White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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When Huang Yan just returned to Qingluan City, it happened to be a sunny day, and the warm sun shone on his body, which made him feel happy and more comfortable.Before disembarking from the boat, he sent an origami crane to the clear sky, and asked the origami crane to convey a message to Zhu Yanfeng. When he came to Jinling Pavilion, someone opened the courtyard door for him.

Zhu Yanfeng stood within the threshold, and greeted him. The two met each other's eyes, and their calm eyes expressed mutual reassurance for each other.Zhu Yanfeng raised a hand, stroked Huang Yan's cheek lightly, stroked his temple hair, and asked with concern: "Are you tired?"

Huang Yanxian held Zhu Yanfeng's face in his hands, kissed him deeply, and lingered for a while secretly throwing cloves by the side of the jade pond, before letting go, he replied: "Of course I'm tired, this time entering the palace is not going well."

Zhu Yanfeng was slightly taken aback: "Didn't you see the city lord?"

Huang Yan replied: "I saw someone, but it was only a few days late, so I went to look for clues by the way."

Zhu Yanfeng persuaded: "I'm back, let's take a day off."

Huang Yan said: "Then it depends on whether Qingluan City will allow me to take a vacation."

Zhu Yanfeng took him into the Jinling Pavilion, and told him by the way: "I took care of the Jinling Pavilion for you for several days."

Huang Yan asked: "Those boys are a headache, right?"

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help feeling sympathetic: "I let Yan'er bear such a great mental pressure alone, which makes me very distressed."

Huang Yan smiled and said: "Every time I stay in the lounge to do tasks, it's just to keep my ears quiet."

When they got to the corridor, Zhu Yanfeng said: "I'll write out the work report for you, you go in and rest first."

After hearing this, Huang Yan nodded slightly, turned around and walked to the ear room on the left, opened the door, and entered.Zhu Yanfeng strode into the main room, took out his seal from Huang Yan's desk, stained it with ink pad, and printed it on the blank space on the attendance account. Can you lend me a pen?"

Mo Fengying left the table most diligently, walked quickly to Zhu Yanfeng's side, and lightly stuffed a brush with ink, and waited for Zhu Yanfeng to write a sentence on the attendance account, "The business trip is over, normal attendance" Handing back the ink pen, Mo Fengying took the pen, and quickly walked back to his desk.

When Zhu Yanfeng left the main room, Xuan Hengzhi couldn't help it, leaned closer to Ba Ci who was behind him, and whispered: "Shaoqing's style is exactly the same as Daqing's! Is it genetic or infection?"

Ba Ci lightly tapped Xuan Hengzhi's head with the end of the brush, and replied: "In the Jinling Pavilion, you love gossip, and you can detect such things keenly!"

Xuan Hengzhi chuckled, and continued: "I guess Shaoqing knew Daqing a long time ago, at least a good friend of about ten years! That's why they are so similar!"

Dou Qingqian thought for a while, and couldn't help saying: "It seems that no woman has ever approached Da Qing!"

Xuan Hengzhi immediately leaned on the edge of Dou Qingqian's table, and said: "No woman has ever looked for Shaoqing."

Dou Qingqian also couldn't help saying: "All over the world, masculinity prevails, and if two men who don't marry wives get too close, they will be suspected of being that one..."

When Xuan Hengzhi heard the words, he quickly retreated to his desk, and said to the front, back, left, and right: "You guys, don't get too close to me."

Dou Qingqian felt embarrassed immediately, and gently covered her mouth.Miao Jiahu couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but said to Xuan Hengzhi: "Crazy! Your appearance is not as high as the two immediate bosses, no one will want to do it."

Xuan Hengzhi originally wanted to nod his head in agreement, but when he suddenly thought about it, he felt something was wrong, so he blurted out: "Wait! Did you just say that I'm not handsome enough? I'm not handsome enough..."

