Fairy, I really am a villain!

The moment he got this keyword, Fang Xiwen figured out some things: a long time ago, the magic weapon that Fang Tianyu used for remote communication was achieved through means such as willpower.

And this kind of evil cult actually exists openly near the capital of gods, and uses famous temples as its base... Does the Black Gloves of the Evil Path really only work for the aristocratic families?

"Thanks, buddy. The information is very useful." He put away his notes and nodded to the bald man. "Go to death in peace. Try to be a good person in your next life."

puff.

A sharp spike flashed out of the darkness and pierced his throat, and the bald man fell down with a sob.

After waiting there for a while, the thin man finally woke up slowly.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen squatted in front of him, "You said before that I don't look like a good person, right?"

"You, what do you want?"

"Since you are from Mie Tian Clan, you should remember what I look like," he thought for a moment and pulled out a portrait. "I remember that your sect should have issued a wanted notice for me, right?"

Looking at the handsome young man in the portrait, and then at the young man in brocade clothes in front of him, the thin man's face changed instantly, and a strong hatred emerged in his eyes: "Fuck the playboy--"

puff.

At the moment when the name was about to come out of his mouth, Fang Xiwen covered his mouth with one hand, and a sharp spike flashed in the darkness again.

"You weren't this angry when I wanted to kill you before. You said I was a good person, right?"

"you you..."

"It's just a small vengeance for a young master, a candidate young master, and an out-of-town elder. You won't be able to avenge it in this lifetime. Go with peace of mind."

~~

When they reached the front yard of the cloth shop, Li Muyou flashed beside him and whispered softly, "Xiwen, I have never done anything like they did."

"Yes. Second sister grew up fighting in the sect, right? Your master forced you to kill your fellow disciples and take the path of cutting off human desires."

"you know?"

"You can guess," Fang Xiwen squeezed her hand, "Like I just said, if my second sister really did something, I won't pretend it didn't happen.

Because we are a family, we should shoulder the responsibility together.”

Looking at his determined profile, Li Muyu was somewhat touched.

No matter when, as long as he was by her side, he made her feel at ease.

But because of a certain key word, she remembered something bad: such a good brother was bullied by Fang Qingxiao and was pressed on the bed...

"If you continue like this, I won't be able to help myself..."

The sound leaked out unconsciously, and Li Muyu was startled by himself.

"Second sister, did you say anything?"

Fang Xiwen was checking the things the detectives had found. When she heard this, she turned around and shook her head, then pulled her hood up again.

~~

The detectives were very efficient and found many things on the two men: an identity card of an inner sect disciple of the Mie Tian Sect, several secret manuals of external techniques, magic tools, many yellow and white items, etc.

The identity card was of some use, so he put it away and handed a few books on martial arts to Li Muyu.

"For me?"

"Second sister, you haven't forgotten that you are an apostate, right?" Fang Xiwen blinked, "Your main training method can only reach the stage of the ancestral orifice at the center of the eyebrows, right?"

"Hmm. You even know this..."

"Take these books as references first, but don't really try to follow the methods in them. They are too radical. I will find a way for you later."

After confiscating those magical weapons that could potentially become a nuisance, Fang Xiwen distributed all the remaining weapons and money.

It’s a huge sum of money, and everyone gets a share.

"The lives of these demons are much more comfortable than ours," Kong Yucai took the money and said with emotion, "From their tone, it seems that the work they do is not very difficult, but they make money so quickly..."

"Don't think about those crooked ways." Fang Xiwen kicked him.

~~

Except for the things on a few demon cultivators, the items on the knocked-out weavers remained intact.

After the group left the cloth shop, someone asked worriedly, "Sir, if we accept these... won't something go wrong?"

"I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong, but you can leave now if you want."

As their eyes swept over, everyone's heart was startled.

They all knew that if they took the money, it would mean that they would be tied to the Third Young Master until death, and would rise and fall together.

Want to leave?

"Sir, which one are you going to rob next?!"

Without any hesitation, everyone responded in unison.

"Don't worry." Fang Xiwen was also quite satisfied with this reaction and nodded immediately: "Kong Hongcai, you guys, just do it the same way as before."

"Yes!"

Fang Xiwen directed his men to drag the body of the Song family's shopkeeper into the backyard, and did some processing on the traces at the scene to make it look like an internal conflict.

In the eyes of those who are interested, this human trace is very obvious, but it does not affect the result - although it is a joint letter, he was the one who wrote the report on the Liu Zhuo case.

This move was equivalent to giving the Song family a choice: either he reported the matter truthfully and made a big deal out of it, or he sent someone to negotiate and resolve the matter privately.

