MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 34 Blazing flames

Mrs. Edith stared blankly at the gigantic white-hand-woven curtain.

One shadow after another emerged. There are many women, some wearing ruffled collars, holding folding fans in their hands; The floral dress swayed without wind…

They are the lords and ladies of the past in the portraits. Long dead, they are more alive and beautiful than portraits.

"Get out of the way. Don't get in our way."

Suddenly, a ray of golden light shot into the gap between the white-handed giant screen. As if afraid of the light, the white hand shrank back like the tide of the sea, revealing a huge hollow.

Duan Feizhuo held the wind lantern high, the lights were blazing, and the violence was unprecedented. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, just holding the lamp almost exhausted all his strength.

"Take everyone out!" Z roared angrily.

Xenophon pointed at Hao Te, who was wrapped in a silkworm cocoon with his white hands, with the staff of civilization, and the shackles on him were suddenly released. He pointed again at Lord Perilla who was wrestling with the white hand. The Lord kicked a white hand, but it disappeared suddenly. The Lord lost his balance and fell on his buttocks.

"Did you hear that? Everyone, run away!" Xenophon's tone was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Everyone rushed to the gate, stepped over the portraits all over the floor, and left countless footprints on the canvas. Hao Te was the first to rush to the door, but the door was locked, and he refused to open it no matter how hard he beat it.

"Step aside!"

Everyone gave way like Moses divided the Red Sea. Duan Feizhuo held up the sword in the stone and slashed diagonally.

How could his rusty sword break through the heavy wooden door? Just when everyone was full of doubts and despair, only a loud bang was heard, and the door was torn apart.

People flocked out. Hao Te ran at the front, his hair was blown tousled by the wind. Lord Perilla hugged Melissa and rushed out with his head buried. The old lady was dragged out by Xenophon, her face covered with tears.

The white hands rushed towards them like a torrent, but as soon as they touched the corners of their clothes, Duan Feizhuo rushed up holding the wind lantern, using the light to force the white hands back.

Barney's slender figure was supported by white hands, as if riding the waves, overlooking him condescendingly.

"You shouldn't come." The boy said flatly, "All of you shouldn't come. Tonight is the new moon, the day when the ladies are most powerful. They were going to punish Hao Te and 'that person' tonight, For this reason, the people in the mansion were deliberately moved to a safe place. But you broke in. Without you, Hao Te would have received the punishment he deserved now. Why do you interfere with Madam's plan?"

Duan Feizhuo and the boy met each other's eyes. "Hao Te is a living person, and he has his own laws to punish him. What is the difference between your doing this and using lynching?"

"The ladies just want to protect this land in their own way." Barney's tone was a bit sad, "Sometimes justice doesn't always come in time."

Duan Feizhuo held up the lantern, "Don't come over!"

Barney didn't flinch. "That light would burn me. But I'm not afraid of pain."

Duan Feizhuo frowned, "Then what are you afraid of?"

The boy smiled slightly, "Justice is not served."

After speaking, the boy swooped towards Duan Feizhuo.

Duan Feizhuo subconsciously swung the sword in the stone. The sword edge slashed across the boy's body, but did not hurt him at all.

Barney stretched out his hand, and at the same time, Duan Feizhuo also raised the lantern.

Snapped. The glass of the wind lamp shattered, and flames rose into the air.

Fire surrounded them.

Duan Feizhuo lit the lamp with his own flame, and now it began to burn uncontrollably. The canvases scattered on the ground were scorched and curled up, and the lords and ladies disappeared in the raging fire.

Duan Feizhuo also stared fixedly at Lie Yan, all sounds disappeared from his ears. The burning Perilla Manor turned into the burning Chester Clinic, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and men and women screamed and ran through the streets. Someone took his arm and dragged him out of the collapsing clinic.

— My dad is still inside!

—Give it up, boy, he's dead.

"Leo! Leopold Chester!"

A hand shook his shoulder violently. The voice came back. Duan Feizhuo blinked and shook the illusion out of his mind.

Whose memory is that! The memory of the real owner of this body, Leopold Chester? Before he came across, Leopold Chester, who had witnessed his clinic engulfed in flames and his father buried in flames?

