Dongluo Mountain is half a day's journey from Tianmu Lake.

The most important thing is that Xia Ji knows that there is a "gate" to enter the Wu family hidden in Dongluo Mountain.

"Go to Dongluo Mountain. ”

Nian Ying answered the call and spurred the horse.

Two yellow and brown horses pulled the carriage south.

At dusk, the carriage passed through a small town.

It's a peaceful town, peaceful and even scented.

Nian Ying's eyes turned, the source of this fragrance is the many small carts on the roadside, and the stalls of these small carts make some barbecue, stew and other ordinary foods.

But the fragrance wafting out is a strange fragrance, which makes people can't help but stop and move their index fingers.

Xia Ji is not uncannibalistic, he also smelled the fragrance, so he stopped the carriage, took some broken silver, lifted the curtain and got out of the car.

Stopped in front of a stall.

"Boss, how did you sell it?"

"Three coppers for a bunch of vegetables, and ten coppers for a bunch of meat. ”

"Why does it smell so good?"

The boss behind the cart smiled, "Local secret recipe." ”

Xia Ji smiled, and he didn't intend to ask, so he discharged some broken silver, "Come on two hundred strings, divided into two sides." ”

The boss's eyes lit up, and he couldn't see that this man with a refined temperament was actually a foodie, it was really big business, and he hurriedly became enthusiastic.

Nian Ying stood beside Xia Ji, and her heart was full of novelty.

The streets are full of fireworks, the night market is full of oil stains and earthy smells, and the shouts of people are spreading everywhere.

The oily boss was busy turning the skewers so that the heat was even,

The oil droplets "beep" and fry, giving off a meat smell mixed with a strange aroma.

The bright moon has appeared in the west, and although the sky is not completely dark, it is also fast.

The streets that are not very spacious are sometimes crossed by groups of men and women.

And the teacher mingled among these mortals, waiting to eat.

Nian Ying couldn't help but laugh in her heart.

Such a teacher who is like a myth has such a delicious and ordinary person's side.

A smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but with another glance, her eyes couldn't help but condense again, and the smile disappeared.

The white hair in the green silk has fallen like snow, reminding her and others that the teacher is not young anymore.

He stood in the noisy streets ...

Alone...

Nian Ying leaned towards him again, thinking in his heart that it would be a big deal to stay on Jinghu Island in this life and accompany the teacher.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of angry scolding sounded in the street, and then the sound of chasing and running.

The two subconsciously tilted their heads slightly, only to see an unkempt little beggar holding two handfuls of skewers with both hands, running wildly, and two tall strong men were chasing after the little beggar.

The strong man shouted while chasing: "Little thief, see if I catch you or not!!"

The little beggar eats very fast, and while eating skewers deftly, he runs through the alley with great lightness.

The two strong men chased after him for a while, chased the man away, shouted a few cruel words in anger, and then returned helplessly.

Xia Ji looked at this scene, shook his head with a smile, and felt that his mood was a little lighter, when he was thinking about laying out the world, it turned out that there were still many people in the world who were desperately working for a few skewers.

"Childe, your two hundred skewers are ready. ”

Xia Ji came back to his senses and took the skewers from the charcoal-smelling fireworks.

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the street in the distance:

"It's on fire, it's on fire."

The voice was terrible, as if a fire was burning on the person who was shouting.

He and Nian Ying looked sideways.

And just as they turned their heads, a small black hand silently climbed to the side of the skewers he had packed.

With a dexterous sweep of his five fingers, he caught more than a dozen skewers.

The five fingers were carefully lifted up,

If there is no accident, in the next second, Xia Ji's packed skewers will be much less.

But the unexpected happened,

Xia Ji's hand pushed,

He handed over the whole bag of a hundred skewers and stuffed it into the little black hand.

The thief who stole directly got a hundred skewers.

Xia Ji lowered his head slightly, and it was really the little beggar in his sight.

It was evidently a young girl, with a dirty face, smeared with coal, but her eyes were bright, shining, and eccentric with an indescribable eccentricity.

Xia Ji threw her a small money bag again, and said with a smile: "Go and return the money over there, don't steal it again in the future." ”

The little beggar was not polite, he took the money bag directly, and smiled and showed two rows of shell-like teeth, "Uncle, who are you?"

She asked, eating the skewers, her cheeks bulging.

At this time, a white parrot flew from a distance, landed on her shoulder, glanced at Xia Ji, and said angrily: "Uncle, who are you?"

