Nianluoba

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Before Wen Lingjun realized what happened, she was dragged into a corner by sister Wuxin.The two were very close, and Wen Lingjun's lips were just on Nian Wuxin's face.At this moment, Wen Lingjun was both nervous and excited. This feeling of sneaking around and being a thief was really exciting.He couldn't help sticking out his little tongue, and licked Wu Xin's sister's cheek.

Nian Wuxin shot her a look, fearing that she would do something strange again, so he covered Wen Lingjun's mouth with his hand.

Just as Wen Lingjun was about to stick out his tongue to lick the palm of Wuxin's sister, he suddenly remembered that he and Wuxin's sister had turned over the dusty files just now, and the little tongue that had just been stretched out retracted resentfully.He stared at the uninvited guest and observed.

He only heard the man say "Hey" and lighted the oil lamp, "It seems that I have met someone of the same kind tonight, how about showing up and seeing him?"

Wen Lingjun felt very familiar with this voice, but couldn't remember it for a while.Nian Wuxin signaled her to stay in the corner obediently, and was going to meet this unexpected guest in person.

"It's you?" Nian Wuxin's doubtful voice reached Wen Lingjun's ears.

Wen Lingjun stretched his head to look out, but couldn't see clearly.It seems that I have really met someone I know? Wen Lingjun thought so, but since he came here, he has never met many men! Could it be the old friend of sister Wuxin? The more Wen Lingjun thinks about it, the more he loses his temper He rushed directly to the two of them and lay between them.

When he saw the person coming, he was stunned, "Jing, Brother Jing?"They were all out to be thieves, and he and sister Wu Xin wore night clothes and covered their faces.On the other hand, Brother Guanjing was dressed in white clothes without covering his face, so he couldn't even get people's attention in the dark.

"Huh? Are you Lingjun?" Mr. Jing asked uncertainly.

"Of course it's me!" Wen Lingjun took off his mask and said with a cheerful smile.

"Then this must be the Young Palace Master of Nianluoba. Why did you two come to Suzhou? What are you looking for in this thief outfit?" Mr. Jing asked one by one, looked around, and murmured: "It turned out to be the wrong place."

"Of course we have our important affairs, but you, Brother Jing, are acting like a thief when you look upright." Wen Lingjun teased.

"This is not a place to talk, where do you live? I'll look for you tomorrow, and I'll talk about it in detail." Mr. Jing looked at the sky, looking a little anxious.

"Tongfu Inn."

"Okay, let's continue tomorrow! I won't delay your good deeds!" Mr. Jing smiled and retreated.

"You!" Wen Lingjun couldn't help being angry, this person is really, he comes and goes in a hurry, and the last sentence is even more daydreaming.What does it mean not to delay a good thing? But it is also right in the heart.Secretly reading, flirting, life is beautiful.

Nian Wuxin glanced at her sideways, but saw that Wen Lingjun still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was still immersed in the joy of the reunion of old friends, and said a little unhappy: "Time is tight, don't delay any longer."

Wen Lingjun collected his thoughts, and nodded solemnly. The tragedy in the small fishing village is not only about Wuxin's sister's revenge for killing her mother, but also hides the mystery of Brother Jing's life experience. It seems that I will have to talk to him in detail tomorrow. Fan.

The two rummaged through the house again, but they still couldn't find it until their bodies were covered with dust.There are too many cases piled up in the Suzhou government office.Just when Wen Lingjun was at a loss and was about to give up, he suddenly found that there was obviously less dust on a stack of case files than other case files, and someone must have come to read it frequently.Opening this pile of case files, it was not what I needed, it was all irrelevant cases.Just as I put down the case, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.Obviously, the bookshelves on this floor are filled with more serious cases, and these cases don’t seem to belong here. Could it be that they are temporarily placed to fill up the number?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Wen Lingjun's head. Didn't the ancients like to make some hidden compartments to hide things? The case of the small fishing village seems to be related to the government, so it is impossible to put it here clearly. Thinking of this, Wen Lingjun tapped The gap between the bookshelves here is a bit muffled.Stretching out his hand to grope, he actually opened the secret compartment while fiddling around.In fact, it didn't hide it very deeply, it just added an inconspicuous drawer to the bookshelf.

