Qin Jian looked at Murong Qian, sorted out his thoughts in an instant, and then said: "Yifeng should not have died at the hands of Zhu Wuye, Qian'er and Zhu Wuye said that Yifeng was assassinated, and he is related to a long-lost secret weapon in the rivers and lakes. “

Murong Qian's face changed slightly when she heard Qin Jian's words, Qin Jian just paused for a moment, and then said: "Brother Qin is about to tell you about this, I must take a look at Yifeng's corpse, otherwise there are many things that I will not understand, and I will not be able to track down the murderer of Yifeng, Yifeng is gone, and Brother Qin also wants to take another look at Yifeng, and always remember my brother." ”

Murong Qian looked at Qin Jian and said that she was going to open the coffin again, of course she couldn't bear it, the tears that had not been collected for a long time remained, and she lowered her head again and said nothing, she couldn't refuse, she couldn't agree, and the forced silence was her only way to escape at this time.

Qin Jian didn't rush to disturb Murong Qian, in his heart Murong Qian has always been the kind of woman who is very calm, Qin Jian knows that Murong Qian will focus on the overall situation, and she also knows that Yifeng and herself are brothers in life and death.

Yifeng's mother left early, his father was tired of the family business in his early years, resulting in a cough and disease, and then he did not continue, Yifeng has no brothers and sisters, but there is also an uncle, who went to the capital in his early years, and he is also a bit of a family business, but the same person is thin, he has not been in contact for many years, and his life and death are unknown, so far Yifeng is considered to have no relatives and no reason, before marrying Murong Qian, Qin Jian is Yifeng's only relative, Murong Qian can't stop Qin Jian from seeing Yifeng's last side.

Murong Qian finally stayed in front of Qin Jian, Qin Jian's silent waiting was also an invisible persecution of her, and finally Murong Qian responded, the coffin was settled, and the seal could no longer be set and opened, of course, this is very particular, and the family did not dare to do this.

Fu Bo is an old man, he knows the matter of opening the coffin, or his old man is busy with this, so he made the money, and then asked the steward in charge of the funeral, found someone, and after some worship and chatter, the Yifeng coffin was opened.

Yi Feng was corroded by the poison, and after the toss of sealing the coffin and opening the coffin, his face became very terrifying, so that Murong Qian did not have the courage to take a second look at it, and was already crying on the side.

Qin Jian looked at Yifeng's black and purple corpse, unconsciously left tears, carefully looked at Yifeng's situation, his heart was sinking, and he sighed helplessly, this kind of death is exactly the situation of the world's number one thief king, star picker, and Lu Qing's poisonous hair.

The coffin was newly settled and sealed, and Yifeng really said goodbye to this earthly world.

The hall was silent, only Murong Qian's crying could be heard, Qin Jian looked at Yifeng's coffin blankly, Murong Qian wouldn't ask if anything had anything to do with opening Yifeng's coffin again, her mind was already filled with crying after being stimulated again at this time.

Murong Hate just sat at the door in a daze, and everything didn't affect him in the slightest.

Qin Jian has already thought about the journey, no matter who is in charge of this matter, he will definitely do his best to find him out, at this time this matter is not just an explanation to Yifeng, he knows that there is a bigger martial arts catastrophe brewing, Yifeng and Zhu Wuye are just the fuse of this catastrophe, they are just chess pieces, if they can't find out the truth of this matter, they will soon become pawns.

After a long silence, Qin Jianyi got up, came to the sobbing Murong Qian, and softly persuaded Murong Qian: "Xiaoqian, don't cry, everything is a foregone conclusion, no one can take it back, all we can do is let Yifeng go quietly, everything here is up to you to decide, you can't collapse." ”

Murong Qian looked at Qin Jian, nodded unconsciously, and looked at Qin Jian's appearance seriously, she was only a little worried now, afraid that the person who was really going to collapse was Qin Jian, and the fatigue that Qin Jian rushed back from outside the gate did not really recover, and then endured the pain and experience of the past two days, Qin Jian's emaciation made him feel distressed.

Murong Qian's sobbing had stopped, and she said to Qin Jian with concern: "Brother Qin, I know, you have to be careful yourself, see how thin you have become, let the kitchen cook some food, eat early, rest, here is me and Hate Er to accompany Yifeng." ”

Qin Jian nodded, it was really time for him to rest, he had decided to find out some mysteries.

At this time of mid-autumn, it was much darker and Qin Jian's dinner was also eaten early, and the maid sent the food to the southern courtyard where Qin Jian lived.

Qin Jian was lying on the bed, and unconsciously remembered Murong Hate again, he was very similar to Liu Ping'er in some places, the same indifference, few words, and the same way to hide himself forever.

Qin Jian was too tired and fell asleep in a mess of thoughts.

In the early morning, the sound of birdsong woke Qin Jian up, Qin Jian, who was sleeping in clothes, got out of bed and came to the window, maybe because yesterday's wine had not completely disappeared from his body, he wanted to breathe a breath of fresh enough air, and also wanted to use the cool morning breeze to make his head sober a little.

The windows have been pushed open, and the autumn wind of last night is raging, so that the dead leaves on a few big trees by the courtyard wall dance down the first floor of the courtyard.

