Fu Cheng feels like a little eunuch by the side of the Queen Mother every day.

Zhou Xuanyi raised his hand and said, "Take me out for a walk." ”

Fu Cheng didn't want to go to the street with a trouble, and asked, "Is it appropriate?"

Zhou Xuanyi said coldly: "What's inappropriate? If someone can recognize me, isn't it your wish?"

Fu Cheng felt that this was reasonable, but whenever Zhou Xuanyi was recognized, it simply solved his own trouble. But he was still a little unsure, and asked, "You just swaggered on the street like this?" Zhou Xuanyi's recognition is a good thing for Fucheng, but not necessarily for Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Otherwise, you will carry a sedan chair and invite me out?"

Fu Cheng felt that his problem was redundant, so he went out with his little ancestor immediately.

Most of the injuries on Zhou Xuanyi's head were healed, although Song Xiaochuan still let him wrap him, but it was still too ostentatious to sway around with a white cloth, Fu Cheng first removed the gauze for him before taking him out, but when he walked, he couldn't help but look at the back of his head, for fear that something would go wrong along the way.

In the early morning, the willow shade alley exudes a cold breath, the winding alley stretches to the depths, most of the knife men are still asleep, but a few people who wake up sporadically are looking at the people in the willow shade alley, their natural vigilance makes them dare not relax, this kind of scrutiny has no other meaning, at most it is just a habit. Several pairs of eyes were stuck to Zhou Xuanyi, for them, Zhou Xuanyi was a stranger who suddenly broke into the wolves.

The swordsman's gaze was not withdrawn until Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi disappeared into Liuyin Lane.

Not long after walking out of Liuyin Alley, there was a vendor selling baked cakes at the entrance of the alley, and Zhou Xuanyi felt a little angry. Zhou Xuanyi leaned on eagle-headed crutches, looked back at the willow alley that zigzagged and stretched to the depths, and felt that this alley was full of a cold air that didn't know where it came from.

Of course, Zhou Xuanyi felt the searching gaze of the swordsman in Liuyin Lane, like a hungry wolf staring at his prey, a real outlaw. And in the willow shade alley, Fu Cheng's existence seems so out of place, there is no bloody air on his body, but there is a stupid appearance.

Why did Fu Cheng have to lie dormant in the middle of this group of swordsmen?

Zhou Xuanyi is a little wary of Fu Cheng, this person is by no means an excellent tool, he seems to have some unknown past, which is detected by looking at Fu Cheng's relationship with people. Fu Cheng looked very free and loose, but every time he tried to touch him, he either dodged without a trace, and frowned when he needed to make contact. A swordsman, who doesn't kill people and hates touching people, is not normal to think.

But the more Fucheng hid, the more Zhou Xuanyi wanted to stab him. Zhou Xuanyi propped one hand on Fu Cheng's shoulder, and by the way, the weight of the whole person also leaned up, Fu Cheng wanted to hide, but he was afraid that Zhou Xuanyi would fall, so the two were frozen in place, secretly fighting.

Fu Cheng frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xuanyi supported Fucheng with one hand and crutches with the other, and replied justifiably: "I'm tired." ”

Fu Cheng thought to himself that this person was a ceramic doll, and he couldn't bump or touch, and he gasped when he took two steps. Fu Cheng snorted and said, "Don't you have crutches?"

Zhou Xuanyi's answer was equally simple: "I don't rely on you to save effort." ”

Fu Cheng scolded in his heart that he was really an ancestor, and he had a bit of a childish temper. can only be forced to be a human-shaped crutch and lend Zhou Xuanyi a shoulder, and the two of them are not as fast as the sixty-year-old man walking next to them.

Zhou Xuanyi suddenly asked, "What kind of place is this?"

Zhou Xuanyi's hand refers to Baihua Street, Flower Street Willow Lane is two parallel alleys, the interesting thing is that no matter how long the alley is, there is no alley in the middle of the alley that can be connected, the two alleys are sealed, if you don't climb over the wall, you can only come out from the depths of one alley and then come to another street.

"Baihua Street, what's the matter, you still want to visit the kiln like this?" Fu Cheng glanced at the place where Zhou Xuanyi pointed his finger, and then glanced at Zhou Xuanyi twice and said, "Can you do it?"

