The Flower Alley in Wule City has always been very lively, and little girls especially like it here. At first it was a flower market, but later it expanded a lot and everything was sold. Every ten steps there is a jewelry store, and every twenty steps there is an aromatherapy shop. There are even more rouge and gouache sellers, and many fabric shops also have good materials shipped from elsewhere. Some young men like to come here just to buy things to please women. From rewarding maids to giving gifts to the house, you can choose suitable items from here.
But just two days ago, someone who shouldn't be here came here.
He was wearing black clothes and carrying a horizontal knife. The murderous aura around him was incompatible with the warm and fragrant streets. Everyone walked away from him, not daring to take another look.
He walked swiftly and walked all the way to a remote shop deep in the alley. This shop also sells makeup, but when we get here, there are almost no customers. When he walked into the store, the fragrant aroma made him frown. If someone killed someone here, he doubted that he could smell the blood.
"Brother, what are you buying?" The extremely young girl stood in front of the counter with her face raised and said to him in a childish voice, "Regular customers get discounts."
"Don't talk nonsense." He threw a belt, "The person has been killed, show it to the employer."
The belt was so light that it was about to fall to the ground. At this time, something invisible stuck to it and hooked it into the girl's hand. The little girl's dark and crystal eyes widened, she looked at it carefully, and then she put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed. It was a moon-white hairband, stained mottled by blood, with faint snowflake-like dark lines visible on it.
She smiled sweetly, and at an age where she seemed to be afraid of blood, she looked sophisticated and calm.
"Well...it's okay to pay you the money in advance now. Do you want it?"
"Aren't you afraid that if Zuo Jinmen didn't kill him, your employer won't admit it?"
"No, I have a friend who is an old acquaintance of him."
Behind her, slender unknown limbs stretched out, dancing in the shadows. On the left side, they are wiping some teacups, and on the right side, they are pounding something red, which should be flower petals.
"Are there any other local orders? Anyone's will be fine."
"Not yet." She held up her face again, "Even if there is, there will be no reward."
Tang He would never accept an order without a reward. But he still asked one more question, is it the responsibility of the six realms of impermanence?
"Yeah, you guessed it right. There is only one half-demon still running for his life in this area."
"Half-demon?"
"The one who killed everyone in the Taki family." She dyed her nails with the flower juice on the counter. The smell of spices made the other party flinch. "It was actually an adopted son of the Taki family. Because their eldest daughter had a child with a monster, in order to keep Fame, as if he was adopted, was raised well. His family pretended to be good to him, and asked him to respect them and love them. Until there was a conflict in the family, and everything about the sesame seeds and the millet was brought out, and the secret was exposed, and he became angry. Then he killed them all."
"How do they know they are the children of monsters?"
"Because, she laid an egg back then. Hahahaha..."
She let out a clear laugh, and the sharp black straight hook behind her placed the two teacups up. Inside are those unknown petals that have been crushed. She poured the water in, and the blood-like liquid rose higher and higher.
"boring."
"Isn't it funny?"
"Since your master knows everything, why let other impermanent ghosts investigate."
"It's no good? You don't do business that makes no money, right?"
Tang He frowned and chuckled, turning to leave.
"Don't go, let's have a cup of tea first?"
He didn't answer and left the shop. The girl was stirring a tea cup with a thin stick, while the other cup was lifted up by a hand stretched out from the shadows. The hand was very pale, and the forearms and fingers were covered with smooth soft armor.
He picked up the hair tie on the table with his other hand, glanced at it and put it on. He was wearing all silk and satin clothes, which looked expensive. There were faint patterns of snake scales on the light yellow coat. His hair is black, and the bangs on his right eye are slanted down, and he is covered with a green eyepatch - even the eyepatch is sewn with two interlaced thin white snakes. The left eye is as black as the hair, and there are two moles under the eye.
"That boy from the Xue Yan Sect, if there is no one to help him, he will never be able to achieve success. He couldn't sit still when he saw the curse in Cheng You's letter. If he hadn't written his impatience on his face, Yan Muxue can’t see any clues either.”
"You can't lose your life." Miss Zhu Tong shrugged, "Okay, go and show it to him."
"It's still a long way from the nearest spiritual vein, so it won't be long."
"Tell me, what if he doesn't admit it? I heard that Miss Yan has a letter with her. Do you want to tell him?"
"Not yet. We have to pretend that it is the information that Miying Pavilion has been searching for for a long time to make him feel grateful. Didn't that letter say it was a blank piece of paper? It won't be too late to wait until they find out something. He won't deny it. As long as she stops her from seeing that girl, no matter who it is, he will pay. Anyway, it’s a grab for the order, so if Zuo Renmen wants to cause trouble, he won’t be able to find it.”
