There is no difference between day and night in the underground city. It is always brightly lit and always lively.
At midnight, I woke up again, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
Every time she fell into a dream, she would always see her young sister, covered in blood, crying towards her, berating herself for not protecting her properly.
Then I saw my sister slowly transforming into Yunzhuo, just like that day in the woods, covered in blood, and still crying.
Before his own eyes, he saw several invisible black figures approaching with sharp knives, cutting off their heads and showing off in front of him.
I wanted to shout out, but it seemed like someone was holding my throat, and I couldn't utter a single word.
After dreaming back at midnight, Feng Qi gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and took off the mask on his face.
The mask is all white, as if it were carved from white jade, and is engraved with delicate patterns, like a white fox.
This mask is light and lightweight. Feng Qi has been wearing it and hasn't taken it off for a long time.
The window was suddenly pushed open by the strange wind, and there was a squeaking sound.
Feng Qixuan stepped aside and put the mask in his hand back on.
A man in black rushed toward him, with one hand tied behind his back, but the other hand came straight towards Feng Qi's neck.
Feng Qi held the sword and just stepped back until there was no way to retreat, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of horror.
The man's hands were cold, his stern face was expressionless, and his slender figure was like a ghost, causing the candlelight beside him to jump slightly.
He strangled Feng Qi's neck tightly, but the man did not continue to exert any force. With that posture, he looked at Feng Qi who was forced into the corner by him rather evilly.
"I heard that you got the Ghost King Order this month again?"
Feng Qi remained calm and did not answer.
The man raised his lips and smiled softly, "It's been a long time since we last met, and my temper is still so bad. Come back with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man withdrew his hand and sat down where Feng Qi was sitting just now.
"We can't hide it over there. It's still too late for you to go back now."
Feng Qi bowed his hands and said, "Give me some more time."
"Bang--"
The tea cup in the man's hand slammed down on the table, tea splashed everywhere, Feng Qi was startled and quickly knelt down.
"Brother!"
Huaizhun was helpless and stood up, "Feng Qi, leaving the valley is a capital crime. The owner of the valley can no longer hide it. If you don't come back, what do you want me to do?"
Feng Qi replied unhurriedly: "I know the way things are done in the valley. If the owner of the valley asks, senior brother can only answer that I don't know."
Seeing this, Huai Zhun stopped forcing Feng Qi and just asked: "Are you still worried about that matter?"
"yes."
Feng Qi's eyes dimmed slightly. His original intention of leaving the valley was to find his sister, but his search was fruitless.
I was lucky enough to get the Ghost King's Order a few times, but no matter how I asked, the know-it-all only answered that there was no solution.
It is precisely because of this that Feng Qi has been unable to let go. This is the knot in her heart.
Seeing that Feng Qi couldn't kneel down for a long time, Huai Zhun reached out to help him, but the expression on his face changed slightly, "Are you injured?"
Feng Qi distanced the two of them without leaving any trace, showing his alienation, "It's just a minor injury."
Huaizhun nodded, "Gu Nianqing is the general who protects the country. I don't want you to get involved with him. You should know it yourself."
He looked at Feng Qi and seemed to want to say something more, but after hesitating again and again, he still did not speak.
Feng Qi nodded, "Understood."
The owner of the valley already had a lot of rifts with the imperial court, and he categorically did not allow his subordinates to have private contact with anyone in the imperial court, let alone Gu Nianqing.
After a few more words of explanation, Huaizhun left and promised to give Fengqi some more time.
Before leaving, Huaizhun said, "Junior sister, some masks can't be taken off after being worn for a long time."
How long has it been since I last saw Feng Qi's appearance? It seems that even I can't remember clearly.
After Huaizhun left, the clouds and smoke of the past kept reappearing in Fengqi's mind, and he didn't rest until dawn.
At noon, Feng Qi arrived at Poyun Cave where Wan Shitong lived as promised.
Unexpectedly, besides the ghost soldiers who were on daily guard duty, there was also Gu Nianqing standing at the door.
