If what Liao Wenbin said is true, Mian Yi and the Chenghuang Temple will have a close relationship.
Liao Boqing escaped death and returned to Liulin Town with evidence of General Wu's collaboration with the enemy. With his appearance completely disfigured and the murderer following closely behind him, he was afraid of harming his family and had been hiding in the Chenghuang Temple as a beggar.
It has been a year since the Shuozhou incident, but the Beidi killer has never given up chasing Liao Boqing and followed the traces to the City God's Temple.
For some reason, the killer did not take action directly, but hid the leech in his cotton-padded clothes, trying to create the illusion that Liao Boqing died accidentally. Liao Boqing noticed the murderer's intention, threw down his cotton-padded clothes, avoided the murderer's sight, sneaked back to Liao's house, and hid in the secret room with the help of Liao Wenbin.
Due to excessive injuries or other reasons, Liao Boqing died in the secret room, and the only person who knew about this was Liao Wenbin.
At first, Liao Wenbin did not connect this incident with Han Xiang's death until he heard Zhou Yu'an's analysis in Han Xiang's mourning hall.
The killer went to the Chenghuang Temple to collect Liao Boqing's body and found that Liao Boqing was missing. In the huge Liulin Town, only the Liao family was the most likely place for Liao Boqing to go, so the killer came to the Liao family to look for Liao Boqing and the evidence in Liao Boqing's hands.
The killer did not find Liao Boqing. After all, no one could have imagined that the secret room of the Liao family was hidden in the ancestral hall, and it was Liao Ting's spiritual tablet that opened the mechanism.
The killer found nothing, and when he was about to leave the Liao family, he met the maid Xiaocui who came to look for Liao Wenbin.
Liao Wenbin is the only child of the Liao family. If something happens to Liao Wenbin, Liao Boqing, who is hiding in the dark, will definitely show up. Thus, an evil plan was born.
The killer took away Liao Wenbin's jade pendant, placed the letter in his room, and came to the City God's Temple at night.
The wind in the City God's Temple was very cold and woke up Han Xiang who was pretending to be dead. Under the moonlight, Han Xiang heard footsteps. She subconsciously got up and saw the killer.
The killer looked at the delicate Han Xiang and became malicious. During the entanglement, Han Xiang stabbed the killer with a hairpin. The killer became angry and bullied Han Xiang and cut off her head with a knife.
The killer knew that Liao Wenbin would come, and he was determined to frame Liao Wenbin. When he cut off Han Xiang's head, he deliberately placed Liao Boqing's cotton-padded clothes underneath. He knew that there were leeches in the cotton-padded clothes, and the leeches had absorbed part of the blood.
The leech in Han Xiang's severed head should have fallen out when the murderer was wrapping Han Xiang's head. It was crushed to death by the murderer and placed in Han Xiang's severed head.
These seemingly unrelated but coincidental events sent Han Xiang step by step to the underworld.
Laifu is Liao Wenbin's personal servant and a servant of the Liao family. His master is not only Liao Wenbin but also the shopkeeper of Liao. When Zhou Yu'an asked about the word "fu", Liao Wenbin immediately thought of his father.
He left the Han family in a hurry, returned to the Liao Mansion, and opened the secret room of the ancestral hall. Liao Boqing died in the secret room, and his body had been searched, and the person who searched must be his father.
Liao Wenbin was in a complicated mood and was at a loss. The door of the secret room opened, Zhou Yu'an and Shen Chongming appeared, and all the cause and effect were connected.
"Where is the evidence of General Wu's crime? But it was taken away by your father?"
"Uncle couldn't trust my father, so he hid the evidence of his crime. Only I know that place." Liao Wenbin stood up: "You are an official of the imperial court, can I trust you?"
"I can believe that at least he won't treat the people like general Wu or the governor of Suizhou. He may not be a good person, but he must be a good official." Zhou Yu'an helped Shen Chongming sincerely, but Shen Chongming was a He looked unappreciative and asked Liao Wenbin, "Where is that place?"
"I can't tell you, it's a very small place with no mark on the map." Liao Wenbin raised his head, feeling helpless: "My father and my uncle don't seem to be born to the same parents. My father is eager for quick success and quick gain, and only has money in his eyes. My uncle has far-reaching ambitions and sees his family, his country, and the world in his eyes. That place was where my uncle took me when he secretly practiced martial arts."
There was a glimmer of light in Liao Wenbin's eyes: "I can take you there!"
It was still late at night, and the streets of Liulin Town were silent, except for the sound of the watchman's watch in the distance.
As Zhou Yuan landed, Shen Chongming and Liao Wenbin also climbed over the wall. Liao Wenbin was a little embarrassed, but there was a little excitement in his eyes. For a young man like him, climbing over the wall late at night, and even climbing out of the wall of his own house, was a rare thing.
When he landed, Liao Wenbin saw the carriage parked aside and pointed with his finger: "It's your man, the one with the sword."
Holding the sword, he leaned on the carriage and fell asleep. Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes suddenly.
The carriage sped through the streets, cutting through the quiet night sky.
Shopkeeper Liao was pacing in the room and stopped when he heard footsteps. Listening carefully, the footsteps stopped outside the window. Just as he was about to move, the window was pushed open, and a man wearing a black hooded cloak stood outside the window.
Shopkeeper Liao was not surprised. He quickly walked to the window and asked, "How is it?"
"The young master has left the city with those two people."
"Where are our people?" Shopkeeper Liao asked anxiously: "We must not let that thing fall into the hands of the young master."
With a "pop" sound, the hood was lifted, and it was Liao Wenbin's young man Laifu. He looked into Shopkeeper Liao's eyes and said, "Don't worry, the things will not fall into the hands of the young master. But Shopkeeper Liao, are you willing to give up your son?"
"Then what's the use of him?" Shopkeeper Liao waved his sleeves: "Have you found that person?"
"He is already a dead man." Laifu took out a knife from his back and handed it to Shopkeeper Liao: "Put this knife away. Maybe it will be useful in the future."
"Is it done?" Shopkeeper Liao took the knife and looked at it carefully: "He is the leader of the four major captains in Beidi. The Beidi people really think highly of our Liao family. A mere Liao Boqing is worth their troubles. It's not early. Come on, go ahead and handle things more smoothly. As for the traitor, there is no need to bring him back to see me."
Laifu pursed his lips and smiled, put on his hood, followed the path he came from, and slowly disappeared into the night.
In the carriage, Zhou Yu'an looked at Liao Wenbin, who was pale, sweaty and snoring, and gently touched Shen Chongming with his shoulder: "Are you a colleague of Liao Boqing? When we were in the ancestral hall, I saw you staring at Liao Ting's memorial tablet. , but what’s wrong with Liao Ting?”
"What's wrong with a spy?" Shen Chongming snorted coldly: "Liao Wenbin's words may not be credible. Sit down."
"Master Shen, are you concerned about me?" Zhou Yu'an leaned towards Shen Chongming: "Don't worry, I checked him and he doesn't know martial arts!"
"Zhou Yu'an." Shen Chongming frowned slightly: "How have you lived these years? Do you rely on your naivety?"
What's the meaning?
Zhou Yu'an blinked and looked at Shen Chongming, who sighed softly and said, "That's all, you still have some strengths after all."
She understood this sentence clearly. He was teasing her, looking down on her, calling her stupid in different ways, saying she was stupid, saying she wasn't good enough.
Zhou Yu'an stretched out his hand, grabbed his sleeve, and twisted it hard.
