After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

"Did Brother Yang tell Master Wei what we heard?" Lin Ying asked.

Yang Wenzhi nodded: "I said it."

He frowned: "Uncle Wei said that the son of the Liu family was a little abnormal back then. The Gao family and the Wang family were actually very good friends. That incident was purely accidental. Use, all come from the Wang family."

"After their questioning, Gao Liehu didn't have much doubts, so he let him go back."

Lin Yingshi remembered the appearance of this elder brother Gao.

"It happened in the morning. He introduced many merchants to the Wang family." Lin Yingshi said, "Is this to solicit business?"

Zhong Nianying, who was silently listening to the two talking, suddenly said: "It may also be inviting others to the scene...to show them that I have nothing to do with the destruction of the Wang family."

Yang Wenzhi couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Zhong, you may not understand the truth when you first arrived..."

Zhong Nianying shook her head: "There are a lot of fish and dragons here, and the news spreads the fastest. When I came here, I noticed something unusual, so I pretended to be a foreign traveler and went to the restaurant, and I almost inquired about it."

Lin Yingshi blinked.With a clear light in his eyes, he looked up at the guest of the Yang family.

Sensing his focused gaze, Zhong Nianying slightly lowered her head to look at the boy, her hoarse voice was a little gentle: "Is there something wrong with this young master?"

Lin Yingshi tilted her head, her eyes were bright: "I'm Lin Er, you can call me Xiao Lin. I was disrespectful just now, and I forgot to tell you my name. Don't blame me, Mr. Zhong."

Yang Wenzhi on the side was drinking water when he was choked by the overly intimate attitude of this lukewarm little beauty whom he had known since acquaintance.

He whispered in his heart: what's going on?In terms of appearance, talent and appearance, what point is this young master not better than Mr. Zhong?What's more... the scar on Mr. Zhong's face is also a bit scary, isn't it?

When Yang Wenzhi looked at Lin Ying, he looked at Mr. Zhong without blinking his eyes, feeling sour in his heart.

The same goes for Mr. Zhong, who is usually indifferent and indifferent to anyone, how come he is so, so gentle when he meets Lin Er today?Both Xiaolin and Xiaolin were called... Could it be that this is the preference of walking heroes?Prefer something that looks extra punchy?

Not to mention that Yang Wenzhi's heart was sour, Zhong Nianying smiled slightly on his stiff face, because of the hideous scar, it looked a little strange: "Okay, remember it. Xiao Lin."

Lin Yingshi rolled her eyes: "Mr. Zhong, you are really amazing. You can tell what happened from other people's descriptions."

Zhong Nianying shook her head, her strange eyes were gentle: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you must have a pair of ears that are good at listening."

Seeing that these two people seemed to be chatting, Yang Wenzhi hurriedly said: "Since Mr. Zhong is here, we can be of great help."

Sure enough, the attention of both of them was diverted to him.

Zhong Nianying said: "What is the eldest son's order?"

He seemed to have undergone a huge change in his attitude towards the eldest son he served, and the gentle tone and face he used to face the young man just now seemed to be someone else.Yang Wenzhi even shivered secretly, and the fingertips holding the teacup trembled quietly.

Sure enough, this is the normal Mr. Zhong.Yang Wenzhi thought secretly.With such a gentle appearance just now, I almost thought that this cold-faced guest was stimulated by something.

Yang Wenzhi said: "The place where the woodcutter found the tiger skin was a cliff separated by a deep valley. He had worked under the hands of the Chidi people before, so his eyes were particularly good."

He took a sip of tea and continued: "Uncle just asked the Yamen servants to take Gao Orion to the scene to describe the characteristics and identify them. There will be no mistakes."

After he finished speaking, he sighed and glanced at the two opposite with somewhat helpless eyes.

Lin Yingshi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: "So, is Mr. Wei worried about that tiger skin?"

Yang Wenzhi nodded: "Because the weather in Fuyun Mountain is unstable and the wind is strong, uncle is afraid that this rare evidence will be destroyed."

Young Master Yang shook his head and complained: "The murderer was also extremely ruthless. After throwing away the tiger skin, he cut off the cable bridge there...that's an iron cable!"

Zhong Nianying hummed lightly: "I'll go and have a look."

The prefect's government office.

"So..." Wei Hongyuan held a long knife in his hand, looked to the left and then to the right, "Wenzhi, are these two going to come with us?"

Yang Wenzhi nodded helplessly: "This is Zhong Nianying, Mr. Zhong. My family's Keqing, my family asked him to be my guard, maybe he can do something about the tiger skin on the cliff."

Wei Hongyuan let out a long sigh: "I don't know what the murderer is planning? He said that this person is a remnant of the Demon Cult, but what did he do to kill an innocent hunter family? If he came here for the tiger's skin, it would be unreasonable to kill and rob...My father I'm dying over this."

He turned sideways and whispered in Yang Wenzhi's ear: "I heard that the court has been alarmed, and the ones above are about to entrust people from Guiyi Academy to investigate."

Yang Wenzhi's pupils shrank, then he regained his composure, and his voice was extremely low: "Return to Yi Academy? The higher-ups are going to investigate again...the remnants of the Demon Cult?"

