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"After I go down, help me pull the rope up."
Reaching the cliff edge, he lowered the rope and slid down the cliff.
Once her senior brother had descended the cliff, Song Lingyue pulled the rope back up and then descended the stone steps from the front of the mountain, entering the inn from the back courtyard. Fu Hai, after circling around, entered the lobby from the front of the inn, facing the rising sun.
Then I saw my junior sister, Xia Yuelan, sitting at the octagonal table near the counter, facing the door, her hands folded, her head open. She was still sleepy, occasionally peeking out.
Upon seeing him, she jumped up suddenly: "Senior brother! Why did you go away all night again? You worried me to death." In the main hall, there were also a few people from the Six Doors and martial arts circles in the county town.
Song Lingyue walked out calmly and said lightly, "Shi Ke, you're back! You've been waiting here all night?" Fu Hai looked at his junior sister.
"Well, it's alright!" Xia Yuelan raised her hand and brushed the messy strands of hair behind her ear. "I've just been sitting here, I haven't gone up the mountain, so I'm not tired."
Hai reached out and scratched her head.
Xia Yuelan raised her hand and quickly pretended to slap his hand away, but she only lightly touched the back of her senior brother's hand.
She blushed slightly... As soon as she saw her senior brother reach out to her, she assumed he was going to touch her chest. There were other people around!
"Senior brother, are you hungry?" Xia Yuelan asked. "I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat."
Sister Qiu Ying stood up from behind the counter: "I'll take care of it. The boss just got back, and Miss Yue Lan didn't sleep all night either. You guys go wash up first, and I'll call you when I'm done."
Bo Hai asked, "Hasn't Miss Die and the others returned yet?"
Qiu Ying glanced at him: "When it was almost dawn, Miss Murong came back in a hurry, mounted her horse, and rode away with several people from the Six Doors, as if something urgent had happened."
Fu Hai made a mistake.
Quickly open Murong Die's spy "window" to take a look.
The scene in the window was constantly "receding," showing that Murong Die was indeed traveling at a rapid pace.
Fu Hai already knew that Murong Die and the others would return empty-handed after searching for the "White Bone Demoness." Furthermore, last night, while treating the young heroine, he watched as his junior sister Lingyue's "sword intent" continuously improved.
Naturally, he didn't pay attention to Murong Die's side. Occasionally, he would open the spy window and take a look, and he found that she was indeed in the mountains and forests.
Now, all we know is that something new must have happened on that side. But we don't know what she's doing.
At this moment, what could be more important to Butterfly Girl and her companions than finding the "White Bone Demoness"? Fortunately, a new notification bar quickly appeared in the "Spy Window".
"Mu Rongdie and her companions are on their way, worried about the safety of the old constable Zhao Jie." "Mu Rongdie and her companions are on their way, worried about the safety of the old constable Zhao Jie." "Mu Rongdie and her companions are on their way, worried about the safety of the old constable Zhao Jie." Old Constable Zhao? Fu Hai tilted his head, seemingly lost in thought.
From the previous clues, he knew that the old constable Zhao was investigating the murder of the night watchman. Constable Zhao was already suspecting that Ye Liuxiang wasn't the real killer in the Ganhu serial murder case.
But now, the night watchman has been robbed and murdered, leaving no way to prove his innocence. Fu Hai wasn't sure how far the old constable had progressed in his investigation.
Should we track down the murderer who killed the night watchman, or simply abandon this lead and go directly to investigate the Ganhu serial murder case?
Then it occurred to me that there were several dead bodies on the street at night. Because of the watchman's initial testimony, everyone believed that those dead bodies were killed by the "Hundred Bone Demoness".
Since the old constable has begun to suspect the night watchman, then who exactly threw those dry goods over there might be a clue.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Xia Yuelan raised her hand and waved it in front of him. "Nothing, I was just a little distracted." Fu Hai went to the backyard to wash his face. Not long after, Sister Qiu Ying prepared breakfast for them.
With nothing much going on in the lobby, the four of them gathered in the backyard for a meal.
"Yue Lan, Sister Qiu Ying!" Fu Hai looked at Xia Yue Lan and Qiu Ying and said, "Come with me to the back mountain later, I have something to tell you." You Ying said, "Then the inn..."
Song Lingyue said, "I'll keep an eye on the inn for now."
