This was a special morning. It seemed like they had never had so many people moving at the same time - Xie Zhe and the four of them followed Mao Yuejun and Long Miao and walked for several miles. The surrounding houses became sparse, and most of them were low-rise bungalows.
, there are no longer the towering teahouses and restaurants in the busy city. With sharp eyes, Ye Linghua pointed in one direction from a long way away and asked Miyin in a low voice:
"Hey, look there, something dark...is that the place we are looking for?"
"I didn't see anything." Xue Miyin followed her hand and pointed towards it, only seeing a dusty house. "But looking at the direction, it's probably over there, right?"
Their voices were very low, but Uoyuki-kun turned around and smiled silently at them.
"Yes, that is the former Yin Family Dyeing Shop." Long Miao slowed down and explained to them, "You already know that it is independent of Wuyong's Escort Agency and seems to have nothing to do with it, but in fact they have frequent private contacts.
.Even if on the surface it is just a dyeing shop doing business, we may be able to find some clues here."
"I hope there is some useful information left. The fire was really big, and it burned this place to this horrible state."
Han Zhang raised his head, his nose moved, and then he raised his hand to rub the tip of his itchy nose. The wood, stone, and bricks were burned through, as if the residual heat of the fire more than ten or twenty years ago was still deeply embedded in their interiors.
Obviously, they were very close. After walking a few dozen steps, more distant scenes were revealed on the rows of rooftops, and what Ye Linghua said became particularly eye-catching. The blue sky was lined with several skewed streaks.
It was charcoal black, and some of them were precariously put together. It could be seen that they were the remaining beams and columns after the fire. Only a small part of the wall still retained its original appearance. It was not completely collapsed, but it was also blackened. Utsuki-kun said as he walked:
"Originally, this was just an errand for us. I thought it would be just fine to go on my own. But since you insist on following me, there's no need to hinder you... Well, it's just ahead."
Turning the last corner, a desolate and charred land suddenly spread out in front of them. The scale of the ruins showed the grandeur of the dyeing workshop. They looked far into the distance and could only vaguely see a few intact houses scattered far away.
The area is covered with dilapidated wreckage. The houses on the edge still retain some of their original colors, but only broken walls and ruins are left, smeared with dust.
The further you go inward, the heavier the smoky black marks are on the ground and remaining walls. The wind has blown away most of the ashes, but the smell of burning still lingers in the coke. The dyehouse is at the center of the ruins.
This was probably the most severely burned place. Originally, there should have been a tall courtyard wall here, but now only the dark frame was left, barely outlining the location of the main entrance for them.
Ye Lingquan followed her companions and walked in. Her toes accidentally caught a section of the door frame that was crooked. The charcoal immediately dropped black slag, which stained the hem of her shirt and almost spread all over her body. When she lowered her head and patted the clean clothes
Jiao, raised his head again, and unknowingly followed everyone to the center of the courtyard. Lord Uoyue stopped and watched something, probably looking at the layout and path here.
This should be the place where cloth is bleached and dried in the dyehouse. Ling Huan glanced around and saw a cracked dye vat and a collapsed and charred clothes drying rack. There were also many indistinguishable utensils, all covered with thick layers of paint.
Covered in black ash. The surrounding area is filled with blackened debris.
The bricks and tiles are broken, and half of the black charcoal-like low wall is supported by pillars. It is dark and shriveled, and it is afraid that it will break if touched. The feet are also burned into scorched earth. Only after careful inspection can you see a few broken stone slabs.
The rest is all charcoal-colored scum, and its original appearance cannot be seen.
In this vast expanse of lifeless ruins, there are sporadic glimpses of spring. There are clumps of grass growing under the walls, young vines climbing up the wooden frame, and the tips of the new green are still yellow, trembling gently in the spring breeze.
Half of the broken vat was sunk in ashes, and a large cluster of small white flowers bloomed on the ground opposite the vat mouth, extremely bright on the gray-black background. The embers after the fire became excellent nutrients, nourishing the new ones.
life.
There are just no traces of humans.
——Are there really no traces of humans?
Xie Zhe suddenly saw that Amiao, who had originally jumped onto the broken shelf, twisted her waist and landed lightly on the ground. She stretched her neck towards the roof beside them, looking a little hesitant. Long Miao turned his head almost at the same time as it.
He stared straight at one of the houses with remaining walls.
"It seems we're not the only visitors."
He took two steps in and then stopped, and the person who turned out from behind the broken wall also stopped and raised his half-bowed head. Long Miao saw his eyes widen slightly, and his eyes moved away before he could make contact with her.
, and circled around a group of people behind him.
"Who is here?" he asked before they could speak.
Everyone was silent, looking at the stranger with doubts. Only Lord Uoyue took a step forward and nodded at him with a polite smile:
"Qinghe Canhua and Maoyuejun are here on official business."
"The six paths of impermanence...can be seen."
