"I don't believe it!" Ye Wuji said firmly.
"Oh?" Aslan raised an eyebrow, "Don't many people think that Quan Gongyuan was killed by someone from my Guhui sect? Why don't you believe it?"
"This is not like your behavior." Ye Wuji said. For some reason, even though Aslan had repeatedly harmed her and she almost lost her life, she always felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy every time she saw him. Ye Wuji intuitively believed that the murderer of this incident was not Aslan. .
"You know me well." Aslan stretched out a finger and flicked the tip of Ye Wuji's sword. "Can you move the sword away? I won't feel comfortable talking like this."
"You promise not to do anything again."
"This is a bit difficult." Before Aslan finished speaking, Ye Wuji's sword gesture was about to move forward.
"Okay, okay, I promise you. Whatever you say is fine!" Aslan's tone sounded as if Ye Wuji was an unreasonable child.
Ye Wuji glared at him, withdrew his sword and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will report you to Qi Heng?"
"You won't." Aslan said confidently, "If you report me, you won't be Ye Wuji."
Ye Wuji snorted coldly, turned around and sat down at the table, pouring himself a cup of tea. Aslan also sat down, handed her the tea cup, and said unceremoniously: "Hey, pour me a cup too."
"You don't have hands yourself?" Ye Wuji rolled his eyes at him, but still picked up the pot and poured him a cup of tea.
"Do you want to know who the murderer is?" Aslan blinked at Ye Wuji.
"Will you tell me?"
"Of course - I refuse!"
"Then what nonsense are you talking about?"
"But, except that I can't tell you the murderer, you can ask me anything else!" Aslan hinted.
After Ye Wuji was silent for a moment, he asked, "Does anyone else know your identity besides me?"
"Nothing."
"So, if others find out, what will be the consequences?"
Aslan smiled and said: "I'm afraid you and I will both die."
Ye Wuji thought for a while and then said: "I understand."
"What do you understand?" Aslanqi asked.
Ye Wuji smiled brightly at Aslan and said, "What do you think?"
Aslan smiled and tapped her with his finger: "You really don't want to suffer at all."
Ye Wuji was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.
"Wuji, are you asleep?" Zhan Qingfeng's voice sounded outside the door.
Ye Wuji stepped forward, opened the door, and came forward.
"Brother Zhan, what's the matter?"
"Did I bother you?" Zhan Qingfeng said slightly apologetically.
"No. I haven't rested yet!"
"I shouldn't have come to see you so late." Zhan Qingfeng hesitated, "It's just that after dinner, junior brother...Ren Xingyan came to see me. We had a fight."
"He still dares to come to you!" Ye Wuji said angrily, "According to me, you should fight him out when you see him!"
"Alas -" Zhan Qingfeng sighed, "After all, he is... Alas, in short, after we had a fight, he ran away. Just now, Mu Jiangzi came to me and said that he never returned to the yard."
"Perhaps it's because you're angry that you want to stay outside longer?"
"I know who he is. He has always been timid. Two people just died. How dare he stay outside for too long. Logically speaking, he should have gone back to the house immediately. I was afraid that something would happen to him, so I thought Please Wuji, please come with me to find him."
"There is no need to say please for such a trivial matter. It just so happens that I still have someone here." Ye Wuji looked at Aslan who was sitting in the room and pretending to be a lady, "You come and help find someone too!"
Ye Wuji, Zhan Qingfeng, and Aslan looked for people in three directions.
Ye Wuji looked in the direction of the vegetable garden to the east. There was a woodshed next to the vegetable garden. In the middle of the night, the woodshed was pitch black. Ye Wuji lit a fire and walked into the woodshed.
"Is there anyone there?" Ye Wuji shouted. Naturally, no one in the woodshed would answer her. She held the sword tightly in one hand and held up the fire stick in the other. She looked around the four corners of the woodshed, but no one was found. When I was about to leave, I looked up and saw a dark shadow reflected in the window of the woodshed, swaying like a person.
Ye Wuji was startled at first, then boldly walked over and pushed the window open. Outside the window, he saw a tree with a crooked neck that was more than two people tall. There was a person hanging on the tree. The person's face was facing Ye Wuji, staring at her with wide eyes.