When Zhou Xuanyi heard this, he suddenly stopped being tired and out of breath, let go of the hand lying on Fu Cheng's shoulder, and walked straight in with a cane. Fu Cheng stopped for a while, but did not stop.

Zhou Xuanyi took two steps, looked back at Fucheng and said sarcastically: "Can you do it? ”

Fu Cheng has never seen such a shameless person, but Zhou Xuanyi is still serious. Fu Cheng didn't say a word for a while, and in order to show that he was very good, he could only follow quickly.

Fu Cheng didn't have any dislike for Baihua Street, but he didn't like it much, for him, it was no different from Liuyin Lane, just a place to do business.

But it's different for Zhou Xuanyi, he has a sense of freshness everywhere. The small bamboo buildings on both sides of the road stretch endlessly, the woman looking at the window is very bold, as usual to the man downstairs to throw a wink, these women's eyes are not as valuable as the baked cakes at the corner of the street, ten cents a basket, the woman sent one to Fucheng by the way.

This woman was just sending Qiubo as usual, but when she saw Zhou Xuanyi's appearance, she was suddenly stunned, laughed embarrassedly, and then went into the house, and when she came out again, she was wearing a delicate and fresh peony on her head, lining the whole person with a bright and fresh water. As soon as the woman went in and out, she brought out her equally charming sisters by the way.

Seeing this, the other girls in the bamboo building also followed suit, and they all poked their heads out, and a few orchids were even more boldly dressed, half-showing their shoulders, and a group of warblers and swallows crowded by the window, this group of women looked like a hundred birds and phoenixes coming in spring.

Fu Cheng could hear the woman's bold discussion: "Look at that cripple, so handsome." ”

Fu Cheng thought helplessly, Zhou Xuanyi didn't seem to know how to write the word low-key, and he could still be in the limelight when he went to a kiln.

Zhou Xuanyi frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

Fu Cheng put his hands behind the back of his head, gloating on the side, and said: "Wearing flowers on your head and secretly sending autumn waves, people have taken a fancy to you." ”

If it weren't for Zhou Xuanyi's calmness, he listened to Fu Cheng's words, and his brows were still wrinkled, but he just didn't speak, didn't squint, almost didn't look at the women on both sides of the road, and continued to walk as if no one was around.

Fu Cheng sighed that this person was really powerful, if he was stared at by such a group of girls, he would probably be embarrassed and unable to walk.

Zhou Xuanyi stopped as he walked and asked, "This is the Tianxiang Building you said?"

Zhou Xuanyi has a very good brain, Fu Cheng has only told him once, and all the names of people and places seem to be imprinted in his mind.

Fu Cheng knew what he wanted to see, but verbally said, "Yes, do you want to go in and avoid the limelight?"

Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fu Cheng like a fool and said, "What kind of limelight to avoid?" Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

As soon as Zhou Xuanyi entered the door, he was greeted by an old bustard, who was the mother of Wang who received Fucheng last time. Wang's mother is very well-informed, and Fu Cheng suspects that as soon as they walked into Baihua Street, this person has a rumor.

"Listen to the girl upstairs chirping, who should I be here, it turns out to be you. Mother Wang's eyes rolled, her eyes skimmed over Fucheng, and fell on Zhou Xuanyi. Then Ying Ying smiled and said, "Which girl is this master looking for here?"

Mother Wang hid her face with one hand, and looked at Zhou Xuanyi with a thief in her eyes. Zhou Xuanyi is wearing Fucheng's coarse linen clothes, just looking at the clothes like Fucheng are all things that are not in the stream, if it weren't for the fact that she has been immersed in the old rivers and lakes in this Baihua Street for decades, Wang's mother has never been so superficial in looking at people, she feels that Zhou Xuanyi's temperament is not like a little ordinary person.

Wang's mother has her own opinions on a person's temperament, dressing up can be smashed out with money, but temperament is to be soaked out with money and status, and it takes more than ten years to soak in a bubble, otherwise it is easy to make jokes if it is not formed. In her eyes, Zhou Xuanyi is a good jade that has been raised with qi and blood for many years, and Fucheng is not even a piece of jade, at most it is a piece of wood.

