Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Zhuo Yichen dragged Zhao Yuanzhou out of the back door of the inn and headed straight for the family Wen Xiao mentioned.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the corner of that house, Zhao Yuanzhou grabbed Zhuo Yichen and said, "There are people behind our wall."

Zhuo Yichen gave Zhao Yuanzhou a look, and Zhao Yuanzhou pinched his fingers and cast a spell on the two of them. Standing on a big tree not far away, he saw two men huddled together and talking about something behind the wall they had just passed.

Zhuo Yichen was far away and they spoke in low voices, so he couldn't hear clearly. But Zhao Yuanzhou was different. He was a great demon with extraordinary five senses and could hear even the smallest thing like a mosquito.

"Xiao Zhuo, there is a stench of corpses in this mansion, and there is also a strong sense of violence. I guess a lot of people have died. I don't know if the people in this mansion know about it." Zhao Yuanzhou leaned close to Zhuo Yichen's ear and whispered softly.

Zhuo Yichen only felt Zhao Yuanzhou talking in his ear, and the soft breathing made his ears itchy. He wanted to move away, but Zhao Yuanzhou held him by the waist and he could not move.

"Don't get so close to me! I'm not used to it!"

Zhuo Yichen pushed Zhao Yuanzhou's head away a little, and turned his head away with red ears.

"Master Zhuo is shy!" As soon as these words came out, he was elbowed by Zhuo Yichen.

Zhao Yuanzhou held Zhuo Yichen with one hand and covered his stomach with the other. Zhuo Yichen felt soft-hearted when he saw the painful expression on his face. "Is it so cruel? Poor me, not only do I have to help, but I also have to be a punching bag!"

Zhuo Yichen has always been a person who speaks tough but is soft-hearted. He reached out and rubbed Zhao Yuanzhou's belly perfunctorily. Zhao Yuanzhou knew when to stop, put away his face and looked at Zhuo Yichen with a smile.

"The two men by the wall are the housekeeper and the eldest master of the mansion. The eldest master has to make sure that his sister's wedding in two days goes smoothly, so he has to send the person to the groom's house. Even if it rains heavily, he cannot stop. He has to send the person all the way there in one breath. Even if he dies, he has to die at the groom's house." Zhao Yuanzhou translated the conversation between the two men to Zhuo Yichen in a concise manner.

"This man is so cruel! Is he my brother? He might be a human trafficker!" Zhao Yuanzhou stared at the two men in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

Zhuo Yichen felt a little sympathetic towards the bride he had never met. "That bride is so pitiful. Her brother didn't care about her life or death. He only wanted to send her to her husband's house, not caring whether she would die on the way."

Zhao Yuanzhou looked at his compassionate little bodhisattva and sighed softly, "This is the characteristic of your noble families. Women are born to contribute to the family. They don't even have a name, only a surname. They have to wait until the husband's family comes to propose marriage and the horoscopes match before they can get a given name."

Zhuo Yichen had never heard of such a thing, because although the Zhuo family's side branch was small in number, there were also girls born there, who were pampered from birth. If they wanted to get married, they could get married, and if they didn't want to get married, the Zhuo family would support them for the rest of their lives. "How could this be? The girls in the Zhuo family are all famous from birth."

Zhao Yuanzhou looked at the inexperienced Zhuo Yichen and thought to himself: Your Highness and Zhuo Yixuan really protected Zhuo Yichen very well. These things are the consensus among those noble families, and there are very few families like the Zhuo family.

"Xiao Zhuo, not all parents love every child equally. There are different lengths of five fingers."

After Zhao Yuanzhou sensed that the two had left, he quickly interrupted Zhuo Yichen who was feeling sad, "Xiao Zhuo, they're gone! Let's go in and take a look now."

Zhuo Yichen nodded somewhat depressedly, as if he was frightened by what Zhao Yuanzhou had just said and had not yet recovered.

Zhao Yuanzhou embraced Zhuo Yichen and flew directly into the mansion from the bushes. The two carefully avoided the servants on patrol along the way and felt the presence of hostility in a cool corner.

"This is the place with the most violent aura. I guess the bodies of those who died unwillingly are all here."

Zhao Yuanzhou led Zhuo Yichen to the gate of the courtyard. Looking through the crack in the door, he saw weeds growing inside, crows cawing incessantly, and an iron chain loosely locked on the gate.

Zhao Yuanzhou pinched his fingers to make the iron chain fall to the ground. A breeze blew and pushed open the broken wooden door. As soon as Zhuo Yichen entered, he was retching at the smell of blood.

"Ugh~ Zhao Yuanzhou!"

Zhuo Yichen raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose, frowning as he looked at Zhao Yuanzhou who acted as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Zhuo, I'm sorry, I didn't think it through!"

