Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 1452 The Unexpected Incident
Tang Xinyuan looked at it carefully, seeing Jun Youliang's smile, which was uglier than crying, the corners of his mouth could not help but widen slightly.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly took out a palm-sized piece of paper and said to Jun Qingling, "Do you think this word looks familiar?"

Hearing what he said, Jun Qingling immediately leaned over, but when she saw the handwriting, she suddenly missed the door, and exclaimed, "Ah... how does this word look like my third uncle's handwriting?"

"No way?" Nian Bing also leaned over, but after watching for a while, Nian Bing's puzzled expression turned into surprise. "This is indeed the third master's characters, but this rice paper doesn't seem to be what he usually uses."

Looking at the rice paper that was dyed like an ink painting, Nian Bing frowned.

Because he usually haunts Jun Qianchou's study, naturally, he also has contact with the information collected by the major dark guards.And among them, there is no lack of correspondence between the third master Jun Youliang and other city lords and even major forces in the rivers and lakes.However, the rice paper on which the handwriting is presented in the report is all the best Luoshui rice paper.

This kind of paper is light and thin, but the ink is written on it, but it will never be stained, and with the faint orchid fragrance, not only the ladies of the major families, but also the Jun family only use this kind of rice paper.So, just now, he also looked at it for a long time before he recognized it.

Jun Youliang's back shivered, and he slightly raised his eyes to take a peek at the rice paper that Tang Xinyuan was holding sideways for Jun Qingling and Nian Bing, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

This rice paper is like this, Nian Bing, are you sure you recognize it?He finished writing last night, and he also recognized it for a long time before he recognized it, okay?

Jun Youliang curled his lips, "You must have read it wrong, right? Maybe it's just a little similar."

Jun Youliang watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and continued to fight his hummingbird meat with a 'concentrated' expression.Who knows, he just said this casually, but Nian Bing blew up.

"How can it be?" Nian Bing frowned, staring at Jun Youliang with an expression that you don't want to insult my IQ, and said, "Maybe I might misread other people's words, but only the words of the third master, I don't know what to say." Absolutely impossible to admit wrong."

"Oh? Why?" Tang Xinyuan knew in his heart that the word was indeed written by Jun Youliang, but it was also because he happened to see him wandering around the inn in the middle of the night last night, so he followed him on a whim, and naturally what happened later It is also very clear.

But Nian Bing is different, maybe because of running around, for a day, he slept like a dead pig last night, how can he be so sure?

Jun Qingling and Jun Youliang also raised their heads at the same time, looking at Nian Bing suspiciously.They really don't understand that two-thirds of the characters have been smudged and can only barely see the rice paper. Nian Bing's eye can tell from the look that the characters are from the third uncle/his hand.

"Look here!" Feeling the enthusiasm of the three people, Nian Bing straightened his waist, took the other corner of the rice paper in Tang Xinyuan's hand like an expert, and pointed to the position of the hook at the end of the sentence.

Everyone glanced at it, still puzzled.

Nian Bing was a little dumbfounded, and some didn't believe it: "It's so obvious, you didn't see it?"

"No." Jun Qingling curled her lips, and glanced at the last word on the rice paper again, but it was still a word, and she really didn't see any difference.

Nian Bing sighed.It seemed that he really couldn't count on these three mahas to observe such a nuanced issue.

"The third master has a habit, that is, after every sentence is written, the stroke of the first character before the full stop will be turned up, as if a small tick has been ticked. Look here...here...and here, right? The last stroke of the first character before each full stop is a bit weird." As he spoke, Nian Bing stretched out his index finger and tapped a few spots on the spread rice paper.

The three of them were confused, but they still raised their eyes and looked over.

The so-called one word awakens the dreamer, as Jing Nianbing said, the three of them saw the subtle but definitely existing small tick on the last stroke of the first character before the period.

Is it really what Uncle San said?Jun Qingling still couldn't believe it.You know, there are several orders in this letter, but each of them is not good for Feng Caitian.If Liu Yihan, that jealous person, found out about this, even the entire Jun family would hate him.What about her?

Jun Qingling was thinking worriedly, but she didn't notice that Jun Youliang's face turned 'swish', as if the blood had been drained instantly, it was almost transparent.

Jun Youliang probably didn't even know it in his dreams. After he raised his pen to give an order, he would stop at the last word and pause for a while to think about the next sentence. This habit made himself furious so easily.

What should he do?

Jun Youliang, who was unsteady when he saw the hummingbird barbecue, was really panicked now.Jun Qingling and Nian Bing were fine, after all, they didn't know their identities, nor did they know that Feng Caitian had cast an illusion on herself and kept her by her side.But the great god on the other side...

Jun Youliang was a little guilty, and with a little luck, in the midst of extreme horror, he glanced at Tang Xinyuan in a strange way.It's just that it's okay if you don't take aim, this time, it happens that Tang Xinyuan is looking at Tang Xinyuan at the same time, there is a half-smile in his eyes, and there is a kind of frightening playfulness between the evil eyebrows.

Jun Youliang thumped in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head, but that gesture made his whole heart beat rapidly as if it was his first time being a thief.

That posture seemed to have broken flesh and blood, soaring out of the air.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be asthma?" Sensing Jun Youliang's shortness of breath, Nian Bing subconsciously moved his body towards Jun Qingling's side. Although his tone wasn't caring, it was still a companion , Nian Bing doesn't want to be ruthless.

Tang Xinyuan smiled slightly, but that smile was chilling to the bone.Jun Youliang raised his thick eyebrows slightly, as if he wanted to look up, but suddenly remembered Tang Xinyuan's horror, so he immediately buried his head lower.However, this pretentious movement made his breathing more and more rapid, as if he was hypoxic in a high mountain.

"Little Jun, you don't really have asthma, do you?" Jun Qingling frowned, poked her head out, and looked at Jun Youliang in disbelief.

A person who can instantly kill the fifth level of God Venerable should not be in such poor health.

But even so, Jun Qingling and Nian Bing looked a little defensive.Jun Youliang couldn't help but go crazy with anger.Can't help cursing inwardly:
Your mother has asthma!

Didn't you see the murderous eyes on the other side?Obviously, that guy knew early in the morning that this secret letter was sent by him, and he was so graciously grilling meat for himself early this morning.

(End of this chapter)