That wretched vixen has disguised herself as my wife!

Jiang Jingming drew his sword and stood quietly in the moonlight streaming in from the window.

What he didn't say was that perhaps one day he would really try to end this chaotic world, provided that he first stepped over their corpses.

The moonlight suddenly dimmed.

Jiang Jingming looked up and saw a figure appear on the window frame, startling him so much that his heart stopped for a moment.

Fang Zhiyi, dressed in white, looked like a female ghost seeking death under the moon.

She was just a beautiful female ghost.

Jiang Jingming was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the person in charge who was lying in a pool of blood with his head split open.

It was a dark and stormy night, a night for murder. The victim was already cold, but the murder weapon was still in his hand.

"Oh no, this is terrible."

The beautiful female ghost leaned against the window frame with one hand and rested her chin on the other, smiling at him with her eyes crinkling.

"I'm going to be silenced."

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Kiss

Fang Zhiyi's expression did not resemble the panic one would expect when facing imminent murder.

Jiang Jingming stared at her for a long time, holding the knife, and finally lowered his head and laughed.

So far, all the doubts about the person in charge have been raised by her, and she probably already guessed that he would take action.

Therefore, she must have guessed that he wouldn't silence her.

Fang Zhiyi deftly took out several small porcelain and jade bottles from her pocket and lined them up on the window frame.

"Please take a look, sir."

She then began to promote it vigorously, like a vendor hawking goods.

"The best corpse-dissolving powder is colorless and odorless. Even the amount from a yak will only turn into a puddle of blood the size of a palm!"

"Bone-removing water, this is also good, it's easier to process after removing the bones."

"Or his face was completely disfigured! So much so that no one could tell how he died!"

"The ultimate trump card—Neighborhood Harmony Fragrance! Just leave it alone and use this to cover up the stench of the corpse. I guarantee no one will notice for half a month."

"..."

Jiang Jingming, holding the knife, leaned against the windowsill and couldn't help but ask.

"You, a frail healer passing by, are carrying all these things with you?"

"Business is tough, sir."

Fang Zhiyi smiled slightly, her fingertips gently tapping the jade bottle containing either the "Unrecognizable Ointment" or the "Neighborhood Harmony Fragrance."

Do you have any trial sizes?

"..."

Ultimately, the two used the corpse of the person in charge to test the drug's effects in turn.

The bone-dissolving water did indeed have the effect of dissolving bones; the entire corpse quickly shriveled up, leaving only slightly stiff flesh and blood.

The "Face-Distorting Ointment," applied to the face, creates the appearance of a gruesome burn, perfectly concealing the previous knife wound.

The corpse-dissolving powder, perhaps because the bones had already been processed, had an effect on flesh and blood that was as smooth as melting ice, leaving only a pool of foul-smelling blood in the blink of an eye.

That's when the neighborhood harmony incense comes into play.

After a brief incense burning, the room was completely free of the smell of blood, leaving only the scent of grass and trees carried by the night breeze outside the window.

It really does help maintain harmony among neighbors.

The room was empty, as if nothing had happened.

"How much of what I said to him just now did you hear?"

Jiang Jingming brushed the incense ash off his body, not expecting to hear the truth.

"I didn't hear a single word."

Fang Zhiyi answered with a smile, as expected.

Jiang Jingming raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, okay, all I heard was you saying you wanted to kill his accomplices because they killed your friend."

Fang Zhiyi suddenly pulled out another translucent jade pot from her sleeve.

"Want to grab a drink?"

She spoke as if inviting a longtime friend, her tone so natural, even though the two were merely accomplices in destroying evidence.

But what she had tucked in her sleeve before didn't look like anything drinkable.

Jiang Jingming hesitated for a moment, then she smiled and shook the jade pot in her hand, and there was a faint sound of liquid hitting the jade wall.

"Amber Light. Once we leave Shulan City tomorrow, it will be hard to find this drink again, won't it?"

......

It was the deepest part of the night, and the clouds in the pitch-black night sky dispersed, making the moonlight even clearer and brighter.

Jiang Jingming and Fang Zhiyi sat on the highest rooftop in the courtyard, sharing a pot of wine.

"I heard that Amber Light was brewed by merchants from Shulan City to cater to the tastes of the people of Zhongzhou, and even the name is quite elegant. When poured into a cup, it really is as clear as amber."

Fang Zhiyi removed the lid of the pot, poured herself a shallow amount, and then handed the pot to Jiang Jingming.

"Yes, the jade bowl holds amber light."

Jiang Jingming nodded and took the wine pot.

The second half of the poem is: "If only the host can make the guest drunk, then he will not know where his hometown is."

