After the neighbor called Hua Gu closed the courtyard door, she began to light a fire to wash rice and vegetables, and brought the prepared food to the low table in the courtyard, and ate silently alone.

After eating, I washed the dishes and chopsticks, and took out needles, scissors, and embroidery frames from the house to make a female celebrity.

After half an hour, when it was completely dark, Hua Gu put away the needle and thread and returned to the house, and after a short time there was a slight and even snoring sound in the room.

From the time she entered the small courtyard until she fell asleep, Hua Gu did not make any sound, lonely and quiet.

If it weren't for Rong Fei tracking all the way last night and confirming with his own eyes, there would be no way to connect this ordinary woman with the female assassin in front of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

The teahouse is not a restaurant, and the guests have dispersed in twos and threes at this time. Rong Fei didn't want to continue to stay, so he asked for a piece of oil paper from the shopkeeper, packed the remaining pastry candied fruit and kicked it into his arms, and drank the half pot of tea in the teapot that had lost its taste, and walked out of the teahouse with water.

Walking some distance along the long street, looking left and right to make sure no one noticed him, he turned into a dark alley.

The alleys lead in all directions, and I twisted and turned around and returned to the alley where Huagu lived, climbed a wall, bowed and quietly ran to the side of the roof of the house next door to Huagu's courtyard, and hid myself in the shadows.

On such a moonlit night, dark gray clothes are actually easier to hide than pure black night clothes.

Although the spiritual hearing power of the wall insight does not consume spiritual power, the damage to the eardrum is too great. Although he had just gotten a few more Xuanbing Creation Pills from Murong Canghai, this thing was a continuous consumable for Rong Fei, and it could be saved.

So I can only be grieved on the roof.

Fortunately, the night at this time is not particularly cold, and the body that has been transformed by the aura is also stronger than ordinary people, and even if you stay outside overnight, you will not be infected with diseases such as wind and cold.

Rong Fei hid in the shadows of the roof, pricked up his ears, and listened to the sounds in Hua Gu's room.

The faint sound of snoring came intermittently, and the occasional sound of rats crawling through the small courtyard made the sound of ropes.

The group of black-clothed dead soldiers who assassinated Fan Liren at the beginning left a deep impact on Rong Fei, so before confirming whether this woman called Hua Gu was also a dead man, Rong Fei did not act rashly, but hid in the dark to observe.

Although it is not clear who instructed Hua Gu to assassinate herself, Rong Fei has a vague hunch that most of it is related to the disappearance case under investigation.

Stalking is a very boring thing, especially in the dead of night, if you want to move your soreness legs and feet, you need to be extra careful, for fear of alarming the target by making a noise.

There is a saying that people tend to have strange inspirations when they are extremely bored.

Rong Fei thought of a good idea at this time.

Every time you use your psychic powers, you will receive too many noises, which will cause great damage to your eardrums. If you can control the range of the receiving noise or eliminate some of the useless noise, then you can reduce or reduce the damage to the eardrum, so that the spiritual hearing can last longer.

Ask that man to refuse to last!

Yu Qingzhi once said that comprehending supernatural powers is like growing an extra hand or a foot, which is a little unaccustomed at first, but as long as you persist in training for a long time, you can be as flexible as your original hands and feet.

But then new problems arise.

If you grow an extra hand or foot, you can control it with the connected bones, nerves, and muscles and gradually use it.

Magical powers are formless and insubstantial, how to train them?

Among the three supernatural powers that Rong Fei has comprehended, the Gap Wall Insight currently provides the most help, and it is also the most eager to improve. But how to improve is a problem that has plagued him for a long time.

Rong Fei thought of wearing Bluetooth headphones to listen to music in his previous life, and he could control the volume through his mobile phone.

So as long as you install a volume button that can control the volume of the spiritual hearing supernatural power, isn't it okay?

As for how to install the volume buttons, this is not a big deal.

Rong Fei spread his right hand and pressed it against the outside of his thigh, and his index finger was slightly bent and slid back and forth, imagining that his fingers were sliding the volume keys on the phone screen at this time.

"Swipe forward to increase the volume, and backward to decrease the volume."

Rong Fei kept muttering in his heart, and at the same time used his insight and hearing powers.

In an instant, insects, rats crawling, snoring, farting, teeth grinding, wind howling, and various indescribable sounds were mixed together, converging into a torrent of sound waves pouring into the ear cavity, the eardrum violently converved, and bursts of tearing pain entered the brain, making Rong Fei couldn't help but snort, and his face became hideous.

Stuffing the Xuanbing Creation Pill that had been prepared to be rolled into a small ball into the ear canal, the sharp pain was relieved, and the cold and refreshing feeling spread.

But even so, Rong Fei still felt very uncomfortable.

In this world and in this era, there is a lack of entertainment activities, and although there are entertainment and leisure places such as green houses, restaurants, and gambling houses in the central area of the city, it is obviously not a place where ordinary people living here are qualified to set foot.

Most of them have fallen asleep from a hard day's work. But there are always some people who are more energetic, lying on the bed and tossing and turning and can't sleep.

I can't sleep, and I don't have any other entertainment, so I have to have an in-depth communication with my mother-in-law.

The creaking of the dilapidated bed, the suppressed moaning of the woman, the heavy wheezing of the man, the laughter of the child next door and the reprimand of the old man, the big yellow dog in the yard barking wildly...

These voices made Rong Fei, who was just eighteen years old, a little unbearable.