This person has an extraordinary temperament, but he is wearing coarse linen clothes, and Wang's mother can't figure out what his identity is, so she can only be respectful and reserved, and talk to him without humility or arrogance.

Zhou Xuanyi was so smoked by the smell of fat powder on this Wang's mother that he took a half step back and said, "Let me ask you a question." ”

When Fu Cheng heard that Zhou Xuanyi was talking to whomever he was talking to, he was afraid that Wang's mother would be unhappy, so he added: "I asked you about something." ”

Who knew that Mother Wang was not happy at all, and Zhou Xuanyi's tone and attitude confirmed her conjecture, it is difficult to change the tone of a person's speech. Wang's mother concluded that Zhou Xuanyi should be a big man in a private interview, and greeted them upstairs with a wrinkled smile on her face.

Fu Cheng felt that Wang's mother was sick, and she didn't listen to her when she talked to her, but she liked Zhou Xuanyi's cold tone.

Zhou Xuanyi asked straight to the point: "Fu Cheng came to you that day to inquire about Xiahou Mansion?"

When Mother Wang heard this, she was excited, and thought that she really came for this. Xiahou Mansion is in such a big fight, it is difficult for Baihua Street not to want to know. Two nights before Xiahou Ye was killed, he had sold the news of Xiahou Mansion, and Mother Wang was not stupid, of course, she didn't dare to make a noise, and no one came to the door after waiting left and right for four or five days. Now that someone is really asking, Wang's mother glanced at Zhou Xuanyi, thinking that this person is not a brocade guard sent by the imperial court, right?

Mother Wang's tears came as soon as she said it, and she was about to push the pot on Fu Cheng, Mother Wang stirred the handkerchief with one hand, while brewing emotions, and the words that reversed black and white were about to blurt out, who knew that Zhou Xuanyi could see what she wanted at a glance. interrupted Wang's mother's performance and said, "I just want to meet that Mei Ji." ”

Mother Wang's acting skills were all in vain, so she swallowed it hard and said, "You said Xue Feng?"

Xue Feng was the beautiful girl who served the guards of the Hou Mansion that night, and Zhou Xuanyi nodded.

Mother Wang reacted to what Zhou Xuanyi wanted to ask, and at this time she looked embarrassed and said, "Xuefeng, she ...... He's dead. ”

"Dead?" Fu Cheng made preparations before entering Tianxiang Tower, thinking that this time he would definitely pounce on him, this Mei Ji had run away. But I didn't expect the people behind the scenes to be so ruthless, and Mei Ji actually died.

"That's right," Mother Wang glanced at Fu Cheng leisurely, thinking to herself, isn't it the disaster you brought?: "On the night you came to interrogate, Xue Feng contracted the wind cold, and she died before Xiahou Ye had an accident. ”

Fu Cheng didn't think about taking someone else's life, and said, "Don't you think this is strange?"

"What do you think, what can I do?" Mother Wang simply told the two of them, sighed and said: "You just asked about Xiahou Ye, and the next day Xiahou Ye had an accident, what can I do?

Zhou Xuanyi knocked on the ground with his cane and asked, "What did you do?"

Mother Wang naturally had respect for Zhou Xuanyi, and said: "I buried it hastily, and I didn't dare to make a noise." ”

Zhou Xuanyi asked again: "Where are you buried?"

Fu Cheng and Wang's mother looked at Zhou Xuanyi together, thinking to themselves that this person was still going to open the coffin for an autopsy? Miss Xuefeng had been dead for several days, and this corpse was rotten.

Mother Wang is also a person who has seen the world, and she was shocked by Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts, and then immediately said: "Xuefeng was sold into Tianxiang Building at the age of eight, and my brother's parents have long been unable to find her, and I don't even know what her real name is." There is no name and no surname, I am afraid of causing trouble, so I found two stern-mouthed guys to bury the mass grave at the gate of the city, the nameless monument, you don't know if you can find it now. ”

Mother Wang neither pretended nor pretentious when she talked about Xue Feng, and in the end, it seemed that the strength of disguise had disappeared, and her eyes were much older. She walked to the table and took out a dry tobacco pipe, knocked it lightly on the table, and after knocking five times, it didn't light it in the end, and said: "The girls of Baihua Street are just looking at the scenery, if you can't find a way back when you are young, you will generally end up like this, and you don't need to pity her." ”

Mother Wang used her only sympathy to hurt Xuefeng's little pity for a while, and then held a new bracelet on her wrist, which was scraped from Xuefeng's relics, of course Mother Wang would not feel guilty, Xuefeng's whole person was hers, let alone a bracelet?

