mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 814 A Flower
Zhen Jinghan didn't take a closer look at the face of the person lying on the ground, but walked to his right hand and held his index finger in front of him for inspection.

Xiao Feng and Zhao Guoan took a closer look and found that the index finger of the person who was hit was obviously shortened, which can be seen from the nail cover.

The two looked at each other, with a judgment in their hearts.

The one who was hit should be Wang Tiezhu who didn't run away.

If it wasn't like this, Zhen Jinghan wouldn't have just looked at the other person's right index finger.

And it is.

……

Zhen Jinghan looked at the index finger that was missing a piece, and the memory rolled out of her mind like a tide.

That severed finger was caused by fighting with a vicious dog to protect himself.

I remember that he was the one who was injured at the time, but he kept comforting himself instead.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Guoan asked softly.

Zhen Jinghan shook her head and stared at Wang Tiezhu. Her skin was rough and her hair was thin. She was far from the big brother next door in her impression, and she was not even alone at all.

However, the reality is right in front of you, even if it is a coincidence, there is no such thing as a coincidence.

Suddenly, Zhen Jinghan seemed to see the familiar wheat field in her memory.

The boy ran on the country road, turning his head to look at it from time to time, waiting for him to catch up.

According to my memory, when I couldn't run anymore and sat on the ridge to rest, the teenager would come to me, rub my head, and conjure candy or a bottle of soda like magic.

It's just that this time the boy didn't stop in the middle of the road, and he didn't stop until he ran to the end of the path.

Then, he waved his hand, with a bright smile on his face, as if saying goodbye to himself.

After a long time, Zhen Jinghan came back to her senses, frowned and said: "What did he go through to become like this?"

"Don't think too much, some things... have no answer after all." Zhao Guoan said sadly.

Xiao Feng glanced at Wang Tiezhu who was lying on the ground with no vitality, and he probably deduced something in his heart.

People like Wang Tiezhu must not have a high status in society. Coupled with his bald head, he will feel more or less inferior in his heart.

This is not guessing out of thin air, but every time the other party appears, he will wear a hat, which is very illustrative.

Unable to integrate with the society, and encountering obstacles everywhere, people will subconsciously miss the beauty of the past.

And Zhen Jinghan is the pure land in his heart that no one can touch, anyone who dares to violate it will be killed!
Of course, this is just a reasonable inference.

What is the specific inside story, maybe just like what Zhao Guoan said, there are some things that will never have an answer.

"By the way, a guy in a strange costume appeared just now." Zhao Guoan said suddenly.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xiao Feng to ask questions, he recounted everything he had just experienced.

Zhen Jinghan took off her coat, covered Wang Tiezhu's face, and walked over to make supplements.

"Dressed up by a Taoist priest, with flowers on his temples, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a decent person." Xiao Feng said thoughtfully.

Kai Fanmou held the folding fan in his right hand, tapped lightly on the palm of his left hand, and said in a serious tone: "Can you describe in detail what kind of flower is that?"

Zhao Guoan couldn't help being startled, not understanding why the other party cared so much about that flower.

Could it be that that flower, like the tattoo on the back of Zheng Wei's neck, represents a certain sect?

Trying to echo for a moment, Zhao Guoan tried to describe: "That flower looks like it is made of silver on the surface, and its shape is a bit like..."

"Lotus." Zhen Jinghan said.

"Yes, yes, it is the lotus." Zhao Guoan nodded in agreement.

Zhen Jinghan frowned for a moment, then continued: "That lotus flower is not quite the same as what I usually see.

I was too far away at that time, and I couldn't look at it for too long, so I can only make a general judgment that the stamen of that flower is very delicate.

In addition, there are two whiskers extending from the middle of the stamen, just hanging down at the corner of the eye. "

After listening to Kai Fanmou, he pondered for a while and asked, "Is there any paper?"

"Yes." Zhen Jinghan nodded, walked to the back of the car and opened the door, took out her bag, unzipped it, took out a pack of tissues and handed it over.

Xiao Feng said: "Stay far away when pulling, and pay attention to the direction of the wind, so as not to smoke us."

"..." Fan mold.

Did I ever say I'm going to untie the big hands?

Depressed for a moment, Kai Fanmou said: "I'm talking about white paper that can write on."

"No." Zhen Jinghan shook her head.

Kai Fanmou thought for a while, and simply stepped out of the guardrail. He tapped his finger on the fan lightly, and a sharp dart appeared at the top.

He used the dart as a pen to draw on the ground.

About 5 minutes later, Kaifan mold greeted: "Come and see, is this the flower you saw?"

Zhen Jinghan and Zhao Guoan stepped forward, and Xiao Feng also followed.

As a result, before the three of them had stepped over the guardrail, a gust of wind suddenly picked up, and the work that had been worked on for 5 minutes by the fans was blown away by the wind.

The most important thing is that the wind stopped soon after the works were blown away.

Like a storm, it comes and goes quickly.

"..." Fan mold.

This is too small.

With an extremely painful mood, Kai Fanmou sketched again.

In order to prevent the accident from happening again, Fan Kai specially confessed that Xiao Feng and the other three would watch from the side.

As the painting on the ground gradually took shape, surprise flashed across the eyes of Zhao Guoan and Zhen Jinghan at the same time.

The two looked at each other, nodded to each other, and said in unison: "This is the flower."

Fan Kai stood up, holding the fan in one hand, and put the other behind his back, and said leisurely: "It's been so many years, I never thought I'd see this flower again."

"Okay, stop pretending, tell me what this flower means quickly." Xiao Feng said impatiently.

"..." Fan mold.

Can you not spoil the atmosphere like this?
But in order to survive, he had to whisper: "Okay boss, I'll start talking now."

He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said in a melodious tone: "This flower is called the Shouzhengjie Yinhua, and there is a story about it in the storytelling "Yongzheng Swordsman Picture".

Legend has it that in the Warring States Period, there was a man named Yan in the Song Dynasty who was cruel and innocent, but he was an out-and-out faint king, and he loved beauty very much.

One day when Yan went out to play, he saw a very handsome woman picking mulberries, so he was moved. He ordered someone to build a high platform not far from the woman picking mulberries, named Qingling Terrace, and went to the platform when he was free. Peeking at a woman picking mulberries.

Later, they sent someone to inquire, and learned that the woman was already married, and she was Han Feng's wife Xishi.

Naturally, King Song refused to give up, so he sent someone to capture Han Feng and kill him, trying to occupy the Xi clan.

The Xi family was also staunch, and after learning that her husband had been killed, she jumped off the Qingling Terrace and committed suicide.

Later, the guards found a note from Xi's body, the content of which was to ask the king of Song to bury him and her husband Han Feng together. "

Hearing this, Zhen Jinghan asked, "Surely King Song didn't agree?"

Kai Fanmou nodded and gave an affirmative answer: "If he agrees, he won't be called fatuous and cruel."

(End of this chapter)