Although they managed to find out who the real murderer was who massacred dozens of people in Tianyuan Villa fifteen years ago, the clues about the murderer who killed Huangfu Tugen were cut off again.
Han Changsheng and An Yuan stayed in Tianyuan Villa for another two days. During these two days, Han Changsheng broke and connected the fingers of old housekeeper Shi Laoniu dozens of times to play. Knowing that Wan Shishan had been killed by Han Changsheng, the Evil Wind Gang disbanded, and he no longer had a backer. But he really couldn't come up with another word - because he really didn't know who the murderer was.
Han Changsheng once again came out of the firewood room where Shi Laoniu was imprisoned, and came to An Yuan's room.
An Yuan was reading a book with his head down, when he saw Han Changsheng coming in, he asked, "Did he say anything?"
Han Changsheng shook his head: "No."
An Yuan's reaction was very flat, he lowered his head and continued to read: "He probably really doesn't know anything."
Han Changsheng sat down on the chair discouragedly, closed his eyes and rested his mind. As soon as he closed his eyes, An Yuan raised his head and looked at him silently.
An Yuan said: "What are your plans next?"
Han Changsheng said wearily: "Let's go back to the Central Plains first."
An Yuan turned the pages, but his eyes were not on the book: "What are you going back to the Central Plains for?"
Han Changsheng pouted. There are no clues here in Tiandao Mansion, and there is not much time left before the martial arts conference. Hurry back and go to the Mingyue sect to have a look. Killing people and stealing secret books to blame the demon sect is the same method, and the murderer may be the same person. After all, Huangfu Tugen had been dead for too long, and the witnesses who experienced this time in the past were nowhere to be found. Xianyue died not long ago, maybe there are still clues. Find the murderer over there, and the case of Huangfu's family may be solved accordingly. Let him know who dares to pretend to be their Tianning Sect, he will definitely make the bastard too hungry to walk around!
Seeing that Han Changsheng didn't answer, An Yuan stopped asking.
Han Changsheng looked up at the beam in a daze. What other clues are there... The murderer sneaked into Tianyuan Villa silently that night, and no one in the villa even knew that someone had sneaked into Huangfu Tugen's study... He originally hoped that the open coffin autopsy would be able to identify the sect through the murderer's martial arts skills , but the dead daylilies in Huangfu Tugen were all cold, and there was only a bone left, and the curved wound on the bone...
Han Changsheng was startled suddenly, he raised his hand and slowly tried to make gestures in the air.
An Yuan said: "What are you doing?"
Han Changsheng said: "Shut up!"
An Yuan was startled, frowned, put down the book and stared at Han Changsheng.
The wound on Huangfu Tugen's back formed an arc. Han Changsheng held it in his hands like a knife. He closed his eyes and imagined how the murderer would use a knife to make such a wound... Ordinary people use knives, often It is a horizontal chop or a stab, the wounds left in that way are straight, but the wounds on Huangfu Tugen's bones are curved... Such a movement of swinging the knife looks like...
Han Changsheng suddenly jumped up from his chair.
An Yuan was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"
Han Changsheng put his palms down with his fists, his brows were furrowed, and he began to meditate again. Very similar, indeed very similar, to cut such a wound, the movement of swinging the knife is very similar to Liu Xiaoqi's movement of swinging the sword. He has seen that when Liu Xiaoqi subconsciously draws the sword, the direction of the sword is always somewhat curved. A very strange and rare habit, Liu Xiaoqi must have learned martial arts before joining the Yuehua School, that is his original routine. It's just that one uses a knife and the other uses a sword, so Han Changsheng didn't associate the two together until now. Liu Xiaoqi is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year. Fifteen years ago, he was a kid who couldn't even speak. What about his family? Does it have anything to do with Tianyuan Villa
An Yuan couldn't help but asked again: "What did you think of?"
Han Changsheng said: "Clean up, let's go back to the Central Plains."
An Yuan was taken aback: "Huh?"
Han Changsheng waved his hand: "This ghostly place is too windy and sandy, I can't stay here any longer, let's go back early!" Let alone An Yuan's amnesia, even if he still remembers, Han Changsheng can't tell him what he thinks. He wasn't Li Jiulong, how could he recognize Liu Xiaoqi? Furthermore, there may not be any real connection between the two, anyway, let's go back to the Central Plains first!
Han Changsheng acted resolutely, took An Yuan and packed his things that day and prepared to leave.
An Yuan wants to leave, but Yi Laosan and others are ten thousand reluctant.
Before leaving, Yi Laosan held An Yuan's hand, touched his tears and said, "Master, when will you come back after you leave?"
An Yuan said: "There is always a chance."
Wang Laoqi was disappointed and said: "I thought that the young master would rebuild Tianyuan Villa when he came back this time. The people of our Tiandao Mansion finally have a good life. I didn't expect the young master to leave..."
"Yes, yes." The others echoed, "Leave as you say, and stay for a few more days, Young Master!"
It's a pity that An Yuan and Han Changsheng have no intention of staying any longer, no matter how much they cry, they will remain indifferent.
Yi Laosan pulled An Yuan aside and asked in a low voice, "Master, where are you going with Master Yue?"
An Yuan glanced at Han Changsheng who was leading the horse, and said, "Follow him." Han Changsheng must have known something in such a hurry to return to the Central Plains. Since he said that he would help him find the person who killed his father and enemy, the matter had been shelved for fifteen years, and no one knew anything except him, so he had to follow him first.
These words reached Yi Laosan's ears, but they had a different meaning. The young master is planning to marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, and follow an adulterer... Oh no, wandering around the world with his master
Yi Laosan choked up and began to wipe away his tears again. It seems that the blood of the Huangfu family is indeed about to be cut off in the young master's hands.
An Yuan looked at this emotionally crying guy inexplicably, and said: "If there is a chance, I will come back. Now that Wanshishan is dead and the Evil Wind Gang has collapsed, Lao Niu Shi is at your disposal. Take care."
After finally comforting this group of crying and reluctant big men, Han Changsheng and An Yuan planned to get on their horses and leave.
Han Changsheng was about to get on the horse, when Yi Laosan came over again, took out a thick cushion from his arms and handed it to Han Changsheng.
Han Changsheng grabbed the cushion and was puzzled.
Yi Laosan glanced at Han Changsheng's waist and buttocks, and remembered the scene of Han Changsheng coming out of An Yuan's room with his hands on his waist that day. He sighed, and patted Han Changsheng on the shoulder: "My young master is young and energetic, and sometimes he doesn't know the seriousness. We are all men, so we can understand... Anyway, thank you for your hard work. Since the young master likes it, I can only do it." …”
Han Changsheng: "???"
Yi Laosan: "Take care!" He turned his head and ran away in tears.
An Yuan had already got on his horse and rode to Han Changsheng's side: "Still leaving?"
Han Changsheng looked at the cushion in his hand and shrugged: I've accepted it anyway, so it's not for nothing. So carelessly put a pad on his own saddle, turned on the horse and said, "Let's go!"
The two walked away under the eyes of everyone.
The author has something to say: Thanks to Zhi Zhi, temperX2, Qin Jin for the grenade and Yu Shen for the grenade