Xie Bangui didn't expect that Zhao Xin would suddenly commit suicide, and he was a little confused for a moment.

Was it because his excessive words and deeds stimulated Zhao Xin and caused him to commit suicide?

Or had he already had the intention to follow his old master, and it was his own words that made him leave early?

Or...

Xie Bangui squatted down, clasped Zhao Xin's wrist, and transferred a ray of true energy into his body. It circulated in the meridians of the corpse for two times before slowly releasing his hand. However, Xie Bangui quickly

He took out the dagger again...

The fat man said angrily: "Stop it, you want to cut him open to see if there is a demon fetus, right? Brother, why do you want to doubt everything? If Zhao Xin is really unjust, will you not regret it later?"

"

"Stop talking." Lao Qian stepped in: "Fat man, did brother Xie do something wrong? I think it's absolutely right? We have a Huwei camp chasing behind us! If we are not careful, the whole army will be wiped out, thank you

Brother is just being cautious, what did he do wrong? Also, Zhao Xin came here under strange circumstances, only a fat-minded guy like you wouldn't doubt..."

"You are all right! I was wrong." The fat man was so angry that he threw Fang Tian's painted halberd and sat on the ground, panting.

"You're still excited!" Old Qian also got angry: "It's true that Zhao Jindao is your brother. But what is his relationship with Brother Xie? They know each other. They just know each other. Brother Xie was dragged into such a big thing.

, didn’t say anything. You even got angry."

The more Lao Qian talked, the angrier he became: "You think Zhao Jindao is a good enough friend. I don't think he is very honest. When something happened in Prison Pengyuan last time, Zhao Jindao didn't use you to save him? So you treat him as one?"

Good people.”

"Have you said enough?" The fat man jumped up with his eyes wide open: "Believe it or not, I will beat you up."

"Stop!" Xie Bangui said, standing between the two of them: "Calm down. This time it was my fault. If I really wronged Zhao Xin, I would go and apologize to him..."

"Don't!" The fat man was really anxious. He understood what Xie Bangui meant by making amends. Is there any other way to make amends to someone who died unjustly in his own hands, besides one life for another?

Although the fat man was angry, he never thought of thanking Bangui for paying for Zhao Xin's life. Just now he wanted to jump up and beat someone, but it was mainly because he was scolded by the old man for losing face. Now thanking Bangui for giving him a step, the fat man immediately went down the slope.

Donkey: "I just think it's wrong for you to doubt your friends casually... As for the future, let's talk about it later!"

"Okay!" Xie Bangui picked up the package on the ground: "Let's change places first and see if Jin Dao's paintings have left us any s."

The sixteen paintings that Xie Bangui took away from Zhao Jindao's study basically all had the same content. Zhao Jindao painted a woman. Except for the different posture and background, there was almost no big difference.

"Who is this woman?" The fat man frowned and thought for a long time: "If Jin Dao had any confidante, he should have told me! I remembered..."

The fat man slapped his thigh and said, "It's probably that monster, the one named Xiyu in Jinling Liumei..."

"If Zhao Jindao didn't find a new love after what happened in Pengyuan, it should be Xiyu." Xie Bangui has never seen Xiyu's true appearance, so he can only make inferences.

The fat man also took the painting and looked over it several times. He even took apart the scroll and looked at it: "I don't see anything special. Could the be in the background of the painting..."

Lao Qian shook his head and said: "Zhao Jindao's s cannot be kept so simple. If we can see it at a glance, Zhao Jinduo can definitely do it too. If Zhao Jinduo finds the s easily, why bother to lay it out?"

Xie Bangui laid the paintings on the ground one by one, and then changed them back and forth several times before he said: "Look at this woman's face. Look from left to right..."

After reading it several times, Lao Qian said: "It seems to be getting blurry. The first one and the last one are just two people."

"Brother, did you do it backwards?" The fat man touched his chin and said, "I heard that the more you paint, the better you get. How can you get worse as you paint?"

Lao Qian said: "Brother Xie's arrangement should be correct. These paintings are drawn more and more sloppily toward the back. The last one is almost finished with a few simple outlines. This shows that Zhao Jindao was in a very anxious mood at that time.

I no longer have the heart to paint."

"Even if they are arranged correctly, what does it mean?" Fatty asked: "There is nothing visible in this painting."

"Yes!" Xie Bangui pointed to some of the paintings and said: "Look, although these paintings become simpler as they are drawn, the order can still be seen in the later paintings. But these two paintings look very confusing, and there are also

I made a few mistakes. Although they were covered up later, if you look carefully, you can still see the traces that were traced on later. This shows that Zhao Jindao was very nervous at the time, and may even have been frightened."

Xie Bangui continued his analysis: "Jindao knew that he might be killed at any time, and also knew that the guards he sent out might be intercepted and killed. Why did Zhao Jinduo, who was calm and confused at the beginning, be so distracted when he was painting these two paintings?

It's messy. Could it be that he just hid something somewhere next to him?

The place where Zhao Jinduo suddenly walked in made Jin Dao extremely nervous. So he finished a painting hastily, and in order to cover up his nervousness, he started painting a second one. At that time, Zhao Jinduo was already very close to the place where he hid his things.

All this made Zhao Jindao, who was pretending to be calm, make several mistakes in a row..."

Lao Qian nodded and said: "That makes sense. According to your thinking, the reason why his later paintings are getting rougher and rougher is because they are all a cover-up."

"According to what you two want, Jin Dao hid something in the study?" The fat man shook his head and said: "The study is only a palm-sized area, and you can't even hide a mouse when you stand at the door. If Jin Dao hid something in

Zhao Jinduo can't find it in the study? You must have guessed wrong."

"Even if the thing is not in the study, the s must be in the study." Xie Bangui sighed: "I still don't have enough concentration! As soon as I found out that Zhao Jinduo had a problem, I just thought about how to escape. If I had stayed a little longer,

Maybe we'll find a . If we want to find s now, we have to go back to the General's Mansion."

"No! It's too dangerous!" Lao Qian denied: "The General's Mansion must be heavily guarded now. If we go back, it will be like throwing ourselves into a trap. If it doesn't work, it won't work."

Xie Bangui said with a bitter smile: "We have been dragged into this muddy water by the golden sword, and it is no longer possible to escape unscathed. Only by finding something can we take the upper hand and break the situation. If Zhao Jinduo takes the upper hand,

We can only wait to die."

Lao Qian tapped his palms and said, "How do we get in? Should we fly to the sky or hide on the ground? Don't be stupid!"
Chapter completed!