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One hundred and fifty first record: dog blood evil

This is not the first time Zhao Chonghuan has come to Nangaofeng. In fact, in order to see the mystery of the Buddha carving in Yanxia Cave, she also used some skills to avoid the guards of Xiaozhu, West Lake.

At that time, I passed by the small building in West Lake, and it was still a bright autumn day. Such a high-gate mansion was close to the downtown Beijing, but it was quiet in the midst of the chaos, which was a unique place to be.

She stood in the secluded scenery of the southern peak. Looking down, she saw the small building of heavy carved beams of West Lake, the rich doors of the houses, the eaves and pavilions, and the curved corridors of the waterfronts were all covered by the blue sky, as if her master was so arrogant.

The mansion is surrounded by vines and green, lingering like clouds. The stones are washed in the house, and the winding paths are secluded. The orchids are beautiful and green. The seven-mile lotus pond is still full of lotus leaves and phoenix tails. Such a place is full of mountains and rivers. Living here, the light is probably flowing without realizing the flowing light, the orioles are in chaos, and the cold clouds are green.

At this moment, she walked out of the elegant and luxurious sedan chair and came here in person again. Even if she was just standing outside the door, the radiance of the sky and wealth piled up with her richness had already taught her to frown her eyebrows.

However, she came to the side gate on the west side. It was obvious that what Jia Zijing asked was an extremely anxious and secret matter.

Several escorts were speechless all the way, just urging the sedan chair bearer to speed up their journey. Now, when they arrived in the west of the mansion, their expressions became more and more anxious.

"Master Zhao Xiaochao, please follow me!" The goatee who had always been polite and polite, saw her looking around, and quickly interrupted.

Zhao Chonghuanxu gave a gift and followed him into the west door.

The small West Lake building in spring has a unique style, with orioles dancing and flowers dancing like snow. Most of the time, there are busy cleaning servants and servants everywhere. When they see her coming, they can't help but glance at her in panic. They can't help but glance at her in a panic. The eyes can't help but look like a surging tide, and then they quickly convey the secret signal of their usual gossip to the people beside them.

Zhao Chonghuan is so keen, and his servants' slightly panicked and mysterious expressions show that a major event must have occurred in the Jia family last night.

The escorts of the Jia family were so anxious that they found out about her residence early, and respectfully prepared a sedan chair to "invite" her to pass through the house. That was definitely an indescribable thing about Jia Zijing.

Soon, they walked through the small garden incense path and came to an elegant and beautiful pavilion.

As soon as Zhao Chonghuan arrived at the moon corridor in front of the pavilion, a pungent and unusual smell of blood rushed into her nose like a sharp arrow, causing her heart to suddenly feel trembling.

She couldn't help but quickly step into the arch of the scenery wall, and she could see the tragic blood-stained everywhere along the wall, which was shocking-

"What's going on?" She, who had always been silent outside, was completely frightened by this terrible scene. She hurriedly turned around and asked the goat beard in surprise.

The goatee stepped up and comforted her: "Don't be nervous! These are black dog blood! Black dog blood!"

Zhao Chonghuan was stunned, relieved, and suddenly realized what Jia Zijing had encountered.

She remembered the excitement of Jia Zijing whispering on the rain tower the day before yesterday. She was still confused at the time. Now it seems that the so-called "ghosts" in his words are about to start to cause trouble again.

"Please, please!" The goathu quickly walked towards the two-story pavilion not far away, facing Zhao Chonghuan.

When he arrived, Zhao Chonghuan saw a plaque engraved with three black background, gold-painted characters "Lanxianglou".

The place where you look is carved beams and painted buildings, and the hall is full of gold and jade. It is a rich pavilion built with jade and gold inlaid.

When I entered the Lanxiang Tower again, I saw the hall covered with golden talismans and spells, and the four jade spirits were decorated everywhere, and even various peach wood statues.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Chonghuan became more and more confident.

When the maid and servant in Lanxianglou saw Goathu and others leading a young man of dissatisfaction in, they had already rushed up to the second floor cleverly and shouted:

"Mr. An, Mrs. An, someone has been invited!"

"Quick, hurry up! Come up!" A high-pitched and sharp middle-aged female voice answered in panic.

"Please go up the second floor!" Goathu stopped and pointed to the stairs.
Chapter completed!
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