outside the imperial city

Chapter 36 Night Detective

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

It happened to be used to do some sneaky things.

Two figures flew over the eaves.One of them was wearing a white shirt, which was very obvious in the night.

"I can't help it," Yao Fanglan felt the occasional surprised eyes, and smiled fearlessly, "The Yao family's white shirt is really too conspicuous."

Jing Shuo followed behind him, and said, "Since you know, why don't you change your clothes?"

"I can't help it, I'm used to it." Yao Fanglan looked down at her sleeve, "Speaking of which, this is also one of the Yao family's precepts."

"The Yao family's discipline?" It was the first time Jing Yushuo had heard of it.

"The Yao family pays attention to health preservation and pays attention to etiquette, so there are a hundred family rules to cultivate one's heart and regulate words and deeds." Yao Fanglan kept walking, "Thanks to the observance of these family rules, most of the Yao family looks personable, It's like a banished fairy. Except for me and Daiyue. Daiyue didn't get a strict education, and I was born like this, and I can't change it."

"No," Jing Lingshuo stared at his fluttering white skirt, "If you don't speak, you still look like a member of the Yao family."

I will never forget that first glimpse when we met for the first time.

"Are you belittling me, or are you praising me?" Yao Fanglan laughed, "After all, I have already broken many of the hundred family precepts of the Yao family."

Without waiting for Jing Lingshuo to answer, he said to himself: "No drinking, no eating untreated meat, no changing white clothes, no fighting and joking outside, etc., etc., etc., etc., but the most important one——"

Yao Fanglan suddenly stopped, turned around, and said coldly: "The Yao family, don't take lives."

"Break the precept..." Jing Shuo pondered for a long time before he said, "What will happen?"

"Besides the uneasiness of conscience, it should be hurting the body." Yao Fanglan bent down and observed the situation below, "But it doesn't matter, Yao's family died that day. Now I am just Yao Fanglan."

"--Here we are."

Yao Fanglan was assured that Bei Qianling was doing business, and the scene would definitely remain as it was.However, how to distract these officers and soldiers patrolling below?

Yao Fanglan bit her finger.

"I'll lure them away." Jing Shuo said.

"No." Yao Fanglan resolutely refused, "You have wounds on your head and neck, so you can't move quickly for too long. Let me go. After you go down, just pay attention to the sword wounds on their necks. I will take a general look at the others Passed. In this respect, you are better than me."

"No!" Jing Lingshuo also disagreed.

"Hey, my lord." Yao Fanglan looked at him with a funny face, "When you were in Anliang, what did you say? 'Rather than letting you hold me back, let you be my support'? It's only been more than a year, you How did it change?"

"You know why." Jing Shuo lowered his eyes, "I'll go, I'll come back to you in an hour."

"Don't make trouble." Yao Fanglan clasped his hand, "Even if they catch me, they won't do anything to me, not to mention I won't be caught. How come the time we get along becomes longer, and you don't believe it Me?"

Caring is messy.Jing Lingshuo sighed and said, "You go."

"Okay, then I..."

"Above, what are you doing!" Someone raised his head first and shouted loudly. Immediately afterwards, all the officers and soldiers raised their spears at them.

Jing Lishuo and Yao Zanglan were at a high place, so naturally they would not be threatened by these spears.Yao Fanglan let go of his hand, ready to draw their attention away.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly solid eaves collapsed in an instant.Yao Fanglan let out a silly "Oh?", and was led into the restaurant.

"Isn't it, such good luck?" Unable to stop the fall of her body, and seeing that she was about to hit the ground on the top floor, Yao Fanglan closed her eyes resignedly, and couldn't help laughing at herself.

Jing Shuo grabbed Yao Fanglan's arm, hugged him into his arms, protected his head with one hand, and pulled out Wuhen with the other.Wuhen flickered a few times in the moonlight.

Jing Lishuo kept swinging his sword at the floor, and the invisible sword energy drew traces on the floor.As the number of times he swung increased, the small traces gradually turned into cracks.At the moment when he was about to hit the ground, Jing Lingshuo thrust his sword forcefully towards the ground, and the floor collapsed in an instant.

Next, Jing Lingshuo repeated the same trick, the two of them fell down four floors, and then landed on a soft cushion.

"Could it be..." Yao Fanglan grabbed her body and found that they had fallen on a thick quilt.When he raised his hand, there was a piece of paper in his palm.

"My lord, get off of me first." Yao Zanglan gently pushed Jing Shuo.

