When The Flowers Falls, I’ll See You Again

Chapter 16 Decoy

The rosy and bright camellias quickly withered and withered away from the jade bottle.

Before the case, Jinxiu looked at the withered flower branches in her hands and did not speak for a long time.

Mei Xian opened the curtain and walked in: "Sir Shenzun."

Jinxiu put the camellia back into the bottle and turned around.

Mei Xiandao: "The Huachao Festival is coming soon, should we prepare?"

Splendid is silent.

The once-in-a-hundred-year-old Hua Dynasty event, since it was demoted, has gone through dozens of times before and after, good flowers and wine, congratulations to the fairy, and the years of the fairy are endless. Taste, I remember the most clearly, and only that time...

After a long while, he suddenly smiled slightly and nodded, "It's the same as in the old year."

Mei Xian hesitated.

Jinxiu looked at her: "What?"

Mei Xian was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Sir Shenzun will be promoted to Heavenly God next year, and it is not far from the time of resignation. In the future, when we go to Heavenly Court, it will be even more difficult for us to see each other. I think... make it more lively."

Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Well, let's do it with you."

The cold and arrogant color disappeared a lot, and a blush rose, Mei Xian agreed in a low voice, and was about to retreat, but was stopped by him.

"Don't leave, I still have something to say." Jin Xiu finished speaking, motioned her to come forward, raised her hand, and a small Ruyi handle appeared on her hand.

Mei Xian was shocked: "Order of the Flower God?"

Jinxiu said: "You have practiced for nearly 20,000 years, and you should be promoted. I mentioned to the emperor the other day that you will temporarily take charge of the flower affairs for me in the future, and then give the immortal book of golden pills. There is a mistake, after 20,000 years, when you are promoted to immortal, you can justifiably canonize the God of Flowers."

Mei Xian was surprised, and lowered her eyes: "Shen Zun has not left his post yet, or..."

Jinxiu interrupted her: "In these years, you have been very cautious in taking charge of the two seasons of flower affairs, and you have shared a lot for me. You have also made merit in reasoning. It is the same in the morning and evening. In the future, you can go to the Yaochi meeting in person."

Only the gods and gods are eligible to participate in the Yaochi meeting. Although he is not a **** of flowers, as long as he accepts the position of the **** of flowers, he will be able to meet him at the meeting. Meixian is delighted, and hesitantly dares to reach out to pick it up: "So Heavy duty, I'm afraid I..."

Jinxiu put Ruyi into her hands: "If there is any difficulty in the future, I will send someone to help."

Mei Xian was short, and she was wishful.

Jinxiu sat down in front of the desk: "The Hundred Flowers Brew for the Huachao Meeting is not ready yet, go and ask Xing Xing to come in."

Mei Xiandao: "She doesn't seem to be here."

Jinxiu looked up at her.

"She's going to see..." Mei Xian hesitated, but couldn't help showing a hint of contempt. She has always been arrogant and arrogant and disdain to talk about others behind their backs.

Jinxiu was silent for a moment and smiled: "When she comes back, you ask her to come see me."

Mei Xian breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at Ruyi in his hand, and hesitated: "This matter... don't tell Xing Xing first?"

Jinxiu understood what she meant and sighed: "Xing Xing's temper is not as serious as you, not to mention that she will know sooner or later that since you have taken the position of the flower **** and will be in charge of flower affairs in the future, all the flowers will obey your orders, how can they be afraid of their heads and tails, this is not You act as usual."

Mei Xian hurriedly bowed her head: "Sir Shenzun taught me."

Jinxiu waved: "At the Huachao meeting, I will tell the whole family about your affairs."

Mei Xian agreed.

Seeing that she refused to leave, Jinxiu was surprised.

Mei Xian suddenly said: "Since she insisted on being a mortal, it can be seen that it was destined by God, but her immortal fate was cut off. It was clearly Xing Xing's nonsense back then. Lord Shenzun has already tried his best, so why should he feel guilty."

Jinxiu was stunned at first, followed her line of sight, and quickly understood what she was referring to, and was silent for a while.

Mei Xian looked at the withered camellia on the case and whispered, "Why don't you... send her back?"

Jinxiu was silent for a long time, and said: "Forcing someone to go through the cycle of reincarnation is too much mana, and I will talk about it when I get through the catastrophe."

Mei Xian nodded and stepped back.

In the early hours of the morning, the light rain still did not stop, a few torches were burning in the yard, and there was a middle-aged man in his thirties lying on the ground in front of the steps.

Everyone gathered around, with different expressions. The two concubines hid in the room and did not dare to come out. They only watched from a distance from the window.

