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Zuo Qingyan was ordered by Zuo Suanran to put aside all affairs when he returned to Zuo's house because of his injury, and had a good rest at Zuo's house.It's rare for Zuo Qingyan to let go of the burden on his shoulders, just wandering around in the backyard of Zuo's house like this, picking flowers here, fishing for fish there, and having occasional encounters in Zuo Suran's yard several times a day, it's more than ever Keep busy when you have to work.

"Suran! You are drinking tea!" Zuo Qingyan jumped in front of Zuo Suanran with a face full of joy, "It's really..."

"What a coincidence, this is the third time you have said this to me in one day, Zuo Qingyan, I asked you to stay in the room and rest, what do you want to do when you come to my place all day? Do you listen to the wind?" Zuo suddenly lifted the tea cover and looked at Zuo Qingyan with a cold expression, Zuo Qingyan didn't feel any discomfort and was still smiling, pulled up his long sleeves and stretched out his hand to pour himself a cup of tea, "Just come out for a walk If you stay in the room every day, you will get worms." Zuo suddenly glanced down at Zuo Qingyan's black boots that were stained with a lot of mud and sneered, "When you go out for a walk, there is only so much mud on your feet. It seems that my Zuo's house was not cleaned well today. Be careful."

"Ahem, didn't I just sneak into the backyard, and just walked around the garden a few times." Zuo Qingyan quibbled.

Zuo suddenly put down his glass and snorted softly, "Did you go around to the pond to enjoy the fish?" Zuo Qingyan, who understood the meaning, stretched out his hand and secretly tugged at the hem of his clothes that didn't know when it was soaked, and looked around in embarrassment, "The fish in the pond are too fat , Bah, it’s so pretty, I couldn’t help but grab one or two of them.”

Ignoring Zuo Qingyan who opened his eyes and said nonsense, Zuo suddenly waved his hand, "Patriarch." The old housekeeper stepped forward and asked.

"The young master is so idle, you move all the seventh-level spiritual books in the library to my study, let the young master extract them carefully, and concentrate on practicing, so as not to be inferior to others next time and fall into such a fate again." Left Qing Yan got up and flung his sleeves away, completely ignoring the stunned Zuo Qingyan. ,

"Suddenly don't! I was wrong!" I thought that I had wasted a lot of effort after reading these books. Now that I heard that I had to copy all the seventh-level spiritual books, the workload was unreasonable. Starting with "It's over, the hand is going to be broken."

The old butler tilted his head and smiled, "Young Master, you won't be so tired if you listen to the Patriarch's words." Zuo Qingyan rubbed his head in frustration and said with a frowning face, "It's hard to be so close to Suanran, not as cold as before, I just want to Stay with Suanran for a while longer, who knows this." The old housekeeper said helplessly, "The Patriarch is concerned about the Young Master. A few days ago, the Patriarch heard that your jade plaque was damaged, and his usual calmness disappeared. The master also doesn't want to make the young master's injury worse. What's more, you are copying books in the master's study, and you can always see the master who handles affairs, right?"

After Zuo Qingyan heard all the grievances in his heart, he completely dissipated, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Zuo Qingyan walked towards Zuo Suran's study with his hips akimbo, "That's right, if you copy books, you will copy books. My young master is still afraid of such a trivial matter." Son? But go back to your room and change your clothes first." Zuo Qing said with disgust as he tugged at the wet hem of his clothes.The old butler smiled and replied, "I'll order someone to prepare it."

The door was opened with a squeak, Zuo Moran didn't look up, and signaled with the tip of his pen, "You sit here." Zuo Qingyan slowed down and walked to the desk next to Zuo Moran, sat down and sighed. Alienation, compared with now is simply a difference!

Zuo Moran didn't hear Zuo Qingyan's voice for a while, thinking she was angry, worried that the two of them would be as inexplicably indifferent as before, put down the brush, Zuo Moran looked at Zuo Qingyan with a relaxed expression and said, "Why don't you talk?"

