The woman who was called Hua Gu by her neighbors closed the courtyard door and started to light a fire, wash rice, wash vegetables, and cook. She brought the prepared meals to the low table in the courtyard and ate in silence alone.
After dinner, I washed the dishes and chopsticks, took out needlework, scissors, and embroidery frame from the house and started making needlework.
Half an hour later, it was completely dark. Hua Gu put away her needlework and returned to the house. After a while, a gentle and even sound of snoring could be heard in the house.
From the moment she entered the courtyard until she fell asleep, Huagu didn't make any sound, she was lonely and quiet.
If Rong Fei hadn't followed him all the way last night and confirmed with his own eyes, there would have been no way to connect this ordinary woman with the female assassin in front of the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building.
The tea house is not a restaurant. At this time, the guests have dispersed in twos and threes. Rong Fei didn't want to stay any longer, so he asked the waiter for a piece of oil paper, packed up the remaining pastry preserves and kicked them into his arms. He drank the half-pot of tea that had lost its taste in one gulp, and poured some water into it. Shi Ran walked out of the teahouse.
After walking along the long street for a while, I looked around to make sure no one noticed me and then turned into a dark alley.
The alleys extend in all directions, and after a twist and turn, I return to the alley where Huagu lives, climb a wall, hunched over and quietly run to the side of the roof of the house next door to Huagu's courtyard, and hide myself. In the shadows.
In this kind of night where the moonlight is not very bright, dark gray clothes are actually easier to hide than pure black night clothes.
Although the supernatural power of hearing through the barrier does not consume spiritual energy, it does great damage to the eardrums. Although he had just obtained a few more Xuanbing Creation Pills from Murong Canghai, these were ongoing consumables for Rong Fei, so he could save them if he could.
So I can only feel aggrieved on the roof.
Fortunately, the night is not particularly cold at this time, and the body that has been transformed by spiritual energy is stronger than ordinary people. Even if you stay outside for a night, you will not be infected with diseases such as wind and cold.
Rong Fei hid in the shadow of the roof, raised his ears, and listened to the sounds in Hua Gu's room.
Indistinct snoring could be heard intermittently, and occasionally there was the sound of rats crawling across the small yard.
The group of black-clad dead soldiers who assassinated Fan Liren had a profound impact on Rong Fei, so before confirming whether the woman named Hua Gu was also a dead soldier, Rong Fei did not act rashly, but hid in the secret to observe .
Although it was unclear who ordered Hua Gu to assassinate her, Rong Fei had a vague hunch that it was probably related to the missing persons case being investigated.
Stalking is a very boring thing, especially in the dead of night. If you want to move your sore legs and feet, you need to be extra careful, for fear of making any noise and alerting the target.
There is a saying that people often have strange inspirations when they are extremely bored.
Rong Fei thought of a good idea at this time.
Every time you use your spiritual hearing power, you will receive too much noise, which will cause great damage to your eardrums. If we could control the range of noise received or eliminate part of the useless noise, wouldn't it be possible to reduce or mitigate the damage to the eardrum, allowing the psychic hearing power to last longer?
I wonder if that man can refuse for a long time!
Yu Qingzhi once said that understanding magical powers is like growing an extra hand or an extra foot. It is a bit hard to get used to at first, but as long as you persist in training for a long time, you will be as flexible as your original hands and feet.
But then new problems arise.
If you grow an extra hand or foot, you can control it through the connected bones, nerves and muscles and gradually use it skillfully.
Magical powers are intangible and insubstantial. How to train them?
Among the three magical powers that Rong Fei has comprehended, the insight from across the wall is currently providing the greatest help, and he is also the most eager to improve. But how to improve is a problem that has troubled him for a long time.
Rong Fei thought of wearing Bluetooth headphones to listen to music in his previous life and being able to control the volume through his mobile phone.
Then wouldn't it be enough to install a volume button on the Ling Ting Shen Tong that can control the volume?
As for how to install the volume buttons, this is not a problem for Rong Fei.
Rong Fei spread his right hand and pressed it against the outside of his thigh. He slightly bent his index finger and slid it back and forth, imagining that his finger was sliding the volume button on the screen of his mobile phone.
"Swipe forward to increase the volume, and swipe backward to decrease the volume."
Rong Fei kept muttering in his heart, and at the same time used his magical power of seeing through walls and hearing.
In an instant, the buzzing of insects, crawling rats, snoring, farting, teeth grinding, wind howling, and all kinds of indescribable sounds were mixed together, converging into a torrent of sound waves pouring into the ear cavity, the eardrums vibrating violently, and bursts of tearing drama. The pain spread to his brain, causing Rong Fei to groan and his face became ferocious.
The Xuanbing Creation Pills that had been rolled into small balls were inserted into the ear canal. The severe pain was relieved and a cold and refreshing feeling spread.
But even so, Rong Fei still felt very uncomfortable.
There is a lack of entertainment activities in this world and this era. Although there are brothels, restaurants, gambling houses and other entertainment and leisure places in the central area of the city, they are obviously not places that the common people living here are qualified to set foot in.
Most people worked hard all day and fell asleep soundly due to fatigue. But there are always some who are more energetic and toss and turn on the bed unable to sleep.
Since I couldn't sleep and there were no other entertainment activities, I had no choice but to have an in-depth communication with my mother-in-law.
The old bed creaked, the woman's suppressed moans, the man's heavy breathing, the children next door laughing and the old man scolding, the big yellow dog in the yard barking for no apparent reason...
