Chapter 8 The eighth time beauty favors

On the eighth day of June, night. The main hall of Twelve Links Dock is brightly lit, but the outside of the hall is heavily guarded. After the incident at Duanyang in May, the number of guards and secret cards here has doubled, especially today, the three groups of people who went to investigate separately have all returned and are gathering in the lobby to report the results of their investigations . Xiong Tianjian was the first to stand up. He led the first group of people back to the small town at the foot of the Taihang Mountains. After thirty-three days of open and unannounced visits, the results he got were:

"The inn where the escorts stayed is called Yuelai. Because the place is remote and the land is not valuable, the inn is built very spacious, with a total of thirty-nine rooms." "We have carefully searched every inch of the thirty-nine guest rooms. There is no trace of blood or hidden weapons. It can be said that there is nothing suspicious at all." "There are a total of 178 families in the area, most of whom are native-born. We have visited every one of them. In the days before and after the accident, we have not seen any suspicious people nearby." "The only suspicious thing is that on the morning before the accident, a group of carpenters went there with several carts of wood, which are said to be used for making Buddha statues and wooden fish."

But these people had already left that night. We chased them down based on this clue and found that they were all carpenters from the Taiping Palace, and there was nothing suspicious about them. Therefore, the result of this investigation is still completely inconclusive. The same goes for the second group of people led by Ye Xingshi. All the masters who are good at wielding knives in the Jianghu have not been within five hundred miles of the ground near Twelve Links during the two hours before Duanyang noon. , everyone has witnesses. The third group of people led by Wang Yi finally achieved some results, but they were still far from the goal of 35 million taels.

So everyone's hopes are pinned on Eagle Eye Seventh, and now there are only seven days before the deadline for Shizi. Eagle-eyed Seventh's answer was even more frustrating: "Lu Xiaofeng has gone on a long journey to sea, and I'm afraid he will never come back." After he left Woyun Tower, he immediately rushed to the coastal ports to inquire. He actually found the fox den. But this well-known Fengyue Land was deserted on the day he went there. Because the news of the sinking of their boss's ship has come, it is said that all the people on board have been killed, not even a single one alive.

Eagle-eyed Seventh still didn't give up, and asked again: "Have you ever seen a person with four eyebrows?" They have seen it and they remember it. There are not many people with the same beard and eyebrows, Lu Xiaofeng has always been a person who can easily impress people. "That man is also on our boss's boat." "Is that the ship that sank?" "yes." The results obtained by the three groups of people were also completely fruitless. Those one hundred and three shrewd and capable escorts, worth thirty-five million taels of escort silver, disappeared without a trace.

The seven-day deadline passed in an instant, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do. Eagle Eye Seventh suddenly said: "We have a solution." Everyone immediately asked: "What method?" Hawkeye Lao Qi stood up, looked at the stone pillars outside the hall, and said slowly: "Everyone is killed here." It was the morning of the eighth day of June when Lu Xiaofeng came out of the old man's secret room. The weather was clear and sunny, and although the sea breeze was blocked by the surrounding mountains, the climate was still cool and pleasant.

He didn't come out the same way. So I didn't pass through the place full of wooden fish, and I didn't have to drill into the pool. The exit of this tunnel is near the lotus pond under the Jiuqu Bridge. After he came out, he remembered that he forgot to ask the little old man just now: "If I want to sleep, where should I go to sleep?" The little old man obviously thought that he could solve this kind of thing, so he didn't mention it, but he didn't know that sleeping, just like eating, was the most important event in life. Now Lu Xiaofeng only hopes to find Yue Yang.

Even if Yue Yang couldn't find a place for him to sleep, he would at least take him back to that little hut. A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as his own kennel, not to mention that there is an old friend who always laughs waiting for him there. Thinking of this old friend, he suddenly thought of another thing: "Is there someone in the old friend's big belly? This person has no beef soup to drink, is he already dead?" Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to go back as soon as possible. He was actually homesick, which even seemed funny to himself. It's a pity that he couldn't find Yue Yang, but he saw Shaman.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and they look even more beautiful under the sun. Shaman is standing among the flowers, wearing a lightly fluttering gown, with no makeup on his face, but the flowers have lost their color beside her. She just stood there casually, neither moving nor speaking. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but walked over. She turned around suddenly and left, Lu Xiaofeng also followed her involuntarily, walking along a flower path covered with vermilion stones, there was a small house hidden by a clump of rose flowers in front of her. She opened the door and walked in. This hut was undoubtedly the place to live.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly thought of Ghost Villa. It seems that there are indeed many places similar to the Ghost Villa, but in essence they are completely different, and Lu Xiaofeng's experience is also different. To go to the ghost mountain villa, he had already prepared in his heart, and he already knew what kind of place it was. The people in the Ghost Villa have all died once before hiding their names. The people here are simply nameless people. Although the old knife handle is a great character, this little old man is even more extraordinary, with amazing talents and unfathomable abyss. Compared with him, the old knife handle is just a stream beside the ocean.

