Dongluo Mountain is half a day's journey from Tianmu Lake.
The most important thing is that Xia Ji knows that there is a "gate" into the Wu family hidden in Dongluo Mountain.
"Go to Dongluo Mountain."
Nian Ying responded, whipping up his horse.
Two yellow and brown horses pulled the carriage south.
At dusk, the carriage passed through a small town.
This is a peaceful town, peaceful and even smelling of fragrance.
Nian Ying's eyes turned. The source of this fragrance was the many small carts on the roadside. The stalls of these small carts were cooking some ordinary food such as barbecue and braised food.
But the fragrance wafting out is a strange fragrance, which makes people stop and move their index fingers.
Xia Ji was not indifferent to the fireworks of the world, he also smelled the fragrance, so he stopped the carriage, took some broken silver, opened the curtain and got out of the car.
Stopped at a stall.
"Boss, how did you sell it?"
"Three copper coins are used for a bunch of vegetables, and ten copper coins are used for a bunch of meat."
"Why does it smell so good?"
The boss behind the cart smiled and said, "Local secret recipe."
Xia Ji smiled and had no intention of asking. He just took out some broken silver and said, "Here are two hundred strings, put them on both sides."
The boss's eyes lit up. He couldn't tell that this man with an elegant temperament was also a foodie. It was really a big business. He quickly became enthusiastic.
Nian Ying stood beside Xia Ji, her heart filled with novelty.
The streets are full of fireworks, the night market is full of oil stains and earthy smell, and the shouts of people are everywhere,
The boss with a shiny face is busy turning the skewers so that they are evenly heated.
The oil droplets were frying with a beeping sound, exuding a meaty smell mixed with a strange aroma.
The bright moon has appeared in the west, and although the sky is not yet completely dark, it is getting closer.
From time to time, men and women pass by in groups on the not-so-wide street.
And the teacher mingled among these mortals, waiting to be eaten.
Nian Ying couldn't help but feel funny in her heart.
Such a mythical teacher actually has such a delicious and ordinary side.
A smile appeared on her lips, but when she glanced away again, her eyes couldn't help but condense again, and the smile disappeared.
The white hair in her black hair has fallen like snow, reminding her and others that the teacher is no longer young.
He stood in the noisy street...
Alone...
Nian Ying leaned against him again, thinking that at worst she would stay on Jinghu Island and accompany her teacher for the rest of her life.
Just as he was thinking about it, there were sounds of angry cursing and then the sounds of chasing and running in the street.
The two subconsciously turned their heads slightly and saw an unkempt little beggar holding two skewers in both hands and running wildly, while two tall and strong men were chasing after the little beggar.
The strong man chased and shouted: "Little thief, let's see if I catch you or not!"
The little beggar ate very quickly. While eating the skewers dexterously, he was running in the alley very lightly.
The two strong men chased him for a while, then lost him. They yelled a few harsh words angrily, and then returned helplessly.
Xia Ji looked at this scene, smiled and shook his head, feeling a little more relaxed. When he was thinking about arranging the world, it turned out that there were still many people in the world who were working hard for a few kebabs.
"Sir, your two hundred skewers are ready."
Xia Ji came to his senses and took the skewers from the fireworks mixed with the smell of carbon.
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the street in the distance:
"It's on fire, it's on fire."
The voice was extremely shrill, as if fire was burning on the speaker.
He and Nian Ying turned to look.
And just as they turned their heads, a small black hand silently climbed to the side of the skewers he had packed.
With a deft flick of his fingers, he caught more than a dozen skewers.
Those five fingers lifted it up carefully,
If there is no accident, Xia Ji's packaged skewers will be much less in the next second.
But an accident happened,
Xia Ji pushed with his hand.
He handed the whole bag containing a hundred skewers out and stuffed it into his little black hand.
The little thief got a hundred skewers directly.
Xia Ji lowered his head slightly, and the little beggar was indeed in his sight.
This was obviously a young girl. Her face was very dirty, as if it had been smeared with coal, but her eyes were very bright and sparkling, and she had an indescribable quirkiness.
Xia Ji threw another small purse to her and said with a smile: "Go and pay back the money over there, and don't steal it again in the future."
The little beggar was not polite and took the money bag directly. He smiled and showed two rows of shell-like teeth, "Uncle, who are you?"
She asked as she ate the kebabs, her cheeks bulging.
At this time, a white parrot flew from a distance, landed on her shoulder, glanced at Xia Ji, and said in a bird's voice: "Uncle, who are you?"
