"What's going on?" Luo Jiutian's tone suddenly became serious, "What happened?"
"Actually, nothing special happened," Jasmine frowned and shrugged, "That's the problem, but I always have a hunch..."
"Where is she now?" Xiaolan asked hurriedly.
Jasmine pointed to the stairs, "In the bedroom on the second floor, Lao Xu is taking care of her. I don't dare to leave her alone now... It's strange, I've never been so nervous before."
"Because now you are the head of Jiutan, Jasmine." Luo Jiutian followed Jasmine up the steps.
"Does being the boss make you sensitive?"
"It's not sensitivity, but...premonition," Luo Jiutian said, "When my father first became the leader of Baliangshui, he also found that he seemed to have some thoughts about things that had not happened. Later he understood,
That was a vague premonition belonging to the leader, so since you have such thoughts, it means something may indeed happen."
Jasmine listened and quickened her pace, "Don't scare me."
"Why am I scaring you?" Luo Jiutian opened the bedroom door, "Not only that, I have to inform my father about this matter when I get back. No matter what, there must be something fishy about this matter."
The windows in the room were closed tightly and the curtains were drawn. Xu Ye sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his phone quietly. When he saw them coming in, he quickly put down his phone and came over.
"Is everyone okay?"
"It's very good," Qin Yin agreed immediately, "What about you? It looks almost good."
"Thank you all, Xu Ye's injury has been healed," Xu Ye said, turning to look at Qiao Nian on the bed, "It's just... Xiao Nian hasn't woken up yet."
The Taoist priest took Qiao Nian's pulse through his sleeve and said, "Judging from the pulse, apart from being a little weak, there is no other problem with Miss Qiao Nian's health."
"My father said the same thing," Luo Jiutian poured himself a glass of water, "but he actually doesn't know how to judge Jiu Tan's physique. After all, he usually looks at the purity of the spiritual tide, and Jiu Tan is super good to him.
That’s it.”
Jasmine lowered her eyes and glanced at Qiao Nian a few times in frustration, then blinked and asked them, "Where do you live in Wenjing?"
Just as the Taoist Master was about to open his mouth, Luo Jiutian answered first, "Of course I live in the Xuanji Bureau."
"Are you sure? The old house has been very humid during the recent plum rains," Jasmine said with a look of disgust, "My house is all empty, and the people from Jiutan are all in their hometown in Huancheng. If we live here...my husband and I
Xu also has a helper."
Luo Jiutian looked at them in panic.
The Taoist priest gave Luo Jiutian a reliable look and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry."
Luo Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief.
The Taoist priest followed and said, "Brother Jiutian, we can take care of ourselves. In this case, we will live here."
On the way back, Luo Jiutian muttered depressedly, "Then who should I talk to?" "How about I stay at Moli's house too?" "No, the feng shui is too bad." It seemed that he could not forgive them for a while.
Back at the bureau, Lao Luo came towards them. Luo Jiutian pointed at them as if they were complaining and complained to his father. Lao Luo also tried to persuade them, but when he heard the Taoist priest say that he felt uneasy about the safety of Jasmine and the others, he thought about it.
It made sense, so I arranged for someone to pack up the luggage that had already been arranged.
"Little friend," Lao Luo suddenly stopped the Taoist priest when he was delivered to the door, "Tomorrow, tomorrow we will get clues to the tomb site. I am too old to see that. Jiutian will accompany you to find the way.
I also hope that the children will be considerate and considerate."
The Taoist priest nodded his head several times.
Lao Luo stood at the door of the Mystery Bureau and watched them off. After losing sight of him, within a few minutes, Xiaolan saw Xu Ye waving.
After arranging the room and placing the luggage, Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Yin was still shaking off his clothes one by one. When Xiaolan saw this, he suddenly remembered that he also had something to mend.
She quickly pulled out the tightly wrapped Heipi from the middle of the box. Heipi must be sleeping, making smacking sounds from time to time. It seemed that like her, he was completely relaxed when he arrived at Wenjing.
But how to mend it? Use needle and thread?
Xiaolan tried to stuff the few wads of cotton hanging outside into the tattered black cotton cloth. After a rough look at the effect, she felt that although it was ugly, the method was feasible. As long as it was sewn on, the black skin would still be the handsome black one.
Skin.
Needle and thread... needle and thread...
"Sister Xiaoyin, do you have any needlework?"
"Huh?" Qin Yin looked up from a pile of clothes, "Why do I have that thing?"
It doesn't look like it either.
"There should be some at Jasmine's house," Qin Yin said, immersed in folding clothes again, "Go and ask her."
Xiao Lan hugged Hei Pi who was sleeping heavily, opened the door and walked to Qiao Nian's bedroom.
After turning a corner, the bedroom was right in front of her. Xiaolan was just about to jump into the room, but the sound of conversations inside made Xiaolan stop subconsciously.
"Can't you just let me make a decision for once?" Listening to Jasmine's voice, she seemed to be suppressing some emotion.
"I don't have any premonition that I don't believe you," it was Xu Ye's gentle and slow tone, "Moli, I just want you to think more comprehensively before making a judgment."
"Old Xu, I know you are doing it for my own good, but this time... I know it in my heart. Really, I have my reasons for doing this. What happened in the past, in the final analysis, we are still in trouble..."
"It's a waste of time?" Xu Ye's voice became sharp, "Is that what you think? A waste of time?"
"Maybe this word is not appropriate, but it has the same meaning. Lao Xu, we actually have no basis, right? Over the years... now when I think of my past self, I feel like a joke, that kind of unreasonable hatred
...Now I am more willing to believe in my eyes and heart."
Xu Ye snorted coldly, "You have followed her old path, haven't you noticed?"
"She must have her reasons, just like I have my own reasons. I never dared to think about it before, but now it seems that our reasons... may even be the same."
Xiaolan discovered for the first time that Jasmine had grown a lot.
Although I have not known Jasmine for a long time, I can feel that the experience in Wangcheng has brought her not only a breakthrough as the head of the family, but also something deeper.
Something that emanates from the inside out.
Now she is completely in charge.
But despite this, Xiaolan still didn't understand what they were talking about.
The two were silent for a while, and then Jasmine said, "I'll go see how they're doing, and you look at Qiao Nian." Then the footsteps came towards the door.
Xiaolan quickly took a few steps back, pretending to have just arrived.
"Eh?" Jasmine's brows had not yet calmed down. When she saw Xiaolan, she smiled and said, "Have you packed it up? Let's live here first, and then... um? What is this?"