It was Z who shook his shoulder. The white-haired night policeman picked him up, walked through the messy hallway, and jumped out of the broken doorway.

Those who escaped the mansion collapsed on the lawn, looking back in shock.

The dark sky was reflected red, sparks danced wildly with the wind, and flames spewed from every window.

The raging fire is like twisted human body, they are screaming, they are laughing, they are singing. All the shackles and cages fell apart at this moment and burned up.

There were shouts in the distance. It turned out that residents of nearby villages saw the fire and rushed to help. The man is carrying a stretcher, the woman is carrying a bucket, and the child is holding gauze made of strips of cloth. Duan Feizhuo also recognized the lady proprietress of the Clover Inn. She was holding a large wooden bucket with a wet cloth wrapped around her shoulders.

But as soon as they saw the fire, they knew that it would be difficult to put out such a violent fire by manpower alone. The only way was to wait for it to burn out on its own, or for God to open his eyes and send down a heavy rain to extinguish the raging fire.

Fortunately, the owner of the manor is safe and sound. Although Mrs. Edith was pale, she was still able to maintain her usual noble demeanor. Lord Perilla shivered while hugging his fiancée, Miss Melissa. Butler Hao Te sat on the ground with a meaningful smile on his face, as if he was celebrating something.

Everyone stood on the lawn of the manor, looking at the mansion surrounded by flames. Some wept softly, others prayed silently, and others beamed with joy at their escape.

"So, it's over." Madam Edith stared at the flames and said softly, "Just like thirty years ago, the fire burned everything up." She laughed at herself, "That's good, save paid a demolition fee."

"I'm afraid it's not over yet, ma'am." Duan Feizhuo stepped forward, he was exhausted, as if the flames had burned his inner being.

He staggered and almost fell. Z grabbed him and supported his body.

He shot Z a grateful smile. The white-haired policeman twitched his lips and said nothing.

Duan Feizhuo continued to say to Mrs. Edith, "Hot did not commit the crime alone. He also has an accomplice, or the mastermind behind it."

The old lady pressed her chest, forced herself to be calm, and stared at Duan Feizhuo, "Who is it? Is he here?"

Duan Feizhuo nodded, glanced at everyone, lingered on everyone's face for a moment, and finally landed on Lord Perilla.

"Me?" The Lord pointed at himself, "Are you crazy? I am the master here! Why should I hurt myself?!"

Duan Feizhuo shook his finger, "It's not you. It's the lady in your arms."

The lord looked at Miss Melissa, who was so cute and pitiful in his arms. "Huh? You said that Melissa and Hao Te are accomplices? It's ridiculous! Don't you know Melissa's identity?"

Duan Feizhuo snorted, "The undead didn't want to hurt you just now, my lord, but they wanted to catch Miss Melissa. Detective Sinya showed me a photo of Hote and a young man in an opium den I feel familiar with that young man, but I can’t remember where I saw it. Now that I see Miss Melissa, I finally remember it.”

As Duan Feizhuo said, Z took out his photo and handed it to Lord Perilla. The Lord trembled when he saw the picture.

"Miss Melissa is very similar to the young man in the photo. Miss, is he your brother? How could your brother work in a place like an opium den? Are you... really the princess?"

Miss Melissa's face instantly sank.

Just now she was like a weak flower, but now she was covered with thorns, and even Lord Perilla, who was deeply in love with her, could not help letting go of her and took a step back.

It was the first time the Lord had seen Melissa show such an expression. He suddenly realized that he had never known this woman before.

Xenophon suddenly burst into an earth-shattering laugh. Everyone cast dissatisfied looks at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xenophon laughed up and down, "Oh, boss, our newcomer is really amazing, he even guessed the truth completely. Scotland Yard will make a lot of money by recruiting him. It's gone!"

He turned to Lord and Lady Edith, "The two of us have come to the Precious Land. Apart from investigating Haut, we also have another more important and arduous task. This task concerns the honorable Duke of Merrihorne, he Secretly reported the case to Scotland Yard, claiming that recently, it seems that someone has pretended to be his daughter and swindled around, causing great damage to the Duke's reputation. So, may I ask the Lord for advice," he bowed slightly, with a sarcasm Laughing, "How did you and Miss Melissa meet?"