Zhou Xuanyi was not interested in the grievances between the women of Baihua Street at all, and asked, "How did you find her?"

Fu Cheng was used to seeing people like Wang's mother, and he also understood the rules of this industry, and asked, "How much does this news cost?"

Mother Wang put down the dry tobacco pipe, pinched the bracelet with one hand, she turned the bracelet, carefully thought about Fucheng's proposal, and finally looked at Zhou Xuanyi fixedly, and said: "Don't take your money, if you want to find it, you can find it, don't confess me, if you can find the murderer, I thank you for Xuefeng, if you can't find it, don't tell me." ”‘

Mother Wang is a person who does things without leaking, which means, I will sell you a favor, and don't get involved with her if there is any trouble.

This is where the fun begins. Zhou Xuanyi's idea is very simple, since this is a well-arranged game, let's solve it little by little from the very beginning of the puzzle. He is not afraid of trouble, nor does he feel panicked, and he just enjoys the fun of simply decrypting.

Zhou Xuanyi has enthusiasm and brains, but he has no physical strength, after he walked out of Baihua Street, he felt a pain in his chest, and was directly carried by Fu Cheng back to pour a bowl of medicine on the back of his neck.

Zhou Xuanyi put down the medicine bowl, looked up at Zhou Xuanyi and said, "Do you want to go to the mass grave at the gate of the city?"

Fu Cheng paused as he walked, and said, "Yes, you still want to go after you're like this?" Fu Cheng didn't plan to take Zhou Xuanyi with him, how troublesome does this cripple look, not to mention that he went out to dig up the corpse, he did all manual work, and he thought that this little ancestor was not happy.

"Go. Zhou Xuanyi drank the medicine and leaned on the wooden chair to mobilize the true qi in his body, but the internal organs were too badly injured, and he didn't mention it after he died in one breath, but it hurt everywhere, especially the injured right shoulder.

Fu Cheng obediently shut up and didn't speak, he could almost guess how Zhou Xuanyi would answer him if he asked, it was nothing more than looking at your stupidity, can you do it yourself?

Hakuro Castle is very different from the folk customs of Kyoto, this small city is open to everyone, there are no regular moats, and there is no strict curfew at the gates.

To dig up the corpse, you have to choose a dark night and a good day, until the second watch, the two rushed to the mass grave non-stop, as if they were afraid that the corpse would come out by itself and throw off their sleeves and run.

Fucheng overestimated Zhou Xuanyi's footsteps, the mass grave at the city gate was six miles away from Liuyin Lane, Zhou Xuanyi couldn't do it halfway, Fucheng stopped and glanced at him, Zhou Xuanyi pinched the eagle's head on the cane, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, his face was pale, and he looked too reluctant.

Zhou Xuanyi is really a bit of a child's temper, and he refuses to move halfway to the road, anyway, he can't walk.

"I can't walk anymore. Zhou Xuanyi simply stopped and said, "You carry me." ”

Fu Cheng unceremoniously pushed back and said, "Are you dreaming?"

Fu Cheng is not used to his broken temper, but he also knows that if he is like this, he will burn high incense if he can move to the city gate tomorrow morning. The corners of Fu Cheng's mouth hooked, and an idea suddenly came to mind.

Zhou Xuanyi was stared at by Fu Cheng like this, wondering if he was too much, and before he could react, the crutch in his right hand was taken away by Fu Cheng, and he suddenly felt a tightness in the back of his neck, and the whole person rose into the air and was directly picked up by Fu Cheng.

"Your uncle ......" Zhou Xuanyi scolded very casually.

Fu Cheng held back a smile, he was very skilled in carrying Zhou Xuanyi, and the soles of his feet were windy, and after a while, the two of them had already arrived at the mass grave outside the city gate.

Zhou Xuanyi's toes fell to the ground, and the whole person withered, holding on to the trunk, his brain and stomach were stirred up, and Zhou Xuanyi didn't vomit out, which was already considered to be a person with excellent concentration.

