Chapter 031 The Four Famous Detectives

Having just fought with an anomaly, Tarona, who was worried about what would happen tonight, did not return to the ghost realm to rest. Instead, she turned invisible and went downstairs to take a look at Master Wuchen and Liaowu.

The old man and the child have fallen asleep, one in a neat position, the other lying on his back, and both of them have a great sleep quality.

No one knew what Master Wu Chen said to Liao Wu. Having personally experienced such a bizarre thing as a living person turning into a cat, the little monk did not feel much curiosity at all. Later on, he did not ask anyone and just did whatever the master told him to do. Both Golden Sword and Silver Sword were a little surprised.

The three of them are about the same age. If any two of them encountered such a thing, not only would they be curious, they would probably turn around and ask the young master all kinds of questions. It would be really distressing if they couldn't figure out what was going on.

Wuqing was always very kind to them. As long as they didn't ask questions that were really not allowed, they would always get the answers they wanted from him.

I think the main reason lies with Master Wuchan.

I am already in my teens, with half my body already buried in the ground. I must be well aware of such truths as "the more you know, the faster you die" and "curiosity kills the cat".

Liaowu is very obedient to his words and is always focused on his master's instructions. His mind is as pure as a white stone. He is a good candidate for practicing Buddhism.

Sometimes, the more you move forward like a fool, the more you can achieve what others can never achieve in their entire life.

Tarona left a spell on the master and his apprentice to prevent them from being suddenly captured when they went out. The two boys, Golden Sword and Silver Sword, were unable to save them.

Once the abnormal person dies, they can continue to practice with peace of mind.

Well, when you leave, give them some gold to take with you. Even if you don’t need it on the road, you can use it to repair their temple.

It's a waste if it's not used. Keeping the Temple of the Holy Mother of Eternal Life will also make it an illegal building.

No one would want to keep it.

After walking around downstairs, Tarona turned around and went upstairs, passed through the wall into the guest room, to see if Wuqing had slept well and covered himself with the quilt, and then -

She crossed her legs in the middle of the guest room, sitting suspended in the air, as if she were going to stay there all night.

One reason was that she was worried that something might happen if the abnormal person came back overnight. Another reason... was because of the [Blood Grudge Nun].

There is no such thing as adrenaline when a person dies, but the fierce fight between her and the abnormality still stimulated the fierce Blood Nun, and she felt that the Blood Nun became even more excited.

The strange-shaped cross sword opened and closed its eyes several times, and the blood mist lingering around the black and white nun on the card became visibly thicker. The expressions of the many undead under her feet became more vicious and painful, and one could hear their wails just by looking at them.

Tarona then remembered that the [Blood Nun] was a berserker - the tougher the battle, the more excited she became; the stronger the enemy, the crazier she became.

Because that's how she died.

This is how she killed the undead beneath her feet.

Staring at Wuqing can calm the restless [Blood Sister] temporarily, but as time goes by, the [Blood Sister]'s desire to drag Wuqing into the paradise becomes stronger.

The witch couldn't help but sighed and said, "Speaking of which, Wuqing is really unlucky. He was investigating a case, but I scammed him halfway, and he was also spotted by a strange and fierce ghost mother who wanted to drag him back home to be a good son."

She has always had a clear understanding of herself. She knows when to brag and when to tell the truth.

Theseus said: "You can't count it that way. If he hadn't met you halfway, something would have happened in Yanggu Town. And your goals are the same. You are responsible for solving the biggest problem, and he is responsible for finding evidence to solve the case. If you count it seriously, he made a profit. 】

...Although his partner initially went to scam Wuqing for the extra reward, he later stayed with the man with the idea of ​​using him as bait, hoping to catch fish and enforce the law for free.

However, Wuqing did receive the most practical protection from his partner. From Yanggu Town to Jizhou Prefecture, not a single piece of the oil skin was scratched on the road. Let's just say whether it was worth it to get scratched!

Well, at the end of the mission he had to ask the World Consciousness for some compensation, because his partner not only protected two sons of fortune, but also their families (Golden Sword and Silver Sword:???), and two people of merit, so he had to pay more.

World consciousness: ...

Tarona was amused by what he said. After all, they were partners. They were the same in protecting each other's shortcomings.

The two chatted all night long. As the day began to break outside the window, the great witch, who had been watching all night without noticing anything unusual, put down her legs, stood on the ground with both feet, and stretched her limbs lazily.

She took another look at Wuqing who had not woken up yet, and stepped into the ghost realm.

…

Wuqing slept very deeply this time, so deeply that Zhuiming came up from downstairs with breakfast. He woke up slowly and stared at the green bed curtain in a daze.

Last night, he dreamed of Ms. Luo.