Obviously, the sound of "on fire" was shouted by the white parrot, and it was also absolutely amazing for one person and one bird to cooperate with the theft.

The little beggar rewarded him with a string of roasted peppers, and the white parrot ate it with relish, and when he was done, he cried out "ahh

The people in the town soon found out about the prank, and the original tension suddenly turned into resentment and accusations, and some of the stall owners who had been stolen by the little beggar chased them directly.

The little beggar grimaced at Xia Ji, and then ran away.

Then, she grabbed the money bag given by Xia Ji, went around and around, dodged in the crowd to the limit, and at the same time grabbed no more copper and threw it at the stall that she had stolen, and after doing this, she giggled and fled out.

The white parrot flapped its wings and shouted behind her, "The wind is tight, run~~".

After a while, he was shouting: "Little lady, wait for the house, wait for the house"

One man and one bird, full of joy.

Nian Ying couldn't help laughing, "What kind of black language does this girl teach?" ”

Xia Ji gave her half of the skewers: "Half less." ”

Nian Ying said: "The teacher's 100 strings are actually for her." ”

"Ghost girl, you know", Xia Ji smiled and sat back in the car.

The two did not stay in this town,

Instead, taking advantage of the moonlight, he continued to go to Dongluo Mountain.

After a night of hurrying, on the eve of dawn, Xia Ji had already come to the northern foot of Dongluo Mountain, and came to the location specified on the note.

The northern foot of Dongluo Mountain is very desolate and remote, but it is not large.

Xia Ji did a little searching, and found Rumengxue.

But it's a dead dream.

She lay in a dilapidated log cabin surrounded by dead leaves.

The wound was treacherous, as if it had been invaded by some kind of death force on the small half of the body.

She also held a knife in her hand, and there was blood on it, like jagged ripples smearing on the edge.

"Nian Ying! Check her body and her belongings. ”

"Yes, teacher. ”

Nian Ying bent down and carefully searched for the body of Rumengxue.

And Xia Ji squinted slightly at the dead woman, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The two once had scenes of intersection, which flashed in their minds, but when they said goodbye, they were already like this.

But Rumengxue is not a simple woman, and her death must have a deep meaning.

While thinking about it, Nian Ying suddenly shouted:

"Teacher, there's a letter. ”

"Show me. ”

Nian Ying handed over the letter.

Xia Ji took it and spread it out,

The letter was still stained with blood, and it was impossible to tell if it was from Rumengxue or the enemy she had slashed.

And the text on the letter is very interesting.

In short, it was the Wu family who persuaded her to surrender like a dream, so that her heart in the Su family was in Wu and secretly sabotage.

The wording fits perfectly with the incident of "the sudden death of the green king".

Xia Ji grabbed the envelope and his expression moved.

If he is just a disciple of a family, then because of the constraints of perspective, it is likely that "the Wu family recruited Rumengxue and asked her to make trouble for the Su family, so Rumengxue killed the Qingwang, and the Wu family used this as an excuse to bring the other four major families to trouble the Su family."

Immediately afterwards, as a disciple of the family, he should investigate.

Because the "new monarch ascended the throne" is a major event, the Wu family will not kill the Qingwang for this internal contradiction.

Then his gaze fell on the letter, the knife, the wound.

The wound is corrosive, and it is a typical shot by the Wu family.

There is blood on the knife, and in this era the homology of blood exists, and with blood it can be tested.

Xia Ji didn't know why, and almost instantly determined that this blood was the blood of the Wu family.

How did Rumengxue do it?

He didn't figure it out yet.

So the next question, why did the Wu family do this?

There is no answer.

Because the person who knows the answer is Rumengxue, Rumengxue is dead, or she has been killed.

Rumengxue was lying there, but she had already woven a net.

Xia Ji thought about it carefully, the reason why he met the Ghost Emperor was entirely because the Wu family appeared when An Xun got married, but the scene was like a dream.

This matter may have something to do with her, after all, he had also pressed the shadowless ghost servant, and the ghost servant said that he had received the news.

Where did this news come from?

A flash of admiration flashed in Xia Ji's eyes.

This woman hates the family and fate, so she would rather die herself than obey the arrangement.

Before she died, she used her life to act in a play and set up a game, in order to split the family.

This game is both a conspiracy and a conspiracy, a conspiracy that is doomed to success and cannot be explained clearly.

Because the Su and Wu families have been in conflict for a long time, and the fact that Qingwang is a whetstone is also a certainty, plus the five-year covenant, all kinds of contradictions...

