Jiaohua

Chapter 1442
The heavy rain was torrential, and heavy rain and fog covered thousands of mountains. From the southeast of Songzhou to Guizhou and Yunzhou, the mighty silver light flew down for hundreds of miles, and the clouds were like waves.

At the foot of Qisan Mountain in Guizhou, three women and four men were walking all the way, wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats, knocking on a small courtyard.

After a long time, a woman in her thirties came out, through the gate of the courtyard, the woman said: "Who is it?"

The leading man said, "Our surname is Tao, and we ask for a bowl of water."

The woman frowned, raised her hand and pulled out the latch.

Three women and four men raised their heads to look at the woman. The woman was not tall, her appearance was not good, and her description was thin. Looking at the hands that hung down after opening the door, the calluses on her hands showed that she was used to killing weapons.

The woman also looked at them, but they were all hidden under the bamboo hat, so there was nothing to look at.

The woman took half a step back and let them in. When the door was closed, she looked around, and her eyes fell on a little girl who was playing with a rattle not far away.

The little girl was drenched in the rain, she looked like she had just cried, and there was a stream of snot under her nose, and she was the only one around here.

The woman looked back coldly, raised her hand and closed the door.

The little girl wiped her nose, stayed there for a while, and walked towards a low house thirty steps away, holding the rattle.

Zhan Ning stood behind the low room waiting for her, the little girl whispered in his ear, Zhan Ning smiled, touched her head, and took out a few pieces of candy: "Don't tell anyone this secret."

In the wooden house, three women and four men took off their coats and hats, and hidden deep in their coir raincoats were long swords and knives.

The woman brought warm water and put them one by one on the Eight Immortals table in the house.

A man wiped the sticky neck with a dry cloth, and raised his hand to carry the bowl.

The leading man pressed his hand and said coldly, "Are you so thirsty?"

The man paused and lowered his hand: "No."

"What, are you afraid of being poisoned? Haha!" A thin and tall man walked out of the inner hall, with a refined demeanor and particularly bright eyes.

The three women and four men in the room looked at him, the leading man sized him up and said, "Are you, Lu Wuwei?"

The man sat down on the front seat, smiled lightly and said, "It's right next time."

Three women and four men looked around the room, and then at the woman who came back from the door.

A woman said: "What about the others? Just her?"

The woman's footsteps paused slightly, her heart was turbulent, and a sharp soreness rose to the tip of her nose, which was suppressed by her again.

Lu Wuwei still had a calm smile on his face: "Her eldest brother, third brother, and fourth sister are all dead. Her surname is Lin, and you can call her Fifth Sister Lin."

The woman said: "Li Simei is also dead?"

Lu Wuwei raised his eyebrows: "What? You still know Li Simei?"

Lin Wumei hurriedly raised her head to look at the woman.

"Yes, when Li Simei came to Sandao Donglu, she always connected with me."

Lin Wumei said: "Can your surname be Xue? Xuexiang Shenmu?"

The woman looked at it and said: "It's me, but my surname is not Xue, the word Xuexiang is my surname."

Lin Wumei frowned and looked at her face: "But my fourth sister said your appearance..."

She stopped, feeling that it was inappropriate to speak out.

The woman said: "Yes, I was beautiful at first, so I disguised myself as ugly for the convenience of traveling. You haven't said how Li Simei died?"

Lin Wumei pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Lu Wuwei said softly: "When she was in Hengxiang, she was killed by Ali in Dianqingshan. Her eldest brother and third brother died together. Not only them, but also many of my swordsmen died."

The leading man said: "I heard that the six swordsmen around Mr. Lu are all peerless masters, so Ah Li is so skilled?"

Lu Wuwei said: "There is a man next to her, I wonder if you have heard of it on the way, his name is Shen Lie."

The leading man nodded: "I have heard, it is said that he looks extremely handsome."

Lu Wuwei sarcastically said, "It's not that handsome or beautiful, but what's outside of us, his skill, should be what you and I value. If you don't kill him, it's hard to touch Ah Li."

The leading man said: "Shen Lie will definitely die, but that's for later. At the moment, we still have many doubts in our hearts and hope Mr. Lu can clarify them, for example, the situation in Hejing."

"He Jing," Lu Wuwei chuckled, "What a He Jing."

The rain kept falling, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was a thick mist at the foot of Qisan Mountain.Zhan Ning hid in another place, lit a few candles in the room, but no one came out.

What happened to He Jing cannot be explained in a few words, Lu Wuwei spoke very slowly, trying to be as detailed as possible, except for his voice in the room, only the leader man occasionally asked questions.

The faces of the three women and the four men were very gloomy, one of the women suddenly cried, Xuexiang Shenmu hugged her, and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

Lu Wuwei raised his eyebrows: "Why is she crying?"

Xuexiang Shenmu said: "Her two elder brothers are at Kangshan Noodle Restaurant, and they haven't communicated for a long time. If what you said is true, then her two elder brothers should be dead."

Lu Wuwei said: "I heard that Shen Lie cut off their heads and sent them to the northwest. It seems that you haven't received them yet."

The leading man said: "Head?"

"good."

Lin Wumei, who was next to her, also turned pale when she heard the word "head". She lowered her head slightly and her eyes turned red.

These two words reminded her of her two elder brothers, whose corpses were also headless.

Lu Wuwei said at the time that Ah Li chopped it down.

But Lin Wumei knew that it couldn't be Ah Li.

Ah Li didn't need to cut off their heads, there was enough reason to cut off their heads, only...

Lin Wumei held back her tears and didn't let herself cry.

Suddenly, she heard Lu Wuwei's dissatisfied voice: "Fifth Sister, what are you doing here in a daze, haven't you seen how dark it is?"

Lin Wumei looked back and said, "...what?"

"Go cook," Lu Wuwei said with a frown, "The guests have come from afar, it's time for you to cook, treat them well."

Lin Wumei paused for a long time, and heard her own voice pale: "Yes."

Going out to the kitchen, Lin Wumei couldn't hold back her tears anymore and rolled down.

She knew exactly who killed her eldest brother, third brother and fourth sister, but she couldn't take revenge.

Several people in the room were still talking, and the water on the table of the Eight Immortals was finally brought to drink by a few men who couldn't help being thirsty.

Lu Wuwei watched them drink it, and said with a smile: "It's impossible to be poisonous. You have to be careful when you do things outside, but we, Mr. Meng, wish to be friends with you, so Lu will not lose his standard in these trivial matters. .”

Everyone in the room did not speak, and the eyes of the leading man remained cold.

Lu Wuwei was still cheerful, and said, "Now, what are we going to talk about?"

The leading man said: "Talking about Ah Li, Mrs. Yu wants to know her real identity. Is she a descendant of Dingguo's mansion, or is her surname Qiao."

Lu Wuwei closed his eyes, the corners of his lips were still smiling, but his eyes became unpredictable.

After a pause, Lu Wuwei looked up at a calligraphy and painting on the wall.

Everyone in the house also looked.

I didn't take a closer look when I came in just now, but now when I look at it, everyone is stunned.

(End of this chapter)