The sky was already full of moons, and Zhao Wu'an was strolling on the lonely mountain, and An Qing behind him was carrying a lantern, not near or far away.

"Your father isn't worried about you?" Zhao Wu'an asked looking back.

An Qing bit her lip, closed her eyes and said, "Then I'll say it directly." On the day I entered the city, I met a scholar from Huaidong Road who lived in an inn, and it seemed that his family background was not bad, but the nerd was too heavy, I didn't like it, but my father looked very pleasing to the eye. I said that I wanted to come to the West Lake at night to see the autumn moon on the Pinghu Lake, and he said that he wanted to rest and let the scholar accompany me. ”

"What about the scholar, let you kill and bury it?" With An Qing, Zhao Wu'an was unconscious, and he spoke a lot more casually.

"I dumped him while he wasn't looking. I guess I'll have to spend half the night outside, and by the time he sweats back, I'll be back to the city long ago. An Qing didn't care.

Zhao Wu'an discerned the road by himself, and the conversation was also a match, not caring about the life or death of the scholar, and asked again: "But your father, why did you come? Tianxian Sect is only a Jianghu sect, Qingdi Township is quiet, as far as I know, it has nothing to do with any Jianghu sect, right?"

"It's actually related to Su Qinghe. "Without Jiang Caiyi on the side, it's embarrassing, An Qing is finally willing to explain this time," Su Qinghe returned to the Huaixi Jingluo Pacification Division, and also knew that your identity was special, and it was inconvenient to report it, so he praised my father a lot. It just so happened that this banquet of the Tianxian Sect was very popular, and the provincial governments of Huaixi, Jiangnan, and Huaidong organized a group of officials to keep an eye on the people in the rivers and lakes who traveled in their respective fields. My father was sent to experience because of his new great achievements. This time, if we can hold the banquet smoothly and ensure that there is no major mess, I should be able to transfer. ”

"Then don't you have to be neighbors with Su Qinghe?"

"That's good, too. An Qing took it for granted, Zhao Wuan nodded, and after understanding the reason why the An family's father and daughter appeared in Liangzhejiang again, he continued to walk with his head down.

An Qing asked, "In the middle of the night, you don't go to enjoy the lake scenery, what are you looking for on the mountain path?"

"Clues. Zhao Wu'an said as he squatted down, picked up a small piece of dirt with his fingernails, and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. He looked around and stretched out his hand to An Qing, "Lend me the lamp." ”

An Qing handed out the lamp, and suddenly fell into the darkness, and couldn't help but shake her body in fear. Zhao Wu'an noticed her funny movements, disagreed, and leaned over to check the dirt.

Heroes from all walks of life gathered in Hangzhou, although they are not first-line masters, but they are also a combat force that cannot be underestimated. And now that there are murders in Hangzhou one after another, if the murderer cannot be found, the situation will only become more and more complicated. Zhao Wu'an was anxious, raised his head, and only heard the rustling of bamboo leaves in the forest, standing on top of the lonely mountain, surrounded by lakes, and the sound of oars.

From the lakeside to here, the blood on the roadside is circular at first, with a drop every five steps, and then elliptical, with a drop every three steps. Zhao Wu'an suddenly lowered his head and blew the lamp, standing silently in the dark. An Qing was startled, and said tremblingly: "Why are you blowing out the lamp." ”

Zhao Wu'an didn't say much, and quietly held An Qing's hand. An Qing was stunned for a moment and struggled for a while, but she didn't expect Zhao Wu'an to easily let go of her hand and let her go, but An Qing hesitated again. Although there was starlight on all sides, there were no lights near the bamboo forest, and it was completely dark.

An Qing has always been afraid of the dark, and when he was in the ancient tomb of Qingdi Township, Zhao Wuan must have discovered this. He didn't say much at the moment, just gently held her hand and conveyed a simple and clear message.

An Qing relaxed slightly. She knew that Zhao Wu'an would not do it for no reason, so she no longer broke free, but gradually shook it back.

The girl's hands were delicate and soft, Zhao Wu'an lowered her head indifferently, there was no trace of crankiness in her heart, and she was as calm as water. He raised his left hand slightly, and in the darkness, the pulsatilla came out of its sheath silently, and the blue light did not shine.

He stood silently for about a stick of incense, when a small lamp outside, flickering, walked towards the bamboo forest. An Qing was stunned for a moment, feeling that Zhao Wu'an's hand unconsciously increased its strength, so she knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived.

Who would come to this bamboo forest at such a late hour?

An Qing didn't know about the murder that happened here during the day, but even if she did, there were only a few things she could think of.

The mountain road was not steep, but the man with the lamp walked tremblingly, leaning over to check as he went. The person who is in the dark, the person who looks at the lantern, always sees his face first. And the lantern-bearer didn't notice Zhao Wu'an and An Qing standing in the dark until now.

When he was only ten paces apart, the lantern-bearer suddenly noticed two figures in front of him, and he didn't know if it was because of the dim lights, and the man's face turned pale all of a sudden.

