Xia Qianqian walked around in the Huahai Garden several times, until she felt that the terrifying sight condensed behind her disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked back, picked off a leaf, and tore it apart to relieve the panic in her heart: "That follower's figure looks a bit familiar, who is it?"

Is she too sensitive, or is she suspicious of Zhao Shu?

She couldn't figure it out for a moment.

"Sister!" Yuan Bao leaned out from the flowers, "I'm here."

"Why are you running around?" Xia Qianqian complained and turned back, "Go back quickly, mother is still very busy over there."

"Sister, look, what do I find?" Yuanbao squatted in front of a flower pot and said with interest: "It's Sun Wukong!"

Xia Qianqian was attracted, walked over, knelt down and took a look, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a peony flower cultivated in a flowerpot. It is no different from other potted peony flowers here. However, if you look closely, there is a graffiti on the surface of the flowerpot.

Not to mention carving, because the picture is not carefully carved, it is more like picking up a slightly pointed object in a hurry and drawing it directly on the flower pot.

This painting is somewhat abstract and simple.

If anyone were to look at it, they would not be able to see its actual image.

However, children's vision is different from adults.

Xia Qianqian looked at Yuan Bao from the perspective of Yuan Bao, and combined the messy lines together, and a classic image of Monkey King appeared on the surface of the flowerpot.

I really didn’t expect it.

There are also fanatics of "Journey to the West" here, who actually painted the image of Sun Wukong so vividly.

"Sister, was this flower planted by Sun Wukong?"

In Yuan Bao's impression, the person who plants the seeds will definitely mark the things he plants, so anything with Sun Wukong's mark must belong to Sun Wukong himself.

"Maybe!" Xia Qianqian didn't want to break the child's imagination and reached out to rub the hair on his head, "Let's go."

"I want to see if Sun Wukong has buried the golden hoop at the root of the flower." On a whim, Yuan Bao threw the soil in the flower pot with his hands.

"Yuanbao, don't make trouble!" Xia Qianqian stopped and said, "These flowers are all collected from major cities. They may look like ordinary peonies, but they are all precious varieties and are extremely rare to be discovered."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yuan Bao's hand touched something in the soil and pulled it out excitedly, "Sister, look, it's really a golden cudgel."

An earth-colored stick-shaped object about the thickness of a finger, with an irregular front end and four or five irregular tooth marks.

This thing...

Somewhat strange.

Not far away, Zhao Shu's voice came angrily, "Put the peony flowers sent from the capital over there."

"Young City Lord, there, my servant will take you to see it."

"No need." Zhao Shu's voice said, "I want to pick some myself and make perfume for the young lady. You go down and shut your mouths."

"Yes."

After a while, there were steady footsteps coming slowly this way.

When Yuan Bao heard this, he planned to get up and say hello politely.

Based on intuition, Xia Qianqian grabbed him, looked at the unknown stick in Yuan Bao's hand, and her thoughts changed.

She selected something of the same material from the Ruyi bracelet and made a replica at the critical moment.

"Don't make a sound."

She dug up the soil in the flowerpot, forced the imitation section into the flowerpot, and spread the soil on top.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. She took Yuanbao and burrowed through the flowers, finding a place among the leafy flowers and grass.

The two little ones hugged each other and hid in a corner at the root of the tree.

Xia Qianqian looked through the tiny gaps in the leaves. She was wearing a crimson-blue dress and wandered in front of many peony flowers, spinning around, and finally stopped in front of the flowerpot with the pattern of Sun Wukong painted on it.

He squatted down and carefully observed the image of Sun Wukong.

From here, you can completely see Zhao Shu’s profile.

He is actually very good-looking, with a handsome brow that is slightly raised. When he meets people, he always smiles lightly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

But at this time, all his troubles were reflected in his frown, and the corners of his mouth that were always raised were also tightly pursed, solemn and solemn.

It's chilling to the bottom of my heart.

Yuan Bao in his arms seemed to feel danger and twisted his body uneasily.

Xia Qianqian hugged him gently, signaling that he must keep quiet.

On the other end, Zhao Shu seemed to have made a lot of determination, reaching out to poke at the soil at the base of the flower, and took out the imitation.

Before he could get up, a man jumped out from behind the flowers and said sternly: "Found it?"

It was just three words, but it scared Xia Qianqian and almost screamed out.

This is Feng Wei.

There was absolutely no way she could hear this person's voice wrong.

"Found it." Zhao Shu handed over the things in his hands, "Take the things and leave quickly."

Feng Wei took the things, looked at them, and then put them in his arms. He gritted his teeth and reminded: "Don't forget what I asked for when I left."

"I can't handle your request." Zhao Shu refused.

"You can definitely do it." Feng Wei patted Zhao Shu on the shoulder, "Someone has been following you today. If it hadn't been for me to lure the tiger away from the mountain, you and I would have been discovered."

"Recognize the reality." Feng Wei threatened and tempted: "He no longer trusts you. You had better make plans early."

"If you fulfill my request, we will still be allies." Feng Wei paused, and then added in a more serious tone: "If you fail to fulfill my request, I will assume that you have abandoned me. Hahaha..."

A duck-like laughter came out of Feng Wei's throat, suppressed and suffocated, and turned into a big guillotine falling on the person's neck, heavy, cold and cold.

For a moment, Xia Qianqian was horrified by what she heard, and the hairs on her back stood up. Yuan Bao in her arms was so frightened that she squeezed her head into her arms, and her whole body trembled slightly.

At this moment, time seems to have been stretched infinitely.

Feng Wei's voice rang in his ears, and he turned around without any scruples and laughed away.

Zhao Shu stood there, watching with gloomy eyes. Until he disappeared, he was still there, not moving at all.

As if he was making a huge decision, he waited for a long time, then flicked his sleeves and strode away.

In the garden here, the tranquility has returned to its previous state.

Yuan Bao spread out the things in his palms and said with difficulty: "Sister, I seem to have picked up the wrong thing. Should I...should take the initiative to return the things to the young city lord?"

Xia Qianqian took the thing in his hand and solemnly explained: "Yuanbao, you heard clearly, what happened just now cannot be told to anyone, including mother."

"Sister, why?" Yuan Bao was frightened.

"Some things have no reason." She put the things into the Ruyi bracelet, took Yuanbao's hand, "Let's go quickly."

The two of them walked through the bouquet that was as tall as one person and headed quickly towards the food street.

Along the way, Feng Wei's words kept flashing in Xia Qianqian's mind.
Chapter completed!