Biluo took the piano and went upstairs.
Where did the son-in-law find this person? There are stains on his robe, and the black stains are all clumped together.
The piano needs to be wiped several times to avoid dirtying the lady's delicate hands.
The man who delivered the zither had been staring at Biluo's back since she turned around, and then glanced downstairs, where Bai Qiuchen was standing.
Zi Yu had already found a place to hide, but Bai Qiuchen didn't know why he hadn't left yet. The lantern on the eaves stretched his figure out long, his white sleeves swayed gently in the night wind, and his expression looked hazy and unclear.
"stop."
The man who delivered the zither stopped, looked up and smiled heartily.
"It's me. I'm worried that the leader hasn't returned home to rest so late. Yes, this beauty has a stunning appearance and figure, and she loves the leader. If it were me, I would also be worried."
Bai Qiuchen frowned, "Hero Wu, why are you here?"
The hero Wu's surname is Wu, and his given name is Gousheng. He is good at using a stick and participated in the siege of the Five Poisons Sect. He once said that Gousheng damaged his prestige and asked everyone to call him Wu. People usually called him that unless there was a festival.
Why is he here?
Wu Daxia scratched his head in a simple and honest manner. "I heard that the leader's mansion was looking for someone to deliver a zither to the beauty, so I volunteered to come. I originally wanted to take a closer look, but the maid was so cautious that I didn't see anything. Hehe."
Bai Qiuchen looked at him for a long time. Hero Wu kept smiling the whole time, and he couldn't tell the truth from his words.
"This is not the place for you, go away."
"I'm leaving now, leaving now!" Wu Daxia turned around and muttered, "You're not even letting people see it, how stingy."
Bai Qiuchen: "..."
After Wu Daxia left, Bai Qiuchen said to the empty place, "What do you think?"
Zi Yu appeared in a flash, his silver mask looked a little strange in the moonlight, and his black robe seemed to blend into the night.
"It's too deliberate. It's not an accidental flaw. He has someone behind him."
Bai Qiuchen was not surprised at all by this affirmative tone.
When it comes to solving cases, Zi Yu seems to be well-trained. He can guess the truth almost accurately even without seeing it with his own eyes. Whenever a difficult case occurs in the martial arts world, he will send a message to Zi Yu to ask for his opinion, even if they are thousands of miles apart.
This time, he also asked Zi Yu what he thought as usual.
"Let's go and take a look."
Zi Yu nodded, but did not follow. He stood facing the wind, his long robe rustling.
"You go, I'll stay here and watch out for luring the tiger away from the mountain."
"You are really thoughtful." Bai Qiuchen carefully hid his figure, not too far away from Wu Daxia, watching him walk through the streets, change his clothes, and finally enter a brothel.
He went in without hesitation.
Avoiding the harassing woman, Bai Qiuchen watched Wu Daxia enter a private room. Two scantily clad women came out flirting with each other. After they left, he concentrated on listening to the movements inside.
"How's the matter going?" asked Wu Daxia.
"They were on high alert and didn't bring it out."
After a long silence, Bai Qiuchen poked the window open with his finger and saw a man with oily hair and powdered face sitting in the first seat. He wore a turban on his head and a blue scholar's robe. He was well-mannered and looked like a student.
"Listen to my instructions. Tomorrow night at midnight, you go downstairs and set fire. I will take advantage of the chaos to intercept people. There will be no woman I cannot get even if I cross the mountain."
Bai Qiuchen carefully identified his appearance. He wanted to catch him, but his reason told him that he had no evidence. At this time, footsteps were heard, and he could only leave first.
The door of the box was opened, and Hero Wu looked at Bai Qiuchen's back as he left and smiled silently.
"Well done, here's your reward."
Wu Daxia threw a bag of silver into the arms of the oily-haired and powdered man and said, "If you do as I say tomorrow, the price will be doubled."
"Yes, yes, just follow your orders, hero." The man smiled happily.
He was originally an actor trained in a brothel, specializing in performing for customers and occasionally taking on small jobs. When he had special fetishes, he could not get out of bed for several days, and his life was miserable.
If he could save a little more, he could redeem himself. Whoever wants to stay in this damn brothel can go there.
As long as it's after tomorrow night.
He held the silver and smiled longingly.
Bai Qiuchen found Zi Yu, and Lan Che, who was responsible for spreading the news, also returned.
Zi Yu asked doubtfully, "You mean you saw Guo Shanfeng's appearance? Are you sure?"
Bai Qiuchen vowed, "Hero Wu doesn't know I'm following him. They're going to make a move tomorrow at midnight. We'll gather all the martial artists and ambush them down there to catch him red-handed."
Seeing Zi Yu still hesitating, Bai Qiuchen said, "I know you've considered everything, but listen to me this time. You can't escape after crossing the mountain."
Lan Che looked at Zi Yu and then at Bai Qiuchen. Others didn't know Zi Yu's identity, but he knew it.
He said, "I'll listen to Zi Yu."
Bai Qiuchen didn't argue and looked at Zi Yu.
"You are the leader of the alliance, and we obey you in all matters of the Jianghu." Zi Yu said, "How about this, Lan Che and I will ambush, and you will guard the upper floor. All is fair in war, and Hero Wu may not be unaware that someone is following us."
Bai Qiuchen: "That's fine."
Zi Yu nodded and said, "Prepare the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. You described the appearance of the mountain, and I will draw it."
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The moon is above the willow branches.
A group of martial artists gathered downstairs. Bai Qiuchen and the other two were hiding in a tree near the small building, listening to the passionate piano music inside the house.
Lan Che closed his eyes and admired it: "This piece of music goes from resentment to indignation, and has a murderous aura. I wonder what song it is?"
Zi Yu looked accurately at the room on the third floor. A beautiful figure was reflected on the window where the candlelight flickered, which aroused endless reverie.
"It's Guangling San, the last piece Ji Kang played before his death."
Lan Che suddenly opened his eyes: "Isn't Guangling San lost?"
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