That was last year.

At that time, Albert Midlow had just inherited the title of Lord Perilla from his deceased father, and he was running around for the family business.

His family used to be a prominent local aristocrat, but in his father's generation, the family gradually fell into decline. People said that his father had no talent for running a business. Lord Perilla decided to change that. At least, he wants to let his family live a good life, so that they don't live in poverty like those poor nobles who can't keep up with the times.

He had just met a business partner in London that day, and when he was about to return to his mansion, he passed a poor neighborhood and came across an astonishing scene of a noble-dressed lady with a beautiful face being entangled by several hooligans.

The sight instantly brought out the chivalry in him. He drives away the hooligans and saves the lady. He wanted to **** the lost lady home, but the lady raised her head proudly, "I'm not going home! Please take me to the nearest poorhouse!"

This frightened Lord Perilla, and at the same time aroused his curiosity. This young lady speaks well and behaves elegantly. She must be the daughter of an upper-class family. Why does she want to go to a poorhouse?

Under his questioning, the young lady confessed that she was running away from home.

Her father forced her to marry an old man who was 40 years older than her and physically disabled, just to conclude a political alliance. She is a woman who has been influenced by the new era, how can she allow her parents to arrange her marriage? ? So she ran away from home resolutely, planning to learn from those independent new women and live on her own. She heard that the workhouse would arrange for helpless women to work, so she naively wanted to go to the workhouse.

The young lady's spirit touched the Lord, but her naive thoughts made him laugh. She evidently didn't know what a terrible place the workhouse was, and probably thought it was like a noble girls' school.

Facing such an innocent and innocent girl, the Lord's chivalry became more and more blazing. He secretly decided to be the lady's flower protector, so he sent her to his aunt's house for a temporary stay.

The lady called herself Melissa Menta, but insisted on refusing to say who her father was, and her surname was obviously made up. But the lord has his own way to investigate her life experience. When the Lord came to visit one day, he "accidentally" picked up the lady's family letter, and the address on the envelope turned out to be the residence of the dignified Duke of Merrihorne!

Miss Melissa blushed, and stammered that she was just the housekeeper's daughter, not the Duke's daughter. She begged the lord not to contact Merrihorn House, otherwise she would be taken back.

This is obviously another bad lie. How could the housekeeper's daughter have such an elegant demeanor? How can a housekeeper have the right to break into other nobles' homes and arrest people?

The lord immediately sent his butler Hot to the Merrihorn Mansion to inquire, and the butler reported that the Duke's youngest daughter was indeed betrothed to an old man, and the butler of the Merrihorn Mansion had no daughter at all.

The lord asked insincerely whether Melissa had anything to do with the Duke of Merrihorne several times, but she denied it all, and begged the lord not to tell the duke about her.

If she directly admits that she is the Duke's daughter and publicizes her identity everywhere, Lord Perilla may be suspicious. He has also heard of scammers who like to impersonate famous people to commit scams.

But Miss Melissa not only refused to admit that she was a princess, but also tried every means to distance herself from the relationship with the Duke of Merrihorne. Isn't this a three hundred taels of silver here?

Now Lord Perilla no longer suspected him, and decided that Miss Melissa was the wayward daughter of the Duke who had run away from home.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to rush into the Duke of Melihorn's mansion and question the Duke face to face if there was such a thing. A daughter's escape from marriage is a terrible scandal in aristocratic society. Is there any benefit in exposing the Duke's fault and fighting against him? Besides, once the Duke finds out where Melissa is temporarily staying, he will definitely come to ask for someone without saying a word.

Lord Perilla has fallen deeply in love with this maverick girl. Her beauty, grace and tenderness fascinated him.

Strange things often happened around Lord Perilla at that time, such as the roof collapsed for no reason and almost killed him, or the living room caught fire and almost burned him to death. Melissa comforted and encouraged the lord tenderly when she heard of these tragedies. He simply regarded this girl as an angel who came down to save the world.

