"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

"Lord Zhao!!"

"This..."

Wudang Flying Gate suddenly messed up.

More people saw this scene, and their hearts were cold, and then they thought of the sentence "The door of the underworld is opened, the ghost is returned, the eight sinners, the soul is hooked", and they feel that the autumn wind is cold.

Xia Wushu glanced at the corpse on the ground, his pretty face was cold, and then he raised his voice: "This matter is very important, the gangsters are extremely vicious, who can tell me what happened yesterday!"

Now the three gods of Wudang Feimen are all out to investigate the case, and the king is in retreat, which can be said to be a group of dragons without a leader.

Luo Wuqing glanced at the bones on the ground, his expression was gloomy, and then he walked out and said, "Luo Wuqing, the position of the head catcher, I have seen Lord Xia." ”

"Do you know?"

"I went out with Lord Zhao yesterday, so I naturally know the situation, please listen to me tell you slowly. ”

As he spoke, Luo Wuqing said "Invite to watch the massacre", "Spontaneous combustion on the trees of eight civilians", "Condense ghosts, kill but not destroy", "Lord Zhao kills ghosts", and some of the words that the ghost said.

Xia Wushu said: "This is not a ghost, don't speculate." ”

"Yes. ”

Xia Wushu said as he swept around, only to see that Wudang Feimen Hunting had a look of fear in his eyes, obviously a little shaken.

Her squinted apricot eyes turned again, settled on Luo Wuqing's shoes, and suddenly said, "You retreated last night because of the rain?"

Luo Wuqing said: "Lord Zhao took us to wait for the enemy for a long time and did not come, and when he saw the rain, he retreated. ”

Xia Wushu suddenly said, "Take me to see him." ”

Wudang Feimen didn't have a person to talk to at this time, so he naturally kept Lord Zhao's body still while taking her into the inner hall.

After Xia Wushu had a conversation with him, he checked the carbon corpse by himself...

The room was scary-quiet and scary.

He muttered: "This is obviously white phosphorus spontaneous combustion, but it is unreasonable... Moreover, the toner that this corpse turned into is obviously a dead thing, how can it be condensed and formed? How can it be killed again and again, but it can still be condensed? What is the reason?"

Xia Wushu suddenly said: "Who took the sample of corpse carbon?"

Luo Wuqing came out and said: "It was Lord Zhao who ordered Luo to pick it." ”

"You see an anomaly when you pick it?"

"Yes..."Luo Wuqing showed a look of reminiscence, "At that time, I put the corpse charcoal in the porcelain bottle, but the porcelain bottle made a thumping sound from the inside out, as if the corpse carbon was about to break out of the bottle, and the sound did not disappear until I was far away. ”

"Then why didn't Lord Zhao's corpse condense into a ghost?" Xia Wushu asked directly, "If it's really some ghost pawn in the underworld who seduces the soul and the ghosts and gods are naturally powerful, then why don't they let Lord Zhao's corpse condense and shout something like this again?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, but they were also stunned.

Xia Wushu said: "In this matter, someone pretending to be a god and a ghost, it must involve the evil demons, and those who are not good will not come." ”

An elite patrol said, "So what now?"

Xia Wushu is completely different here from at home, she is resolute in her work, her apricot eyes narrowed, and she said directly: "Take me to the scene of yesterday's incident, I will personally verify it." ”

Hurry up, look at me, I'll look at you, after all, this is a different department, this kind of thing has always been an adult's idea, and the biggest one here is Luo Wuqing.

Luo Wuqing was very cooperative, nodded at Xia Wushu and said, "Okay, let's take you there." ”

The group came to the dense forest with the embroidery flowers of the Eagle Hall, and after a night of autumn rain, the toner powder on the ground had sprinkled all over the wet soil, spreading a layer of black on the ground that was different from the one next to it.

Xia Wuxian's figure swept around, pulling out one afterimage after another, and carefully examined the surrounding trees or around the rocks, but strangely, he didn't find anything.

In other words, this autumn rain came by coincidence, and even the possible clues were completely washed away.

Xia Wushu didn't waste any time, glanced at the black all over the ground and said, "Collect all the wreckage and bring it back." ”

As soon as the words fell, the embroiderers of the Condor Hall walked out of the two of them directly and began to collect them carefully.

This trip took most of the day.

By the time everyone returned to the capital, it was already evening.

Xia Wudi was not in a hurry to go back, but patiently waited for the servants of his own Divine Eagle Hall to inspect the wreckage.

It wasn't until he said the same answer as Wudang Feimen that Xia Wushu understood... It's over.

Someone has stolen the day, and in silence, all clues have been cut off.

Time is of the essence.

And she's already missed time.

In other words, when she stepped into the Wudang Flying Gate and saw Zhao Xue's spontaneous combustion, time was gone.

