Under the black robe, those hands stretched out spontaneously, and the palms inspired the cyclone, calling~ Monk Hengyuan flew up uncontrollably, and threw himself into the death cyclone.
His eyes widened in pain, his skin dried up quickly, his blood flowed away, and his face deteriorated visible to the naked eye.
This familiar face, in the eyes of a little bit of decadence, towards death Heng Hui watched this scene, his cruel face was a little moved, and his dark eyes were no longer cold and hard.
Boom Hengyuan was thrown out and hit the well arm hard.
Heng Hui's left hand held down his right arm firmly, and he said through gritted teeth: "Don't kill him, don't kill my brother"
His face suddenly became cold, and he bewitched: "Heng Yuan is a monk, full of energy and blood, just to make up for the injuryDon't you want to take revenge, don't you want to take revenge."
Then, the grim expression disappeared, replaced by a painful struggle: "No, I can't kill him, he is my brother."
"Anyone in the world can be killed, why can't he be killed."
"Anyone in the world can be killed, but he can't. He is my brother and the person I respect the most."
"What about Pingyang?"
"Pingyang"
His expression was cold and painful, as if two different personalities were arguing in the body. With the stalemate, the blood vessels in the thick right arm glowed red, and kept rising and falling, as if breathing.
Henghui's main personality seems to be suppressed, and coldness gradually gains the upper hand.
"Heng Hui" Heng Yuan said in a weary voice, "Do you remember the first mantra my brother taught you back then?"
Purifying Heart MantraHeng Hui resisted her out-of-control right hand, leaned her back against the wall of the well, and sat down slowly. Put your hands together and chant in a low voice.
After a long time, his hostility gradually subsided, and his right arm no longer moved.
Heng Hui opened her eyes, still black pupils without whites. He stared at Hengyuan at the bottom of the dark well, with a hoarse voice:
"Brother, don't you want to know what happened to me a year ago? I'll tell you now."
"What's the maid's name?"
In the interrogation room, Xu Qi'an took a sip of tea and looked at the fidgeting oiran opposite him.
"He'er" Ming Yan replied obediently.
She kept peeking at Xu Qi'an, and at the same time glanced at the closed door. As the chief oiran of Jiaofang, he has come into contact with many high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and knows where the Yamen of the Bandit is.
All the officials who are locked in will peel off their skin if they don't die, and a weak woman like her may face something more terrible than death.
"When did she follow you?" Xu Qi'an's face was serious.
"Yes, it's been three or four years." She looked at Xu Qi'an in fear: "About three and a half years, I can't remember the exact time."
This man sat there with a blank expression on his face, with a sense of majesty and dignity. She didn't dare to breathe, and she was under tremendous pressure in her heart.
Why did this person change so much? Last night he was still a playboy.
? Three and a half years Let someone check back and find out which other women have entered the Jiaofang Division during this period of time. Xu Qi'an nodded:
"Who does she have close contacts with on weekdays?"
Ming Yan thought for a long time, and recalled a series of names at the same time.
After asking a few more words, Xu Qi'an looked at the official who was in charge of making notes, and the latter nodded.
"Thank you, Miss Mingyan, for your cooperation. You can go now."
"Huh?" Happiness came so quickly like a tornado, she couldn't believe it for a while.
"I'll take you back to Jiaofang." Xu Qi'an got up and made a gesture of invitation.
Mingyan Huakui followed him out anxiously, until she walked to the gate of the yamen, and when she saw the carriage parked outside, she was relieved, believing that she would really be sent back to the Jiaofang Division, instead of being sent to the yamen
She immediately recovered her usual demeanor, and saluted gracefully: "Thank you, Mr. Xu."
Xu Qi'an stretched out his hand and pinched his plump buttocks: "Thank you for your kindness, you should show it with practical actions."
This man turned his face faster than a womanMingyan Oiran was a little shy, a little scared, and glanced at the carriage.
Xu Qi'an frowned, looking at the carriage and lost in thought
The carriage stopped outside Jiaofangsi Hutong, and the oiran lady got out of the carriage, and said softly: "Master Xu, come to Qingchiyuan for tea when you are free."
After throwing down a polite word, she immediately turned and left, walking quickly, her skirt fluttering.
She was a little afraid of Xu Qi'an, of course not because of his hardness like 24k pure gold, nothing happened on the carriage.Entry message: [No. 1, you haven't asked me about the Sangbo case recently, did you find any clues from the ancient books? ¡¿
[One: There is no clue. ¡¿
After finishing speaking, No. 1 dived silently.
The situation on No. 1 is a bit abnormal. I was very concerned about the Sangbo case before But after so many days, he (she) didn't ask me about the progress of the case Xu Qi'an entered the information: [No. 2, Zhou Chixiong's Is there any clue of whereabouts? ¡¿
[Two: No, I will keep an eye out for you. ¡¿
The crowd is vast, and it really is not so easy to find it. Xu Qi'an is both disappointed and feels that it should be taken for granted.
After discussing for a while, No. 4 and others expressed concern about No. 6's whereabouts, and called No. 9, Taoist priest Jinlian, but the Taoist priest did not respond
The sun is so bright today, I'm afraid Daoist Jinlian is lazily basking in the sun on the roof.
Xu Qi'an slandered in his heart, and suddenly saw Daoist Jin Lian bubbling: [Nine: Number three, come out to see me. ¡¿
"Huh?" Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, then understood, put away the small jade mirror, left the latrine, and walked quickly to the door of the yamen.
He looked around the door for a while, and saw an orange cat standing across the street, with its tail raised high, quietly looking at the door of the watchman's yamen.
Xu Qi'an naturally walked over to the orange cat, but instead of looking at it, he looked around.
The orange cat said in a deep voice: "I found number six."
ps: The orange cat said in a deep voice: I am out of context.
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