It was sunny for many days.

In the night, it finally rained for the first time since May.

The rain poured like a waterfall, piercing through the dark night, crackling on the ground, on the roofs, on the flowers and trees.

Heaven and earth seem to have merged into one.

Before dawn, there were no pedestrians on the streets, shops were closed early, and the dead wind lamps on the lamp poles were blown by the wind, and the oil inside seemed to have burned out, leaving only the faint sparks to extinguish.

Shen Wenjiang was woken up by the sound of rain, still a little sleepy, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

She had to get up, take out the night clothes from the low cupboard, put them on, and stand in front of the window looking at the heavy rain outside.

It is said that the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the right time to kill.

Especially on a rainy night like this, it will be easier to kill people.

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and she hurriedly shouted loudly.

Hualuo was outside, and as soon as she shouted, she pushed the door and came in.

"Let's go!"

Hualuo was stunned, "Girl, do you want to go now?" ”

Shen Wen Jiang didn't raise his head and said "um", while quickly cleaning himself up, he raised his hand to pick up the long sword on the wall.

Hualuo had already changed into her night clothes, and even wore her sword, and hurriedly tied the rope to the window when she heard the words.

Shen Wenjiang wrapped his cloak tightly, climbed up the window and slid down the rope.

Hua Luo did a good job, and jumped directly from the window.

The two of them went one after the other, and instantly melted into the vast night.

Except for the sound of the wind and rain, there is no other sound to be heard, and no other scenery can be seen.

With their memory, the two of them easily touched the door of Yunhu Teahouse.

Naturally, the gate was closed, and a sign saying "closed" was hung at the door.

Presumably, since they came that day, this teahouse has not been opened, and the officers and soldiers have not come to search it again.

Nothing out of the ordinary seems to be there.

But somehow, Shen Wenjiang's bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she seemed to smell a faint smell of blood.

The door was unlocked, and she pushed it open.

The two of them entered with cats and closed the door with their backhands.

It was also pitch black in the lobby, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Hua Luo hurriedly lit the fire twist and walked a few quick steps into the stove room.

The last time she came, she had already noticed that there was a secret room in this room, but the switch was not in the lobby, but under the stack of wood in the stove room.

Sure enough, when the pile of fluffy firewood was opened, a button appeared in the corner of the wall.

Hualuo pressed it lightly, only a slight "boom" sound was heard, and a hole suddenly cracked in the ground.

Then, a strong smell of blood came to my face.

Both of them changed their faces.

The underground secret room should be the place where the prince was imprisoned in the first place, and from this secret room it should be able to go straight to the outside of the city, and the prince was sent directly out of the city from this secret room last night.

Although, last night, she asked Lord Luo to arrange for people to stay here, but those who stayed behind did not act without authorization, and did not find the entrance to the secret room.

Otherwise, I would have reported to Lord Luo a long time ago.

This matter has only been one night, and she originally came here tonight to see if there are any other clues left in this secret room, after all, they evacuated in a hurry, and some things must not have time to take away.

In fact, because of the rain, she came an hour earlier than planned.

However, it is clear that there are people who predate them.

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances.

Hualuo walked ahead, quietly pulled out the dagger, mobilized his ears and eyes, held his breath, and jumped down gently.

Shen Wenjiang followed.

At the foot of the road is a long and narrow stone staircase with no end in sight, flanked by stone walls.

Through the faint light of the fire, Shen Wenjiang saw that there were red spots on the stone steps.

Hualuo obviously saw it too, and couldn't help but speed up her pace.

It was in a stone room at the end of the stone steps that they finally saw the body, which fell to the ground.

Hualuo hurriedly squatted down and counted, there were about ten of them, including the teahouse guy who received them that day with their faces burned by boiling water.

It was still very quiet, so terrible that I couldn't even hear the wind and rain outside.

Hua Luo looked at the corpses one by one, and the expression on her face became more and more shocked.

Finally, she stood up and whispered, "These people were all killed by a sword through their hearts in a very short period of time. The wound is neat and neat, and the blood flow is very small, which is difficult for ordinary people to do. ”

"Someone else can do that, right?" Shen Wenjiang asked softly.

She had already guessed the identity of the perpetrator from the look on her face.

Hua Luo sighed, looked at her and said slowly: "Yes, you can have such kung fu to cause such a sword wound." Among the Jianghu sects I can think of, there seems to be no one else except Huanhua Pavilion. ”

"So, it was the people of the Huanhua Pavilion who killed these people?"

"So to speak." Hualuo said sullenly.

After all, no one wants to admit that their fellow murderers are murderers.

Shen Wenjiang stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted: "Don't be sad, it has nothing to do with you." ”

She was actually eager to ask her all about the Raccoon Pavilion.

But she also understands that all Jianghu sects have their own rules and secrets, and they can't be told to outsiders.

She didn't want to embarrass the flowers.

Hualuo suddenly cried, looked at her and said with tears streaming down her face: "Actually, Huanhua Pavilion is not as upright and chivalrous as the world thinks...... Occasionally, occasionally, I do something... Shameful deeds. ”

Shen Wenjiang had no surprises.

This, she had thought of it a long time ago.

Otherwise, how could King Yi support the people of Huanhua Pavilion?

And himself, this person who has a deep relationship with Huanhua Pavilion, why is he also King Yi's person?

Huanhua Pavilion may not be the original Huanhua Pavilion for a long time.

Shen Wenjiang sighed secretly and put Hualuo's shoulder, "Okay, there's nothing to cry about." Since ancient times, people's hearts in this world have always changed. We can't control others, but we can control ourselves, keep our own hearts, and have a clear conscience. ”

"So girl, you have been secretly helping Qianguo, do you want to be the person with a 'clear conscience'?" Hualuo raised her head and asked her, "Then if you do this, don't you have the slightest shame against the prince and Pingguo?" ”

Shen Wenjiang was stunned for a moment, and was immediately asked.

She seemed to have forgotten who she was.

But the flowers have not forgotten.

No, it is precisely because she has not forgotten her original identity that she will go to great lengths to enter this bureau step by step and become a person in the bureau.

After all, she and Hualuo are people from two camps.

The guardianship and companionship of these days is just an illusion.

Once Hualuo finds out that she is not in the same camp as her, I'm afraid that they will eventually meet each other.

Thinking of this, Shen Wenjiang couldn't help but smile bitterly, looked at Hua Luo and said, "Yes, I just want to be the person who has a 'clear conscience'." This heart is not someone else's, but one's own. If you don't agree with this, you can go! ”

"Let's go?" Hualuo was stunned, "You let me go?" ”

Shen Wenjiang said: "Yes, if you want to go, you can go." I can see that you are different from Hua Qing, you are really good for me. But I also have my insistence, you don't understand, and I don't want you to understand. ”

"It's good for each other to leave early."