The map is intuitive, and the text is all based on imagination.

Yan Saburo turned directly to the last page: "The author of this book is responsible for the final design and renovation of Yu Yuan." He took over halfway through and worked for seven years before it was finally completed. ”

The page also bears the author's signature and red stamp.

The red seal indicates that the book was donated by himself. The boy tapped on the booklet, "You take someone to look for it." If we are lucky, this man may be alive. ”

He added: "The feng shui design of this garden is very reasonable, and Tie Shi Ning should not build a lot of construction after taking over, at most do some minor repairs and minor repairs, which will not hinder the overall layout." ”

Huo Dongjin was overjoyed and took the book to identify the seal: "Chu Qingda, Anlai Xilu." ”

"If you're a local, that's easy. He put the book in his arms, "You rest, I'll go and set it up." ”

After he left, the cat licked his paws: "Hey, you kid is really lucky, I happened to see the introduction of the predecessor of Taifu Mansion." ”

That's not luck, it's just a bit of a lot of reading. Yan Saburo hugged it in front of his eyes and held its front paws with both hands: "Tell me, why did you avoid me at night recently?"

"Who hid from you?" Chitose said angrily, "Do you have three heads and six arms, how powerful do you think you are?"

"Why did you escape into the wooden bell?" she could only appear at night, but in the past few nights, Chitose had escaped into the wooden bell and did not show up all night, only saying to him that she wanted to study the glass lamp.

"Isn't this for your own good?" the white cat glared at him with watery eyes, "You have to be calm, not a wolf at night." ”

This kid looks like a fake person during the day, and at night he comes to pester her.

Although she didn't feel anything bad—ahem, yes, it's good, after all, he was studious and diligent, his skills were improving rapidly, and there were more and more tricks—but when the love was deep, both of them were excited, which was greatly detrimental to his physical recovery.

So after thinking about it, she still reluctantly made this decision.

Why doesn't the stinky boy appreciate it?

"I can be at peace. When Yan Saburo said this, he was very calm.

"Huh. She believed that he had a ghost, and at night, her hands and feet became more and more dishonest.

What is out of love is not possible. A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

The white cat broke free, jumped off the table and ran away.

......

It was getting dark, and there was a noise outside.

Yan Saburo opened the door and saw that it was Duan Fang and Qiu Jiaojiao who were back.

Although Qiu Jiaojiao quickly entered the house and closed the door, the young man's keen eyes still caught her eyes swollen like peaches, her nose was red, and her face was a little puffy.

For a woman who is willing to spend millions of silver to buy an age-reduction contract, love for beauty is probably instinctive, how can she let others see herself so embarrassed?

Yan Saburo coughed twice.

Duan Fang was still standing outside the door, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw Yan Saburo, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The boy beckoned to him.

Duan Fang looked left and right, and then walked straight over, entered the room and sat down: "You have a cup of tea, this day is in a hurry." ”

"Is there a melon, is there a melon?" the cat ran in out of nowhere with its tail up, staring at the innocent big eyes.

It also saw the two of them return.

"Good. Yan Saburo first released the soundproof barrier, and then went to pour tea, "What's wrong?" actually made a proud stranger like Qiu Jiaojiao cry.

When he asked this, he actually had a vague guess in his heart.

"I won't tell, you'll find out in a few days. Duan Fang raised his glass and drank the tea, looking really thirsty, "Mr. Bu and his two sons died in the prison last night. ”

Sure enough, it has something to do with Boogielen. Yan Saburo looked surprised: "How come, there can be an accident in that place in the heavenly prison?"

"Isn't it?" Duan Fang rubbed his face, looking a little exhausted, "This morning, the palace sent someone to ask us to identify the corpses, the three corpses were lined up, Mr. Bu was the worst, he was picked off the tendons of his limbs, his chest was also poked, and blood flowed all over the ground. He was stabbed thirty-seven times. ”

Yan Saburo poured it, and Duan Fang immediately drank the second cup of tea: "He has a bruise on his neck." The killer should have choked him by the throat so that he could not speak, and then he went under the knife. ”

This is the art of speaking. Although Duanfang's words sounded full of blood, Yan Saburo understood the deeper meaning of his words:

Boujiren was stabbed thirty-six times before his throat was finally slashed with one cut. Otherwise, what did the murderer do by strangling his neck?

I want him to suffer slowly.

Seeing the cat squatting on the chair and washing its face, its fur was snow-white and fluffy, very cute, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it.

The white cat was immediately alert, its ears were erected, and a paw waved.

Duan Fang had to withdraw his hand and said with a wry smile: "After so many years, your cat still won't be touched." Hey, don't you recognize me?" of course the latter sentence was addressed to the white cat.

Yan Saburo looked at him, and then at the cat: "The last time we met, it was still young. ”

In fact, both Chitose and Qianqian are completely indifferent to outsiders.

He said back to the point, "That kind of death is too miserable." Elder Qiu has been hit hard, hasn't he?"

Elder Qiu cried bitterly on the spot, and when he recovered from his recovery, he broke into the middle palace angrily, and he was determined to give her an explanation. Duan Fang still had palpitations when he said it, "At that time, the palace was tense and nervous, and they all thought that she was going to assassinate King Xuan." ”

Yan Saburo coughed twice before asking, "Did she hurt someone?"

"Seven people were wounded, one was seriously wounded and later died. ”

Described like this, Yan Saburo can imagine Qiu Jiao's delicate and delicate like a crazy tiger and go straight to the middle palace.

Chitose also said: "Tigress." ”

This woman is really soaring.

"I thought I was going to die there with her. Duan Fang stretched his neck, making a click.

He is very self-aware, the palace is the tiger's den in Longtan, only with himself and Qiu Jiaojiao, no matter how high the cultivation is, he can't walk sideways, and in the end, most of them will be beaten into a sieve.

Later, the regent arrived, reassured him, and said that he must find the murderer behind the scenes. Duan Fang smiled bitterly, "Look, it took so much effort for me to bring her back." ”

The white cat began to scratch the table: "It seems that Qiu Jiaojiao and the Bu family have a good relationship. ”

Yan Saburo heard this, and directly transferred this sentence to Duan Fang.

"That's it. Duan Fang immediately said, "Elder Qiu lost his mother when he was young, and he was very close to his uncle's family, including Boojilun's two dead sons, who had a deep relationship with her. ”

Yan Saburo understood: "This trip to An Lai, is it her own request to the sect?"

Duan Fang nodded: "She has a straightforward temperament, and the sect master was worried that she would disturb the situation here, so he sent me to help." ”

Otherwise, who wants to wade into such troubled waters?

Yan Saburo heard the abnormality: "The deceased is a father and son, but I remember that Bujilun obviously has three sons?"

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