Jing Lingshuo rubbed against his ear affectionately before getting up.He put Wuhen away, turned his tired arms, and asked, "What was written on the paper?"

Yao Zanglan got up from the quilt, opened the note and showed it to Jing Lingshuo.

Bei Qianling's handwriting: "Don't thank me."

Ghosts thank you!Yao Fanglan thought to himself, if you want to fool the government into allowing you to place quilts at the scene of the murder, you might as well fool the officers and soldiers away when we came.

Having said that, Yao Fanglan still carefully put the note in his bosom.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Wang Puyi commanded angrily: "The thief fell into the trap of Lord Li, so he must still be here. Search for me!"

There were corpses everywhere, and the officers and soldiers didn't really want to come in, but Wang Puyi couldn't ignore his orders, so he could just walk around the hall casually, pretending to look for someone.

Jing Lishuo and Yao Fanglan hid in the narrow aisle where the shopkeeper stood.Yao Zanglan put one hand beside Jing Lingshuo's head, pressing him in a semi-forced posture.

Jing Lisuo stared at Yao Fanglan quietly, his pair of Ruifeng eyes were even more charming under the dim moonlight.Yao Zanglan's ears were red hot, but his face was still serious, and he raised a finger to signal him to keep quiet.

During the day, he said that he was lucky, but at night, he was unlucky to get home.Yao Fanglan closed his eyes in pain.

"Don't look for it, don't look for it, a bunch of idiots!" Wang Puyi also realized the carelessness of these people, and shouted: "Come back and guard the door."

The biggest idiot is you, Yao Fanglan complained.What's the use of guarding the door?Don't you know that we will do light work?But for these officers and soldiers, it would be nice if they could go out.

Hearing that the gate was closed by the last officers and soldiers to leave, Yao Fanglan managed to stand up.He moved his wrist and said softly, "Tsk, my hands are numb."

Jing Yanshuo smiled and said, "Who told you not to lie directly on top of me? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"No, no need." Yao Fanglan put her hands behind her back vigilantly, "I'm sorry to trouble you, I don't need to bother you."

Jing Lishuo went to a corpse and knelt down, "Are you asking me to see the sword wound?"

"Yeah." Yao Fanglan squatted down beside him, "What do you think?"

Jing Lishuo lifted the collar of the deceased, looked at it for a moment, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll look at a few more."

Yao Fanglan looked at the corpse and suddenly felt something was wrong.They just fell all the way from the top floor, but no bodies were found on other floors.And although there are many people here, obviously not all the people in Yinzhen Restaurant.Where are the others?Did he escape, or did the murderer deliberately choose a time when a restaurant with only people on the first floor was closed?

It was only then that Yao Fanglan realized that this incident was completely different from the previous six incidents.In this incident, the murderer didn't seem to have a clear purpose. Could it be that killing these people was just to pin the case to Jing Shuo?Or is this incident a kind of ritual, and blaming Jing Shuo is just an additional effect caused by the murderer's randomness?

"By the way," Yao Fanglan said to Jing Lingshuo's back, "Why did you chase him out yesterday?"

After checking the wound on the third corpse, Jing Shuo turned around and said, "Oh, that's because I saw it—be careful!"

careful?Beware of what?

Before Yao Zanglan could react, Jing Shuo had already rushed in front of him with a brisk stride, and stretched out his hand to protect him.

The attack came from the side, Yao Zanglan turned his head sideways, and watched helplessly as a long silver needle pierced through Jing Lingshuo's palm, and then got stuck in it.

Jing Lishuo frowned in pain, and his hands fell in front of him weakly, blood gushing down: "This way of greeting really taught me a lot."

The bow and arrow slipped out of the sleeve and slipped into Yao Fanglan's hand.Yao Fanglan's pupils contracted a few times, nocked the arrow to the bow, and shot the arrow without saying a word.The person who came seemed to have expected it, and rolled to the side, dodging the attack.

"Wait, Yao Yao!" Jing Yushuo said anxiously, "If you want to kill him, won't the matter become clear?"

"Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him..." Yao Zanglan muttered, his eyes were cruel and frightening, as if he would not stop until he killed someone.Another arrow slipped into his hand, and Yao Fanglan put the arrow on the bow again with ease, piercing the assailant who had not yet fully stood up.

But in a moment, the next arrow is already on the string.The assailant was stabbed in the leg, was hampered and walked extremely slowly.With Yao Fanglan's archery skills, he can definitely be put to death.

"Yao Zanglan," Jing Lingshuo felt a little trance in pain, "Stop!"