The door of the hut was still open, and there was no sound in the room. Finally Lu Xiaofeng couldn't bear it anymore and walked in. Shaman was behind the door, covering the door and hugging him. Her lips were hot and her body was hot. When Lu Xiaofeng woke up, it was almost dusk. She was standing at the window with his back on her back, her slender waist stretched into a plump buttocks, her legs were long and straight. Lu Xiaofeng was almost bewildered. It was like a dream again, absurd and sweet, and he could never imagine why she treated him like this. He wanted to sit up and walk to hug her again, but his limbs were so weak that he didn't even bother to move. She didn't look back, but she already knew that he woke up, and suddenly asked a very strange question: "Did you kill Feitian Yuhu?" At this moment, no one would expect that she would suddenly ask this question. Flying Jade Tiger is cunning and cruel, in the battle of Yinhook Casino, Lu Xiaofeng almost died in his hands. Lu Xiaofeng also never expected that she would mention this person, so he couldn't help asking: "Do you know him?" Sharman still didn't look back, but his shoulders trembled, and he seemed very excited. After a long time, she said slowly: "His real name is Jiang Yufei, and my original name is Jiang Shaman." Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, and asked, "Are you brothers and sisters?" Sharman replied: "Yes." Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank, and he suddenly understood why she treated him like this. It turned out that she wanted to avenge her brother. But she is not sure that she can deal with Lu Xiaofeng, she can only use the most primitive weapon of a woman. This weapon has always been very effective. Now that his limbs are numb, he must have been murdered by her in his ecstatic sleep. Lu Xiaofeng could only comfort himself in his heart: "I am lucky to be able to live till now, and it is also considered lucky to be able to die at the hands of such a woman. What else can I complain about?" As long as a person can think about it, there is nothing in this world worth worrying about. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and said: "Although I didn't kill him with my own hands, he died because of me. If I had a second chance, maybe I would kill him with my own hands." Shaman was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I have sworn more than once that no matter who kills him, I will give my body as a reward. I have no other way to express my gratitude. " Her voice was full of sorrow and resentment. Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback again: "Why?" Shaman's body was trembling, and he said: "Although he is my elder brother, he has ruined my life." Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask any more questions. He understands this kind of situation, people like Feitian Yuhu can do no matter how despicable and shameful things are. Shaman still didn't look back, and said again: "I promised myself, and now I have done it, you can go too." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I won't go." Shaman turned around suddenly, the tears on his pale face were still wet, but his beautiful eyes had become as sharp as blades due to anger, and he said coldly, "What do you want again? Do you want one more time?" This sentence is also as sharp as a knife's edge. Lu Xiaofeng knew that if he left now, he would be like a stranger if he met her again in the future, if he hugged her again, even though she would reject him, he might not even have the chance to meet him in the future. If he neither walks nor hugs her, how can he stay here? He was stupid again, really stupid. Sharman looked at him with gentle eyes. If he is really such a poor student as in the legend, even if he doesn't leave now, he may not take the opportunity to hug her again. Anyway, he has already got her, why should he give another chance to meet in the future? She could see the affectionate and weak side in his heart, but she must let him go. Suddenly someone shouted outside: "Master Ninth is back, Young Master Ninth is back." A strange change appeared on Sharman's face immediately, as if a child who had done something wrong was suddenly caught by his parents. Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and said: "You might as well leave first, I will leave soon, and I will forget about today's matter soon." He was smiling, but anyone should be able to see how forced his smile was. Sharman didn't go, but sat down, sitting on the head of his bed. Lu Xiaofeng said: "You must let me go first?" Shaman said: "You don't have to go." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You..." The expression on Sharman's face was even more strange, and he said, "I'm not afraid of others knowing what I do. It doesn't matter how long you stay here." Lu Xiaofeng looked at her, gently shook her hand, but she got off the bed, put on her clothes, and suddenly said with a smile: "I have something for you, I wonder if you would like it?" Shaman said: "What are you going to give?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "My night pot knife." Sharman was looking at him again, and there was a smile in his beautiful eyes, and finally he really smiled. Lu Xiaofeng had never seen her smile. Her smile is like a glacier thawing, spring returning to the earth, new buds blooming in the sun. Lu Xiaofeng also laughed, the two of them were laughing at the same time, and for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, two crystal clear tears flowed down from her eyes and flowed down her pale and beautiful cheeks. She also stood up suddenly, grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's hand forcefully, and said softly: "Don't go." Lu Xiaofeng's voice was already hoarse, "Why?" Shaman said: "Because I... I don't want you to go." She hugged him again. Her lips were cold, but soft and fragrant, sweet as flower buds. This time, they no longer had a burning desire, but instead had a tender feeling, as gentle as water. ——A long time ago, a wise man said something that will never be forgotten. The wise man said: Friendship is cumulative, but love is sudden. Friendship must stand the test of time, but love often happens in an instant. How glorious, how glorious, how beautiful this moment is. This moment is eternity. The wind is blowing gently outside the window, and dusk has descended on the earth. Midsummer evening, bright, dim, and intense... What a wonderful life, what a wonderful relationship. I don't know if the door is not latched or the window is not covered, a person floats in like a light cloud, and then floats out like a light cloud. They didn't see him, and didn't realize that someone was coming and going. But they saw a flower he had left behind. An ice flower. It was midsummer now, but this flower was carved out of ice, and the transparent petals had not yet begun to melt. How far must there be hoards of winter ice? How much effort would it take to transport this ice flower here in its entirety? Although it is a small ice flower, who can estimate its value? And who knows how much tenderness is contained in it?How much love? Apart from that Dragon-like Ninth Young Master, who else could do such a thing? He knew that she never valued things outside her body. He knew that she was afraid of heat, but on this island in the South China Sea, she could not see ice and snow all year round. So he specially brought this ice flower back and gave it to his beloved in person. But she was in someone else's arms, and he left quietly with only an ice flower behind.