Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 616 Mistake upon Mistake

"Sister Song, do I need to come for acupuncture again tomorrow?"

"It depends. If you feel that your condition has improved significantly, you don't need to come. However, you must take your medicine on time."

"Okay, then we'll head back."

"Aren't you going to go and take a look at the forest farm?"

I thought about it for a moment and shook my head: "Forget it, I don't want to disturb their wonderful time together."

Dr. Song pulled me aside and asked, "Are you leaving soon?"

I nodded: "Things here are basically settled now, we can't stay here forever."

Will you go back to Chun'an in the future?

"Not necessarily, I should... I should come back. I'll come back whenever I miss you sisters."

"You silly boy."

Dr. Song glanced back at Xiao Xuan.

Without noticing, I noticed wrinkles on her neck, which she hadn't had before. The sisters had always maintained their skin to look like they were around thirty years old.

"That girl's eyes are only for you, she loves you from the bottom of her heart, what do you mean to her?"

"I like her, too."

What kind of preference do you have?

"It's...just the normal kind of liking."

"Sister Song, based on my understanding of you, you've always taken this kind of thing very lightly. You even said before that all men are the same and none of them are trustworthy."

She fell into a brief silence.

"Is anyone there? I need to buy medicine!" someone suddenly shouted from the entrance of the small clinic.

"Someone's here! Coming right now!"

"Xiao Xiangzi, liking and loving are two different things. You feel that some things are easy to get now, so you don't care much about them. I've been through your age too. Let me give you some advice: if you don't cherish things now, you will definitely regret it in the future."

"Think carefully about what I said. If you have time to come back to Chun'an in the future, come and visit me."

.....

To better recover, we disembarked from the ship and checked into a hotel. The treatment was effective, and I felt better in the afternoon; the symptoms of feeling both cold and hot were significantly reduced.

"Drink it quickly, it's not hot anymore."

Xiaoxuan blew on the spoon twice and handed it over.

I opened my mouth and took a sip of the medicine.

Looking at Xiaoxuan's somewhat haggard face, I recalled what Dr. Song had said to me alone that afternoon.

"Xiaoxuan, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

As Xiaoxuan spoke, she handed over the spoon again.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like crying. From childhood to adulthood, no one but my grandmother has ever treated me like this, feeding me bite by bite while lying in bed.

Before following the foreman, she was a true heiress from a wealthy family. I guess she had never fed anyone like this before. We were like two novices, exploring an unfamiliar feeling together.

After feeding me, Xiaoxuan helped me put down the pillow and said, "After you finish your medicine, get a good night's sleep. Don't think about anything, or you'll have nightmares again. You'll feel better when you wake up. Don't say anything like 'I'm sorry,' it makes me uncomfortable. I know you, that's not like you. Actually, after following the boss for so long, I've learned how to set things up."

"What kind of schemes will you set up?" I asked.

"Hmm... I've already set up the scheme, but I haven't decided on a name yet. I'll let you know when I come up with a suitable name."

"I'm right next door, call me if you need anything."

Xiaoxuan smiled at me, closed the door, and left.

I lay in bed unable to sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, various images flashed through my mind: Zukengyuan, Mao Xigua, Jiang Zhaoxue, the lacquer crown that concealed the secret of the Lacquer Cloth Sutra, and the six corpses burning in the raging fire.

Suddenly, I thought of Xiaoyang.

The hotel where Xiaoyang is staying seems to be only about two kilometers away from where I am. I haven't been in touch with him lately because I've been dealing with the Jiang family. I wonder how he is doing now.

I tried calling Xiaoyang, but couldn't get through. I checked QQ and saw that his profile picture was gray, indicating that he hadn't been online for several days.

Worried that something might have happened to him, I decided to go and check on him.

...

Half an hour later.

Room 333 of the guesthouse was locked, and no one answered no matter how much I knocked, so I hurriedly went to ask the front desk.

"What did you say?! I haven't seen him for days? Has he checked out yet?"

