"I'll go." Ji Jingyun whispered in a low voice. He patted his mouth, his smile widened, and looked at Su Qingwan's gaze containing encouragement and expectation, "Qingwan, you have a lot of future! If I had only had one confidence in you in the past, then I would be nine now."

Su Qingwan didn't know how to answer the conversation.

With Su Qingwan, Yin Jiu from the small world was also silent.

Chen Qiong looked through the music score on the shelf in Lezhai. After a cup of tea, he looked at Yin Jiu. Yin Jiu was still in his original posture and looked outside without moving at all.

"Young Master Jiu hasn't figured it out yet?" Chen Qiong put down the music score and walked over.

Yin Jiu changed his posture, tapped his fingertips on the window frame, his voice calmly: "Why do you think so?"

Chen Qiong bowed and said, "I'm just a bold guess. If there is something wrong, I hope Master Jiu will not blame him."

Yin Jiu said: "There is nothing wrong, tell me what you think."

"June Jiu was troubled, but he did not refuse. Therefore, I think Jiuer should know his feelings soon." Chen Qiong said, "I still have some trivial matters in my next home, so I won't bother you."

"I hope it's as you said." Yin Jiu got up and took a music score from the shelf and said, "I remember you said that your birthday is today. I don't have anything special here. When you see you like this music score, you will give it to you as a gift."

Chen Qiong thanked him and took it.

Yin Jiu closed the store and returned to Lezhai.

The door opens and the courtyard is quiet.

Yin Jiu blinked and said that he would come today too?

Room, no one.

There is still no one in the kitchen.

Su Qingwan is not the kind of person who gives up when encountering difficulties.

Yin Jiu was about to look into the front hall when Su Qingwan's indifferent voice came from behind: "What are you looking for at Master Jiu?"

Yin Jiumei raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt a little guilty. He turned around and looked in a voice. He saw Su Qingwan standing at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, holding a scroll in his hand. It must have just finished painting.

Ayin and Ayang climbed up from the lotus leaves and looked at it drippingly.

Yin Jiu coughed lightly and looked at Ayin and Ayang: "Go to hibernate!"

Su Qingwan: “…”

In the summer, what should I sleep in winter?

During lunch, Yin Jiu took the initiative to sit at the dining table.

Su Qingwan still warmed Yin Jiu with wine.

Ji Jingyun observed Yin Jiu secretly. Sure enough, Yin Jiu drank two pots after a meal. On the contrary, he was also hit by Yin Jiu's cold eyes, which made him feel goosebumps.

"I will eat pheasant stewed mountain mushroom tomorrow."

Yin Jiuru said to Su Qingwan.

Of course, his wish was not fulfilled.

The next morning, Yin Jiu sat in the yard listening to the little song in a big red robe embroidered with dark patterns of peony.

The person who sang the song was Ayin and Ayang who was forced to get up by Yin Jiu.

"Sing well, and enjoy your sweet bean flowers after singing."

Su Qingwan came over and reminded: "They like salted tofu."

Yin Jiu snorted coldly: "You know a lot."

"I don't have classes today, I can make pies. Can you eat them?"

“Not to eat.”

Su Qingwan nodded and stopped talking to Yin Jiu again.

The unwilling singing of Ayin and Ayang echoed in the courtyard.

It's too much to die.

I have insomnia and I won’t let them sleep in.

At the end of the song, Ayin and Ayang were lying on the ground and could not get up any longer.

The aroma of the meal gradually drifted out, and it was very suitable for the situation, coupled with the rumbling sound of the two little boys' stomachs.

Yin Jiu turned his head and looked at the kitchen. Since she didn't want her to have too much relationship with her, why would she let her go in and out of Lezhai at will?

After a while, Yin Jiu didn't think of anything.

Yin Jiu has been very upset recently.

Su Qingwan seemed to have no idea how to write the word "giving up". She came to Lezhai every day regardless of wind and rain. Yin Jiu could not do anything to drive people out directly, which violated his style.

Moreover, whenever Su Qingwan was away, the people and demons in Lezhai began to please Su Qingwan. The heartless Ayin and Ayang rolled in and asked him to keep Su Qingwan. As soon as Ji Jingyun sat with him, he began to pull the red line. Even if it was Feng Nishang, he looked at him with the expression I had promised your marriage.

In desperation, Yin Jiu ran to Wanli to drink with wine.

