Shen Luo nodded and asked: "Yes, you once said that it was Zifu's original body."
Qiu Ling took a cup of tea and tasted it carefully, and praised: "This tea is really fragrant!"
Qing Li slapped him in the arm, "You said the business! Don't talk about those who have it."
Qiu Ling curled his lips and saw Shen Luo's anxious look, and smiled and said, "Then I ask you, how long have these wisterias been open?"
Shen Luo succumbed to her hand and thought a little, and Fang slowly said, "It seems that I had it when I was a child."
Qingli nodded lightly, staring at Qiuling, "You mean, this Zifu was in Shen's mansion since Shen Luo was a child?"
Qiu Ling nodded and said, "Yes, but at that time, she was probably still a person."
Shen Luo was shocked and said: "How come!" Qiu Ling waved his hand and said, "What is impossible, if it is an ordinary flower soul, it will increase its own skill by inhaling the spirit of a man, but this Zifu, how are you doing? Think about it, although she killed so many people, she also saved the old man."
Shen Luo's complexion was very complicated, she leaned weakly against the table, and said sullenly: "I don't want to go into these things. Now I just want to know how to kill her?"
Her eyes were full of hatred, and Qiu Ling sighed softly, "If you want that way, you can't figure out the ins and outs of her and your family."
Qingli already faintly felt that something was wrong, so she continued to ask for Shen Luo: "Let's just talk about it and listen."
Suddenly heavy rain fell outside the window, and Shu Er hurriedly got up to close the window. There was no sign of the rain, just like the words Qiuling would say next, which made people unprepared.
"Find Zifu's bones before her death, burn them with fierce fire for three days and three nights, until all of them are turned into ashes, and then mix the ashes with ink, and the person who caused her resentment will personally outline her appearance and seal it in the painting. "He speaks very fast, and he speaks very lightly. It can be set against the fierce rain outside the house, but he is going to pierce people's hearts with a sharp dagger.
After Shen Luo listened, she fell into a long silence, Qing Li had the cruelty of thinking about a way, but didn't want to be so dull.
The emperor was dull when seeing Qingli, so he said in a low voice: "I told you that I can't control this matter, you just didn't listen."
Qingli frowned, and Qiu Ling said categorically, "That's why I said, you have to figure out the ins and outs. Now believe it."
He paused and continued: "You don't need to ask if there is any other way. This is the only way. If it is an ordinary flower soul, it will be easy to handle. Just grab the soul and smash it, but Zifu is like this. There are really few flower souls."
He didn't finish speaking, Shen Luo took a deep breath, and there was a firmness in her eyes that was different from that of a deep-bowed woman. For a long time, she slowly said: "But where do you start to investigate this matter?"
Her whispered voice was condensed in Qingli's ear. She somehow remembered Master Shen's arrival, and said: "Your father is the master of Shen Mansion. He must know the wisteria flowers, Shen Luo , I will accompany you to ask your father, maybe there is any clue."
Shen Luo faintly nodded, "This is the only way." She turned her head slightly to look at the emperor, and asked softly: "My son, how long can this Zifu sleep?"
The emperor mirage replied briefly: "Three hours."
Qingli smiled, "We have enough time, let's go soon, it won't be good if we delay."
Seeing Qingli's gesture, Qiu Ling wanted to leave, and said hurriedly: "I'll accompany you. I'm not relieved of that purple flower."
Qing Li shook his head and smiled silently: "It's okay, I can handle these things, so you can take a good rest. It's hard to handle with too many people."
Qiuling felt helpless, Shu'er pulled Qingli's hand and said, "Be careful."
The light of the main house was still on, and two maids outside the house were leaning on the door and eating the fruit in the brocade bag. When she saw Shen Luo, she threw the brocade bag to the ground with fright. Qingli knew it was her a few days ago. The beating of the maids spread, and these little maids became jealous of her.
That's why she was scared when she saw her. Shen Luo couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Are you seeing people or hell, am I that scary?"
The two maids hurriedly knelt to the ground and apologized, "The slave and maid knew that she was wrong. The slave and maid shouldn't be greedy for a while, please ask the lady to punish you."
Shen Luo was in a hurry and waved her hand and said, "Okay, let's go down, what do you do, it's normal to like to eat at this age, and remember to eat before working as an errand, and go."
The two seemed to be unable to believe that the person in front of them was like Miss Nine who was beating people. After a long while, Qingli said hurriedly: "I can't go down and stay here."
The two went down with a smile, and Shen Luo stretched out his hand to push the door open. Master Shen was taking a rose and trimming it carefully. When Shen Luo and Qingli were coming, he smiled and said, "Girl, why are you here? Here?"
