[Sword Three] Xiuta begs for food too begs for food

In the evening, Wu Qingyuan took Fu Qingyuan to Fu's house to understand the situation as promised.Yun Ge stayed in the mansion and did not come out, so there were only the two of them and a few personal attendants.The wind at night was slightly cool, not to mention that it was a place where people had just died, even a few well-trained guards couldn't help being scared. In the middle of the night, if there was a slight disturbance, they would immediately gather together and shiver.During the day, it can be seen that they are so timid.

In comparison, Wu Qingyuan and Fu Qingyuan are much better.One who is often used to seeing life and death, and one who has a cultivation base and doesn't take wronged souls at all.Or maybe he didn't bother to take a look at it at all. Fu Qingyuan thought of the disgust on the faces of everyone in the Fu family ten years ago, thinking that he was imprisoned for murder but no one complained, and they all said he deserved it.A stern look flashed in the old eyes, and he looked even more ruthlessly at the broken beams around him.Wu Qingyuan said that 72 members of the Fu family died here, and the gangster's methods of committing crimes were very shrewd, even cruel enough to kill them, leaving no room for struggle.Fu Qingyuan hooked the corners of his mouth, and more lines appeared on his wrinkled face.

He thought, after all, it was cheaper for the family.

It would be a pity to die without feeling pain.

He was leaning on crutches, and his legs, which had not been exercised for a long time, were a little stiff. Wu Qingyuan patiently walked with him, while introducing the actions and property distribution of the Fu family in the past ten years, as well as the powerful rivals in the ranks of suspects, so that he could tell him one by one. recall analysis.

"Fu Xinren, the head of the Fu family, has always been kind and generous. He treats neighbors and business partners with heart-to-heart. I admire you. When you first entered the prison, that is, ten years ago, he was the head of the family for only two years. In less than five years, he has strengthened the Fu family. It is what you see now, the streets and alleys There is no trace of the Fu family's property anywhere in the world. It is a pity that the Fu family fell overnight, and even the only young master who was able to inherit it disappeared." Wu Qingyuan sighed that the law of heaven is unfair.

Fu Qingyuan said: "Now that I have inherited his family's property, it doesn't matter whether I have a young master or not. Ten years ago, the Fu family was indeed not famous, like a stinky stone thrown into a lake." He raised his wrinkled eyelids, The plaque of Fu's mansion suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and it was covered with dirty mud on the ground. Half of it was burned by the fire, and only half of the character Fu could see its original glory.He just stood there and no one knew what he was thinking.

All I know is that this lonely old man has finally returned to his home again.

But it's not his house.

As early as ten years ago, the word "home" disappeared from his mind.

With an unwavering expression on his face, he stepped over the plaque and walked into the gate.Wu Qingyuan followed closely to the inner courtyard and hall, and said with his back: "The corpses here have been cleared out in the morning and sent to Wuzuo. If you want to see it..."

"No need." Fu Qingyuan's voice was hoarse, he waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested in their corpses, and I'm not a coworker, so what can I see? I haven't come quickly enough to scout the scene."

"Yes." Ordinary people have always been in awe of cultivators. Today, Wu Qingyuan took advantage of Yun Ge's limelight to dare to scold him again and again. Now that Yun Ge is not around, of course he has to be careful.Even if the cultivator is half buried in the ground.

He withdrew his probing gaze and said cautiously: "We have searched every possible place in the guest room and bedroom, except for possible secret cabinets or tunnels that have not been discovered. All other valuables such as gold, silver and jewelry have been robbed. But fortunately, Master Fu advocated simplicity and didn’t like to buy gorgeous things. The total value of the stolen things is about three thousand taels.”

"3000 taels? Hehe, it's really not much." Fu Qingyuan's face hurts, but on second thought, he might have inherited more.He was relieved to be rich overnight, and a mere 3000 taels was not worth mentioning.He waved his sleeve robe, put on the black gold shoes inlaid with jade beads, sat on a fairly complete chair, put his hands on the handle of the chair, and slowly clenched it.Looking deeply at the scene in the main courtyard from inside to outside.

How sad, how lonely.

Fu's house was completely burned, and half of the roof in the hall collapsed, only a few beams remained in the air.A thick cloud has gathered in the sky, and the weather in the evening is gloomy. It is estimated that there will be another heavy rain tonight.

Everyone looked up and saw a few glimmers of light flashing through the clouds.Wu Qingyuan said: "This is good, the rain is coming. We have to find clues quickly, otherwise the heavy rain tonight, the Fu Mansion probably won't be able to hold on and will collapse."

"I'm afraid I can't find it here."

Wu Qingyuan turned his head and asked Fu Qingyuan who was speaking: "Why?"

Fu Qingyuan said with a smile: "Fu Xinren would never set up such things as hidden pavilions and tunnels, don't you tell me? He is upright and honest, and there is nothing shameful about him. He needs to build a place to hide what he does."

Wu Qingyuan frowned: "That's what I said, but you haven't seen him for decades, how do you know that he has some ulterior secrets."

