The ship of Ding Xianju is very large, the attic on the second floor is a place for performing songs and dances, and the first floor half of the indented into the hull is a place for the singers and dancers to rest and dress up, which are divided into huts by wooden boards, and Jin Yu's room is next to it.

Jin Yuxiang, who had just come off the stage, was drenched in sweat, and sat at the tuyere with the wooden window propped up, and a fan shook loudly.

"Childe can understand the rules of Ding Xianju? Ten taels of singing, twenty taels of dancing, if you want to chat and accompany the wine, an hour is ten taels of silver, and the whole night is counted as four hours, and the wine is included. ”

"Just asking?" Wen Mo sat quietly in the chair.

"Then it depends on what Childe asks." Jin Yu dissipated his sweat in the wind, and looked back with a charming smile, "If you want to ask Jin Yu's birthday, whether you are married or not, or ask when you have time to go out to play, Childe has to enter Jin Yu's eyes first, in addition to a lot of silver, Childe must also be a talented man who knows how to chant the wind and make the moon, so as to get Jin Yu's heart." ”

As Jin Yu spoke, he deliberately half-untied his clothes, revealing a fair-skinned and fragrant round shoulder, which kept throwing out like silky eyes around Wen Moqing. Yan Liwu coughed lightly and twisted his head, raised his foot and kicked Wen Moqing's chair, who knew that Wen Moqing ignored it, and his eyes were still fixed on Jin Yu.

"Qian Hao said, Miss Jin Yu wants a talented son to do better for her son-in-law, and I am a servant full of poetry and books, and I am talented and talented, and I will come when I open my mouth to find any obscene words and songs. But I also have a relative request, that picture, can Miss Jin Yu take it out and let me take a look at it? ”

"What picture? Spring palace diagram? Isn't Childe too impatient? Jin Yu's movements kept getting more and more swinging, although his tone was still so tempting, and his stiff expression for a moment could not escape the sight of Yan Li.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with this woman.

Yan Liwu took a deep breath and took half a step back, waiting for Wen Moqing to make a fierce move, but Wen Moqing did not turn her face immediately as she expected, but got up and leaned in front of Jin Yu, and grabbed Hao's wrist tied to the tinkling of copper bells: "It's inconvenient to talk here, why don't we find a quiet place to talk about it?" ”

"That's not good, the son didn't pay and didn't give it to anyone, why should I go with you?" Jin Yu's eyes tightened, and then he covered up the past with a profligate laughter, withdrew his hand and distanced himself from Wen Moqing.

Seeing that the two of them kept chasing and dodging in circles, Yan Liwu became more and more anxious, and wanted to rush up to help hold Jin Yu down, but Wen Moqing suddenly popped up in her mind and told her to calm down in case of trouble, and gradually calmed down.

Jin Yu refused to leave, Wen Moqing couldn't force her out, how can I say that this is also a song and dance workshop under a big chamber of commerce, just drag away the dancing girls who make money, how can those wealthy bosses and gold owners sit idly by? If you don't make a good fuss, you will expose Wen Moqing's identity, attracting enemies who are ambushing in the shadows, putting the two of them in danger.

Yan Liwu closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, recalling everything he knew about Jin Yu.

The dancing girl of Ding Xianju is beautiful, alert, and at the same time, it is very likely that she is the murderer of Wen Moqing's four subordinates, and her martial arts will definitely not be bad - wait, Wen Moqing concluded that Jin Yu was suspicious, wasn't it because she saw that she had martial arts?

The shallow smile with confidence was silently revealed after Yan Liwu opened his eyes, and with a bang, the Huang Cheng sword hidden under the waist clothes suddenly came out of the sheath, and the sharp sword light went straight to Jin Yu's chest.

Jin Yu had just avoided the entanglement of Wen Moqing, and did not pay any attention to the inconspicuous attendant, and only suddenly discovered that Yan Li's persistent short sword attacked. Out of the instinct of saving his life, Jin Yu hurriedly pulled out something to block, only a string of sparks carried the screeching sound of gold and iron intersecting, and Yan Liwu was violently pushed back by a huge force, and took a few steps backwards again and again.

"It's just a dancer, it's really surprising to have such skills, but is it appropriate to hold a murder weapon in front of the guests, Miss Jinyu?" Yan Liwu reluctantly stopped his steps, glanced at the string-shaped weapon drawn from the copper bell in Jin Yu's hand, and sneered.

If Jin Yu is just an ordinary dancing girl, Wen Moqing naturally can't touch her casually, but if she has a weapon in her hand and moves it, then the situation is very different - the guest fights back in order to protect herself, which is a matter of course. Yan Liwu's sudden blow just now was to force Jin Yu to use force, once Jin Yu showed his martial arts, Wen Moqing could get out of the disadvantage and directly restrain her, and Wen Moqing did not live up to Yan Liwu's intentions, seized the opportunity to block sideways, and completely blocked Jin Yu's way to escape.

"All four of my men were strangled to death with soft weapons, and the murderer has not been found until now. Now that the things you are holding in your hand are exactly what the murder weapon looks like, whether you want to go to the official together or answer my question, I will give you the opportunity to choose for yourself. Wen Moqing stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were like ice thorns in the cold winter, and he nailed Jin Yu's every movement.

See the official......

Wen Moqing is the prince of Dingyuan and the emperor's confidant, and the words of the official are naturally that he is "reasonable", didn't Jin Yu throw himself into the net? However, a certain blueprint that was taken away by killing five people in a row must be of great significance, and it is unlikely that Jin Yu will take the initiative to hand it over.

Yan Liwu clenched his sword tightly, beware of Jin Yu, who might be desperate at any time.