Yao Fanglan couldn't listen to his words at all, an extremely weird smile appeared on his face, he let go of the hand holding the string, and the arrow left the string.

The moonlight was extremely dark, the assailant took out the torch and lit up the whole room at once.

Although he covered the lower half of his face with a cloth, it can be seen from his eyes that this person is very young, he should be about the same age as Jing Lingshuo.

Yao Fanglan came back to her senses: "Who are you?"

The assailant didn't answer, and let go of the hand holding the torch.

"Oops!" Yao Fanglan realized what he wanted to do, and immediately turned around and rushed towards Jing Shuo, "Hold me tight!"

Jing Lishuo put his uninjured hand around Yao Fanglan's waist, and Yao Fanglan jumped on the table, then the wall and the floor with a point on his toes.The fire bag fell to the ground and ignited the burning grass on the ground.A large amount of heat gathered in the small space, and a huge fireball burst out all of a sudden.

Huo Tongue chased Yao Fanglan as if consciously.Yao Zanglan was in mid-air, borrowing strength everywhere, not only had to hug Jing Lishuo tightly, but also had to look back at the fire from time to time, it was very hard.

After finally reaching the outside of Yinzhen Restaurant, he didn't dare to stop and rest for a while.The officers and soldiers guarding outside were in a mess, and reinforcements would arrive soon.Yao Zanglan hugged Jing Lishuo and went back to their inn without stopping.

Fortunately, both the store owner and the customers had gone to sleep, so the two could return to the room smoothly.

After locking the doors and windows, Yao Zanglan didn't even have time to take a breath, so she knelt down next to Jing Lishuo and raised his hand to see the injury.Although the silver needle was not thick, it was definitely not thin either, and it pierced through this slender fair and slender hand that was covered with thin calluses from dancing swords all the year round.Blood continued to emerge from the gap between the needle and the flesh, and the wound became red with inflammation.Yao Fanglan's lips trembled, but he couldn't say a single word.

Jing Yushuo said distressedly: "Yao Yao, you can do it after a while, I'm fine."

"Maybe," Yao Fanglan's words trembled, "it might hurt a little."

Seeing him feeling sorry for himself, Jing Lishuo softened his heart: "Well, it doesn't matter."

Yao Zanglan gritted her teeth and pulled out the silver needle abruptly.Jing Lingshuo took a deep breath, but restrained himself from making a sound.After taking the needle, Yao Zanglan was not in a hurry to apply the medicine, but put his lips on Jing Shuo's hand, and sucked a mouthful of blood from the wound.

"Yao Yao?" Jing Yanshuo asked in surprise.

"Great." Yao Fanglan swallowed all the blood, with a trace of his own crimson hanging from the corner of his mouth, "Great, no poison."

Yao Zanglan gently put Jing Lishuo's hand on the quilt, and took out the medicine from the sleeve: "I was scared to death, I thought the silver needle was poisoned. It's great, it's really great. I won't let you whose hand was wasted."

"You..." Jing Yanshuo blurted out in a bewildered manner, "You were so angry because you were afraid that I would be poisoned? You didn't even hesitate to kill the assailant?"

Yao Zanglan was busy bandaging and applying medicine to Jing Yushuo, and said without raising her head when she heard the words: "I hate him. Just think that this silver needle may be poisoned, and you will lose your life because of it, or use up one of them." hand, I have but one thought left. Kill him."

Yao Zanglan glanced at Jing Lishuo apologetically, but said without any reflection in her tone, "I'm sorry, I almost killed the important suspect because of my impulsiveness."

Hearing this, Jing Lishuo seemed to have drank Kudingcha and brown sugar water at the same time, feeling bitter and sweet in his heart.

Needless to say the sweet part, Yao Zanglan could be so angry because of him, even if he was hacked into pieces, he would still be happy, let alone just this little injury.

However, anger hurts the body, and so does hatred.Jing Shuo was very worried that his Yao Yao would one day be completely consumed by the flames of hatred.

"Yao Yao," Jing Shuo put his hand on Yao Fanglan's face, "I can't interfere with your family feud, but at least don't get angry because of me in the future, or hate anything because of me. It's not worth it."

"No," Yao Fanglan said, "it's worth it."

Jing Lishuo wiped away the blood from the corner of Yao Zanglan's mouth with his fingers: "Blood is paid with blood. But you can't always live in hatred. Life is short, and you should always look forward. Now you are just living in The walking dead of the past. It's not worth living like this."

Yao Zanglan raised his eyes to look at Jing Lishuo, with a trace of confusion and wavering in his firm eyes.

"You said I lived in the past? A walking dead?"