Just when there was a little commotion, there was a sudden cough. All the young people followed the sound, and all their eyes fell on Fan Ziyin.Fan Ziyin immediately crossed his wrists to express his prohibition, and then pointed to the direction of the left ear chamber with his index finger, and finally added: "Da Qing's ears are very good, and he is very hard to teach others."

The restless hearts of the people were willing to restrain themselves, and continued to study ink and write.

In the left ear room, Huang Yan sat quietly on the Maitreya couch, watching Zhu Yanfeng make tea himself, Zhu Yanfeng raised his eyes to look at Huang Yan, and asked him: "Have you interrogated Tiwu?"

Huang Yan replied: "I have no chance. To be precise, I was one step late, and he has already been picked up."

Zhu Yanfeng was slightly taken aback: "Just let him go like this?"

Huang Yan replied: "Yes. His senior brother took him back to live in seclusion, that's fine."

Zhu Yanfeng asked again: "Then he should have left a clue."

Huang Yan replied: "He has indeed met the mastermind, and it is indeed the mastermind who killed him like this. What I am most concerned about now is, what is the intention of the mastermind to appear in front of Timu wearing a mask similar to mine in the past?"

Zhu Yanfeng was surprised: "The mastermind is wearing a mask similar to yours...?!"

Huang Yan told: "In the past few days, I stopped by Shentuo Mountain Villa, and accidentally found that the mask that was left there back then has disappeared. Someone should have secretly taken it away."

Zhu Yanfeng guessed: "Could it be the mastermind who took it? A similar mask..."

Huang Yan continued: "Maybe it's not an imitation, maybe it's the mask I left behind."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "Now that Tiwu is excluded, one of the remaining survivors must be the mastermind behind this series of strange cases."

Huang Yan just lowered his eyes and pondered, without saying a word.

Zhu Yanfeng stretched out a hand, put it on the back of Huang Yan's hand, and persuaded: "You just came back, you promised me, you should have a good rest first, don't think about the serial strange case in advance."

Huang Yan raised his eyes, and saw Zhu Yanfeng picked up the teacup and brought it to him, grabbed his hand, drank the tea he brought over, and asked him: "Are you going back to the Elder's Pavilion next?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "I haven't had lunch yet, I'm waiting for you to go to the dining hall together."

Huang Yan said: "Actually, I brought back some pastries from Pingjing."

Zhu Yanfeng persuaded: "Eating too much sweets is not good, it is easy to gain weight and hungry, and it is not good for the skin."

Huang Yan calmly expressed dissatisfaction: "You see, I am not very good now."

Zhu Yanfeng said calmly: "I hope that Yan'er can eat better, fragrant and hot dishes to satisfy the appetite."

Huang Yan replied: "Okay. Drink another cup of tea, and go to the dining hall with you to eat delicious and hot meals."

Zhu Yanfeng immediately poured a cup of tea, blew on the hot air, and brought it to Huang Yan's lips. After he took a sip of tea, and another sip of tea, he asked him: "What kind of food do you want to eat later?"

Huang Yan replied: "No sesame seeds, no sesame paste."

Zhu Yanfeng only smiled lightly when he heard the words, and silently agreed to such a request.

Half an hour later, the two walked slowly through the sparse flower forest, letting the warm sunlight shine on their bodies, Zhu Yanfeng was carrying a food box in his hand, which contained some warm dishes and two jugs of fine wine.

As Zhu Yanfeng walked, he regretted, "I didn't expect that there would be more people going to eat at this hour than usual."

Huang Yan replied: "Usually when we make an appointment for dinner, we either go early or late, so we have a seat. This time, we rushed to the group meal time, and there is no vacant seat, so I don't like to go Eat in the canteen."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "It's my fault. It's still more comfortable to borrow the food box from the dining hall to eat as before. Yan'er also likes this."

I don't know where I walked, but there is an ancient Weiran tree growing along the river in front of it. There is a pavilion in front of the ancient tree, with gauze curtains hanging to block the wind and sand. The stone tables and benches in the pavilion are very clean.Zhu Yanfeng first walked into the pavilion to take a look, and said: "It seems that someone came here before, hung a painting here and forgot to take it away."