Her death was like pouring hot oil into a blazing fire.

is destined to push the contradiction between the two families to the peak.

And this was the beginning of the rebellion of the family.

If he is really a disciple of the family, then he passively accepts all this.

But he is not, he is the King of Shenwu, and he is also eager for the family to split, eager to completely pull the nine into the water.

He took the letter.

looked at this strange woman who died, and said softly in her heart: I will continue to push the bureau you laid out.

In fact, being in your position, being able to do this is already a genius.

There is a reincarnation platform in the world, and it is not running now, but it may not be the case after a thousand years, since the grievances in this world are settled, rest in peace.

Xia Ji finished thinking,

He walked out of the house, took out a long cylinder, and pointed it at the oppressive heaven, which had not yet been released.

A dazzling light flew out of the long barrel, and exploded at a very high place with brilliant sparks that covered the sky, and the sparks were high, like wolf smoke.

Immediately after, a spark exploded in the distance,

And so, the masses went north.

This is the Maison's way of lighting the "beacon".

If it is not an important matter, an urgent matter, or a major event, it should not be taken lightly.

Xia Ji sat outside the house in the autumn leaves, and Nian Ying stood behind him.

Dawn solstice,

Afternoon solstice.

Because of the problem of distance, the Wu family was the first to appear.

Xia Ji sighed secretly in his heart, Rumengxue's calculation was really accurate.

Although her layout has not yet been fully revealed, she has long known that it is the Su family who has come to investigate, and the first person to arrive will be the Wu family, and this is very likely to produce a pre-confrontation.

She is dead, but she is still manipulating the game.

And he also became a pawn in this game.

But this was the situation that Xia Ji was looking forward to, and he was naturally happy.

It can be said that this game, such as Mengxue, laid the first half of the game, or a fuse, and the second half of the game, or the division of the entire family, will be directed by him.

This is also a tacit understanding that Rumengxue never expected.

After the Wu family's disciples approached, someone recognized Xia Ji and said directly: "Feng Nanbei, why do you want to light the beacon tower?

Another said: "Is it because of the violent death of the Qingwang? Why? Find a reason for prevarication so quickly?"

Another person said: "Even if you find it, do you think we will believe it? The Su family chose you, it's really hum hahaha... In terms of strength, you can't break through the eleventh realm, in terms of doing things, what do you do, haha. ”

Nian Ying's expression was cold, and those who insulted the teacher died.

With the hilt of her sword in her left hand, she was about to move forward.

"Don't move", Xia Ji stopped her, then looked at the Wu family disciple, and asked lightly: "Is there anyone in your Wu family who is injured?"

Someone said: "Senior Brother Wu Zhao, yesterday was ...

He was only halfway through his words, when he suddenly paused: "Feng Nanbei, what do you mean?"

Xia Ji said: "It's not interesting, your Wu family has done a good thing!"

The disciples of the Wu family looked at each other, and suddenly the two rushed to the hut behind Xia Ji, pushed open the door, and saw a noble lady lying in the house, the noble lady's death method was very familiar, and it was almost their Wu family's murder method.

In addition to this, the noblewoman also had a knife in her hand, and there was blood on it.

The Wu family disciple immediately said, "Senior Brother Wu Zhao was not injured by her. ”

Xia Ji said: "Do you believe me if you say you?"

"Then how do you believe it?"

"Blood testimonial. ”

"Blood? Are you crazy? Why are we dripping blood?"

Xia Ji directly grabbed the bloodstained letter from his arms and spread it on the table, and several Wu family disciples suddenly quieted down and leaned over to look.

At this moment, the faces of some of them changed greatly, because this letter was really written by the Wu family...

The man thought very quickly, and his hand was like lightning, and he grabbed the letter abruptly.

But Xia Ji seemed to be ready for a long time, waiting for him to catch it.

So before his fingers touched the letter, he retracted his hand, rolled it up his sleeve, and deposited it in the storage space.

Then, with a smile, he said, "It's not enough to kill people, but also to destroy the evidence?"

The other Wu family disciples were also speechless, and when they saw the movements of their companions, they obviously understood that this belief was true.

The man failed to make a move, and snorted coldly: "Wu Ying, the deacon of the Xia Wu family." Feng Nanbei, if you return this letter to me, my Wu family will not pursue the violent death of King Qing. ”

Xia Ji smiled and asked, "Exposed?"