There are three children in Kaifeng

Outside the study, several panicked maids and servants crowded at the door, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, Luo Ziyu's heart sank, and he ran over quickly.

"Second uncle!"

Luo Zhengfeng, head of Sword Sword Villa, was lying on the grand teacher's chair facing the door with his eyes wide open. A dagger was stuck in his chest. His entire robe was soaked in blood, and there was a big puddle of blood on the ground. He was bending over alone. On the side of the corpse, he carefully inspected Luo Zhengfeng's wound.

Luo Zhengfeng's death made Ding San feel very complicated. As a three-none heroine, could it be that the only golden finger is where the bad luck goes and where the dead people go?

"Fresh, no more than an hour old, judging from the depth of the wound, it's a knife pierced into the heart, and it's hopeless." The man raised his head after the inspection, clapped his hands, his eyes actually had a hint of excitement and... ....fanaticism?

"Yan Chasan? Why are you here?" Ding San was surprised after seeing who it was. She thought he had already left.

"I heard someone shouting, come out and have a look." Yan Chasan shrugged.

After listening to Ding San's concise introduction to Yan Chasan, Zhan Zhao nodded and asked the surrounding servants, "Who discovered the second master?"

"It's me, the second lady asked me to give the master a bird's nest. When I came, I saw the door was ajar. I yelled for a long time but no one answered. As soon as I opened the door, I saw..." A girl looked timidly. Looking at Zhan Zhao, his face turned red, and he completely forgot about his fear.

Luo Ziyu suppressed the grief in his heart and asked the servant: "Where is the elder brother?"

"The young master went to the bank to check the accounts, and he has already sent someone to look for it."

"Master!" A beautifully dressed young woman came down to the study with the help of a servant girl, weeping, and a very stable old man came along with her. This old man also had red eye circles at this time.

"Housekeeper Wang, Second Aunt." Luo Ziyu saw that the noses of the two were sore again. It was Luo Zhengfeng's wife Liu Xiangyun and Wang Kun, the old housekeeper of Baijian Villa, who came.

Liu Xiangyun's tears were like beads with a broken thread, and she was completely paralyzed on the maid. Several maids with good eyesight rushed forward to help, and Luo Ziyu and Wang Butler were also busy comforting her.

Ding San went to Zhan Zhao's side to observe Luo Zhengfeng's body carefully. After a long time, she frowned and asked Zhan Zhao next to her in a low voice: "Master Zhan, does this second master know martial arts?"

Zhan Zhao glanced at her suspiciously and said, "Luo Zhengfeng is the master of Sword Sword Villa, so his martial arts are naturally not weak."

"A person who knows martial arts can kill someone without even struggling. Either the murderer's martial arts is too high, or the master was unprepared. The second master was still sitting on a chair when he died. It seems more like the latter." Ding San touched his chin and analyzed.

"No defense...Only those who are familiar with him are not guarded." Zhan Zhao thought about it.

"Could it be that the murderer is someone the master knows?" The housekeeper who followed him asked with red eyes.

A bit of emerald green flashed in Zhan Zhao's eyes, he frowned and looked at Luo Zhengfeng's feet, and picked up a jade pendant, "Is this your master's?"

The butler stared at Yu Pei carefully and then shook his head, "No."

"Then whose is it? Could it be the murderer's?" Ding San looked suspicious.

"This... seems to belong to the young master." A maid said hesitantly.

"Don't talk nonsense, how could it be the elder brother's?" Luo Ziyu immediately yelled at the maidservant when she heard that her elder brother might be the suspect.

"He's not talking nonsense, it's indeed mine." A gloomy voice sounded from outside the crowd, and a man in purple robes and a servant came towards this side.

"Brother?" Luo Ziyu called out in surprise.

It turned out that the purple-robed man was Luo Ziyu's eldest brother, Luo Zixuan.

"Zixuan? Could it be you?" Liu Xiangyun leaned on the servant girl to barely support her body, and pointed to Luo Zixuan's nose tremblingly and asked.

"Second Aunt, the murderer must not be Big Brother!" Luo Ziyu said firmly to Liu Xiangyun.

"Then why did his jade pendant fall here?" Liu Xiangyun raised her eyebrows and stared at Luo Zixuan.

"My jade pendant disappeared this morning." Luo Zixuan said in a deep voice.

"How can such a coincidence happen!" Liu Xiangyun didn't believe it at all, struggling excitedly to rush towards Luo Zixuan.

Zhan Zhao looked down at the dagger on Luo Zhengfeng's chest and said slowly, "It's really not him. The dagger was pierced from the upper left, and the murderer should be a left-handed person." He glanced at Luo Zixuan, and suddenly threw the jade pendant in his hand at Luo Zixuan, without knowing it, Luo Zixuan caught the jade pendant with his right hand.

