Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 122: Blood-stained Blue Shirt
If Wei Xingshu is really not dead, it will be a great help to the current Dawei North Territory, especially the Investigation Department and Shadow Guard where Yuan Mingkong is located.
It's just that it's been twenty years, such a long time is enough to completely change a person.
What's more, the man with the Chinese character clearly told Zhao Rang that he was now a killer and the best killer in Shanye.
The shadow guards of the Investigation Department shoulder the righteousness of their family and country and have their own mission and perseverance. However, the killer does not even know the most basic good and evil, and regards human life as nothing but money.
Even if the Chinese character face is really Wei Xingshu, where is he standing now?
In fact, Zhao Rang still has a deep question.
If Wei Xingshu had a lucky escape twenty years ago, why did he not return to Dawei, but choose to live in Shanye Kingdom and become a Jianghu killer?
Yuan Mingkong saw that Zhao Rang was silent and knew what he was worried about.
"The fact that he can say the words 'looking north for twenty years' means that his heart has not changed!"
Zhao Rang responded and did not agree more.
In his opinion, if you can kill for money, you can also speak for money. Maybe the order he took this time asked him to deliver this sentence.
But in the end, no one can judge rashly. Based on the superb physical skills of the Chinese character face alone, Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong combined are no match for them.
Unconsciously, Zhao Rang thought of Ye Sanniang again.
Along the way, he seems to have developed a habit. Whenever he encounters an opponent that he cannot solve, or something that is difficult to figure out, Ye Sanniang can always give him an answer or give him some advice.
This habit is actually very bad.
Once a person develops a certain habit, it will be extremely uncomfortable when the habit is suddenly broken one day.
Especially for Ye Sanniang, Zhao Rang knew that she would leave sooner or later, and it was impossible for her to stay with him all the time.
So this time he forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart and was not going to go to Ye Sanniang to ask what happened.
Regardless of whether the message conveyed by the Chinese-character face was true or false, at least his arrival just now was without any malice. Moreover, Yuan Mingkong understood the meaning of his words, so he just assumed that he was here to convey a message.
Thinking about a problem that is too complicated, or that is too complicated beyond one's own ability, will not do any good other than increase worries.
The night wind blew open the unlocked door, and Zhao Rang saw Haidiya walking in.
He changed into a green shirt, with a long sword hanging on his waist. Under the blowing of the night wind, his clothes and sleeves were fluttering, giving him a certain air of a swordsman.
After greeting Zhao Rang with the courtesy of Dawei, Haidiya said:
"Have you two rested?"
Zhao Rang replied:
"I had a good rest and I even took a shower."
Haidiya smiled and said:
"I have long heard that powerful martial arts masters have the habit of bathing and fasting. Bathing makes people energetic, and fasting makes people calm. At first, I thought it was a fabrication, but I didn't expect it to be true!"
Zhao Rang waved his hand and said:
"Taking a bath can indeed refresh people, but you need cold water, not hot water. As for fasting, I haven't tried it. If you don't eat meat, how can you have the strength to swing a knife?"
Haidiya echoed again and again and said:
"Yes, yes! Mr. Zhao is right. After all, martial arts cultivators are still rough people and must be bolder. Otherwise, what's the difference between the sword in your hand and the embroidery needle of a woman?"
While the two were chatting, Yuan Mingkong took advantage of this to stabilize his emotions.
He turned around and walked over, his face showing no trace of anything. No matter how cunning and cunning he was, Heidi would probably not be able to tell the slightest bit.
"Now that you two have rested, can we go meet Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
Neither Zhao Rang nor Yuan Mingkong had any objections to this.
They both still remembered the strange man from the Western Regions who looked like a half-immortal that Haidiya had mentioned before.
Following Heidier out of the courtyard, he walked in the opposite direction to the Qingshan Guesthouse gate.
"Isn't it from this way?"
After the killer with the Chinese character face and the reminder from Ye Sanniang in Chunhua Tower, Zhao Rang became much more alert.
"While you two were resting, Her Royal Highness the Princess has already arrived. I vacated my room, and Her Royal Highness is resting inside."
Heidiyeh explained.
Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong continued to move forward without doubting his presence.
The courtyard where they live is even outside the Qingshan Guest House. The space inside is astonishingly large!
I walked for a long time, but I still haven't reached the place yet.
Haidiya was worried that the two people behind him would become impatient after walking for a long time. Along the way, he talked about what he had experienced when he traveled to the Western Regions with a sword in his early years.
This topic is quite interesting, but unfortunately both Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong have other things occupying their minds and cannot be distracted at all.
It was often after Heidi said a lot that the two of them responded with hums and hums.
Seeing that his words could not arouse the interest of the two of them, Heidiye shut up. After all, he was a reputable person in Shan Ye Kingdom and even the entire Western Region. If people didn't like to hear it and kept talking, he was not so ignorant.
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“It’s just ahead!”
There are very few people living in Qingshan Guest House.
Except for Haidiya himself and the newly arrived Princess Amani, the only ones left were Zhao Rang and his party.
