Chapter 57: An Arrangement That Makes Ximen Qing Regret
Is Wu Dalang finally dead?
How did this guy die?
Death of illness? Suicide? Homicide?
Where did this guy die?
Questions like this kept popping up in Ximen Qing's mind, but what Ximen Qing was sure of was that he had never left the house since he came back from Zishi Street. As for sleepwalking and murder, it was simply impossible.
Because in Ximen Qing's arms, there is Xue'er who is still clinging to her like an octopus. Even if she could sleepwalk, it would be impossible.
Ximen Qing reluctantly pushed Xueer up, gave a few instructions, got dressed, went to the floor, and opened the door. Sure enough, outside was an anxious Xiao Tianqing with a strange expression like she was about to urinate.
"Where is he? Take me there quickly!" Ximen Qing didn't talk nonsense. The little Tianqing in front of him probably just knew that Wu Dalang was dead and couldn't ask why. It was better to ask Pan Jinlian directly!
"The little one has been led to the study." Xiao Tianqing held a lantern in front of him and said, "Master, be careful where you step."
"Okay, who else knows?" Ximen Qing thought for a while and asked again. No matter what the reason is, Pan Jinlian's visit late at night must be evil. At this time, you should keep your mouth shut. The fewer people who know, the better.
Xiao Tianqing saw the master asking and replied without thinking: "The two boys on night shift at the door and the housekeeper. However, Pan Jinlian looked flustered and refused to say anything. Later, when she saw the little boy was called over, she and
The younger one said it."
"Okay." Ximen Qing grabbed the lantern, and his face looked dark under the weak light of the lantern: "I can just go to the study by myself. You go and tell the housekeeper that this matter is strictly confidential. If there is anything outside,
If you let me know about the trouble, I will beat them to death one by one!"
Xiao Tianqing looked at Ximen Qing with a serious expression and knew that her master was not joking. She shuddered secretly, nodded silently, and walked away in the dark.
Ximen Qing came to the front and saw that an oil lamp had been lit in the study over there. Looking from the outside, he could see a figure moving back and forth in the room.
It looked like Pan Jinlian was quite frightened.
Ximen Qing approached the door and knocked twice. Pan Jinlian's low-pitched exclamation came from inside: "Who...who is outside?"
"Liu Niang, it's me!" Before Ximen Qing could finish speaking, Pan Jinlian opened the door, and like a night bird throwing herself into the forest, she fell directly into Ximen Qing's arms.
"Master, you are finally here..." Pan Jinlian burst into tears after holding back tears for a long time: "Da Lang..."
"Liu Niang, don't worry, there are many people in the house, go in, sit down and talk slowly." Ximen Qing hugged Pan Jinlian into the study and closed the door smoothly.
After telling Pan Jinlian to sit down, Ximen Qing simply put out the oil lamp, leaving only the dim light of a lantern. Even if someone was peeking outside, he would not know who was inside the room.
"Tell me the story from the time we separated to the death of Wu Dalang. Don't miss all the details." Ximen Qing asked calmly.
At this moment, you must start from the beginning to piece together all the details, so that Ximen Qing can grasp the overall situation, make decisions and take appropriate actions.
Ximen Qing knew that the key was not the old fox Zhu Zhixian who collected black money, but the tiger-fighting hero Wu Songwu Erlang!
Nowadays, there are many rumors about various deeds of himself and Pan Jinlian in Qinghe County. After one thing is circulated several times, I am afraid it is no longer the truth.
Once Wu Song hears that his brother is dead, he will definitely wander around the streets, carrying a knife and asking people for clues. In the novel, Wu Song does this, so Ximen Qing will not give false hope. From now on, all actions must be taken
cautious.
"All the details?" Pan Jinlian blushed a little, feeling that there were some things that were difficult to talk about. Wu Dalang didn't know if he was drunk and went crazy, and actually asked Brother Yun to "complete the mission"!
"All the details." Ximen Qing looked into Pan Jinlian's eyes very seriously: "This way I can... help you."
Pan Jinlian looked at Ximen Qing who was extremely serious and began to calm down. She recalled the situation at that time and slowly told the story.
There was no interruption in the middle. Ximen Qing quietly listened to this extremely weird story, thought about it seriously, and then said to Pan Jinlian: "Wu Dalang, a birdman with a twisted mind, deserved to die, Liu Niang, you
Why be sad?"
"Ah?" Pan Jinlian didn't react for a moment, and Ximen Qing continued: "Fortunately, Liu Niang, you have learned some self-defense skills, otherwise..."
Pan Jinlian had been blaming herself along the way, blaming her legs for kicking too hard. Only then did she wake up and understand what Ximen Qing meant.
At that critical moment, if he had no self-defense skills and no such forceful kick, he would have been humiliated and Wu Dalang's mind had been twisted to a weird level, so why should he blame himself?
"Since the night watch team has gone over to check, you should not go back yet." Ximen Qing continued: "You will stay at my place tonight, and I will handle the rest."