"Someone has dealt with the scene. ”

Xia Wushu carried the Mo knife on her back, and on the way home, she muttered, "There is a problem with that rain, Luo Wuqing... Is there a problem with Luo Wuqing?"

As soon as she raised her head, the gate of the Xia Guogong Mansion had already appeared in front of her.

The blood-red lantern swayed gently in the wind,

The moonlight paved a miserable white avenue in the autumn wind,

It seems that there are countless ghost hands beckoning and grabbing on both sides of the avenue...

If you want to catch her in the netherworld that you can't see clearly.

...

...

Xia Wushu was worried about everything, and when he went home, there were also maids who didn't sleep and had been waiting for her.

Qingzhuzi said, "Second Miss, haven't you eaten dinner yet?"

Xia Wushu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Qingzhuzi seemed to be used to this, and said with a smile: "I have already prepared dinner, I just need to get out of the pot, Miss will wait for me for a while." ”

"Green bamboo..."

"What's wrong?"

"You used to be the eldest lady of a rich and noble family, but now you have come to serve me and wronged you. ”

The maid was silent and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the second lady to save me, I'm afraid I would have fallen into the dust a long time ago, where would there be the current An's birthday, such kindness, Qingzhu will never forget." ”

Xia Wushu smiled, she returned home, and the vigorous and resolute behavior of the day disappeared and became gentle.

She has always been gentle with her family, except for Xia Ji.

This younger brother really made her feel distressed and annoyed, and her mother spoiled him too much, as an older sister, she naturally felt that she had shouldered some kind of responsibility, and she needed to supervise the young man to keep growing up and progressing...

So, every time she comes home, she definitely wants to see him...

Therefore, Xia Wudi subconsciously asked, "What about Xia Ji?"

"Childe has gone to Linlang Water Pavilion. ”

"Oops. Xia Wudi rubbed his hair, "I've been so busy lately, I forgot about it." ”

After speaking, she sighed faintly, but then figured it out again, her squinted apricot eyes bent into two crescent moons with glow, and she muttered with a smile: "Then it seems that the old lady can only get up early and see if my lazy brother has slept lazily~~"

Qingzhuzi knows how early the second lady usually gets up, and this one gets up even earlier, and the little grandfather is afraid that he will be unlucky.

She stuck out her tongue behind Xia Wushu and began to mourn for the little grandfather who "probably won't be able to sleep lazy from now on".

...

...

At this time, there are many water pavilions.

The small building on the water has been cleaned up, and Xia Ji's books have also been placed properly, neatly arranged on the shelves.

On the red sandalwood coffee table, a wisp of sandalwood smoke drifted into the cold wind and flowed towards the vast autumn water around.

Xia Ji was sitting on the wooden platform by the water, wrapped in a moon-white robe, with black hair and a shawl, and his eyes reflected the stars and moon of heaven, earth, and the moon.

He had an extra crow in his hand, and a note was tied to the claw's claws.

He released the crow, and the bird, which had been trained to be a "carrier pigeon," flew up obediently, fluttering its wings silently and heading away.

...

The moonlight in the sky fell brightly, and the creature of the crow was extraordinarily blurred in the dark night, like a gray shadow.

The crow flew over the high wall of Xia's house, flew over the night market where only drunkards were still howling, flew over the bustling streets where the lights were gradually extinguished, and only gradually slowed down in the slum in the southwest corner of the national capital, and then slowly landed on a low stone house on the edge of the slum.

Following the trained inertia, the crow stood on the thatch in the center of the low stone house, silently waiting.

It wasn't until the owner of the house came back and the oil lamp in the house was turned on that the crow let out a noisy and piercing "quack~~~"

As soon as it made a sound, it felt that the thatch on its side had been pushed open, and a small jade-white hand stretched out and grabbed it directly.

Raven: Gaga???

When it screamed, it was already pulled into the room with the flickering candlelight.

The girl in the house is dressed in white, and her hair is tied with a gold belt, which can be described as beautiful as a begonia, beautiful and white jade, perhaps the only fly in the ointment is that her head is a little big, but from another point of view, it is rubbed into some cuteness in the delicate.

When she saw the crow, and saw the note tied to the crow's paw, her pupils lit up.

She even excitedly leaned her face to the crow's body and began to rub it.

Raven: Gaga!!

The girl grinned, took down the note, and ran to the bag in the corner and picked up a handful of rice grains and sprinkled them in front of the crow, and then by the candle flame, she looked at the contents of the note.

On the white wall behind her, leaning against a long stick of emerald green and crystal.

This long stick is called the dog beating stick, and it is a token of the beggar's gang leader.

In other words, she is the young leader of the beggar gang's generation.

It's also Xia Ji's eyes.