And where Mu Wan couldn't hear the sound, what Lin Shanhai said to Shi Wuqi might make her go crazy again.
"You were in a hurry to leave. Did you see some clues but couldn't tell you?"
"Of course it is." Shanhai stood by the door and made sure Mu Wan was not nearby. "Turn out the lights first, so they don't notice."
Shi Wuqi blew out the lamp. When he turned back from the mountains and seas, he bumped into the leg of the stool and almost tripped. Shi Wuqi watched helplessly, waiting for him to stumble.
"Should."
"Don't be ridiculous." He groped in the dark and found his way to the bed. "It's really inconvenient to say."
"...What happened?"
"Think about it carefully. Why does Yan Muxue carry a letter with her? Is this letter really for Liang Qiu?"
"It should be hers. Aluan said that Mu Wan told her that Senior Sister Yan has no blood relatives. If she comes out, she can only find her."
"If it's really for Liang Qiu, she can just tell her what she wants to say when she meets her. Why bother getting a letter?"
"Indeed...this is what I find strange. Although it is not a word, but if there is any problem, just say it face to face."
"Besides, the content in this letter is encrypted."
Shi Wuqi stopped talking. It's not that he hasn't thought about these things, he was just carried away by Mu Wan's emotions and didn't delve into them deeply. Things happened one after another in the past few days without stopping for a moment, making it difficult for his mind to turn around. It's rare that Shan Hai calms down, otherwise it will take him a long time to think about these issues carefully.
"So, Yan Muxue doesn't want others to see this letter... and neither Sister Yun nor Tang He seems to have mentioned or taken any intention of taking the letter. Maybe they have something to do with the person who placed the order. Employers don’t even know there is such a thing.”
"That's right," Shan Hai said, "the content of the letter must be very important. Not only is it written with special ink, but it is rewritten into something that ordinary people cannot understand - even if it is a map, it should also have annotations with words. In short, she learned from Xue Inkstone Gu Lai, with such a letter..."
Shi Wuqi pondered for a moment.
"So...she knows that she will die. She wants to ensure that she is dead, and no one can understand it except the junior sister."
"Wu Qi, do you think there are any secret words between them?"
"There shouldn't be, otherwise she wouldn't be bothered until now."
"……Too."
"So..." In the darkness, Wu Qi looked at Shan Hai's rarely sad face, "She knew she was going to die, but she still..."
Shanhai said nothing. But he could see it, and he nodded slightly. After a while, Shanhai said:
"Her senior sister knew that she was going to die, so she must know the person who wanted to kill her. Maybe it was her enemy. But again, if it was an enemy, how could Liang Qiu not think of it? It was the senior sister's enemy that she didn't know. What?"
At this time, it was Wu Qi's turn to speak. He lay on the bed, turned his back, and was silent for a long time. Seeing that he had no reaction, Shanhai guessed that he was asleep, so he stopped talking.
They all already knew that potential answer.
The person who killed Yan Muxue.
The person Mu Wan could not imagine.
He should be by their side, even familiar with them... After all, Yan Muxue risked her life to send the letter out, and also "persuaded" Mu Wan to come back; even if she "persuaded" him to come back, he could not let others understand the letter. the meaning of. As the senior sister of Xueyan Valley, she did not think about fighting to the death with the "enemy" she knew very well, but only let Mu Wan deal with it and face everything.
She can't go back...there's something wrong with Xue Yanzong.
Mu Wan hasn't had a good rest for a long time, and he keeps having nightmares every night. But every time she opened her eyes, she forgot what she had dreamed about last night. She yawned and pinched her temples. Dai Luan kindly helped her get water to wash her face. She stared at the reflection on the water for a long time, and she didn't even recognize her tired look.
The little ones who woke up were very energetic and were running around on their shoulders without fear of falling into the water.
"Do you... often dream?" she asked A Luan blankly.
"Huh? Occasionally. I had a lot of dreams when I was a kid, almost every night."
"Then can you remember what you dreamed about?"
"Yes. But the older I get, the less I can remember. I used to be able to retell the dream completely, but now I still have the impression when I first open my eyes. I turn over a little and wash my face, but gradually I can't remember it anymore. After getting up completely, I basically forgot about it."
"oh……"
Mu Wan nodded dazedly. The same goes for her. She is only about five years older than Aluan, but it is already difficult to remember whether she is dreaming or not. It would be better to say that she did not dream much after becoming an adult. She only occasionally woke up in a bad state and mood, and she vaguely felt that she must have dreamed about something last night and did not have a good rest. She really couldn't remember anything specifically about what happened, who she was dreaming about, or what scene she was in.
Mu Wan wiped his face and looked at the door on the other side of Shanhai. It was very quiet. They must have gone downstairs. But through the door, she could see that there seemed to be someone sitting inside. That figure should be Miss Qi. No wonder she didn't see her when she got up in the morning - she must have been confused. It is reasonable to see her every day, but she was careless today and didn't notice it at all. She didn't know when Miss Qi came. Summoned away.
