Chapter 144

After paying some money to send the guide away, Chu Yu turns her head and stares at the house in front of her.

The door was hidden. Chu Yu put out her hand and moved it a little. A crack opened in the door. She hesitated a little and opened the door. What she was facing was a stale damp, like the smell of straw soaking in water for a long time.

Chu Yu couldn't help frowning.

It didn't seem like a place to live here, but just now the man told her that Wang Yizhi had been here.

Yue JieFei asked, "princess, otherwise we won't go in?"

Chu Yu shakes her head and orders Yue JieFei to guard around, then enters the house with aman.

In the narrow and low house, the furnishings are simple and shabby. There is only a crooked wooden frame and a pile of rotten straw. The people in the house are lying on the straw mat and snoring.

The owner of the house is said to be Dewey. His clothes are so ragged that he can hardly see the original color. His face is half covered by a disordered beard. The most noticeable scar is the scar on his face. The dark purple scar distorts the facial muscles. It looks very ferocious. The scar has never entered the beard from the bridge of his nose, You can imagine the severity of the injury.

His stature is still tall, but he is so thin that he only has a big skeleton. He looks very unhealthy. His two legs, one of which is broken at the same knee, his trousers are empty, and the other leg, ankle, is twisted unnaturally. It looks like an old injury.

On the edge of the wall lies a crutch with the thickness of its arm, which seems to cut down a branch directly.

Chu Yu gently called twice, but did not see Dewey wake up. After careful observation, he heard a smell of wine floating in the air. Three or four empty wine jars fell on the wall.

It seems that he is already drunk.

Chu Yu could not help frowning. How come Dewey didn't get drunk early or late? He happened to get drunk at this time?

Yuejiefei watched outside the door. After about a quarter of an hour, he saw Chu Yuyin come out with a face.

Standing in the sun, she breathed a few mouthfuls of fresh air to dispel the musty smell she had just inhaled in the room. Chu Yu gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I've seen you drunk. I've never seen anyone so drunk that I can't wake him up. I'll drive back to my house and come back tomorrow! "

Yue JieFei said, "ah," and then he thought of something like this: "princess, if you have any questions, you'd better take that boy back to the house and ask him again when he wakes up. This will save you from being condescended to another time." The environment here is really not very good.

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment. Then a strange look appeared on her face. She whispered, "no, let him stay here. I'm afraid it's not very good to bring it back to the government. "

With that, she ignored yuejiefei's confusion and turned to walk out of the chaotic alley.

Chu Yu didn't get on the carriage. She walked slowly along the crooked lane. Yue JieFei didn't understand her meaning. However, seeing Chu Yu's appearance, she felt intuitively that she shouldn't ask questions. Then he drove all the way to follow. Chu Yu slowly came to the Bank of Qinhuai River. The river was flowing quietly. Even the ripples on the water surface were so gentle and gentle. It seemed that he couldn't bear to hurt anyone and things. But who knows how many undercurrents there are at the bottom of the river. In the turbulent agitation?

Not long after Chu Yucai left, a white figure appeared in front of the house Chu Yufang had just entered. He loosely rolled his wide sleeve, revealing his white and clean wrist, and pressed his slender fingers on the door. The rough wood pricked the soft pulp of his fingers, and Rongzhi sighed slowly. Open the door and enter.

Seeing that the people in the room were sleeping, he only took out a medicine bottle from his arms, pulled out the plug and shook it under Dewey's nose. The pungent smell penetrated into Dewey's nose, and the sharp stab connected the nerves of his brain, which soon sobered the drunk. Dewey opened his eyes in a daze and muttered impatiently: "who is it?"

Rong Zhi gave a little smile and asked in a soft voice, "do you remember what happened to the princess three or four years ago?"

As soon as he mentioned the princess mansion, Dewey woke up. He saw the description of Rong Zhi clearly. At first he was confused, then he seemed to think of something. His whole body was shaking violently!

His upper and lower teeth were knocked uncontrollably, and his words were incoherent: "you, you, it's you..."

Rongzhi's smile is still the same, his dark eyes are so soft, but in Dewey's eyes, it is no different from the devil's charm: "you... What are you doing?"

Rong Zhi said with a smile: "are you questioning me? The nobody who survived in those years is even more daring? "

His words were very soft, but Dewey felt a fierce sense of killing. He seemed to go back to that rainy night. He climbed out of the pit in the suburban mass grave, lost a leg and Jiankang's body, and continued his life in the city. But today, he saw another nightmare that had not been dispelled for several years.

Rong Zhi sighed and said, "someone came to you just now. What did you say?"

Dewey shook his head in fear. He was so drunk that how could he remember who had been here?

Rong Zhi very genial smile: "this is good."

Then he turned and left.

Dewey collapsed on the straw mat and found himself soaked with sweat. Although he was frightened, he unexpectedly saved his life, which made him very happy for fear that he would be found again. Dewey quickly got up and straightened out the things in the house with crutches. There was nothing to straighten out. He took two strings of money from under the mat and put them in his arms, He limped out.

When he opened the door, Dewey saw a red shadow standing at the door. The shadow, with light on its back, blocked the way out of the door. His clothes were bright red. Before he had time to think about it, he felt a chill in his throat.

It is a very thin cool, thin and sharp invasion of the skin, as if very easily, then what to cut off.

How can it be cold? Confused, he reached out his other hand to touch his neck, but felt the warm liquid gushing out. Confused, he raised his hand and saw that the bright red of one hand turned into the same color as the man's clothes.

Dewey wanted to shout, but there was a cold autumn wind in his throat. Before he fully understood, he fell to the ground.

Rongzhi walked slowly in the alley. Behind him was huacuo, who took back the sword slowly. The autumn was very cool. The breeze blew up his snow-white clothes and made him look like floating.

Rong Zhi spoke softly, but he didn't know who he was talking to: "since Wang Yizhi left the book, he naturally knew something. Since I guessed this point, how could he not completely cut down the roots?"

The next day, Chu Yuqing entered the palace earlier, and then went back to the palace to change her clothes. She had no chance to learn about Dewey's death. Even before the carriage drove out of the street outside the princess's house, an accident happened.