Cheng Ping's legacy

The sound of cock crowing and dog barking sounded in the distance, and it was another day.

"Why not..." Qin Pei put down his book, hesitating to speak.

Li Chongshuang, who was asleep, did not open his eyes: "En?"

"I think this matter is quite strange, so Wu Luxi is leaving at this time..."

The corners of Li Chongshuang's mouth curled up slightly: "I'm afraid it's a corpse already?"

"Even if it's a corpse, I want to see it." Qin Pei's eyes were unmoved, "Although my parents died and I was alone, I don't want to be buried here for no reason. Even if I die, I have to die to understand. "

Li Chongshuang got up: "Okay, since Brother Qin has nothing to fear, I will accompany you."

The two slipped out through the corner gate and walked eastward along the path overgrown with wild grass.

Li Chongshuang smiled suddenly: "Brother Qin followed me without asking anything, my little brother is flattered."

Qin Pei said indifferently: "I don't have a clue, but Brother Li seems to know the inside story."

"Well, I can't talk about knowing the inside story, and I'm just doing it casually, plus some small guesses."

"Oh? Hope to hear from Brother Li."

Li Chongshuang knew at a glance that he should be a very particular person on weekdays. The tooth-colored round-neck robe was ironed to the extreme, and he walked in a leisurely manner. He acted like a vice swimmer on a lake outing.

After the two of them walked for a stick of incense, there was already a mighty river wind blowing, Qin Pei paused: "Du Tou?"

Li Chongshuang nodded: "Flying snow in March, crossing the riverside."

Qin Pei thought for a moment: "Regardless of whether Wu Luxi will come and go here, to find out what happened back then, crossing the head is indeed very important."

"And, if I'm the real murderer, even if I don't kill people here, I will definitely throw the corpse here." Li Chongshuang added.

A hundred steps away from the ferry, Qin Pei frowned: "Blood smell."

Li Chongshuang was a little surprised: "Brother Qin has a good nose."

The two looked at each other with some hesitation.One is that they are not completely reassured about the people around them, and the other is that after the murder, the real murderer has not gone far to ambush somewhere, and neither of them is carrying self-defense weapons, so it may be extremely dangerous to approach rashly.

"For the present plan," Li Chongshuang pondered, "Either you and I will go up to check together; or one will wait here, and the other will report back; or we will all go back."

Qin Pei frowned: "Brother Li thinks?"

At some point, Li Chongshuang took out the paper fan from his sleeve, and tapped it on his head pretentiously: "This is really embarrassing, what does Brother Qin mean?"

Qin Pei remained silent, looking down at the ground.

"Well," Li Chongshuang took out a Tongbao out of nowhere, "Brother Qin, look, there is a mark on my copper coin. If the mark is facing up, then we will go and check it together. If it is down, we will go back to the inn for more." Call some people, what do you think?"

His meaning coincides with Qin Pei's. To Qin Pei, although this person is charming, but judging from the several murders in the inn, he is considered innocent, and it is safe to be with him at this time, so Qin Pei Pei nodded: "But it's up to Brother Li to make the decision."

Li Chongshuang smiled indifferently: "I can't decide this matter, it depends on God's will." After that, he threw it casually, and when Qin Pei came back to his senses, the Tong Bao had landed in his palm perfectly.

"Brother Qin, why don't you go for a walk together?"

The two walked carefully to the riverside, the wind was rustling, and the weeds beside the embankment were extremely lush, about half the height of a person.

Li Chongshuang narrowed his phoenix eyes and looked around, waving the folding fan in his hand to be arty, if it wasn't for the smell of blood that was too pungent, he really looked like he was going out in search of beauty.

Qin Pei stood still, his gaze was like a torch, and suddenly pointed at one place: "There!"

Li Chongshuang got closer to that side, so he walked over first, brushing away the grass, and sure enough there was one person lying there, it was Wu Luxi.

Compared with Sun Ji who was burnt to a scorched corpse, Wu Luxi's death condition was even more horrific. His whole body seemed to have been shot by random arrows. There were several large and small blood holes all over his body. It was an extremely terrified expression, with one hand clenched into a fist and the other stretched out, as if eager to grab something.

Qin Pei knelt down and carefully examined the body, while Li Chongshuang smiled and said, "Could it be that brother Qin was a gangster?"

"Anyone with eyes can see many things, so why do you need to do it?" Qin Pei said coldly.

Li Chongshuang didn't shy away from blood stains, and squatted down: "He was killed by a sharp weapon?"

"I don't know."

"This wound is quite strange." Li Chongshuang frowned suddenly, stretched out his hand to break off Wu Luxi's head, and looked at it carefully for a moment, "What do you think?"

Qin Pei shook his head: "I can barely see that this is a weapon, but I am a scholar after all, so I can't tell what kind of weapon it is."

Li Chongshuang pondered for a moment, then slowly relaxed his brows: "Brother Qin, there is a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

"Let's talk."

Li Chongshuang approached him and looked at him: "You are called Fengxiang, but you speak with a Hengyang accent, why?"

Qin Pei frowned: "What does this matter have to do with Brother Li?"

The two were so close that Qin Pei could even see the bloodshot eyes in Li Chong's eyes.

"I have a uncle in Beijing. He is from the Jiangnan family but has an adopted son from Fengxiang. He was sent to Shigu Academy to study hard when he was still a child. If you really count his age, he might be as old as you, Brother Qin. They are all surnamed Qin, do you think it is a coincidence?" Although it was a question, the words were full of certainty.

Qin Pei stood up suddenly, stepped back a few steps, and said sharply, "Who the hell are you?"

Li Chongshuang smiled slowly: "It seems that I guessed it right. Since you are the orphan of Mr. Qin, you must not be a villain, then I can rest assured."

Qin Pei took a deep breath: "Since you know my father, don't hide it."

Li Chongshuang interrupted him: "Let's discuss this matter again. The most urgent thing is how to get out of the body and get to Luojing earlier." Looking at the abandoned ferry from a distance, he said calmly, "You must not miss Chun Wei, I also have important things to do. No delay."

The gentle appearance faded away, and the playful smile was restrained, and the majesty of a superior was faintly revealed on his body.

"The wound is narrow, shaped like a three-leaf leaf, and..." He squatted down again, pointing to a wound on Wu Luxi's neck, "Look here."

Qin Pei looked carefully: "This is?"

Li Chongshuang said coldly: "The arrowhead leaves are pierced and make a sound when it encounters the wind. It is rumored that it was made by Maodun Khan of the Huns. Now the Turks call it Mingdi."

Hearing this, Qin Pei felt startled for a while, thinking that he had narrowly escaped death, and this matter involved a foreign race. Could it be that he was going to die in a remote countryside when he was weak?

"However..." Li Chongshuang changed the subject, "I don't think this has anything to do with the Turks."

Qin Pei calmed down: "If someone is good at using this kind of weapon, he only needs to shoot one arrow, and Wu Luxi will surely die."

Li Chongshuang praised: "This is the first, and second, there are two possibilities for this person to pull out the arrowheads after killing people. Either the arrowheads will reveal his identity, or he doesn't have many arrowheads in his hand."