Qin Jian looked out the window, but he didn't notice this, when the window was opened, he saw a figure with his back to him, a figure as sluggish as a statue, Murong Hate was standing in the courtyard, looking at the tree, he seemed to be speculating that the dead leaf would fall in the next second.

The sound of the window opening did not affect Murong Hat, he seemed to have blended into the autumn scenery, and he was the falling yellow leaf.

Qin Jian didn't look at Murong Hate again, the door rang again, Qin Jian came over and opened the door, and the sweet voice had already reached Qin Jian's ears first: "Brother Qin!"

Qin Jian's smile filled his face, a maid came in with tea, her eyes were red, and the tears began to flow if she didn't put the tea tray on the table, Qin Jian reached out and took the tea tray with one hand, and gently stopped the maid in his arms with one hand, and then said in his mouth: "Cui'er, don't cry, don't cry." ”

How could the maid and Cui'er stop the sad cry for a while.

Cui'er's cry was only a little quieter, and Qin Jian put the tea tray on the table first, for fear that the tea in the pot would spill and burn Cui'er.

Cui'er sobbed and said, "The young master was killed by someone、、、、、、!"

Cui'er couldn't say any more, and cried again.

Qin Jian lovingly stopped Cui'er in his arms and said, "Okay, don't cry, don't cry." ”

Qin Jian stroked Cui'er's hair, and it took a long time for Cui'er to really stop crying, and then Qin Jian said: "Little girl, where did you go yesterday, Brother Qin didn't see you?"

Cui'er still sobbed from time to time as if she had been wronged: "My mother is sick, the young master came back from Hanzhong, knew about it, saw that I was anxious, so he gave me the silver to go back and stay with my mother for a few more days, who knew that when I came back yesterday, the young master would." ”

Cui'er was crying again, and from her eyes that were already crying, she was no less sad than Murong Qian when Yifeng was gone.

Cui'er came to the Lin Mansion at the age of twelve, clever and cute, Yifeng never treated her as a girl, after Qin Jian came, he regarded Cui'er as his own sister, and took her to play with Yifeng when he was free, and cared for her very much, until a year ago, Murong Qian came to the Lin family, Qin Jian left, only Yifeng took care of her, at this time Yifeng left, although her name is not right, but how can her sister who has actually returned be heartbroken.

After a long time, Cui'er left Qin Jian's arms and sat down with Qin Jian, Qin Jian also wanted to know about Yifeng's affairs this year, and when she talked about some Yifeng's care for her, Cui'er still couldn't help but sob.

Murong Qian came in, followed by a maid, and brought some food, and the person hired to do the funeral was busy in many places in the house, which seemed a little messy, so Murong Qian asked people to send the food here.

Cui'er saw Murong Qian come in, so she got up from the chair, in front of Qin Jian and Yifeng, she could be like a master, unrestrained, but in front of Murong Qian, she didn't dare to go beyond the rules, although Murong Qian had never treated her as a maid, and she was also very good to her, but Cui'er was smart and sensible.

The maid put down the meal and was taken away by Murong Qian, and Cui'er was about to go out, but Murong Qian said: "Cui'er, you stay, Chun Tao said that you came back yesterday and cried for a day, and you didn't have a good bite of food, so you can sit down and eat a few bites with Brother Qin." ”

Cui'er only knew that Murong Qian was very good to her on weekdays, but she didn't dare to eat with Qin Jian and sit with Murong Qian, but she was a little panicked at this time, and hurriedly said: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Cui'er said, her eyes looked at Qin Jian, and then at Murong Qian.

Qin Jian just smiled, but Murong Qian said, "Little girl, let you sit on the toilet, didn't you often sit and eat with your Brother Qin and Yifeng before." ”

Murong Qian still couldn't help mentioning Yifeng, and everyone's mood was gloomy, and the word Yifeng had become a sad word. Qin Jian looked at Murong Qian and Cui'er, he was afraid that the two of them would cry again, so he hurriedly said, "Little girl, sit down, Xiao Qian is also like Brother Qin, and treats you as a sister." ”

Murong Qian also smiled a little, looking at her at a loss, looking at her, looking at Qin Jian, Cui'er, who didn't know whether she was happy or sad in her heart, also said, "Sit down." ”

Cui'er was happy, but at this time, she couldn't put a smile on her face, only mixed her tears of sorrow and joy together.

Qin Jian also had a little comfort in his heart, Murong Qian knew the general, Qin Jian's prodigal son who was wandering through the wind and rain, and he wanted to track down the murderer and give Yifeng an explanation, how could he take Cui'er around, Murong Qian followed Qin Jian's wishes and recognized Cui'er as a sister, Qin Jian would have less worry in his heart wherever he went, and there would be no more distractions in doing things.

After Cui'er cried and thanked her sister, she felt the joy of changing her fate, and also felt the sadness that appeared on Yifeng's face as she imagined that she would go away.

Qin Jian was eating but thinking about saying goodbye, would he be able to send Yifeng off on his last journey? Qin Jian didn't want to escape the last sad journey, but he knew that no amount of sadness could bring back Yifeng's return, so he could only do what Yifeng hoped for as much as he did-find the murderer as soon as possible, hoping to try his best to save this faintly blurred martial arts catastrophe and send Yifeng on his last journey in the name of chivalry.