After reuniting with Wanren Palace, Wan Zhuyun was relieved to find that the Wulin League's troops had indeed calmed down a lot. The gunpowder barrels that were stiff with their necks on weekdays had now turned into damp duds, and could not even make a sound when thrown into the firewood pile.
Zhao Ming preached: "It's too quiet."
Zhu Yanyin sat by the fire, poking the ashes with a small stick, wondering: "Why do you think it's too much?"
"Being quiet at best means not fighting among the people, but it doesn't mean that they dare not even speak." Zhao Mingchuan whispered, "Palace Master Li seems to be looking at you."
"Hmm?" Zhu Yanyin turned around.
Li Sui withdrew his gaze, stood up and left the boulder, as if there was no warmth or ruthlessness.
Zhu Yanyin: “…”
At this time, Zhu Zhang just brought two boxes of barbecue rice: "There is nothing good to eat when camping outdoors, so you and Young Master Zhao can just make do with one bite first."
Zhao Mingchuan looked at the thinly sliced wild boar meat still sizzling in the food box and sighed, "This is not just a makeshift dish. It can be placed in the Eight Immortals House and used for a banquet. Uncle Zhang is too polite."
"Brother Mingchuan, take your time eating." Zhu Yanyin picked up another box, "I'll go see Doctor Jiang."
Zhu Zhang said: "The doctor has already eaten it, young master, you still—"
Before he could finish his words, the young master had already run away without leaving even a trace.
The loyal old butler sighed and wondered why he liked to travel more and more recently. Alas, the world of martial arts.
Li Sui walked alone through one bonfire after another. The hem of his black clothes brought up a slight breeze, creating strings of crackling sparks in the night sky.
Even the crackling sounds could be heard, which showed how quiet the scene was. Almost everyone was watching their noses and hearts, fearing that if they raised their heads carelessly, they would have a deadly stare-in with the devil, feeling that half their lives could be lost on the spot.
Zhu Yanyin was running towards this side: "Palace Master Li!"
Li Sui stopped.
Zhu Yanyin ran out of breath, holding a food box in his hand: "Have you eaten?"
Li Sui: “Yes.”
That's how the sky was talked to death.
But the second son of Zhu might have learned some way to revive the dead after hanging out with the miracle doctor for a few days, so he just pretended not to hear the "yes" and handed over the food box. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a snow-white wrist, which was still wrapped in bandages and faintly stained with blood.
Li Sui frowned: "Injured?"
Zhu Yanyin forced himself not to lose face: "Yes, I cut it myself."
And it wasn't because he was peeling pears, but because he wanted to show Zhao Mingchuan how sharp the Duanxue was. As a result, he demonstrated too successfully and blood spurted out on the spot.
Li Sui Leng said, "Give me the knife."
Zhu Yanyin obediently took out Duanxue from his sleeve.
After Li Sui took it, he casually inserted it into the leather buckle at his waist. His movement was done in one go without any hesitation, and it was very natural.
I wish Second Young Master was not on guard at all, that thing seems to be mine
Li Sui asked: "Anything else?"
Zhu Yanyin: “No, no.”
He originally just wanted to deliver barbecue rice, but ended up sending out a dagger in a daze. Before going to bed, Second Master Zhu reflected on his mistakes and came to the conclusion that it was all Zhao Mingchuan's fault, otherwise how could he have been injured
Young Master Zhao spat out blood on the spot.
The Zhu family’s carriage was luxurious, and sleeping in the wild was not uncomfortable, but the conditions of other sects were not so good. When they set out on the road the next day, many people were yawning.
Zhu Yanyin and Zhao Mingchuan rode through the team, intending to go to the spacious area ahead, but they saw two people walking on the side of the road and almost fell down, so they stopped and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Nothing." The two men were familiar with Mingjian Sect and replied while stretching lazily, "I just don't have the energy."
