Shen Qing buried all the bodies. Even though her arms were sore from exhaustion, she still didn't rest.
She couldn't even remember the names of some people, so she could only erect an anonymous tombstone.
She should have arranged for them to go down the mountain earlier instead of training them first.
She will definitely avenge the forty-seven people in Qingshan Temple!
Shen Qing returned to the temple with a serious expression. She searched room by room carefully, not missing any place where clues might be hidden.
She only found a blood-stained silk handkerchief in a dark corner. There was an exquisite pattern embroidered on one corner of the handkerchief, which looked somewhat familiar, but other than that, there were no other useful clues.
Shen Qing took one last look at the temple and rode away. Without stopping for a moment, he finally returned to the Cheng Mansion that same day.
As usual, I had dinner and chatted with the Cheng family.
The seventh point is that I doubt whether Shen Qing has been to Qingshan Temple.
It was not until the evening, when Shen Qing was taking a bath, that it caught a glimpse of her legs, which were covered with wounds from riding horses.
"You, don't you feel any pain?"
"Have you never heard of the saying, 'Don't look at what is indecent?'" Shen Qing closed his eyes, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub, his voice tired.
"If you feel really bad, you can cry. I won't laugh at you."
If you keep your emotions inside, you will get sick.
"I don't want to cry." Shen Qing sighed, "Crying can't solve the problem."
"No one cries to solve problems! Shen Qing, crying is to release emotions." Seventh Point felt a little sorry for her.
"Heh." Shen Qing opened his eyes and looked at the beams above his head. "Revenge is the real release of emotions."
If the murder weapon was a sword, it couldn't have been a nearby bandit. If the blow wasn't fatal, it couldn't have been a killer.
That silk handkerchief was definitely not used by Scar and his men. It should have belonged to the murderer. Judging from the style, it should have been produced in Beijing, and the murderer is from Beijing.
As for the jade pendant, although the material is ordinary, not everyone can afford it.
Could it be the man in the carriage that day?
However, she had been in the capital for so long and had never seen that person come to cause trouble.
Apart from that man, Scar and his men had never provoked anyone else in the capital.
Is it because of her?
"Seventh, do you know who the murderer is?"
"I, can't say."
Shen Qing's fingers moved slightly, she might know who to check.
Capital city, Shangshu Mansion.
Wen Xingzhi slowly regained consciousness. He tried to move his left arm, feeling relieved. He then tried to sit up, which caused the wound to ache.
"hiss……"
"Are you awake?" Bai Runyi heard the noise and came over, squatting beside him. "How do you feel?"
"Thank you for saving my life, young lady." Wen Xingzhi said softly.
Without her, he would probably have lost his life.
"Well, just remember to repay the favor." Bai Runyi waved his hand, "You can get up and eat something."
"good."
Wen Xingzhi looked at the dishes on the table with a complicated expression. They were all cold foods, and he could not eat much because of his injury.
If it weren't for her innocent look, Wen Xingzhi would really think she did it on purpose.
"Are you picky about food?" Bai Runyi asked when he saw Wen Xingzhi not moving his chopsticks. "These are all my favorites. If you don't like them, you can have porridge."
Wen Xingzhi nodded slightly apologetically, and when he saw the porridge, he ate it again.
Mung bean and white fungus porridge.
How should I put it? It's just that... she may really not understand medical knowledge.
The reason he is still alive may be because he tried his best.
However, if I don't eat anything, it would seem like I'm fussing and might upset her.
Forget it, have some porridge.
"You still don't know the girl's name?"
"Bai Runyi."
It turned out to be her, the eldest daughter of the Minister of Rites in the capital!
"By the way, do you know who is chasing you?" Bai Runyi asked curiously.
Wen Xingzhi's eyes darkened when he heard this.
Yesterday, just as he rested in the inn, someone deliberately lured Chang Ming away in the middle of the night, and then about thirty assassins tried to kill him.
In a one-on-many situation, the chances of winning were slim. He knew that a head-on fight was not the best strategy, so he had no choice but to make a quick decision and leave first, planning for the future.
But just as he was about to escape, an arrow shot out from the darkness, and he was hit in the shoulder before he could dodge. In desperation, he could only take advantage of the cover of night and sneak into her house.
"Hello?" Bai Runyi saw Wen Xingzhi in a daze and waved in his face.
Wen Xingzhi came back to his senses: "I don't know, maybe he's after money."
"oh."
When Wen Xingzhi saw that Bai Runyi believed it, he couldn't help but sigh that she was so gullible!
Qingzhou.
Shen Qing came out of Cheng Mansion and planned to go to a local teahouse for a while, but saw a familiar figure in the market.
It was the old man who was selling salty rice cakes that day. He looked anxious and kept asking passers-by something.
Shen Qing was a little confused, and soon the old man asked her about it.
"Excuse me, have you seen a small boy, about six or seven years old?"
"ball?"
"Miss, do you know my grandson?" The old man looked at Shen Qing excitedly, and suddenly remembered, "It's you, Miss."
"The meatball is lost?"
The old man nodded with tears in his eyes, his hands trembling, and still holding Maruko's favorite bamboo dragonfly.
"Why don't you report it to the police?"
"I reported it, and the authorities said they would investigate. But none of the children who went missing in the past six months have been found." The old man was a little desperate, his voice choked with sobs.
"Uncle, I will help you find Wanzi. First, tell me what the missing children are like in the past six months." Shen Qing found a roadside teahouse and poured a cup of tea for the uncle.
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