Seeing that his identity had been recognized, Jin Yu immediately put away Fang Cai's prodigal and enchanting, and replaced it with a pretending calm and cold face: "Those four wastes are your subordinates?" In other words, are you from the Gentleman's Building? Seeing that Wen Moqing did not deny it, Jin Yu's throat moved: "What you want is not here with me, kill me, you won't get anything." ”

"What do I get if I don't kill you?" Wen Moqing asked indifferently.

"If I die, my companions will surely avenge me, and I can't get what you want anyway, so why get into trouble? Besides, we don't want to be an enemy of Junzilou, if it weren't for your subordinates running in the way, I wouldn't have attacked them at all! ”

Wen Moqing didn't seem to see the soft strings of cold light shining in Jin Yu's hands, and approached coldly step by step: "Everyone has been killed, and they say that they don't want to be enemies of Junzilou, so who will pay for their lives?" I ask you one last time, where is the picture hidden? ”

Jin Yu gritted his teeth, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "If you want to take revenge, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jin Yu jumped to the left side of Wen Moqing, and the tough iron string in his hand did not wait for a moment, and his movements were coherent and skillful, and he was extremely fast. Even so, Wen Moqing was still calm, and with a slight turn of his body, he dodged the seemingly ferocious blow, turned his wrist, and forcibly buckled Jin Yu's strings.

The strong competed, only one move to know the superiority, Jin Yu quickly realized that Wen Moqing's kung fu was much higher than herself, and did not hesitate to let go of the string that might lead her closer to Wen Moqing, and quickly stepped back.

But the room is so big, where can she escape?

The moment Jin Yu's eyes moved to the only exit, Yan Liwu almost subconsciously blocked the small door, held his breath in his chest, and held the Huangcheng Sword tightly with both hands. She knew that it was dangerous to do so, and the people who could kill Wen Moqing's four subordinates were definitely above her, she just didn't want Wen Moqing to return empty-handed, and she didn't want to let go of any chance to prove that she was not the Qinglian King.

Sure enough, Jin Yu rushed straight to the door after the virtual figure bypassed Wen Moqing, and when he was close to Yan Liwu, he suddenly pulled out the hairpin from his head, and the sharp tip stabbed Yan Liwu's neck suddenly. Jin Yu's movements were quite fast, and Yan Liwu was very difficult to dodge, and he was forced to get out of the way when he was turning, and Jin Yu did not continue to chase her, and moved towards the door. Seeing that Jin Yu forced him out of his way and planned to flee directly, Yan Li's mind was hot, and he rushed up and grabbed Jin Yu tightly from behind, and was unexpectedly hit by Jin Yu's arm on the side chest, and immediately felt depressed and almost suffocated.

This is the gap in strength, if the skill is not as good as others, you will lose people, or even lose your life.

There was no room for too much thinking between the electric light and flint, and she didn't have time to calculate whether she should let go, she only remembered that there was a cold light in the severe pain that swept from the side of her face and hit Jin Yu, and at the moment when Jin Yu screamed in pain, a force tore her away, and her slender arms were tightly clamped.

"It's just a matter of catching someone, can you do it desperately?" Wen Moqing hugged her tightly and made sure that she was okay before letting go of her hand and retracting her sword, but unfortunately Jin Yu had already run outside and disappeared, leaving only a dark red blood droplet, winding towards the side of the boat.

Yan Liwu tried to take a deep breath several times and then spit it out, but the dullness in his chest was finally relieved before he could speak, and his anxious tone went straight to Wen Moqing: "Why don't you chase it?" She was injured and couldn't run fast, she could have been caught just now! ”

"I'm going to chase her and leave you here to die?" Wen Moqing raised her eyelids to see the direction in which Jin Yu disappeared, and closed the door with a bang, "People can run, the important thing is that picture-see what I do?" Shouldn't you jump into the river to calm down and reflect on your stupidity? ”

Yan was speechless and speechless, and pushed away Wen Moqing angrily, and Huang Chengjian was heavily put into the sheath.

"She shouldn't carry such an important thing with her, if it has already been transferred, she doesn't need to panic because her identity is revealed, it seems that the picture is still here." Wen Moqing turned a blind eye to Yan Li's worrying mood, and began to rummage through the makeup wardrobe after staring around. Yan Liwu stood in the corner and watched him busy coming and going, and the qi blocked in his heart gradually dissipated, silently helping him search together.

Jin Yu's room is not big, and the things placed are very simple, a half-old makeup dowry, a box for clothes in the corner, and a wooden cabinet with a lot of scattered items, and nothing else. Wen Moqing and Yan Liwu turned over all the bottles and cans that could store things, but there were no drawings, and then there seemed to be a noise outside, and Yan Liwu couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Concentrate and don't let other things distract you." Wen Mo is as calm as ever.

Be calm. Yan Liwu warned himself again and again in his heart, took a deep breath and slowly retreated to the door, carefully observing this simple small room from left to right, and when his eyes swept over the corner, he was suddenly attracted by the box in the corner.

To be exact, attracted by the wooden floor underneath the chest.

"There, there's scratches." Yan Liwu pointed to the box and lowered his voice.

Wen Moqing looked at the box facing the outside, between the two corners of the door and the floor, and he found that the two scratches were very shallow, not too clear, but the color was very new, and it looked like it had been drawn recently, and it was only when he stood at the door that he could see it more clearly.

Wen Moqing gestured, and leaned against the door of the house to prevent anyone from entering, while Wen Moqing got up and bowed down, exerting force in his hand, and pulled the box out of the corner.

On the floor, which was hidden by the box and against the corner of the room, there was a palm-sized wooden plank that was slightly raised, and it was obvious that something was lying underneath.