Zhao Mingchuan joked: "A few days ago, you were still shouting and killing the Weihe Gang, but now you have lost your spirit?"
"…" The two looked at Zhu Yanyin and answered devoutly, "It may be because I have been with Wanren Palace day and night recently, and I have been affected. Every time I think of Palace Master Li, my heart feels vast and exciting. I often can't sleep at night and just want to practice diligently."
Mr. Zhu: There’s no need to be so fake.
At the end of the team, Jiang Shenglin was also catching up on horseback.
Li Sui asked: "Have you found out?"
"Yes." Jiang Shenglin said, "During this period of time, someone has been adding soul-chasing grass to their diet. This medicine is originally used to refresh the mind and improve eyesight. It is non-toxic, but only half a penny is enough to cure the disease. If taken in excess, it will make the mind anxious, irritable, and completely lose reason. As for the sudden fatigue and trance of everyone in the past few days, it is because the soul-chasing grass has been discontinued and they cannot adapt for a while." It is estimated that the return of Wanren Palace has made the mastermind behind the scenes a little fearful.
Li Sui's eyes were still on the convoy not far away: "Is there any hope?"
"No need to save him. After a while, the remaining drug in his body will wear off and he will recover on his own." Jiang Shenglin said, "But even the cunning leader Wan didn't notice it. How did you guess that someone poisoned him right away?"
Li Sui said: "Although the Wulin Alliance is useless, they are not so useless that they would draw their swords and fight to the death just because of a pot and a fire."
Jiang Shenglin looked forward in the direction he was pointing: "That's Shangru Villa, their team is not big." Du Yafeng claimed that she had a strange disease, which she infected her three sons. Everyone was unlucky and couldn't get up, so they only sent a hall master this time, named Du Qian. As his name suggests, he is really the accountant of the family. He knows nothing about martial arts and can only nod his head during meetings. He is good at this and that, and can't offer any useful suggestions. However, because he pays quickly, the other sects can tolerate him.
Li Sui rode his horse forward.
Master Du of Shangru Villa was yawning in the carriage. When he heard the wind brushing past his ears, he just raised his eyelids and took a look.
"drive!"
Kicking the Snow Black Horse ran like lightning and thunder, and its hooves arrogantly raised a cloud of dust, which made the snow-white horses and the snow-white young masters in Jiangnan sneeze together.
…
Three days later, they arrived at another city. Because there were many wells in the city, it was called Wanjing City. It was not as prosperous as Baitou City, but there were many inns and taverns, so it was quite lively.
Wanren Palace and Zhu Mansion were still connected. Zhu Yanyin was tired from traveling during the day, and was about to go to bed early after dinner, but Zhu Xiaosui's sad voice came from outside the door: "Palace Master Li, it's so late." Why are you here again
Zhu Yanyin opened the door. He had just finished bathing, so he was dressed lightly, with an outer robe wrapped over his pajamas, which made his figure look even thinner.
Although Zhu Xiaosui really hoped that Palace Master Li would have something to say standing at the door, the reason why hope is called hope is that although it is beautiful, it is not easy to achieve, so he had to watch his own master let the big devil into the room, feeling very depressed.
Zhu Yanyin found a wooden hairpin and tied up her half-damp black hair. She then asked the servants to bring in a pot of tea and asked, "Palace Master Li, do you want to talk to me about something?"
Li Sui handed him a dagger, the white one that broke snow.
Zhu Yanyin thought, great, you finally got tired of playing with it, I still like this knife very much.
Palace Master Li still had a fierce expression of "I am super cold" and said, "I am blunt."
Zhu Yanyin: “?”
He pulled out the blade and looked at it, and was shocked. Is this what is called blunting? It has clearly become a thin iron chopstick!
Li Sui actually wanted to leave some shape of the knife for him, but Duanxue was too thin. From the edge upwards, there was no thick place. Considering that this snow-white fool might cut himself off while cutting... it ended up like this.