Zhao Yuanzhou had cast a spell to isolate himself early in the morning, so he naturally could not smell the bloody odor, but he had completely absorbed all the hostility in the yard.

Zhao Yuanzhou strolled around the garden as if he was in his own backyard. He came to a dry well in the corner and looked down. There were countless dead bodies lying in it.

"Xiao Zhuo! Stop looking! They are all maids and servants in this mansion."

Zhao Yuanzhou turned around and covered Zhuo Yichen's eyes. "Those people have already rotted. It's not a good sight."

Zhao Yuanzhou threw a handful of flames directly in, and after burning the corpses to ashes, he covered them with soil from an unknown source, as a way of collecting their bones to prevent them from being destroyed by wind and rain.

Zhao Yuanzhou took Zhuo Yichen for a stroll in the mansion again. When they came to a women's embroidery building, they stopped and began to observe.

"This should be the residence of the bride-to-be."

"How do you know so much?" Zhuo Yichen glanced suspiciously at Zhao Yuanzhou who was talking so eloquently.

"Don't all women in your world live in embroidery towers? I see that Tianxiang Tower in Tiandu is also an embroidery tower, and the Wanhua Tower in Jiuchen Valley is also an embroidery tower."

"What is Tianxiang Pavilion? Is it a restaurant? Why is it built like an embroidery tower? And what is Wanhua Tower? How do you know there is a Wanhua Tower in Jiuchen Valley?" Zhuo Yichen had never been to any red-light district in his life. Even though there were many plans for such places, they were all handled by other demon-collecting teams of the Demon Collection Bureau.

"Huh? This! That!" Zhao Yuanzhou suddenly covered his mouth. Gu Zuoyan just refused to say anything.

"Xiao Zhuo, aren't we investigating the matter of the bride in the mansion now? This pavilion and this building, let's discuss it after we have resolved this matter." Zhao Yuanzhou could only abruptly change the subject.

Zhuo Yichen and Zhao Yuanzhou walked into the embroidery building stealthily. Zhuo Yichen was a little uncomfortable at first. After all, it was a girl's dormitory, and it was not gentlemanly to walk in without saying hello.

"The fragrance in here is so interesting!" As soon as Zhao Yuanzhou stepped into the embroidery building, he smelled a different scent from the rouge and powder smell all over the building.

"What's that smell? Why can't I smell it?" Zhuo Yichen closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, but he only smelled the scent of women's powder, which was very pungent.

"I roughly understand it. We can go home now!" Zhao Yuanzhou took his people back to the inn without waiting for Zhuo Yichen to speak.

Zhuo Yichen was so angry that he wanted to beat Zhao Yuanzhou, but when he thought that everyone else in the inn had fallen asleep at this time, he could only close his eyes and calm the anger in his chest.

"Good Xiao Zhuo! Don't be angry, look what I prepared for you!" Zhao Yuanzhou looked at Zhuo Yichen who was sulking on the stool, and took out a plate of pastries from his sleeve.

Zhuo Yichen quietly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuanzhou's surprise, "Honey-floating crispy pear flower! Why do you carry this with you?" After saying that, Zhuo Yichen took the silver spoon from Zhao Yuanzhou and started eating happily, completely forgetting what had just happened.

"Aren't Jade Dew Balls and Honey-floating Pear Flowers Xiao Zhuo's favorites? I have to carry them with me. There's no Qingfeng Tower here, so I can't eat your favorites anytime and anywhere." Zhao Yuanzhou supported his head with one hand and looked at Zhuo Yichen who was eating happily.

"You haven't told me where and what you found just now." Zhuo Yichen asked Zhao Yuanzhou while digging the honey-floating puff flower.

"Under the scent of powder, there is a fishy smell that belongs only to the aquatic race. I guess the wedding invitations to that family should have been sent out long ago, or maybe their bride is the one that the murderer really needs."

Zhuo Yichen tilted his head and opened his eyes in confusion, "Water Tribe? There are so many Water Tribe? Do you know which tribe they are from?"

Zhao Yuanzhou shrugged. "I don't know about that. After all, the scent of powder is too strong, and the scent of aquatic creatures is a little bit faint. I can only know that it is from the lake, not the sea."

Zhuo Yichen was quite annoyed, "What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?"

Zhao Yuanzhou sat up straight, "That makes a huge difference! At least we know which family has a water demon haunting them, and we also know that their bride is the target of the water demon. Next, we just need to follow these clues to find out the truth of the matter."

Zhuo Yichen could only accept the reality. When he lay down on the bed, he was still thinking about which tribes in the aquatic world were capable. He fell asleep while thinking about it.