22 Lvzhuang (VI)
The young man glanced at her, but couldn't bring himself to say the words "I came to see you." So he said, "I was just bored, just wandering around."
He turned, leaving her with his back, and said calmly, "Since we've met, then come back with me, so they won't worry."
Li Jintang was so absorbed in what had just happened that he didn't notice anything was wrong with him. He walked back into the wing room and heard hurried footsteps coming out. Then he leaned forward and was hugged by the person who was coming towards him.
"Atang, how could you act alone?" Qiuyan let go of her, her tone unconsciously filled with a hint of resentment. "Lu Chengfeng is probably still convinced that we are the murderer. If you go out so rashly, what if something happens to you?"
Li Jintang was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and reached out to hug her gently, "I won't do it again next time."
"Atang," Qu Lingfei said, worried that they didn't have enough time and desperately wanted to solve the case quickly, so he couldn't help but interrupt them. "What did you find out just now?"
Finally getting down to business, Li Jintang's gaze wandered between the crowd, pondering how to speak in a way that would convince them. After much deliberation, he decided to speak directly: "I suspect that the Sikong Master is not the original Sikong Master."
Xie Changyan leaned against the door, casually fiddling with the beads on the corner of his clothes, not paying any attention to their words. He raised his eyes slightly when he heard them, and his fingers loosened, causing the beads to hit the wall, making a crisp sound.
Li Jintang sorted out his logic and then told him everything he had seen and thought today. "I was just suspicious, so I followed him to the study. I deliberately dropped the vase in front of him. If he was truly a martial artist, he would definitely not let it fall to the ground. But he just watched, not even able to reach out to catch it."
The faces of several people changed drastically. Qiu Yan looked at her, but felt a layer of sweat on her palms. "Atang, we trust you, but such a mysterious thing... even if we tell it to others, Lu Chengfeng will definitely not believe it."
Li Jintang smiled slightly and said, "I have thought of a countermeasure. Everyone, just listen to me..."
The village was bustling with people, but there was no sign of activity. The men, carrying wood on their shoulders, worked with a clattering noise, and soon they had crafted a coffin.
Lu Chengfeng ordered the empty coffin to be carried into the hall and a memorial tablet to be placed on top. He turned and said coldly, "Go and see what has become of those people. If you still can't find out, hmph."
The soldier immediately obeyed the order, but as he stood up, he heard a deep voice behind him: "No need to go."
Nangong Xiu, sword in left hand, strode forward and said calmly, "Today, I admit this crime. However, I am solely responsible for my actions. If you release them, you can do whatever you want with me."
"Nangong Xiu!" Before Lu Chengfeng could reply, another person walked down the corridor. Qu Lingfei strode forward, grabbed his sleeve, and angrily said, "I tried to excuse you, but you did such a heartless thing."
He then looked at Lu Chengfeng, his expression filled with grief. He half-knelt and bowed, saying, "Master Lu, I, Qu, have met the wrong person and have unwittingly aided and abetted the evil. You may kill me or chop me up, as you please. However..." He paused, hesitating, trying to gain permission. "My junior sister is still young and has nothing to do with this matter. Could you please, Master, spare them both?"
"you……"
The veins on the back of Lu Chengfeng's hand bulged, and he limped forward to grab the wooden stick from the guard beside him and was about to smash it down. Suddenly, he saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and then his arm went numb, and the falling wooden stick almost hit his foot.
He was shocked and saw the young man walking towards him slowly. The thing just now was too fast and he couldn't see clearly what hit him.
Lu Chengfeng said coldly, "They've all confessed their guilt, are you still going to fight to the death?"
He couldn't defeat the soldiers of the entire manor.
Xie Changyan smiled faintly and hid the silver needle in his sleeve. "He just said that I can kill you as I please, but there is no mention of beating you as I please."
Lu Chengfeng snorted and immediately shouted, "Take their heads off for me!"
