Vendetta

Fuling returned to Wanqiumen. The three killers who died had no family members, and no one knew where they came from. There was nowhere for fallen leaves to return to their roots, so Fuling buried them on Mount Yi.

To the north of Mount Wing, there is an open space behind the wild jungle, scattered with graves.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and occasionally a few crows flew over. Fu Ling removed the weeds and poured a jar of wine one by one in front of the three new graves, "If I die in the future, I will also be buried here."

When Qiu Yi beside him heard his words, his round eyes and eyebrows frowned together: "Well, what are you talking about?"

"It's good to have a shelter when you die," Fu Ling said in a light tone, "When Fa Cai and You Qian went to Taize Gate, we found that those who were killed by the cult were thrown on the mountain. How old are they, some still have a bone, some are exposed to the sun and rain, and there is nothing left, no one knows or remembers, as if they have never been in this world."

Fu Ling seldom showed such sentimental emotions, Qiu Yi just wanted to say a few words to comfort him, when Fu Ling continued——

"Fortunately, I am famous, even if I die, I will be scolded for ten or eight years."

Qiu Yi felt that it was superfluous for him to comfort him, but after thinking about it, he heard some meanings from these words.

Fuling had never done any evil, so why was she still scolded after death?

"What are you in a daze for? I'm going back." Fu Ling patted Qiu Yi, with the Dragon Tooth Saber behind his back, he had already turned around and walked back, dressed in black, with black hair blown by the wind, his back was almost in harmony with the wild bushes. The deserted graves merged into one.

It seems that he came from the boundless desolation, passed through all kinds of human beings, and finally had to go back.

Back at Mount Yi, Zhang Facai was calculating this month's income and expenditure. He flipped through the ledger with his skinny hands like bamboo poles, squinted his eyes, and flicked the abacus with the other hand. If it wasn't for the whip hanging on his body, It's like Mr. Accountant.

Wang Youqian next to him was counting the silver, with his sleeves rolled up, he lifted the box with his short, fat hands, and carefully wrote down the amount on the paper.

Fu Ling sighed, "I think even if we don't do this in the future, and go to business, open a ticket number, etc., we shouldn't starve to death, right?"

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian looked at Fuling at the same time, their eyes sparkled, and asked in unison: "Really?"

"Fake," Fu Ling said, "I can't read the ledger, and I don't want to be a thug for the bank."

The two looked back in disappointment.

It seems to be very peaceful recently, and the Tongtian Sect has not found out the cause and effect. Fuling plans to go to Tianji Pavilion to ask questions in a few days, so she has nothing to do recently, so she wandered around and went to Liu Wanqing's yard.

The color of the buildings in Yishan is dark and dark, as if it was pulled out of a coal pile. Although Fuling doesn’t like it, she has never asked people to paint it in other colors. There is no other reason. The extremely deep, black building also has a certain degree of concealment. Looking down from above, you can only see a mass of darkness underneath.

And it's really easy to clean up. Killers live in the canyon, and Fu Ling doesn't need servants. The killers hang their lives on the line with knives and swords, and they have to clean the courtyard with a broom, which is really embarrassing.

If it is black, it will be darker. Anyway, if it is dirty, it can't be seen. Even if it can be seen, Fu Ling should not see it.

Liu Wanqing also lived in the black house in Yishan, but it was still a girl's house. The yard was planted with flowers and plants, and it was carefully decorated, making it a little more cozy.

When Fuling left, Liu Wanqing was making a potion, and if she put the waist card of Wanqiumen in this potion, the blood crow would find the smell and stop.

"What are these?" There were some white flakes in the bamboo basket in the yard, and Fuling touched them curiously.

"This is Fuling tablets." Liu Wanqing washed her hands with clean water in the basin, walked out of the room, and said with a smile, "Your name is Fuling, but you have never seen what Fuling looks like?"

"My name is a nickname. It is said that my mother always suffered from insomnia when she was pregnant with me. It was good to eat Poria cocos. My parents left early, and before they had time to give me a nickname, they have been calling me until now," Poria said. He picked up a piece and looked at it carefully, and asked, "What are you drying the Poria slices for?"

Liu Wanqing blushed a little, and said with a smile, "Ding Huai is not in a good mood recently. He said it was because of insomnia at night. It happened that I went to the mountain to collect herbs a few days ago. When I saw Poria cocos, I brought some back."

"By the way," Fu Ling said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen him in the past few days, and I still want to study with him!"

