"Why are you asking these questions?"
The leading guard narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiu Liang.
Qiu Liang shuddered, like a timid woman, but she couldn't help revealing a little greed in her eyes as she whispered, "If this is a repeat offender, I'd like to ask, if the clues I provide are useful, is there a reward?"
"My lord, you have seen that my husband and I are not living well, and I am often causing trouble. Although I have been executed by you, I still need some money to settle down with my husband in Bianjing..."
However, before Qiu Liang could finish his words, a knife was once again placed against Yun Xiaozi's neck who was standing in front of Qiu Liang.
"Don't talk nonsense, or I'll kill him."
The leading guard was impatient.
When Qiu Liang saw them, he hurriedly said that he seemed to have seen two people with similar looks on a bus leaving the city.
"Your words are easily exposed."
After the searching guards left, Yun Xiaozi couldn't help but say something.
Qiu Liang glanced at him and said, "Instead of spending time talking, why not move the children first?"
When Yun Xiaozi heard this, he remained calm: "No rush, wait until tonight."
Qiu Liang nodded.
Then he turned and left.
"Where are you going?"
"Looking for someone."
Yun Xiaozi thought of the reason for his visit and quickly chased after him: "Is it the man in the portrait just now?"
"Um."
"Then don't be anxious, wait for me for a while." Yun Xiaozi took Qiu Liang's hand and went to the study in the front yard.
Qiu Liang wanted to pull his hand back, but he held it tightly.
After being dragged into the study by him, she frowned in confusion as she watched him hand the ink stick to her. "What for?"
"Grind the ink, quickly."
Yun Xiaozi turned around and rummaged through the drawers and soon found a stack of papers. Some of them were yellowed and did not look like they were of very good quality. However, for ordinary people, they were already very good.
After spreading the paper on the table, I saw Qiuliang still holding the ink stick without moving.
"You don't know how to grind ink?"
Qiu Liang wanted to say something, but Yun Xiaozi had already taken the ink stick from her hand and started working on it himself. After grinding it, he grabbed a brush, dipped it in ink, and started painting quickly on the yellowed rice paper.
He moves very quickly.
Every stroke was done with great clarity.
When Qiu Liang saw the portrait gradually taking shape under his pen, his eyes widened a little and he looked at Yun Xiaozi in surprise.
"You can actually draw?"
It was also very well painted, and looked very much like the previous portrait.
He quickly finished one painting, then the second, and the third. When he stopped, a stack of portraits had already been placed on the rice paper. He twisted his sore wrist and smiled at Qiu Liang: "It's just painting, what's so difficult about it."
In order to make a lot of money, he copied countless paintings from the so-called literati and scholars. He was already talented, and gradually he became more and more skilled.
It's just a portrait, no big deal.
Yun Xiaozi has been around for many years. Although the people he knows are not big shots, he is familiar with people from all walks of life. He even has many "good friends" in the city of Bianjing because they have worked together many times.
They are all 'low class people'.
Therefore, they are more honest and moral with each other.
But just one hour.
A beggar appeared in front of Yun Xiaozi and said, "Boss Yun, my gang leader told me to tell you that the person is in Old Man Wang's medicine shop, but you have to hurry. Old Man Wang's wife secretly sent someone to report the incident. I guess someone will be there to arrest him soon."
When Qiu Liang heard this, he quickly stood up.
Yun Xiaozi held her back and said, "Don't worry, you don't even know where Old Man Wang's medicine shop is!"
Qiu Liang looked at him coldly: "You know, you lead the way."
Yun Xiaozi sighed and comforted her. "If it's Old Man Wang's medicine shop, then there's no need to worry. Although the old man married a dishonest woman, Old Man Wang is a good man."
At this point, Yun Xiaozi looked at the beggar and said, "Go back and tell your gang leader to find a way to stop them. When I come back, I will definitely give him a cart of good wine and a cart of braised beef."
"Okay, I'll go right away." The beggar ran away with his eyes shining.
Yun Xiaozi then grabbed Qiu Liang's hand and headed towards the backyard, explaining, "It'll take forever to get there from the front. I know a short, quick path that leads directly to Old Man Wang's shop."
Qiu Liang looked at his hand holding hers and frowned.
Old Man Wang’s Pharmacy.
Old Man Wang looked around at Miao Yun and finally shook his head: "There's nothing I can do. Even if I were Hua Tuo, I couldn't bring the dead back to life. Your wife's life force is gone. Moreover, she bit off her tongue. There's no hope for her. She's dead and can't be any deader."
Old man Wang looked at Yang Yueqi, whose face was thin and sunken and whose body was covered in blood, with a gleam in his eyes.
Not long ago, someone took it and wanted to come and look for someone.
Although Yang Yueqi is so thin that he is almost unrecognizable, his delicate facial features can still be recognized at a glance.
But Old Man Wang is a notorious weirdo in this area.
He has a very strange temper.
If he likes someone, even if he is a murderer, he can punish him. If he doesn't like someone, even if you are a royal relative, he will not even look at you.
Yang Yueqi just happened to catch his eye.
He smiled brightly: "Boy, I can treat all the injuries on your body, but it will cost you one thousand taels."
But Yang Yueqi didn't answer him.
Instead, he looked at Miao Yun on the bed, then walked up to her, picked her up and was about to leave.
When Old Man Wang saw this, he quickly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Don't worry, kid. If you don't have that much money, you can always use something else to pay for it."
"I'm telling you, I, Old Man Wang, can treat all the wounds on your body, whether they are internal or external. I can heal them and make them completely intact. There will definitely not be any sequelae."
"I have nothing."
At this point, Yang Yueqi said to Old Man Wang expressionlessly, "I owe you the medical fee, and I'll return it later."
He hugged Miao Yun and prepared to leave.
Old Man Wang stopped him again. This time, he pointed directly at Miao Yun in his arms and said with a kind smile, "How about this? Sell your wife's body to me, and I'll give you... one thousand taels, and give you free treatment."
Yang Yueqi, who had a blank expression on his face, suddenly had a cold look in his eyes.
"Who are you talking about?"
He was filled with murderous intent and retreated backwards holding Miao Yun's body.
Old Man Wang said quickly, "Don't worry, don't worry. I have no other intentions. I just took a look and found that your wife's body seemed a little special, so I thought I could study it. But don't worry, I have absolutely no other intentions for your wife's body. I just want to open it up and take a look..."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said this, but as soon as he said it, Yang Yueqi's face turned dark.
And just at this moment.
There was a noise behind.
Before Old Man Wang could turn around, a cold dagger was placed on his neck.
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