Chapter Thirty-Seven: Tracking
The day after the rain, the sky was still overcast.
Xian Dongyu did not let Shi Yan go to the Luo family's annex to monitor where the Luo family master went, but went by himself, not because he was worried about Xiao Shi, but because he was worried that he would be in danger.
Jun Xuan knew that she was going, and looked at her as if he was looking at a fool, but he didn't stop her, and he didn't follow. What he thought in his heart was that this woman would be free when she died, and it didn't matter where she jumped.
The head of the Luo family went out at noon, and he walked through the back door of Luo's mansion.
He was followed by several servants and got into the carriage directly.
Xian Dongyu followed quietly and followed a few streets until the master of the Locke family got out of the carriage and walked into a remote alley.
The alley was narrow and gloomy, and at the mouth of the alley there was an old beggar with his stinky hair and knotted hair leaning against the wall, napping with his eyes closed.
The master of the Locke family walked straight over, walked past the old beggar and walked into the alley.
Xian Dongyu was a little strange, so he followed suit, carefully bypassing the beggar, and was some distance away from the Luo family master.
At the end of the alley is a family. The front door of the house was overgrown with weeds and the door was dilapidated, as if it would be broken with the slightest force.
It seems that this is it, and the Locke family pushes the door in.
The encymrow fish rolled over the wall and hid in a leafy tree to hide its breath.
Grass grows through the cracks in the stone slabs in the yard, and it looks like no one has lived in it for a long time. The water tank in the yard was broken, and there were cobwebs in it, and it was very desolate.
"You bought that slave of mine and ran away! Didn't you say that he would be absolutely obedient? ”
The head of the Locke family said to a man in a black robe in the courtyard, his tone was a little eager, and he said, "So expensive! Say it's gone, it's gone! ”
The black-robed man giggled a few times, his voice was sharp and thin, sounding piercing to the ears, and said, "Boss, don't worry, how can you run?" Our people are so obedient that they will never disobey their masters. ”
From this angle, Xian Dongyu couldn't see the man's face at all, and squinted his eyes to look carefully.
"You said he ran away when he saw the woman with the surname of Envy, is it really fake?"
"How could I lie to you, there's something wrong with me?"
"Then I'll ask the woman."
As soon as the Xian Dongyu reacted, they should have said themselves, but the branches under their feet were directly broken. She kicked the last time, jumped into the yard, and landed firmly in the yard.
Something had just cut off the branch under her feet.....
Xian Dongyu glanced back, only to see that under the light, something on the branch reflected the light.
Is it a silk thread? This man uses silk thread as a weapon?
"Envy winter fish? What a bold man, using the name of His Royal Highness Changnian to deceive. You've got a few lives to tarnish that name! ”
The black-robed man was still smiling when he said this, looking at the Xian Dong fish, and after finishing speaking, the robe danced in the wind, and a few silk threads crossed towards the Xian Dong fish.
This man didn't know what the technique was, but the soft silk thread was as tough and sharp as a sword.
The fish dodged sideways and had a few strands of hair cut off.
The black-robed man smiled even more happily, his tone was weird, and he said, "Good skills, but compared to His Highness Changnian, it's far behind!" ”
Rarely, Xian Dongyu didn't have a smile on his face, he looked serious, and said, "Who are you, you can use the Shu Liao Forbidden Technique." ”
"I, my master's surname is Xian, and I am his dog."
The black-robed man smiled and continued
"I listened to him and killed the one surnamed Xian."