Chapter 015 Chapter 15

System: [I thought you would choose another number, but I didn't expect you to choose such a cheesy name.]

Xue Chen: [How cheesy, it fits my character. The Taoist "nameless" is the beginning of heaven and earth, which matches my full-level alchemy technique so well. Besides, Xie Heng escaped from his original environment and gained a new life, isn't that a new beginning? It can also give Lu Xiaofeng a hint. When he goes back to talk to Hua Man Lou, he might find the nameless island directly. Hurry up and increase the synchronization rate for me.]

System: [It can't be increased, you try harder. 】

Lu Xiaofeng took out an oil paper package from his pocket. After opening it, the aroma of smoked meat filled his face. He looked around and saw several people chewing dry food there. He generously took out his own food: "Do you want to eat?"

Hu Sheng immediately became alert.

Xue Chen didn't care so much. He had a sore throat and the dry food was too hard. Even if he soaked it in water, it was still difficult to swallow. "I'll eat it."

Lu Xiaofeng took out a small dagger, cut off a large piece, tore off the wide oil paper, wrapped the meat, and stretched out his hand to Xue Chen above the fire.

Xue Chen estimated the distance and his arm was not long enough, so he didn't even move and looked directly at Hu Sheng.

Hu Sheng stood up: "Give it to me."

Lu Xiaofeng handed the oil paper to Hu Sheng, and watched Hu Sheng unfold the paper, slice the meat, circle around the fire, and hand it to Xue Chen.

This young master was away from home, and he didn't even prepare food. He sat on the ground like the servants. I didn't expect him to be so accustomed.

Xue Chen took it and ate it in small bites.

It was obviously very delicious smoked meat, with moderate fat and lean, salty and not greasy, and a pleasant smoky smell. It was very delicious, but he frowned and looked like he had a hard time swallowing it.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "It's OK if you're not used to it."

Xue Chen smiled apologetically: "It tastes good, I also want to eat a big meal, but I just caught a cold and my throat is very uncomfortable. It's not that I don't like it, please don't blame me."

"I see." Lu Xiaofeng said, "Since Master Gong is sick, why don't you find a place to rest? It's hard to sleep well in this wilderness at night."

"The cold came suddenly, I didn't expect this." Xue Chen said helplessly, "Where is Mr. Lu? This place is not close to the nearby town. If we didn't meet by chance, would Mr. Lu want to spend the night alone in the mountains?"

Lu Xiaofeng bent one leg and said while eating, "I am a playboy. It is common for me to spend the night outside. I'm used to it and it's nothing. But if I have the chance to lie comfortably in bed, of course I won't sleep outside. It's just that I don't cause trouble, but trouble takes the initiative to cause me.

"Three nights ago, I was still with a beautiful lady in Yicui Pavilion in Luoyang. Suddenly, I heard a melodious flute sound outside. The girl who was so gentle with me suddenly sat up and took out a dagger from somewhere to kill me. Fortunately, I dodged quickly, otherwise I would have been a corpse and would not be able to meet you here again?"

Xue Chen asked curiously, "What happened next?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "The girl failed to hit me and tried to kill me. I was too close to her and was on guard against her. Who would have thought that the dagger in her hand turned and stabbed straight into her neck. She was silent in a moment. I knew that her abnormality was related to the sound of the flute outside, so I went outside to look for the person playing the flute. I didn't find the person playing the flute, but I found two bodies. It seemed that one person committed the murder and immediately committed suicide after killing the other. After dawn, I learned that there were more dead people, and there were six other bodies in the same situation. "

Xue Chen: "So you are the only survivor? Wouldn't you be regarded as the murderer and you can't explain yourself even if you have a mouth?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Xue Chen: "You haven't heard of me?"

Xue Chen: "Are you famous?"

Lu Xiaofeng seemed humble, but actually said with a sense of satisfaction: "I don't dare to be famous. I just like making friends. I have friends in all walks of life in the world, and they know me very well. I am often dragged into various troubles, and most of the time, those seemingly complicated problems are solved by me. Others may be mistaken for the murderer, but Lu Xiaofeng will not."

Xue Chen: "So what are you doing now?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "Of course, I have to find the person who plays the flute."

Xue Chen: "And then clear the suspicion?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...I said there is no suspicion! I was entrusted by someone to work on this case!"

Xue Chen: "Do you think I look like the person who plays the flute? "

Lu Xiaofeng was doubting everything at this moment and did not believe in any coincidence. Xue Chen's appearance here was itself suspicious.

He nodded: "You have an unconventional temperament, are well-dressed, and look like an elegant person. It is not inconsistent to say that you are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and you also play the flute very well."

Xue Chen smiled and said, "Saying offensive words sound like compliments actually makes people feel better. No wonder you have so many friends."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm just telling the truth."

Xue Chen: "It's a pity that I can't play the flute."

Lu Xiaofeng: "How can this be a pity?"

Xue Chen: "If I could play the flute, I would definitely take it out and play a song in front of you. Your reaction would probably be very interesting. "

Lu Xiaofeng: "I really don't know what's going on. My friends seem to want to see me make a fool of myself. Monkey King is like this, Ximen Chuxue is like this, and even Master Gong who I just met is the same.