Zuo Qingyan came back to his senses and smiled, "Thinking about things, this... Is there a time limit for copying books?" Carefully pointing to the stack of books half a person's height at the corner of the table and the stacks neatly placed on the ground, he was very worried. It's apprehension.

Glancing at Zuo Qingyan who was surrounded by books, most of the anger in Zuo Suran's heart dissipated, "Seeing that your injury hasn't healed yet, you can just finish copying one book today, and you can stay here for the rest After reading it, don’t let me go around today.” Zuo Qingyan looked at his head dotted like a beckoning cat, shook his head, picked up the brush and continued to write the talisman formations, some talismans and formations only belong to the Patriarch Only in order to practice, so making these spirit arrays and talismans every day is also one of the tasks of the Patriarch. In addition, a lot has been used recently, and the inventory is a little urgent, so replenish it early just in case.

Zuo Qingyan turned the pen and propped his head while copying and looking at Zuo Suanran, smiling foolishly all the time, Zuo Suanran didn't bother to care about her so that she could enjoy her beloved woman unscrupulously as she wished.

People living in a stable and carefree life don't know that the Youjia in Ishikawa City is full of tension and infiltration.

"The Zuo family is going to fight me to the end this time." You Junhua's feminine face is very pale, and he is wearing a loose white robe that exposes his chest loosely. His fair skin is better than that of a woman, and he does not look like a 50-year-old at all. The appearance that a person should have.

Zuo Qianyue stood aside and lowered her head slightly, looked at the tied up person at the foot who was moaning and struggling weakly, and smiled cruelly, "But congratulations to the Patriarch for finding the human cauldron that he has been looking for for so many years. I think it's God's blessing for the patriarch's efforts to pay off." You Junhua raised her long hair and her brows were full of fierceness, "You Xin should also prove that she still has a place to play. This time you follow, I will give you 100 people , bring the earth-level puppet and the puppet army, and be sure...to bring that woman back to me!" As soon as the words fell, no one noticed that a vague black shadow trembled in the corner, then quickly disappeared into the shadows and disappeared.

Zuo Qingyan stood with his eyes down and raised his hands in a bow, "Yes, Patriarch! This time, no matter the price, I will do what you want." Turning around to leave, a woman screamed in pain from behind her, smelling pungent blood on the tip of her nose, Zuo Qianyue He licked the corner of his mouth, showing intoxication on his face, "It's really a tempting taste." There was a passion in his eyes that was determined to win.

At the Yanling Terrace of the right family, the elderly prophet looked at the strange horoscope in front of him, his expression tightened, his eyes closed and his hand was sealed, the horoscope shimmered, and a blurry picture came into the mind of the old man.A moment later, the old man's face was as pale as snow, and he leaned over weakly, propping up his hand and writing down what he saw with a pen tremblingly, greeting the disciples waiting outside the door. "Hurry up and hand it over to the owner!" After stuffing the paper into the man's hand, the man put it away with a sneer, and whispered in the old man's ear, "Old thing, your value is gone..." The luck and spiritual power in his hand quickly slapped On the old man's chest, "You...you are..." After saying a few words intermittently, the old man opened his eyes wide and unwillingly fell on the Lingling platform without breath.

The man took out the piece of paper, looked at it, and immediately put it away with a little joy in his heart, then reached out and wiped the old man's open eyes, making him look peaceful and calm, with a sad expression on his face, and ran out sobbing, Shouted loudly, "Master... the master has gone!"

"What are you talking about? The head of the Yanling sect has gone?!" Zuo Suran's face was stunned, and he couldn't help but squeeze the body of the pen tightly. Zuo Qingyan was also surprised by the sudden news. Will it be so sudden?" The old housekeeper looked sad, "The disciples of the Lingling Department came to explain that the old man was waiting for Miss Mo and Miss Jun's horoscopes day and night, and his health was not as good as before. Today, he suddenly fell on the Yanling Terrace, without a sound." Zuo Qing said Frowning tightly, "I'll go and have a look." Zuo suddenly pursed his lips, "I'll be with you."