Huang Yan only glanced at the scroll, and then replied: "The ink is not dry yet, maybe I left it here on purpose, and waited for the ink to dry before coming back to get it. It's just that the signature hasn't been signed yet, so I don't know whose pen and ink it is from Shui Lingzhu. "

Zhu Yanfeng was curious: "It looks like an ordinary painting, how does Yan'er know it is from a disciple of Shui Lingzhu?"

Huang Yan pointed to the scenery in the painting, and said: "The starry sky is so beautifully drawn, it should be drawn by an astrologer from the province of Huo. And this building, the beams, pillars, and tiles are so delicately painted, it should be from the province of Tuo The hand of an anaglyph."

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help saying: "The two of you draw together? It seems that the relationship is not shallow." Turning around, he put the food box in his hand on the table, took out each layer and put it in order, and took out two jugs of wine.

Braised eel in soy sauce, braised chicken balls, mushrooms, tender bamboo shoots, thick char siu pork, sliced ​​carrots, Chinese yam dumplings, thick slices of fried taro, salted white pancakes, red pomelo, shrimp, cauliflower, lotus root pieces, cucumber strips, all at a glance panoramic view.

Zhu Yanfeng took a white pancake, picked up a few pieces of char siu pork and soft lotus root with chopsticks, put it in the center of the white pancake, wrapped it up, and handed it to Huang Yan.

Huang Yan smiled, took it and ate it, then picked up a white pancake, wrapped chicken balls, young bamboo shoots and crispy thick slices of taro, shaped it into a shape of siu mai, and handed it to Zhu Yanfeng Zhu Yanfeng also happened to pass one over, and the two looked at each other's hands, and were slightly stunned at the same time.In the end, the two had a tacit understanding, opened their mouths at the same time, put the food handed over by each other into their mouths, and enjoyed it slowly.

Huang Yan asked: "Do you know what is missing now?"

Zhu Yanfeng was curious while stuffing shrimp, eel and seaweed into the pancake: "What else is missing?"

Huang Yan replied: "Lack of the moon, lack of candlelight."

Zhu Yanfeng said with a smile: "It's broad daylight now, there is no moon and no candles."

Huang Yan replied: "That's why there is less atmosphere."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "Next time."

Huang Yan replied: "Next time there may be a moon and candlelight, but there will definitely be heavy snowfall."

Zhu Yanfeng said with a smile: "Then let's eat hot pot while warming the fire."

After saying that, just as he handed over the 'Shao Mai', Huang Yan immediately opened his mouth and bit it, causing him to frown slightly, and hurriedly called out: "I bit my finger, Yan'er..."

While talking and laughing, a few layers of empty boxes were left unknowingly, and they were all neatly put into the food box. Only the two jugs of wine were not seen, and there was no one at the table. The two of them sat reclining leisurely and unrestrainedly On the high branches, enjoy the scenery while facing the wind, while drinking.

The gauze curtains of the pavilion swayed slightly when the wind blew, and a wide gap was opened between the two gauze curtains that were closely spaced. The hanging picture scroll fluttered and flew out of the pavilion with the wind.

Seeing this, Zhu Yanfeng stretched out his right hand, intending to cast a magic spell to keep the scroll, but Huang Yan on the high branch beside him quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed his right hand, persuading him: "Eldest brother, let it go!" Let it go."

Zhu Yanfeng hesitated: "But this painting..."

Huang Yan said with a smile: "It may not be in the hands of the painter, it may be that we are here and it is not convenient to show up."

Zhu Yanfeng lowered his eyes and said, "I hope so."

The two of them raised the flagon at the same time, and took a sip of the grape wine on their backs. Huang Yanchi didn't let go of his left hand, and Zhu Yanfeng didn't say anything, but quietly held his hand instead.

