Chen'er thought for a moment and shook his head, "I can't tell, because I only saw one of them. In short, it was the look of death. The expression on his face was very weird."
"They all seemed to be laughing and seemed to be enjoying themselves."
Hearing Chen'er's words, Yang Ruoqing also frowned slightly.
"Then the secret guard came to see you just now. Apart from talking about this, did you have other things to do?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Chen'er nodded: "The county governor, Mr. Huang, wants me to stay and assist him in investigating the case."
"This Mr. Huang used to have a good relationship with my grandfather. Even if he opens his mouth, it's hard for me to refuse."
"So, I can only feel sorry for you..."
Chen'er said, feeling ashamed again on his face.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Silly boy, I am your mother. How could my mother be serious about such a trivial matter with you?"
"Besides, it's a serious matter for you to stay and assist County Sheriff Huang in investigating the case. It's too late for my mother to support you."
"If there is anything you can use me for, just tell me. My mother has traveled extensively over the years and knows a lot about things."
Chen'er looked at the young woman in front of him with an moved expression and nodded vigorously.
"Thank you mom, I'll take mom back to the house first, and then I'll go to the Yamen to find Mr. Huang," he said.
"I'll go with you!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Chen'er smiled and shook his head, "No, I have secret guards."
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and didn't insist too much.
Because the investigation was confidential, if she followed them rashly, it would only make things difficult for Chen'er and Mr. Huang.
"Okay, then go ahead and take all the secret guards with you, and be smart." Yang Ruoqing warned.
Chen'er nodded and personally sent Yang Ruoqing back to the guest room. Chen'er just turned around and left under the escort of the secret guards.
Seeing her son leaving, Yang Ruoqing felt an indescribable sense of relief and warmth in her heart.
Although he was only seven years old, and although she was only twenty-two, she was still young, but he was still a young boy.
However, she seemed to see the shadows of Zuo Junmo and Mrs. Zuo.
Her son knows how to take care of her and care about her at such a young age. It is enough to have a son like this!
…
Yang Ruoqing kept the light on and waited for Chen'er to come back. If Chen'er didn't come back, she wouldn't be in the mood to sleep.
Looking at the hourglass placed by the bedside, I guessed that it was almost early in the morning and Chen'er still hadn't come back.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't sit still anymore, put on her cloak and left the house.
When I came to the street outside, I saw the women from last night passing there together.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and followed quietly.
I followed those people through several streets, and then turned into a small alley.
They stopped in front of one of the courtyard doors, knocked on it, and heard the barking of hunting dogs inside.
Soon someone came to open the door. After letting them in, the person who came to open the door leaned out and looked around the alley. After making sure that there was nothing suspicious, he retracted his head and closed the door again.
The hunting dogs in the yard stopped barking, and everything became quiet again.
Yang Ruoqing came out from here and looked at this small courtyard that looked ordinary from the outside with a suspicious look on her face.
There must be something fishy in this yard. Let's go in and take a look?
But, that vicious dog...
With a flash of eyes, Yang Ruoqing had an idea.
She quietly climbed up the wall and found that the vicious dog was tied under the wall over there, holding a poor cat in its mouth and throwing it to the ground.
It didn't bite the cat to death, it just kept biting and throwing it out. When the cat got up tremblingly and tried to escape,
It pounced and bit again.
After several attempts, the poor cat's hind leg was bitten until it was bloody, and one of its ears was missing.
He was clearly shaking with pain, but he couldn't make a sound.
Yang Ruoqing deliberately made a little noise, and the vicious dog turned its head suddenly.
Under the moonlight, he is tall and thin, with a pair of pointed ears, a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, and two tufts of gray-white hair above his eyes. At first glance, he looks extremely fierce.
Those eyes are like brass bells, or like searchlights.
Shooting in the direction of Yang Ruoqing, if it were an ordinary person, seeing the look in this beast's eyes, he would be so scared that he would fall off the wall.
But Yang Ruoqing is no ordinary person.
Not only did she not fall down due to fright, she actually threw out the two silver needles she had already twisted in her hands.
Two silver needles were used to distinguish the two acupuncture points of the dog.
Before it could even wail, it fell down with a bang.
The dog's tongue was sticking out, crooked under its mouth, and its big, dull eyes were staring at the ground, as if it was missing something.
After a while, it died.
What Yang Ruoqing lacked most was patience. She waited for the vicious dog to die. After a while, and after making sure that there were no other hidden people or things in the yard, Yang Ruoqing jumped from the top of the wall into the courtyard wall.
He lurked quietly behind this row of houses. This was actually a very ordinary home yard. The lights in several other houses were extinguished, but the light was still on in one room.
Yang Ruoqing went to lurk under the window of that room and heard a gurgling sound coming from the house.
She peeked in through the crack in the window. The room was empty, not even a seat.
There were a row of futons spread out on the ground, and there was a person sitting cross-legged on each futon, some male and female, some old and some young.
They all had their eyes closed, their hands clasped in front of their chests, and they were mumbling words, as if they were chanting sutras.
On the wall directly in front of them, there was a Buddhist niche.
There is a clay and wood Buddha statue inside, which is a Maitreya Buddha held sideways.
The smile on Maitreya Buddha's face, coupled with the dancing candle beside it, is a bit strange and a bit ferocious.
It is not at all the kind of compassionate look in the temple that shows compassion for the world. The Maitreya Buddha in front of you makes people feel tight all over and chills down their backs.
"The Black Lotus Sect, it really is the Black Lotus Sect!" Yang Ruoqing muttered in her heart.
He looked around and then quietly exited the yard.
She memorized the scenery around the courtyard and returned the same way.
Just halfway through, he met Chen'er head-on.
"Mom, didn't I tell you to take a rest earlier? Why did you run out again this late at night?"
Chen'er received Yang Ruoqing, grabbed Yang Ruoqing tightly with her little hands, raised her head and asked.
There was a bit of seriousness in his words, as if an elder was scolding a disobedient junior.
Yang Ruoqing was not angry at all, because she knew Chen'er was worried about her.
"If you can't sleep, just come out for a walk. Come on, let's go back first. Mom has something to tell you." Yang Ruoqing picked up Chen'er and left.
Shuicheng Jianye once served as the capital in the dynasties long ago.
Jianye City is actually very large, with many rivers and bridges running through the city.
The mother and son got on the arch bridge leading to the restaurant, and heard the sound of fighting coming from the other end of the bridge.
