At midnight, everything is still and the new moon hangs high.

Lu Qing, who had changed into men's clothes, quickly climbed over the courtyard wall and landed lightly on the ground without making a sound.

At this time, the street was deserted, with no pedestrians to be seen, only a few sporadic shops that were open until late and the lights were still on.

From a distance, it looks like dots of fluorescent light dotted on the ink cloth.

She was not in the mood to appreciate the night view of Linyuan City, so she went to the shop opposite the Rong Mansion with the emblem of the Raging Fire Gang engraved.

"dong dong dong"

The dull sound of knocking on the door panel came from far away in the silent night.

Soon a piece of the door panel was removed, and Mu Cang's old face appeared in front of her.

"Why are you here?" Lu Qing asked in surprise, and nimbly got into the narrow crack of the door.

Mu Cang was proud of himself, counting that Lu Qing would come tonight, he put the door panel back down, and said with a smile, "Of course I'm waiting for Doctor Lu's order."

Lu Qing pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't pierce his little thought, "In that case, let's talk about the magistrate's yamen, where the victim's body is usually parked in the yizhuang."

"Doctor Lu doesn't know that there is only one Yizhuang within fifty miles outside Linyuan City."

"Whether it's ordinary people, people without roots, or people who died unjustly, they will all be sent there." He explained carefully.

"Clarify the exact location, and prepare a horse, and I'll start right away." Lu Qing nodded and said.

Mu Cang waved his hand, and immediately someone went down to prepare, but he said: "This subordinate will go with you, so the two of you can take care of you."

She thought for a while and said, "That's fine, then go together, you can save a lot of trouble."

"You want to steal the corpse?" A strange picture suddenly appeared in my mind.

The night is dark and windy, the ground is full of weeds, and the desolate and dilapidated Yizhuang welcomes a beautiful and flowery corpse thief...

Mu Cang shuddered suddenly, the picture was too beautiful, he didn't dare to think about it.

He glanced at her with complicated eyes. Although his eyes shifted quickly, Lu Qing, whose five senses were different from ordinary people, noticed it.

"You're so old, why don't you just think about what's not there, and steal the body. I'm going for a drug test. During the day, there are officials, and I'm not allowed to get close to the body of the deceased."

Lu Qing was really dumbfounded by his divergent brains, and she didn't have a necrophilia, stealing some corpses.

Mu Cang rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and was about to change the subject when his subordinates came to report that the horse was ready.

"Doctor Lu, the horse is ready, please come down from the backyard."

One after the other came to the backyard, and the corner door on the side was also opened.

The two of them got on the horse skillfully, and the horse hissed and galloped out.

Under the leadership of Mu Cang, it took a long time to arrive at Yizhuang in the suburbs outside the city.

Yizhuang occupies a large area, almost the size of a basketball court.

The surroundings were also cleaned very clean, not as desolate and dilapidated as in the novel.

"Doctor Lu, look over there. The old Suntou who guards Yizhuang lives in that hut. There is also an unburned bonfire near the entrance of Yizhuang. I am afraid that there will be officials guarding here."

"Subordinates will go down to distract the guards in a while, hurry up and go in for a drug test." Hiding behind a big tree, Mu Cang pointed not far away.

Lu Qingman waved his hands indifferently and said, "No, I can go by myself, but you will scare the snake by surprise."

He wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered that Lu Qing could poison him face to face without anyone noticing.

It's even more difficult to poison a few official servants who are sleeping like dead pigs.

He nodded and said, "Be careful, my subordinates are waiting for you at the fork in front."

Since people can't use themselves, try not to cause trouble nearby.

"Okay, let's go." After glancing at the direction he pointed, he agreed.

Lu Qing covered his face with a pre-prepared handkerchief, and tiptoed to the gate of Yizhuang.

He didn't push the door directly, but listened for a moment, confirming that he heard the sound of long breathing inside.

Only then did she gently open the door and slip in like a civet cat.

There are no offerings or decorations in the Yizhuang, and there are only rows of neatly arranged coffins as far as the eye can see.

There were two official servants who were sent to guard the body of the deceased, and they were sleeping soundly with their backs against the wall.

The corners of Lu Qing's lips twitched as he watched. How big are these two people's hearts, that they can sleep so peacefully among the dead.

Just in case, she waved two silver needles and stabbed them in their sleeping holes so that they would not wake up easily.

After doing all this, she took out a fire pocket from her bosom and ignited it, and opened the coffin lid one by one to look for the three dead.

After searching for a long time, she finally found her target for tonight in the sixth, seventh, and eighth coffins from the left in the third row.

After six or seven hours, the corpse had become severely ossified, and large areas of plaque appeared.

The entire face to the chest was turning from blue to black, it seemed that the poison had already penetrated the bone texture.

She looked through the other two corpses in a row, and the situation was exactly the same as that of the first corpse.

With a swipe of both hands between the hair, several silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses appeared between the slender and white fingers.

Due to the severe ossification of the corpse, it had a considerable impact on the insertion of the silver needle.

These did not bother Lu Qing, who had excellent medical skills, and slowly urged his internal force to act on the silver needle.

As the ten fingers fluttered, the silver needles pierced the meridians and acupoints all over the body of the corpse without hindrance.

Xu was pulled out again, carefully put away the poisonous needle, and took out a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing from his bosom.

A small cut was made in the chest and abdomen of the corpse, the stomach pouch was opened, and some poisoned food residues were taken out.

