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Qingquan County, in the dark cemetery.

Song Wang looked at the dusty tomboy and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Qiu Man was staring at who would come here. When she heard Song Wang talking to her, she raised her head and said, "I regret that I should have approached you earlier and learned the truth about my mother's death. Maybe the real culprit has been caught by now."

Her eyes were cold.

I don’t know when it started, but she changed from an innocent little girl to a wandering person with a deep hatred on her shoulders.

Song Wang said: "Someone is coming."

The two men raised their heads and were on alert. Just as the boy ran to the tomb and squatted, Song Wang had already approached and pressed him to the ground, but the boy was agile and sprinkled a handful of powder on him.

Song Wang's body went limp and he fell to the ground, and the boy quickly escaped.

Qiu Man gritted her teeth, threw herself on the ground, and hugged his legs.

"Qiu Man!" Song Wang was worried, but he couldn't stand up at all. He gritted his teeth, straightened his back, sat cross-legged, and tried to adjust his breathing.

After being dragged for dozens of meters, Qiu Man still refused to let go.

The boy held up his pants and said irritably, "Get lost! Otherwise, don't blame me for doing it! Are you annoying? You keep clinging to me. Oh, stop pulling. If you pull any more, my pants will fall off."

Hearing this, Qiu Man's hands tightened even more.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I can't let go, not even if I die!"

This is the first strange person I have seen after several days of waiting. I must catch him.

The boy tried to shake her off but couldn't. He grabbed her collar and tried to throw her, but was bitten hard: "Ahh! You are a dog, I won't leave, can't I surrender?"

Qiu Man said: "You sit on the ground first."

The boy rolled his eyes, and feeling his pants continue to fall down, he hurriedly said, "I'll sit down! I'll sit down now!"

Qiu Man looked at Song Wang spitting out blood, frowned, looked at the culprit and asked.

"What's up with him?"

The boy said, "You were hit by some energy-dispersing powder. As long as you don't force your internal energy, you should be fine. But he was so worried about you that he kept forcing his internal energy."

"Oh~" Qiu Man nodded, not quite understanding. The corners of her mouth raised, revealing two cute dimples.

After a while, Song Wang came over, tied the boy's hands and feet, and made him sit on the ground exhausted, covering his chest. After seeing that Qiu Man was fine, he looked at the boy.

He sensed something was wrong.

Ask directly: "Are you here to steal food?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded. "You guys too?"

Qiu Man's eyes widened: "We are not! Tell me, do you know the owner of this tomb? Or, do you have a butterfly pattern on your body?"

The boy immediately denied it: "No, no, I really came here to steal food."

Song Wang untied the rope for him.

Qiu Man curled her lips, "You came here to steal something, so why are you running?"

"I stole something, how can I not run? If I'm caught I'll get beaten up, will you take it for me?"

"Who told you to steal? You deserve to be beaten."

“So I ran.”

The two quarreled all the way into the woods. Song Wang sighed, stopped, and felt someone hit him hard on the back. He turned around and held Qiu Man's arm.

Said to the boy who was as tall as Qiu Man.

"Go back."

The boy stood there motionless. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he chased after the two people. He asked, "Are you here to investigate whether King Anmu is dead?"

They looked at each other.

Song Wang nodded: "Yes."

The boy took out half a cake from his arms, stuffed it in one mouthful, and burped. He said, "I know a place that you will definitely be interested in. I want ten taels of silver as a reward."

Qiu Man cleverly took out half of it and said, "This is five taels. If the information you provide is valuable, we will keep our promise."

The boy weighed the silver and first took the two of them to a dilapidated village.

The leaky thatched hut was his home. Song Wang and Qiu Man followed the boy in and saw a pale little girl lying on the bed. The boy put five taels of silver under the pillow with grass showing.

The boy shouted, "Sister, this is silver. Give it to the doctor and you can get treatment."

"Where are you going, brother?" The girl opened her eyes, stretched out her skinny little hands from under the quilt, and forced a kind smile. Her eyes were like the stars in the sky.

Bright, simple yet elusive.

The boy said, "Go do something big."

The girl asked, "Is this what we talked about before?"

"Yes." The boy put his hand on her head and said reluctantly, "Be good at home. When you recover from your illness, remember to burn incense for your parents more often."

Qiu Man looked at the two well-behaved children and shed two lines of tears.

After leaving the hut, the boy led them to the ruined temple, took out a book from behind the Buddha statue, handed it to the two men, and said, "Someone once investigated this case, and it contains evidence of the late King Anmu's crime."

Qiu Man asked: "Then why didn't he report it to the court?"

"I tried." The boy lowered his head and touched the blood on the book cover. "I was killed as soon as I left the house."

Song Wang took the book, flipped through a few pages, and said in a positive tone: "That man is your father, right? The former county magistrate of Qingquan County, Wu Sheng, your mother was also killed by these people."

Wu Sheng's son wiped his tears and nodded: "Yes."

Song Wang put the bloody book into his arms and said, "Don't worry, I will personally hand it over to the emperor and let the bad guys be punished."

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.

He looked closer.

"No, someone is coming."

The boy moved the Buddha statue away, revealing a path dug by humans. He waved at the two of them, "Come on, brother and sister, go down quickly."

Song Wang jumped down and helped Qiu Man down.

She held out her hand to the boy: "Let's go."

The boy smiled with relief, and under the surprised gaze of Song Wang and Qiu Man, he slowly covered the secret passage and used his weak body to move the broken Buddha statue.

When the man in black came in.

He lit his clothes on fire: "It's a pity that I don't have any cotton clothes, otherwise it would burn more vigorously."

Whoosh whoosh!

The sharp arrow could only penetrate the boy's chest but could not extinguish the raging fire. He touched the Buddha statue and muttered words of blessing. When he saw the man in black approaching, he held on to it tightly.

In the secret passage.

Tick, tick, sticky stuff drips onto the face.

Song Wang realized that something had happened upstairs and the entrance was blocked. He held the hand of the person who was crying breathlessly and ran forward in the faint light of the fire.

They crawled out of the secret passage, their bodies frozen.

Qiu Man looked at the blood on the back of her hand and couldn't help but her eyes turned red. She clenched her fist and said, "We will succeed, right?"

"Yes, it will succeed." Song Wang nodded.

A horse came running from somewhere. He immediately grabbed the reins and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

Qiu Man asked: "Who is it?"

Song Wang pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wu."

Qiu Man was puzzled: "Didn't Lord Wu already meet with a murderous hand?"

Song Wang carried Qiu Man onto the horse. He turned over quickly and sat behind her. He held her hand and pressed it against his chest, where the blood letter was written: "Mr. Wu is everyone. They have all been waiting for this day."