The servant was nervous and dared to persuade: "Young Master, this place is really weird, let's go quickly."

Yang Zhen's face was also very bad, looking at the corpse on the ground for a long time without saying a word.

Zhao Xing trembled all over, and said in a trembling voice, "It must be that female ghost!"

Everyone looked at Hong Ning's room in unison.

The door was closed, and there was no movement inside.

"Young Master, let's go, we mustn't let it fall into her hands!" Zhao Xing hurriedly persuaded him, "she told us to be careful last night, it must have been intentional! Wang Hu is so strong and strong, why is it? Will he die suddenly?" He pointed to the corpse on the ground: "We've already experienced that, he doesn't have any scars on his body, apart from being hit by evil, he can..."

"You sure have no scars?" the woman's voice interrupted him.

Zhao Xing's face changed drastically, he stepped back several steps, and pointed at her: "You you...what are you..." He was speechless.

Hong Ning ignored him and went straight to the corpse and squatted down.

Everyone stepped aside at the same time, but Yang Zhen stood still.

Except for the slightly messy clothes, there really isn't any scar on the body, Hong Ning frowned, and after checking it several times, he still found nothing, so he couldn't help but stop and ponder.

Dare to live alone in the wild, he already knew that this woman was not small, but he didn't want to be so big, Yang Zhen sneered slightly: "They all came from martial arts, how could they not know the wound."

Hong Ning raised her face and asked, "Where did you find it?"

No one answered.

Yang Zhen raised her chin slightly and motioned her to look at the half-closed door opposite, which was an empty room with no one living in it.

Hong Ning said: "When you found out, was he like this?"

Hearing this, everyone looked embarrassed.

Yang Zhen pursed his lips tightly, and after a while he spit out a few words: "The clothes are disheveled."

Hong Ning was clear, and finally understood why everyone looked at her so strangely, she couldn't help but wonder, it was only a night's work, usually banshees and ghosts captured Yuanyang, and there was no reason to die so quickly...

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yang Zhen couldn't help but say, "What do you think?"

Junmei's face was six or seven points similar to Bai Ling's, Hong Ning was a little dazed, but when she realized that there was no sign of concern in those indifferent eyes, she quickly recovered, looked away, and laughed at herself: "Yang It's better for the son to leave as soon as possible."

Yang Zhen looked at her coldly and said nothing.

The servant looked at the corpse and persuaded: "Young Master, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. In the future, we should appease his family well, we..."

"The culprit is still on the run. If he fools the past with these ghosts and gods, wouldn't it suit him?" Yang Zhen waved his hand to interrupt him, "You should **** the two Ru madams away first, and I will stay for the time being."

Everyone was startled, and all knelt down: "Young Master, absolutely not."

The two concubines had also heard his words, and they ran out to try to dissuade them from fear, but after he glanced at them, no one dared to speak.

The servants persuaded: "Young master acts like this, if you call the king..." He stopped.

"You first **** Mrs. Ru to Bie Zhai in Chongzhou, and I'll come later," Yang Zhen retracted his gaze and sneered, "What ghosts, monsters and foxes are all rumored, I want to see."

Hong Ning suddenly said: "If you want to see it, you may as well. If you lose your life, you will be implicated in others."

Yang Zhen didn't get angry but smiled: "You also think it's a ghost?"

Not to think, but to be sure, Hong Ning didn't touch his nails, she chose silence, lowered her head and continued to examine the corpse. She stretched out her hand to support the corpse's head, trying to help him sit up, but as soon as she tried hard, she felt something was wrong.

With a move in her heart, she hurriedly lifted the man's head to examine it carefully.

Gradually, a sneer appeared from his lips.

I didn't expect to meet you here, it really is "no effort to get it"! Holding back the joy in her heart, Hong Ning calmly straightened the corpse and got up to go back to her room.

"Stop!" He shouted.

Just listening to this tone, you can tell that the master is the kind of person who is used to giving orders. Hong Ning only felt disgusted, knew what he wanted to ask, and stopped: "If you want to survive, you better listen to them and leave here as soon as possible."

Yang Zhen said, "What do you know?"

Did he see it? Hong Ning was surprised and turned sideways: "Do you think it's me?"

Yang Zhen didn't answer.

When he found out, his clothes were disheveled, and he was obviously tempted. There was only a strange woman living in the yard, and it was reasonable to be suspected. Hong Ning was in a good mood at the moment, but he didn't care: "If you want to add guilt, there is nothing to worry about, that's all. It's your guess, there is no evidence yet."

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Xing stubbornly shouted, "You know our son..."

Hong Ning interrupted him: "The people's daughter has not violated the king's law, who are you and what does it have to do with me."

