The cold wind blew the snowflakes.
People are hurrying on the street.
The street vendors were wrapped tightly but still shivering from the cold.
Lane 18 in the south of the city, at an intersection not far away.
The shoemaker, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, was still sitting there, hunched over, carefully mending the worn-out shoes in his hands.
As Luo Qingzhou passed by him, he asked, "Can the clothes be mended?"
The shoemaker heard the voice, raised his head, and revealed a stubble-covered face. He shook his head and said, "I only know how to mend shoes."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and left with Fengxue.
At the entrance of the alley, Sister Dao, with her silver hair tied into a ponytail and wearing a white fur coat, was holding a pancake wrapped in oil paper in her hand. She was leaning against the wall, standing there calmly, watching the snowflakes falling in front of her.
When Luo Qingzhou walked over, she raised her head, met his eyes, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Here, it's still hot."
Sister Dao handed the pancake in her hand to him.
Luo Qingzhou took it and slowly opened the oil paper wrapping it, revealing a golden pancake that was still steaming and sprinkled with chopped green onions and eggs.
He lowered his head, took a bite, looked at her and said, "Did Senior Sister spread it yourself?"
Sister Dao smiled and nodded, "Of course, how does it taste?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "It smells delicious, much better than the one your father prepared."
Sister Dao smiled and said nothing more.
Luo Qingzhou took another bite and looked at her and said, "Senior Sister, you look good today. You didn't have a nightmare last night, did you?"
Sister Dao said: "No, I slept well last night."
Luo Qingzhou turned around and said, "Let's go to the martial arts hall."
Sister Dao stood there, not moving.
Luo Qingzhou walked a few steps, then stopped, turned his head and looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Sister Dao looked at him and said, "I have something to do today, so I won't go. You go by yourself."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "What's the matter? Do you need my help?"
Sister Dao paused for a moment and smiled, "No, I can handle it myself."
Luo Qingzhou stared at her for a few more seconds and said, "Senior sister, you are dressed very beautifully today, even wearing rouge and powder. Are you going on a blind date?"
Sister Dao raised her eyebrows and said, "Why should I tell you?"
Luo Qingzhou sighed and said, "I'm going on a blind date, but I don't know which bastard will get me."
Sister Dao smiled and said, "Anyway, it won't be easy for you, so go away."
Luo Qingzhou nodded, waved his hand, and left quickly while eating the cake.
Sister Dao looked at his back, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she suddenly shouted again: "Chu Feiyang!"
The shoemaker on the street not far away looked up.
Luo Qingzhou stopped and turned to look at her: "Senior Sister, is there anything else?"
Sister Dao looked at him, was silent for a moment, shook her head, and said, "It's okay, I just want to tell you that with your talent and status, you are actually not suitable for training in a martial arts hall. I think you should go to a sect."
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "I will go, but not now."
Sister Dao moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end. She just said, "Chu Feiyang, I believe you can succeed, and no one can stop you."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Thank you, Senior Sister. I'm sure you can do it... No, I hope your blind date today won't be successful. Otherwise, no one will bring me cakes in the future, and no one will accompany me to the martial arts hall. After all, if you have a significant other, you won't be able to touch anyone."
Sister Dao laughed and said, "You have so many significant others, but I've never seen you avoid physical contact with men or women."
Luo Qingzhou said: "I'm different. I'm too good. My partner doesn't dare to say anything bad about me, or I'll divorce her. Senior sister is different. She finally succeeded in a blind date, so she definitely doesn't dare to make her partner angry, otherwise she'll be single again, right?"
Sister Dao laughed and said, "Chu Feiyang, you are so shameless!"
"Senior sister, bye!"
Luo Qingzhou waved his hand, put the last bite of the biscuit into his mouth, then strode away and soon disappeared in the wind and snow in the distance.
Sister Dao was still standing at the entrance of the alley, smiling as she watched his back disappear.
But as she laughed, her face became filled with tears.
She stood there for a long time before she wiped away her tears and walked resolutely into the deep alley in the cold wind and snow...
Luo Qingzhou walked in the wind and snow and soon arrived at the martial arts hall.
After saying hello to Zhou Boyue and a few others and paying his respects to Sun Jiang, he went to the martial arts training ground in the back and began to practice the Vajra Fist.
The Vajra Fist has been practiced to perfection.
Today’s boxing gloves not only have amazing defensive capabilities, but are also more powerful.
After reaching the realm of Great Martial Master, his fist light could already fly out from his fist, and even without touching the enemy's weapon or body, he could still hit the enemy hard.
In the morning, he practiced the Vajra Fist, the Mountain-Shaking Fist, the Bull Demon Magic Skill, the Thunder Fist, and even the Plum Blossom Fist several times.
Now the lightning in the root of thunder spirit in his body can be mobilized at any time.
Killing someone with a punch can destroy their soul directly. It is simple and quick. There is no need to wait for the opponent to die and his soul to leave his body before taking action.
After lunch.
In the afternoon, he went to the training ground at the back again. After observing that there was no one around, he separated his mind from his body and practiced flying swords, controlling objects, and possessing bodies.
There was still about half an hour until evening.
He jumped out directly from the wall behind him, and then followed the previously planned route, holding an oil-paper umbrella to cover his face, and hurried all the way, and got on a carriage on the street.
The cold wind was howling and the snowflakes were flying.
There were few pedestrians on the street, only the vendors huddled in the corner, continuing to guard their stalls.
The carriage quickly entered the inner city.
Luo Qingzhou, wearing a straw hat and holding an oil-paper umbrella, got off the carriage and entered the alley next to it.
