Chapter 114 Who is Heizi?
Wu Xie had a complicated expression.
He had a hunch that Aning didn't seem to be joking, but why did Aning say that Jie Lianhuan's body was his third uncle?
Pan Zi looked unhappy, staring at An Ning and questioning, "What do you mean?"
Aning raised her eyebrows. She had already sensed something was wrong from the two people's reactions and asked directly, "Who is he?"
Pan Zi glanced at Wu Xie and said, "If the Third Master didn't tell him, then he wouldn't say it."
Wu Xie did not hide it and said, "He is Jie Lianhuan. He was already dead when we found him."
Ah Ning, "?"
She stood up and walked to Jie Lianhuan's body. The clothes were indeed the same clothes, the hairstyle was the same, but the face was not the same face.
Aning's eyes flickered. What was going on?
Could it be that Jie Lianhuan has a habit of wearing the same clothes as Wu Sanxing?
But her intuition told her that the dead Jie Lianhuan was the Wu Sansheng she knew!
Aning squatted down and pulled the clothes off her shoulders. She saw the bruises on her shoulders at a glance. There must be similar injuries on her back as well. It was Wu Sansheng!
"What are you doing!" Pan Zi hurried forward, but Aning moved very quickly. At this time, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang also came over and saw the bruises on the corpse's shoulders.
Wu Xie frowned, "Aning, do you know something?"
Aning said in a deep voice: "He is Wu Sanxing. He must have used some disguise, such as... a human skin mask?"
"We entered the funerary room through a crack in the snow, and on the way down, he fell to his death."
"At that time, his buddy Heizi carried him all the way to the funerary room, where we separated."
"Wu Xie, you said he is Jie Lianhuan? Jie family of Jiumen?"
Hearing this, Wu Xie's face was solemn, "You mean he pretended to be my Third Uncle, and then followed you to Yunding Palace, but died in an accidental fall?"
Ah Ning chuckled, "There's no need for me to lie. Ah Ken and I were walking in the front at the time. He probably didn't hold on to the rope firmly due to the violent shaking. Hei Zi was following behind him, and he was still holding on to him when the incident happened."
"Look, there's a tear on the shoulder of this shirt. That's where the shirt was torn when Heizi grabbed him."
Wu Xie had actually seen the torn area a long time ago, but he did not examine the body like Aning did. It was not ruled out that the coat was torn by a monster, but Aning's words made Wu Xie believe it.
Pan Zi pulled open the clothes on Jie Lianhuan's back and saw a lot of bruises. The bruises were gradually turning black, and it seemed that the injuries were indeed caused by a fall.
"Young Master San, look here."
Wu Xie squatted down and used a flashlight to carefully examine it. He asked An Ning, "According to what you said, the person who has been contacting you and even me is Jie Lianhuan, not my Third Uncle?"
Aning shrugged, "Who knows."
However, she was thinking that after she went out this time, when Sang Mo contacted her, she must tell Sang Mo that the person he killed was not Wu Sansheng, but Jie Lianhuan who was wearing a human skin mask and pretending to be Wu Sansheng.
However, since Jie Lianhuan dared to impersonate Wu Sanxing, he must be connected to the real Wu Sanxing.
We need to make Sang Mo alert and not let him be targeted by that old fox.
Apparently Wu Xie had also thought of this. Without his Third Uncle's consent, it would be impossible for Jie Lianhuan to impersonate his Third Uncle and go out under the name of Wu Sansheng. What on earth are they doing?
Surrounded by so many mysteries, Wu Xie just feels overwhelmed!
He gritted his teeth and said, "We must take him back!"
Pan Zi knew the seriousness of the matter and was a little worried about the Third Master. He asked, "Then did the Third Master not come here?"
Fatty Wang took over the conversation and said, "Pan Zi, since Miss Aning said so, then your Third Master should not have come. If there is a fake Third Master present, the real Third Master will definitely not come to take risks."
Pan Zi, "......"
He lit a cigarette. He didn't know why, but he felt as if he had ruined some of Third Master's plans. He felt a little melancholy.
Seeing him like this, Wu Xie also lit up a cigarette irritably. The more he went down the tomb to look for clues on the snake-browed bronze fish, the more confusing things became. What was going on between his Third Uncle and Jie Lianhuan?
He deliberately left blood words on the underwater tomb, and Jie Lianhuan pretended to be the Third Uncle. Are they in a cooperative relationship?
What is the purpose of the cooperation?
He asked again: "Where is that fellow Heizi? Why is he gone? And he left the body in the Linggong Hall up there."
Aning shook her head. "I told you to split up in the burial room. Who knows why Heizi put the body there? If you want answers, you can find them by finding Heizi."
Wu Xie exhaled a puff of smoke, "Pan Zi, have you ever heard of this guy Hei Zi?"
Pan Zi also shook his head, "Little Third Master, there are many of the guys around Third Master that I have never seen before. Moreover, Third Master did not bring me with him on this trip, so I really don't know."
He stared straight ahead, not daring to meet Wu Xie's gaze, for fear that Wu Xie would notice something.
In fact, it was the Third Master who arranged for him to follow Wu Xie and deliberately set up a trap to ruin the attempt to capture the Lama, so that he could smoothly follow Chen Pi to the Changbai Mountains.
Everything was planned, otherwise how could I have met Chenpi in the same carriage on the same train?
However, Pan Zi would not tell anyone about these things, so Wu Xie was still kept in the dark and had no idea about them.
Wu Xie stared at Pan Zi for two seconds and speculated, "If Hei Zi is really Uncle San's buddy, he would not just abandon Uncle San like this, unless he took off the human skin mask."
Pan Zi nodded with a silly smile, "Young Master San is right, but how do we find that black guy?"
Wu Xie glanced at him unhappily. Fatty Wang put his hand on Wu Xie's shoulder and continued, "Tian Zhen, let's not talk about this for now. Let's think about the path we should take next."
Wu Xie said: "Keep going deeper. We have come this far and haven't even found the tomb owner's coffin. How can we return?"
Fatty Wang chuckled, "I knew you would say that. Then let's go?"
Wu Xie looked at An Ning, "You must be going deeper, right? Then shall we act together temporarily?"
After a moment of silence, Aning agreed to the proposal, "Okay, let's rest and replenish our energy first, and then we'll set off."
The two groups temporarily teamed up together, and at this moment they were in front of the huge bronze door in the underground space under the crack.
Sang Mo glanced at Zhang Qiling who was staring at the bronze door in a trance, and complained inwardly: [How did he develop the habit of daydreaming from time to time? 】
[Is this a bad habit?] 】
Zhang Qiling, "......"
This mouth is a bit as broken as it was before he lost his memory.
What’s so good about this broken door? 】
[He has been staring at the door for 47 minutes. 】
[Don't mention it, 4747 really does have a taste of death. 】
[Host, please stop telling these speechless homophonic jokes. 】
[Hey, Tongzi, are you free now? 】
[Taking a break from my busy schedule, hehehe, what did the host want to ask me when he knocked on my door just now? 】
[…It’s all right now.] 】
[The host is actually in front of the bronze door. Do you really plan to follow Zhang Qiling into the bronze door? 】
[He has agreed to the deal and wants to take me in with him, why not? 】
[Tongzi is just worried that you might lose your memory again after going in. It's just in case. Who knows what's behind this bronze door? 】
Sang Mo pinched his chin and thought for a while, [This is a problem. 】
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