It was probably five o'clock in the afternoon when Jian Fan finally woke up.
After having enough rest, Jian Fan led Rong Nan.
Well, it was Jian Fan who was led by Ananda to visit Qizhuang for a while.
Zhoujia Tavern is a famous place in Qizhuang with a constant flow of people.
When Jian Fan hurriedly stepped in, she was secretly grateful that the landlady had reserved a place for her.
The location of the land reservation is next to the window on the second floor, surrounded by green bonsai.
Looking out, you can see Qingshui Creek and the small flower boats that are busy coming and going on the creek.
The noise is endless, but it doesn't make people feel disturbed.
This is the unique charm of Qizhuang.
"Miss, what would you like to order?"
Jian Fan looked up, and a gentle-looking woman handed her a menu.
It was quite simple and the price was not expensive for a scenic spot.
Jian Fan ordered a few home-cooked dishes, paired with a pot of peach blossom wine brewed by the Zhou family.
Tutu said that their wine is one of a kind.
"Aunt, you are Zhou Tiansheng's mother, right?"
Jian Fan stood up, her smile was extremely endearing.
She took the woman's hand and said, "Aunt, I am the person who forwarded your entrustment."
The woman's face showed a mixture of sadness and joy, and she said a few "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
She suddenly pushed Jian Fan into position and rushed out.
Jian Fan sighed, held his head with his right hand, and looked out the window.
Even though the world was vast and there were a lot of people here, I was the only one listening.
"Ananda, did I do something wrong?"
"Stupid."
Rong Nan's pale lips moved slightly, "How can you solve the problem without seeing the client?
Besides, other people's happiness and sorrow have nothing to do with you."
He was undoubtedly indifferent.
Perhaps for those ghosts and gods with endless lives, emotion is the price they pay for eternal life.
Jian Fan felt footsteps approaching.
She lowered her eyes and rubbed the water glass in her hands.
It was a little hot.
"Old man, the new master is here.
Go in quickly and ask our family Tian Sheng."
The mother was very excited.
She pushed Zhou Fusheng and ran into the kitchen covering her face.
If she saw Jian Fan again, she was afraid that she would collapse.
Zhou Fusheng clenched his fists and stood in front of Jian Fan.
The middle-aged man had been brewing wine all year round and was full of the aroma of wine.
His voice was a little floating, "Master, is this my Tiansheng?"
"Uncle, you should be mentally prepared.
Yin and Yang do not care about mortal matters."
Jian Fan looked directly at Zhou Fusheng, his peach blossom eyes calm, "Do you have any of Zhou Tiansheng's belongings?
I need to find Zhou Tiansheng's body to complete the commission. ” Zhou Fusheng said "Hey", and his back seemed to bend a little for a moment.
He shakily took out a watch from his pocket.
It was not a famous brand, and the strap was broken.
He tremblingly handed the watch to Jian Fan's hand.
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The middle-aged man in his fifties finally broke down and burst into tears.
"Master, this is the birthday gift I gave to my son when he was ten years old.
He I have always carried it with me, but I only took it off at night when I went to the eastern suburbs.
Master, please, please let my son go home."
Seeing that Zhou Fusheng was about to kneel down, Jian Fan quickly threw out a burst of energy to stop him.
She held Zhou Fusheng's arm and said, "Uncle, you are hurting me by doing this.
Life and death are determined by cause and effect, so don't be too sad. ” She ate her meal hastily and left under two longing looks.
"Emotions are a person's biggest burden."
Rong Nan said.
He followed Jian Fan gracefully and lightly.
"The sweet burden is no longer regarded as pain.
You are so light because of the lack of emotion."
Jian Fan's mood seemed to be infected by the Zhou family and his wife, and he began to feel depressed.
Slowly approaching the eastern suburbs, even the lamps gradually became fewer and fewer.
There is a buffer zone between the west fence and the eastern suburbs, with a wall built in the middle, as if this can deceive oneself and others into separating prosperity and desolation.
Wall, wall covering.
The existence of the wall is to protect or block This wall was not high, about three meters, and Jian Fan was carried by Rong Nan and "flyed" over it.
As soon as he landed, Jian Fan was shocked by the sight in front of him.
No one expected that the world-famous Qizhuang would have such an ugly scar.
There are ruins and almost no complete buildings.
Those historical relics loved by historians and architects are abandoned here like worn out shoes.
In the history of the Dragon Kingdom, there was a war with its neighboring country Sang, which was only a stone's throw away.
Of course, it ended very quickly.
In about a year, it was known as the Great Patriotic War in history.
The Sang State army landed from the eastern part of Long State near the sea, trying to take advantage of the political turmoil in Long State to invade Long State.
In the end, the Sang State was defeated, but the Su Province it occupied suffered a serious blow.
Here is proof of the brutality of war.
A gust of cold wind curiously stirred up the strands of hair beside Jian Fan's ears.
Jian Fan moved her red nose, and Zhou Tiansheng's watch was wrapped between her fingers.
A wind talisman burned out instantly, and her whole body shot out like a cannonball.
At the end of the darkness, a thin figure stumbled over.
His hair was messed up, his shabby clothes were scattered and broken, and his exposed skin was covered with bruises and bruises.
"Help, help."
There was a weak but uninterrupted voice floating in the wind, so loud in the silent night.
When the figure gradually became clearer, it turned out to be a beautiful young woman.
She saw a girl in strange clothes suddenly appeared on the deserted road.
She rushed forward, grabbed the girl's clothes tightly, knelt on the ground, and kept begging for help.
The girl, Jian Fan, had just arrived.
Her expression did not change.
The appearance of this woman seemed to be part of her plan.
She bent down to help the young woman up, and gently helped her arrange her clothes without asking why the woman was here in the middle of the night.
"Sister, what's your name" is harmless and cute.
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then with a look of horror on her face, she grabbed Jian Fan's wrist with great force, almost to the point of breaking it.
"Daughter, let's run away first.
There are ghosts here.
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There are many ghosts.
There are ghosts in the whole village.
They beat me all over my body.
They want to eat people."
She pulled Jian Fan and started to leave.
With this pull, Jian Fan's thin body was not pulled away.
The "daughter" woman looked at Jian Fan doubtfully.
Jian Fan slowly showed a cute smile.
Her arm retracted slightly, and the woman also fell to the ground due to inertia, her body trembling.
"Don't worry, sister.
As long as I'm here, those things you mentioned won't come out."
Jian Fan extended his little hand to Rong Nan, who was leisurely watching the show, "Where is your information and the information I want?"
Rong Nan chuckled twice, took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve, pinched it with two fingers, and the white paper fell on its own in front of Jian Fan.
Jian Fan glanced at Rong Nan, held it between two fingers as if disgusted, and whispered in a low voice, "Pretend x" "Daughter, who are you looking at?
You are with those ghosts?"
The young woman's eyes widened, and she crawled on the ground and backed away.
For a while, the sky was filled with dust.
"I'm not here to find ghosts, I'm here specifically to find people."
I'm looking for ghosts by the way.
Jian Fan smiled brightly and hung the white paper in front of the woman.
Ink gradually seeped out from the white paper.
"Sister, do you know this person?"
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