Wanli naturally would not make a fuss about Yin Jiu and Su Qingwan's affairs, which made Yin Jiu breathe a sigh of relief. However, Wanli looked at the drizzle outside and whispered: "I remember the rain scene in Jiangnan was the most beautiful before, so it would be great if I could go back and take a look."

"The rainy scenery in Jiangnan is still as beautiful as before."

"Can I go and see?"

Yin Jiu glanced at Wanli and thought, "As long as you can convince the Ghost Lord, I can take you there. Now is a good time to enjoy the rain, and I haven't been to Jiangnan for some days."

Wanli's eyes lit up, and she poured wine for Yin Jiu: "Okay, I'll go and discuss with my elder brother. Wufang School is about to be on holiday, Qingwan should be going home, we just happened to walk along the way."

Yin Jiu put his forehead on his back: "What are you doing with her?"

"Master Jiu, it's lively when there are too many people." Wanli said.

Yin Jiu did not respond immediately.

However, Wanli's words have been sent back to Lezhai and will not give Yin Jiu any chance to refute.

Yin Jiu looked at Wanli with a smile and sighed.

As soon as Su Qingwan came to Lezhai with her newly purchased ingredients, Ji Jingyun rushed over happily: "Qingwan, Master Jiu wants to take us to Jiangnan for a trip. Why not go with us!"

Su Qingwan looked at Yin Jiu with a stinky face: "Okay. Are you sure your residence? Do you want to stay in my house? I have many rooms in my house."

Ji Jingyun's eyes began to turn green as soon as he heard this: "Big house! The big house of a rich family! I want to live!"

Ayin and Ayang were excitedly surrounding Su Qingwan: "The big house is good, the big house is good, Ayin and Ayang also want to live in a big house!"

Yin Jiu stared at the three monsters who were eating inside and out: "There is not enough for you to live in Lezhai? I'll go out to sleep on the street tomorrow!"

Ayin and Ayang relied on Su Qingwan's presence and grimaced at Yin Jiu unscrupulously: "Qingqing will take us in!"

Yin Jiu was still angry to death today.

Su Qingwan's lips raised slightly: "I will notify them in advance to clean up the guest room."

Yin Jiu tried to refuse with a slap in his face, but Ji Jingyun and Ayin and Ayang both looked at him pitifully, and even Bai Lu stood on Su Qingwan's side. He pinched his eyebrows and compromised.

Just go, I heard from Feiniao that Su Qingwan's adoptive father was in poor health. I asked Wanli to take a look and maybe it would be cured.

It’s not too late to break up this fate when I come back from Jiangnan.

Yin Jiu took his hand to walk towards his room.

The small world still has not changed much. It is rainy season, and the drizzle outside has never stopped.

Yin Jiu did not go directly to the store, but instead landed at the end of the street. He held this purple bamboo umbrella and walked along the narrow street.

Suddenly, a sound of devastation music came from far to near.

In this era, someone died every few days, and Yin Jiu didn't care much until he saw the tragic situation of his store being broken.

Yin Jiu's eyes were dark, and then he returned to normal. He even wanted to squat on the ground to study. What kind of evil was he hit?

"Mr. Yin, you are finally here." The little boss selling fabrics across the street happened to see Yin Jiu, and he hurriedly brought an umbrella over.

Yin Jiu said: "Boss, where did the gods visit my small shop?"

"Mr. Yin, don't joke. Yesterday you closed the store early. As soon as you left, someone made a fuss on the street and beat him to the front of your shop. He didn't break the door. This is not a disaster." The boss said, "It's not a good thing no matter how you say it. If you don't invite a Taoist monk to do it, you can drive away this bad luck!"

"Tell me carefully." Yin Jiu was not interested in knowing.

The little boss sighed: "Speaking of this, you know one of them, and it's the teacher who often comes to your store. I remember his name is Chen Qiong. He looks like a good-natured person. He was bullied yesterday so miserably. I guess his left hand was discounted."

"But what happened after this is very strange." The boss said as he shivered, "The person who beat him was discovered early this morning and died in the wilderness."

"Just die like this?"

"Yes, I heard that the coroner's death was particularly miserable, and his bones were broken. If the birthmark was not good, no one would recognize him."

Yin Jiu nodded thoughtfully. He squatted down and looked at the broken door carefully. There were some dry blood on the door frame. It was obvious that both sides were angry at that time and ignored nothing.

Yin Jiu said: "I wonder who is fighting with Shen Qiong?"

"It's a famous bully here. In short, it's still the nephew of the magistrate." The boss said, "But it's better to die. If there is a missing person who harms the here, maybe God can't stand it anymore and he will take the life of the beast."