He swore that he would marry Miss Melissa. This is not only for love, but also for the family business. At that time, not long after the old Lord passed away, the management of Perilla Manor encountered some troubles. If he can marry the majestic Duke of Merryhorne, the financial difficulties will be easily solved.

He formally expressed his love to Miss Melissa, took her back to his hometown, and introduced her to his mother, relatives and friends. Everyone thought their marriage was imminent. did not expect…

"Oh, what a classic deception." Xenophon shrugged, "Deliberately using ambiguous words to lead you to connect her with the Duke, but once you ask, she will act like 'Oops, I've been exposed' The way she looks makes you think that her denial is actually a lie. I have to say that this young lady's acting skills are really good, if she were to become an actress, she might have become famous a long time ago."

Lord Perilla looked at his lover in disbelief. "Melissa, tell me that's not true! You...you are the princess, right?"

Miss Melissa brushed his hand away indifferently, and smiled sarcasticly at Xenophon, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I never said that I am the daughter of the Duke of Merryhorne. If anyone mistakenly thinks that I am, that is totally They misunderstood."

Lord Perilla's body shook twice, if Xenophon hadn't supported him in time, he might have collapsed on the spot.

"No, Melissa..." he muttered.

"I neither claimed to be a princess, nor did I rely on the name of a princess to defraud money. Are you going to arrest someone who is not lying?" Miss Melissa raised the corners of her lips and smiled ironically.

Duan Feizhuo sneered, "Of course your real purpose is not to impersonate the princess and give Lord Perilla a fairy dance, but to use more secretive and advanced means to obtain greater benefits."

He lowered his head and glanced at the housekeeper Hao Te, his aura was completely languid, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"From the very beginning, you bribed Hote and were in collusion with him. The reason why the Lord met you at the beginning was because Hott deliberately drove the carriage to that block. Later, the Lord sent Hote to the Duke of Merrihorne's mansion to find out the news , He also sent false information on purpose. The purpose is to make the Lord believe that 'Miss Melissa' is the Duke's daughter."

Miss Melissa still maintained an indifferent expression like a marble sculpture, but her body's instinctive reaction betrayed her, making her tremble unconsciously.

"Mr. Haut accidentally discovered that there might be ether crystals hidden underground in Perilla Manor. In order to find out the truth, he started to dig and explore near the manor. But paper cannot contain fire. A year and a half ago, his secret The operation was exposed, and a boy from the village stumbled across the dig site. Mr. Haut murdered and dragged the boy's body into an oak forest for burial. The boy who disappeared was called Barney."

The flames are still burning. A roar erupted from the crowd of onlookers. A man with a big waist and a woman with disheveled hair rushed out and grabbed Hao Te from the ground.

"Is it true, Hao Te! You killed my son?!"

"My Barney, my poor Barney..."

The villagers who woke up from a dream hurriedly pulled Barney's parents away to prevent them from making any drastic actions. Hao Te shrank his neck, not daring to say a word. Barney's mother was wailing, and her husband was glaring at the butler as if he wanted to strangle his neck with his eyes.

"Of course, the old lord was still alive at that time. With his shrewdness, it is impossible not to discover your conspiracy. Fortunately, you are not lacking in patience. You hoped for the stars and the moon, and finally the day when the old lord passed away. The new Perilla Lord Albert Midlow was young and reckless, and far more deceitful than his father, so you targeted him and officially started the whole plan."

Duan Feizhuo stared at Miss Melissa intently and smiled provocatively at her.

"This plan is divided into three steps. The first step is to make Lord Perilla mistakenly think that Miss Melissa is the Duke's daughter, and get engaged to her. The second step is to play tricks in the Oak Manor, so that Lord Perilla is afraid of this place and can't wait to see her soon. Sell ​​this land as soon as possible. The third step is for Miss Melissa to come forward and persuade Lord Perilla to sell the land of the manor at a low price. Of course, the buyer is also an accomplice of Miss Melissa. As soon as the contract is signed, Miss Melissa Since she did not falsely claim to be the princess, everything was misunderstood by Lord Perilla, so the law cannot sanction her. This is her whole plan."

