Jian Wanfeng didn't pay attention to his words, and it wasn't until Chisong left and came back that his face showed any emotion.
He said: "How about Lele? Can anyone be captured?"
Chisong was about to speak but stopped, his eyes falling on Huaiyin.
"Okay, let's take him down and bury him alive." Jian Wanfeng frowned and signaled that he could leave.
Huai Yin didn't get what he asked for. Although he felt resentful in his heart, he showed all the courtesy before leading Ding Miao out of the house.
After leaving the Jian family area, Fang choked up his throat and said, "I'll take you away."
After that, he submerged himself into the mist of night.
After Jian Wanfeng left, he looked sideways and asked, "Where did the other party come from?"
Chisong asked him to move to another place. As soon as the two of them entered the house, they closed the doors and windows, carefully lowered the barrier, and said, "To be fair to the master, the person who comes should be Qiu Beichang, the Supervisor Tiansi."
"Is it him?" Jian Wanfeng was a little surprised and sat down slowly with a hint of surprise.
Could it be said that he knew something in the blink of an eye?
Suddenly, he thought of Ji Tuan's mother who was begging to be flirted with on a rainy night, and then he thought of Ji Tuan and the mysterious benefactor she talked about.
"Yes, although this person is supervising the Tiansi and keeping a low profile, he is actually a confidant of Baili Fleet.
However, there is one thing that I don't understand very well.
What does Qiu Beichang know? Why didn't he go straight to Mu Yuzhai instead of going to the lady's Zhenyuan? "
Jian Wanfeng paused and said, "You rushed to Zhenyuan, did you see anything?"
"No, when the subordinate arrived, he was discovered by him. He hurriedly exchanged a few moves with him, and then he feigned an attack and retreated."
"How's Lele?"
"It's okay, Miss. I'm playing the piano with Shui Yue in the house."
"He just comes and goes like this?" Doing nothing and letting go of the great opportunity that threatens you? What was he too late to do? Or is it that he doesn't want to do anything in the first place and is just trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
Just when I thought of this, I heard Chisong say: "My subordinates don't know why Qiu Beichang did this.
Did the Supervisor Tiansi get wind of it, or did we reveal the clues that led him to come here to investigate? "
"What you say makes sense. But what am I worried about?"
"The head of the family is worried that the timing of his arrival is coincidental, is he colluding with Huai Yin?" Chisong was slightly startled, and soon understood the implication.
After thinking about it carefully, I feel that this is possible.
Since Huaiyin got close to Baili Suhe, his actions became less and less controlled by his subordinates. There is Broken Jade in front of him and Ding Miao in back. There is no guarantee that he will not betray.
Jian Wanfeng nodded in disbelief, pondered for a moment and said, "You can take a trip yourself and see where Huai Yin went and who he came into contact with?"
"If it is discovered that there is contact with the Supervisory Office, is that okay?"
After saying that, he gestured with a hand knife and made a slight stroke.
"kill."
"My subordinate understands, let's do it now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he retracted the barrier and shot out of the house.
Soon, eighteen secret guards appeared in the courtyard to plead guilty.
"We are guilty, please punish the head of the family."
"This matter has nothing to do with you. What you have to do is to protect the safety of me and Mu Yuzhai. Others will handle the rest."
If you were asked to go, how could anyone take the bait?
Supervise Tiansi? Time has passed, Jian wants to see if you can control Tiansi, can you control your own son?
Thinking of this, he said: "Tomorrow, I will order someone to send a message to Baili Le, saying that Lele will be frightened and cold tonight, and I hope he will come to the house to say something.
Also, give this to him. "
As he spoke, he took out an iron plate from his sleeve pocket.
The leader walked out slowly, signaling for the others to return to their places. After everyone disappeared, he walked to the eaves to take the iron plate and said: "The Xuantie Order that supervises Tiansi? How can the family owner have it?"
Moreover, the things are 100% authentic and genuine Tiansi products.
It’s not easy to fake something, so how do you get it?
