There was an indelible sorrow on Uncle Ping's face, and his eyes, which were always full of wisdom, were now bloodshot, as if he had gone through countless sleepless nights.
Su Huaiyue asked bluntly, her voice trembling slightly with anger, "Uncle Ping, you should know how Xiao He died. Do you want to seek revenge on Zhang Guzi?"
Uncle Ping was silent for a moment, as if thinking, and finally looked up at Su Huaiyue, with an unconcealable despair and a hint of determination in his eyes.
"Madam Wei, this wasn't done by Zhang Guzi."
He said, his voice low but firm.
Su Huaiyue was slightly stunned, feeling a moment of surprise.
She blinked, trying to catch more information from Uncle Ping's eyes.
"Why are you so sure?"
She asked quietly, a hint of urgency in her tone.
Uncle Ping turned slightly to the side, as if someone was spying on them in the dark, so they had to act with caution.
"It's a long story, but it was actually Zhang Guzi who saved the lives of the three of us, the grandparents and grandchildren. He might not be a good person to others, but to me he is, so he would never hurt Xiao He."
He added, a hint of bitterness in his voice.
"Who killed Xiao He..."
Su Huaiyue frowned, pondering this confusing relationship in his mind.
"I don't know either."
Uncle Ping shook his head helplessly. "I haven't been involved in the core affairs. They asked me to find young and strong men because they heard that they might be planning an uprising."
There was a hint of worry in his tone, "I don't know anything more specific."
Su Huaiyue fell into deep thought, with many chaotic thoughts swirling in her mind.
She knew that in this murky pool of water, she needed to carefully step on the clear stones.
"Xiao He's death cannot be in vain."
Su Huaiyue opened her eyes wide, her gaze as sharp as a torch.
Uncle Ping sighed, a trace of helplessness and pain in his eyes.
"What I told you is all I know."
He swallowed hard, the voice seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, "Madam Wei, in this place, there are some things that are beyond our control..."
"But we can try."
Su Huaiyue's words were like a seed, taking root in silence.
Uncle Ping looked at her, a desolate smile appearing on his face, which reflected his trust in her and his uncertainty about the future.
"Okay," he nodded, his voice hoarse, "I will definitely avenge Xiao He and find the murderer behind this."
Su Huaiyue nodded, and a light ignited in his heart.
She realized that the real battle had just begun and she had no time to hesitate.
Holding this cruel truth, she will continue to fight for those innocent people in the endless darkness.
Uncle Ping's hand paused slightly, then he raised his head and looked at Su Huaiyue, with a deep meaning flashing in his eyes.
He whispered, "Actually, there's one more thing I shouldn't tell you."
"What's up?"
Su Huaiyue moved closer, eager to know more.
"Zhang Guzi has a wife named Nai Qiu." Uncle Ping lowered his voice very low, as if he was afraid of being heard by someone.
These words were like a flash of lightning that struck Su Huaiyue's mind, leaving her unable to recover for a long time.
"But why have I never seen this person in the castle?"
"She's gone mad and lives in the village now."
Su Huaiyue seemed to have found a breakthrough. "Can you take me to find her?"
Uncle Ping sighed and shook his head, "Zhang Guzi also sent a woman to monitor her. She's very skillful. It won't be easy to get close to Nai Qiu."
Su Huaiyue frowned and began to consider the feasibility of this plan.
She knew that she had too few resources available, and the enemy was hiding in the dark, watching closely.
"I have to try anyway."
Su Huaiyue said, with determination flashing in her eyes.
She couldn't let Xiao He die in vain, nor did she want her fate to be controlled by blind forces.
Uncle Ping sighed, as if he was sharing a huge risk with her.
"Be careful," he warned. "If you decide to go look for her, make sure you choose the right time. I'll find a way to sneak you out after work."
It was Uncle Ping's agreement to help that gave Su Huaiyue hope again.
The sun sank and the sky gradually turned gray. Su Huaiyue, who had been waiting for a long time, could no longer sit still.
She sneaked out of the room, and Uncle Ping was already waiting for her in the corridor as agreed.
They looked at each other, both knowing what kind of adventure this was.
However, for the sake of the deceased Xiao He and for the sake of all the living people in the castle, they had no choice.
Su Huaiyue took a deep breath and followed Uncle Ping carefully, keeping a distance from him.
On the road, the moonlight shone sparsely on the ground through the woods, casting two cautiously moving shadows.
A moment later, Uncle Ping walked to a simple courtyard.
He quickly checked his surroundings and said, "This is where Nai Qiu lives now."
"But I have to find a way to divert the surveillance..."
Su Huaiyue was worried when she heard Uncle Ping say resolutely, "I'll help you lead them away. Can you take them away?"
"Okay, that's troublesome." She knew that Uncle Ping was sharing the risk with her.
Uncle Ping nodded at her, took a few steps forward and knocked on the wooden door.
The thin middle-aged woman opened the door and looked at Uncle Ping with impatience.
"Who is it, so late at night?"
Uncle Ping gave a friendly smile and said casually, "It's me. We're running low on oil at home, so I came to borrow a candle from you."
The middle-aged woman looked at him suspiciously, and finally turned around and handed him a piece of candle.
Uncle Ping took the candle and thanked him repeatedly.
At the same time, Su Huaiyue quickly walked around the side and found a dilapidated wooden window behind the house.
She deftly pushed the door open and climbed into the house. The house was silent and a crazy Nai Qiu was curled up in the corner.
Su Huaiyue was a little surprised. She remembered that this crazy woman had broken into a dilapidated temple at night after they came to the village, and was later taken back by a woman.
It seems that the woman must be the one who was monitoring her. She acted very well and didn't look like she had any kung fu skills at all.
Su Huaiyue quickly stuffed her into the small dark room in the space, then quietly climbed out of the window, disappeared into the darkness, and ran towards Uncle Ping's house.
Uncle Ping came back after borrowing the lamp, not knowing whether Su Huaiyue succeeded.
Time fell into a long silence.
His grandson was already fast asleep on the bed, but Uncle Ping was still worried.
Su Huaiyue hasn't come yet. Could she have been discovered?
Just as he was about to get up and go out to look for it, a voice floated over from the side: "Uncle Ping, come and give me a hand."
Uncle Ping looked over in surprise. It was Su Huaiyue, and beside her was Nai Qiu who had fainted.
They are fine!
Uncle Ping excitedly rushed over to support them, and took them to the woodshed for fear of waking up his grandson.
An oil lamp was lit for them.
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