Qiu Ying glanced at the master and Miss Lingyue, but said nothing.
Xia Yuelan's eyes widened, her face full of curiosity: "Senior brother, what do you want to tell us?"
Fu Hai said, "We'll talk about it after we get up the mountain." He continued looking at the "spy" window.
Butterfly Girl and the Six Doors constables have encountered a group of assassins and are currently engaged in battle. — "Murong Die has repelled one assassin."
"Murong Die rushed into the forest, used the Flying Star Steps to dodge the assassins one after another, and was not restrained."
"Murong Die saw that the old constable Zhao Jie was covered in wounds and was fighting to the death with two assassins who had caught up with him. He was about to die."
"Mu Rongdie used the Butterfly Through Flowers technique from the Chaotic Butterfly Flying Red Blade Technique, employing the Willow Leaf Flying Knife skill to precisely strike one of the assassins."
"Murong Die has successfully arrived and rescued the old constable Zhao Jie." "The other constables have arrived and are protecting the old constable Zhao Jie."
Chapter 43 Junior Sister, You Need to Prepare Yourself Mentally
Murong Die held the willow-leaf knife that had been plunged into the neck of an assassin earlier.
The blood from the passive pulse of the scalpel stained the entire blade red, dripping down the edge and onto the grass.
Sunlight filtering through the leaves of the old woman's tree shone on the blood droplets rolling among the blades of grass, making them appear like bright red glass, radiating a pale red glow. Ahead of her, a masked assassin dressed in black stood watching as Old Constable Zhao was now being protected.
The assassin leader, looking at Murong Die dressed in a flowing pink fairy dress with arrow-sleeved sleeves, gritted his teeth and said, "Murong Die! This matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you to mind your own business."
With a flick of her willow-leaf scalpel, Murong Die's stained blade flashed crimson against the beams of sunlight.
"Oh, threatening me?" she sneered. "You cowardly coward, if you've got the guts, let me see your true colors and see if you're even qualified." The masked assassin leader's eyes blazed with fury.
He finally snorted and hurriedly left with the last two assassins beside him.
Seeing that the last three assassins were already far away, Murong Die turned around and asked, "Old Zhao, how are you?" Old Zhao, the constable, plopped down on the grass. "I'm fine, I'm fine... I don't look like I'll die."
"For a moment, I thought I would never see my wife and grandchildren again."
The other constables nearby saw that he was covered in blood and didn't look like he was alright at all, so they quickly checked his wounds.
Despite the numerous wounds, the old ginger was indeed spicier, and it avoided all fatal injuries.
Clearly, during his escape, he sometimes preferred to take a hit rather than stop to parry, resulting in numerous wounds all over his body, though none of them were fatal. "After this trip, I'll stay obediently in the yamen from now on."
Old Constable Zhao, panting, said, "I'm never going out on official business again. I won't come out no matter who asks for me."
The constable next to him laughed and said, "You can't say that. As the saying goes, those who survive a great calamity are bound to have good fortune. From now on, you, Elder Zhao, will be blessed with great fortune. We'll entrust you with all the more difficult cases, and we guarantee you'll be able to solve them."
Old Constable Zhao said, "I'm done with this job."
Murong Die asked, "Old Zhao, what exactly happened? Who were those guys from?"
"Damn it, it's all the Flying Flood Gang!" Old Constable Zhao looked up. "They're the ones who bribed the night watchmen, and they're the ones who dumped the mummified corpses on the street to make us mistakenly believe they were related to the White Bone Demoness."
Murong Die straightened her brows: "The Flying Flood Gang is, in the end, just a shipping company. Where did they get this group of assassins?"
Old Constable Zhao sneered: "What they're doing isn't just ordinary canal transport! First, get this old man to a safe place, then call more people over."
"Their advisor, Su Bocheng, confessed to everything, and now I've broken his legs and thrown him into a well. Those guys only found me because they couldn't find their advisor, and that's why they're chasing after me."
"By the way, their young leader was also killed by that Hundred Bone Demoness. But there are still some things I haven't figured out yet."
He looked up and sighed, "This case is probably not simple. The Flying Flood Gang is likely just working for other forces."
Fu Guan closed the "undercover" window.
All I can say is that a senior is a senior.
While everyone was being framed and tricked by the Flying Flood Gang.