"Sister Wuxin, I found something here!" Wen Lingjun restrained his excitement at the moment and whispered.

Nian Wuxin put down the case file in his hand, moved over, and the two of them took out the things from the hidden compartment, which was wrapped in an oilcloth.

Opening the oilcloth bag, there were several case files inside. Wen Lingjun checked it out, and they were basically cases linked to the government.

Nian Wuxin took out a copy, which was marked "Taihu Fishing Village Massacre", and his hands trembled slightly. After searching for so long, he finally found a substantial clue.

"Lingjun, I found it. Put the things away, and we'll leave quickly!" Nian Wuxin held the case tightly with his hands, and ordered like this.

The two retreated from the house one after the other.They also searched for the servants who were knocked out by them, they were still unconscious at the moment, Nian Wuxin untied their acupoints, and then flew away.

Mr. Jing wandered around the yamen for a long time. He opened all the houses that could be opened, but he was still empty-handed. "It seems that if you don't accept the list, then you won't be able to find the "Liuhe Formation"." Mr. Jing said with a sigh, went around and went back to the case clan, but found that the inside was already dark, "You are one step ahead of me, It's a good speed." After speaking, he jumped up to the roof and left.

Back at the inn, Nian Wuxin couldn't wait to look up the case files of the small fishing village back then.

"In the 19th year of Yongle, according to a report from local fisherman Chen Qi, he was washed into a deserted small fishing village by the lake water while fishing in Taihu Lake. After drifting on the lake for many days, he finally found his way out and came here to report to the officials. The Suzhou government sent dozens of yamen servants to follow Chen Qi. They searched back and forth on Taihu Lake several times, but they returned in vain. According to what Chen Qi said, the old local fishermen finally found the small fishing village. None of the villagers survived, a total of [-] people. What is shocking is that there are still Xishan government servants among the corpses, although they are all dressed It was replaced, but the word "Xishan" was still engraved on the hilt of the knife. I don't know if this incident has leaked out. When the Suzhou government government went to the Xishan government office to investigate the matter, the whole government fled in fear of crime, and even the government servants shot to death. The clues to this matter have been interrupted, and nothing will be done. Because it involves the Xishan Yamen, the matter is of great importance, and it is hereby sealed!"

"What a good one, hereby laying dust, eighty lives! Is it just gone for nothing?" Wen Lingjun couldn't help being furious after reading it.

Nian Wuxin bit her lip, the government actually only investigated these things? The ins and outs of the case can't be known, and the people involved can't be traced, "The government has always been like this, if we want to seek justice for them, it seems that we have to find the truth ourselves .I don’t know if Chen Qi still remembers how to go to the small fishing village!"

77.Chapter 77 Negotiation

Surrounded by mist, Wen Ling didn't know where he was. From time to time, a woman's cry could be heard in his ears, "Woo~~~" The voice was delicate and tender, and Wen Ling followed the sound and searched in the fog.

The outline of a temple gradually became clear, and the voice of a woman crying became more and more clear. Wen Lingjun walked in anxiously, but did not find the name of the temple covered by fog outside the door——Lanruo Temple.

The weeping woman in white with long hair was facing Wen Lingjun with her body twitching so painfully.

"Excuse me, girl, why are you so sad? Why don't you tell me about it?" Wen Lingjun stood for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Young Master, do you dare to look at my face? I'm afraid I'll scare you!" the woman said delicately, occasionally choking up sobs, which made Wen Ling want to embrace her in her arms to comfort her.

"Naturally not afraid." Wen Lingjun was completely bewitched by the woman's voice, and slowly approached.

The woman turned around suddenly, lifted the hair covering her face, and an extremely ferocious face suddenly appeared in front of Wen Lingjun.