After midnight

The wind passed through Su Ziling's body and rushed into the arms of the next person. The branches of the big tree swayed, rustling, and shadows also intertwined on An Yan. Su Ziling sat down next to him, feeling quite worried.

Speaking of Xuanchuang Station, one will definitely think of Beiguan, because I heard that the Xuanchuang Station in Beiguan is almost completed, and the New Bei Line will probably be officially put into operation soon.

Then the only thing about Beiguan that has something to do with An Yan is that it was An Yan who first proposed that the revolutionary army could capture Beiguan first. So, as expected, they still want An Yan to help them? Yes, after thinking about it, there is only this possibility.

As for why he had to approach him to pass on information to An Yan, it was because Lin Xuanfeng was not in Xindu now. Did the master already know his identity on the day he became his disciple? If so, it would not be surprising that Fang Hao suddenly went there today.

As for the master, he was absolutely unaware of it. But as soon as Fang Hao appeared there and spoke, the master knew his intention, so he reminded him. Su Ziling sighed. If he didn't understand Fang Hao's intention, he would be regarded as a fool, but he might as well be a fool.

"How is it? Have you figured it out?"

"A little bit."

"It seems natural for them to ask you for help." Su Ziling couldn't help but say more after he finished speaking. He didn't know why he was upset about An Yan when he said this.

"That's natural. After all, saving your life is the most important thing."

Shit! Su Ziling's nameless anger immediately gathered in his chest. He cursed in his heart and moved his body unbearably. He didn't want An Yan to become a tool for fighting, and he didn't want An Yan to be in this situation now.

"However, although the land belongs to the Lu family, they need to report to Prime Minister Jiu what they want to do, and the inspection department will go to inspect it when it is completed. Therefore, the real purpose of these two pieces of land will be discovered soon even if they are used in the name of the Lu family. At that time, it will be an inevitable melee." An Yan continued.

"What about you? What role do you play in it?"

"A sharp sword can be held in the hand at any time and can be used to strike wherever it is pointed."

Su Ziling showed an almost mocking expression on his face, "So, we have to go to Beizhong and Beicheng, right?"

"Yes." An Yan nodded.

"Okay, I understand." Su Ziling stood up and walked towards home without looking back.

An Yan sat there, staring at Su Ziling's clenched fists and his gradually receding back, and sighed inaudibly. What was there to be angry about?

The wind blew gently across An Yan's cheeks. He stood up. If he didn't catch up, Su Ziling would be even angrier. He walked slowly towards him and followed Su Ziling back home.

Lin Xuanfeng lay on the soft big bed, closing his eyes to rest. The wind slowly blew in from the wide-open window, dispelling the heat in the room. The dim sunlight stretched the thin legs supporting the table and chairs longer and longer. Lin Xuanfeng stayed in the extremely quiet space at this moment, and his heart seemed to be covered with a layer of light yellow warmth.

Six hours had passed after the letter was delivered to Fang Hao. After the elders' meeting of the Song family in Xidu ended, Song Yu went back, and Zhou Chen had just left and returned to Xindu.

Lin Xuanfeng thought vaguely that Xidu would not have any major changes in the short term, but the situation in Jiudu was a bit confusing. Lu Li would definitely go back to Jiudu after leaving Xidu.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuanfeng turned over and sat up. At this moment, a light suddenly flashed outside the window, and a thick envelope appeared on the table. If a thin piece of paper can carry and transmit information, then an envelope can naturally do the same.

There were two letters in the envelope, one for Lin Xuanfeng and one for Lu Xian. In addition, there were two identical contracts. Lin Xuanfeng put the contract away and then opened the letter with his name on it.

Fang Hao said in the letter that as long as Lu Xian read the letter, Lu Xian would sign the contract and let him take the signed contract back to Xindu. If nothing unexpected happens, he can go back tonight.

