How to Become a White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

However, face slaps always come unexpectedly.After Lu Xiang came back, he immediately ran to the Egger Detective Agency and asked the big fat man Chang Baoshan to have sex together.The detective industry pays most attention to reputation and word of mouth. Lu Xiang was honored in the past and never missed a shot. He is also very popular in the industry. Now that Sun Wenyu is dead, he himself has been recruited. He was carried out of Changqing and Qingdao. Under the embellishment and publicity of people with a heart, it has become a joke in the detective world.

Even though Chang Baoshan is eloquent and eloquent, he can't attract any serious clients. Egger Detective Agency can't operate without Lu Xiang as the backbone. Chang Baoshan changed the firm to Leisure chess room.Chang Baoshan can talk and laugh, and is especially good at business. In addition, playing mahjong is his inseparable hobby. He works while playing, and earns a few more tickets than before.

Of course, Chang Baoshan didn't forget about Lu Xiang, a good brother, and wanted to recruit him into the team to continue working together, but Lu Xiang politely declined.

Chang Baoshan learned from Lu Xiang's lesson, washed his hands in a golden basin, and lived a life of retirement in advance. He didn't want to get involved in those intrigues, beatings and killings, and he couldn't help Lu Xiang.

Lu Xiang went to Qingcheng University by himself and visited the interns who were with him at that time one by one. It turned out that although these people lost their memory, they were inexplicably afraid of Changqing and Qingdao, and subconsciously rejected it. There were also some changes, most of them became cautious, modest and low-key, and they all urged Lu Xiang to put this matter aside and stop wasting time.

Changqing Qingdao is undergoing maintenance and construction, and tourists are not accepted at this stage. Lu Xiang went around and finally returned without success. He returned to his home in the capital unhappy, and closed the door and got drunk for a few days.

Since then, the heirs of the Lu family's enterprise in the capital have had an additional hobby. Whenever they are free, they will grow flowers, all kinds of rare and rare flowers in different shapes, especially roses.Over the years, the huge Lu's Manor has been managed to be full of flowers, like a kingdom of flowers, it is really beautiful and charming.

Others couldn't help but praise Fengya, but Lu Xiang smiled indifferently, he was just talking about it for comfort.

small episode

The remote and backward countryside is dusty everywhere, and free-range poultry roam around in groups looking for food, and the three aunts and six women gather together to kowtow sunflower seeds and gossip about family affairs.

A young man in white clothes and black trousers, wearing a mask, walked quickly, breaking the desolation of the sunset, as if tearing the gray sky directly, and letting out the splendor of the sun.

The young man was well-dressed and elegant. Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he seemed out of place with the simple and simple buildings around him. When he spoke, his voice was clear and crisp, and his voice was sweeter and purer than the dewdrops with the fragrance of flowers in the morning.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Lin Fu's house?"

"Lin Fu? Ah, are you talking about Old Man Lin?"

Someone enthusiastically pointed out the way, the young man thanked him, and hurriedly walked towards the end of the street, like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace.

Behind them, the three aunts and six wives approached each other, chatting and gossiping.

"Old man Lin is already like this, why would anyone want to see him?"

"Could it be a relative of the Lin family?"

"Impossible! The Lin family has a simple population. There are only old man Lin and Lin Xiaoning in total. The others have died long ago. The other one, old man Lin, is so poor. Where can I find such a grand relative?"

"That's right, could it be Xiao Ning's classmate?"

"It's still possible. Alas, Xiao Ning is such a good child, if he says he's gone, he'll be gone. I heard that the dead one is disgraceful. He was infected with pickle disease. The public security bureau didn't allow him to be released for a long time, so he gave him to him directly. Activated. When I went to school, I was alive and kicking, but when I came back, I was left with a handful of ashes, what a crime!"

"Who said it wasn't? Now that I think about Xiao Ning's clean appearance before, I still can't bear it."

"From this point of view, he is a good classmate. He came to our backcountry to see old man Lin. He is a sincere boy!"

"It's just that old man Lin probably hasn't lost his days, right?"

