Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

He is the impermanent lord with boundless power!

Old Madam Jiang naturally did not believe in this kind of nonsense, and asked Jiang Chuan again: "What nonsense is it, who is it?"

Jiang Chuan was too scared to speak.

Seeing that she was speechless, Mrs. Jiang called a few people over: "You all go up and have a look."

Several people went upstairs together.

I came back in less than two minutes.

"Old lady, no one on it."

When everyone heard it, they were all confused.

I don't know who it is, and he said: "How is it possible that the exits are blocked, and people can fly?"

There are eyes everywhere, can you really fly with wings?

The stupid son of Mingdizhu's family came out again and said, "Of course people can't fly, but Impermanence can fly." Afraid that everyone will not believe it, he patted his chest and promised, "I have seen it with my own eyes. Impermanence is boundless. ."

The more you talk, the more it looks like that.

"Jiang Chuan," Mrs. Jiang asked someone to help him up, "I will ask again, who is on it?"

Jiang Chuan has slowed down a bit, but his expression is still a little horrified, and he replied: "It's Lord Heiwuchang."

I go!

Xue Baoyi rubbed his arms: "I'm getting goose bumps." He elbows Qiao Nanchu next to him, "Do you believe there is a ghost?"

"He who has a ghost in his heart believes in a ghost."

"But the person on the top of the building is indeed missing, and there are two witnesses who have seen the ghost."

The set of not doing bad things and not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door is not suitable for the group of people who came to the banquet today. These people are all at the top of the pyramid. They can climb to that position. How many have clean hands. , More or less a bit of a loss.

Xue Baoyi has it.

He felt a bit cold in his back: "I'm quite convinced. I guess there may be a ghost in my heart. Thinking about it this way, I have done a lot of bad things. Do you want to donate money and build a hope elementary school tomorrow? of?"

"Why, I'm afraid the ghost will come to you."

"Scared." Xue Baoyi began to be rude again, "If she is a beautiful female ghost, it's another matter."

Qiao Nanchu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Look at Jiang Zhi."

Suddenly it was haunted, and everyone was panicked. Jiang Zhi, sitting with his legs crossed, was the only one, and Xue Baoyi snorted, "He laughed pretty funny."

That smile, smug.

It can be seen that the little beauty is in a good mood.

Qiao Nanchu smiled unclearly: "Maybe I was fascinated by ghosts."

This birthday banquet was messed up by this one. Many guests were worried, didn't want to stay, and didn't dare to leave. The yard was wet everywhere, the night was cold, and the ice was frozen in a short while.

Mrs. Jiang said: "Fu Li, you take Qinghe to your room to tidy up."

Luo Qinghe was so cold that she was embarrassed, and where there was the usual hostility, she couldn't stand still, and Jiang Fuli and her servants evaded her first.

The old lady again ordered: "Agui, you take a few people to the house to search, and don't drop an inch of the ground."

"Yes, old lady."

After all the arrangements were made, the old lady faced the guests: "I'm shocked everyone, my old lady uses tea instead of wine, I will accompany you here." After a cup of tea reached the bottom, the old lady said again, "The banquet will be set. In the house in the backyard, I have to bother to move around."

Guided by the servants, a crowd of guests moved to the back of the main house.

Ming Songding grabbed his stupid son by the ear while others were not paying attention, "You come here!"

Ming Yanghua jumped three steps away, avoided, and looked at Ming Saiying eagerly, and asked her for help: "Sister."

Her sister didn't know which wild man's suit jacket she was wearing. She put on a stinky face. Not only did she not save her, she kicked his hips: "Go!"

This is my sister and my father!

Before Ming Yanghua had time to express his ill-fated life, his father grabbed her ears again: "You die boy, dare to talk nonsense in this kind of place, right?"

Ming Yanghua grinned with pain, "Dad, don't you."

He is in his twenties, and he still pulls his ears so that people can see, where is his face? He doesn't want face!

Irritable!

Ming Yanghua turned her head and glared at him, "You can't hit me, I am the messenger of Lord Heiwuchang——"

Ming Song decided to beat it down.

"Wow!"

The messenger of Lord Heiwuchang was beaten severely in this way.