Really? Lin Xuanfeng was a little curious, but he didn't dare to open the letter without permission, so he could only pick up one of the contracts to read. There was nothing special about the contract, so he flattened it after reading it and put it back in the envelope. But before he went to find Lu Xian, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said it was time for dinner.

"how old are you?"

"24 is old."

"Are you alone at home?"

Knowing that Lu Xian was not going to discuss serious matters at the dinner table, Lin Xuanfeng naturally would not rush to reveal the reply. But he did not expect Lu Xian to start chatting about family matters. After answering the first question, Lin Xuanfeng thought about the second question.

"No, there is a very sensible child waiting for me to return."

"I see. I hope you can go back soon."

After dinner, Lin Xuanfeng returned to his room to rest for a while, then took the envelope to Lu Xian's study. The light in Lu Xian's study was on, and the beautiful glass table lamp reflected a quiet glow.

Lu Xian looked at the letter carefully before reading the contract. After reading the contract, he happily placed it on the table and signed it almost without hesitation. At the same time, there was an obvious smile on his face.

Lin Xuanfeng watched all this calmly, even though he didn't know what was written in the letter. But in this way, he also completed his task. He calmly took the contract handed over by Lu Xian and said, "I am sorry to bother you today. Thank you for your hospitality. I will take my leave now."

"You're welcome. Don't blame us for not treating you well."

"No." Lin Xuanfeng said this and walked out. Taking advantage of the night, he walked out of Lu Mansion and left Xidu.

At two or three in the morning, when the darkness was at its darkest, Zhao Yunqi and Shangguan Can ran to Song Hongtian's cemetery in the dark. They were carrying flashlights and shovels and soon appeared in front of Song Hongtian's tomb.

After a while, Song Hongtian's tomb was dug up bit by bit. After opening the coffin, Zhao Yunqi found that Song Hongtian's body was emitting a foul odor and was unrecognizable. But there was no other way, so he asked Shangguan Can to guard it, and he jumped into the coffin, wearing gloves and struggling to identify the abnormality under the light of a flashlight.

"How is it? Have you found anything?" Shangguan Can couldn't wait to ask as soon as Zhao Yunqi came up.

"Nothing significant was discovered. The body had already begun to rot. I found a cut in his abdomen. It must have been done by my uncle. I reached in and felt it. The cut was straight and deep. The technique was very professional. But this is meaningless. I already knew that my second uncle was poisoned."

"Yunqi, have you ever thought that Song Hongtian really died of poisoning?"

"impossible."

Zhao Yunqi sat on the ground with his legs spread wide open. As he spoke, he took off his mask and breathed in deeply. He felt a gust of cold wind blowing from behind, making him sweat all over.

"No, I have to go in again."

"Still coming in?" Shangguan Can pulled him.

Although Shangguan Can didn't go in, he had never done such a thing before. He was terrified of opening a coffin in the middle of the night. If he accidentally saw the miserable state of the corpse, he would definitely not be able to sleep at night.

“You have to go in.”

Zhao Yunqi said and jumped in again. Shangguan Can looked at the pale light from the flashlight in the coffin from above, which was sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes high, sometimes low, and felt his scalp tingling. He looked at the tall trees planted around the cemetery, which were like ghosts, casting shadows that could eat people.

He shook his body, made up his mind, and rushed to the front of the cemetery.

"Yunqi, let me shine the light for you too, hurry up."

Shangguan Can squatted on the grave, leaning sideways and thrusting his hand forward, not knowing where he had directed the light. Zhao Yunqi originally wanted to take a look at Shangguan Can, but was startled. Song Hongtian's terrifying face hit him straight in the bottom of his eyes.

Zhao Yunqi was in awe, especially since this person was Song Hongtian. He had already prepared himself mentally, but he did not dare to offend Song Hongtian's head, as he was afraid of seeing a rotten and deformed face. But Shangguan Can's careless photo exposed the face completely in front of him.

Zhao Yunqi felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped, with mixed emotions. He choked and breathed heavily.

"what happened to you?"