When Gu Nianqing saw Feng Qi coming, he stepped forward to greet him, "I have sent people to investigate the matter you have entrusted. I will definitely find something within three days."
"Um."
Just bowing his head in response, Feng Qi was about to pass through Gu Nianqing, but Gu Nianqing grabbed his arm.
Just as he was about to throw it away, not wanting to involve the pain in the wound, Feng Qi frowned slightly, "What do you want to do?"
Gu Nianqing's face was solemn, and she had obviously been thinking about it for a long time.
"Although I don't know who you are, I know that you are also investigating Yun'er thoroughly. I don't ask why, but can you tell me whether Yun'er is okay?"
Feeling that it was really noisy, Feng Qi opened the distance between the two, "What's the best thing about a deceased person?"
Gu Nianqing failed to get the answer she wanted, but she was prepared for it. How could Yuner be alive...
In the blink of an eye, Feng Qi took out the Ghost King's Order, and the ghost soldiers no longer stopped him, allowing Feng Qi to enter Poyun Cave, leaving Gu Nianqing alone in a trance.
There are candlesticks placed everywhere in Poyun Cave. The swaying red candles are quite strange. Scattered books are everywhere, and there is nowhere to put a foot down.
Standing outside the mess of books, Feng Qi saw a young man walking out of the darkness, with a peach-shaped face, an ancient book in his hand, white clothes trailing on the ground, and coming barefoot.
The three thousand black hair on the back of her head is untied and untied, giving her a bit more casualness.
There was a faint smile on his face illuminated by the candlelight, but his eyes were cold to the bone.
Thinking about ice muscle, jade bone, powder carving and jade carving, this is probably what it looks like.
The man just glanced at Feng Qi, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious, "It's you again? How many times has this happened?"
Feng Qi slightly bowed his hands and saluted, "The sixth time."
This is the sixth time that Feng Qi came to find this know-it-all with the Ghost King's Order.
Wan Shitong rubbed his temples with a headache, "What are you asking? There is still no solution."
Feng Qi's eyes darkened and he said, "This time I want to ask you something else."
Seemingly interested, the know-it-all came closer and said, "In the past six months, you have only been able to ask about one thing. Why, is there something new? Tell me about it quickly."
"The fifth lady of the Yun family, Yunzhuo."
Wan Shitong was startled for a moment, then smiled again, with his back turned to Feng Qi's familiar ears, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was just talking to himself.
"The unpopular fifth lady of the Yun family? Haha, I didn't expect you to ask this, that's all."
He turned around and said, "Fengqi, how about you and I make a deal?"
Gu Nianqing waited outside the cave for a long time, and finally waited for Feng Qi to come out.
Although Yun Zhuo is dead, he still hopes that he can investigate this matter clearly. What Feng Qi said is really surprising.
But when she saw the Ghost King's Order hanging on Yunzhuo's waist, Gu Nianqing was slightly startled.
"Why is the Ghost King's Order still on you?"
Logically speaking, if you go to see Wan Shitong, the Ghost King's order should be withdrawn, and he will not be seen until next month.
Perhaps it had been soaked in blood for too long, and the Ghost King Token was stained with a bloody smell that could not be washed away after a long time.
At this time, the Ghost King's Order was still hanging on Feng Qi's waist.
Feng Qi did not answer, but simply asked: "General, why are you following me all day?"
After a moment of silence, Gu Nianqing said: "I don't know who you are and what your relationship is with Yun'er. But I hope you can tell me everything you know, and please return the jade pendant to me as well."
Almost without hesitation, Feng Qi threw the jade pendant into Gu Nianqing's arms.
"I've said before, Yunzhuo's injury was not caused by you, but by the person who shot that arrow at me that day. Please check the twists and turns in the process yourself. We will never see each other again in the future."
Gu Nianqing is not a fool either. This step is enough.
Feng Qi made a deal with Wan Shitong, and he would do things for Wan Shitong, and Wan Shitong would provide him with everything he needed.