Because of the sword that Ye Liuxiang didn't use to kill, this old constable pursued the matter relentlessly until he uncovered the truth. Don't think this was an easy task.
Fu Hai knew from the beginning that it was related to the Fei Hong Gang.
That night, the spy window had already alerted the watchman that something was wrong, and that the Flying Flood Gang assassins had emerged from among the martial arts heroes. But he had no evidence and no way to hand over the spy window to them.
Of course, even if he could show it to others, he wouldn't dare.
If Lady Murong knew that he was "monitoring" her even when she was taking a bath or using the toilet... he didn't know if she would get angry, given their current relationship.
But he absolutely did not want to try it.
"Senior brother, what exactly do you want to tell us?" Xia Yuelan asked impatiently on the way up the mountain.
Not only her senior brother, but even her senior sister Lingyue was acting mysteriously, making her feel that something big was about to happen.
"Don't ask yet!" Fu Hai said. "You'll know when we get to the back mountain. It's just... just... cough cough, you might need to prepare yourself mentally."
"Coco...maybe we need to prepare ourselves mentally? Senior brother, what's wrong? You're so nervous you can't even speak properly." "No, I just coughed twice."
Seeing that she couldn't get the information out of him, Xia Yuelan turned to Qiu Ying beside her and asked, "Sister Qiu Ying, do you know what happened? Why did you go all the way to the back mountain to tell me?" Qiu Ying was wearing a light gray coarse skirt today, and she remained calm as she said, "If you don't know, Miss Yuelan, how would I know?"
Xia Yuelan raised her head, tapping her cheek with her finger: "Could it be that our Dragon Claw Sect has found some powerful martial arts again?" Qiu Ying said, "Do we need to go to the back mountain to discuss such matters?"
Xia Yuelan said, "Did they unearth a treasure that was secretly buried by the senior experts of the Dragon Claw Sect in the past?"
You Ying said, "Then why are you so nervous, Master? You can't even speak properly." Fu Hai said, "I already said, I just coughed twice." They were a little helpless.
Upon reaching the top of the mountain, Xia Yuelan called out as she passed the pavilion, "Wait a minute, I'm going to comb my hair." She then ran into the pavilion.
Fu Hai called out, "Hurry up. This girl is getting more and more particular these days."
He looked at Sister Qiu Ying, who was also looking at him in the increasingly intense sunlight.
Fu Hai said in a low voice, "Sister Qiu Ying, if I told you that I secretly brought other girls up the mountain, would you be angry?"
Sister Qiu Ying glanced at him and said indifferently, "I was just taken in by the employer. The employer can decide this matter himself. There is no need to ask me."
Fu Hai quickly said, "That won't do! Sister Qiu Ying, you've long been part of our family. This kind of thing needs your consent no matter what." Sister Qiu Ying didn't say anything, she just smiled slightly.
[Favorability +10086! Emotional value +100, feeling happy!] She turned around and looked at the pavilion where Yue Lan lived, and said softly, "It's fine for the master to decide on such matters. I will listen to the master." She paused and said in a low voice, "Don't frighten Miss Yue Lan."
This made Fu Hai realize that Sister Qiu Ying was indeed very knowledgeable and had already guessed what had happened. Inside the pavilion, Xia Yuelan combed her hair, re-tied it, and changed her outer garment.
Looking up at the ceiling, I felt increasingly that my senior brother's behavior earlier was strange. Why didn't he just say so?
Why did he insist on calling me to the back mountain? What does he want to show me?
That's not right. He wasn't in the mountains all night last night. And what about her senior sister? Does she know something too? As she left the pavilion, she saw a drinking bowl on the table on the first floor...
Chapter 44 I initially thought she was a fox spirit, but who knew she was actually…
When Junior Sister Yuelan came out.
Fu Hai saw that she had changed into a bright red dress and styled her hair in a simple yet beautiful lily bun. Although she was filled with curiosity, she still had to run back to get dressed up.
This girl is definitely becoming more and more vain! They went to the back mountain together.
Although it's called the back mountain, it should actually be considered the back peak. Little Diancang Mountain has two peaks, with a concave shape between them. The two peaks are about the same height. The courtyard and pavilions where Fu Hai and his two fellow disciples usually live are only on the mountainside of the front peak. The stone house is located on the back peak, and the surrounding peaks are low.
“Ah, this is where we caught toads last time.” Xia Yuelan touched the stone table.