"Grandpa, Manager Yu, the relatives of the elders and teachers who died are all wearing mourning clothes, holding the bodies, blocking the hall."
At this time, a servant came hurriedly.
Hearing these words, Master Wang and Yu Yuan frowned in tacit understanding.
One carrot, one hole.
If a powerful person in the palace dies on this night, the next powerful person will surely be born under the nurturing and calculation of the night.
The relatives of the deceased came to mourn, firstly because they were deeply saddened, and secondly, they were afraid that they wanted to take advantage of the friendship between the master and the family, which had not yet faded, to gain more benefits for their own lineage.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wang suddenly felt overwhelmed.
"Brother Yu, you..." Master Wang spoke tentatively.
"Grandpa, I have to hurry back to protect the young master. I have to leave right away."
Yu Yuan's expression remained unchanged and he replied in a serious tone.
At this moment, the death of Manager Wang seemed insignificant.
But after all, he is an old slave who was named by me, so I have to look at the owner before beating the dog.
Mr. Wang ordered two guards to go to the government office to report the matter and let the government investigate so that they could have an explanation.
…
Under the hazy moonlight, the path under Fu Tiancheng's feet seemed to extend into the endless night.
The end was vaguely visible, and under the lanterns that looked like stars, the T-shaped training ground stood silently.
A corpse was lying messily on the roadside, and a faint smell of blood was wafting from the air.
Fu Tiancheng strode into the training ground without looking around.
Just now, when he saw the two bodies at Manager Wang's house, somehow, an absurd and terrifying guess came to his mind.
But with Yu Yuan, a master of spiritual cultivation, present at the time, he didn't even dare to think deeply about it. As soon as he had the urge to guess, he interrupted it immediately.
now,
The military parade ground was illuminated by lanterns, casting mottled shadows.
On the other side, a weapons rack was quietly hidden in the shadows.
Fu Tiancheng stepped forward quickly and saw that the tiger-biting beheading knife was quietly stuck in the same place, without any error.
Seeing this, Fu Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had put down a heavy burden.
"Huh... what nonsense! That kid has only learned swordsmanship for a few days, how is it possible?!"
"Hiss, why is my paranoia getting worse? I have to go back to the temple tomorrow, eat vegetarian food for a few days, and ask Master Cai to give me some massage and acupuncture."
Fu Tiancheng laughed and shook his head. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the blade of the Tiger-Bearing Beheading Sword was as smooth as new, as if it had just been waxed for maintenance.
Not stained with dust,
Very new and very bright.
In the quiet training ground, Fu Tiancheng stood there, silent for a long time.
…
The next day.
There were migrant servants who carried wooden buckets and pushed carts, delivering meals to the tenants who came to help with the disaster relief one by one.
Li Qinglin drank up the thick porridge in a few mouthfuls, and ate a pile of side dishes. Then he returned to the yard on the grounds that he was overtired and could not hold on any longer.
He didn't stay in the yard stupidly last night, waiting to die.
Instead, he did not even pack up his things, and wandered around the street outside the Wang residence under the pretext of putting out the fire and cleaning up the dumped rubble.
He planned to escape overnight if the situation got bad and the truth was revealed.
But Li Qinglin didn't breathe a sigh of relief until dawn, when some people even said they saw with their own eyes that Steward Yu Yuan rode a horse and hurriedly left the mansion to rush out of the city to protect the eldest young master.
He boasted that he had done his best. He killed Manager Wang and the big guy with a single blow of his sword, then left without even having time to touch their corpses.
After all, this world is a feudal society, and there is a lack of various means to solve cases. Many bloody murders are even obtained by torture, and there are countless unsolved mysteries.
Although there may be magic spells such as 'Chasing the Murderer Across Thousands of Miles' and 'Lighting a Lamp to Ask Ghosts and Gods', according to the experience that it is hard to find immortal cultivators these days, the royal palace should not have such abilities.
After all, if it really existed, why would that Lu Zhangke have been jumping around for so long and not even realize that he had robbed his own immortal's tomb?
