Dragon Pattern Roll Set

Zhan Zhao and the others felt a gust of wind blowing over their heads, and the hearts of the three moved - master!

So, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang jumped in and chased after him.

Zhao Pu held the fourth son in one hand and held Gongsun in the other, and there was a chubby Shen Yan behind him.The Ninth Prince thought about it and decided to...

With a "bang", the door was kicked open by Zhao Pu.

There were still a few servants in Mrs. Lin's house, they were terrified by Zhao Pu, and they ran out with a stick to look, only to see that it was the Ninth Prince who came in.

The Imperial City Army guarding nearby also came over.

And this time...

Lin Fuzi and Lin Xiao were also frightened.

When Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang ran to the yard to find Lin Fuzi and Lin Xiao, they saw the old and the young looking at them with their mouths open.

At this moment, Mrs. Lin was holding a tray in his hand, and the two bowls inside seemed to be supper. Lin Xiao put down the flute, and was taking the supper... No wonder the sound of the flute stopped suddenly, maybe it was supper.

The old and the young maintained this movement and looked at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang who fell in front of them, and they couldn't react for a while.

At this time, there was a noise outside the door, Zhao Pu dragged his family and ran in, and asked, "Where is that man?"

Lin Xiao put down the supper in his hand, got up and asked everyone, "What happened?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang searched around, but the aura has disappeared, did that person just pass by and leave?Just passing by?Or did he go to another place in Master Lin's house?

Bai Yutang went up to the wall for a look, then came back and shook his head with Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao frowned - he was extremely fast and very stealthy, who was it?When did such a master come to Kaifeng?

Lin Xiao looked confused.

Zhan Zhao asked him if he felt anyone coming in or running past him.

Lin Xiao shook his head, "No, did someone come in?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, and were a little worried. Although Lin Xiao was good at martial arts, he was still young and his inner strength was not deep enough.The person just now was definitely a top expert, and he just ran into them today, so nothing happened, and I don't know if the other party has any malicious intentions... If there is any malicious intention, Lin Xiao may not be able to find out.And judging from Lin Xiao's identity, it is impossible to guess whether the other party is targeting him or Master Lin.

Master Lin put down the tray, came over and asked Zhan Zhao, "Is something wrong?" At the same time, he also saw Shen Yan standing aside.

Shen Yan saluted him and called, "Master."

Master Lin nodded.

Shen Yan has been sizing up Lin Xiao at this moment, and after looking at it for a long time, she smiled, "She looks quite like Ziwen, but she doesn't feel like her temperament at all..."

Lin Xiao froze for a moment, then looked at Shen Yan.

Zhan Zhao told him that this person was your father's former friend, Shen Botao.

Everyone went to Master Lin's study and sat down, and roughly said what Shen Yan said before.

Master Lin stroked his chin lightly, thoughtful, but did not speak.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang paid attention to Lin Fuzi's actions, and they suddenly had a question - Lin Xiao was Wu Yifu's book boy, so before Wu Yifu's accident, he should have followed him, that is to say, what happened to Wu Yifu? He should know Lin Da and Lin Er who are related to Wu Yifu.Then why doesn't Master Lin know Lin Xiao's paintings?Or did he not know Lin Dalin Er?

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were thinking about it.

Lin Xiao said, "Painting? Apart from leaving me a flute, my father never gave me anything else..."

With that said, he put Xiao on the table.

Shen Yan shuddered when he saw the flute, and almost fell off the stool. He pointed to the flute and said, "This is it! That's it! I remember the pattern!"

Everyone looked at the flute in Lin Xiao's hand again. It was more than three feet long, longer than ordinary flutes. The body of the flute was dark green. It looked like it should be made of bamboo. It was very ordinary and inconspicuous. pattern.

Gongsun took the flute over and looked at it carefully, frowning, "This should not be a pattern, but some kind of character or symbol."

Gongsun looked at it over and over again, "Hmm...it seems to be the opposite, maybe we need to study it."

"I've studied it for a long time but I don't know what is written on it." Lin Xiao was helpless.

"When your father gave you this flute, did he say anything?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Lin Xiao was in a daze, and said, "He said, Xiao kept it for one person, and one day I will give it to the person who should give it to me, so let me keep it well."

"Didn't I tell you to whom?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Lin Xiao shook his head, "I was too young at that time, and my father didn't tell me too much."

Everyone looked at Shen Yan.

Shen Yan shook his head helplessly, he only knew that the Xiao was brought out of the box by that strange man, and was later given to Lin Ziwen.

"What about the picture scroll?" Zhan Zhao asked Lin Xiao, "Snow Scene Picture."

Lin Xiao was slightly puzzled, "Snow scene picture?"

"Did your father leave you a picture of a snow scene?" Zhan Zhao asked Shen Yan to describe it, after all, he had seen the picture in Lin Ziwen's hand back then.

Lin Xiao shook his head, "I don't know about this, my father probably didn't leave any paintings...I haven't found any."