Then, he distracted himself and observed in mid-air while running quickly in the alley.
Soon, he came to the alley behind the Zhongwu Earl's Mansion.
In the garbage pile in the corner, several fat rats were crawling around.
Half of Luo Qingzhou's soul suddenly pounced over.
A fat rat froze and stood still for a few breaths. It then turned around and crawled into Chengguo Mansion through a hole in the corner of the wall.
Soon, the mouse's body began to swell, and its eyes began to turn red, as if they were about to burst.
At this moment, a maid came out from the round door next to her, carrying a basket and holding an umbrella.
The mouse's bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up, and it rushed over with a "whoosh".
The maid saw the mouse rushing towards her and was about to scream, but suddenly her body shook, her eyes widened, her mouth opened, and she froze in place without moving.
After counting the breaths.
She continued walking forward, holding an umbrella and carrying a basket of vegetables.
The fat mouse collapsed on the spot for a while, blinked confusedly, looked around, and then quickly slipped away along the corner of the wall.
The maid carried the vegetable basket and went to the kitchen. When she put down the vegetables, a fine powder that was invisible to the naked eye flew out from her body.
After saying hello to the others, she left, holding her stomach.
When passing through a corridor, two guards holding knives passed by her. Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps, their bodies were suddenly shocked and they froze in place. Then they looked down and saw a bloody hole suddenly appeared at their chest.
The hearts of both men were pierced instantly, and blood gushed out.
The two of them froze in place for a few seconds, and suddenly their eyes went dark, and they fell to the ground...
The maid walked along the way, silently sprinkling the colorless and odorless powder, and went to the back garden.
The maids and servants they met on the road all fainted quickly.
The guard they encountered was silently pierced through the heart by the flying sword and died instantly.
Luo Qingzhou jumped into the garden from the back door.
Then, he followed the maid and walked towards the mansion.
The maid was familiar with the route. She moved forward and accurately found the other guards in the mansion. She first passed by them, silently spreading pollen, and then attacked with a flying sword, delivering a fatal blow.
If the guard's cultivation level was too high and his attack missed, Luo Qingzhou would suddenly rush out from behind, smash the opponent's throat with one punch, and then kill him with another punch.
The two of them moved silently in the underworld, one in front and one behind, as if there was no one there.
In the west courtyard.
The yard was covered with snowflakes, and the branches and flowers were all covered in white.
Wang was standing in the corridor, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea in her hand, staring at the snowflakes under the eaves in a daze.
In the study, Luo Yannian was looking at the account book.
The room was silent except for the sounds of an abacus and turning pages.
After checking the account book, Luo Yannian raised his head and looked at the figure outside the window. He was stunned for a moment, then got up, walked out of the house and came to the corridor.
Wang heard the footsteps, turned around, and said with a smile: "Master, I just made tea for you, but I didn't go in because I saw you were busy."
Luo Yannian took the teacup from her hand, looked at her and said, "Are you thinking of Yu'er again?"
The smile on Wang's face gradually faded. She looked at the snowflakes under the eaves and sighed, "This time last year, Yu'er was still preparing for the exam. Even when it was snowing, he was sweating all over and practicing hard in the yard..."
Luo Yannian was silent for a moment, then he opened the cup lid, took a sip of tea, and said, "It's all in the past, don't think about it anymore. We still have Changtian, he will treat you well."
Wang whispered, "That's my own flesh and blood. How can I not miss it? What's more..."
She turned her head and looked at him, trembling, "Master, the murderer who killed Yu'er has not been found yet. Even if Yu'er is in the underworld, she can't rest in peace. As a mother, I can't rest in peace either."
Luo Yannian looked at the falling snow in the courtyard and said, "Don't worry, Changtian will definitely find the murderer. When the time comes, we will personally watch Changtian take action and chop the murderer into pieces to offer a sacrifice to Yu'er's spirit in heaven."
Wang's fingernails almost sank into her flesh, her eyes red as she said, "Master, besides the Qin family, who else could it be? But the Qin family has the support of the eldest princess. Even if Changtian wants to investigate, he doesn't know when he can find out..."
At this point, she suddenly gritted her teeth, her eyes full of resentment: "I really want to kill all the men, women, old and young in the Qin family right away to avenge my poor Yu'er! No, I want to sell all those bitches in the Qin family to brothels, let thousands of people ride on them, and tens of thousands of people humiliate them, to vent my hatred!"
Luo Yannian frowned, looked at her and said, "Did you send someone to cause trouble at the Qin family's clothing workshop recently?"
Wang gritted her teeth and said, "I will make it impossible for them to do any business in Kyoto! I will destroy their families!"
Luo Yannian looked at the resentment on her face and fell silent.
Wang said bitterly, "And that little bastard, a lowly thing that crawled out of the mud, actually dreamed of passing the imperial examination. He's dreaming! I'll let Changtian torture him to death!"
Luo Yannian glanced at her and was about to speak, but suddenly turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the courtyard.
A familiar figure in a Confucian robe walked slowly in from the doorway against the wind and snow.
Luo Yannian was stunned for a moment, and the tea in his hand rippled slightly.
Wang seemed to have sensed something was wrong as well. She raised her head and looked towards the door through the falling snow. Her eyes suddenly shrank.
"I came here today because I have a question for you."
A gentle and elegant young scholar in a Confucian robe walked slowly out of the wind and snow, stopped in the middle of the courtyard, and looked at them calmly.
"Did you kill my mother?"
"I want to hear your answers in person."