As night fell, boats of all sizes were lit up. The lights reflected a hazy haze through the ship's windows.

Ten miles of Qinhuai, gold powder of the Six Dynasties, this rose-colored river that has flowed for thousands of years, has staged many lingering love stories of talented and beautiful women.

Du Wenlin and Cao Cuizhu were wandering on the riverside, hearing the sound of silk and bamboo coming from the painting boat, and looking at the lights in the river, they really seemed to be heaven and earth.

"Qin Huai Hemei is beautiful in her delicateness, like a Jiangnan woman, full of soft whispers," Du Wenlin admired.

"Wuyi Lane, Suzaku Bridge, Wang Xie Hall, which of these places does not have a poignant story circulating? The Qinhuai River is still beautiful in these legends. Cao Cuizhu said that girls are always easily infected by poignant stories.

"In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people." Du Wenlin read softly.

"Alas, the glory of the past has been drowned in the long river of history, leaving only countless descendants to rely on!" Cuizhu's words were full of sadness.

"What time is it? Qinhuai Riverside tour with you, know where to return tomorrow? Du Wenlin smiled.

Cao Cuizhu turned his worries into laughter:

"Tomorrow you take your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge. It's a big deal, we'll see you on the Magpie Bridge at the time of Tanabata. ”

"When I was parting last year, I vowed that we would get married after the spring test this year, but who knows that it is entangled in mundane things, and it has not been settled until today." For this matter, Du Wenlin is indeed very guilty.

"You have just entered the official career, there are many things waiting to be done, why rush the affairs of the two of us!"

"I, I want to ask you something, I don't know if I should ask?" After hesitating for a long time, Du Wenlin spoke.

"What's the problem? So much more. ”

"Do you usually feel anything unusual about your mother's words or behavior?"

Cuizhu Bingxue is smart, since Du Wenlin asked like this, he knew in his heart that there was probably something wrong with his mother, because he also had some questions about her.

Her face turned cold, and she watched the painting boat on the Qinhuai River paddle in the water, letting the evening breeze blow the hair on her forehead.

Du Wenlin regretted raising this question, saying in his heart that how could she, a girl, set foot in the world of adults, and if she said what happened that night, it would only add sadness to her.

Thinking of this, just about to change the topic, Cuizhu suddenly said:

"She will take advantage of her father's patrol to go out at night, and I don't know where she goes. I also overheard her mobilizing her father to join a sect called the Red Seal Sect, but my father refused. ”

After saying these words, Cuizhu's face was very ugly, both ashamed and embarrassed.

"To be honest, that 'Red Seal Sect' may not be a decent organization, although it has not risen for a long time, but there should be a great force behind it to promote it, so it has developed rapidly. If it has endangered the safety of the country's society, the imperial court will increase its efforts to deal with it, and then it is afraid that my father's future will be burdened by my mother. Du Wenlin didn't want to be alarmist, he tried to be tactful.

Cuizhu understands his words very well, what she doesn't understand is that with the wife of a feudal official, why does she have to join the Jianghu sect?

Shaking his head, he sighed helplessly, not knowing how to talk about it again.

"Well, you don't have to worry too much, the adults have their own affairs. When you go back, don't ask too much about it, just pretend you don't know anything. Du Wenlin comforted.

"Can I pretend I don't know? Every day I have to face a mysterious mother, change to you, what do you think? Cuizhu was really a little annoyed.

"Listen to me, you must not ask her about this, not only will it not help, but it will even bring you unexpected trouble."

"Alas!" Cuizhu sighed deeply helplessly.

Du Wenlin gently held her little hand and faced the wind blowing in the river side by side, which seemed to be much warmer than before.

Jurong is located in the east of Nanjing, less than half a hundred away from Nanjing, starting from Nanjing, it does not take an hour to reach by horseback.

After Du Wenlin and his entourage left Nanjing, they drove their horses straight to Jurong.

On the way, Du Wenlin briefly described the killing he had witnessed. After hearing this, Meng Gang decided to go to the scene of the original crime first.

Du Wenlin wanted to find an opportunity to tell Meng Gang about Mrs. Cao's joining the "Red Confession" alone, but after struggling for a long time, he still didn't have the courage.

After all, she is Cao Cuizhu's mother-in-law, and exposing her may bring ruin to the Cao family.

He really didn't dare to take such a risk.

I prayed in my heart, hoping that Mrs. Cao could stop the precipice and eliminate this disaster invisibly.

However, I also know that such a possibility is very small, but I am afraid that I will have to rely on myself to find a way to help the Cao family survive this catastrophe.

He thought all the way about how to break this seemingly unsolved dead end.

It's still the woods, it's still the forest path, but there's no trace of the massacre.

Everyone dismounted, Du Wenlin recounted the scene that day, and when he heard the tragedy, these men who licked blood all day long couldn't help but feel frightened.

Meng Gang squatted where the yellow-clothed men flew out, pinched the soil on the ground with his hands, pulled out the dagger, and dug down.