Jian Wanfeng squinted and said, "Thank you to a certain sect leader for eliminating harm to the people and spreading wealth through charity."
The man immediately understood and said happily: "The master of the house is referring to the master of the Shuangsha Sect? I heard that the master of the Shuangsha Sect in front of me personally went out to rob and kill a group of people from the Supervisory Tiansi. Did the master of the family get this thing at that time?"
"Remember, it must be handed over to the hands of Baili Le people." Faced with the doubt, he neither denied nor admitted it.
However, he was referring to more than just this level.
"Yi Deng Can understands."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quietly retreated into the night. Gradually it merged with the rain and disappeared without a trace.
Xiao Wanfeng looked around, only the slightest bit of coolness penetrated his bones. After staying for a while, he went to Zhenyuan.
On the other hand, Huaiyin walked all the way to the outside of the hut where Ding Miao took him to heal his wounds last time, and put his robe aside gently. He pulled out his big knife and started digging holes one by one.
Later on, the digging became more and more urgent. Then he threw away the big knife and started digging with his hands. Even though the rain was heavy and the ground was drenched, it was still dripping with blood.
But he seemed not to feel the pain, and kept digging until he was satisfied before jumping out of the pit, picking up his robe and placing it carefully to the bottom of the pit.
Then he sat down against the wall of the pit and took out a jar of wine after a long while. First he paid tribute to Ding Mu, and then he picked up the wine jar and drank heavily. As a result, he almost choked and lost his breath.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the robe and stared at it for a long time, then turned his head and smiled. He couldn't tell whether the thing covering his face was rain or... tears.
Smiling, he looked up at the sky.
Under the night, the wind was cold and the rain was cold, and there was no oil lamp in sight.
Just like their lives, they don't know where they start and where they end. Perhaps, death is the only relief.
There was a time when he thought he would be an unruly prodigal.
I never expected that it would be a lifelong burden.
When he mentioned the wine jar, he drank it one mouthful after another, and sang in a sad and crying voice: "On a lonely night, people sleep.
How many people will get drunk with a glass of wine?
Don't ask if the king and grandson are coming back... Hahaha... Hahaha, are they coming back?
Afraid of screaming... Afraid of screaming, I shed two lines of tears.
Hahaha, two lines of tears, two lines of tears... What a two lines of tears, what a Wangsunjiu.
It's a pity that you and I can no longer drink together.
No matter how good it is, what's the use? "
After saying that, he stood up and threw the wine jar next to his outer robe angrily.
The shattered pieces flew everywhere. A small patch of blood rubbed across his cheek, and vermilion seeped out, mixing with the rain and sliding down.
He raised his hand and wiped it carelessly, looking at the scarlet on his fingertips, and mockingly said: "Are you angry?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of scratching in the wind. He immediately jumped out of the pit, rolled up the soil with a flick of his sleeves, and piled a medium-sized grave bag on top.
As soon as the matter was over, Chisong's figure appeared in front of him from far to near.
Huai Yin glanced at the grave bag, picked up the big knife and wiped it with his sleeve in the rain, and said, "Sir, are you trying to kill me? Or do you not believe what I said?"
Chisong asked, "Is there any difference?"
"Yes, of course."
"oh?"
"The silence is a private act by the master. If you don't believe it, it means that the master doesn't want to kill me yet."
"How can I see it?"
"Isn't the appearance of adults the best explanation?"
"You're getting smarter."
"Don't dare to take it seriously."
"Oh, okay, let's forget about the gossip. I'm here to ask you one thing? Who gave you the letter? What's the relationship between Qiu Beichang and you?"
Huai Yin stopped wiping the knife, raised the knife and took a look at it repeatedly, and said: "Your Majesty, this question is abrupt, I have already said everything that needs to be said.
As for Qiu Beichang? If I get close to them, do you think the master will keep me alive until now? "
"Yeah?"
"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can do it." He handed the knife handle to the other party, with the tip of the knife facing his heart: "The knife has been polished, don't worry, it's fast enough."
Chisong did not take it, but lowered her eyes and noticed his bloody hands covered with soil: "Since the love is deep, why do you need to show off in front of the court?
