Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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The common weapons in the Jianghu are nothing more than swords, guns, swords, halberds, soul hooks, meteor hammers, etc. There are also a little more exotic ones, such as folding fans, stylus pens, whisks and wooden fish, but Wen Nianyuan doesn't use them all.

In his hand is a thin book.

When the book and the sword intersected, the mysterious man in Ruiji's room burst out through the window, pulled another sword flower, and stabbed directly at the door in front of Wen Nianyuan, there was a faint sound of thunder under the bright sunlight.

Wen Nianyuan turned back to the book, and the seemingly fragile and thin pages were infused with inner strength, and suddenly became hard as iron, blocking the cold sword point.

Wen Nianyuan saw the opponent's long sword sweeping towards his lower body, he took advantage of the momentum, and lightly touched the thin and sharp tip of the sword with his toes, causing the sword to move Shen.

"Good work, Your Excellency!" the sword-bearer praised, his voice was clear and clear, and he was not overwhelmed by the anger of Peering Xingzang, he restrained his killing intent, turned over and landed in the courtyard.

Only then did Wen Nianyuan see clearly the man he was fighting with, his brows were clear and handsome, the long sword in his hand was narrower than ordinary swords, and when he drew the sword, it was like lightning in the sky on a thunderstorm night.

Resounding the sound of thunder just now, Wen Nianyuan lowered his hands, and said unceremoniously, "Thunder Sword leaves Thunder?"

While he was sizing up people, the other party was also sizing up him. Ye Leiting was calm when he saw that Wen Nianyuan had revealed his identity. ?”

Ye Leiting is a young swordsman who has been known as a hero in recent years. Since Ling Yuntian, the master of Ziyanmen, eloped with his own saint, he can be regarded as a figure among the younger generation of martial arts.

It's a pity that Wen Nianyuan was obviously not interested in him, after Ye Leiting restrained his killing intent, he completely ignored the subsequent greetings, and turned to look at Qixian who was blocked by him just now.

However, the yard was empty, and there was no third person there.

Wen Nianyuan was startled, and soon realized that Ye Leiting was a member of the Jianghu, and that person was unwilling to show his true colors in front of such a person.

He put the book back into his sleeve, raised his breath, and jumped into Rui Ji's room through the broken window in two or three steps, leaving Ye Leiting standing in the courtyard without any response.

Ye Leiting has a very good self-cultivation, and he has seen many people in the martial arts world, especially solo travelers, most of them have a weird temper.

He didn't really mind the other party's rudeness, but he was surprised that he didn't know when such a young man with strong martial arts appeared in the Jianghu, and when he was in the room just now, he clearly noticed that there were two people outside.

...No, maybe three.

After coming out, the remaining two suddenly disappeared without a trace. What does this mean?

Waving his hand, suppressing the faint doubts in his heart, he followed the man back to Rui Ji's room, only to see three people standing there impressively.

One of them was the man he had fought with just now, and the other two—

His eyes fell on the back of that person involuntarily. The ordinary white clothes he wore had a certain bewitching taste. He was slender and tall, but with a bit of indescribable laziness.

Probably hearing the movement, the man turned around, and his face...his face was wearing a mask, with a ferocious ghost shape, just like the legendary Shura Yaksha.

White mask, blue shirt boy.The strings are broken and there are few bosom friends, and the white clothes are stained with frost at night.

"Young Master Qixian?" Although Ye Leiting was questioning, his voice was steady. It might be surprising for a famous legend to appear in an oiran's house, but it would be a different matter if it was a dead oiran.

The man in white didn't answer, but just glanced at Ye Leiting lightly, nodded slightly, and spoke in a low and slow manner, which was more deceptive than his back view, "Ye Shaoxia knows Miss Ruiji."

It's a statement, not a question.

Ye Leiting was stunned, his eyes swept over the boy in blue shirt behind Mr. Qi Xian, and then at the strange master who had fought with him just now, trying to figure out the relationship between the two.

Mr. Qi Xian has always been a loner, besides a Qin boy, he has never heard of any other friends.

Wait, there are no friends, but there is another legend - the inn.

Inn?

He looked at Wen Nianyuan carefully, and then nodded to Mr. Qixian, with a trace of regret in his eyes, which could be seen full of regret, "Rui Niang and I have known each other for many years, Ye Mou regarded her as a confidante, once she died, Embarrassing."

Calling Rui Ji Rui Niang, it seems that the relationship between Ye Shaoxia and Rui Ji is indeed extraordinary.

He sighed a long time, his eyes fell on a bead flower on the dressing table, stayed for a moment, then turned his head to look at Mr. Qixian, "Mr. Qixian came here because he thought Rui Niang died strangely? This yes--"

Qixian glanced at Wen Nianyuan, her eyes were calm and unwavering, "I don't know." After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, pushed aside the two obstacles of Wen Nianyuan and Ye Leiting, walked to the dressing table, and looked at the things on it.

A few boxes of dowry, a bronze mirror, a jade comb, and a few pearl flowers.

The few beaded flowers were placed outside the dowry box, and it could be imagined that they were either picked off spontaneously, or they were planning to put them on.

Reaching out to open the dowry box, all kinds of hairpins, rings and tassels, grasses scratching the head, earrings and silk flowers, and rouge and gouache with different fragrances are arranged in a messy and random way.

"Is there any question?" Ye Leiting watched Mr. Qixian's every move, and asked in a timely manner.

