging picture, there is nothing in it, on the left and right sides of the cigarette triplet, there are ten exquisite Buddha hands, all of which are in the shape of Bodhi hands, Qinghuan does not have to touch it, and she can also feel that these twenty exquisite Buddhas have spiritual power attached to their hands, and she is very smart not to approach this desk.

Change the direction, you can see a half-person high bronze mirror, and a bunch of colorful rouge gouache, how to say that Qinghuan is also a little girl, these lipid face, Hua Tian forehead yellow a few more glances.

After playing for a while, she remembered her business, Yan Xiaoxiao asked her to come to Mei Zhihan's house to find something for her.

It is said that every time Mei Zhihan leaves the Wenqing Residence, when she enters and exits the Gongshen Mansion, she will take out that thing, which should be a token, and only by getting it in her hands can she make a stumbling block in it, thus cutting off the connection between her and Lan Qingsen, and without the backer behind her, she will not worry about having no way to take her.

What the credible thing looks like, Yan Xiaoxiao can't describe it at all.

Qing Huan took out a crumpled piece of paper from her arms, and Yan Xiaoxiao drew the appearance of the token on the paper, but no matter whether she looked left or right, horizontally or vertically, it was a mess, and she didn't know what the body was.

She folded the paper at random, put it back in its place, looked around the room, and wondered: if she had such a token, where would she hide it?

Cabinets? no, under the bed? no, corners? or no.

Qing Huan sighed, it seemed that there was only there.

Where she pointed was the desk with a portrait hanging above.

Qing Huan stretched out two fingers, and the spiritual power poured down the fingertips, and then condensed into a small spirit bead, the small spirit bead gently climbed up the desk, and then carefully touched the nearest exquisite Buddha's hand, as if there was no reaction.

Xiao Lingzhu walked through the hands of several exquisite Buddhas, and came to the jade-colored smoke tripod, Qing Huan raised her eyebrows, and motioned for the little spirit bead to go in, but she didn't expect the little spirit bead she conjured up to follow the instructions this time, stopped in front of the jade smoke tripod, and shook it, and her whole body was full of rejection.

Qing Huan glared at Xiao Lingzhu, "Go quickly." ”

Shake one’s head.

"Go. ”

Shake your head.

A push and pull, in the end it was Qing Huan who was defeated, she was really the master, and condensed the spiritual power on her fingertips, and then created a spirit bead, although this small spirit bead is not as round as the one, but it is better to be obedient.

"Dabao, come back. "Dabao is the name of the first spirit bead, this spirit bead is the first time that Qing Huan's spiritual power can be transformed, the spiritual power is the strongest, and she is also deeply loved, but her temper is more stubborn, and she often comes against her, which makes her very headache.

No, Dabao didn't listen to her at all, stood motionless, and saw Xiao Erbao, that is, the second spirit bead, approaching, and puffed out two puffs of smoke.

Xiao Erbao crossed it, climbed crookedly and crawled onto the jade-colored smoke ding, hesitated for a while, but still jumped down.

I didn't expect that there was no force in the jade-colored smoke tripod, and it didn't trigger anything, but it was just an ordinary instrument tripod, and Xiao Erbao slid over happily in the jade-colored smoke tripod, and had a lot of fun.

Na Dese's small appearance seemed to be laughing at Dabao for being a coward, and Dabao let out another puff of smoke, and his body bulged more rounded.

Qing Huan had no problem with them, in order to prove that she was not partial, she had always been a bowl of water, so she had to let Dabao explore the hanging painting, so that it would be ashamed.

Dabao no longer refused this time, "whoosh", buried his head in the painting, unexpectedly, this hanging painting is not as ordinary as the jade-colored smoke ding, directly swallowed Dabao into it, the little Erbao who was originally playing, in order to save Dabao, also flew in.

Qing Huan frowned, trying to establish contact with Xiao Lingzhu, and said in a deep voice: "Come back, come back!"

But she tried a few times, or there was no sense of the small spirit bead, and she was anxious with beads of sweat on her forehead, it seems that there is another mystery in this painting, devouring the little spirit bead, she can't let it go, and after repeated entanglement, she still decided to use the summoning spell, although if she used the spell, she would be immediately noticed, but now she can't care about so much.

The fingertips lightly touched the fingertips, and immediately there were blood beads pouring out, the small spirit beads were the spiritual things that Qing Huan had transformed, and they had to use the blood as a guide to use the summoning spell to forcibly summon them.

Within two breaths, I heard two sounds of "porphyry", and the hanging painting spit out the big treasure and the little two treasures, but I don't know if it disturbed the things inside, or something else, the glow in the painting lit up, and a pair of huge eyes seemed to appear in the clouds, looming.

And then...

Qing Huan felt that there was a vision in the bronze mirror on her right hand, and hurriedly turned around to look, a shadow flashed and disappeared in the bronze mirror, she didn't see the appearance of the shadow at all, and then turned around, the hanging painting had no light, let alone giant eyes, and had returned to its original appearance.

Only the listless little spirit ball could prove everything that had just happened, and Qing Huan quickly recovered the big treasure and the little second treasure.

I wanted to leave this place immediately, but I was still one step too late.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass here? ”

Qing Huan was surrounded by a red Xuanya twice, tied his hands, and his voice was so enchanting and charming, it must be the owner of this house, Mei Zhihan.

Xuan Xuan tightened more and more, Qing Huan stomped his feet, gritted his teeth, and let go.

With the help of spiritual power, he broke free of Xuan Aya's shackles, and then learned what Yan Xiaoxiao taught, he turned his head violently, and under the flowing hair, there were affectionate eyes, Qing Huan used spells to cover up her gender, and if she was not a strong person, it was difficult to see through that she was actually a daughter.

Half-squinted, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled like a wanderer: "I have long heard that this warm Oiran is the most charming and graceful, but I have admired it for a long time, and now just hearing the girl's voice hooks my heart..."

Mei Zhihan's appearance is really good, worthy of the word Oiran, phoenix eyes, tall nose, perfect lip shape, a bright red gauze skirt, revealing a beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbones, and the red clothes are lined with skin like snow.