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Chapter 476 Move as soon as possible
"Boom!"

The closed door was suddenly hit hard.

"Someone?!"

Xiao Jin cut off the past that had just started, and looked up vigilantly.

The door moved, then slowly stopped.

There were faint footsteps all around.Qilan calmly picked up a kitchen knife, stood in front of her, and moved slightly towards the door.

I haven't stood still on my feet, but my eyes are fixed on the front - I saw a lighted incense sticking soundlessly through the thin crack of the door panel.

The gray incense ash quickly spilled on the floor.Not a trace of smell.

Qilan raised his knife and quickly slashed off the incense head, like a gust of wind blowing, cutting it off abruptly.

The flames went out instantly.

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand, opened the window, raised his hand and flew out the kitchen knife firmly.

"what!"

There was a scream.A black shadow flashed to the fence of the yard like a ghost in the night, and it floated to the other side in the blink of an eye.

"stop!"

The boy roared unwillingly, and immediately wanted to jump over the wall, but a hand stretched out from behind grabbed his shoulder firmly.

"Don't chase, you and I can't catch up with a ghost."

"Why can't you catch up?" He picked up the bloody kitchen knife on the ground dissatisfied, "The person who came here clearly has a shadow, he is not a ghost, can he escape if he eats my knife?"

"This person's lightness kung fu is amazing. Don't waste your energy."

Qilan listened to her tone calmly, even mixed with a little sarcasm.

Angrily, he threw the kitchen knife to his feet with a bang, his brows furrowed, and his chest heaved violently.

"Miss Xiao Jin, do you know who the other party is? You just don't want to tell the truth?"

The boy's voice was very low.In the courtyard where the wind howled in the middle of the night, it was covered in one go.

In the east room, Mrs. Chen had already put on her clothes and slept.Holding the bowl, Lin Mi slowly picked up a piece of noodles, absent-minded, and didn't eat it for an hour.

It is understandable for a young lady from a rich family to pay attention to the image when eating noodles, but it is not too much.

I ate them one by one, and I guess I couldn't finish them until dawn. "

Chen Xing stared at her bowl for a long time, but there was no lack of noodles, but he felt hungry instead.

"Xiao Lan made the noodles by herself, and they are especially suitable for your taste. Eat them while they are hot."

She forced a smile at him, seeming to see the impatience in his heart.

Putting the chopsticks down decently, and serving the bowl with both hands:

"Brother Chen, I don't have a good appetite, please take this bowl of noodles back."

"This"

He held the bowl in a daze, turning it around in a daze, not daring to go back to the kitchen.

"If Xiaolan sees that she hasn't eaten, doesn't that mean she took a knife out of her heart?"

"What on earth is Miss Lin thinking, not eating or sleeping in the middle of the night, tossing herself?"

Poor Chen Xing was in a dilemma. Looking around, the only hut in the corner of the yard that was covered by tree shadows was empty. It was a clean place that belonged only to him tonight.
Qilan leaned against the wall and stood silently, as if waiting for an answer.

His back is resolute, even if the northwest wind blows away all the dead leaves left on the tree overnight.People will not go.

Xiao Jin walked under a tree in the courtyard alone, hugged the trunk tightly, and wept softly.

As soon as she cried, he became confused.

During the day, he sometimes had an uneasy speculation in his mind: Xiao Jin let Long Yun go on purpose.

Not using weapons, not taking advantage of opportunities to fight back, just defending, and defending again, so passive that even others can't stand it.

"Miss Xiaojin, I feel uncomfortable, you can scold me, or punch me a few times, don't hold back"

She cried with tears in her eyes, and her whole body was especially white under the moonlight, like a statue of white snow.

"Xiao Lan, I'm sorry to trouble you," her voice was trembling, "I'm leaving now."

"Is it because you are worried that the bad guys will make trouble if your whereabouts are revealed?" He asked puzzledly, "No matter how big the trouble is, I will deal with it, and I don't need a weak woman to carry it."

After a pause, his tone became serious: "The person who came tonight is Long Yun, right? Am I right?"

Xiao Jin nodded, as a tacit consent.

Qilan clenched her fists in astonishment: "How did she find my home? Should she catch Brother Wenxuan, or Mi'er?"

"I can't answer. I just want to tell you that people who have done many bad things will occasionally change their tastes and do a good thing."

"Good deed?!"

"Well, I took a closer look at the incense left in the kitchen. It is a signal incense for warning people, not for killing people. Long Yun just wanted to tell me that this place has fallen into the sight of plainclothes. It's safe any more."

The boy sat on the ground inexplicably, took a deep breath, and looked into her eyes, which were not good at lying.

"So, you stopped me from going after it?"

"Well, move as soon as possible."

What he said made Qilan feel mixed feelings in his heart.

He reluctantly looked at the bricks and tiles in front of him, as if they were about to be wiped out in an instant.

It took half a year of hard work to save money, and the full support of the second brother Qijiang, to buy a small yard at a reasonable price to settle down.

After finally settling down, I'm going to become a stray dog ​​again
Xiao Jin wiped away tears, cupped his fists, and saluted Qilan who was sitting on the ground in a daze, "Let's leave now, be careful, we will meet later!"

"Miss Jin, where are you going?"

He chased after a few steps, but saw her figure quickly disappear at the end of the wall, blending into the night.

In addition to the dead leaves blown away by the wind, there is also a small thin piece of paper left.

Picking it up, it was still Zhu Juanjuan's photo cut from a newspaper, frayed to the point of fraying.
The intriguing conversation between him and her was unknowingly spread into the nearest west room.Zhang Wenxuan, who couldn't sleep at night, heard it clearly in bed.

Chen Xing originally wanted to go to the latrine to calm down.After entering, he found the stench inside was unpleasant, so he couldn't help covering his nose and retreating.

The food in his stomach was overwhelmed by the stench, and he couldn't help squatting down to vomit.

The sound of vomiting became louder, so dizzy Qilan instantly recovered and looked for it curiously.

"Brother Chen, are you okay? Did you eat too much noodles and couldn't digest it, and you have a stomachache in the middle of the night?"

"Hey, have you cleaned it recently? I've only been out for a few days, and the hut can kill the living."

"I sprinkled lime and placed flowers and plants before I left home. It was less than ten days ago."

Qilan didn't believe it, and insisted on taking a look.

Chen Xing was frightened by the stench, so he didn't want to go, the two refused to give in, and they were afraid of disturbing the two female guests in the east room, so they had to argue quietly.

Zhang Wenxuan got up in the dark, put on his coat, and opened the door.A strange stench made him furrow his eyebrows.

Without the slightest hesitation.With a hunched back, he staggered out of the room, and waddled into their ranks.

"Xiao Lan, Xiao Chen is right. I opened the door a little, and I smelled a rotten smell blowing from there."

"I'll go back to the room to get the matches right away, you stay where you are and wait for me to come back."

(End of this chapter)