In the small hut, Chu Liuxiang, Yu Ze, and Gu Xichao sat around a small table.

Apart from the teapot and cup, there was also a blue and white head on the table.

At this time, Gu Xichao was carefully wiping his head clean with a handkerchief.

Yu Ze is a fake literati.

Gu Xichao is a real scholar.

But it is also scary for a scholar to get angry.

At this time, Gu Xichao had a just right smile on his face, but the words he said were like a knife, stabbing Yu Ze's forehead frantically.

"I don't know if it was too bright this morning that dazzled your eyes, or your Excellency was thinking about the jars of wine and ignoring the plum blossoms planted in front of my door—Yu Ze, have you ever felt hit by a human head?" Do you feel awake?"

"Feel it."

Yu Ze immediately answered, quite seriously.

"But it wasn't woken up by being smashed. At that time, a fool used too much strength. His whole head flew sideways and hit my face head-on. He almost kissed—"

Yu Ze's voice weakened.

"sorry."

Gu Xichao withdrew his half-smile eyes, wiped off the last limestone on his head, and threw the lime-stained handkerchief onto Yu Ze's face.

Yu Ze didn't dare to hide, closed his eyes and shrunk his neck, allowing the handkerchief to hit his face with a "pop", and then couldn't hold back the pungent smell, and sneezed several times.

Seeing this, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but reached out and wiped the lime off Yu Ze's face vigorously. Yu Ze turned his head to hide, but he couldn't dodge.

"Take it easy, it hurts!"

Chu Liuxiang's movements became lighter immediately, Yu Ze took the opportunity to slap his hand away, moved the stool to Gu Xichao's side.

Turning her head, she saw Gu Xichao's unpredictable expression.

That look that seemed to see through everything made Yu Ze feel guilty.

He pretended to cough a few times, and asked: "Chu Liuxiang, this matter has nothing to do with you, why bother to get involved?"

"Of the fourteen altars of wine, seven were given to high-ranking court officials, four were given to heroes of the Jianghu, and three were given to leaders in the literary world. If the other jars of wine were filled with these things, then there is no doubt that the instigator The picture is not small, if it is not stopped, the court and the rivers and lakes will be affected at that time, how can I sit and wait for death?"

Chu Liuxiang folded the fan gently.

His face was righteous and awe-inspiring.

But what he didn't say was.

He wanted to investigate the truth, but instead of asking other friends for help, he insisted on picking on Yu Ze—it was simply because Yu Ze got involved.

One can kill and write poetry.

Half bloody, half romantic.

He obviously claims to be ruthless, but sometimes he is a soft-hearted killer with an inexplicable heart.

And this killer didn't seem to want to kill, but to get involved in a very dangerous thing.

Chu Liuxiang is a good friend, and most people in Jianghu agree with this sentence - when you ask him for help, he is obliged; if you have something difficult to say, he will not break the casserole and ask the end.

But for Yu Ze, these two sentences seemed to be empty words.

Chu Liuxiang didn't want to see the person in front of her get hurt, and she didn't want to hear him screaming for pain as he held his wound.

So he brazenly followed all the way, without any consideration for Yu Ze's stinky face, the word "considerate" instantly became bullshit.

Yu Ze didn't know all this.

After knowing it, she might be secretly happy, but there is a high probability that she will give Chu Liuxiang a distasteful look and then physically let him go.

Just like what he was about to do now.

His dark green eyes were cold, and his thin lips were about to spit out a series of words with guns and sticks.

So Chu Liuxiang immediately closed his fan, and before Yu Ze could open his mouth, he pretended to be curious and asked, "Yu Ze, you should have a mission. If you want to kill people, I want to investigate people. If my goal is the same as yours, then After I finish asking, it's not too late for you to kill. How?"

Yu Ze stopped talking, Chu Liuxiang's words completely blocked his way out.

Yu Ze didn't want Chu Liuxiang to interfere too much in his affairs, so naturally he couldn't make Chu Liuxiang aware of his real purpose.

How smart is Chu Liuxiang?

If I let him know, then my past, my past, the good and the bad, the gentle and the cruel, will all be displayed in front of him.

At that time, Yu Ze will be like a newborn baby, naked and white.

At a glance.

Yu Ze didn't like this.

So he was silent.

He could only twitch the corner of his mouth, and said sarcastically, "I never imagined that Xiang Shuai, who never killed anyone, would say such a thing."

"As I said, I can only manage myself well, and will not ask others to use my own standards."

