Qian Wenxiang went up to Feiling Mountain for official business. If he came down from the mountain, he would return to his original position. As an official of Jingzhou Prefecture, he would not stay in Suzhou Prefecture for long.
Fang Zilan knew this very well. But it is not impossible to delay the disposal of King Rongan's body for an extra day or two.
So she relaxed, listened to Hongtai's words, rested for a day, and sneaked into Suzhou Mansion quietly at night.
However, both she and Hongtai were shocked when they saw what they saw in front of them.
In a locked and secluded courtyard in the backyard of the government office, half of a pair of black corpses were buried under bushes that flickered like will-o'-the-wisps.
"This is..." Fang Zilan was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Hongtai suddenly turned cold, "Be careful, don't get close."
"The master is really cautious." A clear male voice came from the top of the attic in the courtyard. Fang Zilan and Hongtai looked up at the same time and saw a man standing on the railing, looking down at them condescendingly.
"Are you Qian Wenxiang?" Fang Zilan held the plum sword tightly. The man bowed his hand and said, "Suzhou Mansion, Cheng Zhiyan."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Hongtai step forward and block Fang Zilan behind him, "Master Cheng, long time no see."
"It's hard for the master to remember to lower his rank." Cheng Zhiyan stood up straight and looked at the two people downstairs with a half-smile, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Zilan, "Is this Miss Zixiu?"
"Yes." Fang Zilan quietly moved a step and stood next to Hongtai, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
"I heard from the people below that you two are looking for a corpse?" Cheng Zhiyan looked playful, "Whose corpse can actually work for Fei Lingshan Master and Miss Zixiu to let you two break into Suzhou Mansion at night?"
"The bones of King Rongan." Fang Zilan asked directly without covering up: "I wonder if Mr. Cheng knows his whereabouts?"
"I know." Cheng Zhiyan nodded and pointed casually, "Well, that's it."
Fang Zilan looked sideways and saw that it was the one buried under the bush. Cheng Zhiyan was so easy to talk to, but it made her suspicious, "Master Cheng, why are the bones of King Rongan here?"
"Miss Zixiu, why do you pretend to be confused when you understand?" Cheng Zhiyan chuckled, "I have already pointed out what you two want. As for whether you can take it away, it depends on your ability. ”
Fang Zilan's expression froze when she heard this. Listening to Cheng Zhiyan's words, she knew that she couldn't take away the bones of King Rongan, so she was so confident.
"What are these flowers and trees?" Hongtai asked in a deep voice, and Cheng Zhiyan frowned in distress, "Xiaguan can't remember clearly. The boss should know that there are countless exotic flowers and plants in the southeast, and Xiaguan also Not everyone knows it."
"Are these flowers and trees not owned by your Suzhou Mansion?" Although it was a question, Fang Zilan was extremely sure. Cheng Zhiyan heard this, raised his eyebrows and raised his lips and said: "Miss Zixiu deserves to be born in a ghost family, and is used to seeing secret medicines and poisons. …”
"Master Cheng, there is no need to compliment me." Fang Zilan pulled out the plum sword and pushed away the soil around the bones. "These flowers and trees can swallow the bones of King Rongan."
Hongtai had no time to stop him and watched Fang Zilan speed up his movements and clear out a piece of bones. He had no choice but to grab her other wrist and shouted sternly: "Don't touch it!"
The smile on Cheng Zhiyan's face grew wider, "Miss Zixiu, although I want to advise you to listen to the boss and not touch her."
He paused as he said, "But, it's too late."
"Really?" Fang Zilan shook off Hongtai's hand with an indifferent expression, "Does Master Cheng still want to persuade me to lose this sword?"
Before she finished speaking, she flew up and pointed the plum sword directly at Cheng Zhiyan. The silver light was so dazzling that she couldn't help but take a step back, "This is impossible..."
"What's impossible?" Fang Zilan raised the corners of her lips. Cheng Zhiyan steadied his body and looked at her hanging on the railing. His voice trembled unconsciously, "With the poison of flowers and trees, if the sword is put into the ground, it will be corroded... …”
"Zixiu's sword is as extraordinary as his own." Fang Zilan held a sword flower, jumped up, and landed in front of Cheng Zhiyan, "Master Cheng is so confident, but he feels that besides the corpse of King Rongan, there is no one else. No other evidence?"
"What does Miss Zixiu mean by this? I don't understand." Cheng Zhiyan's expression turned cold, and Fang Zilan returned the sword to its sheath with an arrogant expression, "Master Cheng, even if the bones of King Rongan turn to dust tonight, I can't take him away. It can also bring out a message.”
"What's the news?" Cheng Zhiyan said after taking time to calm down: "I am willing to listen attentively."
"The sky net is vast and sparse," Fang Zilan said word by word: "The death of King Rong'an is a clue. Cheng Zhiyan of Suzhou Prefecture is also a clue. As long as we continue to investigate, one day we can reveal the truth to the world."
"The truth?" Cheng Zhiyan repeated the word and suddenly smiled, "The ghost family Zixiu, the master of Feiling Mountain, the two of them were originally the same as the lower officials. Why are they so righteous and righteous now? "
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Fang Zilan and Hongtai to speak, he continued talking on his own, "Is it because of His Highness King Yucheng? But if His Highness knew what the two of you had done earlier, would he let you go? Instead of that, It is better to go all the way to darkness than to sacrifice merit for crime..."
"Master Cheng is determined to go all the way to the dark side?" Fang Zilan interrupted Cheng Zhiyan rudely and nodded slightly, "If not, I won't be here tonight."
"Master Cheng, you had other options." Hongtai's expression was dark and unclear, and Cheng Zhiyan said quietly: "The Hong clan's wolf army originally had other options to choose from, but you, the master, still chose to commit suicide."
He sighed imperceptibly, "Under the power, who doesn't want to call the shots, and who wants to be reduced to an ant under the stairs?"
Hongtai was speechless when asked. Fang Zilan had mixed feelings in her heart and couldn't help but said: "Master Cheng, he is different from you."
"Miss Zixiu is interested in favoritism, and I have nothing to say." Cheng Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, and Fang Zilan suddenly drew his sword, "Whether I am interested in partiality is another matter. But just now Master Cheng called me, Zixiu from the Ghost Sect, what does that mean? ?”
Cheng Zhiyan turned his head to look at the cold sword on the side of his neck, with a normal expression on his face, "There is word from the ghost gate that Zixiu will kill the king of hell in the ten palaces. If he defectes outside, everyone in the world can kill him."
"I didn't expect Master Cheng to be so clear about the news in the world?" Fang Zilan approached Cheng Zhiyan step by step, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"Since the emergence of the Ghost Sect, the rivers, lakes, and courts are no longer distinct." Cheng Zhiyan did not retreat even an inch, and said meaningfully: "Who is the master of the Ghost Sect? Miss Zixiu, who are you? Can you tolerate me? Would you like me to take a guess?"
