Mushui City, Lingxiao Pavilion.
After more than twenty days, Die Qi finally received the news from Liang Jing and turned around and walked quickly towards the main pavilion.
The head of Lingxiao Pavilion was sitting behind the desk. Jin Lu and Qi Wu had just returned from Jiangnan and were reporting on their mission.
Die Qi opened the beaded curtain, bent down and presented the letter, "Pavilion Master, Ku Bachuan has returned with news."
Jin Lu was reporting something important when he was interrupted. He frowned and said, "What nonsense is this? Can't you wait until I finish speaking? Do you understand what first come, first served means?"
Die Qi raised her head, her eyes sparkling, and she didn't even bother with Jin Lu's rudeness, "The news that Ku Ba sent back this time is very special."
Jin Lu was dissatisfied: "News is just news, what's so special about it?"
Qiwu was already used to her partner's hot temper. She stepped forward and stopped Jin Lu, with a look of curiosity in her eyes: "What news could make Qiqi so excited?"
The Pavilion Master motioned Die Qi to open the letter, meaning that he wanted everyone to have a look at it.
Die Qi had actually opened it before, and she was still excited when she opened it again.
Under the thick cowhide, there are three layers of waterproof oil paper. Peeling off the oil paper layer by layer, you will find the news wrapped in the envelope.
Considering Ku Ba's reckless personality, he was able to wrap the letter so carefully, which shows how precious the news was.
Except for Die Qi, the other three people present remained calm, but their expressions became more serious, as they waited to reveal this precious information.
Die Qi opened the envelope, took out a stack of papers and handed them to the Pavilion Master. Jin Lu and Qi Wu subconsciously moved closer.
The Pavilion Master took the piece of paper and looked down, with a look of surprise in his eyes, "What is this?"
Qiwu pressed the table and exclaimed, "Isn't this the boy Kuba?"
Jin Lu didn't recognize him yet, so he moved closer, frowning, "What a crybaby? Who cut his hair? Why is he so messed up?"
The message that Ku Ba handed back was only one page, along with five or six photos.
"Why are there more than one? Who is the woman leaning against him?" Jin Lu took one look and turned his head away, his earlobes red, and said angrily, "Why don't you put on your clothes properly? You are so shameless!"
Qiwu speculated: "This woman is wearing thin clothes and has disheveled hair. Could she be Kuba's lover?"
Jin Lu clenched his fist and said dissatisfiedly: "You are so blind, how could you fall for this monkey?"
Die Qi was already used to this group of people not paying attention to the main point, and couldn't help but remind them: "Don't you find it strange that this small piece of paper can depict Ku Ba's appearance so accurately?"
The Pavilion Master looked at the photo carefully and asked, "Did he explain anything in the letter?"
Die Qi nodded and handed over the letter. "He said in the letter that this small piece of paper is called a photo. The woman in the photo is the mysterious woman that the client asked to investigate. There are many suspicious points about the shop called Cinema and the female shopkeeper. She won't be back for a while."
This is just a summary. Kuba said a lot of magical things about the cinema in the letter, and in order to prove what he said was true, he sent back photos.
Jin Lu held Kuba's photo in his hand, his mind wandering, "I think this guy just wants to play in Liangjing and doesn't want to come back. I'll go and bring him back."
Qiwu glanced at Jin Lu silently, "You and Kuba have never gotten along, how could he come back with you? Besides, you just came back from Jiangnan, and you said on the road yesterday that you were too tired this time, and you need to rest for at least three months to recover after returning to the pavilion. If someone must go to Liangjing, let me go."
Die Qi lowered her head, rolled her eyes where no one could see, and pulled out a letter from her sleeve, "Xiao Jiu also sent a message back. He said that the previous mission had been completed, but he was injured during the mission. His legs and feet were seriously injured and he couldn't move. He needs to recuperate for three to five months before he can come back."
The Pavilion Master took the letter and read it, his mood sank, "Jiu'er has always been thoughtful and never complained about hard work. It's rare for him to take the initiative to reveal his injuries. How can we leave him alone outside?"
Die Qi: "The Pavilion Master is right. Die Qi is willing to go out and bring Xiao Jiu back."
The Pavilion Master pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, "Allowed. Xiao Qi is also going out, the Pavilion will be empty, Xiao Lu and Xiao Wu will take charge of the Pavilion affairs temporarily, and take care of their health at the same time."
Jinlu & Qiwu: "..."
Die Qi came out of the main pavilion and quickly returned to her residence to pack her clothes. That same day, she rode away from Mushui City on horseback.
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Liangjing, Song'an Street.
Kuba blocked Ye Xiao's way and stared at his sunglasses, "How did you get this thing?"
Ye Xiao said succinctly: "Lu Yao gave it to me."
Kuba took a deep breath and said, "I'm just asking, why did the shopkeeper give you this thing?"
Hongyu received the glasses from the store owner because her eyes could still be saved. After wearing the device, her vision became clear.
But Xiao Jiu's eyesight had been damaged since childhood, and he couldn't see anything even with glasses.
Kuba also felt that Ye Xiao had become a bit arrogant since he got this pair of glasses.
Although it was not obvious and perhaps no one else noticed, only Kuba, who grew up with him, felt it—Chouxiaojiu was showing off from head to toe.
Ye Xiao: “…”
Lu Yao came out of the lounge, not knowing that Cryba was bullying Ye Xiao again because of his sunglasses, and waved to the two of them happily, "New movie trailer, it's different from the previous ones, come and see it."
Kuba turned his head and the scene that appeared on the advertising screen sent a chill down his spine.