I only heard Zhao Wu'an greet and said, "Madame came back so late, could it be that she was looking for Zheng Rong?" His body was already lying in the mansion. ”

The person who rushed to the lonely mountain overnight was the wife of the black-clothed assassin in the daytime, and the so-called secret affair with Zheng Rong forced her husband to kill people with a knife. When the officials found her, she was still looking at her makeup with a bronze mirror in the bamboo forest.

Zheng Rong was stabbed through the back, and the blood stains started from the bamboo forest, which was also directly in front of his house. Zhao Wu'an said, "A knife did not end his life quickly, he started to run towards the lake from here, and your husband chased after him." It is strange that the bloodstains were oval at first and spaced widely, and later they were circular and spaced at smaller intervals. What's more, people bleed, always more first and then less, and the blood stains on Zheng Rong's body only show one thing, that is, he is running slower and slower. ”

An Qing was confused and didn't know what was going on. The woman with the lamp on the other side was so frightened that she could not hold the lamp in her hand, and the shadow of the candle flickered, and it looked more and more miserable in the night.

"A seriously injured person may be powerless and slow down, but he is followed by the Assassin, and there is an adopted daughter who is trying to drag him by his side, how slow can this speed be? Even if it really slows down, it should have been made up by the Assassin a long time ago, and he would not have been able to run to the lake. Therefore, your husband has no intention or determination to kill him at all, and Zheng Rong escaped not because your husband was chasing. He's moving away from you. ”

The woman sneered miserably.

"Deng Lei's Diamond Sutra is in Shi Huan's cabin, and Shi Huan's token is not a wine cup, a bronze mirror, or the one in your hand, hidden among many bronze mirrors, which makes us lose our attention. Zheng Rong is the sixth person, and after him, there may be people who will die. And you know that there will be a problem with the bloodstains, pretending to be applying makeup, but in fact eliminating the traces, but the officials found that they could not proceed, so they will definitely come overnight to remove the bloodstains" Zhao Wu'an looked at her coldly, "Now tell me, is my inference correct? You stabbed Zheng Rong, and then your husband who arrived was eager to protect his wife and was willing to take the blame for you, so he chased Zheng Rong with a knife until we found out? Or I asked more bluntly, are you the murderer of Xu, Pang, Guo and the other six people?"

The woman said coldly, "No." ”

Then, she hissed, "You'll never know who's, you'll never be able to catch him." ”

With that, she raised her hand and put it into her mouth. In just an instant, the pulsatilla flew out with a whizz, and the sword qi swirled around the sword, destroying the poison on the woman's hand, and at the same time cutting the woman's arm to blood.

Zhao Wu'an was expressionless and controlled the sword from afar, and the pulsatilla pierced the tendons of the woman's feet, forcing the person to stand and kneel on the ground. In the midst of the lightning and fire, the pulsatilla has been put into the sword box again.

After doing all this, Zhao Wu'an looked at her indifferently: "The spy war between the Ye-making Kingdom and the Great Song Dynasty is a mutual attack and spy war, and the dead soldiers cultivated will always have a highly poisonous medicine under their tongues. If you don't have the heart to die, you don't have to die. ”

The woman burst out laughing bitterly. Zhao Wu'an frowned.

"If you don't kill me, I will be killed too, this is our life. The woman laughed and said, "We have done it for the sake of such a little treasure, and we have killed the gracious leader with our own hands, and we have already been unable to escape his revenge." ”

"The dead will not retaliate. Zhao Wu'an said.

"Who knows?" the woman's mind was clearly on the verge of madness, "Twenty years, we should have escorted those things back to the Great Song Dynasty, and then lived well. But we don't like this kind of bloody life anymore. We are just a small people, but we are forced to become a tool to collect information on the creation of leaves for the Great Song Dynasty. That poison has been left for more than 20 years, and even if I eat it, it is estimated that it will be useless. ”

Zhao Wu'an was slightly moved: "You were in the northwest before, in order to help the Great Song Dynasty and collect information on the Ye Kingdom?"

It is not difficult to explain why they are so far apart and still able to use covert measures to communicate.

But after a while, Zhao Wu'an suddenly realized something, and said coldly: "Are you lying? More than 20 years ago, you were only ten years old, or younger. ”

"Is it? only ten years old? You mean, a ten-year-old little girl, Da Song will abandon it?" the woman's eyes were full of tears, and her voice was already trembling.

Zhao Wu'an's cold sweat suddenly soaked his clothes.

On the day he was praised by that man, he was only ten years old. It was that day that changed Zhao Wu'an's fate, and from then on he had to carry another weight to live, far beyond the weight that his immature shoulders could bear.

Zhao Wu'an trembled.

Feeling his trembling, An Qing looked at him in the dark, he couldn't see clearly, he could only feel the fear in those eyes.

She recalled that in the ancient tomb of Qingdi Township, a clear light was sprinkled at the entrance of the cave, and Zhao Wu'an, who had figured out all the clues, looked excited. She had never seen that excited look on anyone's face.

An Qing wanted to say something, but felt that it was difficult to reassure Zhao Wu'an with her eloquence. She let go of her complicated thoughts, increased the strength of her palm, and held his cold hand that was obviously a summer night.

Zhao Wu'an raised his head blankly, looking at each other.

An Qing's expression was firm.