Hua Fan walked as if nothing had happened, getting slightly closer to the few scholar-looking young people beside her, pretending to be walking with her. She listened to every sound around her with extreme vigilance.
Seeing that they were about to arrive at the Peony Garden, Hua Fan heard the strange footsteps behind him. The sound was not loud, neither urgent nor slow, but it was secretly consistent with his own pace. He was startled, stopped, and turned around suddenly.
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There was nothing unusual behind him, just a crowd of men and women.
Turning around and walking a few more steps, the regular footsteps behind him suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he was afraid that Hua Fan would notice.
"I was followed." Hua Fan had no choice but to be followed as soon as he landed on the beach. He was really good at it.
Hua Fan thought, Shangguan Jinnian's people were lured away by the smoke and red tears. The person following him could not be a secret guard. If it was not a secret guard, then it was most likely the person who killed Qi Guogong on the ship, and the person who killed Qi Guogong was very likely.
The person is most likely Li Yuting.
Finally, Hua Fan came to the conclusion: "The guy following me is most likely sent by Li Yuting."
"In other words, I can find Li Yuting through this guy." Hua Fan secretly took a selfie and patted his thigh excitedly.
But with the huge crowd behind him, how can he tell who is following him? Hua Fan really wishes his eyes had grown to the back of his head, or that his neck had a built-in 360-degree rotation function.
She leaned closer to the group of scholars again, patted one of them on the shoulder in a familiar manner, and wanted to take the opportunity to talk to her and turned sideways to observe the crowd.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered that he was pretending to be a man. Wouldn't his secrets be exposed when he spoke? He quickly shut his mouth tightly. He smiled awkwardly, raised his hands and pointed left and right, gesticulating randomly, and continued to pretend to be mute.
The scholar who was tapped on the shoulder was confused and kept pulling his shoulder back, indicating that he was not familiar with the mute.
"Brother, have you admitted the wrong person?" The scholar looked as dumb as a donkey.
Hua Fan laughed even more happily. He waved his hands and opened his teeth, almost tearing off the uncooperative human flesh bun and eating it in one bite. He quickly scanned the crowd behind him with the corner of his eye.
A man in gray clothes caught her attention. This man looked very inconspicuous at first glance. His untidy beard covered half of his face, his head was lowered, and he was a little hunched over.
But this was the official road leading to the Peony Garden, and everyone was in high spirits and in groups, so his gray face seemed very deliberate.
With the target basically locked, Hua Fan turned around, glanced at the uncooperative human bun, and walked towards the Peony Garden without looking back.
Hua Fan thought that after following him for a period of time, he would definitely go back to report the news, and all he had to do was follow him back at this time.
But she didn't know the details of the stalker. Hua Fan's hands were sweating. If he was the Duke of Qi he killed, he was definitely a master. It was unknown whether he had special powers or not.
Feeling a little scared in her heart, she calmed down and saw that the peony garden was already in front of her.
The large gilt characters on the huge plaque "When the country is prosperous, the flowers are prosperous" are particularly conspicuous. Hua Fan immediately recognized that it was Shangguan Jinnian's personal letter.
Yao Huang, Wei Zi, Kudzu, Golden Pavilion. All the varieties that Hua Fan could recognize can be seen in this garden. The rest are rare flower species that she has never seen or heard of in the Anguofu Garden for more than ten years.
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The sea of flowers is gorgeous, the garden is full of fragrance, and visitors are mesmerized. The flowers are blooming, but they are not in the mood to appreciate the peonies.
She was always paying attention to the movements of the man in gray from the corner of her eyes, and deliberately led him to those single-plank bridges and gravel roads. Sure enough, she did not admit her mistake. Hua Fan noticed that he was very nimble in avoiding obstacles.
His shoulders suddenly sank, and Hua Fan was patted by the person behind him.
From the corner of her eyes, she was always paying attention to the movements of the man in gray, deliberately leading him to those single-plank bridges and gravel roads. Sure enough, Hua Fan noticed that his skill in avoiding obstacles was extraordinary and he seemed to have some special skills.
Hua Fan's shoulder was suddenly tapped by someone behind him.
"Brother!" Hua turned around, it was the "human meat bun" scholar just now.
"You have offended me a lot just now. May I ask my brother if he is the famous Mr. Zhang Buyu?"
"Who is that?" Hua Fan thought, "Is he called Silent because he is mute? He is really speechless." But now he has to follow the man in gray, and he also needs an identity to hide his whereabouts.
"!@#￥%%%" Hua Fan whined a few times and gestured with her hands twice, which was considered as admission. Only then did she notice the appearance of the scholar, a light blue gown, a pretty face, and a handsome body.
It has a bookish air of being harmless to humans and animals.
"Ah! It is indeed Mr. Zhang Buyu, and you are indeed here to participate in the Peony Festival today!" The scholar in blue showed reverence in his eyes, and several other people who looked like literati also gathered around.
"It turns out that this is the famous Mr. Zhang Buyu, and he turns out to be so young."
"This is the first time Mr. Zhang shows his true face!"
"yes!"
People were chattering in whispers. Hua Fan was talking perfunctorily, and the peripheral vision of his eyes never left the man in gray. He bought a big bowl of tea by the stream not far away and pretended to appreciate the flowers. His gray clothes and beard hid his beautiful face.
skeleton.
"No one in the world knows that Mr. Buyu's paintings are unparalleled in the world, and no one can match him!" The scholar in blue boasted more and more miraculously.
"Sir, back then your "Mo Yu Jiang Shan Tu" doubled the price of paper in Luoyang City!"
"Sir, I have gone through a lot of hardships in the past few years. I have read all of your original paintings, painstakingly collected and copied them, and almost spent all my family wealth on your paintings. Today I finally have a glimpse of your real face!"