Xuanxia

Chapter 5: A Visitor from Wandu Mountain

Without hesitation, Fu Qingzhou cracked the egg immediately.

Sure enough, there was no egg white or yolk in the egg, only some white filling, which seemed to be a mixture of water and flour. After kneading it, a small piece of paper fell out.

"Thirty-two, fifty-eight, six-three, twenty-nine, one-one."

There are five numbers written on the paper.

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows. The handwriting on the paper was small and trembling, and it looked ugly. It seemed that it was written by the old Miao woman with trembling hands.

His work experience in his previous life told him that the note that the old woman had carefully and nervously hidden must be related to her death.

The most common thing that comes to mind when thinking of these five numbers is a password, but where in the house are there passwords?

So it was easy to find again.

This time the smoker was quiet. It was probably because it didn't expect that Fu Qingzhou would actually find the note after its casual taunt, so it simply shut its mouth and only sneered once or twice from time to time.

But this time, Fu Qingzhou didn't have to search for too long before he had a general idea of ​​his target.

The paintings in the picture, the bookshelves in the room, and some places protected by poison smoke and poison arrow mechanisms are all places where this code may be used.

But just as he was about to study the landscape painting on the wall of the hall, his ears suddenly moved.

The wooden window of the bedroom next door suddenly made a "click" sound.

Fu Qingzhou was startled. He didn't even consider whether it was someone who climbed in or just a stray cat that bumped into the window. He immediately hid the note in his belt and ran towards the main door.

His reaction was quick, but it was too late.

"who!"

There was a deep shout, followed by a strong wind coming from behind, straight to the back of the head!
Fu Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat and he fell to the ground and rolled. A strong wind blew past the back of his neck and hit the door frame of the hall, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

He didn't see clearly what almost killed him. After getting up from the ground, he rushed out of the door.

But the person behind him came faster.

Fu Qingzhou had just taken two steps when a strong wind blew behind him - there was a person rushing towards him!

In the blink of an eye, the man grabbed Fu Qingzhou's neck and right shoulder. Fu Qingzhou instinctively wanted to draw the dagger at his waist to fight back, but stopped at the moment before drawing the knife.

The death of the old Miao woman is related to Wan Du Mountain. Could this person who suddenly appeared be from Wan Du Mountain?
In just the blink of an eye, a huge force came from the man's hand. Fu Qingzhou couldn't fight back and was immediately pushed to the ground by the other party.

"Who are you!"

A deep middle-aged male voice came from behind: "Senior sister just died, and you appeared here, could it be..."

Senior sister?

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "I'm not the murderer! I'm just a hunter in the mountains, and I'm here to find the murderer!"

"Humph..." The man sneered, "Do you think I will believe it?"

"You can see that my martial arts skills are not very high."

Fu Qingzhou spoke very quickly: "The owner of this house was once a disciple of Wandu Mountain. Even though she is old, she must have great kung fu skills. How could I be her opponent?"

"Haha, you still want to lie to me?" The man continued to sneer: "Except for the disciples within the sect, who would know that Senior Sister is from the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain?"

"Lao Hai!"

Fu Qingzhou answered without hesitation: "The only doctor in town is Lao Hai! He told me!"

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to ask again, he quickly said, "I was poisoned by something in the mountains that was neither poison nor curse. I came to town to see Lao Hai for treatment, but he told me he had no way to cure me. But I came here because I thought the owner of this house was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain and might be able to help me!"

"But she was already dead when we came here today. Lao Hai said that I was beyond help. I was unwilling to accept this, so I wanted to sneak in in the middle of the night to investigate and see if there was any way for me to enter the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain to save myself!"

He spoke all the truth, and his tone was sincere and genuine, and the middle-aged man's pressure on him also eased a little.

"Let me see." He said in a deep voice.

Fu Qingzhou understood what he meant: "In the palm of my right hand." The next second, his right hand was stretched open by the middle-aged man.

"Hmm... it is indeed a rather troublesome curse." The middle-aged man whispered, "It doesn't look like it was cast by me, Wan Du Shan, and it wouldn't be cast by Senior Sister on you."

The force that was suppressing his body suddenly disappeared. Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and turned over and sat up.

It was not until then that he saw the appearance of the middle-aged man - he was wearing the same nightgown as himself, but his face was not covered. He was a middle-aged man with an old and vicissitudes of life appearance and a burly build. The long beard on his face made him look a little fierce.

There was no weapon in his hands or on his body. Could it be that the strong wind just now... was his palm wind?

"Thank you."

Fu Qingzhou smiled at the middle-aged man to show his friendliness: "I don't have any other intentions, I just want to save my life."

"Well... I know." The middle-aged man nodded, his face calm: "You can go now."

"Walk?"

This was the second time Fu Qingzhou was carried by someone today. He was stunned: "I want more..."

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized what clues he was still looking for! Wasn't this person from Wandu Mountain?

So his eyes immediately lit up: "Senior, could you tell me how to cure the curse on my hand?"

"I do not know."

The middle-aged man said calmly: "I am not good at these things. I don't quite understand your curse. I'm afraid only the elders in the mountains have the ability to do it. But you are not a Miao, so you can't enter the mountains."

After that, he waved his hand and said, "Don't even think about giving gifts to persuade me. It's useless. This is a dead rule."

Fu Qingzhou stood there in a daze, watching the middle-aged man turn around and go back into the house, as if he was not going to care about him anymore.

"Hahahahaha!"

The Smoker's shrill laughter rang in his ears: "Are you stupid? You ran into someone from Wan Du Mountain, but they didn't save you! Hahahaha!"

Fu Qingzhou resisted the urge to smash the stone in his arms, gritted his teeth, and followed the middle-aged man's steps.

"doing what?"

The middle-aged man stopped and turned back suddenly, his face very unhappy: "The internal affairs of Wandu Mountain are not allowed to be interfered by outsiders. If you were not cursed and died soon, I would have killed you now!"

"senior."

Fu Qingzhou clasped his fists towards him and said seriously, "I understand that you want to investigate your sister's death. I can help you with this matter, but I also hope that you will show some leniency and give me a chance to go to Wandu Mountain to seek medical treatment."

The middle-aged man frowned: "Help? Why can you help me?"

Fu Qingzhou raised his head slightly and looked directly at the other person: "I know your senior sister hid something before she died."

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with divine light: "What did you say?"

"I think it was because Lao Hai and I came at such a coincidence that we scared the murderer away."

After Fu Qingzhou told his guess about the time of the Miao woman's death, he added, "If my guess is correct, when Lao Hai and I entered the courtyard, the murderer was probably still in the house, and was looking for something important. He saw someone coming and didn't want to cause any trouble, so he left in a hurry."

"Today, that thing is still hidden in the house... plus you came so quickly, I think it must be something very important to Wandu Mountain."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and asked word by word: "What did you find in the house just now?"

"Please agree to my request first."

Fu Qingzhou clasped his fists again and bowed his head: "Even ants try to survive. This is my only chance to save myself. Please forgive me, senior."

The middle-aged man stared at him for a long time through his eyes, then nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you."

Fu Qingzhou smiled: "In that case..."

He wiped his hand, and half a tattered note appeared between his fingers: "This is what I found in the egg. There are two numbers on it - maybe there is another half note in this room."

(End of this chapter)