Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 19 Things change and people change
"I, this is..."

Having narrowly escaped death, Fan's desolate eyelids trembled slightly, seeing only the dappled shadows of bamboo slanting across the crimson gauze curtains, and a faint wisp of sandalwood lingering around the bronze tripod. A jade arm lifted slightly from the golden pillow, tugging at the white silk across her chest, leaving blood stains. Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the window, and the door opened, revealing a familiar figure.

"This is Jufengli."

The man approached, slowly walking, a green wooden staff in hand. His dark crane cloak swept across the ground, scattering scattered light. Fan Quliang's eyes trembled slightly as he met a pair of cold brows. Warm, gilded sunlight filtered through the diamond-shaped lattice, casting a chilling light on the man's silver hair.

"Linghu Shenyi!" Four words burst out from his red lips like tearing silk, and then turned into the soft waves of spring water, and he smiled charmingly. "It's been a while since I last saw you. Your snow-white beard has become more elegant, and you seem to be in good spirits."

Linghu Shenyi remained calm as he nodded and said, "It's been so long since we last met. I never expected you to be so miserable when we meet again. I once said that good and bad fortune come from nowhere, and no one brings them upon himself."

Before he finished speaking, the jade pillow came with a strong wind, and Linghu Shenyi took it with a calm expression.

"Shut up, you, an accomplice, what qualifications do you have to say these things in front of me!" When the old things were brought up again, Fan Qiliang's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Linghu Shenyi felt indescribably heavy in his heart when he looked at Fan Qiliang's current situation. Although the drummer had attributed all his hatred to Fan Qiliang that day, in his heart, he was still the murderer who helped Fan Qiliang skin and beat people. How could he remain indifferent when facing the old things again?

Turning around, the wooden stick tapped the ground with a dull sound. Linghu Shenyi whispered, "Cultivate yourself well," and was about to leave.

The moment the door was opened, Fan's desolate voice sounded again: "How is Xian Nizi?"

Her consciousness only lingered on the moment Qin Juexian and she met. Now that she was safe and sound, it could only be that Qin Juexian had saved her. That woman, as kind and boring as ever, was disgusting, but she couldn't help but care. The drummer's cruelty to her was deeply engraved in her heart, and Qin Juexian alone was afraid that he couldn't stop the drummer.

"She's fine, you don't have to worry." Linghu Shenyi stopped at the door and answered, then walked out of the room. Fan Qiliang let out a long sigh, then collapsed on the bed, his body like a puddle of mud.

Closing my eyes, those scarlet eyes were deeply imprinted in my mind and could not be erased.

My little Ling'er... you really want to kill me that much... hahahaha...

……

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In the West Wing, a zither string breaks and a dead branch snaps. Looking up, I see the killer leaning against the door, the red lines between his brows like tears of blood.

"Love killing, how do you feel?"

"Goddess, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Then can you explain what happened to you?"

Facing Qin Juexian's approach, Qingsha retreated for the first time in his life. A gloomy look covered his face and he shook his head repeatedly: "I... I'm sorry, Goddess, I can't say it, and please don't ask anymore."

"Qingsha, at this point, are you still trying to hide it?!" Linghu Shenyi, who had just walked out of Fan Quliang's room, also came into the courtyard. Sensing the terrifying evil aura emanating from Qingsha, Linghu Shenyi's tone took on a hint of severity for the first time. "And where did this evil power of yours come from?"

"Linghu Shenyi!" Seeing the person coming, the demonic energy around Qingsha instantly rose and swept towards Linghu Shenyi.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle in it. Otherwise, even if you and I are related by blood, I will still kill you with no mercy!"

"Qingsha, what are you talking about!" Qin Juexian suddenly accelerated, her silk stockings crushing the dust on the ground. Just as her jade fingers touched Qingsha, she was suddenly shaken away by a sinister aura. "Sorry, goddess, after I kill the drummer, I will tell you everything." Qingsha said in a deep voice, head lowered, suppressing the heartache that forced Qin Juexian to retreat.

Qingsha took a half step back, lowered his head, and said, "Sorry, goddess, I can't answer any of your questions. I still have to go kill the drummer..."

"That's enough, a murder of passion!" Linghu Shenyi frowned and said, "The drummer wasn't your target. Our most urgent task now is to find Madam Feng. She went out with us the other day to look for you, and she hasn't returned yet."

"Madam Feng?" Qingsha frowned slightly. Linghu Shenyi observed Qingsha's expression and felt something was wrong. With Qingsha's personality, he shouldn't be so calm when he learned that Madam Feng was missing.

The next moment, Qin Juexian and Linghu Shenyi felt horrified by what they heard about the murder of love.

"An old servant is missing, so what? I have to go kill the drummer, so I don't have time for that."

"What did you say!" At this time, even Qin Juexian felt the abnormality of the love killing. She knew too well the significance of Feng Ma to the love killing. When they were in Acacia Sea, the person most often mentioned in the love killing was Feng Ma. She was his relative, his mother.

It's impossible to say such words in a murder of passion!
"You are not killing for passion, then who are you?" There was a rare hint of anger in Qin Juexian's words.

Hearing this, Qingsha was stunned at first, then panicked. "Goddess, I, I don't understand what you mean. I really killed for love. Feng Ma is just a servant in my family. Although she raised me since I was a child, a servant is still a servant..."

"Enough!" At this time, Linghu Shenyi couldn't listen anymore and scolded: "Love killing, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Linghu Shenyi, you don't need to meddle in my affairs. If you keep talking, I don't mind killing you first before killing the Pi Gu Master!"

Qingsha then used his evil skills, and the demonic energy around him suddenly rose, directly commanding the fox god Yi.

"Love killing, what are you going to do?" Qin Juexian looked at the stranger in front of him, his eyes even slightly red.

The drummer, the murder of passion, why, why did everything change so strangely to her.

"Goddess, I..." Seeing Qin Juexian shedding tears, Qingsha was suddenly confused. He didn't know why he did everything for Qin Juexian, but the two of them ended up drifting apart.

"Love killing." Qin Juexian stepped forward and grabbed Qingsha's hand, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Qingsha, what happened? You can't even tell me?"

"I..." Qingsha frowned and tried to break free.

He didn't understand why the two of them mentioned Feng Ma to him. She was clearly just a servant. Linghu Shenyi was fine, but why did they even mention Qin Juexian...

"Let me answer this question."

As the words fall, the sound of poetry begins, the breeze blows across the environment, and the Taoist atmosphere becomes refreshing.

"Why bother with swordsmanship? Thousands point fingers at you, tens of thousands seal your name. You're the pinnacle of martial arts. Three feet of autumn water, untainted by dust, unrivaled in the world."

Jian Zi Xian Ji stepped onto Jufengli, looked at the three people who were arguing, and said loudly.

"Jianzi got some information by chance, and he needs to find a love-killing young man as evidence."

(End of this chapter)