"It's really just here to play casually." Mu Hanyan opened the box with a hand shot, and although the three boxes were nested one above the other, the innermost one was empty.
"It doesn't make sense, this box is so tightly locked, how can there be nothing?" Wu Qiyun was puzzled.
Mu Hanyan laughed secretly. What Wu Qiyun said was true. There were indeed good things in this box, but now, the good things that are comparable to artifacts have become the gold silk embroidery on her lapel. Even if Pang Dezong Her master was resurrected and reborn, probably never would have imagined that she would easily solve the problem that he hadn't been able to solve in his entire life.
Wu Qiyun lowered his head and searched carefully in the box again, but he didn't even find a few more ashes, so he had to give up in the end.
"Mu Cheng, I'll leave this box to you. Carry it on your back when you go back." Mu Hanyan saw that Mu Cheng was sitting silently by the side, and ordered.
Although it seemed nothing on the surface, Mu Hanyan knew that what happened to Miss Zhao Si had hit him too hard, and he didn't know if he could calm down, so he had to find something for him to do when he had nothing to do.
"Oh, I see." Mu Cheng raised his head and said.
"Okay, it's okay, let's go to bed early." Mu Hanyan knew that they stayed up so late, but they were actually waiting for him. He probably heard about the relationship between Zhao Sining and Miss Zhao Si from Mu Cheng, so he was worried about himself. Now that I have returned safely, it is time for them to go back and rest.
"By the way, I remembered something and I need to tell you about it." Mu Cheng said suddenly.
"What's the matter?" Mu Hanyan asked.
Mu Cheng looked around vigilantly, apparently afraid that the walls might have ears.
"Don't worry, there is no one around." Yan Yuchu said. The tents of the few of them were far away from the others. It was late at night, most of the people had already fallen asleep, and the surrounding area was very quiet. Even if a moth came, it might not be able to escape Yan Yuchu's ears.
"I once heard from my grandfather that some swordsmen died tragically with great unwillingness. The hatred and resentment in their hearts will not disappear for a while. If there are extremely powerful masters, use strange skills to explore their minds Deep down, you can know what happened to him before he died." Mu Cheng said with a serious face.
Mu Hanyan was slightly shocked. She had heard of such a legend. To ordinary people, it is no different from a myth of ghosts, but to Xia Youchen, a sword master who knows the art of searching for souls, it may not be a myth.
Obviously, it was because of Xia Youchen that Mu Cheng thought of this statement.
Yan Yuchu and Wu Qiyun also shivered slightly.
Although Mu Cheng said this without thinking, they knew that he was talking about Miss Zhao Si, Yue Zhenglin and others. Pang Dezong is an alchemist and a master of the sword master level. If he is asked to find Miss Zhao Si's body, he wonders if he will find anything
Mu Hanyan was not worried about this matter at first, but now, she is a little uneasy.
If he had known that Zhao Sining's uncle was Pang Dezong, maybe the corpses of those people should have been destroyed. After thinking about it, Mu Hanyan dismissed the idea again.
Killing people is not a big deal for her, but after all, she is a human being, not a beast. Once everyone gets to know each other, even if they are enemies, they should have at least respect. Forget it, she can't do it if she is really asked to do it.