She glanced at Duan Yuesheng's room again. The door was ajar, and she could see through the crack that no one was inside. I guess he really didn't have anything valuable, so he dared to be so careless.
Mu Wan and Dai Luan went downstairs, and the little thing fell on Dai Luan's shoulder. They were seeing Duan Yuesheng walking around beside the mountains and sea.
"Taoist Master Lin, just take two cups. What are you afraid of in broad daylight?"
"I don't like drinking..."
"It's a boxing club! Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running? If you don't like drinking, you can drink tea."
"No, I can't. I don't think I can carry you."
"What? You are looking down on me. Don't worry, I can handle the drink. If that doesn't work, I'll drink tea with you, and you can sign with me! Hey, Aunt Liang... Liang Qiu Girl, little sister Luan, what do you want to do together? If you hold it in here for the past few days, you can make people laugh. "
Mu Wan frowned and looked at the waiter who was holding a wine jar and looking over here with an eager expression on his face. He felt that his headache had worsened again. And it’s true that if you don’t sell tea well here, how can you even sell wine?
"By the way, where is Wu Qi?" A Luan asked.
"Oh, he said he was so depressed that he took Miss Qi out to get some fresh air."
"Really...it's really rare." Aluan tilted his head, "He has been holding it in for decades in the Weeping Corpse House, and he has never gotten sick."
"The corpse house? Where is that, where the corpses are dumped?"
Duan Yuesheng asked a very poor question. But if you think about it carefully, for ordinary people, it is indeed a bit technical to understand. Mu Wan thought for a while and said to him:
"You're right to understand that... you should."
They thought that Miss Qi must not need ventilation. Perhaps it was just Shi Wuqi who wanted to go out for a walk, but was afraid that someone Duan would touch Ah Qi while he was away - of course he didn't know that Miss Qi was just a corpse.
"Wait a minute," Mu Wan responded, "but before I came down, I saw your room..."
She looked at Shan Hai in confusion. Shan Hai's face turned to her side, his eyes sharpened for a moment, and he shook his head gently to signal her not to say any more. It seemed that Shi Wuqi just hid her in their room and had no intention of meeting Duan Yuesheng.
Ah Luan was joking, don't go to any fireworks place, he was afraid that Ah Qi would beat him up.
"Miss Aqi is always taciturn. She doesn't say a word on weekdays, like a mute. She is so quiet, I always forget her existence," Duan Yuesheng recalled, "She is Mr. Shi's wife or a maid... "
"Uh, almost."
"Oh... by the way, Miss Yan's... Is it okay to leave her body in Fangchunyuan? Will the body..."
The other three were stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. After all, Duan Yuesheng is a charlatan who has a lot of dealings with real swords and swords, and knows very little about these sorcery matters. Although it was not difficult to explain Shi Wuqi's identity and abilities to him, looking at his ability to understand...it would be better to do less than to do more.
"Hey! Aren't you looking for someone to play with?" Aluan immediately interrupted the conversation and ran to him, "How to do boxing, can you teach me? My master always doesn't let me touch these things. I've been curious for a long time-"
"Taoist Master Lin, this is your fault! It's always good for a girl to know something when she travels all over the world."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."
"Come on, let me reveal to you some common tricks to trick girls into drinking. Just listen to me -"
There is naturally a reason for not taking Miss Qi out. Shi Wuqi only trusted a few of them. If there were outsiders, he would never be willing to leave her there. But where he was going today, it was really inconvenient to take her with him.
Following the route in his memory, he returned to the rouge shop. There was no one in the store, and I didn't know if Miss Zhu Tong was still there. He casually walked around the store a few times, looking at the rouge and gouache on the shelves. In the early years, he thought those things were all the same color. There are so many girls in sight, and sometimes he wants to give Qi Mao some instructions, so he can tell the subtle differences.
I always feel that...under this rich fragrance, in addition to the spider's demonic aura, there are also the auras of other monsters, such as...snake and the like. But he couldn't tell for sure. After all, this was Satsuki-kun's subordinate, and it was not unusual for him to receive monsters and ghosts all day long. Besides, among her five poisonous confidants, isn’t there a Mr. She who they have never met before?
Just as I was thinking about it, a crisp and sweet female voice appeared.
"Hey, Mr. Shi, are you here to talk?"
Zhu Tong walked silently from outside the store, carrying a basket with fresh flowers in it. She wore a fresh hibiscus on her head, and she didn't know where she picked it. Wu Qi was not embarrassed when his purpose was bluntly exposed. He flicked his fan and smiled lightly, and said openly:
"There's no such thing as a cliché. I'm just here to chat today and bring something back to the girls. You have to give me something cheaper."
"Of course, you can just take it," she smiled sweetly, "but since you and I are both businessmen, we should avoid these unnecessary procedures, right?"
"Then it still depends on whether you...are willing to reveal it to me."
The fan covered the corners of his lips, and his smile became a little stronger.