To talk about morality, public and private affairs is just greed for life and fear of death. "
Huaiyin grinned, showing his white teeth and said: "I am just a common person, and even if I become an immortal, I will still be an immortal. I cannot regard life and death as dung. After all, dung... it is not valuable."
"Have a good mouth." Chisong's face darkened, and his chest felt tight.
"Excellent."
"snort."
"My lord, that's what you're asking. If nothing happens, please move somewhere else. Although I feel sorry for him, I still want to erect a monument for him.
Although there are no visitors from Shu in the wilderness, he still has to tell the world that he has been here, right? "
With that said, Huaiyin issued an order to expel guests.
Chisong has never been beaten so hard before, but this time he was completely wiped out. However, to be able to sit in his current position, his magnanimity and self-cultivation are beyond the reach of others.
At least he worked hard on the surface and did a commendable job. He took a few steps back and said: "It doesn't matter, you are busy with your work. For the sake of being a former colleague, Chi Songsong deserves a trip. "
Huai Yin's smile stopped, and he held the sword and flower close to his back, and said seriously: "Then I have you to work hard to watch over me, I will find a stone to make a monument."
"But it doesn't hurt to go."
"please."
Chisong nodded and watched him leave.
When it is far away, the divine light penetrates into the tomb. It can be seen that all the bones of Ding Miao are wrapped in the outer robe, and there are no hidden items. If there are any details, they are just fragments.
He muttered: "It really means nothing."
After thinking about it carefully, I felt that it shouldn't be the case. Ding Mu became very good friends with him. He died for him now, so he knew that he would definitely die in this trip.
There should be something left on the body.
But he was clean and left nothing behind. Did Huaiyin take it away first? No, no, no, the smell of the corpse still has the remnants of Mu Yuzhai. Nothing new has been added, only the previous ones can be seen.
He was so determined to take matters into his own hands and also wanted to protect Huai Yin, which shows that he must have known something.
Thinking of this, he instantly withdrew his divine light and waited quietly.
Huaiyin didn't really go far, but went farther away, covered his breath and turned back. Hiding behind the tree, you can have a panoramic view of Chisong.
Suspicions suddenly arose, and he refused to let go even after the person was buried. What is Jian Wanfeng worried about? Are you afraid that you will be unfaithful? Or are you afraid that Ding Mu will leave something for you?
However, when he saw it, Ding Mu had already died. Even if there is something, it is too late to give it to myself. Suddenly, there seemed to be something broken in his mind, buzzing.
He put his hand against the tree trunk and gasped softly, and it took a long time to calm down.
Then he pulled away and sank deep into the depths, then took out a large bluestone and brought it out.
When Chisong heard the footsteps, he glanced sideways and said, "You're coming back so quickly, but are you worried?"
Afraid of me, I will find clues.
Huai Yin walked to the grave, lifted up the bluestone, and inserted it into the ground coldly, as cleanly as if it had been inserted directly into the enemy's entrails. Immediately, his fingertips gathered together and quickly wrote on the monument: "In such a situation, we have become brothers after all. Can you tell me that I am not worried? Doesn't it appear that I am hypocritical?
No matter how bastard I, Huaiyin, I am, I still recognize what I have done. "
Chisong lowered his head and smiled, saying: "Ha, I was kidding.
Since the head of the family lets you go, Chi will naturally not disobey. What happened tonight is just routine, so don't be surprised.
Farewell. "
Hearing this, Huaiyin stopped and said in a low voice: "I won't send it off."
As the words fell, the sound of his steps gradually faded away until they disappeared. Only then did he disperse his true energy and write the last stroke with blood.
Brother, Ding Mu’s tomb.
The person who erected the monument was Huai Yin.
Helplessly, the rain quickly blurred that stroke.
Only one word is left: 彐.
Looking at the words in front of him, he was fascinated for a long time. Then, turn and walk into the darkness.
The path you have taken in life cannot be repeated.
The people and things you missed will not wait where you are.
Because if you miss it, you miss it...