After digging nearly two feet deep, he stood up and said:

"The soil here is soft, and it's rain-soaked so the yellow-clad people can hide in it. If it is a hard land, even if they have the ability to drill into the ground, they are afraid that it will be difficult to use it. ”

Du Wenlin also reached out and tried the soil:

"It's really good, they are not immortals after all, they can have the ability to escape from the invisible land. If you encounter mountainous terrain, it probably won't work. ”

"Then again, they must have some skills that ordinary people can't match. For example, it is possible to drill in soft ground. Otherwise, after killing, how could it suddenly disappear into invisibility? It should be back underground, drill and move away from the site. This can not only give people a sense of mystery, cause psychological fear, but also facilitate concealment. ”

"Yes, they should be in the ambush place in advance, digging a pit to hide themselves, and when the prey arrives, they suddenly emerge from the ground, this kind of assassination often catches the opponent by surprise. Moreover, the size and speed of these people are really fast, and even if they don't use the way of sneak attacks, very few people can dodge the daggers in their hands. "Du Wenlin was a witness, so he came to such a conclusion.

"As long as they are human, they have weaknesses, and they can find a way to defeat them."

"Not bad. But their threat is not to be underestimated! Because I don't know when or where they're going to pop out of nowhere. Therefore, the opponent must always tense his nerves and dare not slack off in the slightest. Over time, the opponent will also collapse due to excessive mental pressure. ”

Meng Gang beckoned everyone to get back on their horses and went straight to Jurong County.

When I arrived at Jurong County, I didn't gain anything.

The day after the bloody case last year, the county government received a report.

The torrential rain had washed away all traces of the scene, and nothing of value had been found except to help the slain brocade guards collect the corpses.

Out of Jurong City, everyone is at a loss.

"It seems that there is no clue here for the time being, or let's just go to Wenzhou." Zhang Qiang proposed.

"Wenzhou is not less than a thousand miles away from here, and if you go, the brothers will inevitably suffer from the fatigue of the saddle horse." Du Wenlin said.

Before leaving, the factory workers repeatedly instructed that they must give an explanation for the case during this trip. At present, there seems to be no other good way to go to Wenzhou again. Meng Gang said.

There was no objection to this.

Tonight's capital is full of dark clouds, and it looks like it's going to rain.

Located in the Xuanwu Gate of the capital, the Commander of the Guards is an important military institution that guards the capital, and has the power of the entire internal garrison of the capital, although it is subordinate to the Ministry of War, but it is under the direct jurisdiction of the emperor.

At this time, in the duty room of the command envoy, the commander Zheng Guotai paced back and forth restlessly, he was waiting for news from the south.

Zheng Guotai is in his early twenties, with a slender figure and good facial features, if it weren't for a general's costume, he would simply be in the wind.

It's a pity that the ruthless color in his eyes from time to time ruined the whole image.

With the sound of footsteps, a thirty-something officer dressed in the costume of a thousand households hurriedly walked in with a letter and handed it to Zheng Guotai.

After Zheng Guotai opened it, he threw the letter to the ground, angry:

"What a waste! So many people can't even handle a few factory guards, but they are wronged and wronged by several masters, what a face! ”

"It is said that Sect Master Luo's subordinates are like clouds, and the manpower dispatched in this operation is definitely not weak, why didn't he get rid of the dozen or so ordinary factory guards? It's weird. The officer next to him said.

Zheng Guotai pointed to the letter on the ground, and said angrily:

In the letter, he said that there was a young master on this trip, and he killed the three masters of them in an instant, and wounded several of them, and the operation failed because of him. is obviously incompetent, but he is still trying to find a way to excuse himself. ”

The officer picked up the letter, read it carefully, and frowned:

"Sect Master Luo is not a person who likes to exaggerate, according to Thaksin, it is very likely that there is such a master among the people who went to Jiangnan this time. It's a pity that the 'old ghost' of Dongchang didn't get the information in detail at that time. ”

Zheng Guotai groaned, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly:

"I remember that in the early winter of last year, the church sent people to Mengcun in Cangzhou to discuss the matter of joining the church with Bi Zhengchuan of Yanqingmen, but who knew that he was disturbed by a young scholar, and even the leading Song Banner Master was planted in his hands. You must know that the martial arts of the Song Banner Lord have few opponents. Now it suddenly occurred to me that the young man and this person were the same person? In recent years, I haven't heard of such a young master. But now it hasn't been long but there are two, and there are some anomalies. ”

Wang Qianhu also looked puzzled.

"Wang Qianhu, tomorrow you will check the origin of this person and report all the information to me."

"Okay!" Wang Qianhu gave a military salute and was about to go out, but stopped again:

"Since this group of factory guards is going to Hu Jinsheng's case, we still have to be careful about the people involved in this case, so as not to make mistakes in them again."

"Well, I instruct Sect Master Luo to always pay attention to the information on the actions of these people in Jiangnan, report them in time, don't do anything to make amends, and try to nip the danger in the bud! I really can't do it, so I just send those 'bugs' over again. Zheng Guotai gritted his teeth and said.

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the night in the capital became darker.