"Your father is so good at calligraphy and painting, didn't he keep any paintings?" Bai Yutang felt strange.

Lin Xiao shook his head, "My father has a habit of selling one painting for another. He seldom paints. If he wants to paint, he paints it on an umbrella and sells it... He didn't keep a single painting, and I also followed him. He has a problem."

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang glanced at each other, Lin Ziwen's painting is not in Lin Xiao's hands, so I don't know if it's good or bad, at least no one will think about him.

Zhan Zhao and the others didn't get too many useful clues from Lin Xiao, so they wanted to say goodbye and go back to Kaifeng Mansion first.

But leaving Lin Xiao and Lin Fuzi behind, I feel a little worried.

Zhao Pu asked the Imperial City Army to send some people.

When everyone was about to leave, the little four who had woken up from a doze on Zhao Pu's shoulder rubbed his eyes and looked around. When he saw the flute on the table, he reached out to pick it up.

The fourth son tilted his head to look at the pattern on the flute, he seemed to think it was pretty.

Gongsun returned the flute to Lin Xiao, and told the fourth son to go back to sleep.

But the fourth son stretched out his hand to get the flute.

Gongsun looked at him, "How do you take my brother's things?"

The fourth son withdrew his hand, rubbed against his father's arms, and glanced at the flute again.

Zhan Zhao also stared at the flute, and suddenly asked Lin Xiao, "Can you lend it to me? I'll return it to you tomorrow."

Lin Xiao handed Xiao to Zhan Zhaodao, "Don't worry, you can give it to me anytime."

Zhan Zhao took the flute.

Bai Yutang looked at him, he probably guessed that Zhan Zhao might want to show Wu Yifu a flute.

Everyone bid farewell and went inside.

After everyone left, Mrs. Lin patted Lin Xiao and told him to go to bed early, and then went back to his room.

Lin Xiao also went back to his room, and just as he closed the door, he felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears... Lin Xiao was startled... At the same time, the window opened.

When Lin Xiao understood, the room was empty without anyone, the candle on the table was blown out by the gust of wind just now, and the window was open.

Lin Xiao went to light the lamp, and there was no one in the room...but the gust of wind just now seemed to be someone passing by, and the lightness kung fu was ridiculously high.

Lin Xiao walked to the window and looked out, frowning... The courtyard was outside the window, it was quiet at night, and there was no one there.

Lin Xiao was a little worried, so he ran to the next room to see that Mrs. Lin was fine, so he frowned and went back to his room. Someone must have been hiding in his room just now, and then fled away like a gust of wind.

After closing the door, Lin Xiao lay down on the bed and frowned. Zhan Zhao and the others were also looking for someone. Could it be the "wind?" Although he didn't know the identity of the other party, there should be no malice, at least he didn't feel any murderous intent, and that Human kung fu is much better than oneself, if there is malice, he would have died long ago.

Thinking about it, Lin Xiao turned over and felt something bumped into his arm. In a blink of an eye, he saw the quilt in hand.

Lin Xiao touched it and found that there was something like a hard box inside the quilt. When he lifted the quilt, he saw that there was really a black brocade box inside.

Lin Xiao looked up, down, left, and right with the box in his hand, and was sure that it was definitely not his own... So he opened the lid of the box.

Inside the box, there is a scroll.

Lin Xiao took out the scroll, opened it, and saw that the scroll was blank.

Lin Xiao froze for a moment, tilted his head—in vain?

He looked at it carefully for a while, and it was indeed blank!Lin Xiao felt baffled, who left him a blank paper?

……

When Zhan Zhao and the others returned to Kaifeng Mansion, everyone was still awake, waiting for their news.

In the yard, Gongsun was still inspecting the bones, while Bao Yan and Pang Yu were studying their books, which were the courses they would take the day after tomorrow.Pang Yu needed to make up a lot of lessons in advance, otherwise he might not understand in class, so Bao Yan would teach him a few sentences every night when he was reading by himself, and it gradually became a habit.

The atmosphere of studying in Kaifeng Mansion is quite good. Bao Yan and Pang Yu would sit and read together for an hour every day. At this time, the fourth son and Liangzi would come over to read together, and sometimes the maids in the yard would come to ask about poetry or something. .

Moreover, there are so many talents in the family, if there is something they don't understand, Gongsun, Mrs. Bao, Mrs. Bao, whoever you grab, can explain it to you, even if you grab Bai Yutang or Tianzun.At the moment, Pang Yu really looks like a student of Taixue, and the aura of prodigal son has long been shed.

Zhan Zhao came in and knocked on Jiu Niang's room door with his flute.

After a while, Jiuniang came out yawning, opened the door and saw Zhan Zhao, smiled and pulled in, "Can't sleep? Sleep with Aunt Hong..."

Zhan Zhao blushed, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, "Don't make trouble!"

Behind Jiuniang, the blue fox also poked his head out, saw Bai Yutang standing beside Zhan Zhao, and pulled in too.