Yin Jiu felt funny in his heart.

The shop door, Chen Qiong, the county magistrate's nephew, accidentally, the bones were shattered.

Interesting, very interesting.

Yin Jiu thanked the boss and entered the rain with an umbrella. He bought two jars of wine from the winery along the way to visit Chen Qiong.

As soon as he arrived at Chen Qiong's house, he saw Chen Qiong's mother grabbing the sleeve of a young doctor and begging: "Doctor, I beg you, just save my child, please."

The young doctor looked embarrassed: "Madam, I have tried my best. The bones in the left hand of the son have been completely broken. Otherwise, you will take him to Yuxu Mountain to ask for the true person Song Yan of Piaomiao Sword Sect."

This is a way out.

The old woman thanked her so much that she turned around and greeted her husband: "Dad, let's take the children up the mountain!"

The old woman and father and son heard the voices of the old woman and the father and son. After a while, the old woman took the father and son out together.

Yin Jiu changed his mind and deliberately hid his body. When the family left the house, he placed the jar of wine in the house.

This matter is not simple.

What a gentle teacher Chen Qiong is usually a teacher. How could such a person have any unresolved grudges against a bully?

Why did the nephew of the county magistrate have to go to the cliff one rainy night?

It's more miserable to death than torn to pieces.

The name of Lu Cangkong appeared in Yin Jiu's mind.

Will this have anything to do with Lu Cangkong?

Chen Qiong was broken in his left wrist during the day. That night, the abuser fell off the cliff and broke his bones all over his body.

This is not a coincidence, it is a bright revenge no matter how you look at it.

Yin Jiu found the Shenle who was cracked by Chen Qiong. He glanced at the small world inside, and then found that Lu Cangkong had not yet come alive at this time. A creature that did not exist was unable to attack the living person. In this way, it was not Lu Cangkong who killed people.

Is this true will of God?

Yin Jiu still had doubts in his heart, and it was not difficult to solve this doubt. Yin Jiu inquired for a while and then knew the crime scene. He came to the place and found that the scene had been destroyed by rain.

The rain was not heavy, and it was indeed possible to seep into the soil with large blood stains, and there were no other clues around.

Seeing this, Yin Jiu no longer wasted his time. The black demonic power mixed with sporadic musical notes spread all over his body, and the vast space twisted around him until he sent him back to last night.

Time is stable, just before the incident.

The deceased sneaked into a dilapidated temple near the cliff. He didn't look scared, but was excited.

It seems that he is waiting for someone.

The rain outside suddenly became heavier and the temperature dropped sharply. The deceased sat in front of the fire and kept rubbing his arms.

A purse fell from his sleeve.

The deceased hurriedly picked up his purse and blew the dust on it.

Under the fire, the deceased smiled with a rippling face, not knowing that the crisis had come quietly. Yin Jiu was watching everything in secret.

The deceased would kiss his purse from time to time, as if he was kissing his date tonight, with an anxious and ugly face.

The sound of rain outside covered the sound of someone's footsteps hurriedly.

A black hooded cloak will perfectly blend into the dark night in the future, and the deceased will not notice the crisis at all.

The visitor dragged a wooden stick in his hand and hit the deceased's head directly. The force just made him unconscious, but it would not break his head. Then, the visitor dragged the deceased to the edge of the cliff.

The person who came pushed the dead off the cliff. The dead woke up halfway, and screams came from the bottom of the cliff, but were suppressed by thunder.

The visitor carefully erased all the traces before leaving.

Yin Jiu jumped down from the cliff, and suddenly he saw a hanging purse from the dead branch beside him. He paused slightly, and then went down the cliff. The space quickly twisted. Yin Jiu remembered that the purse was thrown by the prefect's daughter in his shop.

Yin Jiu returned to the store and saw that the purse he threw on the counter was gone. How did the purse fall into the hands of the deceased?

Then this murder case is not God's will.

Perhaps even this dispute was planned out by someone deliberately.

Yin Jiu already had an answer in his heart, but this answer was a bit terrifying, so he must confirm it again. The light at Yin Jiu's fingertips flowed, and in the blink of an eye, time returned to the day of the incident.

The store door was closed, and Yin Jiu stood by the window, looking outside through the gap.

Chen Qiong was arguing with a group of people. He was weak and the people watching the fun were afraid of the bully's reputation and dared not stand out. At first glance, Chen Qiong's situation was obviously at a disadvantage.
Chapter completed!