Lord Perilla whimpered, "Then the few times I have been killed, are they not the work of ghosts?"

"Of course not. Perilla Manor was rebuilt 30 years ago. All the materials were purchased from other places. There are no ghosts. The first time you encountered three disasters was that you were almost burned to death in the living room. I I think Hote did something wrong. The second time I was almost drowned in the bathtub, of course it was also Hott's fault. The third time the roof collapsed, of course it was also Hott's masterpiece.

"After the roof collapsed that time, the old lady ordered repairs, but the materials had to be purchased from other places. The greedy Hao Te directly robbed the oak forest, and all the saved funds were embezzled by him. But he did not expect that the wood from the oak forest There are undead lodged on it.

The leftovers from that renovation were picked up by the owner of the Clover Hotel and made into a chair. As a result, the ghost of a certain generation of lady was brought back to the hotel.

"No wonder Melissa introduced her 'uncle' intimately as soon as we talked about selling the manor." The old lady Edith said sarcastically.

Lord Perilla kept shaking his head, still unable to accept the fact.

"But...if Melissa's goal is really to buy land at a low price, then why did she stop the demolition of the mansion? You know, selling the house together with the land will be much more expensive!"

"It's very simple." Duan Feizhuo shrugged, "She was afraid that someone would accidentally discover underground mines during the demolition of the mansion."

Miss Melissa clenched her fingers tightly and her lips were almost drawn into a line.

"It's nonsense." She said firmly, "The lord said he wanted to sell the manor, so I introduced my relatives. We sincerely do business with the lord. As for the price, we are still negotiating. There is no deception. As for the ether Crystallization, I don’t know anything about it.”

Duan Feizhuo walked up to her and stared at her wordlessly. Miss Melissa bravely met Duan Feizhuo's gaze, as if she wanted to prove with her actions that she was not guilty of a crime.

The rich opal collar around her neck gleamed in the firelight. That's not the light emitted by secret art items, it's just ordinary reflection. But Duan Feizhuo discovered something unusual.

"Can you take this collar off?"

Miss Melissa showed a distressed look. "Why should I listen to you?"

"This question may be a little impolite, but," Duan Feizhuo tilted his head and said in a daze, "Are you really a woman?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone gasped in unison. Dozens of pairs of eyes stared straight at the beautiful young girl.

Lord Perilla's whole body seemed to be frozen. If someone knocked on him, he might turn into pieces of shattered ice.

The old lady had a ghostly expression on her face, even when she faced a real ghost, her expression was not so wonderful.

Meanwhile, Miss Melissa, who was in the center of the storm, had an indifferent expression, her lips almost curled into a blade.

"Melissa...this...isn't true..." the Lord's voice was crying, "tell me it's not true..."

Miss Melissa didn't look at him, she just stared at the burning mansion, her slender hands slowly moved to her neck, and she removed the opal collar, revealing the...Adam's apple underneath.

"Ah! my lord! my lord has fainted!"

Miss Melissa, should not say "Mr. Melissa", asked coldly, "How do you know my identity?"

When he spoke, his voice was an out-and-out male voice.

The people around gasped in unison again.

Duan Feizhuo shrugged, "I just think there is something wrong with this collar."

Z stepped forward, took off a string of handcuffs from his belt, and buckled them around Melissa's wrists.

"You have been arrested on suspicion of fraud and murder, Melissa 'Miss'." Z mockingly emphasized the pronunciation of the word "Miss".

Melissa smiled self-deprecatingly. "I'm having bad luck, aren't I?"

"No, Miss." Duan Feizhuo said, "It's not because of your bad luck that your evil deeds were exposed, but because of the clear laws of heaven."

Xenophon also took off his handcuffs, and detained the butler Hote. Everyone just remembered that there is such a person. Because of the shock of what had just happened, Haut was almost forgotten.

The old butler was dejected and completely lost the arrogance and conceit of a noble butler. It was in stark contrast to Melissa who was still cold, arrogant and glamorous even though she was in chains beside him.

