In the room, by the windowsill.

Hao Jianren sat at the desk, quickly took a piece of paper from the side, and wrote about the incident. When he was about to fold it, he suddenly remembered the friend he made now, and wrote about Chu Sheng's situation, folded it and stuffed it into the envelope and glued it.

Squeak.

Opening the door, Hao Jianren walked out of the door, walked through several courtyards, and came to a white wall in the west. There was a small wooden door on the wall, which didn't look very solid.

He took the plug on the wooden door and pulled the door outward.

Crack.

The door opened, and what caught my eye was a small garden that looked deserted for a long time.

The garden is full of plants and green. The grass on the two-way road is dotted with a few unknown small yellow flowers. The pebbled roads are covered with weeds. I don’t know how long it has been since no one has come to clean it up.

"It's been a long time since I came here, it's growing too fast."

The air inside was filled with a fresh smell. He stood there and felt it for a while, and found the right direction to go towards one of the positions.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at a stone table.

There were not many weeds growing around the table at that time, and it seemed that someone had come to clean it up regularly, and there was only a stone stool and a lonely pestle next to it.

There was a rectangular stone on the table. Hao Jianren clamped the envelope on his hand under his armpit and freed up his hands to pick up the stone.

I saw a long wooden box under the stone. It turned out that the inside of the stone was hollowed out just to cover the wooden box below.

He put the stone lid on a corner of the table, reached out to pick up the wooden box on the table, and gently moved the lid on the wooden box upwards, revealing the oval cylindrical object inside.

Hao Jianren took it out slowly and exposed him to the air.

In fact, if you look closely, this is the fireworks that ordinary people often set off. There is a gray lead underneath, but unlike other firecrackers, it is dark and swollen, and the surface is covered with an eagle pattern, which is not like normal fireworks.

After he put the fireworks under his crotch, he took out the letter under his armpit, stuffed it into a wooden box, covered the lid, put it back in place, and put the stone on it.

After completing the above steps, Hao Jianren took the fireworks under the stall in his hand and wiped the dew on the stone bench with his sleeves.

Fortunately, the bottom of the fireworks is flat and you can stand it upright on the stone bench, otherwise he might not dare to put it in his hand.

He searched around his waist for a while, took out a fire note, opened the cap and blew it, quickly lit the gray lead, immediately pulled his hands and rushed to the side, and ran far away.

Chiu ~

Bang!

The firecracker, with a sharp air break, whistling across the night. When the whistle gradually lowered, the bang sound shook all over the field, with gorgeous mysterious eyes, and a fat eagle was combined above the branch.

Roadside vendors and pedestrians outside the mansion saw the fireworks in the sky, and they just used it as a fun in the daytime for the rich young man.

A seemingly inconspicuous old man with white hair placed some calligraphy and paintings in front of the stall, and there were two scholars standing next to him, listening to the old man introducing the origin of calligraphy and paintings.

After the old man saw the shape of fireworks above the branch rudder, he stopped his hand.

"The two young men are really embarrassed. Today I suddenly remembered that there was something at home and I had to go back. These two calligraphy and paintings are considered as a gift to you."

The old man said as he handed the calligraphy and paintings in his hand to the two scholars, and ignored the silver they took out and packed up the things in front of the stall.

After sorting it out, I put the car next to me and carried it into the alley behind me. My figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

In the small garden, Hao Jianren, who had fired the cannon, walked out along the way he came. After going out, he did not forget to bring the door bolt. If it weren't for his soaked shoes and his clothes covered with dew, it would be almost the same as before he entered.

In the study, he changed his shoes and clothes, sorted out his appearance, and prepared to go out to lie down again.

Bang bang bang bang!!

Outside the window to the south of the study, there was a sound of birds flapping their wings hitting them, making it from there.

After hearing this, he stopped walking out, quickly walked to the windowsill, opened a window, and flew in from outside, a gray dove stopped on the desk and combed his feathers.

Hao Jian let his cat, walked quietly to the table, grabbed the pigeon, and took out a small bamboo stick from its butt.

Open the small bamboo stick at the end, pour out a small roll of paper inside, and unfold it, with four small lines of small words on it neatly: 'Young Master Hao, it's about to return to the Sun Festival. There is an event in the temple to pray for blessings and hang lanterns. At that time, the young master can swim in the bamboo sea in the back mountain with Yue'er.

Also, your friend Mr. Huang, I also asked you the old man nearby, it seems that he had appeared in some place on the mountain.’

Hao Jianren was finally excited when he saw this and quickly continued to read.

‘The young master can take some servants and go there to find out if there are any other clues.

I hope you must come during the holidays so that you can live up to Yue'er's infatuation'

After reading the things written on this note, Hao Jianren's heart, which was recently shrouded in dark clouds, finally saw the sunshine.

"It's really my blessing to Yue'er meets you. I will definitely come to the appointment on time."

Although he was a little surprised, why he had to go on the day of the Sun Festival, since there were new clues and a beauty invited him to do so, what reason would he have to refuse?

Hao Jianren was originally going to reply to the letter, but in a few days it was the beginning of the festival, so he did not write any more letters, but just put the pigeon back and let it fly out of the mansion.

The dove spread its wings and flew into the sky, and soon disappeared from his sight.

The gray doves were sliding in the air, and the scene on the ground was constantly moving. Soon they came to a small hill, flew into a temple, and stopped on a banyan tree.

A woman in white stood beside the banyan tree and stretched out a white jade hand to her head. The dove blew twice and stopped in her hand.

"It seems that I received it." She said to herself.

He lifted his arm up and the dove in his palm flapped his wings and flew out toward the bamboo sea behind him.

The woman looked at the huge banyan tree and almost occupied the entire yard. If Chu Sheng saw it, he would definitely recognize it. This tree was the one he saw when he visited the temple at night, but now it is even thicker and larger.

The woman in white walked into a hole in the banyan tree and slowly sank into it. As she completely entered the hole, the hole slowly closed. A stem appeared where she went in.

Rush rust...
Chapter completed!