"Wait a minute," Qu Lingfei stood up hastily, looking at the soldiers around him who were ready to make a move. "Now that we have admitted our guilt, we will not deny it. However, I still have something to ask of you, Master Manor, and I hope you will grant me your favor."
"What's up?"
He was about to speak, but Nangong Xiu interrupted him: "You can kill me, but he has to do it."
Everyone turned around in the direction of his finger, and at the end of their sight was the man in a red robe kneeling in front of the spirit tablet.
"Sikong Yi, come out," Nangong Xiu shouted, "I killed your soon-to-be-married wife. Don't you want to kill your enemy with your own hands?"
Lu Chengfeng has always been very satisfied with this Langxu, and he is even more convinced that he loves his second daughter deeply. Now, as long as Sikong Yi shows any intention of rejection, it will immediately arouse suspicion.
Sikong Yi's face was already not in good condition, and it turned even paler when he heard this. He swayed when he stood up, and barely managed to keep his footing before slowly walking towards them.
"That's exactly what I meant." He uttered these words slowly.
Nangong Xiu laughed, drew his sword, and leaped into the arena, saying, "Please teach me."
Everyone stepped back, but saw Sikong Yi with a serious expression on his face. As soon as he stepped into the arena, Nangong Xiu jumped up and the sword light immediately approached him.
Sikong Yi dodged, but Nangong Xiu flipped his wrist, and the sword came sweeping back. He had no choice but to draw his sword to block. The two blades collided, sending Sikong Yi flying back several steps, startling the crowd outside.
Nangong Xiu didn't press his advantage. He smiled and said loudly, "I'm going to use this next set of sword techniques. You better take it firmly."
After saying this, before Sikong Yi could respond, he thrust his sword forward. Sikong Yi barely blocked a few blows with his sword, then visibly began to struggle. However, Nangong Xiu only thrust his sword in front of him and then immediately pulled it away, avoiding any wounds.
After several rounds, the longer the two fought, the more Lu Chengfeng frowned - anyone with better martial arts skills and who was present yesterday could see that the sword skills Nangong Xiu was using at the moment were not very sophisticated. Sikong Yi only needed to use the sword skills he practiced under the peach tree yesterday to break them one by one.
But he didn't.
Could it be that he intentionally didn't want to avenge Ye'er...
As soon as Lu Chengfeng had this thought, he saw Nangong Xiudun hesitate for a few seconds, giving Sikong Yi an opportunity.
Sikong Yi raised his sword and rushed forward, stabbing several times in succession. Nangong Xiu just lightly poked him and avoided his attack.
Why does this sword technique look so familiar...
Lu Chengfeng's pupils suddenly shook - the moves that Sikong Yi had just used were exactly what he had taught Ye'er in the past. It was just that Lu Suye was playful by nature and had not yet learned these moves thoroughly, but from these few moves, he could still tell.
"Nangong Xiu, you have committed such a serious crime, why are you still pressing on like this?" Qu Lingfei stood aside and shouted loudly, while watching Lu Chengfeng's face out of the corner of his eye.
As soon as these words came out, a gust of palm wind suddenly swept past in front of him and rushed straight towards Nangong Xiu on the field!
"Friend Qu, aren't you going to save him?" Xie Changyan raised his eyebrows slightly, speaking in a casual tone, meaning - he can't take this palm, if you don't go up, he will die under it.
Qu Lingfei just came back to his senses and immediately leaped forward, without even having time to draw his sword, trying to take the palm strike with his bare hands.
With a loud bang, the peach blossoms were knocked down by the palm power of several people. Both sides were bounced back several steps. Qu Lingfei and Nangong Xiu were shocked. They did not expect that they could barely take this palm.
"Although this old fellow has a disability, his martial arts skills are still so good. However, he took advantage of people's unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack. This is cheating."
Li Jintang didn't dare approach the venue, but just watched from a distance. He was startled when he heard the words -
Lu Chengfeng's palm strike was obviously intended to kill them. Could it be that he had also seen something?
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