Sweetheart,Come Back!

Those who were monitoring muxiangzi were clearly local people, and the number of them was beyond Qin's expectation.

Judging from the current situation, the other side's forces have penetrated into the whole Wuling.

In a short period of time, there is no way to distinguish which is the other party's people and which are not.

In this case, if you act rashly, you will only be startled and self defeating.

***

when an Yin saw geqiao, as she expected, because the great wizard was arrested and bought medicine, she was temporarily suppressed.

Professor Xiang has not yet arrived in Wuling, but she is going to pick mubingzi flowers. Geqiao said that she had to deal with the affairs of the great wizard first. He did not worry. He sat with geqiao for a while and then returned to the small Tulou.

When she returned to the small Tulou, it was a good time for the sun. Anyin did not return to her room and sat in the patio to bask in the sun.

The flower beds in the small wooden building are full of woody seeds.

Anyin picked the woody flowers and played with them.

After playing for a while, he tore off the petals of the woody flower one by one.

Sitting at noon, Ding Hong poked out her head upstairs, "anyin, have dinner."

"Good."

Anyin crushes the heart of the flower, throws it on the ground with the petals and goes upstairs.

Her figure just disappeared at the entrance of the stairs. The cleaner of the small Tulou swept all the rotten muxiangzi flowers of an Yin into the dustpan, and then walked away. Anyin soiled the ground, and it was normal for others to do sanitation.

On the surface, there's nothing strange about it.

Anyin stands behind the stairs and looks at the cleaner walking away, with a sneer in her mouth.

It's not a leak.

Don't say that there is tracking powder on mubingzi flower, but there is no such person staring at her. Even if she takes a petal, she can't hide from each other's eyes.

***

in the big Tulou of dushichang.

Luxurious rooms.

Dushi Chang stands at the window.

From this angle, we can see the small Tulou where an Yin and his wife live.

A man put the hands of an Yin's torn and crushed muxiangzi flower in the past, "she picked this flower."

Dushi Chang put those scattered petals together one by one.

Although the petals were crumpled, and the heart of the flower was rotten, it was a complete flower after all.

"What did she do when she went back to the small Tulou?"

"She went into the room last night and didn't come out again. I just sat in the patio for a while this morning, but I obviously lost interest in mukesiya and didn't even look at it. "

"And the others?"

"And no one picked the flowers of the wood."

Mu Shichang is a little surprised. He stops with his chess hand. Does he really look away?

No.

The next day, anyin was still wandering around Wuling.

Anyin is idle and bored, and makes trouble for the people who stare at her secretly.

All the way along, I picked the muxiangzi flowers along the road. I picked them and lost them. Sometimes I crushed the petals and asked them to count them one by one and gather them one by one.

Count them, kill them.

Anyin doesn't have to look at it. She can also know how much resentment those people have in their eyes and how deeply they hate her.

Such a little prank made her feel strangely good.

Where the flowers, where she went, unknowingly into a very beautiful garden.

Most of the residents in Wuling live in earth buildings, but such gardens are rare.

An Yin can't help but walk in.

The garden is large and secluded.

After walking for a long time, I didn't see a person. It was too quiet.

Anyin felt a little uneasy and did not move forward.