Fu Cheng asked Zhou Xuanyi to control the water in his brain, and he looked for someone in the mass grave to see if there were any new tombstones nearby. Zhou Xuanyi's ancestor-like appearance, it was strange that he could dig a grave with Fu Cheng, and Fu Cheng knew early on that he was here to do manual work. Fucheng picked up a rusty shovel on the side of the road, there are many buried people here, and there are many people digging here, and there are a lot of axes and shovels or something.

Mass graves, mass graves, this place is worthy of the name, the burial is messy enough, only about half of the stone monuments are erected, and the rest are either just hastily erected a wooden plank, or simply a dirt bag.

Fu Cheng found Xue Feng's tombstone according to Wang's mother's instructions, as Wang's mother said, this is an anonymous monument, but at the bottom of the stele, the junction between the soil and the stele, there is a crooked "snow" word carved in stone, and I don't know who carved it. After death, she turned into loess and was buried in a mass grave with a group of strangers, and no one would come to pay her respects, and those sisters in Tianxianglou were afraid that they would only be sad for her for a while, and then they would be completely forgotten.

Fucheng shoveled a shovel into the soil, thinking to himself, this girl has a place to live, and when she dies, she probably threw it in the grass in the field and waited for the people from the government to come and burn it as a homeless person.

But this girl also has a bad fate, first she was used by others, and now she is not stable when she dies. Fucheng shoveled out with a shovel, and after I don't know how long, the shovel hit a hard object, Fucheng knew that it had been found, and Wang's mother was not considered to be inhumane, so she bought a coffin for Xue Fengniang. Fucheng didn't dig anymore, and half of the coffin was still underground, only digging to the point where the lid of the coffin was exposed.

Fu Cheng jumped down the pit, pried out the coffin nail, and held his breath when luck pushed it away, but the smell was too big, Fu Cheng shook his hand and lifted the coffin lid whole, and escaped from the pit after opening it, jumping out of three meters away.

The putrid stench of the corpse exploded from the coffin and rushed straight to the door of the city's head, and the stench could be smelled from miles away.

Zhou Xuanyi saw that Fu Cheng had done it here, and limped over to stand shoulder to shoulder with Fu Cheng, a heavy black cloth that he didn't know where to conjure, and now he was covering his mouth and nose.

Zhou Xuanyi said: "You go down and have a look." ”

"Why should I go?" the boss of Fucheng was reluctant, he had been raised by the cleanliness master, and he was somewhat disgusted with this unclean thing.

Zhou Xuanyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think that if I go down, I can climb up by myself?"

Mother Wang estimated that when she dug the pit at that time, it was to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, this pit was more than two meters deep, and Zhou Xuanyi, a person who couldn't even walk, was really a little reluctant to climb up after going down, but Fu Cheng felt funny when he thought of Zhou Xuanyi's hands and used his hands to climb the tomb here, so he said: "I'll fish you out later." ”

Zhou Xuanyi seemed to guess Fu Cheng's thoughts, "Childish." ”

Zhou Xuanyi walked to the top of the tomb and looked at the coffin, where it was so dark that he could only see the outline of a person, and he couldn't see anything. Zhou Xuanyi said coldly: "Help me." ”

Fu Cheng was very obedient and supported Zhou Xuanyi with one hand, after all, if he fell, Fu Cheng would be unlucky in the end. But Zhou Xuanyi obviously didn't have a good heart, and while Fu Cheng was standing on the edge, he directly dragged Fu Cheng down without paying attention.

Fu Cheng stumbled, and reacted quickly enough to stabilize his body in the indecent posture of a little Yan Fei, but fortunately he didn't bump into Xue Fengniang, who was already resting.

......

Who the hell is this naïve?

Fu Cheng knew that he couldn't hide, so he accepted his fate. He tore a sleeve over his mouth and nose and tied a knot at the back of his head. He obviously came prepared, took out a pair of extremely thin leather gloves from his arms and put them on, and took out the fluorescent beads made by Song Xiaochuan, which were directly embedded in the surrounding earthen walls.

Zhou Xuanyi asked, "Where did you come from?"

Fu Cheng's voice was a little muffled through his sleeves, and he said, "Let Jin Ling prepare." Say, how do you check?"