Zhao Xing wanted to say more, but was stopped by Yang Zhen's wave. He looked at Hong Ning for a long time, then suddenly smiled, and his tone became gentle and polite: "It's true that there are doubts here, but the girl is not afraid of rumors and lives alone in the wild, such courage will not lose. Men, I admire you even more, how dare you be embarrassed by a girl now without any evidence."

There was a smile in those indifferent eyes, kind and familiar, Hong Ning quickly looked away, the other party said this frankly, and it was not good to care about it, so he nodded: "This matter is dangerous, you guys should as soon as possible..."

"The most urgent task is to find out the murderer, so Wang Hufang will not lose his life in vain," Yang Zhen interrupted her, "It is our people who died, and the girl wants to examine the body, and I have never stopped it. If you know the reason, please let me know. Thank you so much.”

Knowing that this person was stubborn, Hong Ning didn't plan to hide it any more, and walked straight to the room, leaving a sentence: "Look at the back of his head."

Zhao Xing wanted to say, "Young Master..."

Yang Zhen said in a deep voice, "Look at the back of his head."

After dawn, Hong Ning hurriedly went out to the market to buy things, to prepare for the action that followed.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the room is filled with soft lights. There are two lanterns hanging under the eaves. The yard was not as lively as before. The two concubines, more than a dozen servants, and the carriage were all gone. They were supposed to be sent away. The rest of the horses were probably entrusted to the care of the villagers, and only seven or eight people were left to come in and out. Out, some brand new tables and chairs are being moved into the room.

Yang Zhen stood in front of the steps with his hands behind his back, his white robes like snow.

As expected of the pampered and pampered Young Master Guijie, he was so extravagant after staying for a few days, Hong Ning thought to himself, and felt funny at the same time, this was originally expected, this person is a staunch atheist, and his status is important, he refuses to leave , No matter how scared people are, they have to accompany him and suffer, how dare he leave him alone.

It's rare to find this thing. Since you stay here and die, it's better to use it for me, maybe it can save your life...

Raindrops fell on his face, it was a little cold, Hong Ning smiled slightly, and took the initiative to say hello: "Young Master Yang hasn't left yet?"

Yang Zhen looked down at her and did not answer.

Hong Ning stopped talking and walked towards her room.

Yang Zhen really stopped her: "What's going on?"

With her back to him, the corners of Hong Ning's mouth rose, and when she turned around, her expression returned to calm: "You looked at the back of his head, what did you find?"

Yang Zhen was silent.

A burning gaze fell on his face, which was an almost casual examination and test. Hong Ning's face did not change, he walked up the steps slowly and stood beside him: "Since you live here, you can come to me for anything in the future." During the time, she casually touched the window lattice of the bedroom behind him, and glanced inside.

Taking the initiative to get close to the man and peeping into the man's bedroom, this is not the words and deeds of a serious woman at all, Yang Zhen did not laugh at her, staring at her hand, calmly: "What exactly is that weapon?"

"There is a small hole in the back of the head, its shape is long and narrow," Hong Ning still held the window lattice, without looking at him, "There is another thing you may not know, his brain has been absorbed."

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, then moved: "Could it be some kind of poisonous insects, snakes and beasts?"

Talking to a person who doesn't believe in ghosts, Hong Ning would not do such a stupid thing: "I don't know now, but if you are in an emergency, you can call me."

She was clearly a woman, but she insisted on pretending to be her protector. A sneer passed from her eyes, and Yang Zhen turned his eyes to the high wall: "You also just arrived yesterday."

Hong Ning admitted: "It only killed Wang Hu last night, so you are all right."

Yang Zhen sneered.

"If you didn't come, it might have been me who died," Hong Ning understood what he meant and raised her face, "I once persuaded you to leave, but you insisted on staying, so it wasn't me who killed Wang Hu. She raised her eyebrows: "Since I dare to come alone, I am well prepared and do what I can. Compared with imposing myself on others, what is wrong with Young Master Yang?"

Yang Zhen had no good impression of her repeated remarks, and when she heard the words, her face became even more ugly. When she was about to get angry, the other party was a girl. It would be a loss of identity to care about, not to mention that it was indeed her own willful actions that ruined the lives of her subordinates, so He held his breath, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Hong Ning as if nothing had happened: "Young Master Yang, be careful, I'll go back to the room first."

This woman was blindly trying to use her words, her words were sharp, and there was nothing cute and pitiful at all. Yang Zhen didn't like it, so he naturally didn't pay attention to her actions, just nodded politely, and said lightly, "Young lady, be careful too. "

Hong Ning smiled and walked down the stairs without any hassle.