"Sleep overnight?" Pan Jinlian was dumbfounded. Could it be that Ximen Qing wanted her now?
"Don't get me wrong." Ximen Qing saw Pan Jinlian's hesitation: "I'll arrange a room for you... No... the fewer people you come into contact with in this matter, the better."
"You come with me." Ximen Qing raised the lantern: "Tonight, you will live with my concubine Xue'er. Firstly, to prevent the news from leaking out. Secondly, I am afraid that you will be scared alone."
Pan Jinlian silently kept up with Ximen Qing's pace. She was very grateful to Ximen Qing for his careful arrangements. She realized that she had really misunderstood.
Ximen Qing led Pan Jinlian to the small building in the backyard where Xueer lived. He looked at the dim light inside and nodded: "Liuniang, go in by yourself. I'm going to the study to think about the next arrangements."
Pan Jinlian nodded silently. Since she was already here, she could only wait for Ximen Qing's arrangements.
"Master, you're back!" Under the dim light, Xue'er turned around, a little surprised: "You are...Sister Jinlian!"
Master, it’s true. Why didn’t you come when you went out in the middle of the night? Instead, Pan Jinlian came in?
Pan Jinlian nodded sheepishly. This room was a hundred times better than the small building where she lived. She didn't know what kind of spices it was smoked with, but there was a light aroma, gentle but not overbearing, which made Pan Jinlian feel at ease.
"You are sister Xue'er." Pan Jinlian walked to the bedside, looked at Xue'er who was obviously several years younger than herself, and slowly sat down.
"Sister Jinlian, please put out the oil lamp and go to bed. Let's talk for a while." Seeing that Pan Jinlian was still a little nervous, Xueer said with a smile: "It's hot under the quilt, come on!"
The oil lamp was gently blown out. Pan Jinlian took off her coat and got into bed. It was indeed warm.
"Just now, was Ximen Qing lying on this quilt?" Pan Jinlian suddenly thought in her heart while sniffing the scented quilt.
Suddenly, a naked body wrapped around Pan Jinlian like an octopus: "Oh, sister, it's so cold. Xue'er will help you cover it."
Pan Jinlian was a little surprised when she saw that Xueer was actually naked: "Sister, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Xueer giggled and replied: "Sleeping without clothes is so comfortable. This is what the master said."
"Besides, isn't this convenient?" Xueer lay next to Pan Jinlian's ear and whispered: "I like this style the best. Sister, you should take it off too."
"What?" Pan Jinlian was invaded by Xue'er's claws before she could wake up.
The underwear was thrown out of the quilt by Xue'er. Pan Jinlian desperately protected the last little bellyband on her body: "Sister, spare my sister, leave one for my sister."
"How can that be done?" Xue'er looked sly in the darkness: "If you do it, you must do it thoroughly."
As she spoke, Xue'er reached out to touch Pan Jinlian's armpits. Taking advantage of Pan Jinlian's itching and relaxation, Xue'er quickly took off the little bellyband and hugged Pan Jinlian tightly.
"You little rascal..." Pan Jinlian went to bed without clothes for the first time, and she was hugging Xue'er who also slept without clothes. Soon, a strange feeling came to her heart...
"Sister, tell me, if I know that Xue'er has taken the lead, I wonder if I will be angry?" Xue'er suddenly reached out and touched it: "Sister, yours is so big, Xue'er is very envious of it."
"This...what's going on?" Pan Jinlian was hit by Xue'er's chest, and then she understood the meaning of Xue'er's words. She couldn't help but feel a little hot on her face: "What about striking first and then striking second? Sister, don't talk nonsense."
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To be honest, when Xueer made such a fuss, Pan Jinlian's messy emotions disappeared all of a sudden, but she couldn't help but reach out and touch her back.
"Although you are a little smaller, your flexibility is pretty good."
"Hehe, it's my sister's. I can't put it down." Xue'er imitated Ximen Qing's technique and touched it, then squeezed it gently.
"Oh, you're still pinching me!" The inside of the quilt was not big. Pan Jinlian dodged and slid out of the quilt. She immediately felt a little chilly. Her fair body trembled twice, and she quickly got back in, fighting back against Xue'er.
Come...
If Ximen Qing knew what Pan Jinlian and Xueer were doing now, he would definitely regret his arrangement! But now in the study with a sad face, he found a piece of paper under the oil lamp to write and draw at will to help his thinking.
Ximen Qing estimated that Wu Dalang's body had been taken away and was waiting for an autopsy early tomorrow morning. However, with the current autopsy technology, what can be found? At most, "death from trauma", anyway, there were fragments on Wu Dalang's forehead.
It's obvious.
As for the famous Song Ci, he was not born yet. Even if Song Ci could infer that Wu Dalang rolled down the stairs, he still couldn't prove how Wu Dalang rolled down the stairs, let alone prove that Brother Yun was kicked by Pan Jinlian.
With one kick, Wu Dalang was pushed down the stairs.