When we entered the mourning hall, we saw a group of women and children bowing their heads and crying.
Zhao Changhe stepped forward, bowed and burned incense. He looked around at the expressions of the people around him and felt that something was wrong.
There were no so-called women and children, only women, ranging in age from 20 to 40 or 50. They seemed to be the wives and concubines of the deceased. There were no elderly people, children, or other relatives such as uncles, brothers, etc. It did not look like a family at all.
And this crying is strange. In the present world, it is common to visit relatives’ funerals. The relatives you see start crying, and after a few days, there are not many people who are still crying. Even if there are still some, there are only a few. But these people have been crying for so many days.
I suddenly remembered that if time in the real world continued to move forward, I should have been "missing" for nearly a year. I wonder how my parents would cry... It's nothing to smear some gold foil on them. If she can beat the blind woman, I'd even kill her alive!
Huh…
Kill that witch...
Zhao Changhe stood there in a daze.
For a long time, I have forgotten the "main storyline" of entering this world. Originally, it was said that I could go back by killing that witch. When the blind man entered the dream, he also said there were two ways to go back. One is to complete this "grand wish", and the other is to practice to the level of breaking the barrier of time and space.
I don't know who the witch is. I only saw her back in my dream, so I can't find her. Sometimes Zhao Changhe thought, could Chi Chi, Si Si, or even Yihuo Snake be the witch? Otherwise, why do I always meet the witch? Based on this, Zhao Changhe never planned to explore who the witch was, fearing that if he found out something, it would cause trouble for himself.
But at this moment, he suddenly remembered that the three cards that came with the time travel were theoretically his own. The first card, the eye behind him, was a cheat, and the second card, the location card, was related to the entanglement that had not been resolved, which had entangled the identity of this prince. Most of the turmoil that had been stirred up so far was entangled with this matter, and it had not stopped yet.
The third card is the clue to the identity of the witch... However, as a clue to the decryption, how can you show that this thing "belongs to you"
So far, the places that can be reflected are -
The Heavenly Book was awakened and sealed by itself.
Is it really because of the effect of wiping that thing? Maybe the third card has already taken effect...
But the question is, the three cards were given by the blind man. If the blind man is the book spirit, did she give herself the gift
So it seems that she is not a book spirit
The logic is a bit confusing and I can't figure it out. But I've never thought about this problem before, and this unexpected inspiration came to me. I'll think about it more in the future...
Zhao Changhe gathered his scattered thoughts. The Ji family members beside him had been staring at him blankly for a long time. This yellow-faced man who claimed to be from the Shenhuang Sect had been staring at the coffin without saying a word since the beginning of the worship. It was really creepy.
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe finally said, "Junior Brother Ji asked me to investigate the situation. How did Uncle Ji die?"
The woman who had greeted him outside and asked him to seek justice sobbed, "My husband had originally arranged a banquet and invited Han Wubing to speak, but for some reason Han Wubing suddenly attacked during the banquet and my husband was caught off guard and died on the spot. Fortunately, President Yan of the Pinghu Association was eating nearby and broke into the room when he heard the noise..."
Fortunately... this wording.
Zhao Changhe looked at her deeply and said nothing.
It has come to this, why are you still asking others to uphold justice? Why don’t you just ask Yan Lianping to do it
An old man who looked like an old housekeeper couldn't help but say, "The gang leader was indeed killed by Han Wubing. If this senior brother can help catch the murderer, we will be grateful. But the most urgent thing is to ask the senior brother to help preserve the Ji family's assets for the sake of our relationship as brothers."
Zhao Changhe became excited: "What do you mean?"
"Now the Xingyi Gang is leaderless, and many high-level backbones have been absorbed by the Pinghu Association, and the gang's industries have also been annexed by the Pinghu Association. We accept this. But some of the industries are owned by the master personally, so how can they be annexed? Now we, a group of old brothers, are guarding Taiping Street, but how long can we hold on? Yan Lianping is digesting various industries at this time, and he has no time to deal with us for the time being. Wait a few days, and everything will be over..."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "Then take me to Taiping Street."
The housekeeper was delighted: "What is the name of this senior brother?"
Zhao Changhe patted his wine gourd: "Situ Xiao."
The whole room was speechless. Even the woman's eyes flashed with shock.
If Situ Xiao really came here, his nature would be different from that of ordinary disciples!
Didn't Situ Xiao use a heavy sword? Could this knife be a fake
Zhao Changhe secretly apologized to Situ Xiao, and looked at the expressions of the people coldly, and he became more and more clear in his mind.
He deliberately called Situ Xiao's name. This kind of muddy water needs a shark to stir it up and expose the mud underneath.
Now, I'm afraid there are no good people in Hongdong County... No one was really sad about Ji Yinan's death, otherwise they wouldn't be surprised to hear Situ Xiao's name, but should be ecstatic. Even this housekeeper was not really loyal and wanted to protect the young master's property. He really wanted to use the power of "young master brother" to get some soup for himself.
The housekeeper hesitated and tried to test: "Brother, it's not that we doubt it, but Mr. Situ doesn't seem to be dressed like this..."
Zhao Changhe suddenly pushed forward with his palm, and in an instant, wind and thunder arose, the white banners in the mourning hall whistled, and the candlelight was extinguished.
"Divine Brilliant Wind and Thunder Palm!" How could the butler dare to take this palm? He quickly retreated and waved his hands, saying, "Mr. Situ, calm down, calm down..."
