"I don't know when Xia Ti's punishment will arrive."

After Pei Wuyan finished speaking, he looked back and forth between Yu Qingfeng and Lin Ming.

At the government office, the four of them had already shared clues and information - Xia Feitao was most likely a descendant of the master from twenty years ago.

The four of them also reached a consensus that this matter must be hidden from Ding Xiyao, otherwise the heroine who is bent on revenge will not care about the law, nor will she wait for her father's ghost to take revenge, and might kill her enemy on the spot.

"I'm probably on the way. I'll definitely be there before the night after tomorrow." Yu Qingfeng rolled her eyes.

"How could the news of Xiuzhi's failure after being released from the Du Mansion really come so quickly? As far as I know, Xia Tixing was originally in Suzhou, a day's journey from Jeju." Pei Wuyan asked Lin Ming.

Lin Ming replied confidently: "Xia Tixing has been an official for many years, so don't underestimate his intelligence network. In my opinion, Mr. Xia will only be early and never be late."

"Xia Ti Xing?" Ding Xiyao's face was full of questions, "Are there any officials coming?"

"Miss Ding, Xia Tixing is the chief judge of the Zhou Lang case, and Mr. Du just now is the deputy judge." Lin Ming explained for Ding Xiyao.

"Isn't it enough to have Mr. Du? As for the executioner, he's a big official, right?"

Pei Wuyan smiled bitterly, "I didn't invite him, but I guess he will come to prevent me from overturning his previous conclusion. As for the official rank, we are the same age."

"You officials will only lose both sides. The murderer of Zhou Lang was not Lou Anyi as identified by Xia Tixing, nor was it someone else as you identified, but my father's ghost. You are busy working in vain.

"

Yu Qingfeng said with a smile: "How can you work in vain? If it weren't for us, where would you find so many people to help you dig the hole again?"

Ding Xiyao cupped her fists at Yu Qingfeng and the others, "Thank you all. But there is one thing I need to state in advance."

Pei Wuyan suppressed his smile, "Are you trying to say that we will be responsible for our own safety after entering the robbery cave?"

"Yes, my father may still have no five senses. Not to mention that he can't tell whether you are friends or foes, he may not even be able to recognize you. Our safety cannot be guaranteed. But I am willing to take risks in order to see my father. You are different.

Well, I advise you to be cautious."

Yu Qingfeng exchanged glances with Pei Wuyan and Lin Ming.

"Of course, it is also possible that my father has successfully obtained the head of an animal. Apart from being unable to speak human language, other senses have been restored. If that is the case, I will explain your purpose and identity to him, and he will not hurt you.

you."

The three of them nodded to Ding Xiyao, saying that no matter what the situation, they would bear the consequences.

Cumulus Valley is located in the north of Pingchuan County. It is a very low-lying canyon, and the nights in late autumn are even colder.

There were six tents of various sizes stationed at the entrance of the Robbery Cave of Guanhead Onizhong. The largest two tents were used by craftsmen to take turns to rest and keep out the cold, while the remaining four were allocated to officials.

When it was close to Hai, Lian Shurong and Lin Ming led the Dali Temple guards to inspect the vicinity of the Tomb of the Dead Head, trying to confirm from the outside that there was indeed no other entrance or exit to the Tomb of the Dead.

Only Yu Qingfeng, Pei Wuyan and Ding Xiyao were left in the tent.

From time to time, Yu Qingfeng opened the tent door and looked outside, causing the cold wind to keep blowing in.

Looking back, Pei Wuyan was putting on his cloak.

"Sorry, I'll go get some more charcoal." Yu Qingfeng stuck out her tongue and walked out of the tent.

After a while, Yu Qingfeng's voice came into the tent from outside.

"The charcoal fire is quite heavy."

Pei Wuyan and Ding Xiyao looked across the tent in the direction of the sound, and sure enough they saw Yu Qingfeng holding something.

"Yeah, a piece fell off." Yu Qingfeng said and squatted down.

"Who, who is there?" Yu Qingfeng screamed and hurriedly stood up.

When Pei Wuyan and Ding Xiyao in the tent heard this, they quickly got up.

But before they could take the first step, they heard a scream from Yu Qingfeng outside the tent.

In an instant, Yu Qingfeng's head was severed and rolled to the ground. Only a headless figure still standing was projected on the tent.

It all happened too fast, but also clearly enough, like a shadow puppet show, Yu Qingfeng's head did fall to the ground instantly.

They could even hear the sound of something hitting the ground, rolling around a few times and coming to a stop.

Ding Xiyao took a breath of air and looked at the projection on the tent in disbelief, the motionless, still upright figure.

After being stunned for a moment, Ding Xiyao grabbed the sword on the table and ran out of the tent.

"Yu Qingfeng?" Ding Xiyao just stepped out of the tent and saw Yu Qingfeng.

"What's wrong?" Yu Qingfeng stood outside the tent blankly, looking puzzled.

"I clearly saw it just now..."

"what did you see?"

Pei Wuyan walked out slowly, stood behind Ding Xiyao, and stared at Yu Qingfeng coldly.

Yu Qingfeng rolled her eyes at Pei Wuyan and complained, "I thought you would be the first to run out."

"I'm not Lin Ming. I can't obviously see through your trick, but pretend not to see through it, and seize the opportunity to show concern and move you."

After Pei Wuyan finished speaking, he returned to the tent.

Yu Qingfeng was stunned, was Lin Ming just pretending? He had already seen through her head-turning trick?

Perhaps Lin Ming had already seen through the troupe's decapitation trick, and the reason why he didn't tell her was to let her enjoy the sense of accomplishment of revealing the secret to others?

Lin Ming is so smart and so tea?

"A trick?" Ding Xiyao suddenly realized and scolded, "Are you doing a trick again? What's wrong with it? You want to scare me to death!"

Yu Qingfeng hurriedly picked up a baggage that had fallen not far away and pulled Ding Xiyao into the tent.

The bag contained the charcoal fire that Yu Qingfeng had just gone to get.

While adding charcoal to the stove, Yu Qingfeng muttered: "As expected of the male protagonist, he knows everything. It's like God's perspective. This is obviously cheating."

"What are you muttering about?" Pei Wuyan frowned and asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just not happy that you saw through the trick. Let me tell you, Mr. Pei, before you get promoted and make a fortune, is it possible for you to make a living in a theater troupe?"

If Yu Qingfeng is not happy, her mouth cannot be idle.

Pei Wuyan snorted coldly and refused to answer.

"Ah!" Yu Qingfeng suddenly realized, "There is only one troupe in the whole Yong Dynasty that can perform the decapitation trick. I asked you to see it but you didn't go. Is it because you are afraid of being embarrassed by meeting your former colleagues? Are you afraid that they will ask you for help or borrow money?

"

Pei Wuyan narrowed his eyes and glared at Yu Qingfeng, refusing to talk or cooperate with Yu Qingfeng's jokes.

"Miss Yu, tell me quickly, how did you do it?" Ding Xiyao urged.

"Let's not talk about how I did it, but let's talk about why I did this trick for you."

"Why?" After Ding Xiyao asked, he realized later, "Are you trying to convince me that seeing is not necessarily believing, and even if you see a ghost, it must be a person pretending to be a ghost?"

"Absolutely. To be precise, I want to let you know that a person can instantly disguise himself as a decapitated ghost, just like I did just now. Lou Anyi's confession said that he also saw the decapitated ghost before he fell into coma. It was probably

I saw the real murderer, and the murderer disguised himself as the ghost of your father."

Ding Xiyao disagreed, waved her hands and shook her head, not accepting Yu Qingfeng's statement at all.


Chapter completed!