Spring is thick and thin

I had a lot of fun today!A very special kind of happiness.As if opening up a new world, Jing Yan couldn't help bouncing up and down as he walked, like a child, with his toes pointing to the ground bit by bit, if he wanted to speak, he would definitely hum Let's sing.

A large bouquet of fragrant flowers of different colors was held in Jing Yan's arms, some of which were dug out together with their roots.He wants to grow them in his small yard.

The small courtyard, which was not considered spacious at first, is getting more and more crowded now. With the door as the boundary, the outside is full of plants, and only a narrow path is left in the middle for people to pass through.The plants that Jing Yan wants to plant are all alive, some of them grow and Jing Yan doesn’t like them anymore, or when there are flowers and plants he likes more, he will pull out the old ones and plant new ones on the vacated land. The old ones are burned to ashes and sprinkled on the new plants.

There are always new plants coming, and Wei Kangyu has sent so many, and it is uninterrupted.Jing Yan also didn't find the one he likes the most here.He can't be greedy for old things.

When he was approaching the small courtyard, Jing Yan's bouncing steps stopped, he was a little hesitant, and he stopped a little uneasily, and for the first time there was a shrinking expression on his face.But he only hesitated for a moment, and continued to walk forward, but this time, his happy mood has quietly disappeared.

He saw a man in black clothes covering his face standing at the gate of the small courtyard, so he pursed his lips and passed by him. As soon as he entered, he saw Wu Bohou facing the gate with his hands behind his back, standing beside him A smell of the same clothes as the man at the door.Behind the expressionless Wu Bohou was a dumb slave lying down.

Why is the dumb slave lying there?Jing Yan was very confused, the dumb slave never sleeps during the day, besides, he couldn't bear to bear on the plants that Jing Yan planted himself.A premonition quietly seized Jing Yan's heart, he threw the flowers away, and quickly ran to the dumb slave and knelt down.

Wu Bohou suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of flowers, looked around vigilantly with the dark guard, and quickly convinced himself to understand.Wu Bohou already knew from the secret guard who had been guarding here that he had found the medicinal powder to stun him, and the ingredients came from the plants in this courtyard.But they waited for a while without feeling uncomfortable.But this fragrance of flowers appeared for no reason, it must have been brought by that evil species.

Where they couldn't see, Jing Yan was kneeling beside the dumb slave.

Jing Yan reached out to touch the dumb slave's nose, and his fingers stayed there for a long time, but he didn't feel the heat.Going to touch the heart again, the heartbeat that was once snuggled together and heard very clearly is gone.He froze in place for a moment, confused.

Jing Yan lived carefree for 16 years, and he was well taken care of.The dumb slave followed him in everything and never got angry with him. Jing Yan thought more than once that it would be nice if his father was a dumb slave.He didn't know that a normal father wouldn't do this, a normal father wouldn't treat his son like a master, and wouldn't put himself in the most humble position.The only father Jing Yan ever met was Wu Bohou, but he never cared how Wu Bohou and Wei Kangyu got along.He has his own judgment, and he thinks it is best for the dumb slave to be his father.

Now the father is gone.For the first time he began to think about death.No breathing, no heartbeat, unable to stand up, can only lie here, forced to lie on the plant that Jing Yan likes as if he was sleepy early, his clothes are stained with the juice oozing from the broken petals, A corner of the shirt was rolled up and the exposed waist was missing the sympathetic knot that Jing Yan had given him that he had been hanging on his body.Is that death?Like the crickets, grasshoppers, bees, and plants that were pulled up and burned by him?

He found the wound of the dumb slave, in the heart, a very small wound, the side of the wound was clean, no blood flowed out, sniffing carefully, there was no smell of death and blood.

Jing Yan turned his head and stared blankly at the concentric knot under Wu Bohou's feet.Next to the concentric knot, there is a bundle of bark and several small medicine sachets.Jing Yan only focused on the concentric knot, which was woven with the straw Wei Kangyu gave him when he was very young. The cause of it soon appeared worn out, and was well preserved because it had been soaked in oil by dumb slaves.

But the sympathetic knot that the dumb slave cherished so much was roughly picked off and thrown on the ground, covered with dust.It lay like a dumb slave.

I'm probably feeling sad right now.Jing Yan felt that he was a little dull, but at the same time, a wave of anger rose.There seems to be a voice in my heart telling me to love others, benevolence, tolerance, and forgiveness.

After the voice rang a few times, Jing Yan calmed down. The anger was peeled away layer by layer, leaving only thin layers of skin. When he looked at Wu Bohou again, he only felt that he people hate.There are more important times that I need to do, Jing Yan thought, don't waste time.

