Chapter 112

The channel is dark and humid, so it's hard to avoid being found. When digging, I deliberately dug more downward, so it's particularly humid inside, and I can almost feel the water vapor rushing on my face.

There are many boxes just carried out from the Qi family in the passage, almost covering the whole tunnel. For the height of Liu Yin, walking in such a place is a little laborious.

On the contrary, it was the rickety man. Because he was a little shorter and had a rickety depression in his chest, he walked very smoothly. He passed through the wooden box and rushed to the other end of the channel in a moment.

When Liu Yin passed hard, the man had run out of the passage, and Liu Yin hurried to catch up.

The passage is narrow, so it's hard to use lightness skills. When you get out of the passage, you can see a bay of clear water before you meet. You don't know where it winds. Looking back, you can see a peach forest. A man can be seen shuttling in it under the moonlight.

Liu Yin hit two stones, but failed to hit them.

A black cloud came slowly and covered the moonlight. It was more and more difficult to see the man's descriptive position. Liu Yin's face was cold and quickly chased up.

Maybe it's autumn. The weather these days is not very good, especially tonight. I can hardly see my fingers.

In the room, the atmosphere was dull and the air pressure was very low. The dim yellow candle reflected a slight shadow on people's face, and the woman's low cry could be heard faintly.

The clerk's eyes closed slightly and his face was sad. The knuckles of his fingers, which had become a fist, were dark white. It seemed that if he tried again, the bones would stab out from the inside. It was shocking.

Yi Xiaoqiao sat on a chair with his eyes down, stroking his clothes and saying nothing.

Lin Yi sat on the low stool beside the bed and was telling Wen Zheng something in a low and gentle voice. In other words, it's better to call it popular science.

"Besides the clerk, you should know that the last time you were injured, it was your waist. You couldn't move below your waist. You didn't feel anything. I diagnosed Mrs. Ling at that time. She was not pregnant..." his voice was very soft, gentle and gentle, as if trickling down from the mountain.

However, the reality is so cruel that no one can understand what happened when a pregnant wife is pregnant.

Lin Yi's voice gradually disappeared, as if a piano sound had passed away from the sky. The room fell into an embarrassing silence again. Only Mrs. Wen's wronged cry fell down with tears, as if tearing everyone's heart.

Yi Xiaoqiao stroked the creases on his sleeves and wanted to smooth them, but no matter how she stroked and bent, the corners of the clothes would still tilt up, like a naughty child teasing her, making her a little upset for no reason.

Pedal pedal, a burst of footsteps came, breaking the silence of this life, and everyone looked at the door one after another.

The door opened with a bang.

"Sir and madam, let's go, they..." the man's voice suddenly stopped. He lowered his body. His bent body was like a leopard ready to go. His faint cold eyes swept through the people one by one, becoming more and more gloomy and cruel.

Wen Zheng finally slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the man. He was relieved and laughed at himself: "Ah Fu, step back!"

Wen Fu trembled all over, glanced over the crowd, and slowly touched his waist.

"Wenfu, step back!" Wen Zheng was angry and gnashing his teeth.

Wenfu's hand slowly moved away from his waist, turned and left.

"I'm afraid it's late to go now." A joke came from the door. Qian Yu walked in slowly with a folding fan, followed by Liu Yin.

Wen Fu stroked his waist again and stepped back two or three steps: "you deliberately let me go!"

The willow shade played with a small stone and hung his eyes silently.

Qian Yu shook her folding fan into the room, and a touch of irony flashed across her lips. Her voice was low and lukewarm: "Wenzheng, it's really you."

"Your son." When Wen Zheng saw Qian Yu, his face turned pale and his lips trembled.

For Wen Zheng, Yi Xiaoqiao, Lin Yi and others are outsiders. No matter how much he loses face, he won't feel so painful. At this time, being caught by Gan Yu is a kind of suffering for his heart.

Qian Yu glanced at the people in the room and slowly walked to the chair and sat down: "your housekeeper took the people of the blood lotus sect to transfer the Qi family's property. What else do you have to say?"

Wen Zheng drooped his eyes and said nothing.

"I've thought about the Qi family and the Li family. The only thing I don't want to think about is you, but I don't want you to......" Qian Yu glanced at his bleeding chest and sneered: "this bitter meat trick is good. It almost deceived me."

"I don't know where I revealed my flaws, which made you doubt?"

"I never doubted you."

Wen Zheng was stunned and fell on Yi Xiaoqiao's face along Qian Yu's eyes. His eyes shrunk: "childe Qiao?"

Yi Xiaoqiao put the teacup: "in fact, outside the clerk, the cloth was very good. He threw all the pots to the Qi family. Both the token and Mr. Jin's armor appeared just right, which can be said to be a very perfect layout."

"How do you see through it?"