"You haven't checked out yet, have you? Let me take a look."

Stop looking! Give me the spare key right now!

"Who are you to him? This won't do. The guest may have gone out on business temporarily. I just checked, and the room fee is paid until the end of the month, and there are still more than 20 days left before it expires."

"I'm his friend! Give me the keys right now!"

Because of my emotional state, I started coughing repeatedly.

After getting the room key, I went straight to the third floor. The receptionist was either worried that something might happen to me in the room or that I might steal something, so the other person hurriedly followed me up.

Insert the key and open the door.

Enter the room and turn on the lights.

The room was very clean; the blankets were folded into squares, the cooking utensils were neatly arranged, and even the small table was polished to a shine, as if no one had lived there for several days.

When I saw that the cat cage was also gone, my heart sank.

Looking around the room again, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a "woman's thin cigarette" tucked into a crack in the wall above the small dining table.

I turned around and said, "It's nothing, you can go out now."

After dismissing the waitress, I took the cigarette away.

Inserting cigarette smoke into a crack in the wall is a coded signal.

In the past, people in the martial arts world would say "dry tobacco pipe," which meant "important matters." Xiao Yang is now using cigarettes instead of a dry tobacco pipe.

The cigarette holder is facing inwards, pointing towards the bed, which means "the cigarette holder is facing the bed, and grain is hidden under the bed."

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I looked under the bed, but there was nothing there. However, the neatly folded blankets caught my eye.

The quilt in front of me is folded into three layers, which is called a "triple quilt," meaning that something is hidden inside.

I spread out the blanket, felt around in it, and then used a knife to cut it open to find a folded letter—a very long letter.

These underworld slang and codes were all taught to Xiaoyang before, including how to use special characters to represent amounts of money.

The following is the content of the letter.

"Brother Feng, by the time you see this letter, I should have already left. I dare not tell you because I'm afraid you won't agree, I'm afraid Sister Xiaoxuan will be angry with me, I'm afraid Sister Xiaoxuan will hit me. Please help me apologize to Sister Xiaoxuan. I took Xiao Hei away. Mr. Ghost said that Xiao Hei's true owner is me."

“I left with Mr. Ghost. He said I didn’t belong in your line of work. He said he would take me to a place and teach me the real skills of the Ghost Sect. I’ve spent all the money my uncle left me, but the person who took the money didn’t do what he promised. There are still three murderers alive and well. Mr. Ghost said that once I learn the skills, I can take revenge.”

“Brother Feng, my nickname of ‘Jade-Faced Judge’ from the Northern School is about to die before I can even use it. I’ve remembered everything you taught me. You are my master, now and in the future. I have so much to say to you, but this piece of paper seems too big to fit. I’m also afraid you’ll find me long-winded, so I don’t know what to say right now. I believe... we will meet again someday.”

“Brother Feng, I did something for you before I left. Even our boss doesn’t know about it. Only heaven, earth, you, and I know. Although you didn’t tell me the truth at the time, I guessed what was going on when you brought Sister Zhang Meng and her daughter over. So I secretly investigated the cause of Sister Zhang Meng’s father’s death. Brother Feng, you don’t need to feel guilty. I would have done the same if I were in your shoes. People like us, once we become soft-hearted, we will only end up hurting ourselves.”

“Sister Zhang Meng is very good to me. I’m not a man anymore, but she didn’t laugh at me or look down on me. This is the only way out. If we don’t do this, she will definitely stab you in the back once she finds out the truth. I have a strong feeling that when that happens, that knife will take your life.”

The letter is finished on the front, but there's more to write on the back.

I quickly flipped it over to look, and by then my hands were already trembling.

"So, Brother Feng, didn't I tell you last time that Sister Zhang Meng took her mother to the hospital in Hangzhou? Actually, they didn't go anywhere. They've been with me the whole time. They have a key hidden in their pillow; it's for room 412 upstairs."

"Take care of yourself, Feng. See you in the future."

—Respectfully left by Liu Junyang of Jingmen.