"I've never locked the door, it's just that some people don't have the guts."

I couldn't help but flash in my mind the shy look of Ren Jun Caijie when Ji Rouer said this.

Or... Tonight...

Rong Fei couldn't help but feel a little impressed, and his lower abdomen became a little hot.

Bastard!

When he was shaken, Rong Fei used his fingers that slid on the outside of his thighs to pick himself fiercely.

Ji Rouer is one year older than Rong Fei, and she is only nineteen this year. According to today's standards, the age of nineteen is already considered an old girl before she is married. But in the eyes of Rong Fei, who has received a modern education, she is still a little girl at the age of nineteen.

Although Rong Fei is only eighteen years old, his mental age is already in his forties.

In the past ten years, Rong Fei has witnessed Ji Rouer gradually grow from a yellow-haired girl to the appearance of a flower like jade, which feels like a father raising his daughter... Phew, it's so evil.

Rong Fei couldn't help but shudder, shook his head vigorously, and threw out all those messy and dangerous pictures.

It's a childhood sweetheart, and the two little ones have no guesses.

After stabilizing his mind, Rong Fei began to use self-hypnosis again, trying to form conditioned reflexes that could control the range and frequency of spiritual hearing with specific actions.

In the dark streets of the west of the city, a dim light staggered from afar.

The dim light drew nearer, and with the crisp sound of horses' hooves, a carriage came to a halt in front of a narrow, dilapidated wooden door.

The coachman lifted the curtain, and two men wearing cloaks that hid their faces in shadow came out of the carriage, walked to the dilapidated wooden door, raised their hands and knocked lightly three times.

After a clash of chains, a crack opened in the wooden door, and one eye looked cautiously through the gap.

One of them took out an envelope from under his cloak and stuffed it to the man in the crack of the door, and after a moment the sound of chains clattering again, the wooden door opened, and the two men in the cloak walked in silence.

The wooden door closed again, and the sound of chains clattering, locking the door from the inside.

The coachman outside the door kicked the horse's buttocks, and the horse's hooves clattered, and the carriage faded away into the darkness.

Soon after the carriage left, Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan, who were wearing night clothes, bowed their bodies from the corner of an alley and walked out lightly.

"Look at the sneaky appearance of that beast surnamed Dou, this is definitely not a serious place."

Murong Qiushui said in a low voice. z.br>

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Lan pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a moment before saying strangely.

"Obviously, there are two big living people who just entered, but there is no sound inside, how strange."

"It's not strange, just go in and have a look."

Murong Qiushui said impatiently.

"Well, listen to my sister. However, until we find out exactly how Dou Qi is going to deal with Sister Rou'er and find definite evidence, it's best not to act rashly."

Rong Lan knew Murong Qiushui's style of acting, so she could only advise again.

"Okay, okay, you know, it's really troublesome. If it had been in the past, when I was in the restaurant, my aunt and grandmother would have just slapped that brute to death, then what bullshit evidence would I need?"

"Hee-hee-hee, I can't help it. Who let there be a big head hunter in Kyoto City now?"

After complaining in a low voice, the second daughter quietly climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the small courtyard.

"The gate of the courtyard is short and small, but the courtyard wall is so tall, there must be ghosts in it."

Murong Qiushui muttered as he squinted his eyes and searched around.

As Murong Qiushui said, from the outside, the gate of this courtyard is short and dilapidated, but the courtyard wall is tall and outrageous, which seems to prevent outsiders from prying eyes.

Although there is no moon tonight, with the help of faint starlight, you can still vaguely see that the layout in this small courtyard is quite elegant.

There are rockeries, bamboo forests, and pavilions.

But there is no light and no human figure.

A gust of night breeze blew, blowing the bamboo forest and shaking, and the bamboo leaves rustled, adding a bit of a strange atmosphere.

Rong Lan twitched her upright and delicate little nose and sniffed in the air, she couldn't help the itching in her nose, and hurriedly buried her face in Murong Qiushui's arms and sneezed.

"What are you doing?"

Murong Qiushui said angrily.

"Hee-hee, I'm worried about being heard, there are two lumps of meat wrapped in it, and the sound will be much quieter."

Rong Lan stretched out her finger and poked the high peak on Murong Qiushui's left and grinned.

"Little goblin, I'll settle accounts with you when I get out. Do you smell where the brute surnamed Dou is?"

"The smell in this yard is so strange, there is no flower garden, but there are a lot of flowers, but it is too strong, and it makes the slave's nose itch. The smell of pollen left by the slave family on Dou Qi was covered and disturbed a lot, and some were not sure. Should... It's going in that direction."

Rong Lan pointed to a moon gate in the southwest corner of the courtyard and said.

Murong Qiushui didn't hear the uncertainty in Rong Lan's tone at all, and walked towards the Moon Gate.

After the two girls passed through the Moon Gate, they looked left and right, and found that there was a cobblestone path on each side of the Moon Gate that led to two completely opposite directions.

"Which way?"

Murong Qiushui asked.

Rong Lan twitched her nose again and sniffed, her expression a little hesitant.

"The strange floral fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, and the slaves can't even ask about the smell of pollen. Which side should it be?"

Just when Rong Lan couldn't smell the pollen smell left on Dou Qi's body, a strange floral fragrance that was several times stronger than before was blown by the night wind.

"Ahh

This time, Rong Lan couldn't hold back and sneezed directly.

"Who?"

Someone suddenly shouted in the darkness.