With his hands not enough, Ming Songding also kicked with his feet: "What **** human messenger, if you talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

Ming Yanghua refused to accept it and tore her ears from his father's hand: "I'm really a messenger from the world, Master Heiwuchang said, my bones are very peculiar, so I can see the messengers of hell, you ordinary people--"

Ordinary vulgar son Ming Songding: "Just you can see? What did the steward Jiang see?" He was so angry that he howled, "Is it a ghost? Ah?!"

Yeah.

How could Steward Jiang see Lord Heiwuchang?

"Emissary on earth?" Ming Songding kicked again, kicking over, "Emissary shit!"

It feels like a beeping Mingyanghua: "..."

Damn it!

Was he cheated? He was deceived by a ghost? !

Fuck! Slot! Slot!

"Ohhhhhhhhh-"

Behind is the scream of Mingyang Huagui crying wolf howling, annihilated in the crowd.

Qiao Nanchu called out Jiang Zhi, found a place where someone could not speak, and asked him, "Who was on the roof just now?"

He also replied politely: "Master Hei Wuchang."

Some nonsense!

Qiao Nanchu took out the lighter and cigarette: "Do you think I can believe it?"

He just bit the cigarette holder and was about to light it, Jiang Zhi smoked the cigarette: "Don't smoke in front of my sick seedling." He threw the cigarette into the trash can, "If you are on the top of the building, there are people under the house. Keep guard, how will you get out?"

Qiao Nanchu looked at the terrain: "There is a house behind."

Jiang Zhi glanced at him, and Qinghui fell in his eyebrows: "There are ten meters in the middle, did you fly over?"

"If you have tools, it's not impossible to fly over." Qiao Nanchu added, "Of course, ordinary people don't even think about it, they have to be specially trained."

Jiang Zhi overturned his assumptions: "The house behind is flat-topped, there is no place to grab it, and no tools are needed."

Then it will be difficult to fly.

Qiao Nanchu held a lighter and turned it around in his hand: "So?" How did the person escape?

Jiang Zhi put out the serious rhetoric that he had just said: "So it's Lord Heiwuchang."

Qiao Nanchu smiled, rarely when he was so enthusiastic: "Originally it was just a suspicion. Seeing you protect your shortcomings, you can be sure, it's yours."

After being exposed, Jiang Zhi was dissatisfied: "If you are a policeman, you must speak with evidence."

"There is no evidence, but there are a lot of sensational gossips. In the circle of errands, it is said that she is invulnerable with three heads and six arms, saying that she is omnipotent." Qiao Nanchu's eyes were playful, "Is the one in your house really good at flying?"

Jiang Zhi didn't answer directly. He talked nonsense, and used that kind of triumphant tone: "She may be a fairy whose seal has been lifted, with boundless magic power."

"Isn't it Lord Heiwuchang? You have become a fairy again?"

"Stop my words and eat your wine." Jiang Zhi glanced at the time on his watch. "It will be over for ten minutes at most."

Qiao Nanchu didn't understand this thoughtless sentence: "Which field?"

He didn't say anything, and dragged away lazily.

Ten minutes...

Qiao Nanchu waited for the time, and by the eighth minute, the Jiang family's servant rushed in.

"Old lady, the two ladies of the Luo family are fighting."

The two tables next to each other heard it, and the Luo family did not stop for a moment.

Old Mrs. Jiang was still sitting, her expression self-assured, an attitude that had nothing to do with her: "This is the Luo family's family affair. Go and talk to your father-in-law."

The next person knew, and told Luo Huaiyu.

He called Tang to come over, and just got up on crutches, the screams had come.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

It's Luo Qinghe.

Today, she is going to lose her face all at once.

In the lobby of the front room, the sisters of Luo Jiatang were'fighting fiercely'. To be precise, it was Luo Yinghe who unilaterally beat Luo Qinghe.

The ground is full of blue petals.

I don't know what kind of plant it is. The flower has six petals and is slightly transparent blue. There are no leaves. The stem has thorns, and it is pointed and thin, and it is as long as nails.

Luo Yinghe grabbed a bunch in her hand and yanked Luo Qinghe severely.

The needle-like thorn, pierced into the skin and broke. The pain caused Luo Qing and screaming, and he tripped to the ground while avoiding. He had just gotten cold into his bones and had a high fever. He didn't have the strength to get up and he could only curl up. Moving back.

She was very angry: "Stop!"