After dusk, the geese return to the island——

A frosty figure passed through the courtyard door of Yueming Qingfeng Building, climbed up the small building, and entered the room with the door half-closed, and the door was closed.

Seeing Wu Yan coming, Yang Qingyuan glanced at the teapot on the table, and asked: "Do you want me to pour milk tea for you?"

Wu Yan just wanted to go back to his dormitory early after listening to the appointment, he just said: "I'm not thirsty, can you tell me about that now?"

Yang Qingyuan picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of warm milk tea, took a sip of the milk tea, moistened his throat and said, "Actually, it's not an important clue. The police and Jinling Pavilion should have tracked it down."

Wu Yan bent his arms over the desk and urged: "Say the key point."

Yang Qingyuan had no choice but to meet his request, thought it over carefully, and continued: "When I was hit by the murderer, I was very surprised. His body was slender and his body was loose. He hadn't learned any martial arts, but his But the strength was amazing at that time! It was like a strong man living in a slender body! I fought with him with bare hands for a while, and he didn't feel tired at all! I was almost able to take him down, but Xue Muhua suddenly Show up to hinder!"

Wu Yan was puzzled: "It's too coincidental that Master Xue appeared at that time."

Yang Qingyuan answered: "I am really puzzled by him not allowing me to take down the murderer and pursue the murderer, but his explanation is also very reasonable. Xi Yutai didn't want to be involved in such a big murder case." After thinking about it, he couldn't help but Added: "He was like this back then, he didn't let me track down my brother's whereabouts, and blocked the news."

Wu Yan guessed: "Could it be... that he actually knew?"

Yang Qingyuan said firmly: "He should not have lied. If he knew my brother's whereabouts, he would never hope that I could replace my brother as his child molester. I hope that the current murder case has nothing to do with Xiyutai."

Wu Yan thought for a while, then hurriedly asked: "Then have you ever talked to the murderer?"

Yang Qingyuan replied: "I know that every word the murderer said may be a clue to solve the case, but I am surprised that the murderer is like a beast that can't speak but can only attack bloodthirsty." With a helpless look.

Wu Yan frowned slightly: "Hearing what you said, I feel more and more strange."

Yang Qingyuan leaned over the desk, put his chin across his arms and said, "Well, let's just talk about what happened to me. It's really strange."

Wu Yan stood up and simply said: "Then I'll go back."

Yang Qingyuan just took a sip of the milk tea, put down his cup, and looked back, the door had been half closed again, and Wu Yan's voice was getting farther and farther outside.Yang Qingyuan didn't chase after him, but just refilled himself with another cup of milk tea.

The next day, Wu Yan got up in his dormitory, half an hour later than usual, but calmly, after washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb and prepared to comb his hair.

Yang Qingyuan quietly entered the room from the outside, quickly grabbed the comb in Wu Yan's hand, and gently slid the comb teeth between his hair strands, slowly combing the dark 'waterfall'.

Wu Yan was stunned, and wanted to look back, but only heard Yang Qingyuan's voice from behind: "Don't move, I'll give you a nice hairstyle." Wu Yan was slightly puzzled: "Why bother."

Yang Qingyuan replied: "No trouble, it's better than your previous lazy hairstyle, I guarantee you like it." Then, combed two bundles of temple hair in front of the ears, and braided the long bangs into simple braids around the back of the head , together with a part of the strands of hair into a ball bun, fixed with a hairpin, revealing a clear beauty tip, and the strands of hair at the back of the head are draped on the back intact.

Wu Yan looked at himself in the mirror, almost choked, and blurted out: "I, I almost can't recognize myself..."

Yang Qingyuan smiled and said, "I don't know if you like it or not, I just think it looks good."

Wu Yan was slightly stunned: "Looks good?"

Yang Qingyuan lightly tapped on the top of his forehead: "There is a beauty tip here, it's a pity to cover it up."

Afterwards, the two left the small building together.