Feng Qi returned to Yunzhuo's grave that day, but he saw a group of people sneaking around in front of Yunzhuo's grave from a distance, not knowing what they wanted to do.
Feng Qi approached quietly.
About five or six people came, led by a little girl wearing blue clothes and wearing an official servant's bun. Judging from her attire, she must be from the Yun family.
The rest were dressed like servants, looking panicked, looking around, and acting suspiciously.
Originally he thought these people were here to make offerings, but Feng Qi soon discovered something was wrong.
There were digging tools on the ground and a sack, the contents of which were still squirming.
Seeing that no one was around, the maid kicked the sack hard, causing the thing in the sack to whimper in pain. It must be a person.
"Trash, since the protector is so eager, today I will bury you and your girl together!"
After saying that, he ordered a few boys to open up Yunzhuo's grave, seemingly intending to bury the people in the sacks into Yunzhuo's "grave".
It seems that a certain master of the Yun family wanted to kill someone and hide the body in Yunzhuo's place, so no one would suspect it anymore.
This is a good calculation.
Feng Qi had no intention of stopping him, but it saved him a lot of trouble.
Soon, several people carried out Yunzhuo's coffin. Seeing the boy struggling, the woman cursed.
"Can't even lift out the empty coffin? It's trash!"
Several people were also confused, and one person said doubtfully: "No, this coffin doesn't look like it's empty..."
"Isn't it empty? Is there anyone else lying inside?! Open it! Hurry up!"
Although it was still strange, the few people didn't think much and just quickly pried open the coffin nails one by one.
But when I opened the lid of the coffin and took a closer look, I saw a woman lying inside. Her face was pale and bloodless. It was a hot day, but she had not yet rotted.
"Ah - ghost!"
Several people were so frightened that they stepped back with horror on their faces.
Seeing this, the maid was also startled, but she did not look at the coffin. She just stepped aside and called a few people to stop.
"Stop! What kind of ghost is there in broad daylight?! Take a good look and see who is inside! Go!"
The whereabouts of Yunzhuo's body are still unknown. Only some of her clothes were buried. How could there be only one person lying in the coffin?
Under the urging of the maid, one man still had the courage to step forward.
The woman lying in the coffin seemed to be asleep, with the corpse-fixing pill in her red lips. Her appearance was undoubtedly that of Yunzhuo.
"Ah - yes... yes... it's Miss Fifth!"
The maid's face was also pale. Although she was also very frightened, under the clear sky and white sun, her fear was dissipated a lot.
She swallowed her saliva and arranged: "You can just find a place to throw the people in the sacks! Go back and report to the eldest lady and the master, just say... just say that we came to give a confession to the Fifth Miss. We heard a strange noise.
, risk your life to dig it out, go!"
She composed herself and said again: "No, no, no, this matter should not be made public!"
She looked calm on the face, but everyone had long since lost their courage, and the maid's body was trembling slightly.
"They are all dead. What are you afraid of? No matter how she came here! Bury her back and pretend that what happened today never happened!"
If word spreads, wouldn't it mean that they dug graves, exhumed corpses, and killed people to silence themselves?
A few people just planned to throw the people in the sacks in and bury them together.
Feng Qi jumped down from the treetop and threw out a few pills. When they hit the ground, they immediately dispersed into smoke, carrying a pungent smell.
Those people coughed a few times, as if they saw something terrifying, and ran away screaming and wailing.
This is Feng Qi's self-made intoxicating drug. After inhaling it for a moment, you can see the thing you fear most in your heart.
She just glanced at the sack on the ground and paid no attention to it. She just walked to Yunzhuo's coffin.
Yunzhuo held the corpse pill he gave him in his mouth to protect his body from decay, but he didn't expect it to actually work.
Looking at that pretty face, Feng Qi took out the potion given by Wan Shitong from his arms, but he hesitated a little.
Is there really such a mysterious witchcraft in the world? This chapter has been completed!
