Kuang Hongyi's nervous expression relaxed slightly, and he licked his dry lips, "Brother Chu, what do you think of what happened tonight?"
Yang Xiao directly told the story about meeting Bo Xichuan and the third young master. After hearing this, Kuang Hongyi fell into thinking, "The Feng family didn't tell us the truth. They bribed the leader Bai of the Bai family's gatehouse and announced to the outside that they were happy. He fell into the water and died. In fact, he betrothed Xiyao to Old Master Feng on the first seven days, in the way you saw. No wonder Xiyao was so resentful that he turned into a ghost and demanded his life from the Feng family."
"That should be it." Yang Xiao recalled the scene at that time and still couldn't help but feel scared.
"By the way, Brother Chu, do the two red lanterns hanging outside the door look familiar to you?" Kuang Hongyi turned his head and asked suddenly.
Seeing that Yang Xiao didn't respond, Kuang Hongyi reminded him: "You received the script box. There are three cards in it. Do you remember?"
Now Yang Xiao remembered, yes, there are three cards in the script box. The first one is the Feng family mansion located on the main street. The second one depicts this place, the lake in the backyard, and every room beside the lake. There are two big red lanterns hanging outside the door!
The picture is surprisingly consistent with what we see now!
"Are those cards a hint for us?" Yang Xiao thought that those cards would be clue cards, but he just didn't expect them to be of any use.
"Yes, I checked the information before coming here. The red lantern on the second card is of a special format. It is a lantern specially used in ancient times. Now it seems that this implies that Xi Yao was sent to the uncle's ship."
"What about the third card?" The third card was the most special, with a turbid darkness on it. Yang Xiao remembered it clearly, after all, he was confused at the time.
At this moment, Kuang Hongyi pretended to be secretive, laughed twice and said, "Originally, I didn't know what it meant, but you reminded me just now, Brother Chu."
Yang Xiao looked at him puzzled.
"You said you saw the Bohu boat sinking to the bottom of the lake." Kuang Hongyi pressed his palm down and made a sinking gesture.
It was like a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Yang Xiao immediately understood, "That blurry darkness is the lake water! It's the dark and turbid lake water at night!"
"That's right! This third card is to remind us that the ship and Xi Yao were sunk to the bottom of the lake together, and this is the top priority of this mission!" After saying this, Kuang Hongyi couldn't help but worry. Get up, "Looking at this situation, I'm afraid we will have to go into the water again soon to find the boat and Xiyao's body. This time we may have to dive into the lake."
Hearing this, Yang Xiao was immediately frightened. Although he was a good swimmer and could be considered a prostitute in the swimming pool, the water in this lake was cold and chilly. There were still many sunken ships and corpses down there.
The thought of bumping into Sun Amao and others in the lake with extremely low visibility made Yang Xiao feel bad.
Realizing that Yang Xiao's face turned pale, Kuang Hongyi changed the topic, "By the way, Brother Chu, when I came to the town to look for clues earlier, I accidentally heard an ancient saying. According to the locals, it has been circulated for many years."
Kuang Hongyi was silent for a moment, recalling word for word: "The first daughter will not marry outside, and the second son will stay on his knees. If you are lucky and have a short life, don't step through the gate of a deep house."
"I have asked several local elderly people to verify it. They all said that they have heard this ancient saying, and in Fengmen, a small and remote place, the only one recognized by the locals as a wealthy family is one big family." Kuang Hongyi pointed at his feet. "It's the Feng Family Courtyard on the former site of the flour mill."
In this way, things will become much clearer. The first two sentences have no clue for the time being, but the following sentence of "luck is bad and fate is shallow", and the sentence "Don't cross the gate of the deep house and compound" hints at Xi Yao's experience.
The night was already deep, and there were only so many clues now. If we continued talking, there would be no results. Kuang Hongyi was injured, so Yang Xiao asked him to rest first and keep vigil by himself.
"How can I let you, Brother Chu, suffer alone?" Kuang Hongyi walked to the table, picked up the candlestick with a very generous backhand, and was about to touch Su Tingting.
Yang Xiao quickly stopped him, "There's no need to do this. Having her will only delay things. I...I'm fine by myself."
Seeing what Yang Xiao had said, Kuang Hongyi reluctantly put down the candlestick, turned around and said, "Brother Chu, you just have a good heart. So, if you wake me up in a few hours, I will change your shift."
After Kuang Hongyi fell asleep, Yang Xiao checked the doors and windows again and looked out through the gap. The people gathered by the lake in the distance had dispersed. I guess Butler Liu and others also knew that something had happened to the papermaker, and the third young master was afraid that he was also evil. Much good and little good.
I sat at the table and poured myself a cup of tea. Fortunately, the tea was freshly replaced and was still warm.
Yang Xiao clenched the tea cup tightly, feeling the heat radiating from his hands and heart, and his chaotic mood gradually calmed down.
Don't believe everything Kuang Hongyi said. Yang Xiao believed that Xu Su didn't take the initiative to give him grave soil, but it would be ridiculous to say that Xu Su killed him.
Imagine the scene at that time. Xu Su had grave soil and was already in an invincible position. He only had to wait for Sun Amao to deal with Kuang Hongyi, so there was no need to make a sneak attack with a sword.
Moreover, the two of them are obviously not of the same level when it comes to fighting. Xu Su is a weak woman, and Kuang Hongyi is powerful and strong. Even if he attacks Xu Su in a sneak attack, he is no match. Moreover, judging from the relationship between the two, Kuang Hongyi is always wary of Xu Su, so there is a possibility of a successful sneak attack. Sex is next to zero.
Yang Xiao judged that the real scene should be like this. After Kuang Hongyi discovered that Xu Su was holding the grave soil in his mouth and refused to give it to him, he became murderous and seriously injured Xu Su with a short knife. He left her on the boat to die and jumped on Sun Amao. The ship slipped away.
Of course, it is also possible that the seriously injured Xu Su was directly thrown into the water.
This can also be seen from the injured part of Kuang Hongyi. Xu Su should have been injured and fell to the ground, but he was still resisting with a knife, slashing and stabbing Kuang Hongyi's calf.
If Kuang Hongyi said he was attacked by a sneak attack, the injury should not be at this location. Think about it from his perspective. If he were attacked by a sneak attack, the first blow would definitely go straight to the vital point, and at least one of his moves would be disabled.
Facing an expert like Kuang Hongyi, if he can't succeed in one strike, he won't get a second chance to strike.
Xu Su was strangers to him, Yang Xiao had no intention of seeking justice for her, and Kuang Hongyi's behavior could not be faulted. In a life-or-death situation, survival was the only way to go. Even if it were him, under the same conditions, Xu Su would have a grave. If the soil is not handed over, today next year will also be her death anniversary.
Hmm... Of course, it might be his own, if Xu Su is also a hidden practitioner.
"Huh——" Yang Xiao made up his mind to actively exercise after returning. It is best to sign up for a Sanda fighting class or something. There is no need to consider the rules. Learn whatever is practical. Whether it is a sneak attack or a three-way attack, the main focus is on one move and one move. The more insidious and destructive the enemy is, the better.
I don’t have time to write the script. If I can’t, I’ll ask for leave in the nightmare group and tell my fellow drama fans that the author is currently busy with PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds. If he loses, he will be gone. I think everyone will understand.
