Ye Guhong, who hesitated for a long time, held his head in his hands, took a few deep breaths, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and tried his best to stabilize his thoughts.
At this moment, there are still at least three hours before dark and moonrise. It is not impossible to do anything. First of all, the charcoal fire here is emitting scorching heat. It is obvious that Liu Yi and others were not attacked too long ago.
After a little extrapolation, it should be most likely last night
The hexagram just now shows that Liu Yi was violated in a room that night, and they should not go far.
Trying to recall everything he saw in the divination just now, Ye Guhong refused to let go of any clues and kept recalling the unpleasant images of the divination.
Suddenly, something that Ye Guhong ignored appeared in his mind
The window of the room was almost facing the bright moon, and the position of the moon rising and setting this month was also fixed. Ye Guhong hurriedly took a dead branch and gestured on the ground to convert the position. It didn't take long to calculate the angle of the moon's rise.
, and the required position if the windows of the house are to face the bright moon.
Although the scope of this location is very large, it has been relatively reduced to a large extent, which gives Ye Guhong hope to continue to explore.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Guhong remembered another person. That person was Zhou Rui's senior brother and Liu Yi's master, Langzhong Chu.
He lives not far from here, and he might get more clues. Even if he doesn't know how Liu Yi and others were robbed, he can at least recall who their enemy is, and who is most likely to murder them.
With this thought in mind, I started to use Qinggong with my feet and walked quickly towards the small village next to Chengfeng Pass.
In less than a moment, Ye Guhong had already arrived here. He had no time to sigh about his return three years later. Ye Guhong ignored the villagers' occasional whispers and quickly ran towards Mr. Chu's location based on his memory.
From a long distance away, Ye Guhong noticed that there were a lot of scattered people crowding in front of the gate of the courtyard of the house where Mr. Chu was staying. The white cloth was hung high on the gate, as if a funeral was being held.
Ye Guhong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, wondering whether it was Mr. Chu who had also been brutally murdered?
He didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly came to the door in three steps and two steps at a time, grabbed a person and shouted: "What happened here? Could it be Mr. Chu who hit him...he..."
The big man who was caught by Ye Guhong initially wanted to get angry when he saw Ye Guhong was so powerless, but Ye Guhong's next question dispelled the big man's anger. Suddenly his expression became extremely peaceful and he said: "Young man, don't
I'm afraid that something will happen to Mr. Chu, who is such a good person. This time, Mr. Chu's junior brother and his wife died. They were not related to each other, so Mr. Chu personally held the funeral for them. Young man, if you have family members
If you are sick or something, if it is not serious, just wait two days before coming. If it is really a life-threatening illness, I will help you guide the way."
This villager obviously regards Ye Guhong as a person seeking medical advice. It seems that this is not the first time he answered this question today. He said it very skillfully.
But Ye Guhong immediately stood there blankly
Aren't Mr. Chu's younger brothers and wife Zhou Rui and Jin?
Ye Guhong asked with a trembling voice: "They...when did they die?"
"Who? Oh, you are talking about Mr. Chu's junior brother. It seems that he was the one who was sent last night. Although there was not much movement at that time, there are only a few places in our village. One by one, everyone knew about it the next day.
It's a pity that he was already dead when he was delivered. As long as he has a breath, Mr. Chu can revive him." The villagers didn't seem to have much sadness about the news of Zhou Rui's death. The reason why they gathered here was simply for the sake of Mr. Chu's face.
I'm just helping the place where the funeral is held.
Ye Guhong thought of the two years of getting along with Zhou Rui, and the kindness he had given him to take over. His heart ached, and he immediately burst into tears. At this moment, Ye Guhong was deeply entangled with the five desires of the Seven Desire Demon Spirit.
Emotions can easily be aroused, and at this time, Zhou Rui, a person whom he had known for many years, died, so of course he couldn't help but cry bitterly.
Ye Guhong revealed his true feelings, which made the man feel embarrassed.
Wiping away his tears, Ye Guhong asked in a hoarse voice: "Can you take me to see Mr. Chu... I am his junior brother's disciple, and I want to come and pay homage to the master."
After listening to what Ye Guhong said, the man realized that Ye Guhong and Mr. Chu had a master-nephew relationship. He immediately said without hesitation: "So that's it. Little brother, come with me."
After saying that, he took the lead to lead the way, squeezed through the people in front of the door, and led Ye Guhong into the house.
After passing through the busy crowd in the yard, people were moving wreaths, tying up white paper, etc., Ye Guhong rushed directly to the main hall.
After breaking into the door, the hall has indeed been set up as a mourning hall. The surrounding decoration is solemn and solemn, and those who come to pay their respects are also wearing white clothes.
In front of the mourning hall, an old woman who was about sixty years old was wearing sackcloth and mourning. She was burning paper in front of the mourning hall. She was dressed like this because she was at least related to the deceased. However, Ye Guhong did not know this woman.
The person who brought Ye Guhong in walked with Ye Guhong to the side of the woman, lowered his head and whispered beside the old woman: "Aunt Chu, look who I brought you."
The mother-in-law turned her wrinkled head and looked in the direction of the villagers when she saw Ye Guhong. She was also confused and asked, "Who is he?"
The villagers also fainted and asked doubtfully: "He... doesn't Aunt Chu know him?"
The mother-in-law shook her head and said, "I don't know."
Just when Ye Guhong was about to explain, he walked out of the back hall and saw someone talking in front of the mourning hall. He recognized Ye Guhong at a glance and couldn't help shouting: "Gu Hong... it's really...
you?"
When Ye Guhong heard the shouting, he immediately ran over, knelt down and said, "Mr. Chu... I'm late."
Mr. Chu helped Ye Guhong up, glanced at the two memorial tablets on the mourning hall, and sighed: "It seems that you know everything. You are so well-informed. I originally wanted to send someone to Jueyingmen to find you."
Whereabouts, I didn’t expect you to come.”
Ye Guhong said sadly: "Senior Zhou treated me like a good teacher. He died without heirs or apprentices, and I should be the one to do all this."
Langzhong Chu could tell that Ye Guhong was showing his true feelings, so he patted his shoulder and sighed softly: "Don't worry about these things anymore, go and offer incense to your master."
Ye Guhong nodded lightly. After putting on his mourning clothes and burning incense, he kowtowed on the ground several times.
On the one hand, it was naturally to pay homage to the deceased, and on the other hand, it was to punish myself for not coming earlier. Even if I could not prevent this disaster, I could still catch up with them and see them one last time.