His tone was flat, and not much emotion could be heard. After he finished speaking, Yin Guihong's eyes shifted away from Mao Yuejun's eyes holding Mikayue in his mouth. He inexplicably read something meaningful from it, as if his too clear eyes were seeing through something.
Everything was so transparent. This made him feel great discomfort and accompanying irritability, as if he was naked and suffering some kind of overlooking, like a sparrow exposed to the sky.
Gao Ju Changkong's eyes were ordinary, and Lord Uoyue was obviously not someone he was willing to expose himself to. Yes, he felt unhappy... and uneasy. His arm subconsciously rubbed the location of the weapon, and Jin Mieya clung to him as always.
, he couldn't tell whether the strange throbbing in his heart came from it, or whether his own emotions were pushed onto it.
Even so, Yin Guihong didn't put on many expressions on his face. Apart from the flash of his eyes, he couldn't even show any hint of surprise. The deep shadows in his eyes could not be concealed, and Long Miao keenly caught a glimpse of a layer of blue on his chin.
However, his facial muscles were slightly swollen, and all signs showed traces of fatigue. He was holding a candlestick in his hand, with only a short piece of irregularly shaped wax left on it, as if he had been burning candles all night.
Why would someone visit the ruined Yin family dyeing workshop in the middle of the night, stay there for such a long time, and what did they do?
Long Miao glanced at him suspiciously, and his eyes passed over his other hand, which was close to his waist and half-clenched into a fist.
"Who are you and why do you appear here?"
"Of course it's the Yin family." He replied lightly, "I was ordered to recover the data - if you can find this place, you should know that this is the territory of the Yin family."
Xie Zhe and Han Zhang looked at each other. They both remembered that the fire here was said to have passed for some time. No one from the Yin family came early or late, but they came when Lord Mao Yue came to investigate. It was really
…
"What a coincidence," Xue Miyin folded her arms in front of her chest and opened her mouth to express everyone's thoughts, "As soon as we came here, we met the Yin family. You can believe it once you touch your lips.
You? We need some evidence to prove our identity."
Yin Guihong frowned slightly and looked at her up and down, as if he was looking at something strange.
"I have been born with the surname Yin for so many years, but I have never thought about how to prove it to anyone."
His expression and tone clearly said, You are really incomprehensible. Ye Lingquan quickly pulled the corner of Miyin's clothes, fearing that she would be angry and have some conflict with this unknown person.
Ling Huan herself was worried. She looked at the strange man who suddenly appeared in front of her, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She didn't know what to say. If he really searched here and took away important items, wouldn't they
I can't find anything. Is this trip in vain? Besides, since this is an errand of the six realms of impermanence, it must be very important. If I find nothing, wouldn't it be a big mistake?
Maybe she could try to ask the other party carefully if she could tell them the news he learned first. However, she asked herself, if the Ye family wanted to take back anything from the closed store, she would think that outsiders would not
It was time to intervene. Thinking of this, she felt
Deficit, I just feel that I have no right to interfere. Besides, he doesn't look like he is involved. Although he is pressing the hem of his clothes with his hand, there are no traces under his clothes. He could just refuse, even if he insists that there is nothing on him, they will not
There is no justification for a forced search.
"Even if you are really a member of the Yin family, you showed up at the wrong time." Long Miao said as calmly as possible, but his tense posture revealed a strong sense of defensiveness.
"It's indeed the right time." Yin Guihong raised his eyebrows, "I'm here on the front foot, and you are here on the back foot. I'm also very curious about what kind of fate this is."
Long Miao shut up. He intuitively couldn't trust this person, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the fact: objectively speaking, the coincidence at the moment, in the eyes of the other party, can also shape himself into a suspicious appearance - just in case
If this person really has done nothing wrong.
They faced each other silently for a short while. Yin Guihong changed his stance and raised his chin towards the courtyard door behind them.
"If there are no more questions, please give me some concessions."
Long Miao looked at Mao Yuejun. She smiled softly, looked at Yin Guihong, and spoke in a gentle tone:
"This is natural. Now that you have got what you want, go back and resume your life. Or...are you interested in taking us laymen around for a tour?"
Yin Guihong twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were still calm, and he was smiling.
"See you later."
He crossed the road that several people had given way to and walked towards the empty door without looking back. When passing by Xie Zhe, his fingers suddenly moved slightly, and then he regained his composure. Xie Zhe didn't see it, but at the same time he touched his waist in confusion.
. He felt a subtle tremor, which seemed to come from Fengyun Zhan, but the feeling was fleeting, like an illusion.
They watched Yin Guihong step out of the courtyard, and his back quickly disappeared among the ruins. After a while, until they were sure that he had left, Mao Yuejun spoke again:
"I think there aren't many valuable clues left here."
"Why are you so sure?" Xie Zhe asked cautiously.
"The important things have been taken away by him."
"Tsk."
Long Miao looked at the door unhappily. The street seemed empty.