Seeing the quiet Zuo Ming lying on the Yan Lingtai where he had guarded for half his life, Zuo suddenly turned his head and sighed a little bit unbearably, "Come here, bury Mr. Ming!" Zuo Qingyan also felt bad after all. He is the old man in the family, and also the elder who watched him grow up.Suddenly, she focused her eyes, looking at Old Ming's clenched fists and the messy pen and ink utensils beside her, feeling suspicious.

She silently followed the people who carried Mr. Ming out, until she came to the ancestral hall and said, "You guys go down first, I want to stay with Mr. Ming for a while." There was nothing unexpected about them. After all, Mr. Ming always looked at Zuo Qingyan. Growing up, the two of them had a deep relationship, so they went out without speaking.

Zuo Qingyan observed that there was nothing unusual around him, walked quickly to Old Ming, and said in a low voice, "Old Ming, please forgive me if I offended you." A little bit of ink stained on the knuckles, my heart froze, how could the tightly clenched hands be stained with ink?And it was written on the knuckles, could it be... What did Ming Lao write that was prophesied before his death? ! "The horoscope belongs to Mo Shi and Jun Jiayun. If there is something wrong with Ming Lao's death, it must be because their horoscopes have changed!" It is not necessary for people to watch day and night just to avoid missing the sudden change of fate!

Sullen Zuo Qingyan carefully put down Ming Lao's hand, worried about Mo Shi and Jun Jiayun in his heart, thinking that Ming Lao must not have died suddenly, otherwise where would the piece of paper with the change of fate go? "I, Zuo Qingyan... I hate traitors the most in my life!" Zuo Qingyan gritted his teeth, looked at Ming Lao and sighed in his heart, "I will definitely find out the person who harmed you!" Thinking of the things left in You's house before It's time for it to work. Close your eyes and open your spiritual sense to quickly get in touch with the shadow puppet.Zuo Qingyan's face became slightly aware of the big move of the You family, "It seems that this time, Ming Lao's prophecy is about Mo Shi! But since that person can take it away, is it beneficial to us?" Thinking about this prophecy Whether it is good or bad, after a while, Zuo Qingyan sighed, "After all, it is cause and effect. We want to do it, and we are eager to know these things. I didn't expect it to turn out to be a cloud of muddy water!"

When I went back to the study and told Zuo Moran about this matter, Zuo Moran was furious, and his white palm was slapped on the table, which shocked people's hearts, "There is such a thing! Yue actually has such a villain!"

Zuo Qingyan's face was serious, "This person must be from the Ministry of Speech and Spirit, we must investigate one by one! The prophecy in his hand is absolutely important, we can't let him escape!"

Zuo suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Housekeeper! Immediately order to open the barrier of the Zuo family and don't disturb anyone. I want to see how he will run under the barrier of the Zuo family even if he has a teleportation formation. In addition, pay close attention to everyone in the Lingling Department Every move he makes, especially anyone who can get close to Ming Lao, is not allowed to let go."

Zuo Qingyan's eyes were calm, "Mo Shi must not be alone outside, and Jun Jiayun is too. The two of them are worthy of my Zuo family's full protection!"

"Go and tell them that if you can stay at Zuo's house as much as possible. We don't know the prophecy of old Ming, we can only take one step at a time, and only hope that the result can be as people wish..." Zuo suddenly felt tired He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.Zuo Qingyan walked in distressedly, moved her fingertips, and finally slowly raised her hand to hug her, and said in a low voice, "It will all pass. This young master is not the child she used to be. I will carry these things with you. "The corners of Zuo Suran's mouth curled up slightly, and he indulged himself in the soft embrace behind him, his tense nerves got a moment's rest temporarily.

"Man is not as good as the sky, and the sky is not as good as the man. Let's do our best." Zuo Qingyan looked out the window, the sky was a little dark, and Nancheng, which hadn't shown any signs of rain for several weeks, was finally about to start brewing for a long time. Is it raining?