Shen Luo stepped forward, Qing Li saw that he had cut off the bad leaves of the rose, but there were thorns left on the rhizomes, and they did not subtract all of them, and then carefully inserted them into the bottle. This simple picking up, unexpectedly coincided with that day. What Fu is posing is a style!
Qing Li's eyes were always sharp, and she was shocked when she saw it. He asked, "Master also likes roses?" Master Shen smiled lightly, "Yes, the maids don't take care of this flower, they always ask for it. Cut all those thorns, but I don’t know that the most dazzling thing about this rose is this thorn."
Qing Li secretly agreed, and the flowers that he saw that day didn't cut off the thorns, which made everyone feel special.
Master Shen saw Qingli staring at the flower and asked, "What? The girl is very interested in this flower arrangement?"
Qing Li thought about it for a while and blurted out: "No, it's just that I knew a sister before and I liked making flowers like this."
She carefully observed Master Shen's expression, and sure enough, he was taken aback for a moment, and then returned to smile, "Really? There are not many women who do this in the world."
Shen Luo didn't understand the mystery of Qingli's words. At this moment, she was only thinking about the wisteria.
Then he slowly said: "Daddy, on the way out of Liyin Pavilion in our mansion, there is a long corridor with wisteria blooming very well. I vaguely remember that it was there when I was young."
Master Shen nodded and picked up the small bowl on the table. There was some clear water in it. He dipped his fingertips and sprinkled some water on the petals of the roses. Qingli saw his eyes. It seems to be nostalgia, and pity.
Master Shen put down the small bowl, then looked at Shen Luo again, and pressed his lips slightly, "Well, I have been taking care of the wisteria, but it has been better opened these years. By the way, why do you suddenly ask What about this?"
Under Qing Li, he had guessed seven or eight points. This Zifu must have some connection with Master Shen, otherwise the two methods would not be exactly the same.
Shen Luo cast her gaze at Qing Li, with a question in her eyes. Qing Li nodded and said, "Let me do it."
Master Shen looked at the two of them as if they were playing dumb riddles, and then smiled: "What's the matter with you?" Seeing Shen Luo nodded, he sorted out what he was about to say, and then slowly said, "I won't lie to you. Now, do you know Zifu?"
Master Shen's face was full of doubts, and he shook his head. Qing Li saw that he didn't pretend, and then said: "Who used to plant this wisteria flower and this rose?"
Qingli noticed that Master Shen's complexion was obviously stiff, and as expected, he was really related to Zifu, but why did he show that he didn't know Zifu
Shen Luo calmly said softly: "Daddy, just tell us, it's about the entire Shen family, it's about the flower soul, it's about everything!"
Master Shen naturally didn't understand why Shen Luo said this. It was obvious that she looked so anxious, so she hesitated. Qingli thought of a way, and said faintly: "Zi Fu is the flower soul, she is in Shen Luo's body at this moment. Although she was asleep, it was only three hours. Once she wakes up, Shen Luo will be in danger. What's more, it may endanger her life!"
Qingli knew that Master Shen hadn't understood yet, Shen Luo took the lead and said, "Daddy, she is here for the Shen family, and she doesn't hide it from you. When Daddy is possessed by her, she will also cut this rose!"
There seemed to be faint tears in Master Shen's eyes. He tilted his head slightly and asked again in disbelief, "You said, this Zifu is the flower soul that was attached to me before?"
Shen Luo nodded and said solemnly: "Daddy, do you know something?"
Master Shen bowed his head and murmured: "It's impossible, it's impossible."
Seeing his appearance, Qingli was puzzled, and said: "If you think about it, have you ever met this Zifu?"
Master Shen put the scissors on the table and looked at Shen Luo, "A Luo, is she really called Zifu?"
Shen Luo's eyes lit up and said, "Yeah, she is the flower soul of the wisteria flower, and the culprit of the sisters!" When she said this, Shen Luo was a little excited, and her voice was full of resentment!
Qingli hastily pulled Shen Luo over, and said softly: "Don't be so excited, I think she probably lied to you, maybe she is not called Zifu, your father must know the reason for this."
Master Shen smiled obsessively, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes. He slowly looked at Qingli, "Girl, do you know what that flower soul looks like?"
Qingli frowned, "I haven't seen it."
After a while, Shen Luo seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, her eyes are brown. Daddy, take a look at my eyes. The black one is mine, and the brown one is Zifu's!"
Master Shen's eyes widened when he heard Shen Luo's words! He hurriedly got closer to look, his face full of shock, he slowly stepped back, his expression was as bleak as the night, and he could no longer see the calm and gentle brilliance.
For a long time, when Qing Li and Shen Luo thought that Master Shen would not speak, he choked up and said: "That's right, Afu's eyes are brown, that is the usual color of southern Xinjiang women."
Shen Luo was stunned, and asked, "Southern Xinjiang?" RS