The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

I don't know when, the rising sun rises in the east and the sun shines brightly.

Unknowingly, one night has passed.

Shen Shi'an poked Yanjiu's shoulder with his hand:

"Xiaojiu, please help Zhizhi."

Yanjiu made a cup of tea for himself: "It's not that I won't help, but I never get blood on my hands, as you know, senior brother."

Shen Shian was also very distressed. He muttered to Hongzhi:

"It's just that I get excited easily when I make a move, otherwise I'll chop up that Yu Yang for you."

Yanjiu was quiet and stopped talking.

Shen Shi'an continued to poke Yan Jiu with his hand: "Xiao Jiu, you are talking."

Listening to the early morning cries outside, Yanjiu said calmly:

"Senior brother, it's daybreak and your tavern should be closed."

Shen Shi'an scolded Yanjiu for being cold-hearted and heartless, while hanging up the "resting" sign.

Hongzhi, on the other hand, did not look disappointed. She straightened her skirt and stood up again:

"I feel much lighter after telling you what's on my mind.

Thank you both very much, Hongzhi said goodbye. "

With that said, Hongzhi left the tavern without any regrets and merged into Yan Yang's busy morning traffic.

She was originally an elf in the mountains, but because of the grace of irrigation, she merged into this dirty world of mortals.

In the tavern, Shen Shian was still dissatisfied. He went to the kitchen to complain to his chef:

"Xiao Hei, why don't you go and eat Yu Yang? Aren't you always hungry?"

Xiao Hei shook his head decisively: "Don't eat it, it smells bad."

Shen Shi'an: "Aren't you not picky about food and eat everything?"

Xiao Hei continued to shake his head: "I won't eat it, it's too smelly."

At the same time, Yanjiu continued to sit quietly at the table with his eyes closed.

Shen Shi'an came over: "Xiaojiu, are you making a hexagram?"

Hearing this, Yanjiu opened his eyes: "I'm just a little curious whether Hongzhi can get what he wants."

Shen Shi'an was even more curious than Yan Jiu: "What's the result?" Among their brothers, Yan Jiu was the most accurate in fortune telling.

Shen Shi'an has always believed in Yanjiu's hexagram.

But Yan Jiu had a strange expression: "My hexagram shows that the girl who irrigated the red branches is not dead."

Shen Shi'an's dog's eyes widened: "Did Hongzhi lie?"

Yanjiu frowned and shook his head: "No." Then he stood up unsteadily and prepared to go home and sleep.

"Forget it, senior brother Shi'an, stop jumping up and down in a hurry.

There are so many injustices in this world, how can we deal with them?

Just let everything take its course. This is in line with the laws and balance of the world. "

Shen Shi'an was still scolding Yanjiu: "Xiaojiu, you are so cold-blooded and ruthless, you can't achieve the great truth."

However, Yanjiu just turned back and smiled at his senior brother:

"I never wanted to achieve greatness, I just wanted to die early and be reborn early."

Shen Shi'an: "..."

……

In the past few days, red branches have appeared frequently in Shang's house.

She continues to maintain her charming persona, but Shang Jing has always been lukewarm towards Hongzhi.

Yanjiu looked a little irritated from the side, wondering if Shang Jing was also a piece of wood.

Why is it that Hongzhi remains unmoved when such a big beauty is walking around?

But one day, Yan Jiu came to work, and he felt that Shang Zhai was a little too quiet.

The further back Yanjiu went, the more uneasy he became.

There was no one in the front house. In the end, Yanjiu still exceeded the rules and opened the door to the backyard of Shangzhai. Yanjiu rarely came to the backyard.

At that time, Yanjiu couldn't help but take a breath at the scene in front of him.

The peach blossom tree in the backyard stretched out its branches and vines, and was wrapping its red branches vigorously.

The little boy sitting on the branch has a face full of ignorance and innocence, but he is happy. The small flowers growing on his head are swaying in the wind.

And Shang Jing was sitting at the tea table in the corridor, sipping tea as if nothing had happened.

The bones wrapped around the red branches are almost broken, and the spiritual power is leaking out in threads.

Yanjiu stood there and said nothing for a long time. It was his consistent principle to pay no attention to other people's business.

But at this moment, there was an unwilling and resentful soul in front of him.

Hongzhi has not avenged Xie Shan yet. Do we really want to let the guilty go unpunished while the innocent die over and over again?

At this time, the branches and vines wrapped around the red branches gradually loosened.