Liu Wanqing thought for a while, and said: "Two days ago, he said that he took over a case, and he wanted to investigate first, and he should be back soon. Why did you suddenly think of studying?"

Fu Ling rubbed her nose, and said, "It's nothing. I went out for a trip before, and I thought, I can't always suffer from being uneducated."

Ding Huai returned to Wanqiumen three days later, dressed in dust and dust, and his face was exhausted. After he rested for two days and recovered, Fuling came to the door with a lot of books in his arms.

Ding Huai began to give him lectures and rituals every day.

"The article we are talking about today is from "Mencius". It is said that the bear and the fish's paw cannot have both..."

Fu Ling flipped the book over and over again, and then asked suspiciously, "Where are the fish and its paws? It seems to say fish and bear's paws..."

Ding Huai was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized, rubbed his brows and said, "Sorry, I was wrong, you can't have both."

Fu Ling frowned and said, "What's wrong with you recently? Why are you always distracted? What happened?"

"It's nothing." Ding Huai shook his head. "Maybe I'm too tired. I wrote you a copybook. You should practice calligraphy today."

"Ding Huai," Fu Ling put down the book, and said seriously, "If you have anything to do, as long as I can help you, just say it."

Ding Huai paused, Dan Feng struggled for a moment in his eyes, turned to look at Fu Ling, his face was very pale, and his usually gentle and polite smile looked forced at this moment, after a while, like a drowning person finally breathed out, he He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

"Fu Ling! There is a case..." Qiu Yi ran in from the door, and Ding Huai just passed him, "Ding Huai?"

Fu Ling asked, "What case?"

"Ding Huai didn't tell you? This is the case he went to investigate this time, the royal family." Qiu Yi handed Fu Ling a piece of paper with a name written on it.

"Fourth prince? He's only 13 years old?" Fu Ling raised her head and asked, "Who wants to kill him?"

Qiu Yi said: "It's the fifth prince who is also 13 years old. It doesn't mean that he must be killed. The fourth prince is the younger brother of the second prince. His mother's concubine Han Gui is from the Huaishan School, and the fifth prince is just a normal concubine. He is often bullied by him. The cause of this incident is that the fourth prince knocked over the inkstone of the fifth prince in the Shang study, and intentionally made the fifth prince make a fool of himself in public..."

"Oh, so that's why the Fifth Prince wants to vent his anger?" Fu Ling nodded, "He has a grievance, why didn't he tell his father? Isn't his father the emperor?"

"The emperor only favors Concubine Han, so who cares? In fact, it's not all because of the inkstone. Things in the harem are messy... Ding Huai checked, and the death of the fifth prince, mother and concubine is inseparable from Concubine Han. Being bullied, he had no other choice, so he went to Wanqiumen." Qiu Yi said, "We were given a lot of money, but no one would be able to go to the killers in the gate. If it didn't work out, it would be the royal family, let alone Huaishan. The nephew of Pai Sect Leader."

Concubine Han Guifei, the biological mother of the second and fourth princes, is the sister of the head of the Huaishan School.

"Understood," Fu Ling put away the flower paper, "I'll go there."

Qiu Yi held him down: "What I mean is, let's not take over this matter, right? Why bother with the Royal Family and the Huaishan School? And the Second Prince is likely to succeed in the future..."

"I don't want him to succeed, so he won't succeed." Fu Ling looked at him with burning eyes, and said, "If you are afraid of offending people, what's the point of Wanqiumen?"

"Besides, who am I afraid of?"

Qiu Yi was startled, then laughed, and put his arm on Fu Ling's shoulder, "I'm not surprised at all, it's like what you said, let's do it, brother will go with you."

Capital——

Wuling is young and gold is in the east, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze.

Luo Hua wanders wherever she goes, and smiles into Orchid's restaurant. (Note)

There are no martial arts families in the capital, and most of them are ordinary people with no martial arts skills. The market is full of snacks, jewelry, and gadgets made of bamboo and grass. It is very lively.

Qiu Yi looked around curiously: "It really is the capital city! This is my first time here!"

Poria stopped in front of a stall selling bamboo grass dragonflies. In a row of bamboo dragonflies, he saw a bamboo weaving flower, which was round in shape, like an ugly sun, but the bamboo strips were weaved in a very special way.

Fu Ling asked, "How do you sell this?"

"My brother made this up, it's very ugly," the stall owner said with a smile, "Would you like to pick something else?"

"No, just this."