In the same way, he also took some highly toxic samples from the other two corpses before re-closing the coffin lid and leaving.

During the period, the old grandson, the caretaker of Yizhuang, was not disturbed.

Unknowingly, he came to the agreed fork in the road, and Mu Cang finally felt relieved when he saw her come back.

"Doctor Lu, excuse me for overstepping your subordinates. With your ability, you can walk sideways in Feng Qi Country."

"Why do you still have to live in the Rong Mansion, under the shackles of that dead old woman?"

Never mentioning the test results, in his heart there is no disease that Lu Qing can't cure, no poison that can't be cured.

"Mucang, you're not too young anymore. When you get married and have children, you'll know where home is in a person's heart."

Rong Mansion is the place where Rong Jinsi grew up, and it is also one of the few places where her happy childhood is recorded.

There are her blood relatives there, no matter how bad they are or how eccentric the old lady is, it is her home.

She didn't want to force Xiao Sisi to do something she didn't like, but she could wait until the day when her little Sisi was willing to leave with her.

If little Si Si doesn't leave Rong's house for a day, she will be the son-in-law of Rong's house for a day.

It's just that she can't say these words, she can only keep them in her heart silently.

"According to my subordinates, you are too indecisive. Miss Rong must have your place in her heart for defending you like that."

"If you don't say it, if she doesn't mention it, it's a dead end."

Although he doesn't understand the love between a man and a woman, but as the head of the Raging Fire Sect, he doesn't lack women.

In Mu Cang's heart, no woman is worth his heart and soul.

If he were to treat a woman wholeheartedly, it would probably rain red in the sky.

Lu Qing just smiled and said nothing, even if he said some things to this big bastard, he might not understand.

……

There was no words all the way, and the two returned to the city the same way.

In front of Rong's mansion, after bidding farewell to Mu Cang, she climbed over the wall and entered again.

Only then did he stand firm, and a pair of familiar embroidered shoes appeared on the grass in front of him.

The alarm bells rang in Lu Qing's heart, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away.

But on second thought, no!

She didn't do anything wrong, so she ran so hard.

Turning around, he looked up at the dignified and beautiful little Si Si.

"Why didn't your husband run away?" She said coolly with her red lips slightly parted.

Lu Qing smirked twice and defended: "Hehe, I think the moonlight is just right tonight, so I went out of the house for a walk if I have nothing to do. I didn't run, I really didn't."

Rong Jinsi: Pretend, try your best to pretend, let me see how long you can pretend!

"I don't know when my husband's eyes are so sharp. To be able to pass through the thick dark clouds and see the deep moonlight is really an eye-opener for me." She said sarcastically with her face sinking like water.

Lu Qing looked up, he really lived a long life!

Before going out, it was clear that the new moon was like a hook, and it had only been so long, but it was so dark and cloudy.

God is killing me!

She shook her head with a wry smile, and said a little unlovely: "Si Si, I was wrong, I shouldn't have violated the rules and left the mansion secretly at night."

The attitude of admitting mistakes should not be too correct, the thin lips pouting aggrieved, I really feel pity.

Rong Jinsi, who was still angry, couldn't help feeling soft, and wanted to reprimand her and forgive her.

But when I thought that she was not a first-time offender, but a premeditated and knowing offender.

The small flame that had just been suppressed in his heart was ignited again.

Qiao'er and Xiu'er, who were standing beside her with lanterns in hand, suppressed their smiles, watching her young lady bullying the uncle.

Lu Qing gave the two heartless little maids a hard look, and it was fine if he didn't intercede for him, but he dared to laugh, which really betrayed them.

Seeing that she was still thinking about winking with the two maids, Rong Jinsi snorted coldly.

Hearing the sound, Lu Qing immediately corrected his attitude and listened to the training with his head down like a good baby.

"It's windy late at night, let's go in and talk if we have something to say." Lu Qing begged pitifully.

Rong Jinsi didn't speak, just took a deep look at her, and left under the lights of Qiao Er and Xiu Er.

Lu Qing was dejected and followed behind step by step, but he was thinking about how to get through this level in his mind.

Until she stepped into Rong Jinsi's room and looked at the rekindled candle, she still couldn't think of any good solution.

Rong Jinsi sat on the round stool in front of the table, and Lu Qing offered her a cup of tea with great insight.

"You don't have to be like this, my concubine is not such an unreasonable person." She took a sip of tea and said.

Lu Qing's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly, "Did Si Si forgive me?"

"It's not impossible to forgive my husband, it depends on my husband's performance." He couldn't see any joy or anger, so he said calmly.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

The author's own mother crossed her legs, with a look of flattery on her face, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, "Si Si, if you don't repair a small tree, you won't go straight, and if you don't repair it, you don't have to give me face. You can repair it however you want." How to fix it."

Rong Jinsi: "Dear mother, do you think you should steam your daughter? Or braise it?"

Lu Qing wanted to cry without tears, "Sisi, I'm your kiss, kiss, kiss, husband! How could you do this to me!"

The author's mother raised her eyebrows, not feeling well, "It's not good, do you see there?" Pointing in the direction of the bed, "You can eat lying down, sitting down, lying down, standing up, tied up, what do you want? You can eat whatever you want."

Rong Jinsi's face flushed with embarrassment, "My mother is really bad."

Lu Qing was sweating coldly, but after hearing these words, his heart was instantly relieved, and he was about to say something.

She heard her dear little Sisi say again, "But, I like it!"

Lu Qingjuan died at the age of 24.

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