"It's not a big deal. Do you still need to ask the emperor for help?" Lian Youyou looked at the excited Ma Guanqun as if he was a child. "Okay~~ You want a body, I'll give it to you. Just don't regret it."
Lian Youyou Lian Youyou flicked the empty bamboo stick in her hand, and it fell right at the feet of Fu Mingsui who was staring at Jiumen in a daze, and pierced his instep, causing a sting. He suddenly came back to his senses from looking at Sanniang, lowered his head, and saw that the bamboo stick had pierced his cloth shoes but did not hurt his instep.
He bent down unhappily and pulled out the bamboo stick, leaving a hole in Duan Zimian's shoes. These shoes were not cheap. This Lian Youyou was really unworthy and not worthy of his second brother. He would never make fun of his second brother and this female ruffian again next time.
Lian glanced at Fu Mingsu who was pulling out the bamboo sticks, turned around and hooked her finger: "Follow me~~~"
"Where are you going?" Lin Tingjun didn't move and asked where he was going first.
Lian Youyou gave him a wicked smile: "The grave~~You know... I like taking men to the grave the most, right, little Rinzi~~~" Lian Youyou kept blinking at Rin Tingjun.
Suddenly, Lin Tingjun's sword-like eyebrows tightened, and his right hand could not help but clench the blood sword at his waist. His eyes struggled for a while, and he decisively returned to the Nine Gates!
Seeing Lin Tingjun return to the Nine Gates, Fu Mingrui's scalp immediately tightened. Even Lin Tingjun, who was always with Lian Youyou, had fled back to the Nine Gates. This corpse must be unusual. Especially looking at Lin Tingjun's slightly tense face, combined with Lian Youyou's words, Fu Mingrui, who was good at inferring the truth from clues, immediately deduced two points.
First, Lian Youyou must have taken Lin Tingjun to the grave. The reason was unknown, but Fu Mingrui didn't want to know.
Secondly, that visit to the grave must have left a psychological trauma on Lin Tingjun, just as he saw Wanqing's transformation.
Thinking of this, Fu Mingrui really didn't want to go to the grave with Lian Youyou to find Ma Yun's body.
"Aqi, come with me to the grave~~" Lian Youyou started walking forward.
Normally, He Shiqi would like to follow his master. But today, when he heard that he was going to the grave again, he stopped there, holding his head, not daring to go: "Master... I'm afraid..."
His words made Fu Mingrui's heart tighten again. Wasn't that idiot the one who crushed his brother's body? He was afraid. What happened in that grave
"Hurry up! Later on, only you will be able to carry Lord Ma back!" Lian Youyou glared at him, and no matter how scared He Shiqi was, he dared not disobey Lian Youyou's orders.
"Why did you carry me back?" Ma Guanqun walked forward puzzled.
Lian Youyou smiled mysteriously and started to move forward: "You will know when the time comes~~~"
Lian Youyou said this to Ma Guanqun. But Fu Mingrui was already covered in goosebumps when he heard it. Just like Lian Youyou said, the Lijia Village case was man-made, and he, Fu Mingrui, could investigate it. But the case of Wanqing's revenge was full of weirdness, and it was really not something he, Fu Mingrui, could investigate.
He thought for a moment and decided not to let the constables from the Eight Gates follow him, in case the corpse really did something weird again. Not only would it scare his brothers, but rumors would also spread, frightening the people, and the emperor would definitely blame him.
"Master Fu, why don't you call some constables to go with you?" Ma Guanqun was a little anxious. Seeing that Fu Mingrui had no intention of calling anyone, "How am I going to collect my son's body later?" Should he be left to carry it himself
Before Fu Mingrui could speak, Fu Mingsu came forward with a smile on his face. His eyes were gentle, but they gave people a gloomy feeling of authority without anger: "The people behind the eight doors of my second brother are detectives who are investigating cases, not laborers who are there to collect corpses for you. Go and see the corpse yourself, and then ask someone to collect it."
As soon as the eldest master spoke, Ma Guanqun immediately became obedient. Nuonuo nodded: "The eldest master is right, that's right."
Everyone knows that the affairs of the Fu family are all handled by the eldest son. Fu Zuoxiang will never show up.
Lian took two steps slowly and looked back at Fu Mingrui, "Fu Mingrui, is the blue butterfly you caught still there?"
"Here." That was important evidence. Fu Mingrui had already brought it back to the Eight Doors and kept it in the teapot without moving it to another place.
"Okay, go and take it with you. It will make it easier to find the body." Lian Youyou gave the instructions and started to move forward.
Fu Mingsui was a little puzzled: "Second brother, what's going on? Butterflies looking for a corpse?" Fu Mingsui had never heard of this before.
Fu Mingrui frowned: "Brother, you should go back first."
"No, the case of the butterfly is strange, I also want to broaden my horizons and see what's so strange about this blue butterfly." If Lian Youyou hadn't said that the butterfly was looking for the body, Fu Mingsu would have really gone back and changed his shoes. But this time, his interest was aroused, and he also wanted to see how this butterfly found the body.
Fu Mingrui looked at his elder brother with a complicated expression and said, "I'm glad you don't regret it."
Fu Mingsu was slightly stunned.
A gust of cold wind blew into this secret alley, blowing up goose bumps all over Fu Mingsu's body. He wondered why he had goose bumps in the middle of the day, in the summer.
When the sun passes zenith, it is when the sunlight is at its harshest.
They had already reached the western suburbs woods, and beyond that was the royal enclosure.
How could Ma Guanqun, the Minister of Revenue who hadn't traveled for a long time, hold out for an hour or two
Not to mention Ma Guanqun, Fu Mingsu was also a little overwhelmed. But what surprised him was that Lian Youyou and her servant did not look tired at all, and walked all the way with light steps, as if they were strolling in the market.
"Are these two the newcomers to the Nine Gates?" Fu Mingsui wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was already sweating profusely, but there was not a trace of sweat on Lian Youyou and He Shiqi.
"Yes." Fu Mingrui has been practicing martial arts and handling cases for many years, so his physique is naturally better than Fu Mingsui, but his forehead is already covered with sweat. "The person next to Miss Lian is her servant, a little silly, named He Shiqi." Fu Mingrui stopped talking here and did not tell his elder brother that it was He Shiqi who scared away his six assassins.
Fu Mingsu nodded slightly, with a hint of curiosity: "You have joined forces with them this time. Can you find out what these nine sects are doing?"
Fu Mingrui paused, frowning. Fu Mingsu saw that Fu Mingrui knew, so he also stopped and looked at him. Fu Mingrui hesitated for a long time, but still raised his hand and patted Fu Mingsu's shoulder: "Brother, some things are better not known. Knowing them will only make you regret it." After saying this, Fu Mingrui sighed and walked forward again.
Fu Mingsu looked at Fu Mingrui's back. Although he felt itchy in his heart and was even more curious about Jiumen, he should be sure that what Jiumen did would not harm the interests of their Fu family. Otherwise, his second brother would not have kept silent for the sake of the family's interests.
"Where is my son's body?!" Ma Guanqun was anxious, panting. They had already reached the depths of the forest in the western suburbs. There were trees everywhere, with lush branches and leaves that blocked out the sun, making it difficult to tell the direction. (To be continued)