Barney's parents rushed up again, punching and kicking Hot. Other villagers, as if awakened from a dream, also spat at the drug addict who made people lose their minds and killed young children. Compared with the distant and unfamiliar mastermind behind the scenes, their hatred for the familiar butler of the manor is stronger.

"Kill for life, Hao Te! A life for a life!"

"My poor boy...my Barney..."

Hot is about to be strangled by Barney's parents. His face turned crimson, and he looked to the two night guards for help.

Z stepped forward and forcefully pushed the heartbroken couple away.

"Don't stop me! I'm not afraid of you even if you're a policeman! I'll kill this **** even if I go to jail!"

Barney's father punched Z's face with his eyes wide open. Z only raised one hand slightly, and then easily blocked his fist.

The big and round farmer stared round his eyes, completely wondering how this white-haired police detective had such great strength.

"I just pretended I didn't hear what I said just now." Z said coldly, "But let's not make an example."

After speaking, he waved Barney's father's hand away.

"I have something for you." Xenophon untied the mud-stained white package from his back.

"I dug it out of the oak wood. Take him back and bury him."

Barney's parents stared blankly at the opened white package. A small skeleton was wrapped in the scattered white cloth.

For a while, no one spoke.

After an unknown amount of time, Barney's mother finally spoke out. She let out a long and tragic howl, and threw herself on the white cloth.

That's where the real dust settles. Duan Feizhuo looked at the couple who were in pain and thought to themselves.

The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and Duan Feizhuo's eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell forward.

He lost consciousness before his head hit the ground.

The "Perilla Manor Incident", which caused a sensation throughout the country, came to an end here.

The fire destroyed Lord Perilla's mansion. The once-prominent Perilla Manor now has only a charred skeleton, and the dark secrets of the lords of the past have also been reduced to ashes.

"However, according to reliable sources, a large amount of ether crystal deposits have been found underground in Perilla Manor. Lord Perilla intends to build a mining farm, and many banks and investors have expressed strong interest in it."

Duan Feizhuo put down the newspaper and looked at Yeats and Al surrounded by the hospital bed.

"There's good news at last, isn't it?"

After Duan Feizhuo passed out, he was immediately sent to the clinic in the town. After some diagnosis, the doctor judged that he was overworked and stimulated too much. He advised Duan Feizhu to stay in bed. Duan Feizhuo stayed in the clinic for a few days.

Yeats and Al would visit him every day, bringing him the latest paper for the day. The Perilla manor incident has spread like wildfire, and has become a hot topic in major newspapers for several days.

However, these newspapers all reported that the manor fire was an accident, and did not mention the names of Hot and "Mr. Melissa". I don't know if the reporters didn't dig up this explosive news, or the truth was suppressed.

They had salvaged the lantern from the ruins of Perilla Manor, and although it still lit, it was evidently unsalable.

"I'm so sorry, Al, I kept this lamp for your mother, but I broke it." Duan Feizhuo said depressedly.

"It's okay, master." Al said cheerfully, "Anyway, my mother planned to give it to you."

Yeats said, "Mr. Chester, it may be better not to use this lamp in the future. The fuel of this lamp is the flame in a person's heart. The reason why you faint is because you have consumed too much energy. If you don't stop in time, you will die." It could even be life-threatening.”

Duan Feizhuo immediately swore that he would never use it again. He carefully put the wind lamp into the secret trading house and placed it in the display cabinet closest to the ceiling.

But the sword in the stone was not taken back by them.

"After you passed out, the night police picked up the sword." Al said, "They thought that the sword might have some special ability, but they haven't returned it yet."

Duan Feizhuo felt uneasy. Xenophon saw the Sword in the Stone when he first visited his house, and Duan Feizhuo lied that it was an antique sword left by his uncle. Will they discover that The Sword in the Stone is a magic sword that talks? How was he going to explain that he carried a magic sword with him? What if the sword in the stone reveals his identity?

The fourth day after being hospitalized coincided with May Day, Yeats and Al went to celebrate the festival happily, but Duan Feizhuo could only stay in the ward depressed.