"Because of the Li family." Yi Xiaoqiao's voice was low and gentle, not urgent or slow: "from nanchengmen to Wenfu, we will pass through the Li family, but why didn't we touch the Li family, but chose the writer who is the furthest away?"

"Why?" Wen Zheng was sarcastic.

"Because the Wen family's property is wrong." Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at Wen Zheng: "even Jinshan and Yinshan have to be emptied. The treasure house of the Wen family is bound to be empty. You know that as long as someone checks the accounts, you are bound to be exposed. It's better to take a drastic salary than to expose it."

Wen Zheng slowly lowered his head: "just because of this?"

"And Mr. King's armor." Yi Xiaoqiao stroked the folding fan: "although the gold armor and white face found from the Qi family fit very well, it's just because it fits that there's a problem."

That day, Yi Xiaoqiao stabbed Mr. Jin's thigh with a dagger, but it was empty. This shows that Mr. Jin must be slightly bigger in the gold armor, while the white face fits very well, and it is impossible to hide his legs.

Of course, not only that, but also because Li Feng had looked for her before. Li Feng cherished his life and wanted to transfer his property. If he really supported the blood lotus cult, how can the treasure house at home be moved at will? Isn't it suspicious?

Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at him: "and your housekeeper."

Yi Xiaoqiao can't see who the housekeeper is, but peaches can see one or two. Although the housekeeper is bent and seems to be an ordinary old man, peaches says the housekeeper knows Kung Fu.

Wenzheng's eyes narrowed. After a long time, he suddenly laughed: "new people in the world catch up with old people. Childe Qiao is not old, and his mind is really careful."

Yi Xiaoqiao lowered his eyes and said nothing. He glanced at Qian Yu with a corner of his eye. He saw him looking at himself with a strange and exploratory look, and a helpless sigh flashed in his heart.

"Don't look, young master. Since the clerk has recognized it, why don't you take out the account book and ask him to have a look." The peach warned.

Qian Yu threw her sleeves and threw something in front of Wen Zheng: "look what's written on it."

In front of Wen Zheng was a book. It was half burned. There was flying ash flying on it. He slowly opened it, frowned and shook his head slowly: "I have never seen this thing."

"You collude with the blood lotus sect and don't know what this is? Wenzheng, are you stupid or am I stupid!" Qian Yu stood up as soon as she patted the table. In a moment of anger, she forgot to hide her true identity.

"Sir, this is the end of the matter. Do you think I still need to hide it?" Wen Zheng smiled bitterly.

"Where is the leader of the blood lotus sect?"

"Young master, I'm not as miserable as you think. Although I gave some silver to the blood lotus sect, I didn't collude with it. So far, I haven't seen the leader of the blood lotus sect. How can I hide their leader?"

Qian Yu clenched the folding fan hard, hated and angry. Suddenly, the folding fan shook, and saw a flash of cold light. Unexpectedly, a section of silver glittering spikes came and pointed directly at the woman's neck: "it's OK not to say. I'll kill her now."

"No!" Wen Zheng roared and rolled down from the bed. His legs were broken and couldn't work hard. The bright red blood came out of his chest and dyed his inner clothes red. He supported his upper body, stretched out a hand, crawled on the ground and said anxiously, "young master, don't hurt her."

"Master!" Mrs. Wen was so frightened that she turned pale. She covered her stomach hard, her lips trembled, and murmured, "master..."

"Young master, don't hurt her. She's just an ordinary woman. She doesn't know anything. I did everything. I did it." Wen Zheng patted his bloody chest to defend, and his palm didn't stop bleeding: "I beg you, don't hurt her."

Seeing Wen Zheng's performance, Qian Yu hated iron and steel more and more: "she is pregnant with a child who doesn't know who, but you still plead for her!"

"She is pregnant with my child."

"Wenzheng, you are confused!" Anyone with some common sense should know that this can't be Wenzheng's child.

"Gentleman, I only want one child." Wen Zheng was lying on the ground, clenched his hand into a fist, choked and said: "my Wen family has always been thin, and one pulse spread alone. My wife married me at the age of 16. She has reached the age of no doubt, but there is no son and a half daughter under her knee. Now she is very pregnant. Please show mercy to your son and don't hurt her."

Wen Zheng can be described as crying blood, and his face is full of tears before his voice falls.

Although Yi Xiaoqiao felt that Wenzheng was a little confused, he couldn't help sympathizing with him.

"Wenzheng, this is not your child!"

"He is!" Wen Zheng said anxiously, "he really is. Don't hurt him."

The green veins on Qian Yu's forehead jumped and stared at Wen Zheng. He wanted to kick him out and wake him up.

"Young master, please let go of my wife and children for the sake of my previous loyalty. I beg you." Wen Zheng kept hitting the ground with his head. He knocked blood out of his forehead, but he still refused to stop. His face was full of blood, just like a bloody man: "I beg you, I beg you..."

