Meng 49 sword

Zhang Yong, who hurried over, caught Zhang Bingsheng's fallen body.The thick smell of blood is disgusting, and the sound of broken moans remains in the wind.

"Save people! Save people!" Zhang Yong shouted eagerly, and the servants who followed him immediately scrambled around in the ruins, but they saw broken limbs and remains everywhere, even blurred bodies stuck to the broken wooden boards. The pieces of meat were all pale and nauseated.

Meng Qiqi picked up a bloody leaf with a dignified expression, thoughtful.

Shen Qingya soon appeared beside him and asked, "Did you see anything?"

"The person whose whole body suddenly swelled up and was broken into pieces of flesh just now, did you see his face clearly?" Meng Qiqi asked.

"It's Mrs. Zhang." Shen Qingya's tone was rare: "But when I saw him yesterday, he was still sleeping peacefully, with a thin body."

Meng Qiqi handed the leaf to him casually, and said, "Go back first, and help me find a way to catch a mouse. I'll leave for a while, and I'll be right back."

The two split up, and about half an hour later, they met again in Meng Qiqi's room.

Meng Qiqi walked hurriedly, saw Chen Boyan and Shen Qingya talking, walked over quickly, and asked, "Did you catch the mouse?"

Shen Qingya took out a cage from under the table, and tacitly handed the leaves to Meng Qiqi.

Meng Qiqi immediately picked up the teacup, melted the dried blood on the leaves into a small amount of tea, and then poured the tea on a piece of pastry.Meng Qiqi quickly put the pastry into the cage, and the sane mouse pounced on it and bit it, eating it happily.

The three of them remained silent, carefully watching the mouse's every move.

Suddenly, the mouse started to twitch.At this time, it had eaten nearly half of the pastry, and after a crazy "squeak", the mouse died completely.

Meng Qiqi stared at the mouse's red eyes that seemed to be dripping blood, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chen Boyan said calmly: "From this point of view, the Zhang family did not lie about using the blood of monsters to treat the old man's illness."

Shen Qingya took a deep breath, put the cage back under the table with an expression of impatience, and said: "But the monster has only been dead for two days, why did Mr. Zhang die suddenly?"

Meng Qiqi raised her eyes, put one hand on the table, tapped her fingertips rhythmically on the table, and said, "We don't know what disease the old man has. Assuming that the blood of the monster really cured the old man Zhang, In any case, the Zhang family must have one or two bottles in stock, and they will not be so careless. But the old man who was fine yesterday is still dead today, and his death is not like dying of illness at all. It's like being stimulated by something."

"I was there just now, and I seemed to smell a stench." Shen Qingya said.

"Yes, it smells like a monster. I just took advantage of Zhang Yong and others were still dealing with the funeral in Xiaolu, and asked around. The medicine for the old man's treatment was personally handled by Zhang Yong and his son. Usually Xiaolu is on guard. The guards are strict, and no one else is allowed to approach. I suspect that the death of Mr. Zhang is related to Zhang Yong and his son. The blood of monsters contains such tyrannical energy. How about it?"

"But they obviously worked hard to save the old man's life before, why did they kill him now?" Shen Qingya was puzzled, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt absurd: "Could it be that they want to kill people to silence them?"

Meng Qiqi said: "The trick of renewing life with the blood of monsters has been exposed, hasn't it? The news of Mrs. Zhang's serious illness can't be kept. They don't believe that I will keep a secret at all. Then they should quickly disclose everything about monsters. Wipe it off, so at least it can cover up another truth about the blood spar."

"Abandon the car to protect the handsome man." Chen Boyan said.

"Yes." Meng Qiqi narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "What Zhang Yong said to me, do you think he meant it himself, or was he instructed by Zhang Bingsheng? Is it sincere, or is it just to stabilize me?"

Shen Qingya shook her head helplessly: "You know I've never been good at guessing people's hearts."

Meng Qiqi embraced his shoulders, and said gently and comfortingly, "Is there a length for a ruler? Don't worry, I won't dislike you, brother Zilu."

"Go." Shen Qingya didn't know whether to laugh or cry.This little lunatic is really, Chen Fangjun is still there, is he trying to make him angry?

Chen Boyan glanced over Meng Qiqi's hand holding Shen Qingya, without saying a word.

Meng Qiqi didn't care, pushed Shen Qingya to a chair and sat down, said: "Actually, I don't know the details of Zhang Yong and Zhang Bingsheng, it's not easy for people to see through people who seem mediocre. There is a person who can break the situation——Lu Yunting. When I came back just now, I went around to look at him, he already knows what happened in Xiaolu, and he is going there."

A pebble is quickly thrown into the calm lake, what will happen next, we need to wait patiently.It's just that the stone came so timely that Meng Qiqi suddenly became suspicious.

But he didn't express his doubts. He calculated and calculated all day long, making people forget that there are clouds in the sky and flowers outside the window that are visible to the naked eye.

He sat down, sorted out his thoughts and squeezed out a little elegance, and sat opposite Shen Qingya to drink tea.

Chen Boyan stayed with them for a while, and said he wanted to find Chen Zhan, so Meng Qiqi let him go.After waiting for the person to leave, Shen Qingya rubbed his teacup, carefully chose his words, and asked: "You... last night..."