Shocked, Bai Yutang hurriedly stood behind Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao blocked the two aunts.

Granny Heishui covered her mouth and smiled.

Hong Jiuniang also teased him, "Why are you ashamed? Weren't you the most willing to sleep with me when you were young?"

Zhan Zhao was embarrassed, Bai Yutang looked at him.

Everyone also looked over gossipingly...

Zhan Zhao waved his hand, indicating that he had something serious to ask Jiuniang, "How is Uncle Xiaohuo?"

"Go to sleep." Jiu Niang pointed to the next door, "After eating noodles just now, I went out for a walk, and then I went to bed when I said I was sleepy."

"Oh." Zhan Zhao took out the flute, showed it to Jiuniang, and asked, "This flute..."

Before Zhan Zhao could finish speaking, Jiu Niang snatched it over, "Damn, who gave it to you!" As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture to break the flute.

Zhan Zhao was so shocked that he rushed to grab it, "Oh! It's not mine, if it's broken, I'll have to pay for it!"

While talking, Zhan Zhao stuffed the flute to Bai Yutang who was beside him.

Holding the flute, Bai Yutang was a little puzzled.

"Do you know this Xiao?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, "Da Lin's stuff!"

Zhan Zhao blinked and tilted his head, "Isn't Lin Da good?"

"Bah!" Jiu Niang spat, "None of the two surnamed Lin is a good bird!"

Zhan Zhao took the flute, thought for a while, and asked Jiu Niang, "Are you sure Lin Da and Lin Er are both dead?"

Hong Jiuniang was taken aback, then frowned, "Yes."

"Are you sure?" Zhan Zhao asked again.

Jiuniang crossed her arms, "I'm going to die!"

Zhan Zhao told Jiu Niang what happened to Shen Yan and Lin Ziwen on the strange ship when they were young.

Hong Jiuniang was at a loss, "You are wearing black and holding a flute? What does it look like?"

Zhan Zhao asked Shen Yan to describe it.

Jiu Niang frowned, "It doesn't sound like it...it's impossible, how can people come back to life after they're all dead."

Zhan Zhao pointed to the flute in Bai Yutang's hand, "Does this flute have any special meaning?"

Jiuniang said, "Who knows, ask the sick bag."

Zhan Zhao was a little nervous, "You won't vomit blood again after reading Xiaofushu?"

Jiuniang narrowed her eyes, "You really treat that sick person because of those two dead birds spitting blood? He just got sick from the dry weather recently."

So, Zhan Zhao took the flute and knocked on the door of Wu Yifu's room.

But no one answered the door.

Bai Yutang frowned slightly, and looked at Zhan Zhao—there is no breath in your little uncle's room.

Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and the room was pitch black.

Walking to the bedside, Zhan Zhao turned around and ran out, "Where's Uncle Xiaohuo?"

Everyone in the yard looked at him, "Aren't you here?"

Bao Yan wondered, "When did he go out?"

Everyone was puzzled—how did they get out without even opening the door?

Both Bai Yutang and Zhao Pu frowned—with Wu Yifu's skill, it was too easy to go out without being seen.

Jiuniang also came out of the room, "Is he not there?"

Zhan Zhao was a little anxious, why did he run out when he was not in good health...

Everyone in the yard also stood up to help find him.

At this moment, Zhan Zhao felt someone tugging at the hem of his clothes. Looking down, the fourth son reached out and pointed to the west, "Going over there."

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, picked up the fourth son, and called Yaoyao.

Yaoyao spread his wings, took Zhan Zhao's fourth son, and Bai Yutang who jumped up, and flew to the west.

"Why did you go west at night? Did you go to the old Jin family's house?" Bai Yutang asked.

Zhan Zhao didn't know, he looked at the fourth son, but the fourth son was pointing to a house on the opposite side of Xishan.

When Yao Yao flew to the front of the house, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang saw that it was the old house of Grandpa Ge Qing's family.

The two suddenly thought, did Wu Yifu go to that small building?

Just as he was about to come down and knock on the door, Bai Yutang suddenly turned his head, and Zhan Zhao also felt a subtle change in his breath. Turning his face away, he saw a figure on the roof in the distance...

At this time, in the small building in Ge Yuan's mansion, Wu Yifu was sitting on a chair upstairs in a daze.He also slept a lot during the day, and after taking Gongsun's medicine, he felt very refreshed, so he wanted to go out for a walk, and he came here after walking.

Ge Yuan and his wife naturally welcomed him.

Wu Yifu was in a trance, and suddenly frowned. He glanced at a roof not far from Ge's mansion...and saw a figure standing there.

At this time, the night was as cool as water, and the figure in the distance was only a silhouette.Wu Yifu's eyes were not bad, and the person in the distance had an inexplicable sense of incompleteness. It seemed that there was only an afterimage, which was extremely abnormal.

The sick scholar frowned—afterimage...