"I'm not." Luo Yinghe didn't know the pain, pinched a handful of pedicels, and slammed it firmly on Luo Qinghe's back.

She screamed in pain.

However, Luo Yinghe got more and more excited, the blue veins on her neck violently, her eyes were red, she lashed frantically and cursed.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Why tell me all day long!"

She was irrational, staring at Luo Qinghe with a grim face, holding a stalk in her hand, and venting all her grievances on Luo Qinghe.

Irritability.

She became ill, even more out of control than usual.

The petals of the bunch of flowers had all fallen off, the slender thorns were scratched on the body, and long bloodstains were drawn. Luo Qinghe was forced to retreat to the corner with no strength at all. She shouted: "Luo Yinghe!"

If on weekdays, Luo Ying and the most fearful cousin are the cold eyebrows of this cousin. At this moment, her brain is in a state of extreme excitement. When she heard the roar, instead of closing her hands, she became even more excited. The flower stem was drawn directly on Luo Qinghe's face.

"What are you pulling!"

"What's so great about you! You are a few years older than me!"

"Aren't you crazy?"

"You are crazy! Ah!"

She cursed, she twitched, and the unwillingness and anger that was suppressed on weekdays was all aroused.

Like crazy.

Jiang Fuli stepped forward to pull: "Yinghe."

She shook off hard: "Get away!"

"Luo Yinghe!" Jiang Fuli grabbed her hand that drew people, "You calm down."

She didn't listen at all, her eyes were cannibalistic, and she waved at people with thorny branches in her hands: "If you don't get out of the way, I will even smoke with you."

Something is wrong...

She just has a mild irritability, not so crazy.

Taking advantage of Luo Ying and Chongjiang's mad gap, Luo Qinghe held on to the wall and staggered to get up. Just stepping out, the people behind grabbed his hair and dragged it over.

"Where are you going?"

She was so painful that her tears came out, her face was unkempt, and her face was full of blood. She gritted her teeth and hated her, but she couldn't lift it up with any strength, her hair was dragged, and she leaned back.

The flower stem is drawn up again.

Both Luo Ying and her eyeballs stared out, covered with red blood, and her carefully managed hair was all messed up. She pulled a handful of hair in her hand.

"Who let you go?"

After the roar, she pushed Luo Qinghe into the wall, holding the thorny pedicel, and pressing on her: "I haven't taught you enough, who let you go!"

Luo Qinghe still had a high fever and couldn't move. He wanted to kill this mad woman: "You madman, it's better to kill me, otherwise--"

Luo Yinghe slapped it directly.

"I'm a lunatic, I'm a violent mania, that's better than your father and daughter, you are a brute, so is your father, he even his own cousin—"

"enough!"

After the rage, Luo Huaiyu's walking sticks and messy footsteps.

Both of them were stunned.

With a hideous face and a bloodstained face, the two eldest ladies of the Luo family really made the guests look at each other with admiration, Luo Yinghe was fine, and she was a spoiled and spoiled person on weekdays, Luo Qinghe...

How arrogant and powerful before, how embarrassed it is today.

There is also the Luo family, whose face is completely defeated, and completely reduced to the laughing stock of the upper circle of the imperial capital.

Luo Huaiyu's hands on crutches were trembling, and his pupils were red with anger. Everyone was present, and it was not easy to have a seizure: "Mrs. Jiang, borrow a few people for it."

Mrs. Jiang nodded and pointed to a few people.

Those people stepped forward to hold Luo Yinghe, she refused, still cursing, a girl, who didn't know where the strength came from, was dragged by a few men without stopping, punching and kicking indiscriminately.

Luo Qinghe was held by Jiang Fuli, and was **** twice in a row. The usual bones and hostility were all tossed away. Her clothes were disheveled and she was panting with breath.

Luo Huaiyu's face was pale, and he endured the terrible anger: "My granddaughter is ill, so please help me take her to the hospital."

Together with a few men, they dragged them out.

The verbal abuse continued, and Luo Ying and a beast yelled at Luo Changde, Luo Qinghe, and even Luo Huaiyu.

When the scolding was gone, Luo Huaiyu lowered his face and apologized to the guests: "My granddaughter has irritability, and she will talk nonsense when she is sick, which makes everyone laugh."

Is it nonsense, the benevolent sees benevolence.