It probably also meant to encourage merchants who travel far from their hometowns to be more open-minded.

At the bonfire party the day before the Gray Wolf Conference, Temur specially brought Amber Light for Nari Song, as a gift for his cherished friend from Central Plains.

For impoverished tribes that struggle to even get enough to eat, this is probably the highest form of courtesy.

Jiang Jingming thought about all this and suddenly fell silent.

The wind blew through his sleeves, as if bringing the sound of horses' hooves clattering on the grassland.

"Were you thinking about something sad?"

Fang Zhiyi smiled gently and lightly clinked glasses with him.

"I thought of my deceased friends."

Jiang Jingming didn't avoid the question; after all, she had just heard it.

He wasn't sure if she had heard everything, and he always felt that nothing could truly be kept from her.

She was a truly unpredictable girl, yet Jiang Jingming sensed no hostility from her.

She's like a lazy yet beautiful fox; you can't help but find her suspicious, but she won't attack you. She just strolls leisurely around you, circling her tail.

"Is that why you said you don't want to see anyone fall in front of you anymore?"

Fang Zhiyi held the teapot lid with both hands, took small sips, and suddenly chuckled softly.

"How childish."

"Maybe so."

Jiang Jingming tilted his head back, picked up the wine pot, and the crisp, clear aroma of the wine entered his throat.

The chill of the night wind suddenly dissipated, replaced by a warmth that spread from my stomach throughout my body, making me feel refreshed and more awake than ever before. I even felt like standing up and shouting.

The night in Shulan City was indeed desolate, with only a few scattered lights in sight, and the sound of camel bells drifting in the wind.

"Since that's the case, how about you try to bribe me?"

Fang Zhiyi suddenly leaned closer and winked mischievously.

What does it mean to bribe you?

Jiang Jingming asked in return, and casually refilled the empty wine bottle lid with wine.

"Think about it, life is tough, and there will inevitably be times when friends fall and you don't have time to help, right?"

Fang Zhiyi's gentle tone carried a hint of seduction.

"Bribe me, and I'll help you save them."

"..."

Thinking of how calm and collected she was when she used acupuncture to save Lu Zhao, Jiang Jingming felt that she might really be able to do it. After all, anyone would have thought he was doomed in that situation.

It was as if she had pulled someone back from the brink of death.

"If I had been there back then, I wouldn't have let your friend die."

Fang Zhiyi was still smiling slightly.

The night breeze lifted a few strands of hair from her forehead, and under the moonlight, Jiang Jingming suddenly noticed a very faint mole at the corner of her eye.

How can I bribe you?

Jiang Jingming heard his heartbeat suddenly quicken.

Even the tranquil mind praised by Gu Tinghan inevitably fell into chaos at this moment.

"It's very simple."

Fang Zhiyi moved even closer, and the herbal scent on her body no longer had any calming or soothing effect.

The two were almost breathing at a distance, and Jiang Jingming could already see his own tense expression reflected in those deep, misty eyes.

Her eyes were already slightly intoxicated, glistening with tears, and she looked breathtakingly beautiful under the moonlight.

"kiss Me."

Her voice was very soft, like snowflakes falling on the eaves.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Entanglement

His tone was as light as a fresh rain before spring, but his words were like a faint rumble of thunder heralding the awakening of insects.

Jiang Jingming leaned back, bracing himself against the roof tiles with both hands, a multitude of thoughts flashing through his mind in an instant.

Amitabha Buddha, young lady, what do you mean by this? Please have some self-respect.

What's with that alluring look of yours? Are you here for me?

You look exactly like that vixen from the massacre!

A mere beauty is but a fleeting dream, nothing more than a skeleton in the sunset. It is impossible for her to disturb my Daoist heart.

"..."

Seeing his nervous expression, Fang Zhiyi finally burst out laughing.

"Just kidding."

She simply reached out and gently tapped the tip of his nose before stepping back and picking up the lid of the wine jug again.

"Given your boundless compassion, you want to save wronged women and children, and you want to save deceived mermaids. How could I possibly save so many people?"

"Too."

Jiang Jingming touched his nose and sat up straight again.

"Someone once told me that as a doctor, although one should have the heart to save lives, how many people one can save in a lifetime is predetermined. If you save this person, you may not be able to save another one."

Fang Zhiyi lowered her head and sipped her wine.

"So it's not easy to get him to help save people. You might have to pay a high price, you might have to find a way to make him happy, you might have to work hard to meet all the previous conditions, and in the end he still won't help."

"What if someone threatens him?"

Jiang Jingming thought for a moment, then tilted his head and asked.