Zhan Zhao glanced at the jade pendant on Luo Zixuan's right hand and said to Liu Xiangyun, "He is right-handed."

Everyone present knew it well, Luo Zixuan nodded gratefully at Zhan Zhao, Luo Ziyu looked at Zhan Zhao gratefully, Liu Xiangyun was stunned for a while, and then shed tears again.

"Who has entered or left the master's room during this period?" Zhan Zhao asked the servants.

"The second young master came here once at first, and then the eldest young master asked the master for instructions to go to the bank to check the accounts, and the master asked me to go with the young master. I don't know what happened after that." The servant who came with Luo Zixuan replied .

"That means, you have been with the young master since then." Zhan Zhao continued to ask the boy, who nodded.

"Ziyu, what are you doing in the study?" Zhan Zhao turned around and asked Luo Ziyu.

"Second Uncle asked me to lecture, and after listening to it for a while, he returned to the room impatiently. Until I came to drink with you just now, if I had stayed obediently in the study, Second Uncle would not..." Luo Ziyu's voice trembled , it could be seen that Luo Zhengfeng's death had hit him hard.

Luo Zixuan comforted with a sad face: "Second brother, don't be sad, now we should bury the second uncle as soon as possible, and find out the murderer and give the second uncle justice. This matter must be done by Mr. Lao Zhan." clasped fists.

Zhan Zhao glanced at Luo Zixuan and then at Luo Ziyu, "Zhan will definitely do his best."

The old housekeeper at the side stared at Luo Zixuan for a long while, then said hesitantly, "Eldest young master, forgive me for talking too much, it's the time of the Qiuyue meeting, and there is still a need for a decision maker for all the big and small things in the village, look... .”

Luo Zixuan looked at the butler a little puzzled, "Butler Wang, what do you mean?"

The old housekeeper continued, "Worship Sword Villa cannot be left without an owner for a day, why not call the owners of each branch to discuss the matter of being in charge?"

Luo Zixuan thought for a moment, then looked at Luo Ziyu, Luo Ziyu nodded, and Luo Zixuan waved to Steward Wang, "Okay, then Steward Wang, please notify the owners of the villas as soon as possible."

The Luo family took care of the funeral for Master Luo Er, outsiders like Zhan Zhao and Ding San also withdrew from the study, when the two walked back to the guest room together, Ding San asked Zhan Zhao: "Master Zhan, do you think the murderer is from the villa?" the people here?"

"Why do you say that?" Zhan Zhao looked at her with a smile on his lips, but he didn't expect her to be interested in investigating the case.

Ding San stopped in his tracks and stood in front of Zhan Zhao. While gesturing with the length of the dagger with his hand, he approached Zhan Zhao according to this length. The distance between them is completely smaller than the distance between acquaintances, they should be very close." The distance between the two was not more than one and a half feet, Zhan Zhao lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of Ding San's hair, and couldn't help but blush.

People who are very close...does this count?

Ding San also realized that he and Zhan Zhao were too close, and hurriedly took a step back. Unexpectedly, a protruding rock behind her tripped her, and she suddenly lost control and fell backwards. Zhan Zhao quickly stepped forward and hugged her. her waist.

Zhan Zhao's face was so close, Ding San could even clearly see her own shadow in Zhan Zhao's eyes, her heart missed half a beat, she stared blankly at Zhan Zhao's eyes, forgetting to move.

"Thanks...thanks." Realizing his gaffe, Ding San quickly straightened up, straightened the corners of his clothes, his face was as hot as a fire.Zhan Zhao also withdrew his hand in embarrassment, "That's right, this way the scope of the murderer can be greatly reduced."

The two were relatively speechless for a moment, Zhan Zhao coughed, and said to Ding San: "I still have some questions to ask the Luo family, you go back to your room first." After speaking, he walked away, and the lights in the yard flickered Suddenly, Ding San looked up at Zhan Zhao's back with a dazed expression.

......

It was already late at night, and Zhan Zhao never showed up again. After autumn, the night breeze was cool, and Ding San was sitting in the yard wearing a jacket, feeling a bit bored.Looking up at the moon in the sky, my mind drifted to the distance.

"You're in good spirits." A voice interrupted Ding San's thoughts.

"Yan Chasan?" Yan Chasan stood by Ding San's side with his hands behind his back, looking up at the moon in the sky and suddenly asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what?" Ding San didn't understand what he was asking.

"Corpse." Thinking of Ding San's indifferent face when he looked at the corpse, Yan Chasan was very curious. He didn't expect this kid to be so courageous.

Ding San shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "There's nothing to be afraid of. The living are no more terrifying than the dead." The living can lie and fight, but the dead are the most honest and quiet.

