The moonlight at the close of the day reflected the three people walking among the sycamore trees. Fortunately, Xie Ziqin grew up in Rongchang Mansion since he was a child, and had some free time to understand the distance between the lines on the trees.
From then on, Shang Zhi and Jin Huan, led by Xie Ziqin, crossed the wire and jumped bells all the way to the last two copper wires leading to the courtyard. They found that the copper wires intersected to form two opposite pointed triangles.
Xie Ziqin frowned and looked at the two triangles of different sizes. He turned to look at Shang Zhi and Jin Huan and thought about their body shapes. Looking back, Xie Ziqin looked at the slightly larger triangle on the right.
Although he is small, he can fit in from both sides!
But there were two big ones behind him, so Xie Ziqin floated to the triangle on the right. When crossing the line, he did not forget to spread his arms slightly and gave Jin Huan and Shang Zhi a moment to compare the width of the line.
Taking the lead in measuring distance with his own body, Shang Zhi estimated the size between Jie Ziqin's arms, twisted his drooping temple hair into a ball with his backhand, bit it with his mouth, and finally drilled it into the triangle.
It can't be said to be an easy task, but at least it was successfully passed. Jie Ziqin rolled his eyes and Shang Zhi pouted. The two refused to give in and looked at Jin Huan opposite.
When Jin Huan saw the two of them, he thought about Shang Zhi biting his hair and raised his hand to wipe it. He suddenly realized that he had not managed his hair for many years and there was no way he could do it again unless it was done across the board...
...But with his bald head, he is not a monk!
From then on, Jin Huan tied his clothes into a knot, stepped into the triangle first, and then carefully bent over to cross the line, just as his head was about to jump over the red line.
With a sound of "angry", his hair touched the red line, which alerted the guards in the hospital and came over. Shang Zhi felt anxious, grabbed Jin Huan's arm, pulled, and the next second Jin Huan's head was cut off.
When he was bald, Shang Zhi took Jin Huan and followed Xie Ziqin to hide behind the rockery closest to the Tianjing Pavilion. The three of them leaned against the rockery, held their breath and listened quietly to what was going on in the courtyard.
In the courtyard, patrolling guards followed the sound.
The head guard grasped the red thread that was shaken by Jin Huan, raised his eyes to glance at the fallen leaves drifting in the wind, and lowered his eyes to prepare for further inspection when a secret message came to his ears.
With a "Don't disturb", the captain of the guard heard the voice belonging to Ying Tian, his eyes darkened, he turned to look at the guard behind him, raised his hand and said casually.
"It's just the night wind that frightened the leaves, everyone go back!"
Saying that, the captain of the guard glanced at the red thread again, looked back and led everyone back to their original positions. For a moment, there was a false impression that there was no danger, and the hearts of the three people behind the rockery were relieved.
This Donglin Courtyard is Yingtian's territory, and the "Red Lotus" imprisoned in Tianjing Pavilion is closely related to Wenyuan, so if they accidentally alert Yingtian and Wenyuan.
The consequences can affect the whole body. It is not that Jin Huan and Shang Zhi are afraid, but they will always cause endless troubles. If this happens, Shang Zhi will find all the guards and go away.
When he turned around, Shang Zhi saw Jin Huan's head shining brightly, and he suddenly let out a frightened "burp".
"Teacher, senior brother, you..."
At the same time, Chi Yu choked on his saliva and Shang Zhi looked like he was hesitating to speak. Jie Ziqin looked at him and immediately let out a "burp". The two of them were in a synchronized trance, and Jin Huan reached out to touch it.
Feeling that only the prickly hair roots were left on the top of his head, Jin Huan suddenly remembered Shang Zhi's pull just now. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he stared at Shang Zhi. Shang Zhi quickly pushed back and looked at Jin Huan.
"Brother!"
Shang Zhi saw Jin Huan clenching his fist and took a few steps back.
"Life! Life is important! Why... not to mention..."
As he spoke, Shang Zhi glanced left and right, thinking that if his senior brother really beat him, he would have an escape route, so Shang Zhi grabbed Jin Huan and walked over, and quickly drank.
