The weather in the afternoon was extremely hot and dry, and the insects in the yard were chirping one after another, and even the wind blowing was sultry.

Hate Feng was not affected by the heat, and sat quietly at the table in the bamboo hall, looking through the thick file.

When Chu Tingyun came, he saw this scene, the wind in the courtyard blew, slightly lifted a few pages of the dossier, brought up the broken hair on both sides of her cheeks, and the cyan robe also floated in the breeze.

The thought floating in Chu Tingyun's mind turned out to be: She didn't look like a woman at all, like a man.

Hate Wind had already sensed that someone was coming, but he never saw her come in, so he looked up and asked, "Aren't you hot?"

Chu Tingyun was indeed hot, and the sticky beads of sweat on her neck were all stained on her clothes, and she immediately entered the room and said, "How are you looking?"

"It's well written, except that the drawings are a little complicated and difficult to remember, and I'm almost done. ”

"How much do you remember?"

Hate Feng thought for a while: "I basically haven't forgotten." ”

"Really, then I'll test you, how many servants are there in Jinfeng Yulu Building?" Chu Tingyun's biggest advantage is that she can't forget, in terms of memory, she is first-class, not to mention, the file is still based on the reply of the jackdaw scout, it took her five days to sort it out personally.

Hate Feng didn't think about it, and immediately replied: "One hundred and thirty-four." As he spoke, he also described the habits, characteristics, and appearances of each of them one by one, and it was extremely smooth and without a trace of error.

When it came to the twenty-third servant, Chu Tingyun asked her to stop, because what she said was exactly right.

What Chu Tingyun didn't know was that when Hate Feng used to practice in the Heavenly Thunder Sect, she had to recite spells and spells that were difficult to memorize every day, and at that time, she was intoxicated with spell cultivation and was always the first to learn the spells taught by her master.

At that time, the spells that were memorized were much more difficult than the easy-to-understand records in front of me.

Hate Feng closed the file: "It is expected that in about three days, I will be able to leave." ”

"It seems that I didn't help you with anything other than sending you the file. Chu Tingyun shrugged.

Hate Wind asked, "What do you know about the Thunder Fire Seventy-Two Path Assassins?"

Hate Feng's original name was Bai Chu, and because she was attracted by Shi Mingxuan, she entered the Jackdaw Gate, but except for Jiufeng and Shi Mingxuan, no one knew her original name, nor did she know her past.

She thought to herself, this inner trick in front of her, maybe she knew about Lei Huo, and if she asked, she might be able to get some information.

Chu Tingyun was a little strange when she asked this, but he still said: "Yaskawa's biggest assassination organization is Lei Huo, and there are groups of spirit masters who practice evil spirit arts, specializing in some high-cost assassination missions that are not visible. But in fact, the most terrifying killers of Thunder Fire are not these spirit masters, but the seventy-two assassins. ”

Hate Feng frowned slightly: "How can you see it?"

"This group of assassins are all from the Central Plains, because they are extremely vicious and despised by the Central Plains martial arts family, so they fled to Yaskawa, and after being taken in by Lei Huo, they became assassins who killed people without blinking.

"Although they don't practice spiritual arts, the martial arts they practice are also powerful, not inferior to Yaskawa's spiritual arts. Some time ago, the seventy-two assassins were in Zongcheng, as if they were going to assassinate the Bai family, and the poor family died, but the price paid by this group of assassins was also a lot. ”

When he heard others talk about these past events, he was very calm in his heart, probably countless painful late nights, which created the peace he is now.

"Do you know what you can do to get rid of this guy?" asked Hate Wind.

Chu Tingyun shook his head: "Who do you think I am? A little insider who doesn't know martial arts, how can I know about the problem that you don't even know about the Sun Rest Protector?" she thought for a moment, "Well, I suddenly had a plan, if you want to know, I can help you." ”

"How can I help?"

"The reason why Thunder Fire has been able to run rampant for so long is because Thunder Fire has no fixed point at all, and the assassins under it are all hidden all over Yaskawa, and no one has ever seen the true face of Thunder Fire Red Immortal. It is even rumored that they have close contacts with the officials of Yaskawa, so no one can touch them. However, if you meet me, it may not be. ”

Hate Feng couldn't help but say, "Didn't you just say it, there's no way?"

She waved her hand: "That's just now." If I'm like you, who has a powerful spiritual skill, and I happen to have a ready-made Thunder Fire Seventy-Two Road Assassin in front of me, things will take a turn for the better. ”

It was rare for the hatred of the wind to be so high as now, and he immediately asked, "What should I do?"

Chu Tingyun whispered in her ear, "You just need to do this." She slowly spoke out what was going on in her mind.

After hearing this, he couldn't help but marvel, and gradually understood why Shi Mingxuan arranged this task for her in the first place, and it seemed that he also had this consideration.

"Well, that's a good idea, isn't it? Chu Tingyun had a sly smile on his face.

Hate Feng couldn't help but nodded, this little girl in front of her looked not very old and didn't know martial arts, but her brain was good.

In the next few days, Hate Feng would concentrate on memorizing the structure of the house in the dossier during the day, and at night he would take Zuo Xiaoyue to practice swordsmanship together, and taught her a few tricks in Wuxiang's palm, so that she would not be bullied by that group of family boys when she was unarmed.

Three days later, she had memorized all the contents of the dossier, including the structure of the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Tower, and the information of the various servants and the fireworks girl.

Before leaving, Shi Mingxuan and Chu Tingyun came to see each other off, and the two were sent all the way down the mountain, just when they met a group of people returning to Jackdaw Gate.

These people are all escorts who went on a mission with Uncle Seven before, but they can't see where Uncle Seven is.

Chu Tingyun saw that their faces were gloomy, and there was a faint bad premonition in his heart, so he stepped forward and grabbed a person's shoulder and asked, "Where is my father?"

This person's name is Lu Peng, he is old, his temples are white, and there are sparse wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He was a water breath protector, and he joined the Jackdaw Gate with Uncle Seventh back then, and watched Chu Tingyun grow up little by little.

At this time, Chu Tingyun asked him where the seventh uncle was, and his heart ached, and he couldn't say a word.

Chu Tingyun saw that he was silent, and saw that his left arm was bandaged with a wound, and the blood had not dried up, and tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Lu Peng sighed deeply, and finally replied: "Seventh brother, he's dead." As he spoke, he lowered his head, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "He was killed by Zhuang Qishui, the eldest disciple of the Immortal Shadow Palace. ”

"Where's the body?" she held back tears.

Lu Peng glanced back, Chu Tingyun followed his gaze, and saw a carriage parked behind him, covered with a thick black curtain, and no light came out at all.

She forced her composure, walked towards the carriage, lifted the curtain, and stepped into the middle of the carriage, covered with a square white cloth in the center.

As soon as he opened it, he saw the appearance of the seventh uncle, he looked very peaceful, except that his face was a little pale, he looked no different from usual, as if he was just asleep.

For some reason, Chu Tingyun's tears didn't fall, at this moment she really saw her father's body, and suddenly couldn't cry, her heart was extremely calm.

may be the answer to that sentence, great sorrow without tears.