Salted fish
Ji Yunshu did not delve into it.
"Where's Jingrong? How is he now?"
"You'd better worry about yourself first. I heard Wei Yi say, are you injured? How is it?"
"I'm fine." She lied and said again: "You don't need to worry, there should be some organs outside the entire Gaoshanzhai, otherwise, Zijin won't be able to get in, and you don't have to dress up like this."
Mo Ruo nodded: "Yes, you guessed it right, it looks like an airtight prison outside, but inside, it's very lax."
That's natural!
Tight on the outside, not tight on the inside!
Ji Yunshu was worried: "You should leave quickly. If you are found, you will not be able to leave."
Moruo didn't even look at her, she was busy with her work, pricked her ears, frowned and asked, "What's the situation here now?"
Ji Yunshu could only make a long story short and briefly said the matter.
After listening, Mo Ruo was surprised!
Looking at the headless skeleton on the table, he subconsciously moved his hand to the side.
Back trembling.
"As long as you're there, there's a case." He swallowed and said, "But do you really believe they'll let you go?"
"Do I have any other options?"
"Jingrong has already planned to borrow a soldier from Jingzhou, and is waiting to attack the mountain to save you."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yunshu immediately denied it: "No, Moruo, you must promise me that you must not let him do this. Once you attack the mountain, the consequences will be disastrous, and you can't sacrifice anyone."
"But… "
"I believe Zhao Huai, as long as he finds out, he will let me go."
In fact, all kinds of benefits, if you know it!
No matter how strong the army of Lord Kang of Jingzhou was to attack the mountain and save people, there would still be countless casualties.
So according to what Ji Yunshu said, the only feasible way now is to find out this case and take a gamble with Zhao Huai.
And Moruo is also rational!
Then he nodded: "Okay, I will try to stop Jingrong, but if something happens to you, he will probably kill me."
Ji Yunshu firmly said: "I will leave safely."
Saying that, she turned around and glanced at the door, then took out a handkerchief from her waist and handed it to Mo Ruo.
"I would like to trouble you to help me see, what is this thing?"
Moruo opened it, moved a few times with his fingers, and put it on his nose to smell it.
Mild camphor tree scent.
"It should be a medicinal herb."
"What medicine?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a potion that my father once made, called Anxin San, which is made from camphor tree, cypress grass, seven seeds, worm rice season and other medicinal materials, but the specific effect is to use My dad didn't mention what it was for, but since it's called An Xin San, it should be used to soothe the mind."
Soothe the gods
Ji Yunshu questioned: "Only your father has developed this medicine?"
"That's right, because my father records all the medicines he developed by himself. I read the book he left behind and saw it on it, but he wrote the formula, but never wrote the effect. It's an old man. The guy left me with a problem."
Angry baby!
The old guy is dead, and he still has one hand left!
Ji Yunshu's heart seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.
Mo Ruo asked curiously, "Where did you get this medicine?"
Ji Yunshu didn't have time to explain too much, so he took the handkerchief back: "I'll explain it to you, but for now, you should leave quickly, those two people are probably coming back soon."
"Then be careful, Zijin will be outside Gaoshanzhai. If you have something to do, use the previous method to bring the information out. She will inform us at any time, Jingrong's side, I will find a way to calm him down. "
"Thank you."
Moruo looked back at Wei Yi who was eating buns.
This kid can really eat.
Before the two bandits came back, he left.
Wei Yi got up and chased two steps, but was stopped by Ji Yunshu.
"Don't tell anyone, understand?"
"I know, Shu Er and Brother Moruo are playing the Tibetan game."
"That's right, it's a Tibetan game."
Well, Ji Yunshu really wanted to slap him, so he fooled Wei Yi again. I don't know if he will use the things that he fooled him to sit on the ground and have a long talk...
After Moruo left, he changed his clothes and left Gao Shanzhai.
When Xiaoyu woke up, he was stunned!
Immediately ran to find Wei Yi, but Wei Yi sat safe and sound on the stone steps outside the house playing with stones.
He kicked up: "Boy, what happened? How could I faint?"
"how could I know?"
"How could you not know?"
"You fainted yourself. I called you for a long time, but you didn't answer me, and then I left."
Xiaoyu was dubious and twisted his neck, always feeling that something was wrong, but it was clear that nothing happened.
So I thought about it, that's all...
After Xiaoyu left, Ji Yunshu came out.
Sit down beside Wei Yi.
Wei Yi turned his head to look at her, raised a big smile, raised his sleeves and wiped Ji Yunshu's forehead.
"Is Shu Er very tired and sweating profusely?"
She shook her head: "I'm not tired."
"Shu'er, why do you like those bamboo slips? It's not fun to watch at all."
The so-called bamboo slips are the bones.
Ji Yunshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she really shouldn't fool Wei Yi like this.
"Wei Yi, those bamboo slips are actually like your friends. If you can't be a real friend with them, then they won't treat you as a friend, and you won't be able to get the information you want from them."
"what's the message?"
"the truth."
"What truth?"
"This..." Ji Yunshu was amused by him instead.
This time, it's already twilight!
The orange-red peripheral light shone down from half the sky, just sprinkled on the two of them, facing the light, sitting side by side on the stone steps.
There is a feeling of "sunrise and sunset"!
Wei Yi was probably tired, so he leaned on Ji Yunshu's shoulder and squinted to rest.
The mouth is still saying something.
Ji Yunshu couldn't hear clearly, reached out and rubbed his head, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
But when he slowed down, his face became solemn again!
I am worried about this murder...
At this moment, Zhao Huai locked himself in the room and sat there for a whole day.
Staring straight ahead without focus!
The body does not move, as long as the eyes are dark.
In his mind, countless times flashed to the picture in the wedding room a year ago.
He pushed open the mahogany door in front of him.
The bride inside, dressed in a red wedding dress with a red hijab covering her face, should have been sitting on the big bed shyly, she should have waited for her groom to lift her head and put on the red hijab.
However, that thin body was lying on the ground lightly...
Blood spilled from her chest little by little, dyeing the red wedding dress redder and darker.
In front of the bride, it is not his groom, but a tall figure of terror.
The man held a sword in his hand and turned his back to Zhao Huai. He could not see the appearance of the murderer at that time, whether it was hideous or regretful...