"Interesting, I was originally invited by the second master to see a doctor. He was born with a bad heart and often suffers from colic. This time he doesn't have to suffer anymore." Yan Chasan sat next to Ding San, resting his chin on his hand Seriously.

"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival." Ding San looked at the Shangxuan moon hanging above his head, and calculated the time. It should be the seventh and eighth day of August. "Brother Yan, what are the customs of Mid-Autumn Festival?" The custom is simple and simple, but at the same time it loses a lot of festival fun, and I don’t know if the ancients had any special customs that modern people don’t know about traditional festivals.

"Worshiping the moon, eating moon cakes, guessing lantern riddles, having a family reunion dinner, that's all. Why don't you know?" Yan Chasan looked at her suspiciously.

"I know, I thought there would be something special, reunion..." Ding San was a little disappointed to hear these words, especially the word reunion.

Yan Chasan looked at the moon and smiled a little sadly, "Every Mid-Autumn Festival, I spend it with my master, but this March, he went to the old man's house, and I am also alone now, where is your family?"

"I don't know. My head was injured before, so I don't remember anything." Ding San's eyes revealed a ray of sadness. So what, his parents divorced and reorganized their families before wearing it, and they had their own children. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, she is invited to their respective homes, but seeing the warmth of her parents reorganizing the family, she still feels alienated from the bystanders. Gradually, she avoids these gatherings as much as possible, because she knows that she has no real home anymore. .

Not far away, a blue figure listened to her words, looked at her thin figure, felt distressed for a while, was she also alone before he knew her...

Yan Chasan's hand reached for her wrist, Ding San smiled at him, thanking him for his comfort.

The footsteps of two people came from the corridor not far away, one of them was still yelling something, Ding San felt that the voice was very familiar, the two walked under the moonlight, she saw it clearly, pointed in that direction and blushed Cha San whispered, "Brother Yan, look who that is!"

A red-clothed woman walked ahead angrily, and a servant girl followed her cautiously. That woman turned out to be the young lady whom she met on the street during the day!

The woman in red yelled at the maid angrily: "I'm so pissed off. He Luo Ziyu thinks he is someone. I comfort him kindly, but he drives me away. I'm really shameless. When did I, Yao Zishan, suffer like this?" treatment!"

The maid quickly comforted her and said, "Miss, don't be angry. That Luo Ziyu is cynical and flirtatious, how can he be worthy of you, miss? The young master Luo Zixuan is not a hundred times more gentle than him? Isn't he pursuing you recently? Don't you agree?" Does he have a crush on it?"

The woman in red spat hard, "Then Luo Zixuan is a fart, this lady is just bored and playing with him."

Ding San pulled Yan Chasan to hide in the shadows, shaking his head again and again in shock, "Slut, so her name is Yao Zishan...Eh, Brother Yan?"

I saw Yan Chasan staring at her face with a complicated expression, "You..."

Seeing his appearance, Ding San touched his face and asked him strangely: "What's wrong with me? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, but there is..."

"There are assassins!"

There was a sudden noise in the distance.

A black shadow turned over and landed in the courtyard as if suddenly appearing from the void, followed by a white shadow flying towards him.

"See where you're going!" Bai Yutang's proud voice was the same as always.

"Bai Yutang?" The man in black looked at him suspiciously and said in a muffled voice.

"It's your uncle!" Bai Yutang yelled, Ding San's forehead was full of black lines, this person always likes to take advantage of the older generation.

The man in black frowned, and stabbed Bai Yutang with his sword.Bai Yutang sneered, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, flipped his wrist and swung a sword flower, swinging away the long sword of the man in black.

The man in black missed a single blow and retreated again and again.

Zhan Zhaofei, who was watching from afar, came up behind the man in black, and his sword flew up, cutting off the man in black's way.

Seeing Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang's eyelids rolled instantly, "Dead cat, I don't need your help, Fifth Master, I can handle it all by myself!"

Zhan Zhao squinted at Bai Yutang out of the corner of his eye, and then stared at the man in black in front of him not to be careless.

The man in black was blocked back and forth, and hurriedly used his light work to escape, but he was not as fast as the sword in Zhan Zhao's hand. Ju Que did not have a gorgeous sword move, and stabbed straight at the man in black with a strong wind. The man in black raised his eyebrows coldly Raising his sword to greet him, he had already fought dozens of moves with Zhan Zhao in an instant. Bai Yutang who was at the side originally wanted to find out how good Zhan Zhao's kung fu was, but seeing that the man in black was not weak in kung fu, his hand holding the soft sword was itchy, and immediately Join the fray.

The sword light shone, and the three of them fought together.

After all, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang are the leaders of the younger generation in the arena. After a few rounds, the man in black lost the wind, and his sword moves changed from attack to defense. His movements gradually became difficult. When he dodged, he suddenly caught a glimpse Ding San froze, with surprise in his eyes!