Xue Feng was already rotten, more rotten than other corpses, her whole body showed a very unnatural purple-gray color, and a few white maggots had been drilled out of the fragile place of her eyes, writhing her body with her teeth and claws, and gnawing recklessly on her mouth and nose.

Zhou Xuanyi covered his mouth and nose with a black cloth, and spoke like an uncle, saying, "You touch her skull first." ”

The boss of Fucheng was reluctant, looking at the mass of insects, and he didn't know what to do for a while. I don't know if Xue Feng's green silk was smooth or not, but now it is like a ball of withered straw. Fu Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"Nope. ”

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Impossible, touch it again!"

Fu Cheng saw that Zhou Xuanyi was so determined, and thought that he had missed something, but he touched it carefully, but he still didn't find the slightest, and said, "It's really not." ”

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Keep looking!"

Fu Cheng heard that some people died unnaturally, and when they did an autopsy, they would find out if the top of their heads and the big points on their bodies had been tampered with. But at the thought of touching this girl's whole body, Fu Cheng felt his scalp tingle, and said, "Find ...... Where?"

"Whole body. ”

......

Fu Cheng was stunned for a while, suddenly took off his gloves, and slammed them on the edge of the coffin, "Come by yourself!"

Zhou Xuanyi squinted at Fu Cheng, saw that his brows were furrowed, his face was reluctant, and he thought that he couldn't deceive people too much, this person was not even willing to touch a living person, let alone a carrion corpse.

"Out of breath. ”

Fu Cheng argued: "This is a girl. "Fu Cheng is a hooligan at best, but he is not a beast, and he knows how to write the words courtesy, righteousness and shame!

Zhou Xuanyi looked deeply aware of the righteousness and said, "You give me the lamp." Zhou Xuanyi put on Fucheng's gloves, which still had the temperature of Fucheng, and warmly wrapped Zhou Xuanyi's hand in it, and he moved his fingers.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't get started directly, he didn't know where to take out a black magnet.

Fu Cheng was stunned when he saw the magnet, did this person deliberately fix him just now? Fu Cheng asked, "Where did you come from?"

Zhou Xuanyi's expression was indifferent, and he forcibly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let Jin Ling prepare." ”

Fu Cheng was a little helpless, which side did this golden bell help?

This corpse is already rotten, most of the meat has rotted, and Zhou Xuanyi can tear off a piece alive if he moves bigger. He also touched the skull first, but found nothing, as Fucheng said. Zhou Xuanyi's fingers crawled down and touched the back of her neck, but he didn't find it either.

Zhou Xuanyi simply dropped the female corpse, but the corpse had been glued to the coffin board for too long, and when he turned over, the flesh and skin on his entire back were half faded with his clothes, and after turning over, he looked like flesh and blood were blurred, and a few blue-white bones were exposed on his back.

During this period, Fu Cheng kept holding fluorescent beads, frowning and looking at Zhou Xuanyi, this person's face was peaceful, as if it was not a corpse in front of him, the night was very dark, Zhou Xuanyi gathered several times to look at the female corpse less than three inches, and the carrion was dangling in front of his eyes.

Isn't this person a little ancestor? How can he even do things that he makes? Fu Cheng thought about it and asked, "Why did you do an autopsy?"

"How do I know?" Zhou Xuanyi choked out very smoothly: "Do I have amnesia or do you have amnesia?"

Fucheng has never won this fight, so he kept his mouth shut.

After half a sound, there was a click, something was sucked on the magnet, and Zhou Xuanyi said, "Found it." ”

Fu Cheng didn't expect that he could really make Zhou Xuanyi free up a little thing, and found a small silver needle at the position of Xue Feng's back waist eye, the Changqiang acupoint at the end of the tail vertebrae.

According to Yan Shaokang, this should be the top batch of hidden weapons, this needle is two circles smaller than ordinary embroidery needles, and it is as thin as a cow's hair under the illumination of fluorescent beads, which is both tough and sharp. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the goods that can be created by ordinary iron shops in Bailu City.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't speak again, he put the silver needle on a white cloth, his frowning brows never stretched, and he continued to bow his head to pound the corpse, and after about half a pillar of incense, Zhou Xuanyi also found a silver needle in Xuefeng's Chengfu acupoint.

