CH 89

Chapter 89 What's Under the Bed? (1)

Wen Yantong also stood up.

Chi Jingxi was in the front. His footsteps were very light, barely making a sound. The room was silent for a while. He turned his head slightly, his ears facing the door, listening for any movement outside.

People who practice martial arts have better hearing than ordinary people. Wen Yantong dare not act too rashly as she waited for Chi Jingxi's order.

But in the next moment, Chi Jingxi suddenly relaxed. He quickly walked to the door and quickly opened it. Cheng Xin followed closely behind, and the two stopped at the same time when they walked outside the door. They both looked towards the same place.

Wen Yantong was just behind the two of them. After running over, she suddenly found that there seemed to be a person hanging under the eaves not far away. Their upper body was hidden in the darkness under the eaves, but their pale robes drooped down and fluttered with the wind. 

If Mu Yang saw this scene, he would definitely cry out.

Wen Yantong was startled at first but then immediately noticed something strange. The hanging person seemed to be too light, and it would swing when the wind blew as if it weighed nothing.

It should just be a piece of clothing hung up. But because it was too dark, at first glance one would think it was a person hanging on the beams.

A little trick to scare people.

Wen Yantong walked under the robe, wanting to pull the clothes off, but she was unexpectedly just a little short. She stretched out her hand and stood on her tiptoes, but it was only enough for her fingertips to touch the hem of the clothes.

She coughed in embarrassment and said, "This must have been hung up by the person who knocked on the door just now. They heard us coming out and ran away."

Chi Jingxi walked to her side, raised his hand, and easily pulled off the whole robe. The top of the robe was indeed tied with a fine hemp rope.

Wen Yantong also reached out to touch it. She unfolded the robe and discovered that it was not the style of monks in the temple. She went up to sniff it and frowned suspiciously.

Chi Jingxi raised his eyes and exchanged a glance with Cheng Xin.

Not long after, the rest of the people in the room also came out one after another. Mu Yang looked at the white clothes on Chi Jingxi's hand, frowned, and asked, "Where are the guards at the door?"

Both Fu Zixian and Zhang Jieran stood timidly by the entrance of the room, confused at the current situation.

Not long after, two guards came from the side. When they saw the people standing at the door, they hurried up and knelt down to plead guilty. "This subordinate was negligent!"

Cheng Xin did not lose his temper as he calmly asked, "Where did you go?"

"There were sounds of someone passing by. They were very deliberately walking back and forth. The chief guard sent two of his subordinates to investigate." The guard replied, "This subordinate didn't see anything when I arrived there, so this subordinate rushed back immediately." 

Cheng Xin said, "Where did the two people who stayed at the door go?"

The guard said, "This subordinate doesn't know."

Wen Yantong was confused. This was impossible. If the remaining two people had something to investigate, they must first report to Cheng Xin and others. They would not just leave without saying a word, leaving these noble masters unattended like this.

Unless something special happened. Making the two guards leave before they had time to inform the people in the room.

Wen Yantong glanced at Chi Jingxi and asked in a low voice, "Little Marquis, what should we do now?"

Chi Jingxi stuffed the robe in his hand onto hers and said, "Go back to your room. Don't go out no matter what noise you hear."

"Is Nian'an Temple really..."

"There are no ghosts." Chi Jingxi's handsome face became dark and imposing. "But there may be bandits."

Wen Yantong was taken aback and unconsciously lowered her voice some more, "How do you know?"

Cheng Xin walked over in a couple of steps and asked, "Should I report this matter to Imperial Father?"

"It's just a guess. It's not appropriate to alarm the Royal Majesty with empty words," Chi Jingxi said.

To be honest, bandits were much scarier than ghosts; they are all desperados who actually killed people. It's just that Wen Yantong didn't expect that there would be bandits in Nian'an Temple.

Everyone was no longer in the mood to tell stories from the sudden knock on the door, so they went back to their rooms. Cheng Xin sent people to strengthen the guards of the Chengui Courtyard, where all the high noble sons lived. At the same time, he sent people to look for the two missing guards.

It was difficult to resolve this situation so soon as it was night-time since it was not appropriate to make too much noise. As such, not many people were aware of the situation either.

After Wen Yantong got back into bed, she couldn't sleep for a long time. She was constantly contemplating Chi Jingxi's words.

How did he conclude there were bandits in the temple?

The things hanging at the door could be completely explained as someone's prank. The guards at the door may also be negligent of their duty. There are so many guards in the Chengui Courtyard, so how could a person be able to easily hand such a thing on eaves under so many watchful eyes?

This was totally unexplainable!

Wen Yantong felt that although she wasn't particularly intelligent, she should be considered moderately smart. So why couldn't she see any clues? She can't understand the thinking logic of Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin at all!

She pondered and pondered until late into the night. The surroundings were silent, and the bedside lamp gradually dimmed.

Wen Yantong originally planned to give up. She decided that she’ll just have to thicken her skin and cheekily ask them for the answer tomorrow. However, just when she was about to sleep, Wen Yantong suddenly heard a noise in the room.

The sound was so close that it seemed like whatever made the noise was almost right next to her bed. It frightened her wide awake, so she opened her eyes to look around.

Her bedroom was quite narrow, only big enough for a couch and a small table. There was not even a door, only a cotton curtain to cover the entrance.

So any noise in this narrow space would be so obvious that Wen Yantong noticed it right away.