Huajiao approached the table and looked at the vase carefully.

She didn't know the art of flower arranging before, but later she saw Zheng Min learning flower arranging in Xifu, so she secretly followed suit.Although I didn't learn very well, I finally knew how to prune flower branches, select main flowers and guest branches, and decorate them with some red fruits and green leaves.

The flower branches in this vase are of varying lengths, and the flowers are dense and disorderly, inserted in the vase in a messy manner.

It was obvious that the man knew nothing about flower arranging.

The painting corner took out a flower and looked at it. Based on the degree of withering of the flower, he judged that the hibiscus was broken off at least half a month ago.

In other words, someone had been to her house when she was in Yunxu half a month ago.

who is it?

The Puyi tribe has been living in seclusion in Huaiyin Mountain. Very few people in the world know about them, and their Zhuangzi is not easily found by ordinary people.

The person who placed the bottle in her boudoir was definitely not an ordinary person.If it wasn't Que Sheng, it was some other monster.

The wind blew in from the window, and the hibiscus in his hand exuded a rotten smell. Huajiao felt a chill slowly spreading in his heart.

She searched around the house and found a drop-shaped gold bead on the bed. The gold ring connecting the tip to other places was cracked, and it looked like it had fallen from the hairpin beads.

From this point of view, the person living in her house is still a woman.

Qianjie landed on the window sill, glanced into the room, and said, "Ah Jiao, my master is calling you to come out."

Huajiao glanced at Qianyue.

Qianjie hurriedly changed her words and said, "Ah Jiao, your new attendant invites you to come to the courtyard."

Huajiao put away the golden beads and followed Qianjie to the courtyard.

Di Ji stood by the west wall with his hands folded, looking at a mandala flower with an unhappy look on his face.

The courtyard is full of weeds, but this Datura flower is very luxuriant. It is more than ten feet high and has a tree full of colorful flowers.

Qianjie said: "It seems that Que Sheng has been here before."

Huajiao nodded: "Someone has lived in my house, and there is hibiscus in the bottle. It must have been broken off half a month ago."

Di Ji was slightly startled, and his face became more and more ugly: "You mean, Que Sheng lived in your house? He, a male demon, stayed in your room shamelessly?"

Huajiao wanted to say no, but seeing his displeasure, he said calmly: "Maybe so. The house is very clean, there is not a trace of dust. It looks like he has lived there for a long time."

Di Ji's face became colder and colder. As soon as he raised his sleeves, a strong wind hit him, and the datura flower in front of him was uprooted.

The painting corner said in a clear voice: "Quesheng has passed into nirvana now, and his soul is no longer on the mandala flower. It is no different from ordinary flowers and plants. What are you doing pulling it out?"

The emperor remained silent, his face as cold as ice.

Qianjie squatted on Di Ji's shoulder and said with some confusion: "Wasn't Que Sheng in Yunxu half a month ago? How could he live in your house?"

Huajiao raised his hand and touched Qianjie's head, praising: "That's not him. Our Qianjie is so smart."

She didn't expect that even Qianjie could think of something with a mouse head, but Di Ji didn't think of it.

Di Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that he was so anxious that he didn't pay attention to Hua Jiao's words.

He frowned: "I never noticed that if it's not Que Sheng, who could it be?"

Huajiao took out the golden bead and said, "I found this on the bed. I guess it's a hairpin or a bead on a walking stick. However, it's not easy to find someone with it." Di Ji nodded: " It’s a clue after all.”

Huajiao put away the hanging beads and asked, "Do you really know nothing about formations?"

Di Ji's eyebrows were gloomy: "Back then, I was ordered to go to Yunxu, but all the gods stayed in the human world. Of course I didn't know what happened before their death. I never thought that there were still things between the human world and Yunxu. As for the rift, as for the formation, I have no way of knowing.”

It happened that when Nuwa was explaining to Jiang Yan of the Puyi tribe, Que Sheng overheard her.

In this world, apart from Que Sheng, only the Puyi clan knows about it.

However, she is not a saint in the clan, and no one has told her about this matter, so she does not know about it.

Huajiao sighed slowly and thought carefully about what his cousin Jiang Ruyan said before she left.

"If the sky is not covered, the earth is not carried, the world will be destroyed. Ajiao, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

At that time, Huajiao realized from sister's words that there would be a great disaster in the world.She always thought that sister's last words were just a reminder to her to try her best to protect the world.

Thinking about it now, Sister A would never just tell her this.

She asked Di Ji: "Do you think Sister A's words mean anything else?"

Di Ji thought for a while and said: "According to common sense, a person will definitely explain the most important things before he dies. If Jiang Ruyan has noticed Que Sheng's conspiracy, he will never say it casually. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, maybe it means It’s not about the great country in the world, but something else.”

Something else?

Huajiao frowned and thought about it carefully. She felt that Di Ji's words made sense.

But what would it be like to travel thousands of miles across the country?

Huajiao remembered that Aniang had said that there was a treasure house in the clan, Linlang Pavilion, and that she would be informed when she was old enough.Unfortunately, before she could wait until that day, something happened to her clan members.

Now that I think about it, the wet dream should be hidden in Linlang Pavilion. The "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" my sister mentioned might also be there.

However, since Que Sheng had snatched the wet dream that day, would the other items in Linlang Pavilion still be intact?
Where is Linlang Pavilion?
She remembered that Aniang said that the place was guarded day and night.

Huajiao thought over the memories of his clan members before they died.

Every time I revisit these memories, I need to muster a lot of courage.

She sifted through these memories and finally discovered that the place where A Lian was before his death was something she had never seen before.

It was a pavilion. A Lian picked up a black stone and placed it on the chessboard. The person sitting opposite A Lian and playing chess with him was a tribesman named A Shun. Both of them were among the best masters of subduing demons in the tribe.

Behind Ashun is a white jade-like stone wall with patterns carved on it.

She couldn't remember anyone in the clan having such a wall in their home.

Di Ji reminded: "Besides the stone wall, are there any other abnormalities there?"

The corner of the painting is once again immersed in the memory of returning light.At this moment, she became Ah Lian, holding a black piece on the chessboard with her fingers, and said with a smile: "Ashun, I won this game."

Suddenly, a bell was heard ringing outside, and Huajiao guessed it was a warning sound of someone breaking in.

Allen stood up suddenly and saw a golden light flashing before his eyes, and a man in black robe appeared in front of him.

A Lian was hit by the golden light and suffered severe pain. His vision suddenly went dark. Before he died, he vaguely heard the man in black robe threatening A Shun: "Where is the wet dream? If you don't tell me, you will be just like him." The end." (End of chapter)

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