He bent down, pressed his forehead against the still warm forehead of the mute, and exhaled softly with his lips under the nose of the mute.The air was invisible and heavy, it didn't disperse when exhaled, but penetrated accurately from the dumb slave's nose, and flowed through the dumb slave's whole body.At the same time, the place where Jing Yan is is like a piece of drawing paper, with an invisible pen smearing across it, Jing Yan's body is also floating in the air little by little, and his breathing can also be heard.

The guard next to Wu Bohou turned his head suddenly, and saw a boy kneeling beside the dumb slave, he was shocked, he didn't even see when this boy appeared!

Wu Bohou's reaction was a moment slower than the dark guard's, and he was even more surprised when he saw Jing Yan appearing suddenly.when will he show upDoes it have something to do with the scent of flowers?Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a large bouquet of flowers on the ground, exuding a strong fragrance.That flower seemed to have been here all along, but they hadn't been discovered by them.

Wu Bohou's eyes were fixed, and he had already recognized the appearance of the flower.That is the flower of Xiangshan!He had seen some of them when he and Mengniang went to Xiangshan for a spring outing when they were on vacation in the first ten days of the month.Wei Kangyu is going to Xiangshan today!And the dumb slave who rebelled against the master also broke into Wei Kangyu's room today, if he hadn't made people stare at the dumb slave all the time, maybe my son would be murdered!

Wu Bohou just glanced over, and the hidden guards around him had already received instructions, and quickly rushed to Jing Yan.He just needs to subdue Jing Yan instead of carrying out another murder, which gives Jing Yan a chance.He grabbed the dumb slave's body, jumped back a few steps, showed amazing jumping ability, and even jumped to the roof.When the dark guard chased after him, he had already lost his figure.

Meng Niang who heard the news came in a hurry, her face was livid.The small courtyard in the northwest of the mansion is remote, since it is remote.Just closer to the courtyard wall.After listening to Wu Bohou's description, Mengniang knew that the evil kind had jumped out of the courtyard wall and ran away with the dumb slave.Sure enough, outside the courtyard wall in the northwest direction of Hou Mansion, there were traces left by the body being dragged, but the traces disappeared quickly.

This matter is important, and its impact is far beyond Wu Bohou's mansion.Wu Bohou met with the Holy Majesty urgently, and came back with the imperial decree.

——Block the city gates and search the whole city.

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The dumb slave slowly opened his eyes, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't wake up for a long time. In other words, his current situation made him doubt everything, and he couldn't wake up even if he wanted to.

He found that he was in a hole. The hole was newly dug by someone. The excavation marks were obvious, and a pile of brightly colored large stones were still piled up on one side.He was laid flat on the ground, and the skin that touched the ground could clearly feel the pitted gravel on the ground, which was very painful, but the dumb slave was used to enduring pain and couldn't figure out what was going on, so It didn't move.

After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that he was probably not dead.The dark guard of the same period, who always crushed the others with the first high profile, missed. The assassination technique that everyone knows did not cause him any harm, which made him be saved by someone, but this may ?

He knows very well how strong the number one is, and he is the number one's defeated opponent.He would have died if it hadn't been for the fact that that fight hadn't been the exclusive one.There was nothing special about his heart, it was in the same position as the heart of the corpse he had dissected.

All kinds of impossibilities can only lead to one result.Lying in this dilapidated cave, the dumb slave seemed to be lying in a safe haven, and couldn't help showing a big smile—eh, what seems strange?The dumb slave opened his mouth wide in surprise, and stretched two fingers in to feel his own mouth. He was sure that his sensitive fingers really touched a piece of soft flesh with a slight heat, where it should be a piece of scabbed and cowering flesh. piece.He tentatively licked his gums. That's right, he was able to make licking movements that he could only recall. The extra tongue smoothly licked the upper teeth, lower teeth, and stretched out for himself. Eyes to see - his tongue, his tongue is back!

Now the mute slave couldn't lie down any longer, jumped up, disregarding being surprised that he was injured so badly, but now he can still move flexibly, just admiring his tongue, waiting for the tongue to move It took too long, and the pain from the base of his tongue to his cheeks was so severe that he stopped this behavior and tried to make a sound instead.

The first sound he uttered was "ah", and the first time it didn't go well, as if something was stuck in his throat, and the impulse was stuck in it.He quickly discovered his problem. His muscles were so tense that he forgot how to move his tense tongue, so he moved for a while, and overcame his shyness. He exerted force in his abdominal cavity, and uttered a loud self-righteous voice again. Ah" sound.

The author has something to say: What about Xiao Ming's mines, what about ready-made landmines, what about Sansan's grenades!

Small theater: Jing Yan: There is nothing or anyone that can make me angry. ——There is nothing that this baby can't solve, those injuries are too easy, why not play.

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