"Brother!"
When Jin Huan stopped, Shang Zhi blurted out.
"Here, if this hair is gone, it can grow again! Master...Junior brother, if it disappears, it will really be gone!"
She cried deeply at the critical moment, and Shang Zhi burst into tears.
"Senior...senior brother..."
Full of pity, Jin Huan's raised fist could neither hit nor fall.
During the stalemate between the two, Xie Ziqin looked at the Tianjing Pavilion that he was about to arrive, then turned to look at the patrolling guards not far away. He looked back at Jin Huan's bald hair and inadvertently twitched the corner of his mouth.
To be honest, he could understand Jin Huan's anger, but he wanted to fulfill his father's long-cherished wish. Now that he was already in the courtyard, he just had to enter the Tianjing Pavilion to complete the last step.
So Jie Ziqin rolled his eyes, hugged Jin Huan's thigh, and rarely interceded for Shang Zhi.
"Drunk uncle!"
Jin Huan turned around and Xie Ziqin raised his hand and pointed at the branch.
"That...that, he is right, life is the most important thing, and we have to..."
At the same time, Xie Ziqin signaled Jin Huan to the Tianjing Pavilion.
"Isn't there still you in there..."
Xie Ziqin deliberately did not finish his sentence. He did not forget Jin Huan's reaction when he heard Shang Zhiyan mention "Red Lotus". Although he did not know this "Red Lotus", he never forgot Jin Huan's reaction.
Sure enough, as soon as Xie Ziqin reminded him, Jin Huan subconsciously stopped his hand when he thought of "Red Lotus", glanced sideways at Shang Zhi, and sighed in his heart, forget it, it's not too late to deal with it later!
but...
After hesitating, Jin Huan raised his hand and touched the top of his hair. This person wanted face and bark, not to mention the person he wanted to see was Chi Lian. Although Chi Lian chose Ye Can in the end, it didn't stop him from liking it!
Without stopping, Jin Huan tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, gathered his hair into a bunch at the top of his head, and covered his baldness. At the same time, his face was fully reflected in Jie Ziqin's eyes. New
Xie Ziqin was slightly startled, looking at Jin Huan's handsome silhouette behind his hair, and realized that his drunken uncle was really ugly! And he looked like he was brave enough to fight on the battlefield!
...It is simply the realistic version of the victorious general in his dream!
However, the bearded face and ragged clothes affected his image. On the other hand, Shang Zhi saw Jin Huan's true appearance for the first time, and finally understood why his father never forgot Jin Huan.
As the saying goes, beauty is in the bones, not in the skin, and in a man, the quality is not in the appearance. Some people are still submissive even if they are dressed in splendid clothes and jade crowns, but some people can make people stunning even if they are in despicable circumstances.
The three of them were each thinking their own thoughts and were silent for a few seconds. Jin Huan glanced at Shang Zhi and Jie Ziqin with stunned expressions on their faces, then looked back at Tianjing Pavilion, and finally bent down to pick up Jie Ziqin and said with a lowered gaze.
"Let's go?"
After all, Xie Ziqin is not him and Shang Zhi. If there is a scam, he and Shang Zhi can still stand in the way. However, Jie Ziqin is just a little devil. If he is hit hard again, he will be nothing but a scattered soul.
This is the only lineage left of the Jie family in Fuzhou. If he doesn't protect him, how can he be worthy of the kindness given to him by his ancestors? Jin Huan's care has increased, making Jie Ziqin's heart warm.
...Sure enough, the people he fancied were right!
...Not only the drunk uncle but also the ghost "relatives" from the mass graves!
...If one day he can revive the Jie family!
...will not be treated unfairly!
Thinking about it, Xie Ziqin raised his lips and smiled, nodding.
"good!"
After the words fell, the two reached a consensus and looked at Shang Zhi. As soon as Shang Zhi saw the two of them, he quickly came to his senses, gathered his thoughts, and followed the two of them to Tianjing Pavilion.