——Ms. Luo is looking at him.

The stunning beauty with only the lower half of her face exposed stood beside the bed. Her black and white skirt spread on the ground like a blooming flower, swaying in the wind, making her look even more unlike a real person.

She looked at him intently with her blindfolded eyes, as always, as if she was looking at a lost treasure that had been found.

Wuqing was about to wake up from his heavy sleep when he heard a clear singing voice.

It was a language he had never heard before, soft, lingering, ethereal and graceful, like the breeze in the mountains or birds flying in the clouds.

He had no intention of resisting as he listened to the song. His consciousness became dizzy again, and he obediently fell back into a heavy sleep.

The peace of mind and nostalgia that suddenly filled his chest soothed his heart, which should have been alert at all times, and made him want to sleep more deeply and for a longer time...

So Wuqing opened his eyes and was surprised to find that he had gotten up half an hour later than usual.

Zhui Ming didn't call him.

"I thought you must be tired, so I wanted to let you sleep a little longer." Zhui Ming brought him a bowl of porridge and two side dishes, and he had hot meat soup noodles with a layer of red oil on top, which made people's appetite grow.

Wuqing has always had a light diet, unlike him who can't live without meat.

If he didn't have to go and inquire about the news later, he would definitely order a pot of good wine to go with the meal.

There was no need to thank each other between fellow disciples. Wuqing took the spoon and stirred the porridge, but did not use it immediately.

He is still thinking about that dream.

It didn't make sense that he couldn't really tell whether it was a dream or something that really happened.

When Madam Luo was here, he was uneasy. Now that Madam Luo is not here, he is still uneasy.

This is a big taboo.

How can you not control your emotions when you go out to handle a case?

Besides, the situation they were in now did not allow him to be upset, but he could not help but think about a lot of things in the past two days, most of which were incoherent and incoherent.

Sometimes when he thinks back on it, he finds it quite baffling. When the evidence was right in front of him and it was so urgent, how could he still have the mind to think about those irrelevant things?

Ruthlessly doubting whether he was sick.

He said this to Zhui Ming, who looked at him in surprise: "Are you sick? What's wrong with you? Ask Jin Jian and the others to come and take a look. You look much healthier now than before."

His complexion is better and his face has gained weight, but how does he look sick?

The look in his eyes at this moment was easy to understand. He paused and reached out to touch his face...but didn't find anything.

However...

He realized belatedly that he had indeed been quite different in the past few days.

In the past, I would occasionally feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and alternating hot and cold sensations, but these past few days I have felt surprisingly comfortable and have not had any minor ailments at all.

As for the reason, he could only think of one -

It’s Miss Luo.

Zhui Ming saw him touch his face and then start to stare blankly, which was unusual for him. Such a scene was rare for his outstanding senior brother. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Senior brother, what are you thinking about?"

He was caught off guard by the question and blurted out ruthlessly: "Luo..."

Before he finished saying the word "Luo", the chief constable suddenly came to his senses, but it was too late.

--really.

Zhui Ming uttered a long "oh". After receiving the warning look from his senior brother, he said seriously, "I'm not thinking about anything else. Don't worry."

As he said this, he changed the subject and said, "Wuqing, tell me honestly, who is this Miss Luo?"

He believed what she said before, and he could not help but doubt Ms. Luo's magical powers.

But last night... not just last night, after spending the past one or two days together, Zhui Ming always felt uneasy.

Although Madam Luo clearly did nothing, he just felt uncomfortable. Sometimes, when he sat at the same table with Madam Luo, he even had the urge to get up and leave.

This is so rude.

This is too abnormal.

He has been in the world for many years, and no one has ever given him such a strange feeling. He is also a man who lives on the edge of a knife and has a keen intuition about crises that is not much worse than that of the older generation.

Wuqing said that Miss Luo was an outsider who killed demons and monsters. He believed it, but he also knew that Wuqing was hiding something.

Why keep it secret?

Thinking of Master Wuchen's fear for Lady Luo, Zhui Ming boldly came up with an answer that was indeed worth keeping secret -

Ms. Luo is not a human being.

She is definitely not a bloodthirsty and murderous inhuman.

Wuqing sighed and said, "Why bother asking so many questions?"

Since you already know it, there is no need to ask me again. Just keep your mouth shut like me.

The Golden Sword and the Silver Sword are still young, and they may not be able to turn around for a while, so it’s better not to tell them.

Really.

Zhui Ming slowed down and didn't ask any more questions. He quickly finished the remaining half bowl of noodles, took the purse that Wu Qing handed to him, and went downstairs in silence.

It would be better not to ask this question.

Mr. Cui San walked out of the inn, looked at the sky, and suddenly felt that the sun was too bright today.