"Today, everyone's interest is swept away, and I will set up a drink at Luo's house another day, and I will pay you no more."

After Luo Huaiyu apologized, Mrs. Jiang came forward and asked the guests to move.

At this moment, Jiang Zhi suddenly squatted down and picked up a remnant flower from the ground: "What kind of flower is this?" He sniffed lightly, "There is a smell of medicine."

Mrs. Jiang immediately sounded a warning bell in her heart: "Brother Zhi, don't touch it."

He let go.

The flower branches fell to the ground and broke a few petals.

Everyone noticed that the flower smelled of medicine.

Mrs. Jiang turned her head and asked the few people in the house: "Where did this flower come from?"

The descendants were silent and could not answer.

"Old lady,"

It was Qin Shiyu, who stood up and said, "This is my flower, it is a medicinal plant. It should be someone who made a mistake and used it as a decoration."

He lives in Jiangzhai, and there is a flower shed in the garden behind that is dedicated to him. He often cultivates herbs and flowers.

Old Mrs. Jiang knew about it, so she didn't say anything.

Qin Shiyu paid a gift, squatted down, picked up the remnant branches and petals, and carried them away in his clothes.

"and many more."

Jiang Xiaolin suddenly spoke, and asked casually, "Shiyu, does this flower have another name, Qiu Luhua?"

Qin Shiyu didn't answer, and cast his eyes down uncertainly.

Jiang Xiaolin didn't press the question, his eyes picked up, and he looked at his old classmate: "Do you still recognize this flower? We saw it when we went to school."

Tang Xiang and Jiang Xiaolin University studied biology.

With this mention, she remembered: "If I remember correctly, the medicinal fragrance of this flower will cause hallucinations after a long time, is it contraband?"

Qin Shiyu still said nothing.

Everyone showed a look of sudden realization. No wonder, the second lady of the Luo family went crazy. It turns out that there is something tricky here.

Also, there must be demons if something goes wrong.

Luo Huaiyu said coldly: "Tang thinks, call the police."

A good birthday banquet ended in a hasty.

The guests were gone before nine o'clock.

Jiang Zhi stopped Qiao Nanchu and led him back to his house. He was too lazy to whistle around, and asked straightforwardly: "How long can I buy and cultivate prohibited plants illegally?"

"The plot is not serious, it won't be long." Qiao Nanchu leaned back while propping up the table, "You're a ghost." His tone of joke was sure.

Jiang Zhi neither admits nor denies.

This guy, a conspiracy in his stomach.

Qiao Nanchu found it interesting and asked, "Then you want to engage with the Luo sisters or Qin Shiyu?"

"Qin Shiyu," he replied casually, as if it had nothing to do with him. He didn't realize that he was involved at all, and said lazily, "The Luo family is just passing by."

Borrowing a knife to kill, and killing two birds with one stone.

In terms of insidiousness, no one among them is better than Jiang Zhi.

Qiao Nanchu asked the insidious guy: "Did he offend you?"

"I have stopped the medication, and Qin Shiyu is getting in the way." Jiang Zhi stood in front of the window and kept looking out, with a somewhat absent-minded expression, "and I also want to know whether he has contributed to my'illness'."

Qin Shiyu hides deep.

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, he hasn't figured it out yet, and he doesn't have the patience.

"I tried to persuade you for so long before, and you didn't listen. Just stop the drug after you have a girlfriend." Qiao Nanchu quipped, "Brother Zhi, are you planning to be more expensive by father and son?"

Jiang Zhi retracted his gaze from the window: "This suggestion is good."

I really want the father to be expensive with the son.

Brothers, of course, have to offer advice: "Then I suggest you cure infertility first."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Damn, can you not mention this?

OK, don’t poke his wound, Qiao Nanchu said seriously: “I’ve asked professionals that Qiu Luhua’s floral scent accelerates nerve stimulation and is hallucinogenic, but will it have a negative reaction to patients with irritability? Related research in this area.” In other words, Luo Yinghe's illness is not necessarily related to that bunch of flowers.

Jiang Zhi was still looking out the window and didn't know what to look at. There was moonlight in his eyes.

Qiao Nanchu walked over and asked, "Luo Yinghe, did you prescribe another medicine?"

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Qiu Luhua in the article is fabricated