Rivers and Lakes Records

The bat was a little surprised, Lu Mingtong had already investigated this matter once before, and he had told him not to disclose it to anyone, but today he personally brought Feng Ji to ask, could it be that they have reached some kind of agreement?

The bat lowered its eyes, this was the second time he saw the two appearing together, but unlike the first time, the aura of rivalry between the two had completely disappeared, and Lu Mingtong looked at Feng Ji with full trust in his eyes.

Some things, if the master didn't take the initiative to speak up, they don't need to ask more as subordinates, the bat pondered: "Return to the young master, yes."

Lu Mingtong's heart moved. He had sent Lu Douya to investigate before, but Lu Douya failed to bring back all the evidence.Since Bat knew that Bean Sprout was his personal servant, but he didn't tell everything, he must have explained something to Bat before he lost his memory, and even his closest servant couldn't replace him.

Sure enough, the bat said: "At that time, the young master repeatedly ordered that unless the young master came in person, these things left behind must not be handed over to others."

So what he gave Dou Sprout was only within the scope of his own permission at the time.

Lu Mingtong could hear his heart beating faster and his voice was a little dry: "Where are those things now?"

The bat silently glanced at Feng Ji, Lu Mingtong said knowingly: "No problem, you can continue."

"After the young master read the secret letter, he left a few words for us to continue to investigate, and hurried back to Lu's house. Not long after, the news came that the young master had unexpectedly passed out. I was afraid that the news would be leaked, so I had to hide the things the young master asked for first. In the cabinet."

Lu Mingtong said: "That thing is still here?"

The bat nodded and said: "Without the young master's order, the subordinates dare not move without permission. When the young master came last time, the subordinates intended to ask about this matter, but they thought there were outsiders around..."

They all knew well that the outsider in the bat's mouth was Feng Ji who threatened Lu Mingtong at that time.

Lu Mingtong sneered and said: "There was some misunderstanding at the time, but now that my relationship with the leader has been resolved, there is no need to hide anything from the other party anymore. Where did you put that thing?"

The things left behind were in the secret room, and the two followed the bat through a circle of secret passages. Lu Mingtong looked at the flickering candles on the walls on both sides, and thought that if he could spend a moment alone with the bat last time, Maybe this amnesia will be cured long ago.

But if that's the case, the things that I experienced with Feng Ji later will not be there.Lu Mingtong glanced at the other party secretly, seeing Feng Ji's calm face, he couldn't help but gently hook him with his little finger.

Feng Ji didn't expect him to act so boldly, he glanced at him with a half-smile, and quietly held the bat back.

It wasn't until they entered the secret room that the two let go of each other's hands at the same time. Lu Mingtong looked at the thin envelope on the bat's hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched—why was it still a letter?

After the bat exited the room, Lu Mingtong carefully opened the outer seal, and shook out a piece of paper from inside. He read silently all the way while clutching it, his face slowly darkened.

"This is what I sent someone to investigate..." Lu Mingtong said.

Feng Ji asked: "What's written on it?"

Lu Mingtong handed him the paper: "It's also related to the Lu family, and it records the identities of everyone involved in the case of the Lu family's extermination."

"It seems that your father's death is really indistinguishable from this old case." Feng Ji said in silence for a long time: "In your opinion, why did you send someone to investigate these things?"

"I must be suspicious." Lu Mingtong said.

A small fragment flashed in his mind, and Lu Mingtong suddenly remembered that he had doubts about the things recorded in Fengyunlu.

"No way..." He murmured, "No way..."

Hearing the hesitation in his tone, Feng Ji grabbed his hand and said: "Don't be afraid, Ming Tong, go in the direction you suspect, don't be afraid."

Lu Mingtong looked back almost tremblingly, he had many things to say, but most of them were afraid of the facts, he couldn't even say a complete sentence: "Feng Ji, I have been thinking before, why should I I will keep a sample of Fengyunlu from that year, what is the relationship between it and my father's death... But today, but today I saw this piece of paper, and I suddenly had a guess..."

Lu Mingtong was short of breath and his chest heaved violently. Feng Ji held his hand like a kind of silent support. Lu Mingtong panted sharply and said in a low voice: "I doubt that in the case of the Lu family's extermination back then, there was still Leaving us alive that we don't even know about."

Feng Ji paused, and Lu Mingtong said: "If it is true that as the world says, there is no one left in the Lu family, then why should I investigate their backgrounds? Coupled with those few unclear sample pages, it will There would be no other possibility. In fact, at that time, I already had the evidence that there was a living person, so I sent bats to investigate the details of everyone that day, because only by comparing the information of each of them, I could follow this line. Find out who survived, and find out why my father died."