Chu Liuxiang was a little helpless.

"What's more, Xuanshui Tower doesn't kill innocent people, and it has a good reputation among the killer organizations—how? If you tell me your target, maybe I can make some progress in my investigation?"

Chu Liuxiang came over and asked with a smile.

Yu Ze pursed his lips and stared at him, his green eyes were wide and round.

"I do not know."

he said gruffly.

"What I want to kill is the person who made the dust, but I don't know his identity, so I want to investigate him."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yu Ze wanted to slap himself.

In the whole world, is there any killer organization that would send missions to killers without knowing the identity of the target?

"That would be even better, what I want to investigate is also Dichen - the jar of wine was not normal at the previous wine tasting banquet, so I didn't drink it, if we investigate together, the matter will come to light as soon as possible," Chu Liuxiang Smiling, "So, can you tell me about the head?"

"..."

For a while, the room fell into silence.

Gu Xichao looked at this, looked at that, suddenly stood up and dusted off his clothes, and said with a smile: "It's getting late now, if I have something to do, I'll go out first, Yu Ze, you should do your best to be a landlord."

How to do it?

How to do it?

It was nothing more than telling him the information selectively.

What a scholar, I haven't seen you for a few years now, why do you act like a matchmaker who randomly matches people?

Yu Ze treated Gu Xichao's behavior with utmost contempt.

But at this point, it can no longer be hidden.

So he exhaled lightly, and said, "I got this thing from Wu Yun. I don't know who this woman is yet, so I need to check it carefully."

"pass it to me."

"No, just find out what's in the fourteen jars of wine, and leave the rest to Xichao. Now let's talk about what we saw in Hou Yuanling's study. Do you still remember what they said?" What?"

But Chu Liuxiang's focus is very strange.

I saw his eyebrows wrinkled, and two words slowly spit out from his thin lips.

"Xi Chao?"

"That's right..." Yu Ze was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose and looked away from Yu Ze, "It's just that you seem to be particularly... better, let's talk about Hou Yuanling."

Yu Ze gave him a strange look, found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them on the table

When Chu Liuxiang said something, he wrote it down.

"Hou Yuanling said that he received a rag doll."

"But what he actually received was a hand bone."

Yu Ze crossed out "rag doll" and changed it to hand bones, and marked six fingers beside it.

Chu Liuxiang stared at him absent-mindedly, thinking about his friendship with Gu Xichao.

It seemed a bit perfunctory to say it.

"He also said that he received a note saying he wished his daughter a happy birthday, but his daughter's birthday was in Lixia, and it's almost Liqiu now, and..."

"Wait!" Yu Ze stretched out his hand and made a "stop" tidying up, and asked with burning eyes: "If this note is true..."

Chu Liuxiang blinked her eyes before she realized it.

Mouth silently.

illegitimate daughter.

Yu Ze raised his lips and smiled, drawing a circle around "Daughter" and "Li Xia".

"Perhaps the note does not refer to the third girl of the Hou Mansion who was born in Lixia."

"And Zhou Nie—" Chu Liuxiang's IQ finally went online at this moment, "He said he received his wife's head, but he didn't receive a note, but I don't think he's telling the truth."

"Coincidentally, I think so too."

Yu Ze ticked next to Zhou Nie, put down his pen, and felt that he seemed to have missed something.

Just when he frowned and thought, Chu Liuxiang spoke.

"By the way, what's in your jar of wine?"

What are you afraid of!

Yu Ze froze, and said as if nothing had happened: "There is nothing, it's just pure wine. The wine was given to me after the banquet. It must have been swapped..."

While talking, Yu Ze looked at Chu Liuxiang out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was lost in thought, he was afraid that he would ask more questions, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "They held down the wine until after the banquet, probably to prevent similar It’s meaningless to think about it now, please help me think about it quickly, I always feel that what Zhou Nie and Hou Yuanling said is not quite right.”

Hearing that Chu Liuxiang really didn't bother about the wine jar anymore, Yu Ze couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do you still remember—at that time Zhou Nie kept asking who did it, and Hou Yuanling didn't refute it."

After a while, Chu Liuxiang suddenly said.

Yu Ze's eyes lit up and he straightened up.

"That's right, the fourteen altars of wine flowed from Cangwu's hands. Even if something happened, they would think of Cangwu first, but they kept asking who it was, that is to say, they In my heart, I guessed that Cang Wu is not the murderer."

"No doubt they must know something."

Chu Liuxiang said in a deep voice.

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