Fu Cheng was a little surprised and asked, "Why is there another one?"

Zhou Xuanyi groped carefully again, and when he was sure that there was nothing missing, he said, "There are only these two." ”

Fu Cheng subconsciously asked, "Is it the Thirteen Niangs of the Blood Hide?"

This is Fu Cheng's first thought, if any person's needle impresses Fu Cheng, the blood shadow needle of the Thirteen Niangs of Blood Hidden will definitely bear the brunt of it. It's just that Fucheng acquiesced to the fact that the Thirteen Niangs of Blood Yin were Zhou Xuanyi's person, thinking like this, could it be that Zhou Xuanyi was the driving force behind it?

Zhou Xuanyi also understood what Fu Cheng was thinking, and said, "The Blood Hidden Needle is three inches long, it shouldn't be her." ”

The secret weapon of the Tang Sect is so complicated, it is difficult to say whether it is Thirteen Niang, and Zhou Xuanyi's direct denial is a bit interesting.

Fu Cheng stared at Zhou Xuanyi closely, standing in the deep pit, the ground of the mass grave was full of white bones, at this time the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was a good time to kill people and kill people. Thinking about it like this, I feel a little chill around me.

Zhou Xuanyi glanced at Fu Cheng and said, "How do you know it's not Yan Shaokang?"

Fu Cheng was stunned, this idea is not impossible, Yan Shaokang is well versed in the use of poison, and he also knows something about hidden weapons, the point is that Fu Cheng doesn't know anything about his life experience, if it is really Yan Shaokang, then why did he kill a Mei Ji of Tianxianglou, and pretended to accompany him to Tianxianglou to find out the news? Or rather, how did Yan Shaokang conclude that Fucheng would definitely go to Tianxianglou?

"Something to say back. Zhou Xuanyi's words brought Fu Cheng back to his senses, this mass grave, a random wind blowing out is gloomy, and there is a rancid smell in the air, it is really not a suitable place to chat.

Fu Cheng didn't have the interest to see Zhou Xuanyi climb the pit this time, and directly carried him out of the pit. Then the lid of the coffin was closed, and the original soil of the tomb was filled. Digging pits and burying people is all manual work, and two hours have passed by the time they are done.

Fu Cheng felt a little tired, held his knees and gasped for a while, and when the sweat on his body was almost dry, he patted the dust on his body, stood in front of the tombstone very seriously, and folded his hands in front of Xue Feng's tombstone.

When Fucheng was filling the pit, Zhou Xuanyi carefully looked at the two silver needles by the moonlight, the silver needles had a rancid smell and a layer of blue-purple blood scabs on them, which looked like they should have been placed in it for a long time. Zhou Xuanyi himself was a little surprised, some of the knowledge and experience of the pretentious work were naturally displayed in his mind, clear and orderly, which was not the same as his chaotic memories.

How could a prince behave like a fool? Fu Cheng asked him this question, and Zhou Xuanyi himself had some doubts. Zhou Xuanyi is not the crown prince, so where is the real prince? Is this dragon talisman entrusted by the prince? Or did he Zhou Xuanyi snatch it himself?

The crucial question is, who is he?

Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts were interrupted, and a pious mantra echoed for a long time above the mass grave, and Fu Cheng's voice was very low: "Nan Wu Amitaba Night Dota Gadda Night......"

Fu Cheng stood in the middle of a pile of wild graves in the mass grave, the cold moonlight piercing through the clouds and holding him in the center. Fu Cheng's side face was surrounded by a layer of faint moonlight, and his knife-like facial features were a little compassionate in this situation.

Zhou Xuanyi evoked a somewhat mocking smile, and a little ghost with a blue face and fangs suddenly flashed in front of him, and the face of this little ghost was so terrifying that even Zhou Xuanyi himself was startled. The little ghost rushed straight to Zhou Xuanyi's door with a sharp scream, almost touching the tip of his nose, and was blocked by a man the next moment.

He heard his own voice in his memory: "What's wrong with you?"

From Zhou Xuanyi's point of view, he could only see the man's back, and the man's deep voice playfully and seriously drilled into Zhou Xuanyi's ears: "I believe in Buddhism and don't kill people." ”