He jumped up like a frightened bird that cut through the sky.
Baili Fengjian paused his foot in front of the teahouse and turned around. It seemed that for a moment, he noticed her breath, but she escaped by her in a slight slight waving.
Looking up at the west, the clouds burning thousands of miles away, as amazing as the fire of karma in hell. The face of the hundred miles of wind is like a bright moon and a breeze, and I don’t know where to end.
...
Jing Che disappeared from him again, but he was not in a hurry to follow him to look for him again. After all, this ** divine seal is in hand, and as long as the wind is slight, there is no worry that the person will not come.
Now, all she has to do is...
The city was bustling with people and people from all over the world. Jing Che rushed to a library in the east of the city, stood in front of the door and looked up, squinted at the inconspicuous small plaque on the large plaque in the library.
Purple Microstar.
Under the mask, there was a moment of hesitation in her eyes. Is this place Si Ming asked her to come to find? Looking at the dilapidated appearance of the big city, Jing Che was still a little confused.
Then she fixed her eyes and looked at the plaque with the genus Purple Star again. She felt that the four large characters iron-painted silver hooks gradually emerged in the situation where the clouds burned west. It was impossible to see the mystery of the mysterious spirit. Things are impermanent, and I guess it must be right.
I quietly walked around the first floor and went to the second floor. The wooden steps extended to the end, and there was a sandalwood carved door. It was exquisite and priceless, but tightly closed.
Standing in front of the door, Jing Che raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but took it back the moment when his fingers were about to fall. Then her eyes under the mask darkened slightly, and she silently pinched the magic tricks in her heart, and flashed into the room.
There was a whole screen in the middle of the house, which was also a fine and carved jade. The space inside the house was divided into two parts by the screen, and there was no one on the outside, so it was thought that it was a place for guests on weekdays.
Jing Che stood at the door and hesitated for a while. Before she could frown and think about going out, she heard a quiet voice inside: "Come in."
A sudden heart was shocked. Jingche knew that there had never been any sound when he entered the house, but he didn't know how profound the person inside had to capture his place under such circumstances.
Jing Che was struggling for a moment and let go of his mind. If it was as she had thought just now, even if the person in the room wanted to do something unexpected to her, he would never be able to escape. Since that was the case, it would be better to come and feel at ease. Moreover, today he was sent to the door to look for someone, so if there were any consequences, he would naturally have to bear it.
Besides, if the person you are looking for is the person you are thinking of, then there should be no danger.
He took a lighter pace and went behind the screen in the direction of the sound. He just heard the sound in his ears, as cold as ice as the deep night sky. This coldness is different from anyone she has ever come into contact with. It is natural, but can be directly inserted into people's hearts.
Turning the screen, the person talking suddenly came to his eyes. A woman in white was sitting in front of the long desk. The long desk was extremely clean. Apart from the incense burning on the edge, there was nothing else. At this time, the woman in white was leaning against the back of the chair, slightly tilting her head to rest. She pinched her eyebrows with her left hand, revealing her obvious fatigue.
Jing Che was stunned, and then replied to his previous cautious appearance. Now the man was tilting his head and facing her with a white and slender neck. She focused her energy on this point. If something went wrong, she would not have no backhand power at all.
"Please sit down, girl, I have been waiting for you since yesterday."
But for a long time, the man straightened up. His voice was still cold and clear, but the expression on his face was not so inhumane. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, his snow teeth and thin lips were very beautiful. However... those eyes, as deep as the starry sky, were inexplicably lost their spirits.
Jing Che did not speak, and sat on the chair opposite her as he was.
Just as she was able to sit down, the man stretched out his hand towards her.
Jing Che asked in confusion, "This..."
The man smiled slightly, and his cold and deserted voice seemed to add a little warmth. "You come to me with the token he gave you, then give me that thing, and then you can ask me what you want to know."
Jing Che stretched out his hand and took the pendant not far from his hand. The eyes behind the mask kept frozen on her face, just to figure out whether this person's eyes could see things.
As expected, it was as she thought.
"Miss, I'm born with eye disease."
After the man took the pendant, he rubbed his hands for a moment, and determined the authenticity of the object. Then he held it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it carefully like he treated his beloved thing.
Then she asked, "What do you want to see?"
"I..." Jing Che felt his speech stuttering. She never thought that this astrology master would look like this.
The man seemed to understand what she was thinking and said, "Although I can't see it, I have already taken the sky into my heart. Just ask."
Jing Che apologized: "I just thought too much and got abrupt girl. Can you ask what the girl is called?"
"Weixuan."
"Since that's the case, I'll bother Miss Weixuan to solve my doubts."
Weixuan looked in the direction she was in, without saying a word, but only stretched out her hand and used her palm as a medium, which meant to invite her.
"Where is the boss of Donglai Teahouse now?"
Wei Xuan listened to it, then stood up and pressed it down. In front of him, a mysterious starry sky projection appeared. Jing Che was slightly stunned, and was quite surprised by her magic tricks. She saw her hand pinching her hand like a shadow and illusion. As his movements, the star curtain in front of her also changed constantly. But for a long time, she stopped, her face was a little pale, and she spoke to Jing Che: "It's still in the east of the city, and it's still in the teahouse."
"Was Storyteller harmed him?"
Wei Xuan nodded: "Yes."
"What's the reason?"
"The teahouse was originally running some unknown weapon business, but was later broken by the storyteller. Later, the storyteller heard that the female boss's husband had died once many years ago. Now he is a puppet. The storyteller asked the teahouse boss for the hush money, so he was murdered by the teahouse boss with malicious intentions." Weixuan finished speaking, before Jing Che could speak, he continued, "Miss is not a member of the government. Don't pay for my skills for this simple case?"
Jing Che looked up at him and saw a thin layer of sweat had already emerged from his forehead. Then she said, "I'm sorry, sir, I want to ask another question, is that female boss called Nian Sanniang?"