"The doctor went to see him again in the morning and said it was Xuan."

At the corner of the narrow and dirty dirt street, separated from the neighbors by a certain distance, there are three brick houses standing alone. It looks like it has been a few years old, and the walls are mottled and peeled off, and there are still traces of wind and rain.

The yard was very dilapidated, apparently it hadn't been cleaned for a while, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of chicken and duck droppings.

The setting sun melted gold, and a corner of the glass window was missing. Orange yellow shot in obliquely, and sprinkled on a short, stooped, stiff and thin figure. warmth.

The old man was lying on the wooden bed, his eyes were cloudy due to cataracts, the corners of the eyes were clouded, the eyeballs were red, and all the tears had been shed, leaving only the horrifying emptiness and despair, without blinking looking into the void.

Probably because the family was so impoverished that the door was not locked, Bai Tan pushed the door open and called out mournfully, "Brother Fu?"

The dying old man struggled, his eyes were not very good, and he cried bitterly for his grandson, and now he is more and more useless, almost half-blind, he only moved his nose and sniffed to confirm the faintness The sweet floral fragrance was exactly the same as in memory, tears filled the dry eyes suddenly, and a sudden sadness seized the old man.

He supported the bed with his palms, fell to the ground in embarrassment, hugged the legs of the visitor, and cried silently. He didn't know where the many grievances came from. He only felt that he had finally found support, just like the one who was abandoned by his parents a long, long time ago. He, hiding under a big tree in the rain, hugged his knees and wept.

The whole world abandoned him, only one person came to his aid.

"Why did you live like this?" Bai Tan was angry and hurt, like a parent who protects the calf, and said bitterly: "I taught you the flower planting skills, relying on this alone, you will never lose your life." As for burying you!"

The old man shook his head, "I won't plant any more when I'm out of Changqing, I'm afraid that others will see the weirdness and cause you trouble."

Bai Tan felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't help but turn his eyes red. He could see that the old man was dying and might die at any time, so he cut to the chase and said, "Tell me, who bullied you?"

"It's Sun Wenyu! It's him who killed Xiao Ning!" The old man burst into tears when he heard the words, and shouted hoarsely: "Father, I, I hate you so much..."

An octogenarian man, kneeling at the feet of a young man in his prime, weeping, mouthing a "foster father", if other people see and hear it, their jaws will drop in shock and they will be called madmen.

However, Bai Tan accepted it calmly, stroked the old man's snow-white hair affectionately and regretfully, and blamed himself: "I should have recognized Xiao Ning earlier..."

He asked again, "What else do you wish for?"

The old man whimpered, curled up with one lame foot, kowtowed to Bai Tan earnestly, and resentfully said: "Xiao Ning is a good boy, and he is filial to me. I can't let him die in such an unknown way. Father, please help me give that child justice!"

Bai Tan was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Don't worry."

"Thank you, thank you." The old man's face flushed with excitement. What he said just now was just a flashback, but he couldn't hold on for long. After he confessed his last words, the big stone on his heart was instantly shattered, and he was relieved mentally. Immediately, I couldn't bear it anymore, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, foster father, I can't bear it anymore, it's too difficult. I have been a coward since I was a child, and I can neither please you with eloquence nor the ability to make my family live. On a good day, if I haven't served you for a day, I will cause you such a big trouble when it comes to the end, but, but apart from you, I really have no other choice..."

"Don't talk about it, I know it all." Bai Tan patted the old man's back, and said gently: "Everyone of you is a good boy, and the foster father likes it just as much."

The old man gave a far-fetched smile, and said embarrassingly: "Father, Brother Fu has been afraid of pain since he was a child, but now he is in pain all over his body, and his heart feels like a pinprick. Please help me..."

An invisible hand tightly clenched Bai Tan's heart, constantly ravaging|tearing it, a huge sorrow hit like a mountain, Bai Tan was silent for a while, and said calmly: "Okay."