Obviously, the sound of "fire" was made by the white parrot, and it was perfect for one person and one bird to cooperate in the theft.
The little beggar held out a bunch of roasted peppers as a reward, and the white parrot ate it with relish. After eating, he shouted "Ah", obviously feeling too spicy.
Everyone in the town soon discovered the prank, and the original tense atmosphere suddenly turned into resentment and accusation. Some stall owners who had been stolen by the little beggar chased after him.
The little beggar made a face at Xia Ji and ran away.
Afterwards, she grabbed the money bag given by Xia Ji and went around in circles, dodging as much as possible in the crowd. At the same time, she grabbed a few coins and threw them at the stall where she had stolen them. After doing this, she Giggling, he ran away.
The white parrot flapped its wings and shouted behind her, "The wind is blowing hard, let's run~~".
After a while, she shouted again: "Little lady, wait for Sajia, wait for Sajia"
One person and one bird, full of joy.
Nian Ying couldn't help laughing, "What kind of slang did this girl teach me?"
Xia Ji gave her half of the skewers: "Half is missing."
Nian Ying said: "The teacher's hundred skewers were actually ordered for her."
"Ghost girl, you understand." Xia Ji smiled and sat back in the car.
The two of them did not stay in this small town.
Instead, he took advantage of the moonlight and continued towards Dongluo Mountain.
After traveling all night, Xia Ji arrived at the northern foot of Dongluo Mountain on the eve of dawn and arrived at the location specified on the note.
The northern foot of Dongluo Mountain is very desolate and remote, but it is not big.
Xia Ji searched briefly and found Ru Mengxue.
But it was a dead Ru Mengxue.
She lay in a dilapidated cabin surrounded by dead leaves.
The wound was strange, as if some kind of death force had invaded half of the body.
She also held a knife in her hand. There was blood on the knife, and jagged ripples were smeared on the edge.
"Nian Ying! Check her body and belongings."
"is teacher."
Nian Ying bent down and carefully searched Ru Mengxue's body.
Xia Ji, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the dead woman, sighing secretly in his heart.
Scenes of the two of them having crossed paths flashed through their minds, but when they met again, it was already like this.
But Ru Mengxue is not a simple woman, and her death must have deep meaning.
While thinking about it, Nian Ying suddenly shouted:
"Teacher, there is a letter."
"Show it to me."
Nian Ying handed over the letter.
Xia Ji took it and spread it out.
The letter was still stained with blood, and it was unclear whether it belonged to Ru Mengxue or the enemy she had wounded.
The words on the letter are very interesting.
In short, the Wu family persuaded Ru Mengxue to surrender, letting her stay with the Su family and secretly sabotage her.
The wording perfectly fits the incident of "Qing Wang's sudden death".
Xia Ji grabbed the envelope and his expression changed.
If he is just a disciple of an aristocratic family, then because of the constraints of perspective, he may think that "the Wu family surrendered Ru Mengxue and asked her to cause trouble for the Su family, so Ru Mengxue killed King Qing, and the Wu family used this as an excuse to bring Ru Mengxue to justice." Let the other four major families come to trouble the Su family."
Then, as a disciple of a noble family, he should investigate.
Because "the new king comes to power" is a big deal, the Wu family will not kill King Qing just because of this internal conflict.
Then, his eyes fell on the letter, the knife, and the wound.
The wound was corrosive, typical of the Wu family.
There is blood on the knife, and in this era blood homology exists, and blood can be tested.
Xia Ji didn't know why, but he was sure almost instantly that the blood was that of the Wu family.
How did Ru Mengxue do it
He didn't understand it for the moment.
So the next question is, why would the Wu family do this
There is no answer.
Because the person who knows the answer is Ru Mengxue, and Ru Mengxue is dead, or was killed and silenced.
Ru Mengxue was lying there, but she had already weaved a web.
Xia Ji thought about it carefully and realized that the reason why he met the Ghost Emperor was entirely because the Wu family showed up during An Xun's wedding, but the scene was also filled with Ru Mengxue.
This matter must have something to do with her. After all, he had also questioned the shadowless ghost servant, and the ghost servant said he had received the news.
Where did this news come from
A flash of admiration flashed in Xia Ji's eyes.
This woman hates the family and fate, so she would rather die than obey the arrangements.
Before she died, she used her life to act out a show and set up a trap in order to divide the family.
This game is both a conspiracy and a conspiracy. It is a conspiracy that is destined to succeed and cannot be explained clearly.
