It was already the second day when I returned to the Crescent Hotel. The fat man returned to Panjiayuan and said he wanted to check out his recent business.

The first thing she did when she went back was to call Changsha.

The phone was connected by Qi Luo. According to Qi Lechuan's intention, he was looking for a women's ring in the ancestral hall, which was at least half a century ago.

Qi Luo frowned throughout the ancestral hall, holding his cell phone in one hand and put it in his ear, his voice low, "It's been a long time since half a century ago, what are you looking for it?"

Qi Lechuan stood in the backyard of the Crescent Hotel, and new buds sprouted on the branches, and he was pondering, "Brother Luo, have you ever heard the name Ji Lanqian?"

"Ji?" Qi Luo turned around, and someone happened to come to look for him behind him. He nodded to the person behind him and said to his phone, "I haven't heard of that before. Are you in a hurry to find him?"

She shook her head, "Not in a hurry."

"Okay, if you need my help, please tell me at any time. Brother has something to deal with now, so that's how it is first." He said, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly and then hung up the phone.

Qi Lechuan recalled again. Her memories have been since she was a child. The female ring in the ancestral hall should have been seen when she was a child. When she was about four or five years old, in this memory, Mr. Qi Ba repeatedly looked at the rings.

"What are you thinking?" A familiar voice came from behind. It was Zhang Rishan. He had been dealing with the affairs of the Nine Gate Association these days. It was only when he heard that Qi Lechuan came back that he left to the Crescent Hotel.

Qi Lechuan turned around and saw Zhang Rishan wearing a black suit, his hair was meticulous, his expression was indifferent, and his majesty seemed to have changed, but it seemed to have not changed.

"For about half a century, in the Qi Family Ancestral Hall, there is a female ring, European and American style, and it seems that she will lose it." She looked serious, not as if she wanted to figure out something, just wanted to know why the ring was lost.

It's right.

Zhang Rishan's expression did not change, "The ring has been thrown into the sea."

Qi Lechuan actually reasoned. According to the Hu grandmother's opinion, her grandfather owed Ji Lanqian a life. Is it really that simple that he owed a life?

Did Master Qi Ba keep the ring just because he felt guilty?

She raised her foot and walked to the table to pour a cup of tea for Zhang Rishan, saying, "My Fatty and I went to the Northeast and met the famous local fairy. Everyone called her grandmother of the Hu family, and her big name was Hu Yuzhi."

Zhang Rishan sat down and took a sip of tea. He was not too emotional, but just signaled her to continue.

"According to the story Hu Yuzhi told, she has a good sister named Ji, who was the daughter of Commander Changshaji at that time. Commander Ji rounded it up as your boss. Do you know the past at that time?" Qi Lechuan reminded Zhang Rishan indirectly.

The other party just smiled, his tone was quite helpless, "So, which story do you want to listen to?"

"Is it because of my grandfather, the eldest daughter of Ji family, Ji Lanqian died in the tomb?" she asked.

Zhang Rishan sighed, as if this topic was a bit heavy for him.

After a minute, Zhang Rishan stopped talking, and Qi Lechuan thought he would not say anything.

Unexpectedly, he asked someone to send a box of pastries for her to eat, and then he started telling her, "The story is a bit heavy. In my impression, the Eighth Master has always been an immortal walking alone. Later, Miss Ji suddenly appeared in Changsha, and

I want to find a fortune teller to tell her fortune..."

As soon as he said a few words, Zhang Rishan suddenly stopped looking at Qi Lechuan's face, "Actually, your personality is somewhat similar to that of Miss Ji."

Qi Lechuan's mouth stopped eating, and she was surprised that the direction of the story seemed to be a little different from what Grandma Hu said.

Seeing her pause, Zhang Rishan continued, "Ms. Ji is different from other women. She grew up in a military camp since she was a child. The situation is turbulent, and Commander Ji also needs a lot of money. Miss Ji fucked this for her father.

For a ill-gotten matter, she came to Changsha to find a fortune teller just to dig a grave. Under pressure from above, the Buddha sent me to assist Master Eighth and Miss Ji to fight together."

"Wait, Miss Ji is a woman, why... "She doesn't understand. The powerful Ji family has all the best, how could Ji Lanqian make money by herself?

Zhang Rishan's expression changed a little, "Home and country are more important to her. If there is not enough funds and weapons, how can she fight? She also took on part of the responsibility. When she first fought, the situation in the tomb was not actually the case.

It’s complicated, it’s just that there are a few mental mechanisms that can disturb people. We were not injured and we got the things and left the tomb.

Hearing this, she asked, "Don't Miss Ji like my grandfather?"

Zhang Rishan replied, "I don't understand what it means to like, but that Miss Ji is really different to Master Eight. One week after coming out of the tomb, there was an extra tattoo-like thing on Master Eight, a red bloodline, right?

On the arm, the second master suggested that we go down again, and the answer must be in the tomb."

"This time, Master Buddha took me and Master Eighth. Before leaving, I don't know how Ji Lanqian learned about it, so she also came with her. She said that Master Eighth was also her responsibility. Master Eighth could not resist her, so she only

Can explore the tomb together."

"It turns out that we only entered half of the tomb last time, and part of it is buried deep underground. It is extremely dangerous. The eighth master needs no way to know the medicine. The eighth master was weak and almost fainted halfway.

When we found the last coffin, the mechanism there was and its inhumanity were destroyed."

Zhang Rishan stopped talking about this, and his eyes became a little dark, as if he could not continue to say anything.

Qi Lechuan guessed the ending at this moment and was a little depressed for a moment.

After a long time, his voice was a little low and he said, "One life for another life."

"That ring is..." She was silent.

"The Eighth Master brought it into the sea together when he died." Zhang Rishan's state of not being sad or happy was broken, and his face was solemn.

Qi Lechuan sat in the yard for a long time that day, but Zhang Rishan actually lacked many details. He didn't understand what he liked, but it was really affectionate that Ji Lanqian could die generously.

Whether it was the Eighth Master who fought because of her or her death to save Eighth Master, perhaps from the beginning, they were all moved by each other, and outsiders could not judge.

...

Yin Nanfeng heard that Qi Lechuan was back and gave her something happily.

"Tomboy, see what this is?" Yin Nanfeng looked like he offered treasures.

Qi Lechuan was practicing calligraphy in the study. She raised her eyes and saw the box in the other party's hand. She cooperated to guess, "Is it a baby?"

"Nonsense!" Yin Nanfeng rolled his eyes and placed the box on the table. "This is a good thing. Last time I saw your silver hairpin missing a corner. This time I found a good product to give to you. Are you moved?"

When Qi Lechuan mentioned the silver hairpin, he put down his pen. Zhang Haike said that he met tonight. She picked up the box and walked out, hurriedly perfunctory, "I'm so touching Boss Yin. I have something to do, so you can sit there."

Yin Nan was so angry that he jumped, "Who is you? I'll give you a gift and let me sit there casually. Tomboy, I won't give it to you next time."

She walked away and waved her hand, "I know Nan Nan."
Chapter completed!