Chapter 611： , The hunting dog's first show of ability

Chapter 611, Hounds first show their skills

On May 29th, the Yan family had dinner together in the old lady’s yard.

During the period, Sun said: "I heard that Mrs. Guo wants to celebrate the birthday of the little prince this year, but the first day of June is coming soon. Why haven't you posted yet? Is it because Mrs. Guo doesn't plan to invite outsiders, just them The family and the little prince have a meal together and it's over?"

Yan Wenkai immediately replied: "Second aunt, don't wait for Guo's post. As early as Mrs. Guo offered to help Yeyang organize a birthday banquet, he directly refused."

Sun's face wondered: "Why is this? Mrs. Guo didn't come before, and Governor Guo hosted a birthday banquet for the little prince. Now that the hostess arrives, why not do it?"

Mrs. Li said indifferently, "Why can I avoid suspicion? If Mrs. Guo didn't bring Ms. Guo this time, and my aunt celebrated his nephew's birthday, there is nothing to say, but Ms. Guo is here, and someone who cares will see this matter. I can't tell."

Yan Wenkai nodded and said: "That is, when the Jiang family went to Zhongzhou, Yeyang went to help for a few days, and some people with ulterior motives made some childhood sweetheart remarks. Up to now, as soon as this is mentioned, Yeyang has I was so annoyed that he said that the Jiang family had tarnished his reputation."

Mrs. Li laughed out with a ‘puff puff’: “I don’t see that the little prince is still such a person who values ​​fame.”

Yan Wenkai: "Yeyang doesn't care about some things, but he really doesn't like to get involved with girls, saying that as long as he gets involved with other girls, he won't have a good fruit."

Hearing this, the old lady Yan came to be interested: "Why are there no good fruits?"

Yan Wenkai shrugged: "He didn't say this."

Yan Wentao looked at the rice flower where the gods were eating the ribs. Here is the culprit who gave Yeyang good fruit.

Seeing Yan Wentao look at herself, Daohua smiled and gave him a chicken leg.

Looking at the chicken drumsticks in the bowl, Yan Wentao withdrew his gaze, which was regarded as letting go.

Mrs. Li: "Since Mrs. Guo doesn't hold a banquet, what should we do on the first day of June."

Sun smiled and said, “Speaking of which, Mrs. Guo has been in Ningmen Mansion for almost two months. Why didn’t you see the little prince come to visit him?”

Yan Wenkai replied: "I looked at Yeyang and didn't like Mrs. Guo very much. Once I met Mrs. Guo sending someone to send a message to Yeyang, saying that he should go to the mansion, but he was too busy to push it away."

Ms. Li's face was surprised: "There is such a thing, Little Prince and Governor Guo have a very good relationship."

Yan Wenkai smiled and said, "If you have a good relationship with your uncle, you may not have a good relationship with your aunt."

Taohua silently listened to the people talking, eating the food in a good mood.

Xiao Yeyang knows to avoid suspicion with Girl Guo, which is good!

It seems that the pig's head on his birthday cake can be bigger this year.

On the first day of June, Daohua took the birthday cake made last night and got on the carriage to Taohua Village early in the morning.

The carriage left the city gate and went straight to the pier.

However, when the carriage was halfway, the dog Xiaoqi suddenly jumped out of the carriage and quickly ran towards the woods beside the official road.

See you, Bishi hurriedly talked to Daohua, and went to chase Gou Xiaoqi.

Daohua motioned to the carriage to stop, and sat in the carriage waiting for Bishi.

After a quarter of an hour, Bi Shi and Gou Xiaoqi came back.

"Girl, look!"

Bishi handed a bag wrapped in cloth to Daohua: "This is Xiaoqi shaved out of a bulldozer."

Taohua took the baggage, signaled Bishi to get on the carriage, and opened the baggage after the carriage started.

There is a piece of crumpled paper and a piece of sheepskin in the bag.

The handwriting on the ball of paper was scribbled and weak. At first glance, I knew that it was written in a hurry, and the person writing this should have been seriously injured.

Ina Flower took a look, then moved her gaze to the sheepskin roll.

No way, the sheepskin scrolls are all painted by little people. These little people sit, stand, or stretch their limbs, and Daohua, who has countless TV experience, can be recognized at a glance. This is a martial arts secret.

Daohua suddenly looked at Bishi: "After Xiaoqi made this, did you organize the scene?" It is another martial arts secret book and a suicide note. Daohua has to pay attention to this matter for fear of getting into unnecessary trouble.

Bishi nodded: "I restored the pit again, and no one will see it."

When the seven hunting dogs were training, Bi Shi also learned something along the way, knowing that if you encounter such a thing, you should erase the traces of the scene.

Daohua relieved her heart, and then she became confused again: "How did Xiaoqi know that something was buried in the woods?"

It didn’t take long before the dock arrived.

Taohua took Wang Man'er and the others and seven hunting dogs onto the boat. When she ordered the boat to sail, she suddenly heard exclamations from people on the shore.

"Gosh, there is a flying man over there."

"Not one, but two."

Ina Hua walked out of the cabin and saw two people fighting not far away.

A man in white fluttering clothes, a monk.

The martial arts of the two are very good, and their tricks are performed in mid-air.

However, the monk was obviously not the opponent of the man in white. When the two hit the bank, the monk was kicked into the river by the man in white.

Next, the white-clothed man tapped a few times on the surface of the river, and then flew to the other side of the river.

Watching this scene, Daohua's eyes widened.

Be aware that the width of the river on the dock side is at least 100 meters.

Daohua swallowed her saliva: "This is the inner master of the fourth brother, right?"

Suddenly, Daohua's eyes flashed.

Monk?

Couldn't it be the one who injured Xiao Yeyang and the third and fourth brothers?

Daohua quickly looked at the river where the monk fell. At this moment, except for a little ripple on the river, there was no other movement.

"died?"

Bishi nodded: "It must be dead. Just now, the slave servant saw a needle flew out of the folding fan in the hand of the white man, and it sank directly into the monk's chest."

Daohua's face was unexpected: "Have you seen all of this?"

Bishi smiled embarrassedly: "My grandfather said, practicing juggling requires sharp eyes and quick hands. My eyesight is better."

Inahua patted her shoulder: "Good job."

Since the monk is dead, there is nothing to worry about.

At this moment, a team of officers and soldiers rushed over.

The officers and soldiers asked the people on the pier again, knowing that the monk had fallen into the river, the white-clothed man ran away, and had to go back dingy.

After waiting for the officers and soldiers to leave, Daohua moved her gaze to the other side of the river again, and she understood why his fourth brother was so depressed when he mentioned the monk before.

People will work lightly and float on the water. Even if there are many people, they still can’t catch up.

"Eight Maidan Dan Meridian Grass."

If I said that the pill of Daohua was still dispensable before, but this time I saw others show light work, but I really put it in my heart.

(End of this chapter)