He took out a small paper bag from his pocket, and said: "This is made from mandala, Lingxiang, and several other flowers and plants. It has a strong hallucinogenic effect and can paralyze people's mind and body. "

Bai Tan scattered the powder, and said to the old man who wanted to die: "It won't hurt after a while."

The fragrance drifted away quickly, and a smile slowly appeared on the old man's face, and he murmured foolishly: "Xiao Ning, grandpa is coming, don't be afraid, grandpa won't be a coward this time, grandpa will protect you well... ..."

As the old man talked, he didn't know what he thought of, but he smiled happily. He dragged his inconvenient foot, bent down to find a hemp rope from under the bed, tried several times, and finally stretched the rope across the bed. After reaching the beam, he worked hard to tie the knot again, and then moved a wooden stool and stepped on it tremblingly.

Bai Tan watched the whole process silently, never saying a word or stopping him, but after all he couldn't bear to see this miserable scene with his own eyes, so he stood outside the door, quietly waiting for the sound of the bench falling.

There was a bang.

Bai Tan froze for a moment, then strode away.

Little episode two

The heir of the Lu family enterprise in the capital is named Lu Xiang. He is more than 30 years old, but he is born sophisticated and shrewd. Time has made the family business flourish.

Outside of work, Lu Xiang is taciturn and serious. Apart from smoking a dull cigarette alone, and tending some flowers and plants, he is not feminine and cleans himself.Occasionally, when I am free, I go to a tourist island to play for a few days, but the strange thing is that most of the people around me can relax their body and mind and cultivate their temperament. However, the president of the mainland always has a sullen face when he comes back from a trip. Continued downturn for a long time.

Interested people made indirect remarks, inquired about President Lu's interests and hobbies, hoping to match his interests, and ended up saying that President Lu loves roses.

The man thought that ordinary roses would not be able to catch Mr. Lu's eyes. Since he asked someone to do something, he should show some sincerity, so he deliberately used a lot of contacts to ask around to see where there were precious and rare roses for sale.

The hard work pays off, and he really found out about the ones who came and went.The location is remote and backward, but it is also beautiful, with outstanding people, and it is not surprising that it can nourish several different roses.

The man hurriedly booked a ticket and rushed over overnight.

"Buying flowers?" Bai Tan was wearing a mask and collecting pollen with tweezers. After hearing about the other party's intentions, he was going to refuse directly. After some analysis, he said that his factory encountered a problem and urgently needed the president of Lu's company to solve it. This was related to the livelihood of thousands of people, so he couldn't help being impatient...

After Bai Tan understood the ins and outs, he couldn't help sighing. After he first came to this world more than 100 years ago, the learning task he received was only two words "gardener".

At that time, Baitan devoted himself to research and cultivated many flowers and trees, which once caused a sensation in the old society.It's just that Bai Tan deliberately concealed his travels, and later rescued a few children who were almost burned to death by chance. In order to earn a place for them to settle down, he had to go far away to sea, and simply developed the flower growing business in Qingdao, Changzhou.

Probably because of staying in this world for too long, Bai Tan's mood gradually became calm and indifferent, and he also had a deeper understanding of the so-called "gardener's spirit", and he only cared about those adopted children like flower seedlings.

Now that all the tasks have been completed, and what he promised to Brother Lin Fu has been done, with Lu Xiang's unremitting exploration, I am afraid that the strange things in Changqing Island may not be hidden for a while, and it is time for him to leave.

For Lu Xiang, Bai Tan really has a good impression of him, but the age gap between the two of them is too big, and Bai Tan's experience and intelligence make him look down on these love affairs. A person once instigated murder in front of his own face, how should he struggle with conflicts?

Bai Tan sighed, he put down the tools in his hand, and said to the man: "You don't need to come again, I will send all the flowers in my yard to Lu Xiang, please say something to him for me, I hope he will be safe and happy in the future, and his heart will always be happy." Be bright."

three days later.

Lu Xiang looked at the dazzling Mrs. Sherlock, still covered with dew on the table, and his eyes gradually filled with sorrow. He picked it up and sniffed it. The special aroma mixed with the flavors of apple and clove made him bear it. Can't help but shed a tear.