Suddenly, a message came to the backyard of Qingyue Pavilion that the head of the family and Miss Xia might have to return to the city overnight, so they should be prepared.
The servants boiled hot water and sent it to Guangzhiyuan and the neighboring Lingxiangyuan.
When we arrived at the entrance of Lingxiang Garden, we heard the sound of fighting coming from inside.
Zili chased a stooped man all the way out of the house.
The servants screamed, some pulled out their poles, some scooped a ladle of hot water into their hands, some turned around and ran away, immediately calling for help.
Zhili gritted his teeth and was sweating profusely.
Because of the serious injury to his back, he could not fully display his footwork, and his arm strength was also hindered. What was even worse was that although the opponent had a stooped body, his skills were not weak at all, and he also had a knife in his hand.
Suddenly, the opponent turned around and rushed towards the servants.
It's not good to stray from the secret path, so chase after it.
The servants shouted and dispersed.
In the chaos, the man escaped.
Zhili gasped and stopped, paused, and turned around to see if anyone else was injured.
Dai Yu brought people over immediately. Two of the servants were injured. Fortunately, the wounds were not deep, and Zhanli had briefly treated them.
The entire bedroom was in a mess, especially around the bed, where the cotton in the pillows was torn all over the floor.
Zhili stood five steps away from the bed, looking down at the knife marks on the bed, his delicate face full of solemnity.
"Zili." Dai Yu came over and said.
"Brother Dai," Zhili turned around and looked at him, "Is Qingyue Pavilion an impregnable wall?"
"I dare not speak so fully, but it is indeed difficult to get in and out. Don't worry, that person will not escape easily!"
"It's difficult to get in and out..." Zhili said in a low voice, his eyebrows becoming more serious, "Yes, that is to say, if there is any problem, it will be internal, because it is difficult for outsiders to get in."
Dai Yu looked guilty: "Miss Ah Li once said that we should pay attention to the servants in the backyard, but the house has been very busy these days, and no one looks like a bad guy."
"That's the problem." Zhili walked slowly with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the small box under the window sill.
"I understand!" Zhili said.
Since they were all from the mansion or doing odd jobs in the backyard, how could they possibly get the wrong rooms for him and the little senior sister?
The two rooms are said to be next door to each other, but in fact they are two wing rooms perpendicular to each other. The doors both face south. His window faces the door of the little senior sister's room. There is a foot-wide bluestone brick passage between the two rooms.
Unmistakable.
So why is the small box for the little senior sister in the room where he wants to sleep?
Before that, he didn't even know he wanted to sleep here, and it must not have been for him.
Recalling that when I found this small box, it looked like someone had thrown it under the table. Therefore, it was most likely that someone had stolen this box from the junior sister's room and then thrown it here.
As a result, the man didn't expect that he would sleep in this room, so he came to pick it up at night.
In this way, there are two more possibilities.
First, someone else put this box in the little senior sister's room, and was discovered by this hunchbacked man tonight. He stole it and threw it next door, and then came to pick it up.
Second, this box was brought by the little senior sister and placed in the room.
No matter what the possibility is, it's terrible.
Because it is impossible for the young senior sister to bring such a disgusting thing to Qingyue Pavilion from outside, she must have got it in Qingyue Pavilion.
So whether someone put it in her room or she found it somewhere else, there were two groups of people hiding in Qingyue Pavilion, and both of them were harmful to the young senior sister.
Now it can be determined that one of the people is Feng Qingang, the man who killed a thousand swords.
So who is the other way?
Are they "those people" that the senior sister mentioned, or is there someone else?
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It was not until Yinshi that the two carriages stopped in front of Qingyue Pavilion.
Dai Yu, who was waiting at the door, walked over quickly and was about to say something. Ye Zheng, who was sitting next to the coachman, shouted "hiss" at him.
The curtains were lifted silently, and Dai Yu and others looked toward the carriage. Under the dim light of the wind, Shen Lie gently hugged the girl's slender body and stepped out of the carriage.
The girl slept deeply, completely trapped in his broad arms, unable to move.
After coming down, Shen Lie held the girl and turned sideways to look at the carriage behind.
Dai Yu and others also looked.
A tall bald man was taken out of the car.
The bald man's feet were shackled with iron shackles, and his hands were also tied, but he had a silly smile on his face, his eyes were shining, and he was looking around curiously.
"Master, who is this person..." Dai Yu asked.
"I don't know his specific identity yet, but you guys should take good care of him. He loses his mind and will suddenly hit people, so he is locked up for the time being." Shen Lie said.
If he brought it back like this without knowing his specific identity, he should know his general identity.
Dai Yu walked towards him. He was frighteningly white and had a big bald head, which was shiny.
But if you look closely at his appearance, you can see that his bones are quite good. If he had a little more meat and was younger, he would be considered a better-looking handsome man.
Shen Lie walked into the gate of Qingyue Pavilion with the girl in his arms.
As if thinking of something, he turned around and said, "By the way, his name is Guo Yunzhe."
"Guo!" Dai Yu immediately grasped the key point.
"Well," Shen Lie said, "and he is still the drunkard Guo."
Everyone was stunned and looked at the big bald head again.
He was still cheerful, looking here and there, smiling lowly.
Zhili sat in the room, leaning his forehead on one hand and inching his head.
He vaguely heard movement outside, he forced his eyelids open and looked around dazedly.
When his ears caught the sound of voices, he was overjoyed and immediately got up and went out.
Under the bright and clear pine and bamboo garden lamp, he glanced at Shen Lie, and then looked at the girl who was gently held by him.
Shen Lie lowered his eyes and looked at Xia Zhaoyi who was leaning against him as he walked. She seemed to have said something in her sleep very softly just now, but he didn't hear it clearly.
Hearing the scattered footsteps, Shen Lie looked up and saw that the young boy's facial features were filled with joy, and the word "happy" was written on his eyebrows.
"Brother Shen!" Zhili ran over lightly.
"Fragmented." Shen Lie said.
Zhili looked at Xia Zhaoyi and was suddenly startled when he saw the injury on her arm: "Oh, my little senior sister is injured!"
"You're hurt too!" Dai Yu lowered his voice.
"I'm not in the way." Zhili said.
He looked back at Xia Zhaoyi's tired and sleeping features, and when he thought of the severed finger in the box, he suddenly felt very distressed.
"Brother Shen," Zhili said to Shen Lie, "you can take the little senior sister back first. I have something to tell you later. I won't delay you for a long time, just a few words."
"Okay." Shen Lie responded.
Zhili went back to his room first. He closed all the doors and windows tightly, then opened the closet and took out the small wooden box that had just been hidden in it.
Under the candlelight, the color of the small wooden box was dark. In a daze, Zheli suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he had frequent nightmares because of the girl in the pillar, and had to rely on the little senior sister to tell stories to fall asleep.
After many years, the nightmare returns.
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