"Did I do something thankless?" Xia Shang scratched his head. In the courtyard, he heard discussions from other sects outside the courtyard, saying that the Mingjiao might have written and directed a big show.
Where is the murderer?
The murderer is simply Mingjiao himself!
As for why?
Anyone with a discerning eye knows it in their heart, so do we need to explain it?
Xian'er was also unhappy on the side: "These hypocritical people were very grateful when they got the antidote. After getting the antidote, they gossiped behind their backs. Should we arrest these people? Let's see if they dare.
Dare to talk nonsense."
"If you say something angry, keep your voice down. If someone outside hears it, they might say something about us again."
Xia Shang let out a breath: "I really don't know the ins and outs of the world if I'm not in the world. Why did I care about these gossips in the past? Now I'm a little at a loss. I really have a good reputation in the world, otherwise
It won’t take long for the news to spread, and the entire sect’s reputation will be ruined.”
"Xian'er feels that the person who poisoned the poison is very despicable. He not only wanted to take the opportunity to learn the antidote formula, but also deliberately ruined the reputation of our Mingjiao. This matter must be investigated and the other party must pay the price, otherwise
It’s really hard to swallow this bad breath.”
Just as he was talking, someone knocked on the courtyard door.
Xian'er went to open the door and immediately showed a surprised expression when she saw the person at the door: "Is it you?"
"Who?" Xia Shang asked.
"Your Chunjiao."
"What do you call my Chunjiao..." Xia Shang muttered and walked up.
Chunjiao frowned slightly after hearing Xian'er's words, and could only pretend not to hear them.
When she saw Xia Shang, Chunjiao was not very polite: "Yue Yanzhi's location has been investigated clearly. I brought something for you when I came here."
"Yue Yanzhi..." Xia Shang was naturally more concerned about Yue Yanzhi's whereabouts, but before he could say anything, Chunjiao actually threw out a bloody arm.
Xia Shang and Xian'er were both shocked.
"what do you mean?"
"I saw two men in black robes who escaped from Mingjian Villa, and one of them actually had the strength of a master. I was a little curious, so I followed them halfway and listened to what they said about Shixiang Ruanjing Powder and Mingjian Villa.
Originally, I wanted to capture him and ask the adults for detailed questioning, but I ended up having a fight with the man, leaving no one behind except his hand."
Xian'er gasped: "The master-level master... left a hand..."
Chunjiao seemed dissatisfied with the result: "No one was left behind and no usable information was left behind. A lot of time was wasted in vain. Let's get down to business. Yue Yanzhi finally found his whereabouts. He was in a hilly area south of the capital.
Lived in a small village called Cooper Village."
"You actually lived in a small village?"
Chunjiao also smiled helplessly: "Yes, we were investigating him secretly, but he lived in a small village as if he didn't know anything. It made me waste a lot of effort..."
"But why does he want to live in a village? Shouldn't he go south and return to Suzhou?"
"He is waiting for Ke Sanke, but he seems to be wary of Ke Sanke, so he asked his old housekeeper to contact Ke Sanke first. Now, Ke Sanke should follow the old housekeeper's lead directly to Gubai Village, and then
We will be escorted by people from Gujianmen to Bishanju, and then take the waterway from Bishanju's Dujiangkou to Suzhou."
"What do you think we should do?"
Chunjiao thought for a while: "From the information I got, Yue Yanzhi's distrust of Ke Sanke is a bit strange. Logically speaking, Yue Yanzhi and Ke Sanke are brothers, and they grew up together, so they should
It was absolute trust in each other. But Yue Yanzhi had reservations about him, and even did not relax his suspicion of him at such a critical moment, which proved that there seemed to be some stories between the two that outsiders did not know. If Yue Yanzhi had
I am really wary of Ke Sanke, and Ke Sanke must have some opinions about Yue Yanzhi. Since the two of them are suspicious of each other, this may be a breakthrough."
Xia Shang thought for a while: "Do you now know why Yue Yanzhi was chased by the queen?"
"This... I haven't received any news."
"I did get some news."
Chunjiao was surprised: "What news?"
"Because Yue Yanzhi stole the outline of the Book of Heaven from the palace."
"Ah?!" Chunjiao's scalp went numb and her back lit up, "The outline of the Heavenly Book was stolen? By Yue Yanzhi... How is this possible?"
"How is it impossible? Are you stealing something? The more impossible someone thinks it is, the more suspicious they should be."
"How did your Excellency get the news? Why did the Metropolitan Procuratorate..." Chunjiao was still serious at first, but then she noticed something was wrong with Xia Shang's expression. The half-smiling look seemed to be laughing at herself.
After a moment, Chunjiao reacted: "What you mean is..."
"People in the world can't hear the word "Book of Heaven". When they hear the word "Book of Heaven", it's like a man who has been holding back for half a year sees a woman. He can do anything. We don't need to take action by then, and neither can Yue Yanzhi.
Relaxing, right? As for whether Ke Sanke will change his mind after hearing the news, I don’t know for sure.”
"My lord, this is a wonderful move. There are people from all sects here. If they get even a little bit of news, whether it is true or false, they will definitely find Yue Yanzhi and try it. At that time, even if Ke Sanke tried his best
There is no guarantee that Ke Sanke is safe. Yue Yanzhi died in the Jianghu, and the court will naturally not be involved in the slightest. The anger of the nobles can only be directed at those people in the Jianghu, avoiding the trouble of the court. But how to spread this news?
How about not being suspected?"
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The wind became stronger and stronger at night, carrying yellow sand and gravel and raising dust all over the sky.
In the darkness, a lonely man sat in a wheelchair. The hilt of his sword was stuck straight on the ground. He pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword, like a stone statue. He did not move at all despite the howling wind.
Facing the wind, several black shadows suddenly appeared in the field of vision.
Without any hesitation, Ke Sanke guarded the wheelchair with one hand, and flew into the air with a long sword in his other hand.
Ke Sanke was extremely fast, and his attacks were even more decisive. The arm of a man in black was chopped off as soon as he met him.
The screams disappeared in the wind, and the bloody flowers were covered by the dust in the sky, but Ke Sanke's attack did not stop. He only saw the tip of his sword a little bit on the ground, and flicked it with his backhand, and the tip of the sword stirred up some fine sand on the ground.
, these fine sands were even faster than the sword. Before the man with the broken arm could react, his eyes were hit by the sand and he fell to the ground. He could only helplessly cover his eyes and struggle on the ground.
Seeing this, the remaining men in black drew their swords one after another. Seven of them in total attacked at the same time from all angles behind Ke Sanke.
Ke Sanke swept with his backhand and knocked the three people's swords into the air. At the same time, three small hooks shot out from his left sleeve and flew towards the three people.