However, the other party was indifferent, as if he had never heard of it, but Wen Nianyuan gave him a cold look, "Shut up."

Ordinary people would get annoyed here, but Ye Leiting is famous for his good temper, he laughed it off and really shut up.

Qi Xian closed the dowry box, and looked carefully at Rui Ji's room. This oiran lady's room looked clean and tidy, just like a normal daughter's boudoir. But they are all top-grade, not ordinary luxury.

But in some private places, places that outsiders would not look through, such as suitcases, are not as tidy as outside, things are placed very casually, and it is messy to put it bluntly.

interesting.

Qi Xian raised her eyebrows lightly, showing a bit of surprise, this girl Rui Ji is really a contradictory and interesting woman.

Seeing that he was no longer looking around, Ye Leiting finally spoke again, "How is it? Ruiniang—"

"Do you remember seeing that overturned square stool when you came in that day?" Qixian again ignored Ye Leiting and looked at Wen Nianyuan.

Wen Nianyuan thought for a while, then walked to a place, "It's vaguely here, huh?" He looked at the small square stool suspiciously, it seemed that the things he saw that day were not that small.

Was replaced?

"Since Ye Shaoxia is acquainted with Miss Ruiji, do you know if she knows martial arts?" Seeing Wen Nianyuan's expression, Qixian had confirmed her doubts, and turned her gaze to Ye Leiting.

Ye Leiting, who was finally no longer regarded as a transparent person, although he was ignored several times, still had an excellent demeanor, shook his head, and said solemnly: "Rui Niang is just an ordinary woman, and she doesn't know martial arts."

Qixian nodded, "Since you don't know martial arts, with the strength of a woman, if you hang yourself, you can't kick the chair that is on the foot that far."

He emphasized that one, but the one that is now placed here is obviously much lighter.It can be seen that the murderer also realized this mistake, and even came back!

"Among women, there may not be any strong ones." Ye Leiting mentioned.

He heard a chuckle from behind the man's mask, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Then she won't be able to be the oiran."

If it's a girl of great strength, the benefactors will be scared away first, so how can it be a smash hit.

"Qingtong."

The little boy in Tsing Yi standing in the corner stepped forward, reached out and took out his handkerchief, asked Mr. Qixian to wipe his hands, then retracted it, and stood back silently.

Everyone in the Jianghu knows that Mr. Qixian is accompanied by such a qin boy, but Ye Leiting only took a serious look at Qingtong now. He can walk without making a sound, and when he calms down, it seems that he doesn't exist. Can an individual do it?

Qingtong lowered her eyebrows, as if she couldn't feel the scrutinizing eyes on her body, she stood with her head down.

In the midst of contemplation, Ye Leiting's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Mr. Qixian's sudden voice, "Ye Shaoxia hasn't said what he's doing sneakily in Miss Ruiji's room."

"It's not sneaky." He was about to explain something, when he suddenly frowned, "It's not reasonable to talk here after all, why don't we leave here first."

Wen Nianyuan and Qixian also knew that this was not a place to talk, so they had no objection, and the three of them retreated from the original way, but the window frame that was broken by Ye Leiting and Wen Nianyuan just now could not be repaired, so they had to let it stay like this.

As long as the girls in the Red Sleeve Pavilion have nothing to do and don't enter this dead man's room, they shouldn't find out in a while.However, it is an eternal principle for people to take tea to cool down. Even if someone finds out, it probably won't matter, who will stand up for the dead.

The three of them left from the backyard, and within a short time, Ye Leiting realized that the servant boy of Mr. Qi Xian had disappeared again, and he didn't know where he was hiding. He felt even more dignified.

On the way they left Fireworks Lane, they encountered some men who hurriedly came and left with sad faces, probably all of them were Miss Ruiji's admirers.

Qixian looked at their attire with cold eyes, ranging from rich families to poor scholars, the coarse clothes mixed with silk and satin looked very desolate.

The three of them walked in the middle, and the mask of Mr. Qixian was quite eye-catching, attracting frequent glances.

One of them looked at the group of people, probably felt that Ye Leiting was more talkative, and asked in a low voice, "Your Master, also plan to go to Miss Rui Ji's Liuxiang Tomb to worship?"

"Liuxiang Tomb?"

"Yes, the mother of Hongxiu Pavilion is going to build a fragrant tomb for Miss Ruiji, and the ground will be broken today. The girls in Hongxiu Pavilion are all going to pay homage, and many people have also rushed away." After finishing speaking, he sighed, "Ruiji The girl is a confidante, so it will be useless to bury her after she dies."

Ye Leiting twitched slightly when he heard this, and felt a little sad.

Liuxiang Tomb...Qixian remained calm. It turned out that the reason why there was no one in the Hongxiu Pavilion.

But the whole thing seemed too hasty, from the time Rui Ji Xiang disappeared to the time he was released from prison.

What's more, after the death of an ordinary prostitute, there is nothing more than a broken mat, at most a thin coffin, and the madam of the Red Sleeve Pavilion is a money-hungry man, so how could she be willing to spend a lot of money to give someone a rich burial.

Then who paid for the construction of this incense tomb?No matter who it is, at least one thing is certain, that person has a lot of money.

He thought of the evaluation of Rui Ji by the people at that time, her reputation spread far and wide, and she had a wide range of contacts, from high-ranking officials and dignitaries to merchants and knight-errants, she was the guest of honor.

He called out to the void, "Qingtong."

"Son."

"Go and check, did Rui Ji receive any guests the day before her death, and who were the guests?"