The little boy on the peach blossom tree is even more happy:

"Shang Jing, I have been in this courtyard for more than 1000 years, and I have seen many kinds of birds and animals.

This is the first time I have seen a piece of grass.

We who make plants and trees have no offensive power. Shang Jing, please keep her with me. "

Yanjiu suddenly thought that Shang Jing's family still had this peach tree that had lived for who knows how many years.

They are all plants, so it makes sense to recognize the red branches.

At this time, Shang Jing finally put down the tea cup. He had a very good attitude towards Mao Hua Mu, who had been accompanying Shang Jing in his rebellion since he was a child.

"A Tao, I will interrogate her first, and then let her play with you after the interrogation."

Immediately, Shang Jing glanced at Hongzhi lightly, and then looked meaningfully at Yanjiu who had just come over:

"Yanjiu, first press Hongzhi into the interrogation room and interrogate her about the purpose of coming to Shang's house."

Yanjiu was extremely messy in the wind: "What kind of criminal interrogation room, how to interrogate? Mr. Shang, otherwise I will hand him over to the police uncle."

Shang Jing asked Yanjiu: "Do you think Miss Hongzhi is a person?"

Yan Jiu smashed the jar and said, "I can't defeat a human or a ghost. Besides, I can't kill a chicken. You still want me to interrogate people?"

Shang Jing gave a suggestion with a smile: "I have some ideas. First, you can look through the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty, but the structures of plants and humans are different, so it may not be easy to use.

Second, you can go back to Bai's house and ask for two Truth Talismans. "

Yanjiu sighed: "I'd better study the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty."

After a while, Ah Tao walked in front with red branches wrapped around his branches, and Yanjiu followed behind.

They soon arrived at the Shang family's interrogation room. The place was different from what they had imagined, surrounded by empty white walls.

There were no various instruments of torture, no darkness and terror, no color, not even a chair.

Seeing this, Yanjiu touched the red branch next to him, and a flower flower sprouted from the branch, and A Tao's voice appeared in the flower flower.

"Oh, here...it's like this. The Shang family prides itself on being just and never does cruel and bloody things.

They mainly focus on reforming their enemies, and this is considered a correctional room. "

Yan Jiu smacked it and gave a fair evaluation of the Shang family: "Hypocrisy."

Hearing this, Hua Guduo swayed: "Hey, Shang Jing said the same thing, but this place can really destroy people's minds."

The branch did not stay too long. The sun was very good today, so it was going to go back to bask in the sun. Only the red branches and the inkstone were left in the huge punishment room.

Yanjiu stretched out his fist and softly touched Hongzhi's body to test it, but his fist did not fall for a long time.

In the end, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and even extended his hand to invite Hongzhi:

"Hongzhi, please sit down and come and tell me what your purpose is in coming to Shang's house. I'm really curious."

Hongzhi sat down as she was told. She knew that this interrogation room would not be as empty as it seemed. There must be surveillance and eavesdropping.

Hongzhi has been around the world for a long time and can still see many things clearly. She cannot cause trouble for Yanjiu. This is unethical.

Hongzhi remained silent, while Yanjiu still pretended to be gossiping.

At this time, a voice sounded in Hongzhi's mind:

"Hongzhi, I am Yanjiu.

I am communicating with you now using my consciousness. Only the two of us can hear it, so please keep your expression as normal.

You told me your story last time.

My master has told me since I was a child that when spirits tell stories to people, humans have to pay for it.

I have nothing to give you, so I’ll just help you escape.

Wait a minute, you can kidnap me, take me as a hostage, and escape from the Shang family.

But I'm not sure if that cold-blooded creature Shang Jing cares about my life.

Red branch, wish yourself well. "

Hongzhi hurriedly objected: "No, no, I can't hurt you. Not only you humans are loyal, but we also..."

Yanjiu interrupted Hongzhi: "I won't be implicated. Among warlocks, I have no spiritual power. Even if I am kidnapped by a plant spirit, it is a normal thing. They won't think too much about it."

Finally, Yanjiu said to Hongzhi:

"Hongzhi, don't you want to avenge Xie Shan?"

After a while, Hongzhi just replied: "Okay."

In fact, Yanjiu felt that although Shang Jing was cold-blooded, he would not risk his own life casually.

Touching the side of his neck, Yanjiu felt that Shang Jing still liked his blood after all.

And Shang Jing is still looking forward to being "broken".