These sounds made Rong Fei, who was just eighteen years old, a little overwhelmed.
"I never lock the door, it's just that some people don't have the courage."
Ji Rouer's shy look when she said these words flashed through her mind.
Otherwise...tonight...
Rong Fei couldn't help but have some thoughts, and his lower abdomen became a little hot.
asshole!
When he was shaken, Rong Fei used his fingers sliding on the outside of his thigh to dig at himself hard.
Ji Rouer is one year older than Rong Fei and is only nineteen this year. According to today's standards, someone who is not married at the age of nineteen is already considered an old girl. But in the eyes of Rong Fei, who has received modern education, she is still a little girl at the age of nineteen.
Although Rong Fei is only eighteen years old, his mental age is already over forty.
Over the past ten years, Rong Fei has witnessed with his own eyes Ji Rouer's growth from a yellow-haired girl to the blossoming beauty she is now. This feeling is like a father raising a daughter... Bah, bah, bah, that's so evil.
Rong Fei couldn't help but shudder, shook his head vigorously, and shook away all the messy and dangerous scenes.
They are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts.
After stabilizing his mind, Rong Fei started to use self-hypnosis again, trying to use specific actions to form a conditioned reflex that could control the range and frequency of psychic hearing.
On the dark streets in the west of the city, a dim yellow light came staggering from a distance.
The dim yellow light got closer and closer, and accompanied by the crisp sound of horse hooves, a carriage stopped in front of a narrow and dilapidated wooden door.
The coachman opened the curtain, and two people wearing cloaks with their faces hidden in the shadows walked out of the carriage, walked to the dilapidated wooden door, raised their hands and knocked lightly three times.
After a clatter of chains, the wooden door opened a gap, and one eye carefully looked at the two of them through the gap.
One of them took out an envelope from under his cloak and stuffed it into the crack of the door. After a while, the sound of chains clashing sounded again, the wooden door opened, and the two men in cloaks walked in silently.
The wooden door closed again, the chains clattered, and the door was locked from the inside.
The coachman outside the door lightly kicked the horse's butt. Amidst the clatter of horse hooves, the carriage gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Not long after the carriage drove away, Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan, dressed in night clothes, walked out from the corner of an alley, hunched over and quietly.
"Looking at the sneaky appearance of that beast named Dou, this must not be a serious place."
Murong Qiushui whispered. .z.br>
glory
Lan pricked up her ears and listened carefully for a moment before saying strangely.
"Obviously two big living people have just entered, but there is no sound inside. It's so strange."
"If it's strange, you'll know if you go in and take a look."
Murong Qiushui said impatiently.
"Well, listen to sister. But until we figure out exactly how Dou Qi wants to deal with sister Rou'er and find definite evidence, it's best not to act rashly."
Rong Lan knew Murong Qiu Shui's behavior and could only warn him again.
"Okay, okay, I get it, it's really troublesome. If it had been in the past, my aunt and I would have just slapped that beast to death when we were in the restaurant, and what kind of bullshit evidence would we need?"
"Hehehe, there's nothing we can do. Who made Rongfeirong the headhunter in Kyoto now?"
After complaining in low voices, the two women quietly climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the small courtyard.
"The courtyard gate is short and small, but the courtyard wall is so tall. There must be a ghost inside."
Murong Qiu Shui muttered as he narrowed his eyes and searched around.
Just as Murong Qiu Shui said, from the outside, the courtyard gate looks short and shabby, but the courtyard wall is ridiculously tall, as if to prevent outsiders from prying into it.
There is also a unique cave in the courtyard. Although there is no moon tonight, with the help of the faint starlight, you can still vaguely see that the layout of this small courtyard is quite elegant.
There are rockeries, bamboo forests and pavilions.
But there was no light or figure at all.
A gust of night wind blew by, swaying the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled, adding a bit of a weird atmosphere.
After Rong Lan twitched her delicate little nose and sniffed the air, she couldn't help the itching in her nose and quickly buried her face in Murong Qiu Shui's arms and sneezed.
"What are you doing?"
Murong Qiushui said angrily.
"Hehe, you are worried about being heard. The sound will be much quieter with two balls of meat wrapped around it."
Rong Lan stretched out her finger and poked the peak on Murong Qiu Shui's left side and said with a smile.
"Little goblin, I'll settle the score with you when I get out. Do you smell where the beast named Dou is?"
"The smell in this yard is so strange. There is no flower garden, but there are many flowers, but it is too strong. It makes the slave's nose itchy. The smell of pollen left on Dou Qi's body is covered and interfered with Many, some not sure. It should be... heading in that direction."
Rong Lan pointed to a moon gate in the southwest corner of the yard and said.
Murong Qiushui didn't hear the uncertainty in Rong Lan's tone at all, and walked towards the Moon Gate.
After the two women passed through the Moon Gate, they looked around and found that there were cobblestone paths on both sides of the Moon Gate leading to two completely opposite directions.
"Which way?"
Murong Qiushui asked.
Rong Lan twitched his nose and sniffed again, his expression hesitant.
"The strange floral fragrance is getting stronger and stronger. I can't even tell what the smell of pollen is. Where is it?"
Just when Rong Lan couldn't smell the pollen smell left on Dou Qi's body, a strange floral fragrance that was several times stronger than before was blown by the night wind.
"Ah Qiu!"
This time Rong Lan couldn't hold it back and sneezed directly.
"who?"
Suddenly someone shouted sharply in the darkness.