Because the Su and Wu families have been in conflict for a long time, and King Qing’s role as a whetstone is also a certainty. Coupled with the five-year agreement, various conflicts...
Her death was like a splash of hot oil poured into the fire.
It is destined to push the conflict between the two families to the peak.
And this was the beginning of the chaos in the family.
If he is really a disciple of an aristocratic family, then he will passively accept all this.
But he is not, he is the Shenwu King, and he is also eager to split the family, and to completely pull those nine people down.
He received the letter.
Looking at this strange woman who died, she said softly in her heart: I will continue to push forward the trap you set.
In fact, being in your position, being able to do this is already a genius.
There is a reincarnation platform in this world. It is not functioning now, but it may not be the same in a thousand years. Now that the grudges in this life are settled, rest in peace.
Xia Ji finished thinking,
He walked out of the house, took out a long tube, and pointed it at the oppressive sky that had not yet been illuminated.
A dazzling light flew out from the long tube, exploding into bright and sky-covering sparks at a very high altitude. The sparks were high and rising like wolf smoke.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of sparks exploded in the distance,
In this way, the group headed north.
This is the family’s way of lighting the “beacon tower”.
Don't take it lightly unless it's an important, urgent or major matter.
Xia Ji sat among the autumn leaves outside the house, and Nian Ying stood behind him.
Dawn comes,
Arrive at noon.
Because of the distance issue, the Wu family was the first to show up.
Xia Ji sighed secretly in his heart, Ru Mengxue's calculations were really accurate.
Although her plan has not yet been fully revealed, she already knew that the people who came to investigate were the Su family, and the Wu family would be the first to arrive, and this would most likely lead to a pre-confrontation.
Although she is dead, she is still controlling the situation.
And he also became a pawn in this game.
But this was the situation Xia Ji was looking forward to, and he was naturally happy.
It can be said that Ru Mengxue set up the first half of this game, or was a trigger, and he will direct the second half of the game, or the split of the entire family.
This was also a tacit understanding that Ru Mengxue had never thought of.
When the Wu family disciples approached, someone recognized Xia Ji and said directly: "Feng Nanbei, why did you light the beacon tower? What's the big deal?"
Another person said: "Is it because of King Qing's sudden death? Why? You found an excuse so quickly?"
Another person said: "Even if you find it, do you think we will believe it? The Su family chose you, it's really humbling... Good choice, good choice! In terms of strength, you can't break through the eleventh realm. In terms of doing things, you can do it What's going on, haha."
Nian Ying's expression turned cold. Anyone who insults his teacher will die.
She lifted the handle of the knife with her left hand and moved forward.
"Don't move." Xia Ji stopped her, then looked at the Wu family disciples and asked calmly: "Is anyone in your Wu family injured?"
Someone said: "Junior Brother Wu Zhao, yesterday he was..."
He was only halfway through his words when he suddenly paused: "Feng Nanbei, what do you mean?"
Xia Jidao: "It's not interesting, your Wu family has done a good job!"
The Wu family disciples looked at each other, and suddenly they rushed to the hut behind Xia Ji. When they opened the door, they saw a noble lady lying in the hut. The lady's death method was very familiar. She was almost the same as their Wu family. Family's murderous methods.
In addition, the lady was holding a knife with blood on it.
The Wu family disciple immediately said: "Junior brother Wu Zhao was not hurt by her."
Xia Jidao: "Do you believe me?"
"Then why do you believe it?"
"Blood test."
"Blood? Are you crazy? Why should we shed blood?"
Xia Ji directly grabbed the blood-stained letter from his arms and spread it on the table. Several Wu family disciples suddenly became quiet and leaned over to read it.
When I saw it, the expressions of some of them changed drastically, because this letter was really written by the Wu family...
He made an extremely quick decision, and struck at the letter with lightning speed.
But Xia Ji seemed to have been prepared for a long time, waiting for him to catch him like this.
So before his fingers touched the letter, he retracted his hand, rolled the letter into his sleeve, and stored it in the storage space.
Then, he smiled and said: "It's not enough to kill people and silence them. Do we also need to destroy the evidence?"
The other Wu family disciples were also speechless. Seeing their companions' actions, they obviously understood that the letter was true.
The man failed, and snorted coldly: "I am Wu Ying, the deacon of the Wu family. Feng Nanbei, if you return this letter to me, the Wu family will not pursue the matter of King Qing's sudden death."
Xia Ji smiled and asked: "Is it exposed?"