It seems like a step back, but in fact the intention is even more vicious.

"Sir, what's next?"

"Let's stop here for now and give them some time to react," Fang Xiwen waved his hand, "Leave a few people here to guard, and the rest of you follow me back to the capital. We'll report the progress of the 'investigation' to Lord Li."

"Yes!"

~~

Yang Mansion, Qingliang Pavilion.

There is a pearl curtain hanging down on the pavilion, two people are sitting opposite each other in the pavilion, water is gurgling outside the pavilion; there are beauties surrounding them, and the sound of stringed instruments is pleasant.

It is said that the Yang family kept countless musicians and dancers. Wherever they went, there would be someone to perform. The twelve-person singing and dancing ensemble brought unexpected surprises to the distinguished guests.

"He didn't ask the Song family to choose, but forced me to choose," Yang Tianxiu put down the news, opened his mouth to swallow the grapes stuffed by the beautiful maid, and laughed and shook his head, "This bastard really has evil intentions."

"What do you mean?" Li Wuji glanced at the maid's delicate body vaguely, raised his teacup and took a sip.

"From the Song family's perspective, it was my fault for not being able to stop Fang Xiwen from finding those hiding places. Because those demons were working for me, and I was really busy with the wedding banquet and couldn't get away.

The problem is that the businesses they have in hiding are quite profitable, such as several cloth shops, pawnshops, blacksmith shops, etc. Giving them up would be like asking the Song family to cut off their own flesh."

"Oh, is he trying to force the little assistant to come forward?"

Yang Tianxiu said, "Well, if we plan to negotiate terms, it will play into his hands. Fang Xingyun will definitely extort a lot of money from us, and the price he asks for may be higher than the store itself."

“But I have to show up.”

"Yes," Yang Tianxiu smiled when he saw that he understood, "If I back down now, he will completely seize these things, either transferring them to his Fang family or simply destroying them all.

If this continues, there will be a rift between us and the Song family."

"Yes, no wonder I heard that he kicked the daughter of the Song family..." Li Wuji reacted and shook his head angrily: "He can kill such a beautiful woman, this guy is really hateful."

Hearing this, Yang Tianxiu glanced at him inexplicably, then leisurely took another sip of tea.

Li Wuji said: "What should we do? Just let him rip us off this time?"

"No hurry, just play with him for a bit. I admit that Fang Xingyun is a bastard and it's really hard to deal with him, but what about the rest of his Fang family? What about those useless cousins ​​who are fighting with him for the family property?"

"You mean..."

Chapter 350 Why didn't you call me to take a shower?

Went to the yamen to meet Li Wuji.

Although the old detective looked very angry, since he was the nominal sponsor of the case, he had to praise Fang Xiwen in front of everyone and said that he had a bright future.

The latter nodded, thanked him, and went home.

Tianjie was still prosperous and luxurious. Several pedestrians with lunch boxes passed by him, and a strong smell of powder wafted over.

Although the atmosphere diluted the smell of blood on his body, the bloodstains on the silk surface still looked a little scary.

Surprisingly, the looks from the street not only contained fear, but also an indescribable meaning.

"It seems like it's been a while since I've been mentioned in the same breath with Song Canxing. Could it be that their impression of me has changed?" Fang Xiwen thought with a little pride.

After all, it was really cheap to be compared with that kind of dandy boy. In addition, now that he had gained the trust of most people in the Fang family, he no longer relied on the stereotype of the third young master.

All the way into the Fang Mansion.

"Master, you're back...ah," Xiaodie came up to him with a hot towel and was startled by the blood on his clothes, "There's so much blood, are you hurt?!"

"No, they all belong to others."

Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the back to help him take off his coat, while she was still nagging: "In such a peaceful place like Shendu, you can still cause trouble. What a shame."

Is God safe?

"That's indeed the case for our Xiaodie." Fang Xiwen smiled.

"Well, Xiaodie is just a vase anyway, it's fine if she's placed at home."

"is not what it means."

"Hmph." Xiaodie rolled her eyes at him and took the clothes in her hands and looked them up and down. "Alas, bloody clothes are hard to wash. I didn't expect that serving a young lady is like this, and serving a young master is also like this."

"Then leave me alone to do it."

"No way!" She walked away holding her clothes.

There were several servants passing by, some of whom had worked in the Fang Mansion for many years. They were shocked and confused when they saw this scene.

Just as Fang Xiwen was about to raise her hand to say hello, they hurried away.

"After some time, they will understand," Liang Jing came over with a lantern and bowed, "Third Master, the hot water behind the house is ready."

"Ah? Well, thank you very much."