The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 848 is related

Meng Meijing also likes to eat these two kinds of cakes. As soon as Shangchun put them down, she smelled the fragrance and her eyes instantly lit up like stars.

"You asked Xiao Huai to go to Jinling, not to keep an eye on Lan Zhijin, right?" In the huge Jinling, the Huai bird found Lan Zhijin and circled around him. Huang Jing felt that her guess was correct.

Meng Shisan did not deny it either: "Master Lan is unfamiliar with the place when he comes to Jinling, so it must be difficult for him to investigate. I think Xiao Huai knows the way and may be able to help Master Lan."

"Know the way?" Lan Zhijin went to Jinling to find out who Cui Yu loved. Huang Jing thought that the so-called knowing the way should be related to the rumored Thirteenth Miss. "Xiao Huai, can you take Lan Zhijin to find your Thirteenth Aunt?"

"Oh..." Meng Shisan let out a long "oh" and said in understanding, "So Master Lan went to check on my Thirteenth Aunt."

She had expected this, but after hearing Huang Jing's confirmation, she still felt a little strange: "Why did Master Lan want to find my Thirteenth Aunt? Was it because of Master Cui Qi's request?"

Huang Jing shook his head: "That's not it."

"Why is that?" Meng Shisan asked the first question again.

Meng Meijing, eating a lotus cake, also asked, "Why?"

Ever since she learned that her eldest sister had a thirteenth aunt, she has been very curious, but to this day, she still has no chance to meet her.

If Lan Zhijin can find someone in Jinling, then she might be able to get some information about her eldest sister, Thirteenth Aunt, from Lan Zhijin through Huang Jing.

Huang Jing knew the reason but couldn't say the truth. After all, it was not her business and she couldn't make the decision for Lan Zhijin. So she hesitated for a long time and couldn't utter a word.

Meng Shisan understood and stopped making things difficult for Huang Jing: "Forget it."

When Lan Zhijin gets help from the Huai Bird in Jinling and returns to the capital, she can then take advantage of the small favor and ask Lan Zhijin in person.

Meng Meijing was somewhat dissatisfied: "Why go to Jinling? Why not speak frankly? Could it be that Master Lan went to see Miss Thirteen for some ulterior motive?"

It really does.

Huang Jing felt guilty as if she had been guessed at. Not to mention replying to Meng Meijing, she didn't even dare to look at her.

When Meng Shisan saw this, he immediately understood what was going on.

It seems that Lan Zhijin's trip to Jinling to find her so-called Thirteenth Aunt is really related to her. Otherwise, Huang Jing would not be reluctant to tell the truth.

Unfortunately, they didn’t know that Meng Shisan was her, and Meng Liangchen was also her.

She just changed her appearance, but her evil spirit never changed. It is impossible for Jinling to find Meng Shisan, and it is even more impossible to find out Meng Liangchen's background through Meng Shisan.

After Huang Jing left Mingxiaotang, he sent a Thousand Miles Talk Talisman back to Lan Zhijin.

Lan Zhijin received Huang Jing's reply in Jinling, and after listening to it, he began to search for which tree the locust bird was on.

The locust bird seemed to sense something and flew out from the dense tree canopy on its own, circling slowly above Lan Zhijin's head, chirping in the middle, as if asking Lan Zhijin if he was looking for it.

Lan Zhijin was shocked by the human-like locust bird. Before he could say anything, it started to drizzle, so he quickly looked for a place to avoid the snow.

As he looked around, the locust bird chirped again, and then flew slowly in front of him. While flying, it turned around to look at him.

Lan Zhijin understood immediately: "Do you know where we can take shelter from the rain?"

Sophora japonica: “Chirp!”

Lan Zhijin raised the corner of his mouth: "Lead the way."

After running for a while, the locust bird brought Lan Zhijin into the stone temple of ancestor Hongjun.

The small temple was square and made entirely of stones. He took a few glances and checked every corner of the temple: "This is the ancestral temple."

"Ji!" Yes!

Lan Zhijin looked at the locust bird again at this time and thought it was really handsome, and its black color was very beautiful. He praised it sincerely: "You are so smart." "Chi!" Yes!

The locust bird landed in front of the incense table with its head held high and its chest puffed out. Although it did not come here often, it would follow its owner occasionally when he came. It was very familiar with the place and it took no effort to find it.

Of course, it's also very smart!

Lan Zhijin trotted over. The rain was not heavy, so he got wet a little. He patted his slightly damp navy blue robe and straightened his collar. Then he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed three times to the old ancestor.

After he finished bowing and stood up, he looked at Huai Niao again: "A Jing wrote to me and said... do you know Huang Jing?"

"Chi!" Know!

Lan Zhijin nodded: "That's good. A Jing wrote to say that Miss Meng agreed that I can't hurt you, and that you can help lead the way."

After saying this, he waited for the locust bird's reaction.

The locust bird's pair of black eyes were staring straight ahead, as if it was sorting out the information, or thinking about which way to take.

Lan Zhijin waited for a moment, but there was no response from the locust bird.

When the rain stopped, he thought of giving it a try, and said, "I came to Jinling to find the residence of Miss Meng Shisan and to meet her in person."

When the locust bird heard this, its black eyes suddenly lit up and it flapped its wings and flew out of the temple.

"...Are you going to lead the way again?" When Lan Zhijin saw Huainiao's actions, although he tried to suppress his inner excitement, his voice still revealed a hint of uncontrollable joy.

"Ji!" Yes!

Arriving at Meng Shisan's old residence in Jinling before dusk, Lan Zhijin looked at the old house with five entrances in front of him. He looked back at the Huai Niao who had led the way without hesitation and asked: "Are you sure you are on the right track?"

"Chi!" No!

Lan Zhijin turned around, walked up the stone steps, came to two old wooden doors, grabbed one of the copper rings and knocked twice. He knocked very carefully, for he was afraid that the two old doors would be knocked down if he knocked them too hard.

No movement.

Knock again.

Still no movement.

He looked at the locust bird again: "No one?"

"Chi!" No!

Lan Zhijin then turned around, walked down the stone steps, looked up at the eaves, found a place on the courtyard wall that was easiest to climb, and began to climb over it.

The locust bird chirped and flew up to the eaves, looking down at Lan Zhijin as he quickly climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the house.

About half an hour later, Lan Zhijin came out of the old house. He felt that he had been tricked.

The locust bird flew over his head faithfully. He looked up at it and it looked at him too. The man and the bird looked at each other for a long time.

Lan Zhijin said: "It's fine if there's no one here, but why isn't there even the atmosphere of fireworks that used to be there?"

According to his idea, even though there was no one in the house now, it must have been occupied before. Even if no one had lived there for some time, there should be some traces of life, not just nothing as he saw when he entered!

The locust bird understood, but it didn't know how to explain it to the mortal in front of it. Its master's master didn't like to cook, and its master didn't like to cook either, let alone it, it didn't know how to cook.

Therefore, when the master's master still lived in this old house, he never lit a fire, and when the master's master lived in the ancestral temple for a long time, he would never light a fire.

There had never been any fire before, so where did the smell of worldly fireworks come from?