Zhu Yanyin: “…”
Li Sui raised his head, drank a cup of tea, and left. No need to thank me.
I wish the second young master is still heartbroken, my knife.
Zhu Xiaosui poked his head in and said, "Sir, would you like to take a rest?"
Zhu Yanyin said "Oh" listlessly and planned to ask someone to buy him a new one.
Zhu Xiaosui made the bed for him swiftly and dried his hair carefully. "You don't have to get up early tomorrow. All the sects will need to replenish their food and grass here. You can sleep a little longer. I heard that there is an ancient well hundreds of years old in the city. It is very large. There are also many wineries nearby that specialize in making flower wine. Why not buy some and send them back to Jiangnan so that the people in the mansion can taste it."
With a big family and a big business, one also has a lot of social skills. Although Zhu Xiaosui is young, she is very proficient in this aspect. Zhu Yanyin responded, pulled the quilt over his chin, thought about his worries for a while, and fell asleep unknowingly.
There was also a big well in the dream.
It was pitch black, and a group of people were shouting loudly, "Well, well!"
What's so exciting about a well? The second son of Zhu was annoyed by the noise and reached out to cover his ears, but accidentally hit the bedpost.
"Hiss..."
Zhu Yanyin sat up in pain. The lamp beside the bed was still flickering faintly. The sound of the well just now was just a dream, but the voice in her ears had not disappeared.
"Quick! Go to Shuijingfang!"
"Someone come!"
"Hurry up and catch up!"
There was a huge noise outside.
Zhu Yanyin ran to the window in soft shoes. The torches on the street formed a dragon. Those who didn't know the situation might think it was the fifteenth night of the first lunar month. But upon closer inspection, it was different from the lantern parade. Everyone looked panicked. Something big had happened.
The body was found in the well.
A few days ago, three of the four young men from famous families who said they were going to visit Master Chan Ji were strangled to death and thrown into an ancient well. If a few wild dogs had not smelled the stench tonight and were barking around the well, I'm afraid no one would have noticed even if they had turned into bones.
Zhu Yanyin was surprised: "Dead?"
"Yes, it's very tragic." Zhu Xiaosui said, "There is only one person named Liu Xiyang who has not been found. I don't know if he escaped by luck, or if he is the murderer, or if he has been killed and thrown into another well. Anyway, everyone is looking for him now, and the government has also sent out yamen runners."
Zhu Yanyin took the outer robe and said, "I'll go over and take a look."
Zhu Xiaosui was shocked. "This matter has nothing to do with us. Dead people are unlucky. It might even involve the Burning Fire Palace. Why are you joining in the fun, young master?"
Zhu Yanyin hastily tied his belt: "I don't want to join in either."
But Tan Shuqiu was also out with the four unlucky guys. Now that there was a murder case, how could the Canglang Gang escape? According to Tan Shuqiu's personality, he might have been scared into a coward, or even worse, he might be accused of being the murderer. He still had to go over to take a look at the situation.
Zhu Xiaosui couldn't persuade him, so he had to order all the servants to follow him. When Zhu Yanyin went out, he bumped into Li Sui who was walking downstairs.
"… "
"Sir, the carriage is ready." Zhu Zhang squeezed over and asked, "Shall we set off now?"
Li Sui didn't really understand this old man. He wasn't responsible for a bunch of rules regarding eating and drinking, but he ignored them when he should. Why did they want everyone to go see a dead body in the middle of the night
Zhu Yanyin explained: "I want to go see Young Master Tan. He seems to be staying at the Zhaofu Inn."
"I'm afraid we've already reached the crime scene." Li Sui turned around and said, "Let's go."
Zhu Yanyin agreed and trotted after him.
The night is cold.
There were still many sects outside, and the place was blocked. No matter how big or small the carriages prepared by the Zhu Mansion were, they could not be driven.
Li Sui carried Zhu Yanyin onto his horse and galloped towards Shuijingfang.
The streets are full of sparkling fire dragons.