As soon as Li Qinglin returned to the house, he saw two heads popping up from the top of the wall of the adjacent courtyard, one after another.
When Donkey Face and Red Cuicui saw Li Qinglin, they were both surprised.
"Brother Lin, can we come out now? Is it still dangerous outside?"
Li Qinglin smiled when he heard this. He didn't expect that these two people actually hid in the house all night.
However, I listened to the advice and had a full meal.
Seeing that both of them were safe and sound, Li Qinglin felt relieved.
"Brother Lin, I'm really relying on you this time! If there's a chance, I'll ask Cuicui to bring you some fresh Feilong soup!"
After a while, Donkey Face walked into Li Qinglin's yard.
He had just been outside to get information, and the more he listened, the more scared he became! Many people died last night, and many maids were raped! The whole house was filled with mourning, and the families of the deceased were wailing.
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Feng Dao, who also raised insects, died. Someone covered his head with sackcloth and hacked him to death with knives. The men rushed into the house and stole all the insects and money.
Xiao Liu, whose legs and feet were just fine, hid in the sheep pen and spent the night hugging a fat-butt sheep. He survived but caught a cold.
Pang Dazhuang, who had just been promoted to a martial artist a few days ago and was chosen by his master to return to his registered residence, was so eager to protect his master that his right arm was chopped off by thieves.
Miao Miao experienced a life-and-death situation last night, and broke through in the battle to become a martial artist.
Master Ma seemed to have fallen, his buttocks were swollen and bruised, and he was now lying in the crowded medical clinic.
The most important thing is...
Manager Wang is dead! Rumor has it that his body was incomplete and he was beheaded, with blood splattered all over the room!
It’s a rare good news amidst the bad news, a happy funeral!
Now the palace has assembled a group of guards, who are collecting evidence and clues to find out who fished in troubled waters last night and punish them with cauldrons, woks, knives and saws! "Haha, there's no need for the flying dragon soup, just some more meat."
Li Qinglin was also in a good mood.
After all, now that Manager Wang, who was a big worry in his heart, had been eliminated, then Shi Laozi Cangtian would have been seriously injured in this battle and would be licking his wounds secretly.
I think I will be able to calm down and peacefully for the next period of time.
Although the price was high and not only did it involve risks, the Jade Yuan Toad also devoured a pond full of fish in the Water Palace, and most of the blood and mercury blood it fed back were consumed, leaving only a wisp of mercury blood and seven or eight strands of ordinary blood and qi.
But Li Qinglin did not regret it.
A real man knows what he should do and what he shouldn’t do.
Longevity is good, but what's the taste of being a coward? Thinking of this, Li Qinglin thought of the three false dragon fish found by Jade Yuanchan and the strange yellow light in their belly.
"What on earth is that?"
It would be a lie to say I wasn't curious.
But how dare you consume something of unknown origin?
Out of caution, Li Qinglin did not swallow the fake dragon fish and the pale yellow light immediately.
After all, Yu Yuan had just left. If he came back and found the Jade Yuan Toad swallowing the fake dragon fish, then everything would be over.
Li Qinglin made up his mind to wait for a few days, borrow some ancient books and classics first, and then make a decision after learning something about them.
On that day, Li Qinglin, Donkey Face and others were busy participating in the post-chaos reconstruction work.
There were government soldiers and runners, wearing light armor and holding sharp weapons, patrolling at the gate of the palace.
But out of respect, he did not enter the palace for a thorough investigation.
On the way, Li Qinglin, Donkey Face and others were stopped by the patrol team set up by the palace guards and questioned about their whereabouts last night.
"Oh? You are Li Qinglin? Young Master Wang Meng personally ordered that you kill the bandits and you have done a great deed. You are both brave and resourceful. When we finish our investigation, we will definitely reward you according to your merits."
Several guards were a bit aggressive at first, but when they saw Li Qinglin's identity badge, they smiled and returned the badge with both hands.
When Li Qinglin heard this, he felt secretly moved.
Wang Meng, this rich second generation, is such a good person!
(End of this chapter)
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