In order to facilitate the care of Abi, Wang Yuyan offered to sleep in the same room as Abi. At first Abi was very frightened and unwilling to agree, but after Wang Yuyan's sincere request, Abi finally agreed.
Although it was already late at night, Er Shu was not sleepy at all. They lay opposite each other and talked about private things in the boudoir.
Wang Yuyan put her head on her hands and whispered: "Abi, thank you. I really don't know how to thank you. If you hadn't helped me block that attack today..."
Abi had a gentle smile on her face and shook her head gently: "Cousin, Abi is fine. Don't you think I'm fine now?"
Wang Yuyan looked at Abi's smile and felt touched in her heart, and murmured: "Abi, you'd better stop calling me cousin. Just call me Yuyan, just like cousin..."
Abi quickly refused: "How is this allowed? Only the young master can call my cousin this way. Abi is just a little girl next to the young master. How can she be like the young master..."
Wang Yuyan chuckled: "Little girl? Abi, didn't you notice the expression on my cousin's face before? The head of Gusu Murong's family was so anxious that he almost shed tears."
When Wang Yuyan mentioned this matter, a trace of red cloud flew up on Abi's smooth jade cheeks. Recalling the scene this afternoon, a huge sense of happiness surrounded her like a tide, and her heart felt sweet.
As if she was afraid of Wang Yuyan seeing through her inner thoughts, Abi defended dully: "How could it be... Cousin, just make fun of Abi..."
"Shh..." Wang Yuyan put a delicate jade finger on Abi's lips and winked playfully: "Abi, you are still like this, you get nervous when you lie~"
"I, I, I..." Abi felt completely dizzy and didn't know what to say.
Wang Yuyan slowly approached Abi, exhaled like a blue breath, and said in Abi's ear: "Abi, tell me the truth, when did you start to like your cousin?"
"ah!"
Abi was so surprised that she almost jumped up and looked at Wang Yuyan blankly: "Miss Cousin, I, I..."
She wanted to say I didn't, but the deep feelings in her heart made her unwilling to say such things against her will, so she had to lower her head to avoid Wang Yuyan's sight, trying to avoid her problem in this way.
Wang Yuyan looked at Abi's expression and knew that her guess was correct. She felt sad in her heart, as if something important had been taken away from her. This made her feel very distressed.
Wang Yuyan said: "Actually, if it's Abi, I don't mind coming together..."
"Ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, what on earth am I talking about..."
Wang Yuyan's mind was in chaos. She really didn't know how such shameful words came out of her mouth.
...
On the roof of the inn, Murong Fu and Qiao Feng each had a jar of wine and drank slowly.
"I didn't expect that there would be activities from the Xingxiu Sect in the Central Plains again. Could it be that that old thief Ding Chunqiu wants to come to the Central Plains to cause trouble again?"
Qiao Feng drank a big gulp of wine with a thoughtful look on his face.
Murong Fu shook his head: "It's true that he is from the Xingxiu Sect. But it may not be what Ding Chunqiu meant. But if I am not wrong, as long as we catch this person, we will definitely be able to lure Ding Chunqiu here.
Get rid of this old thief once and for all."
Qiao Feng wondered: "Brother Murong, where did you start talking about this? Could it be that that person is very important to Ding Chunqiu?"
Murong Fu smiled: "A person like Ding Chunqiu would dare to kill even his mentor. There is no one in this world that he would care about. But if I am not wrong, the person we are looking for should have something right in him."
An extremely important thing for Ding Chunqiu. This thing is enough to lure Ding Chunqiu to the Central Plains!"
Then Murong Fu explained to Qiao Feng what the sacred wooden king tripod was and the operating mechanism of Ding Chunqiu's Huigong method.
After hearing this, Qiao Feng sighed: "There are such evil martial arts in the world? No wonder Ding Chunqiu has been able to dominate the world for so many years."
Murong Fu said: "Although Ding Chunqiu's martial arts skills are among the best in the world, he is not of concern to Brother Qiao and Murong Fu.
The scary thing about this person is that he has a ruthless mind and no bottom line in his actions. When this person fights with others, he often uses poison to control people, then uses poisonous skills to harm people, and finally uses his own martial arts to hurt people.
In this martial arts world, apart from Murong Fu and Brother Qiao, there are only a few people who can compete with Ding Chunqiu in terms of martial arts. But when it comes to the use of poison, looking at the entire world, no one can match him. The world is often afraid of Ding Chunqiu.
Poison, when fighting against it, it is difficult to exert four or five percent of one's strength. Therefore, Ding Chunqiu has been rampant in the world for many years."
"However, one of his hands has been crippled by me now. His martial arts skills have been reduced to twenty-three percent. If the divine wooden king tripod used for martial arts training is stolen by that little girl again, I am afraid that he will suffer the backlash of his poisonous skills."
It cost him his life. Therefore, it shouldn’t be too long before Ding Chunqiu returns to the Central Plains. I’ll wait and see.”
...
Noon the next day.
Captain Qiu led several disciples of the Beggar Clan and walked into the inn with a solemn look on their faces. They happened to meet Qiao Feng and Murong Fu having a drink.
Seeing Captain Qiu approaching, Murong Fu and Qiao Feng stood up to greet him and asked him to sit down.
Captain Qiu hurriedly returned the salute, but did not sit down. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "I would like to report to the leader of the gang, Mr. Murong. We found the bodies of two gang brothers in the Iron Spear Temple fifty miles outside the city. The cause of death was that they were cut by sharp instruments.
Throat. I suspect it has something to do with the person we are looking for, so I would like to ask you two to take a closer look."
Murong Fu and Qiao Feng looked at each other and stood up. Before leaving, Murong Fu told Kang Guangling and others not to make any more mistakes.
After the instructions, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu rushed to the scene of the incident under the leadership of Captain Qiu.
Murong Fu leaned down and carefully observed the wounds on the two Beggar Clan disciples. After a while, he said to Qiao Feng: "Brother Qiao, what do you think?"
Qiao Feng said angrily: "When we catch this person, we must make him pay with blood!"
Murong Fu looked at the corpses of the two Beggar Clan disciples and said: "Except for a fatal wound on the throat, there were no other wounds on the body, and there were no signs of a fight at the scene."
Murong Fu pondered for a moment and thought: Although these two Beggar Clan disciples have low skills, Ah Zi's three-legged cat skills should not be able to kill them with one knife. Could it be that the murderer is someone else?"
"Um?"
Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed that the fingers of the two Beggar Clan disciples had subtle marks. Because they were too faint, he did not notice them at first.
I see.
Murong Fu suddenly felt astonished.
He thought of the scene in the original work where Azi entangled Chu Wanli with a soft silk net. He thought that the two Beggar Clan disciples should have been entangled in the net first. Then during the struggle, they were strangled by the threads of the soft silk net.
.
Looking at the forest on the back hill, the doubts in Murong Fu's heart suddenly disappeared.
"Brother Qiao, please order your beggar gang brothers to launch a large-scale carpet search along this forest. The murderer should not have gone far yet."
Qiao Feng's face was gloomy: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch this murderer and make her pay the price!"
Murong Fu said: "With the help of Brother Qiao and other brothers from the Beggar Clan, I feel relieved."
After saying this, Murong Fu turned around and left the Iron Spear Temple.
Behind him, the Beggar Clan disciples were busy collecting the bodies of their fellow disciples and burying them.
Murong Fu looked at the actions of several Beggar Clan disciples and thought thoughtfully: Is this little devil really going to burrow into the forest?