Meng Qiqi: "I sleep on the bed, and he meditates."

Shen Qingya: "..."

Meng Qiqi sighed faintly: "Brother Zilu, I think Mr. Fang has changed. He meditated every night for seven nights, like a bald donkey."

Shen Qingya couldn't help laughing: "What else do you want from him?"

Meng Qiqi blinked and said, "Why don't you come and sleep with me tonight?"

Shen Qingya shook her head: "You can let me go."

The two were talking and laughing, and time passed quickly.Chen Boyan came back at dusk, during which time it rained again outside, and the rain soaked his green shirt, the hair on his sideburns stuck to his cheeks, and the sharp sword marks between his brows also softened a bit—— Xianjun seems to have descended from the mortal world suddenly.

"Go back to your room and change your clothes before coming back." Meng Qiqi was a little stern.

Everyone was there then, preparing for dinner.Today the Zhang family had a big event, there were few people at the banquet, but Meng Qiqi still didn't want people to see Chen Boyan's appearance.

Look at the small eyes of those maidservants peeking at Chen Boyan, shy as beautiful as the kapok on the branch.

Zhang Yong came late and confessed to Meng Qiqi and Lu Yunting.Meng Qiqi looked up at him, and within half a day, he had become haggard and his eyes were full of sorrow.

"Where is your father? Is he okay?" The manager of the Zhang family had already informed Meng Qiqi of the sudden death of the old man, so Meng Qiqi always wanted to show some concern.

"Father Xu is too sad. He is recuperating in bed and cannot come to entertain the two seniors. Please also invite Haihan." Zhang Yong barely maintained the basic etiquette, but after a meal, he frequently lost his mind and sighed more often than he did. He picks up vegetables more often.

After dinner, Zhang Yong hastily left again.Meng Qiqi and Lu Yunting looked at each other, smiled lightly and said, "A cup of tea?"

Doubts piled up in Lu Yunting's heart, and he wanted to find someone to talk to, so he didn't refuse.The two walked to the gazebo in the courtyard, turned away everyone, and left a jug of wine alone.

"Don't you drink tea? I don't drink alcohol." Lu Yunting disciplined himself and never drank alcohol.

"No tea." Meng Qiqi glanced at him and said, "No wonder Jin Man always says you're boring, really boring."

"If you don't drink, why is it boring?" Lu Yunting really couldn't understand the thoughts of Jin Man and Meng Qiqi.

"I have good wine, I give it to my guests. Wouldn't it be boring for my guests to reject me?" Meng Qiqi said.

"But you never said please drink with me. If you said drink, I would not agree to you from the beginning. Besides, this wine is from the Zhang family." Lu Yunting frowned.

Meng Qiqi couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him: "Shut up, drink or not."

Lu Yunting opened his mouth, wanting to discuss with him again, but finally held back.He was sure now that Meng Qiqi and Jin Man were the same kind of people, and they would never get along with him.

Meng Qiqi also finally understood why Jin Man always went against him, such a person who doesn't understand style and has a stubborn temper, even if he wins him a hundred times, he still doesn't feel comfortable.

Looking up, Meng Qiqi breathed a long sigh of relief, and for the first time seriously looked at the person in front of him.The monks of Xianmen have a long lifespan, and people in their [-]s look like young adults.Si Jinman is not young, but he looks very young, and often dismisses Meng Qiqi's appearance as too ordinary.

This Lu Yunting is a few years older than Jin Man, his appearance matches his age, his facial features are well-rounded, and his temperament is calm, especially like the upright seniors in folk tales.

Meng Qiqi was honored by her seniority, but at a young age, she was able to sit on an equal footing with them.Fortunately, he has a big heart and never stage fright.

Lu Yunting watched Meng Qiqi drink and pour another glass, couldn't help asking: "Wine is like poisoning the intestines, what's there to drink?"

Meng Qiqi smiled and said, "You can settle Jin Man with wine, but you can't, Mr. Lu."

"Tell me, what do you want me to drink?" Lu Yunting abruptly changed the subject.

Meng Qiqi said, "You went to Xiaolu just now, what did you see?"

Lu Yunting paused, and replied truthfully: "Seeing the coffin, the Zhang family wants to hold a secret funeral for the old man, so I promise them not to spread the news for the time being."

After a pause, Lu Yunting said again: "Don't tell anyone, you need to be trustworthy."

Meng Qiqi laughed and said, "I don't want to go against the Zhang family."

Lu Yunting nodded, accepting what Meng Qiqi said.But he quickly frowned again, and said: "Patriarch Zhang has been hit and seems to be bedridden. The flower I wanted... I'm afraid it's gone too."

"Brother Lu is still thinking about that flower? Don't you think it's strange that Mrs. Zhang died suddenly and the cottage was in ruins?" Meng Qiqi asked.

"What's so strange?" Lu Yunting felt that Meng Qiqi's question was strange, and he asked back, "Don't you know that Mrs. Zhang has been bedridden for many years?"

Meng Qiqi was surprised: "You know?"

Lu Yunting said: "I was there when the old man was injured, how could I not know?"

Meng Qiqi remained silent. It seemed that there was something hidden about Mrs. Zhang.