the other side, flower festival

Chapter 5 The Mysterious Jin Building
Seeing this, the procuress squeezed out a smile and pulled Linglong into the room: "My lord, I've kept you waiting for a long time. Look, this is the Linglong girl I just told you about, and she is a big girl with yellow flowers." Woolen cloth."

The young man took a sip of the tea in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Linglong, the corners of his lips curled up, and he didn't speak, which was his agreement.

The old bustard gave Linglong a wink, and Linglong then walked towards the second young master of the Shangshu Mansion, with a faint smile on her face, neither coquettish nor coquettish, more like the eldest ladies of ordinary families, but she was more beautiful than the eldest ladies. Some charm.

Linglong bowed to the young master: "Young master, do you want to hear my family play the piano? My family."

The old bustard backed away with a smile, and went out to help them close the door.

Before Linglong could finish speaking, the young man had already spoken, but he didn't look at her: "Miss Linglong, sit down and talk, don't be restrained."

Linglong was startled, she met the young master's eyes for a moment, and hurriedly lowered her eyes: "If you are not satisfied, son, I can ask my mother to give you another girl, me."

The young man smiled lightly, pulled Linglong to sit beside him, looked at Linglong with gentle eyes, Linglong was startled, and wanted to break free, but found that he couldn't at all.

"Young master, slaves and slaves do not sell themselves."

Seeing Linglong's terrified expression, the young man softened his heart, slowly let go of Linglong's hand, and then pushed a cup of tea in front of Linglong: "I'm being reckless, Miss Linglong, please drink some tea."

Linglong was puzzled.Looking at the young son in front of him: "Young master, you."

The young gentleman smiled lightly: "I'm afraid the girl has misunderstood, Qu'er, we can listen to it next time. The reason why I asked Miss Linglong to meet is because of this." The young gentleman pushed a bracelet in his hand in front of Linglong, "Do you recognize the girl?"

The moment Linglong saw the bracelet in the opponent's hand, she was surprised: "Who are you?"

The young man slowly put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Linglong: "When is the last time you remember?"

In the darkness, a casual white dress appeared at the door of the Tibetan Flower Pavilion. He had black hair and raised eyebrows and phoenix eyes. His slender fingers were about to open the door, but when he noticed a sound in the room, he withdrew his fair and slender fingers and raised his eyes to the attic. Looking at the second floor, a black shadow flashed past. Jiang Jichen chuckled, kicked his feet, and jumped up to the second floor. He stood lightly in the darkness, and the people in the room didn't seem to have thought of Jiang Jichen. It will appear at this time, a subconscious mistake, and a trace of footsteps.

Jiang Jichen was vigilant, and grabbed a paintbrush on the pen mountain. His eyes were black and bright under the moonlight, and his voice was clean and powerful: "I'm visiting late at night. I'm afraid there may be something. If you want to, you might as well come out and talk."

As soon as the words fell, a short sword rushed towards Jiang Jichen's back. Before he could turn around, Jiang Jichen slightly tilted his head and turned his body to one side, avoiding the man's sneak attack. His shoes barely moved on the ground, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes were clear and indifferent.

The man didn't intend to stop, turned around again, and stabbed the dagger at Jiang Jichen's abdomen again. In the dark night, with the bright lights in the distance, he could see that the other party was wearing black clothes, and his movements were fast. It is difficult for ordinary people to dodge.

Jiang Jichen dodged lightly again, then stretched out his hand and pushed, hitting the opponent's shoulder. The person backed up again and again, and there was a muffled sound. Jiang Jichen tossed the paintbrush in his hand, and inserted it straight into the person's eyes In the wall: "After so many years, don't you get tired of playing?"

Only then did the man in the darkness walk to the window, but the dagger in his hand gleamed coldly under the moonlight: "I have never defeated you since I was a child, and nothing can defeat you. I am not convinced!" Revealed in the moonlight in front of the window, he looked intently, but saw that it was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple who had been here during the day, that is, Si Yangting, the younger brother with a different surname that Jiang Jichen grew up with.

