The two looked at each other, and Xiao Nanhui spoke first.
"Have you brought your tools?"
The Shrike shook his head.
Xiao Nanhui lowered his gaze and stopped at the fat girl's waist.
"Where's your dagger?"
Shrike's face was filled with anger and his cheeks were trembling.
"That's my weapon! You're going to use my precious sword to chop this piece of crap wood?! Xiao Nanhui, do you still have any conscience?!"
Someone without conscience has rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips and looked down.
"Would you like to do it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
In the past, Shrike would never have bought into this. Even when Pingxian was still around, Xiao Nanhui couldn't have defeated her. But now... who wouldn't know how much effort the Xiao family's adopted daughter had put into achieving this moment?
The Shrike walked to the well with his head hung.
"I can do it myself."
A pair of short swords were unsheathed, and they were used left and right to attack the tangled vines and dead trees.
Xiao Nan looked back at the sturdy figure, then looked at the surrounding environment, recalling every detail after he stepped into this mansion, analyzing and thinking about them one by one.
There was more than one intruder.
If the murderer was Zong Hao alone, then finding the lost Heavenly Ribbon might be his purpose.
But if the perpetrators were a group of people, what would their purpose be?
Suddenly, something flashed through her mind.
She paused and asked.
"Do you think anyone had repaired this place before we came in?"
The Shrike didn't look back, but squatted beside the well, grunting and waving two knives.
"Does it look like anyone has renovated the area?"
It certainly doesn't look like it. But...
Xiao Nanhui recalled the intact copper lock and bolt when he entered the door.
The painted bolt showed no marks of being cut by swords or knives, nor any cracks from external impact.
The glazed tiles on the wall were not damaged and the door bolt was intact, which could only mean one thing.
That night, when the murderer came to the Xiao family and was about to take action, he did not break in by force, but walked into the yard through the main gate in a swagger.
In other words, the Xiao family knew the perpetrator and even took the initiative to open the door for the guests who visited late at night.
Xiao Zhun likely noticed these traces back then. The Bai and Xiao families had long been friends, and that spring hunt had taken place together, closely following each other. This all aligns with historical records of the Bai family stealing military orders, slaughtering the leaders of the Subei Army, and attempting rebellion.
But something still seems to be wrong.
Xiao Nanhui himself came from the military. From experience, he knew that the sound of more than ten military horses passing through the street was different from the sound of ordinary carriages and horses. The subtle difference might be difficult for others to distinguish, but those in the army would be alert and would not be completely unprepared.
If the Bai family had already stolen the talisman and plotted rebellion when they first arrived at the Xiao Mansion, the Xiao family would not have been unaware even if only one thousandth of Yue Ze's army of tens of thousands had entered Yu'an City.
If the Bai family had not stolen the talisman at that time, but chose to incite the Xiao family to rebel first, and then killed them before their plan was accomplished, the Xiao family was descended from generals, and Bai Heliu was born into a family of civil officials. Even if he had raised palace soldiers, it would not have been so easy to succeed. How could the Xiao family be killed without even having the chance to fight back?
Thinking about it this way, it seems that neither situation makes sense.
But what if there is a third possibility?
Each of them was a master secret guard who could fight against a hundred people at once. They were led by the most powerful martial artist at that time. They also held something in their hands that forced the Xiao family to obey their orders and open the door.
Thinking of Zong Hao's past identity and the belt stained with Aunt Dai's blood, Xiao Nanhui's heart grew colder.
Who is lying?
Bai Yun? Or...
The thing in my waist pocket suddenly became heavy.
She felt like a traitor, a traitor holding a butcher knife and standing on the corpses of her relatives and friends.
Yao Yi's words emerged in her mind.
Spring hunting hasn't been held for more than ten years, why is it being reopened now?
For the Tian family, was the battle of Bijiang really just a simple matter of recapture the rebels?
Or is all this just a shocking lie to put an end to that forgotten past?
Xiao Nan suddenly came to his senses. His mind seemed to be in a mess, but it also seemed to be suddenly clear.
She took a few quick steps forward, grabbed Shrike's shoulders.
The short swordsman let out a strange cry and stabbed his sword hard into the half-cut tree trunk.
"I've lent you my knife to chop wood, and I've got you at your beck and call. What else do you want?"
Xiao Nanhui didn't have time to care about the other person's expression and asked hurriedly.
"You said you went to Yukun Street. Why did you suddenly think of going to Yukun Street?"
Shrike rubbed his shoulders and looked at her impatiently.
"Didn't you leave the copper keys behind and ask me to go there and investigate further?"
Xiao Nanhui's heart sank and he asked quickly.
"When did I leave you the key? Where's the letter? Did I leave you any letter?"
Shrike rummaged through his clothes, muttering something, and pulled out half a crumpled piece of letter paper from his sleeve and handed it over.
Xiao Nanhui took it and looked at it, and realized that he had found someone else's way.
The words on the letter paper were not hers at all, and she had never written a note like that.
Her previous worries were about to turn into reality and surfaced bloodily. The hellish and horrific scenes of the past were superimposed before her eyes, making her almost unable to stand.
Is he going to kill Xiao Zhun?
Will he kill Xiao Zhun?
The night is quiet and insects chirp.
What a warm and vibrant late spring.
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