Qiu Yi bought a pack of sugar cakes and asked, "What are you buying this for?"

"If you don't do anything, maybe you just look at it as ugly." Fu Ling put the bamboo flowers into her arms, "The fourth prince is going out today?"

Qiu Yi said: "Well, I have checked it before, and I will definitely pass the street in front. Let's wait there? Can't we really kill him?"

"When did I say I wanted to kill him? His death has a lot to do with it. Sooner or later someone will find out about the fifth prince looking for Wan Qiumen." Fu Ling waved his hand, "Didn't the fifth prince be bullied by him? Then let's fight it with a tooth for a tooth." .”

The two went to a restaurant and waited for about an hour, when they saw a gorgeous carriage passing by the street.

Fu Ling flew down from the second floor, and the guards outside the carriage quickly drew their knives: "There is an assassin!"

Fu Ling was extremely quick and had already lifted the fourth prince out of the carriage.

"You dog thief! Let me go! Be careful, I'll chop off your head!" The fourth prince's martial arts were not enough, and he was restrained by Fu Ling within a few strokes, and the dragon tooth knife rested on his neck.

"Don't come here!" The knife in Fu Ling's hand moved closer, "You cut me? Is my knife on your neck now?"

The fourth prince glared at him and threatened: "You'd better let me go, otherwise you won't be able to run away when the forbidden army from the capital comes!"

Fu Ling smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for them to come."

"You daring assassin," the guard said through gritted teeth, holding the knife, not daring to step forward, "Do you know who you are abducting!"

"Nonsense, I don't know who he is, why should I rob him?" Fu Ling lifted the fourth prince up, "Have you ever been beaten?"

"You let me go!"

"Little kid, you know how to bully others at a young age, and you can still get it when you grow up?" Fu Ling pulled the fourth prince off his trousers, and picked up the sword from his waist, "Your parents don't want to beat you, I will help you!" They do it!"

"Snapped!"

All the onlookers below were stunned, this man actually, actually spanked the fourth prince's ass!

The fourth prince felt that his butt was cold, and he was taken aback for a while. When the scabbard fell on his buttocks, he realized what was going on. He was shocked and angry: "You, how dare you hit me! I'm going to kill you ! I want to kill you Nine Clans! You..."

Another "pop".

"I'm sorry, you can't kill me, and I don't have nine clans to let you kill me." Fu Ling's subordinates didn't stop, and the scabbard fell on the fourth prince's butt one after another.

"Ah!" The fourth prince shouted at the top of his voice, "I want to tell my father!"

"Snapped!"

"I want to tell my concubine mother!"

"Snapped!"

"I, I want to tell my brother!"

"Snapped!"

"I want...I want to tell my uncle!"

"Snapped!"

The fourth prince fell silent, Fu Ling paused for a moment, and asked, "Who else do you want to tell? Don't you think everyone knows this?"

The people around laughed and even clapped their hands boldly. After all, the prince was taken off his pants and spanked in broad daylight.

The guard under the carriage shouted anxiously: "Your Highness——"

"What are you shouting for?" Fu Ling turned her head, and the Dragon Tooth Knife was pressed on the fourth prince's back, "Is it because your butt is itchy, or do you want me to go straight to the knife?"

The fourth prince's snot and tears were smeared together, he lay on the roof of the carriage, "I, I'm going to kill you! Woooooo..."

There was a whistle from upstairs, it was Qiu Yi's signal that the imperial guards from the capital were coming, Fu Ling let go, and threw the saber to the side of the Fourth Prince.Teach Tang's team to add Zhengli alone

"Okay, let's stop here today, you'd better be a good boy in the future, or I will beat you next time."

After finishing speaking, he used lightness kung fu and climbed up to the roof a few times. Before the guards could chase him, he ran away and disappeared.

This is also what was agreed at the time. Fu Ling did not bring anyone with him this time, because he was not here to assassinate. It's almost gone.

"Your Highness!" The guard stepped forward, "Are you alright?"

"Nonsense!" The fourth prince wiped away his tears, he was still lying on the carriage unable to move, pouted his red buttocks, and said in a hoarse voice: "Quickly pull up my prince's pants!"

The author has something to say: Wuling is young and Jinshidong, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze.

Luo Hua wanders wherever she goes, and smiles into Orchid's restaurant. ——Li Bai's "Youth Walk"

There is no Wuling and no gold market_(:з」∠)_

I was in a trance, and today I suddenly found that the manuscript box was in an emergency [Sit up in shock while dying]