A brightly lit mansion is in front of you. It is the residence that Heidi built for himself, and Princess Amani is inside.
However, although the lights were bright, Zhao Rang felt that the color was a bit abnormal.
It seemed that the lights of that mansion were faintly red.
There are no red candles in the Qingshan Guesthouse, and the lampshades are also made of white crystal. Including the decorations in the house, there is no red whatsoever.
But Zhao Rang also thought that this house was owned by Haidiya, so there should be big differences inside, so he didn't think much about it.
After walking a few more steps, I suddenly saw a man standing in the middle of the road.
She is a woman, wearing Western-style clothes.
Zhao Rang recognized the person from his figure as Ye Sanniang, so he called out softly:
"Lady boss?"
Ye Sanniang turned around when she heard the sound, walked closer quickly, and said:
"Master, you don't have to go."
Zhao Rang didn't understand the meaning of Ye Sanniang's words for a while, but Haidiya responded extremely quickly:
"What happened to the princess?"
Ye Sanniang hesitated to speak, and finally raised her finger to point to the gap on the roadside and said:
"See for yourselves."
There should be gaps between the paving stones, and no one would notice this when stepping on them.
After Ye Sanniang told him, Zhao Rang discovered that the road from here to that house was extremely smooth, as if it were paved in one piece.
As the owner of Qingshan Guest, Haidiya discovered more things wrong than Zhao Rang.
The stones he used to pave the road were all polished agate. They were not visible during the day, but became extremely transparent at night when illuminated by lights and moonlight.
There are no clouds in the sky tonight, and the full moon is high in the sky, which should be the best contrast, but wherever you look, everything is pitch black.
Haidiya took a step forward and found that something was wrong under his feet. He raised his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes, which seemed to have been smeared with a layer of red paint.
What followed was the smell of blood rising into the sky!
"There's blood all over the ground!"
Zhao Rang did not dare to step forward rashly. He squatted down and looked carefully at the gap that Ye Sanniang pointed at just now, and then pressed it gently with his hand.
The gap was indeed filled with blood.
The blood flowed out from Haidiya's residence, covering the ground three feet away, and filling all the ravines in it...
Judging from the color and viscosity, the blood has been flowing out for at least half an hour.
Half an hour ago, Zhao Rang was still negotiating with the killer with the Chinese character face, and the others were probably still sleeping.
The most important thing is that no one heard any big noise outside!
Zhao Rang wiped his hands on the flowers and leaves beside the road.
He had decided not to rely on Ye Sanniang anymore, but she was probably the only one who knew about the situation here...
Before Zhao Rang could ask, Haidiya asked Ye Sanniang with a trembling voice:
"Madam boss, is the princess..."
Ye Sanniang shook her head.
Khadiya was relieved and thought that Princess Amani was fine.
Unexpectedly, Ye Sanniang followed closely and said:
"have no idea!"
When she arrived, although the blood on the ground was fresher than it is now, what was supposed to happen had already happened.
"Let's go in and take a look first. There is a door on the side, and you can enter from the garden."
As worthy of being the master of the Sunset Racecourse and the swordsman of the Western Regions, Haidiya quickly regained his composure and walked out of the road sideways with Zhao Rang and others, walking from the grass to the side door.
In his mind, not only could these people be trusted, but at least there was absolutely no suspicion in this matter.
Because Zhao Rang and others don't have the ability, Ye Sanniang, the only one who can't see through it, doesn't have the need.
Under the moonlight, the grass was black, no different from coagulated blood.
People walking on the grass made a rustling sound, like fine raindrops hitting the world.
As they walked, a drop of coldness actually fell on Zhao Rang's cheek.
He thought it was rain.
Reaching out and wiping it, I discovered that there was a faint blush on the palm of my hand.
I looked up and saw that an open window on the third floor was soaked in blood and was dripping blood.
The drop just now landed impartially on Zhao Rang's face.
"Is there someone living on the third floor?"
Zhao Rang asked.
At this point, Haidiya had no choice but to smile bitterly and said the same thing as Ye Sanniang:
"I have no idea!"
As soon as the side door opened, the strong smell of blood in the house made Zhao Rang's throat tighten and he couldn't help but want to vomit.
Seeing Yuan Mingkong's brows furrowed and the corners of his mouth pursed hard, it makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it...
After getting used to it a little, Zhao Rang saw two corpses in the main entrance hall, which were two of the four girls following Haidiya.
As I walked inside, I turned around and saw the third person again.
She was lying on the stairs, her arms drooped, and her face was very calm.
Zhao Rang looked at the two people in the foyer again and found that their faces were also very calm.
"This guy strikes so fast!"
Yuan Mingkong added:
"Maybe it's silent!"
The two of them checked the other corpses on this floor one by one.
Everyone's faces were calm.
The greatest misfortune for people is that they cannot control their own lives. But the people who died in this house are also the most fortunate, that is, they did not feel pain at the last moment of their lives.
A name appeared in Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong's minds at the same time.
Not only is this person quick to strike, he can also strike silently.