Hearing this, Su Tingting was stunned and hurriedly spat out the grave soil, "Not there? Why...how could he not be here? Could it be that Team Leader Bai and the others killed people elsewhere?"
"Either they brought the body with them along the way, and the child's body is not big, so they can just put it in any box." Su Tingting started thinking.
Looking in the direction of the Soul Resurrection Tower from a distance, Yang Xiao's expression turned ugly. Now he could only see the top of the tower. "It doesn't make sense. This is the best place to bury corpses. They won't carry the corpses for long distances. It's too risky." Besides, if you bury the corpse here, you will use the pagoda to suppress it, so the resentful spirit of the child will be trapped and unable to leave, which also avoids the possibility of being sought for revenge."
Thinking about it from his perspective, Yang Xiao really couldn't find a better place to bury his body. If he were the leader of the white squad, this would be the only choice along the way from Feng Mansion to the dock.
After a moment of silence, Kuang Hongyi finally said the words that were pressing in his heart, "Could it be that... the child is not dead?"
Su Tingting was stunned. She once suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, and said in surprise: "Brother Kuang, what are you talking about? How could he not be dead? If not dead, where is the child? Also, you were not present at the time Maybe you don’t know, but Shopkeeper Liu of the coffin shop also said that if the child is not dead, there is no reason why Sister Chun’s resentful spirit cannot find her.”
But Yang Xiao seemed to have thought of something. Gradually, a bold guess took shape in his mind. Even he himself thought it was impossible, "Let's go back first."
"Back to...where?"
"Of course we're going back to the carriage. Let's go to Crouching Tiger Village and find Shopkeeper Liu." Yang Xiao reminded Su Tingting with his eyes, "Remember, don't mention what happened just now to those people like Martial Master Zhao when you meet them later. Let’s just say that things are more complicated than we previously expected, but we already have an idea, but we still need to make some preparations.”
"Miss Su, please stop talking anyway. Brother Chu and I will help you deal with any problems." Su Tingting's reaction was too ordinary, and Kuang Hongyi was worried about being found out.
Beside the khaki road, two carriages were parked one behind the other. The groom driving the car in front took a handful of fresh grass leaves and was feeding the horses.
Martial Master Zhao and the others gathered together behind, found a shady spot, and stared at the road Yang Xiao and the others took back with stern eyes.
A young martial artist with a Chinese character face and a scar on his right cheek approached Martial Master Zhao and lowered his voice: "Boss Zhao, it's been so long, why haven't they come back yet?"
"Why are you so anxious? They are going to the Soul-Calming Tower. Do you think you are a worthless wanderer?" The martial artist surnamed Zhao frowned and glanced at his three subordinates. "Do you know what to do in a while?"
Another shirtless martial artist grinned and showed a cruel smile, "As soon as they show up, without saying anything, they will be hacked to death and then buried..."
But before he could finish his words, he was punched on the head. The martial artist surnamed Zhao was filled with anger and said, "Damn it, you just hacked someone to death without even asking for help. How are we going to deal with things when we get back?" Has it been solved? What should I say if the master asks me, and how can I receive the reward?"
"Remember, don't be impatient until you meet people. Try to trick them first. After confirming that the matter is completed, we will not be too late to start."
"That's right, that's right, we brothers all listen to Mr. Zhao. Working with Mr. Zhao is a pleasure and you won't suffer any losses!" Another very discerning martial artist complimented.
"Also, there is something wrong with the one named Kuang. I see that his footwork is very correct and he has some kung fu. I will deal with him personally in a while, and leave the other three to you." The martial artist named Zhao ordered.
"Three?" The Chinese-faced martial artist was stunned.
The martial artist surnamed Zhao raised his chin to the groom who was feeding the horses not far away, "There is also him. He has driven carriages for these tourists before. There is no guarantee that he has not heard some information, and we cannot keep him."
"This..." The shirtless martial artist was stunned for a moment, his face a little embarrassed, "Boss Zhao, he is just a driver, what can he know? Besides, it is impossible for those Fu Ke to tell him their secrets. Listen."
"Yes, yes, this... this old Wutou can be regarded as an old man in the house. He has always been honest and responsible. I think when my mother was sick and I couldn't go out during work for those few days, I still asked him to buy it. I got the herbal medicine and sent it to my mother."
The other three martial arts masters were all trying to say good things to the horseman driving the cart, but the martial arts master named Zhao grinned and said with a nonchalant smile: "Okay, anyway, the master will reward you with a total of 200 taels of silver for this matter. For each additional person, you will get an extra share of silver. Originally, each of our brothers earned 50 taels, but now with Lao Wu Tou, it’s 40 taels per person.”
"There is such a thing!" The face of the martial arts master with a Chinese character changed, "Then don't blame our brother for his sharp sword."
"Kill him, so that they can have a companion on their way to hell!" The shirtless martial artist looked fiercely, and the remaining one also followed suit.
"Hey, hey, here it comes!"
I saw three figures emerging from the woods in the distance, walking towards the carriage. The martial artist surnamed Zhao felt happy and stood up in a hurry, "Get ready, watch my eyes and act!"
After the others approached, the martial artist surnamed Zhao put on his flattering face again, trotted forward and handed over his hands: "Three blessings, how is the matter?"
"Hey, we encountered a little trouble." Yang Xiao waved his hands impatiently and sat down, panting heavily as if he was exhausted.
Su Tingting also knew that his acting skills were not as good as those of Yang Xiao, so he excused himself from being dizzy and got into his carriage to rest.
Hearing that the matter was not finished, the martial artist surnamed Zhao stabbed Yang Xiao dozens of times in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, then you see what we are now..."
"Let's go to Crouching Tiger Villa."
After a brief rest, the group headed towards Wohu Village. This time Yang Xiao opened the door curtain of the carriage and while looking at the scenery, he talked to the old horseman who drove the carriage. He was the man who sent them to Laoniuwan Pier before, and they also talked to each other. Considered acquaintance.
After chatting casually for a while, Yang Xiao brought up the topic, "Brother Wu, your second young lady is so beautiful. Is she also from the town?"
"You are talking about the Second Young Mistress. She is not a local. I don't know where she comes from. However, she is from a wealthy family, but later her family failed. The Master and the Second Young Mistress are old friends. The Master is kind-hearted, so he treats the Second Young Mistress Got it."
"Master Feng is so benevolent and righteous!" Yang Xiao sighed, then changed the subject, "By the way, when did the Second Young Mistress enter the house?"
This time the groom thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Oh, I really don't know about this. The Second Young Mistress never leaves or goes out of the house, and most people can't see her at all, but...but she is old, It will take at least 7 or 8 years. By the way, I once heard from Rong’s mother, who cooks in the house, that the second young mistress contracted madness when she was a child and was kept in the house for treatment, so the master did not let her out to see others. "