Wen Fu stared at Qian Yu. The muscles on his face trembled and trembled. Suddenly, he became angry and rushed to Qian Yu: "I'll kill you."

Bang——

Wen Fu has not yet met Qian Yu. His body is stiff and falls to the ground like a stone. He has been hit in the acupoint and can't move. He roars: "Don't touch my master, my master really doesn't know that Xuelian sect is tricky. It's Xuelian sect that promised to give my master a child, and my master gave them silver. I led the line, which has nothing to do with the master. I informed Xuelian sect to ambush you. My master doesn't know anything!"

Qian Yu flew up and kicked Wen Fu in the face. Wen Fu's eyes flashed with Venus, vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Stupid thing, is that your master's child?" Qian Yu was almost angry. He didn't expect that Wenzheng was so smart that he was confused about children. He was so angry that he put a fan on Mrs. Wen's neck for a child to endure such humiliation.

"Your son." Yi Xiaoqiao pursed his lips: "a man is a big husband. It's not a gentleman to treat a pregnant woman like this."

Qian Yu glanced at her.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked back fearlessly.

The four eyes were opposite. Qian Yu felt unspeakable in his heart. After a long time, he just shook his hand, took back the sharp thorn on the folding fan and stood with his hand down. His chest fluctuated: "this is your family business. I don't care. You don't want me to kill her. I can't kill her, but I tell you, I can't let her go!"

"She can't give birth to a child, and she wants to bewitch you here, so that you will be doomed. I won't let her die easily." Qian Yu brushed her sleeve and left quickly: "check the Wen family for me. Don't let go of a corner!"

"Yes!" There was a noise outside.

Mrs. Wen covered Wenzheng's chest: "Sir, do you hurt..."

Wen Zheng shook his head: "I'm not good. I didn't protect you."

"Don't blame the master."

"Ting'er, I'm sorry. You've followed me and been criticized for so many years. You have to... Ting'er, I'm sorry for you."

Mrs. Wen shook her head hard, tears falling like beads, but the corners of her lips contained a smile: "tinger is willing."

Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't see it anymore. She got up and left the room quickly.

Peach winked at Lin Yi and followed Yi Xiaoqiao out of the room.

With a long sigh, Lin Yi stood up and was about to leave.

"Young master Lin, please wait a moment."

Lin Yi looked back and looked at him puzzled.

"I have one thing to ask."

Peach followed Yi Xiaoqiao outside the yard and said, "young master, what do you think this is?"

Yi Xiaoqiao doesn't quite understand Wenzheng's psychology. He clearly knows that the child is not his. He is willing to provide for it, even in harmony with his wife.

Is he willing to be hooded?

Yi Xiaoqiao thought about it and thought about it. He said later, "there are three unfilial, and no future generations are great. Maybe he just wants a child and an explanation to his ancestors?"

"If the ancestors knew that he raised other people's children, I'm afraid they would live angrily." Qian Yu hates iron and doesn't become steel. At the same time, he glared at Yi Xiaoqiao: "childe Qiao thinks I just did that cruel?"

"No matter who the child is, Wenzheng's or others', Mrs. Wen is pregnant after all. She has a child in her stomach. I think it's really cruel if it kills two people." Yi Xiaoqiao tells the truth.

"Hum, the benevolence of women." Qian Yu sneered and disdained.

"Yes, I'm the benevolence of women. Young master Jun is popular among gentlemen." Yi Xiaoqiao was angry. She thought of Mu Yi'an. What would he do if Mu Yi'an did such a thing? Although Wen Zheng did wrong, it was his only child after all. Do you really want to kill them all?

Yi Xiaoqiao's hands rubbed the corners of his clothes hard, and his heart became more and more upset, especially when he thought of the sincere words Wen Zheng and his wife said. Do you think they are resentment partners? No, I can see that they really love each other.

Maybe it's because we really love each other that we can accommodate that child?

Wen Zheng is really generous.

"No, no, it's gone, it's gone." A shrill cry came from behind.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked back and saw that there was a fire in Wenzheng's yard. The fire spread rapidly from the house to the whole yard. The trees in the yard immediately burned and blocked everyone at the door.

"What's the smell?" Peaches cover your nose strangely.

Yi Xiaoqiao shrunk his nose: "it's wine!"

She thought of the wine jar in the corner of the yard. Before, she lamented that Wenzheng liked drinking too. Now she knew that it was not for drinking at all. I'm afraid it was for burning. He had expected such a day long ago?

Looking around, I saw the room was ablaze with fire. In the burning light, I could see a figure holding a torch and laughing.

"The sky has no eyes, which has caused my master to come here. In the future, I will turn into a fierce ghost and claim my life one by one. I will never spare any of you!"

The shrill voice echoed in people's ears like the howl of evil spirits, as if it had opened the prelude to a nightmare.