"Didn't you just say that you admire Fu Xinren's character? Why are you doubting Fu Xinren, or the old man's remarks?" Fu Qing looked at him amusedly, and the difficulty in his words was obvious.Wu Qingyuan swallowed his anger, did he offend this old antique, and replied helplessly: "This government naturally knows that admiration is admiration, and suspicion is suspicion. Before the case is closed, everyone has the possibility of being a suspect, including the deceased. Any valid reasoning should be taken seriously and dissected."

"...I don't know that you look at ghost spirits and treat the case so seriously."

No, if you don't take it seriously, I'm afraid that his black hat will be lost.After passing this level, Wu Qingyuan took a deep breath, seeing Fu Qing standing up tremblingly on crutches, and slowly pacing towards the outside of the house.This time he had a purpose, passing through a long corridor and stopping in an inner room.

This house is the same as other places, because it is closer to the backyard, so very few parts were burned by the flames, and most of them were completely preserved.But it was well preserved. After Fu Qingyuan saw the brand new doors and windows, as well as the spotless furniture, bedding and wooden boards inside, he felt a chill in his heart.

It turned out that in just ten years, someone actually lived in it.No place in the mansion was left for him.Fu Qingyuan faltered and looked around, the location of the furniture in his memory was different from the one in front of him.Strange, some only strange.He laughed gradually, the hoarse laughter getting louder.

His mood fluctuated violently, and the coercion of the foundation building period dissipated instantly, shaking the tables and chairs in the room away, and the cup smashed on the ground with a crackling sound.Wu Qingyuan and several followers were immediately crushed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Fu Qing! Calm down, don't laugh!" Wu Qingyuan covered his ears, the coercion from all directions broke his heart and gallbladder, and he felt that his life was not long.Even the voice of speaking was shouted out by himself desperately.The difference between a cultivator and a mortal is really the difference between a god and an ant.

As if remembering the current situation, or simply not wanting to attach feelings to the past, Fu Qingyuan suddenly stopped laughing wildly, but did not take back the coercion.He couldn't take it back at all, his mood had collapsed.Yun Ge is right, he is a stubborn old man who does not seek to make progress, and his cultivation level is only based on hatred in the first few years when he entered. He has demons in his heart, and if he continues to practice, he is afraid that he will not be able to control it and end up exploding. consequences of death.He didn't want to, he didn't want the Fu family to see that he was neither human nor ghost, even though they were dead, he still wanted to regain his glory!

Like a lunatic, he roared: "Fu Xinren! You can't imagine that the family business you have worked so hard for so many years will eventually fall into my hands! I, my uncle who was treated like a dog by you back then! I really want to destroy it just like that, but I don’t, not only will I not destroy it easily, but I also want to manage it well, I don’t believe I’m not better than you!”

Thunder rolled from the sky, and a thunderbolt that had been brewing in the sky finally fell.The harsh light illuminated the hideousness on his face and the painful expressions of the rest of the people.Wu Qingyuan's face was pale, and streams of blood flowed down his long beard to the ground. With the last of his strength, he said, "Mr. Fu Qing, if you say that, are you not afraid that Master Yun may suspect you have ulterior motives?"

"Hmph, have ulterior motives? I didn't kill people, so why should I be afraid?" Fu Qing stopped the fire, knocked on the ground with his crutch in his hand, and went outside to look at the clouds in the sky.He should also let go, otherwise with this temper, he might not be better than Fu Xinren, he would not even be able to pass his test.The vicissitudes of the past ten years surfaced on him, and he withdrew the coercion, and the people on the ground would feel better.

He said to himself: "It's also thanks to those people who wiped out Fu Xinren's clan. One day, there will be no place for me, Fu Qing, in this huge place. Even if I come back, I will be just a lost dog. God knows Eyes, he killed his son, cut off his sons and grandchildren! Cut off his sons and grandchildren! Hahahaha—”

Halfway through laughing, he stared at the dark light surging in the sky, his voice stopped abruptly, and he turned around and asked Wu Qingyuan: "Wait, did you say that only one kid died in the Fu family?"

Wu Qingyuan was still awake, standing up while holding the door frame, and replied: "Yes, ahem, there is only a 14-year-old son in the Fu family."

Fu Qingyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and regardless of his serious internal injuries, he pulled his collar and shouted: "No! The Fu family still has a doll. He was born the day before I was imprisoned. He is estimated to be ten years old now. Is he dead too?"

Wu Qingyuan was about to be strangled to death, he barely broke free from his restraint, he stroked his chest, and was dumbfounded to hear it.Looking back on the records of the Fu family for nearly ten years, another young master came from nowhere.But Fu Qingyuan didn't look like a liar, Wu Qingyuan speculated secretly, and said: "The Fu family has always been a son, and Fu Nanxiang is a difficult generation."

"No, no." Fu Qing held his forehead and tried his best to think back, "I remember Fu Xinren and a foreign woman gave birth to a little bastard at that time. He didn't like that child at all, and even named it, named it..."

"Fu Nanshou!" Fu Qingyuan suddenly recalled, staring at Wu Qingyuan who was also shocked with dazed eyes.

The thunder fell at this time, and a shock pierced the sky.A few drops of cold rainwater hit Fu Qingyuan's face, he raised his head, and then, big grains of rain poured down.

At that time, it was also such a thunderstorm night...