He listened to the faint sound of music floating outside the window. The villagers will hold various celebrations on May Day, party all night long, sing and dance, and drink fine wine. The children wore garlands and went hand in hand to fold branches on the mountain. The most beautiful girl in the village will be selected as the Queen of the May Day, representing the goddess of the forest and bestowing a good harvest.

Duan Feizhuo lay on the windowsill and sighed.

Suddenly, a face that was too handsome to be human appeared in the field of vision.

Duan Feizhuo screamed and fell off the window sill.

"Are you okay?" Z asked with his head down.

The warm fumigated wind tousled his silver hair, and he brushed his messy bangs away impatiently.

Duan Feizhuo helped himself to the window sill and got up, "Why are you here? I thought you and Xenophon had already returned to London."

"We booked train tickets for the afternoon." Z said, "How is your health?"

"I think I have recovered, but the doctor said that I will be discharged tomorrow. But today is May Day..."

To be honest, he really wanted to see May Day.

Duan Feizhuo looked at Z, with a sly gleam in his eyes, "If I sneak out and don't tell the doctor, you will keep it a secret for me, right?"

Z said "Don't even think about it."

Duan Feizhuo pouted.

Z asked, "Why did you hold a sword when you came out of Perilla Manor?"

Duan Feizhuo choked. He thought for a long time, and said, "That... that is my uncle's relic. I originally wanted to sell it... that... to Lord Perilla."

Z said, "That sword may have secret magic, I must take it back to Scotland Yard for testing."

Duan Feizhuo hurriedly said, "But it's mine!"

"Night guards can confiscate things related to secret arts at any time."

What overlord clause! Never heard of it! Duan Fei is clumsy.

He can only pray that the sword in the stone will pass the inspection of Scotland Yard safely, otherwise... the number one sword in British mythology may be turned into a pile of scrap iron.

Z asked "When are you going back to London?"

Duan Feizhuo said weakly, "It depends on what Mr. Yeats wants."

Duan Feizhuo immediately changed the subject, "By the way, I haven't thanked you yet."

"What?" Z was taken aback.

"When I passed out in the oak forest, I heard that you broke into the forest and rescued me in disregard of the lord's ban." Duan Feizhuo paused, and suddenly felt something burning on his face, "I I haven't thanked you yet."

The anger on Z suddenly dissipated. He returned to his usual indifferent and distant attitude, and said flatly, "That's nothing."

His ruby-like eyes turned aside, fixedly looking at the bed in the corner of the ward. Duan Feizhuo didn't understand what's so good about the bed.

A group of children walked past the hospital holding hands, each wearing a wreath and waving branches. Shouting and laughing, they rushed past Z, leaving behind a faint scent of flowers.

Duan Feizhuo longingly sniffed the breath of spring. "Seriously, Z, I'll just sneak out to play for a while, so just pretend you didn't see it."

"No." Z was stern, "Lie back on your bed."

Duan Feizhuo suspected that if he didn't obey, Z would break through the window and enter the room to force him back, so he had to obediently lie back on the bed, picked up the newspaper that he had read countless times, pretended that he hadn't read it, and tried again. Read it all over again.

The silver-white figure in front of the window disappeared. Duan Feizhuo sighed lightly.

He read the newspaper once, and was so bored that when he started to do the crossword puzzle on the newspaper, the familiar figure appeared in front of the window again.

Duan Feizhuo narrowed his eyes, "Z, why are you back?"

Z waved at him and told him to come over.

Duan Feizhuo put down the newspaper, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and walked to the window.

Z made another gesture to make him bow his head.

Duan Feizhuo didn't know, so he had to follow suit.

He lowered his head and stared at the dust on the windowsill.

Then, something fell on top of his head.

He touched his head and found that it was a wreath.

"thanks!"

He raised his head in surprise, only to find that Z had disappeared without a sound.

The wreath was so poorly woven that it was not so much a wreath as "a twisted tangle of blades of grass with a few dying flowers forced in between". But Duan Feizhuo felt that this was probably the best gift he had ever received.

He is the owner of the secret trading house, and his trading house stores the rarest and most exotic treasures in the world. But even if they add up, they are far inferior to this garland.