The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 709 Who is it?
Dong Chengfeng took the piano from the corner and placed it beside him. He stroked it with his big hand and managed to suppress his surging emotions.

"You, keep talking!"

"Zhu Xuanjiu's inner demon is a blood moon. I spent a full three months investigating step by step and found that Zhu Xuanjiu was involved in the former prince's witchcraft case."

"Zheng--"

The lyre wrapped in black cloth made a dull sound, making Yan Sanhe's heart skip a beat.

Looking at the expression on Dong Chengfeng's face, it seemed as if a stone fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

It took him a while before he found his voice, "Just a pawn."

The master's mind was so good that he suddenly understood the essence of the matter.

"Originally, I thought that this inner demon would end here, but I never thought that things were more complicated than I imagined."

Yan Sanhe was silent for a moment and then said:

"A group of crows appeared in Zhu Xuanjiu's inner demon at the same time as the Blood Moon. Later I discovered that the real person with inner demons was not Zhu Xuanjiu, but the group of crows."

Dong Chengfeng's hand on the strings became tense again, so tight that veins popped out.

"Why do crows have inner demons?"

"Good question!"

Yan Sanhe's voice deepened.

"Actually, those crows are the innocent souls of those who died in vain in the Prince's witchcraft case. They are using Zhu Xuanjiu's inner demons to relieve their own inner demons."

"He, what is their inner demon?"

"Let the truth of the witchcraft case be revealed to the world!"

"Zheng--"

Another piano sound came out muffledly.

Dong Chengfeng looked at Yan Sanhe intently. His eye sockets were deep and his eyes were dark, which made people not dare to look at him.

But at this moment, what appeared in his eyes was not shock or disbelief, but a kind of joy that "that's how it is."

"Dong Chengfeng, this is my real purpose of trying every possible means, racking my brains, and risking my life to kidnap you."

Yan Sanhe picked up his jade pendant.

"This jade pendant is not mine, but was given to me by Tang Jianxi, the former prince's fellow disciple. Because of my inner demons, I found him."

"Hahahahaha..."

Dong Chengfeng burst into laughter again.

He smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gathered together, and the tears slowly flowed down into his mouth, and they were not bitter at all.

is sweet.

Zhao Rongyu, are you using this method to avenge yourself?

You're really fucking capable!

Yan Sanhe watched him smile, but his heart sank. There was no laughter in this smile, but more sadness.

What is he sad about?
Sad for whom?

For Zhao Rongyu, or for himself?
After a long time, Dong Chengfeng stopped laughing, stretched out his hand to unbutton a few collar buttons, rolled up his sleeves, and slapped the small dress with a bang.

"Is there any alcohol in this car?"

"No."

"Have!"

Xue Zhao threw in a sheepskin bag.

Dong Chengfeng picked it up, unscrewed the lid, took two sips, wiped his mouth, and cursed: "Fuck, it's so damn strong, so satisfying!"

Yan Sanhe was completely stunned.

Did this person completely take off the old and cunning skin of Master, and then put it back on his original slutty body?
"I don't talk much usually. I only talk more when I drink."

Dong Chengfeng looked carefree: "It's been six years, and this is the first time I've drank."

Yan Sanhe immediately heard the subtext in these words: "Did you come to the King of Han six years ago?"

Yes, it has been six years before I knew it.

Dong Chengfeng raised his eyebrows indifferently and avoided this heavy topic.

"Little girl has a very smart mind. It seems that her parents are also smart people."

Why does it sound a bit old and immoral?Yan Sanhe deliberately darkened his face and tapped his finger on the small table: "We have wine, it's your turn to tell a story."

Dong Chengfeng was happy: "Tell me, girl, what do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear about your life experience; how did you meet the former prince? Why did you become a violinist in his mansion?
Listen to what you saw and heard during your years in the former Prince's Mansion?How did he leave the Prince's Mansion later?besides……"

Yan Sanhe looked at him.

"In the former Prince's Mansion, who was the internal agent for King Zhao? Is it the handy Xia Cairen? So what role did Shen Duruo play in this?"

"You actually know about Shen Duruo?"

Dong Chengfeng had a look of disbelief on his face, "How much do you know?"

"not many."

Yan Sanhe: "I know that she has good medical skills; she was tricked by her father into working as a female doctor in the Prince's Mansion; and I also know that she is the only one who is still alive after the witchcraft case."

Girl!
You're not supposed to know any of this.

Dong Chengfeng slowly lowered his eyes, covering up the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

What you should know most is who is your father?Who is your mother?
and also.

who are you?
Yan Sanhe keenly discovered that Dong Chengfeng's temperament had changed again.

From his eyes, to his expression, and even every hair, there is an emotion called "pathos" flowing silently.

This made his whole person look less oppressive and more fragile.

She didn't push anymore, but waited quietly.

"My background is very simple."

Dong Chengfeng finally raised his head and said calmly: "I am from the Western Regions, Qiang ethnic group. My parents gave birth to eight sons. I am the sixth."

One year, the master traveled to their hometown and suddenly came up with the idea of ​​buying a son and providing him with a pension in the future.

Hundreds of children were crowded together, and the master asked them to stretch out their hands. After looking around, he picked him.

He has the longest fingers among the kids.

The master bought four ewes, a cow, and five animals for his parents. The master often said: Your boy is worth money.

"At that time, how old were you?"

"When I was seven years old, I didn't even have a pair of trousers of my own. They were all worn out by my older brother. In the summer, I went naked. There were more than a dozen people in my family, and they were extremely poor."

Dong Chengfeng smiled and said: "No one can bear to leave me. My mother wiped a few tears when she gave me away."

"What about you, are you willing to leave your family?"

"I can't bear to give up!"

Dong Chengfeng: "My master looks like a rich man at first glance, and his hands are whiter and tenderer than the faces of the women over there.

Ewes give birth to lambs, and cows give birth to calves. With these five animals in the house, the young ones can have enough to eat, and the older ones can get wives. What a bargain.

Besides, Master bought me back to provide for him in his old age, so he has to treat me twice as well. Otherwise, when he gets old and lies in bed unable to move, why don't he worry about me doing something? "

When Yan Sanhe heard this, he understood where this man's wildness came from - father and mother, it is something engraved in the bones.

"Did he treat you well?"

"What a fart!"

Dong Chengfeng took a sip of wine and said, "I am asked to practice the piano every day. If I make a wrong note, the whip will come up..."

If you don't slap your hands or face, just slap your back.

The old injury hadn't healed yet, and a new injury appeared again. In those few years, he didn't have a good piece of flesh on his back, and he could only sleep on his stomach.

"When I was most miserable, I thought about running away. He couldn't catch me anyway."

"Did you escape?"

"Before I could escape, he drove me away. He said that I couldn't hold up the wall with mud and was not worthy of being his apprentice. He asked me to get away as far as I wanted without shortening his life."

"Is it a provocation method?"

"No, it's because I really don't make any progress."

When Dong Chengfeng said this, he smiled softly.

"Children who grow up on the grassland know how to run and jump like crazy every day. They can run more happily than dogs and horses. How can they sit still? They can't sit still for a moment."

But without his master, where can he go?

(End of this chapter)