Jiang Jichen shook his head, not wanting to pay attention to Si Yang Ting, and turned to light a candle. Si Yang Ting saw Jiang Jichen with his back turned to him, chuckled lightly, and attacked Jiang Jichen's back again.

Jiang Jichen didn't look back, took out a paintbrush from the table again, threw the paintbrush in his hand, and hit Si Yangting's dagger. Flashing past, wiping off a strand of hair, the black hair fell on the dagger, Jiang Jichen glanced lightly, then looked at Si Yangting: "So, are you satisfied?"

At this moment, the room was already brightly lit, and the candlelight shone on the faces of the two of them. Si Yangting felt bored, and sat on the stool with one foot on the edge of the stool, pursing his lips: "Where did you go?"

Jiang Jichen smiled, sat on the seat opposite Si Yangting, poured a cup of tea, pushed it in front of Si Yangting, poured another cup for himself, touched the tea bowl with his lips and teeth, and took a sip: "Going to Pingkang is also a good idea." Need to report to you?"

Si Yangting couldn't help laughing: "Pingkangli? Are you going to Pingkangli? I'm talking about you." He was interrupted by Jiang Jichen halfway through.

"It's you, what are you doing hiding here at night? What if I don't come back after spending the night in Pingkang tonight?" Jiang Jichen took another sip of tea, picked up the folding fan in hand, and shook it gently , with a smile on the corner of his lips, his face is like a peach blossom.

Si Yangting raised his buttocks and sat next to Jiang Jichen. The two brothers, one black and one white, had very different personalities. If they hadn't known that they were brothers, no one would have believed that such two people would come from the same family.

"What? Has there been progress?" Jiang Jichen spoke slowly, but his eyes were closed, and he didn't look at Si Yangting.

Si Yangting tilted his head, put one hand on his chin, and was about to stare at Jiang Jichen: "Didn't you say no? Why did you go to see it at night? Didn't you say that you thought it would be wrong to go to see it?" Misunderstood, is the suspicion more serious?"

Jiang Jichen squinted at Si Yangting, and said with a smile, "Are you following me at night? Or are you going to investigate the scene?"

Si Yangting chuckled: "Originally, I wanted to investigate the scene. It stands to reason that I don't need to go out alone at night for this kind of thing, but isn't this involving you? Can I leave it alone? And I have to take advantage of Fu Ling See if there are any loopholes before the day's assignment, so that you can get rid of your responsibility."

"It's none of my business, why bother?" Jiang Jichen looked out the window with a cold expression.

"Really? If you really don't worry, why bother to do it yourself?" Si Yangting said deliberately.

Jiang Jichen suddenly remembered something and looked back at Si Yangting: "Did you find anything at night?"

Si Yangting shook his head: "When I first arrived, I saw you jumping off the roof and heard someone yelling in the yard. I thought you had been discovered, so how could I have a chance to go in? It's really scaring the snake away. It's not enough, it's a failure."

Si Yangting didn't finish his sentence, and Jiang Jichen turned his face slowly, looking at Si Yangting with a smile on his cold face, Si Yangting immediately shut up, regretting that he just covered his mouth with his hands Shut up, signaled that he had made a mistake, and suddenly remembered something and spoke again: "But you are really unkind this time. You didn't call me when you went to Zhang Yuanwai's house, but you brought a stranger with you?"

Jiang Jichen closed his eyes, his gaze was stern: "Stranger? What stranger?"

Si Yangting saw the clue from Jiang Jichen's expression: "You mean, you went alone? Who is that man in black behind you?"

Jiang Jichen trembled when he heard that his heart was heavy. According to common sense, with his kung fu, someone behind him must not fail to notice. It can be seen that the internal strength of that person must be much higher than his own. If people are walking together, that person must be aware of his appearance, but do it quietly: "I didn't know there was someone behind me."