Lu Mingtong tightened his hands: "And on this piece of paper, everyone's facial features and life stories are clearly recorded. If they are all dead, what's the use of their physical features!"

Feng Ji said: "But now you just rely on a piece of paper, you can't guess who is the one that survives."

"Indeed." Lu Mingtong said: "There are five members of the above family, plus the time spent in these years, if they really survive, the oldest one is already seventy years old, and the youngest is about my age." He paused: "But I Boldly guess, I must still have some kind of evidence, some kind of evidence that I can confirm that my father's death is related to the Lu family. And there is only one person who can provide me with clues."

"I?"

In the inn room, Lu Douya pointed at herself, and seeing Lu Mingtong's serious face, she involuntarily kept her posture and repeated, "Me?"

"It's you!" Lu Mingtong opened his hand and pulled him to sit down next to him: "Everyone says you are close to Zhu Zhechi, I want to see if you have grown in your head after all these years with me .”

Lu Douya said: "Master, what you said seems to be turning a corner to praise yourself."

"I don't." Lu Mingtong said, "I just want to ask you a few questions, is it that difficult to answer?"

"Douya doesn't mean that." Lu Douya said, "Young Master always knows everything you want to ask, so please ask, Young Master!"

Lu Mingtong said: "Try to recall memories, did I bring you to Yinshu Pavilion before I fainted?"

Lu Bean sprouts shook his head: "No."

"Then..." Lu Mingtong changed the question: "Have I ever escaped your sight and sneaked out?"

Lu Douya was silent, Lu Mingtong secretly thought there was something to be done, and hurriedly moved closer, hoping to hear a satisfactory answer from him.

Unexpectedly, he just pondered for a while, and then he showed doubts: "I really can't count them, there are too many, young master."

Lu Mingtong: "..."

He took a deep breath: "Then, has there ever been a time when I went out as usual and came back with a worried face?"

His face was terrifying, and he was on the verge of an explosion. Lu Bean sprouted his neck and searched in his mind for a while, and suddenly said, "Ah! Yes!"

Lu Mingtong's expression froze, and he heard him say: "It's just two days before the young master fainted!"

Everyone's eyes sank, Feng Ji repeated: "Two days ago?"

"Yes." Lu Douya said: "I remember it very clearly. The young master went out with my back on his back that day, but when he came back, he had a gloomy face and didn't even eat dinner. Madam was worried, so she sent me a bowl of noodles. , as a result, the young master didn't take a bite of it until the next morning."

According to this, he should have had certain guesses about the murderer's true face at that time, but he was injured and passed out shortly after returning from Yinshu Pavilion. Is this too coincidental?

Lu Mingtong pondered: "Except for the day when I come back, what else will I do in the future?"

"Performance?" Lu Douya said, "The young master dismissed everyone and searched the Jingxin Pavilion for two full days, not knowing what he was looking for."

Jingxin Pavilion!Lu Mingtong's heart moved, he passed out there at that time, but he and Lu Douya had turned the Jingxin Pavilion upside down before, but still found nothing.Could it be that he once found evidence and was taken away by the murderer?

Fall short.Lu Mingtong sighed dejectedly, shook his head and said: "This is not possible, I still have to think clearly, if the Lu family really survives, is that person really the murderer who killed my father? What kind of hatred is there between them?"

Feng Ji said: "It is written in the Fengyun Record that all five members of the Lu family died at the hands of that gentry. If you want revenge, you should go to that gentry. Unless..." He looked deeply at Lu Mingtong: "Unless your father was at that time I helped that gentry."

"Impossible!" Lu Mingtong concluded: "My father will never do such a thing!"

Feng Ji closed his mouth, Lu Mingtong was a little flustered: "As an envoy of Fengyun, he would not know that meddling in other people's fights is a taboo for envoys of Fengyun. What's more, my father has always been kind-hearted, he will never hurt others for no reason."

Seeing that he was in a trance, Feng Ji sighed, stroked his head and comforted him: "Sorry, it's just my guess."

Lu Mingtong's expression was gloomy, Feng Ji thought that he must not be able to find other ideas today, so he could only persuade him: "You are too tired, take a bath and sleep first, and analyze slowly the next day."

Lu Mingtong also knew that his reaction just now was a little too aggressive, so he turned his face away unnaturally and said, "I didn't mean to murder you...I just..."

Feng Ji said softly: "I know, go to sleep."

But before he fell asleep, footsteps came from outside the door, Lu Mingtong looked up, saw Lu Huai standing outside holding a lamp, nodded slightly and said: "Master, someone wants to see you."

A young man followed behind him with a nervous expression. When he entered the room and saw Lu Mingtong, he saluted with a trembling voice: "Master Fengyun, please persuade my young master!"

Lu Mingtong recognized him, he was a low-ranking disciple of the Yang family.