"Young Master Tang is not afraid."
"Really, why are you talking to him so much?"
"Hey, guess how long it will take and how much money anyone is willing to pay to find out about him?"
Two empty teacups were placed on the table, still retaining a fragrant aroma.
Two days later, the people Zhu Tong mentioned appeared.
It was a leisurely afternoon. Everyone was walking leisurely in the alley, looking around. Only a few people were hurrying through the crowd. The girl in the lead walked unsteadily, but her speed was very fast. She didn't apologize if she bumped into someone, and just kept moving forward. Shanhai behind her apologized profusely to passers-by, and they chased her all the way to the deepest part of the flower alley.
Qinggui said that there was a girl in the flower alley, and she knew all the information in the world, but she only came here once in a while. In recent days, she seemed to have stayed in that rouge shop for a while, maybe she didn't leave.
Mu Wan must find her and know who killed Yan Muxue.
When she first broke into the store, Zhu Tong was startled. She only saw a crazy man with a white face and straight eyes, staring at her blankly. Before she opened her mouth, the man ran forward and said loudly as if questioning:
"You...is it you? You know..."
Her companions finally caught up and ran into the store to stop her and apologize to Zhu Tong who was stunned there.
"Sorry girl, she, she is not energetic, we..."
"Zhu Tong?" Dai Luan blurted out.
Everyone else looked at her and then at Zhu Tong. Dai Luan was convinced that she was right.
"Really! She even wore the same clothes as that day! And this rose-red belt, I remember it all!"
In an instant, Shan Hai and Wu Qi's faces fell.
"...It turned out to be Satsuki-kun's subordinates. We still remember your Scorpion sister's account."
"And there is no trace of Wan Guizhi at all."
"Oh -" Zhu Tong raised his hands and backed away, "This is none of my business!"
Mu Wan couldn't care about those old accounts, she just wanted to know the question she wanted to know most.
"I know you should know everything. Let me get straight to the point - my senior sister was killed by someone. Let me ask you, is the person who killed her named Tang He? Where is he?!"
Zhu Tong pouted and slowly sat back on the chair. She crossed her arms and made a round circle with her upper hand, which meant asking for copper coins.
"After all, you are a businessman, why can't you talk to me about the price first? If it weren't for Miss Aluan's sake, I would have kicked you out a long time ago."
"Girl, they don't have much money recently," Duan Yuesheng said sincerely, "Please be patient with your price..."
"No, we don't want to be vague about Liangqiu. You can just ask for the price." Shi Wuqi said coldly, "And we don't want to owe Miying Pavilion any favors. Even if the money is not enough, is there anything we can do to help you? Anything else you need, just ask."
"Hey, Mr. Shi, it's very dangerous to speak too absolutely."
Judging from Zhu Tong's tone, he didn't intend to buy it. Lin Shanhai stood aside, feeling that it was inappropriate to say anything. After being stiff for a while, Duan Yuesheng broke the awkward situation.
"Let's do it this way. I'll have a share of your price, and I'll also settle the score with that boy named Tang. After all, the knife I bought was broken by him, don't you think?"
After saying that, he scratched his head again and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Miss Liangqiu, I didn't know your last name before. It has two characters..."
Mu Wan no longer cares about this, she just wants to know who the murderer is. But she was still awake and knew that the letter in her hand could never be revealed to anyone in the Shadow Pavilion.
"Besides him, I want to ask you about someone else." Mu Wan put her hands on the table and stared into her big eyes, "I also want to know who is the person who wants to kill my senior sister."
Zhu Tong picked up the tea cup unhurriedly.
"Do you have to know? You will be sad."
"What do you mean?" Mu Wan's lips trembled, "Of course I want to know."
Shi Wuqi also crossed his arms, raised his face slightly, and looked at this unpleasant girl with contempt.
"You make an offer."
"I want to...well, let me think about it."
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tong fell into hard thinking, and he didn't know if he was really thinking about it. After a while, she opened her eyes, held her face with her hands again, and spoke out the revenge she wanted.
"I want five taels of half-demon blood."
As soon as these words came out, several people didn't know what to say. It doesn’t matter if someone agrees to it, or if they don’t agree to it. Just a while ago, I heard Lord Jiyue and Lord Ye Yue say that they were tracking down a half-demon who had killed everyone in the Taki Mansion. Now that people from the Shadow Pavilion have mentioned this, it is hard not to make people suspect that this was a deliberate request.
"Miss Zhu Tong..." Shanhai said slowly, "You are making things difficult for us."
"In any case," she opened her eyes wide, "if you don't do it, there won't be many people who are willing to use money to do things."
They stopped talking.
