"Master Cheng, the file is right here. I'll wait outside the door for a moment. Please take a closer look."
Lin Zhubo closed the door and left. For a moment, only Xihe and Fulu were left in the quiet study. The two picked up the file and read it from top to bottom. Before, Lin Zhubo told Xihe in the inn that he got the deer horns by chance from a death row prisoner.
The criminal had killed someone and was executed not long ago. It was impossible to interrogate him in person, so Xihe asked if he could check the file.
The afternoon sunlight shone in from the window, and fine dust particles floated in the air. The case of the death row prisoner was not complicated. It was just a gangster who accepted an order to assassinate the county magistrate. As a result, the county government had already laid a tight net, and the death row prisoner was caught on the spot and executed within two days.
Xihe frowned. So the clue is broken like this?
She read on and found that the content afterwards was even scarcer. It only talked about how cruel and evil this person was and how he dared to assassinate an official of the imperial court. That was all.
She reluctantly put the file down and was about to call Fu Lu back, but when she turned around, she saw the old man holding the file with an obscure expression on his face. She looked at the file, then at Fu Lu, puzzled: "What's wrong? Do you know this person?"
Fulu put the file down, stood up gracefully, and put the file into the file bag: "It was just a chance encounter."
Xihe asked immediately after hearing this, but Fulu stopped talking, turned around and walked to the door and opened it. Soon, the voice of Lin Zhubo asking questions came from outside the door. Xihe was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly patted his butt and followed.
On the way back to Yujiao Pavilion, Xihe kept trying to find out, but Fulu didn't say a word.
Xihe: “…”
The next day, the group said goodbye to the shopkeeper and left Wushuang City.
The road was bumpy and uneven, so Xihe asked Fulu where they were going next. He remained silent, then said he needed to get off the bus to use the restroom, and never returned.
Xihe looked at the scorching sun above his head, speechless. This guy couldn't help but run away as soon as he got a chance.
She motioned for everyone to spread out and search for people.
The breeze brought waves of stuffiness. Xihe walked aimlessly. She actually didn't know where Fulu was, so she just followed her feeling. As she walked, she found the unconscious Fulu between Yungui Realm and Baiyun Realm.
Xihe: ...a professional scammer.
She carried the man on her back, put him in a shady place, and then began to take out her knife.
The smell of blood spread to the tip of his nose, and the smell became stronger and stronger. Fulu couldn't stand the stimulation and woke up.
With her crescent smiling eyes and shimmering red lips, and the alluring sunlight behind her, Fu Lu instantly knew he had fallen into this woman's hands again. He felt completely disheartened: "Boss Cheng is truly all-powerful."
Xihe: ? ? Seriously, it was you who was lying on the side of the road, okay?
But seeing the old man dying, Xihe could not help but endure it. She smiled and said, "Can't get out of Yungui?"
Fu Lu raised his eyelids, glanced at her lightly, and then slowly closed them.
Xihe sent a signal to the sky, bent down and helped him stand up, leaning on himself: "Fulu, just accept your fate. We are destined to be bound together. You have escaped countless times, but in the end you will still come back to me."
Fulu turned a deaf ear to it, but the hands hanging by his side couldn't help but slowly clench.
As she said, he really couldn't escape from Yungui.
Even if a piece of antler has been retracted.
The broken antlers contained divine power, but he could not use it at all. He still needed her blood to stay alive so that he could find the remaining antlers.
Fulu looked at the winding road ahead and felt that life was full of ups and downs and was never in one's control.
Just when the two of them were halfway there, a coachman came over in a shaky carriage. After picking them up, he drove towards the southwest. Soon they were out of Yungui Territory. Fu Lu suddenly fell on the table, looking extremely weak.
Xihe was shocked and quickly fed him a bowl of blood. Only then did Fulu's pale face relax a little.
Xihe frowned and said, "The driver is watching over the road ahead. Don't use your divine power all the time."
She was really afraid that she would bleed to death one day after being stabbed like this every day. Fulu lowered her eyes and nodded slowly... Passing by a village, Xihe wanted to stay overnight in the village, and the village chief received them.
Looking around Xihe, all he saw were villagers with bitter faces.
Ah Lu was frightened instantly. Everyone was so skinny that if they were not still breathing, she would have thought they were mummies.
"Guest, please have a good rest. If you need anything, just call me. I'll be right outside the door."
The village chief bowed and left.
The driver was extremely alert: "Boss, be careful, there's a scam!"
During the years of disaster, people's hearts were in chaos. The villagers in this village were starving and their eyes were shining green when they saw them. Although they looked simple and kind, who knew that these people were trying to dispel their vigilance and then catch them in one fell swoop?
At night when everyone is asleep, they can launch a sneak attack or put drugs in their food, and they will be completely overwhelmed.
Xihe naturally slept on the bed and just waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
At night, the small village was very quiet. Occasionally, a crow's miserable cry could be heard. The driver was instantly startled, feeling scared and timid. He stared at the window with his eyes open all night, and the next day he had big dark circles under his eyes.
Ah Lu was surprised: "Uncle Zhang, what are you doing..."
The driver scratched his head and was embarrassed to say that he had not slept all night.
Xihe got up and washed up. The village chief came to call them to eat. The rice soup on the table was thin. Only Xihe and Fulu's bowls were full. The village chief's child immediately started crying. Xihe and Fulu were quite at a loss.
Fulu distributed the food to the children, and Xihe followed suit.
Everyone at the table, except Xihe and his servant, ate with great reverence, and the children even cleaned their bowls very clean.
Because they were just passing by, the group planned to leave after finishing their meal. However, when they turned around and saw the villagers' sad faces, they felt a strong sense of shame in their hearts. They were not at all what the driver imagined, who wanted to put drugs in their bowls, tie them up and beg for money, or share the food to fill their stomachs.
They are all kind and honest people. Even the food Xihe eats is borrowed from every household by the village chief.
Xihe sighed: "Stop the car."
The carriage wobbled to a stop. Xihe took off the jade pendant from her waist and handed it to the driver: "Tell them to go to the Cheng family shop to ask for food. By the way, ask the people in the shop to give out more porridge."
After the driver left, Xihe leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.
"Thank you, benefactor. Thank you, benefactor. You are so kind. The mountain god will bless you."
Voices of blessing came from behind him. Xihe subconsciously raised his eyes and saw Fulu opposite him staring blankly. The cup in his hand slowly tilted and water flowed onto the mat... Xihe opened the curtain and looked back.
The small village is nestled among the clouds, the houses are short and dilapidated, and the villagers' faces are full of sorrow.
They knelt down, with tears in their eyes, and kowtowed to their benefactors repeatedly, expressing their gratitude beyond words.
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