Although Shangguan Can closed his eyes in accordance with the principle of out of sight, out of mind, he could still hear the noises Zhao Yunqi was making. After a long period of silence, he opened his eyes and asked, his body swaying and his hands moving with it.

"do not move!"

"What, what, what's wrong? Say something!" Zhao Yunqi shouted in horror, and Shangguan Can's hair almost stood on end.

Zhao Yunqi didn't say anything else, but he moved closer to the grave. He squatted under Shangguan Can's eyelids, lowered his head and carefully felt a certain part of Song Hongtian's head. Shangguan Can looked at him and quickly closed his eyes again.

"Let's go." As soon as Zhao Yunqi said that, Shangguan Can quickly stood up. He stood up too quickly and almost lost his balance. He turned off the flashlight and slowly put the coffin lid together with Zhao Yunqi. When the two of them buried the loess and cleaned it up, the white light of the early morning began to dispel the darkness.

After walking for a while and leaving the cemetery behind the green hills, the two men set fire to the gloves and other things they had pulled off and rolled up in the bag. Soon the flames produced unscented black smoke.

Shangguan Can stood a little further away, waiting for the fire to die down. The wind from the mountain was damp, and he still felt chilly.

"What did you find out in the end?" Shangguan Can asked him, "Don't try to lie to me, you can't lie to me. Look at how stinky your face is. You definitely know what happened."

"Yes, I know something very bad. If I am not mistaken, Song Hongtian was strangled and suffocated to death."

"Strangle him by the throat? Strangling him to death? Is there anyone who can strangle him to death?"

"I don't know either. I actually didn't expect Song Hongtian to die."

"Who wouldn't? How deep of hatred must one have for such a death?" Shangguan Can hesitantly approached Zhao Yunqi, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be too sad."

Shangguan Can didn't know about Song Hongtian's harm to Zhao Yunshuang, and Zhao Yunqi didn't tell him. It was natural for him to comfort Zhao Yunqi like this. Even Zhao Yunqi himself couldn't explain clearly how he felt about Song Hongtian's death. So Zhao Yunqi just nodded in silence.

"Let's go back."

The flames burned away the last bit of filth, and everything turned into ashes that could no longer be distinguished.

Zhao Yunqi walked back in silence. Yes, who could break into the Song residence on such a rainy night and strangle Song Hongtian to death? Didn't Song Hongtian resist? Didn't Song Yu and his uncle notice? No, his uncle should have known the real cause of Song Hongtian's death. Did he know who the murderer was?

After returning home, Zhao Yunqi walked into the bathroom, rubbed himself carefully, and then dragged his numb body to the bed to rest. At this time, it was just dawn and Yun Shuang was still not awake.

He lay in bed and closed his eyes, but he couldn't sleep. His brain was like a tangled knot, one knot after another tangled together, everything was messy and chaotic, without a beginning or an end. He couldn't even make out a clue, no thread that he could hold on to.

The scenes after Yun Shuang was born suddenly jumped and flashed in his mind, stirring his already restless nerves. Song Hongtian, Song Yu, one after another appeared and trapped him in a cage. He didn't dare to trust any of them.

Yun Shuang was also missing, he couldn't find his sister anywhere, he couldn't even call out his sister's name. He felt as if the entire time and space were upside down, otherwise why would the whole world be distorted, giving him a splitting headache.

Zhao Yunqi suddenly woke up, covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet. He vomited into the toilet with a "wa" sound, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Zhao Yunshuang ran in and quickly tore off a large roll of toilet paper and handed it to him.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? You've been sleeping for a whole day, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Really? He has been sleeping for a whole day. Zhao Yunqi looked out the window and saw that it was indeed dark outside.

"It's okay. I'll go find Uncle Lie." Zhao Yunqi vomited, rinsed his mouth, and walked outside.

It was getting dark outside, but there were still thin clouds hanging in the sky. The street lights were on. Zhao Yunqi felt his stomach, which felt much better, and decided to have a meal before heading to the Song residence.