Chapter Thirteen Who is the Oriole
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"You brought the person back?"
Ye Xian looked at Zhao Nan coldly: "You are so stupid that I was beyond my expectations."
Zhao Nan smiled bitterly: "I can't always watch a poor lady homeless."
"Homeless? It's so pitiful. You just have to promise that she will return Qin in twenty days. What does the rest have to do with you?" Ye Xian really couldn't understand Zhao Nan's enthusiasm.
"You can't watch her wandering on the streets."
"What does that have to do with me? Well, what does it have to do with you? This city, this country, there are people living on the streets everywhere. Why don't you see you kind-heartedly bringing everyone back? Ye Xian sneered, "Does it depend on your face to save people?"
Zhao Nan walked out of the inner room, Yuan Qian looked at him timidly: 'Mr. Zhao Nan, I... should go."
She lowered her head, not wanting Zhao Nan to see her crying. Obviously she had heard the conversation between the two.
"Where can you go? Besides, it's not safe outside. Your grandpa, oh, Grandma Yin must be looking for you, this piano."
Yuan Qianxiao raised her head and wiped the corner of her eyes hard: "But here, Miss Ye's side..."
"Don't worry, she has always been a stingy person. Don't look at how fierce she said, she is actually very kind in her heart. Just stay here for a while, I will have everything."
Ye Xian was applying nail polish. When he heard their conversation, he was stunned for a moment, staring at his nails, and whispered to himself: "Is this true?"
Ye Xian expressed his objection to this matter, but he did verbally. Yuan Qianxiao settled down in the cold for the time being. She only pretended not to see it and did not show up during lunch. Zhao Nan cooked two dishes, which was considered as a welcome to Yuan Qianxiao. Yuan Qianxia rolled up her sleeves and said I'll make it. Zhao Nanxiao said, "You are a guest, how can you do things."
In the evening, Zhao Nan saw that no one would come, so he closed the store.
"You can sleep in this room first."
Zhao Nan led a small room behind the store stairs.
The room was neat and had a faint tobacco smell, and it was obviously a man's room.
"I didn't have time to clean my room, don't dislike it. I'm staying at my friend's house for a few days now and I'll find your grandfather... Oh, I've found Grandma Yin, you're going home in danger." Zhao Nan touched his standing short hair embarrassedly.
"Mr. Zhao Nan, it's a big trouble for you."
Yuan Qianxiao was very sorry.
"Everyone has times of trouble. Miss Yuan, where do you think Grandma Yin will be now?"
Yuan Qianxiao shook her head blankly: "I don't know, maybe she will take her younger sister back to Huai'an?"
"Okay, I'll go to Huai'an in a few days to look for it."
Zhao Nan settled Yuan Qianxiao and told him to carefully light the lights, and then asked Yuan Qianxiao to insert the door inside. The door of this store was still made of ancient wooden latch. I think it was because it was used for a while, and the piece of wood felt smooth and shiny, and it looked like jade under the lamp.
Yuan Qian smiled and touched the door bolt, and the tentacles were soaked that they were not as good as ordinary people.
When Zhao Nan left, Yuan Qianxiao held a lantern in his hand and looked at the store carefully. The store was not big, and some old jewelry was locked in the counter. Looking at the faint light under the light, Yuan Qianxiao nodded: This is the jewelry spirit.
On the shelf behind were some jars, portraits, and other objects, and some things were tied with thin red ropes. Yuan Qianxiao reached out to touch the red rope. As soon as his hand touched it, he hurriedly took it back. Yuan Qianxiao stared at the red rope carefully.
"These things are all evil, be careful." Ye Xian's voice came. Yuan Qian smiled and turned around and looked at Ye Xian: "Miss Ye."
"It's late, let's take a break early. Don't come out if there is any movement in the room tonight."
Ye Xian's voice was very cold, his face was tight and his face was expressionless.
"Then I'll go back to my room first."
Yuan Qianxiao returned to the room, but did not clean up the bed, but stood at the door and carefully observed the situation in front of him through the crack of the door. Listening to the sound, Ye Xian walked around the store, checked the doors and windows, and then the stairs creaked. Ye Xian went up the second floor and went back to the room to sleep.
Late at night, a strange sound came from the shop in front, as if someone was talking and rumbled.
Yuan Qianxiao lay on the bed and never fell asleep. She kept paying close attention to the scene ahead with her eyes open.
She thought that Ye Xian was on the second floor. The wooden staircase had been around for a long time and it creaked when she stepped on it. If she had gone downstairs, she would definitely hear it. So Yuan Qianxiao carried the guqin on her back, gently opened the door, and tiptoed for a few steps, looking around as she walked, preparing to move Ye Xian upstairs and quickly slip back to the room.
She walked into the room in front and the sound inside stopped abruptly.
Yuan Qianxiao just now she hid in the dark and heard clearly. She had already seen several utensils making noises. She first went straight to the shelf behind the counter, where there was a plum bottle standing there, and now it was silent. But just now, she heard the sound there. Yuan Qianxiao looked at the plum bottle and reached out to pick it up. There was no hot feeling. She picked up the bottle and shook it aside, and continued to look for the utensils that had just made noises.
Soon, she found several utensils, including bottles and jars, some with red ropes tied to them. Yuan Qianxiao didn't dare to touch them, so she just picked up all the things she could hold and put them together with the plum bottle, then turned around and looked upstairs, without any sound, Ye Xian did not notice.
Yuan Qianxiao smiled proudly and bent down. She picked up a small bottle from the ground like a trick, and opened it and smelled of kerosene.
Yuan Qianxiao was about to pour the kerosene into bottles and jars, and a chuckled sound came from a woman's cold voice: "Oh, don't pour it down, I have to clean it if it gets dirty."
Yuan Qianxiao was shocked, and the bottle in her hand fell to the ground. Ye Xian sighed: "Look, I've made kerosene all over the floor again, Zhao Nan, you've got this trouble, you have to be responsible for cleaning it."
Yuan Qian smiled and her lips trembled: "You... aren't..."
The lights were on, and Ye Xian and Zhao Nan turned out from behind.
"Grandma Yin, stop pretending. Do you think Cai used the soul in these objects?" Ye Xian sneered and pointed at the guqin that Yuan Qianxiao was carrying, "If I said that the soul is in this guitar, would you burn this guitar too?"
Yuan Qianxiao couldn't help but shake her head: "No, it's impossible!"
"Where will a Qin Chi-chi want his soul to return after he dies? You know better than anyone else. You have to destroy the objects in this store again and again, just to find a reason for your blind revenge."
"You... it turns out that you have been lying to me!" These words were directed at Zhao Nan. At this time, Yuan Qian's voice suddenly became squinoxious, the voice of an old woman.
"Yes, I believe that the real Yuan Qianxiao cannot put her younger sister in danger. Since we met, you kept silent about her younger sister. This is so abnormal. Grandma Yin, why are you doing this? An eleven-year-old girl you have already killed has become a walking corpse, and now you are harming Miss Yuan. You have the friendship of master and apprentice. Do you have the heart to harm her and become a vegetable?"
"Hmph, she just learned the piano from me. There are too many people who have learned the piano from me over the years. Which one do I pity? I just want the child to have better health. I didn't expect that he would actually get your way, causing the body to be burned. The man named Ye, please hand over Cai Yong's soul. I'll look for him for several lifetimes." Grandma Yin was very arrogant.
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Chapter completed!