Zhao Changhe said coldly: "My junior brother's father was killed, and you only care about your industry. You said that Han Wubing killed him, so Han Wubing killed him? I want to do an autopsy."
Everyone looked at each other.
Zhao Changhe acted like Situ Xiao and said, "Pah!" "Why, are you guys trying to steal my money..."
Before she finished her words, the woman hurriedly said, "Mr. Situ wants to do an autopsy, that's great... Someone, open the coffin!" The coffin lid was removed, Zhao Changhe covered his nose and walked forward, carefully examining the fatal wound on the chest of the corpse.
Unlike the last autopsy to check for evil spirits, the body was rotten that time, but this time it was still intact. Han Wubing's sword was slightly thinner than that of an average person. In the eyes of professionals, this wound was relatively easy to distinguish, and it did look like Han Wubing had killed him.
But Zhao Changhe sneered in his heart.
Because the sword Han Wubing used to use was broken, he later found a new sword in the sword room. Zhao Changhe had seen that sword before. It had an ordinary appearance. How could it be thinner and longer than others
This man was not killed by Han Wubing.
Of course, it doesn’t matter whether Han Wubing killed the person in this case or not. Even if it was, it’s no big deal. I’m not here to solve the case of who the murderer is, but the murderer’s strength.
He suppressed his nausea, reached out and gently touched the wound, feeling the remaining breath inside, and let the Heavenly Book analyze it.
After a long, long time, he finally covered the body again without making a sound, and said calmly: "It is indeed Han Wubing's sword. Madam, I am sorry for your condolences..."
The woman bowed and said, "Please make the decision, sir."
Zhao Changhe nodded, and said to the housekeeper: "Take me to see the so-called industry."
The housekeeper nodded and bowed: "Please, Mr. Situ."
Taiping Street is the street where the Ji family lives. The housekeeper accompanied Zhao Changhe to inspect several shops and restaurants in a somewhat fawning manner, and said with a smile: "The master is devoted to the gang, and he does not have many properties under his name, only a few like these. If they are all taken away, his spirit in heaven will not rest in peace..."
Zhao Changhe's eyes fell on a cowhide and sheepskin shop: "The Xingyi Gang mainly deals in sheepskin and other industries? Hmm... and cheese, kumis..."
The housekeeper said, "They are all top-quality northern goods, and have nothing to do with the Hu people. Mr. Situ can rest assured."
"Okay, I have figured this out. I will talk to Yan Lianping tomorrow. My Junior Brother Ji's things must not fall into the hands of others."
"With Mr. Situ's help, Yan Lianping will definitely give face!" The housekeeper nodded and bowed: "The guest house has been cleaned, please move in, sir."
Zhao Changhe shook his head: "I live somewhere else. I will come to find you tomorrow morning."
The housekeeper didn't dare to force Zhao Changhe to stay, and watched him leave with a smile.
Zhao Changhe silently opened his eyes behind him and observed for a long time. Suddenly, he used his lightness skills to shuttle through the streets and disappeared in an instant.
Some people chased Zhao Changhe to the corner of the street, but lost sight of him. They looked at each other in bewilderment: "How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
"That's Situ Xiao. It's no wonder we can't catch up. Go tell the president..."
"Damn, this city is getting weirder and weirder. All kinds of gods are coming here."
Zhao Changhe came out from the shadows and laughed.
The servants of the Ji family reported directly to the "President"...
Only then did he really display his Qinggong skills and disappear into the darkness.
He returned to the inn quietly, but there was a candle lit in the room. A pig head was sitting inside with its chin in its hand, as if it had been waiting for him for a long time.
Zhao Changhe pushed the door open and walked in, smiling, "What do you think? Do you have any clues?"
Zhuque said lazily, "It's hard to say anything else, but at least I know that Han Wubing has not been caught by the Pinghu Society. I overheard their private conversations and they all said that Han Wubing has not been caught. This cannot be false. As for what they said to me in person, I don't know if it's true or not. Can you analyze it?"
"Oh? There are doubts that make you unsure of the truth?"
"Yes, they told me that He Lei lived in the Ji family. Either Yan Lianping was lying, or Wei Zicai was lying. Whoever lied would be a traitor to his own family, and the other party would not be a traitor, right?"
"From your tone, do you still hope that Yan Lianping is not a traitor, and the problem actually lies with Wei Zicai?"
"Of course, don't I really hope that there will be a traitor among the Twenty-Eight Mansions?"
"But unfortunately, both of them are lying." Zhao Changhe said seriously: "Tomorrow I will negotiate with Yan Lianping in the name of Situ Xiao. Maybe he will bring you to listen? No matter what happens at that time, you must be on guard against Yan Lianping. It is best to attack him first... I suspect that he is more than the eighth level of Xuanguan. Maybe he is at the level of the human ranking. Don't be careless."
Zhuque was stunned for a moment, and his expression under the mask looked a little ugly.
If what Zhao Changhe said was true, then according to the setting of the ninth level of the Winged Fire Snake, something might really happen, and I would really have to owe him a favor...
But how could he judge that Yan Lianping was of the same level as the others? Even if he did an autopsy, he wouldn't be able to find out.
Recommend a book "Abyss Special Train": This is a not-so-serious underground adventure story with a sense of life
(End of this chapter)