Wei Hongyuan nodded imperceptibly.

The two people at the front of the line whispered their ears, and when they followed Lin Ying, they quietly looked at Mr. Zhong beside them.

It felt familiar to him.Lin Yingshi thought.Maybe he met his senior brother?

Anyway, he is the guest of the Yang family.The boy's fingers moved slightly, and he unconsciously touched the back, touching the warm scabbard in his hand.Along the way, there is always something to know.

Zhong Nianying suddenly said: "Has Xiao Lin ever known about the Devil's Cult?"

For so many years, Lin Yingshi had only read the exercises of the Demon Sect on the bookshelves of Yanhai Palace, and she didn't understand the rest of them except for knowing their exercises by heart.

So he shook his head.

Zhong Nianying said: "Their followers are marked."

Lin Yingshi guessed: "Blood epiphyllum?"

Zhong Nianying nodded: "Yes, it's tattooed on my heart."

Lin Yingshi was curious: "Can it be washed off?"

Zhong Nianying smiled: "It can't be washed off. It was stabbed little by little with a red-hot needle. It was said that it was very painful, but they regarded it as a gift of pain, so they gritted their teeth and endured it."

He paused, and said meaningfully: "Those believers who wanted to get rid of it back then chose to use a blade to peel off the skin bit by bit in the end."

Listening to his calm description, Lin Yingshi trembled unconsciously.Zhong Nianying stretched out her hand and patted the young man's shoulder lightly: "Don't be afraid. It's just a story. It's just a story. Just listen to it."

His hands were extremely rough, and when he accidentally rubbed his cheeks, he could feel the vicissitudes of those hands.

...But very gentle, just like when I was a child, I was afraid of the dark and got into the bed of my senior brother, and the hand of my senior brother fell on his back.

Lin Yingshi raised her head and met Zhong Nianying's eyes.The other party's different-colored eyes were quiet and gentle, and there seemed to be a deep storm in them, but they were firmly suppressed by the master.

The boy suddenly wanted to ask—do you know a swordsman named Pei? He has the same rough hands as you, but they are all practiced with swords, and his fingers and palms are full of sword calluses.

He may be even taller than you, with a blue-green sword called Sanchun on his back.

Before he could ask, Wei Hongyuan shouted in front of him, "Here we are!"

Only then did Lin Yingshi come to her senses, what a rugged mountain road they had already walked, surrounded by green trees and jagged rocks.Yang Wenzhi broke a thick tree branch and used it as a crutch to support the ground. He was exhausted and looked at the two effortless people behind him with envy: "I really envy the physique of martial arts practitioners."

Wei Hongyuan said angrily: "That's Mr. Zhong and Brother Xiaolin's martial arts skills! Look at me and my brothers, which one is more relaxed and comfortable!"

Yang Wenzhi repeatedly begged for mercy.

Wei Hongyuan snorted: "Forget it, forgive you this time."

He immediately said to Zhong Nianying: "Mr. Zhong, Brother Xiaolin, did you see it?"

Ahead is a deep valley like a moat.The cliff on the opposite side is like a knife and an axe, falling vertically, and the mountain road from this end is even more inaccessible.The wind from the bottom of the cliff whizzed up, scraping the trembling cable bridge on the opposite cliff, making a loud crashing sound.

"That's the severed cable bridge." Wei Hongyuan sighed, "The murderer was really scheming, he just picked such a place to throw it away, and we had no way of getting it if we were sure."

"The wind direction here is extremely treacherous and dangerous. Even when there was a rope bridge in the past, only daring woodcutters and hunters dared to pass here." Wei Hongyuan said.

"Because the cliffs here are difficult to pass, there have been rumors that 'only birds can pass' here since ancient times. The ancient name of this moat was also called Bird Cliff. But because this place is too dangerous, now the mountain people nearby all It’s more called Huihuiya.”

At this point, look back and see the shore.

"If the leather is blown up, it will also be blown to the bottom of the valley. In this way, we will never get it."

Zhong Nianying took a step forward and carefully inspected the broken chain.He stood up and shook his head: "The wind direction here is too strange... and the distance between the cliffs on both sides is too large, I can't go over."

He looked at the tiger skin that was flapping in the wind: "The Cloud-covered Mountain Range is vast and boundless. If the murderer was not very familiar with the surrounding terrain, he would not have chosen this place."

Yang Wenzhi frowned: "The locals committed crimes..."

Zhong Nianying nodded: "It's possible."

Wei Hongyuan frowned.He called a few subordinates and asked them to go back and report to Prefect Wei that they must strengthen the patrolling of the whole city.

He murmured: "The remnants of the Demon Cult... This is something I only read in the scriptures, how could it come true?"

Yang Wenzhi frowned, and wanted to ask again, but only heard a click, the sound of a branch being trampled.

Several people all looked in the direction of the cliff.

I saw Lin Yingshi stepping on the dead branches and rocks on the ground, and lightly jumped to the original position of the iron chain.He closed his eyes, spread his arms, and let the mountain wind blow his sleeves and long hair.

The boy identified the direction of the wind for a while, then stepped on the wooden stake that had fixed the iron chain, and looked back at the few people behind.

"I can go there." Lin Yingshi said, "Do you want that tiger skin?"