Si Yangting was startled: "He didn't expose you, maybe he was just a passer-by, but... that man is so close to you, you didn't even realize that this man's kung fu is really amazing." After thinking about it, he still felt something was wrong, "No Ah, since you don't know him, why is he so close to you? What's his purpose?"

Jiang Jichen remained silent, just staring blankly at the table, his fingers unconsciously caressing the jade pendant around his waist, the bright red Bana flowers on the jade pendant looked strange under the candlelight.

Si Yangting suddenly realized: "Could it be that person is the real murderer?"

The night was deep, and the Zhuijin Building in Pingkangli was still brightly lit. A flash of fire flashed by, and a red snake slid into the window of the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor of the Zhuijin Building, spitting out a message, slowly crawling on the ground, all the way to the Next to the curtain, it is entangled with the curtain that separates the soft bed and coffee table.

The girl inside the curtain stood up leisurely: "Always don't listen to what you say, don't scare others."

The red snake slid down from the curtain, and then a flash of red fire flashed by, and a woman from the Western Regions appeared in front of her eyes. She was enchanting, barefoot, wearing an anklet on her ankle, and the joint of the anklet was shaped like a leaf. It was the goddess of the Western Regions who came to perform for the queen a few days ago. She covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "The girl is thinking about those stinky men outside the door. It's already this hour. I'm afraid they are already drunk and unconscious."

The voice of the girl in the curtain was steady, gentle and cold, she didn't answer, and asked directly: "How is it? Have you seen it?"

The woman from the Western Regions sat around the stool, her waist was soft: "Of course I saw it. Fu Lingtian is the Minister of Dali Temple. Performing skills for the empress is originally a lively event. I have seen what should be seen and what should not be seen," paused Suddenly, with a charming smile, "Those stinky men are really ridiculous, they never leave my eyes, they're just stinky skins."

"So is Fu Lingtian?" The girl behind the curtain could hear that her voice was unsteady, and could feel a hint of urgency.

The woman from the Western Regions waved her hands with red nails: "He is not, he looks like a rock, you read him right."

The woman in the curtain felt relieved: "That's good, find a time, and bring thorns to see him."

The woman from the Western Regions got up and bowed her body: "Yes, let me find out the reality first."

Suddenly there was a soft sound outside the door, and the eyes of the woman from the Western Regions instantly turned into snake eyes, and there was a snake-like hiss between her teeth: "Who?" Before the girl behind the curtain could speak, the woman from the Western Regions had already turned into a snake and crawled out of the window.

Outside the door, the Second Young Master of the Shangshu Mansion was lying on the ground, with sweat dripping from his forehead. He closed his eyes tightly, and it was obvious that he was nervous and frightened. After the red snake climbed out around the window, it twisted and approached. The Second Young Master of the Shangshu Mansion wound up along his legs, spitting out the letter, and gradually approached his neck.

"My lord, I can't find you everywhere, but why are you here?" It was Linglong who spoke, and she walked over quickly, grabbed the arm of the second son of Shangshufu, and helped him up from the ground. When the young master got up, his hand tightly grasped the exquisite white hand, trembling because of fear.

Linglong had seen the Red Snake a long time ago, and then she appeared to rescue the second young master. She held the second young master's hand behind her back, and said seemingly unintentionally: "Your status is noble, if you lose it in our Zhuijin Building, who can we find?" Reasonable?" As he spoke, he supported the second young master and gradually walked away.

Red Snake crawled out from behind the wall, only watching Linglong take the second young master away, spit out the letter, as if she was angry, she transformed into a human form: "A mortal, is it worthy of the girl's attention? It's just a stinky man , she went up to the pole to save her, it's extremely boring! Let's see if I don't clean up this girl some other day." He said and looked into the door.

A girl's gentle voice came from inside the door: "Red Snake, don't touch Linglong, or don't blame me for being merciless."

Scarlet Snake's eyes were in a daze for a moment, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Girl, I know I was wrong."

(End of this chapter)