" Xue Chen: "Because you seem to enjoy it."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. He thought for a long time: "How could I be such a person?"

The dew was getting heavier and the temperature in the woods was getting colder.

Hu Sheng added some firewood: "Sir, do you want to warm yourself by the fire outside, or go to the car to rest?"

Although Xue Chen is not the murderer that Lu Xiaofeng wants to catch, he has a lot of secrets and cannot withstand Lu Xiaofeng's interrogation. It is too energy-consuming to chat with him outside.

"Go to the car. "Showing some tiredness, Xue Chen coughed lightly a few times and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Master Lu, I'm not feeling well, so I won't stay with you outside."

"What are you talking about, Brother Gong? I'm already very grateful that you can take me in and keep me company. Go and have a rest."

Mr. Hu came over, picked up Xue Chen in Lu Xiaofeng's puzzled eyes and took him to the carriage.

Lu Xiaofeng felt something was wrong and looked at the coachman: "Is your young master seriously ill?"

The coachman said coldly: "The young master's cold is not serious."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Then why is he..."

Mr. Hu lowered the curtain and closed the door: "The young master is disabled and can't walk. He cares a lot about his legs. Please don't mention it in front of him."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the coachman, then at Mr. Hu: "Of course."

Xue Chen could clearly hear the conversation outside in the carriage. He had no intention of speaking, and chatted with the system with his clothes covered.

System: [Do you have any idea about the case in Lu Xiaofeng's hands?]

Xue Chen: [He was on guard against me and gave too little information to see anything.]

The system breathed a sigh of relief, and it knew that it was not stupid at all. The reason why it was confused was because it had too little information.

Xue Chen changed the subject: [According to him, there were a total of eight bodies outside. The deceased were alone in pairs before they died. After hearing the flute, one of them went crazy and killed the other and then committed suicide. But the man who attacked Lu Xiaofeng did not succeed and also committed suicide. The murderer's purpose should not be to kill certain people. From what Lu Xiaofeng said, the other victims were strangers to him and were not from Yicui Pavilion.

[If they were assassins who were trained with a lot of resources, it would be a waste if they committed suicide after receiving the message. If they were not assassins, they would die so decisively... I think it is more likely that they were poisoned.]

System: [Ah?]

Xue Chen: [Let's not talk about this. It's none of my business anyway. Go to sleep!]

After sleeping on the hardwood board for a whole night, Xue Chen was carried outside by Mr. Hu to wash and eat after waking up.

Lu Xiaofeng did not ask what happened to Xue Chen's leg, and Xue Chen did not talk about the case last night.

They met by chance and did not become close friends. After breakfast, they said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.

The carriage continued to move southwest. On the sixth day, Gong Jiu finally caught up.

His white clothes were tousled, and there were spots of blood on his cuffs. His cold and sharp eyebrows were full of hostility, and he looked in a bad mood.

Xue Chen: [Brother Bear, you won’t have a seizure just after meeting, right?]

System: [It’s hard to say.

Xue Chen sat in the carriage with the door wide open. He looked at Gong Jiu from a distance as he approached, and said with a little caution: "There is no whip here." Gong

Jiu paused, his expression still grim, a hint of red spread to the corners of his eyes, revealing his ferocity: "Don't mention that!" Xue Chen glanced at the blood on his clothes, which should not be Gong Jiu's own, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?" Gong Jiu held the horse

and said: "Don't mention that!"

He took a few deep breaths and said, "We encountered assassins on the road. They were all deadly warriors. They were not very skilled in martial arts, but they were very difficult to deal with. The strange thing is that they were obviously frightened and their faces were full of fear, but none of them retreated. The leader was a flute player. He was cowardly and timid. He hid far away and I didn't see his face clearly. The next time I see him, I will tear him into pieces!"

Is it the flute player again?

Xue Chen seemed to understand something.

Before he could figure out the specific connection between this matter and Lu Xiaofeng's experience, he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. Xue Chen raised his eyes and saw Gong Jiu's expression of enduring pain, his eyes became redder and redder. He finally gave up his patience and could no longer see his coldness and arrogance. His personality collapsed and he was only full of lust: "Whip... Whip..."

Xue Chen: "..."

How did I end up with such a younger brother.

Xue Chen couldn't bear to watch it, but still talked to him in a good voice: "I have been sick for a few days, I am tired and weak, not to mention my legs and feet are inconvenient, and it is not convenient to swing the whip. Be good, let Hu Sheng come and beat you."

"Xie Heng... please..."

Xue Chen ignored him and called Hu Sheng over directly.

He leaned forward with great effort, closed the doors and windows, blocked some of the sound, sat back, covered his ears, and complained to the system: [When will this day end?]

The system hesitated: [Why don’t you open a new account?]

Xue Chen: [What’s the use?]

System: [It’s a distraction.]

Xue Chen: [No, I’m scared.]

System: [What are you afraid of?]

Xue Chen: [I’m afraid you’ll leave your new account here with my brother.]

System: [……]