The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

The moonlight is dim, and the leaves are whirling.

Under the night, Fu Zhenhong, Wu Zhi, and Wu Song, in the blind spot of Jin Jiawei's sight, jumped off the stone wall neatly and left the small house.

Fu Zhenhong followed Wu Zhi, and Wu Zhi followed the route drawn by Wu Song on the drawings, walking in the front.As for Wu Song, he was at the bottom behind Fu Zhenhong.

Whether it was Wu Zhi or Wu Song, they both chose to give Fu Zhenhong the relatively safe position in the middle with a tacit understanding.

In fact, with Fu Zhenhong's strength, he didn't need to be protected by Wu Zhi and Wu Song at all.But since the two brothers of the Wu family did this, Fu Zhenhong would naturally not take the initiative to say that she didn't need such care, and accepted this intention for nothing.

Furthermore, Fu Zhenhong didn't have such a strong desire to show off, he wasn't the kind of character who would deliberately emphasize his own strength.

He doesn't need to prove himself to others, and he doesn't think that being taken care of by others with a protective heart is a shameful thing for himself who has strength.

Wu Zhi said: "According to the current speed, we will arrive at Wang's house after another quarter of an hour."

The Wang family is the surname of the first woman who went to the pharmacy to see the wind and cold among the three women who committed suicide.Because this woman was the first person who came to the pharmacy to see the wind and cold that day, Wu Zhi naturally put the order at the top.

The Wang family's location is relatively remote, far from the central streets of Bianjing City.Fu Zhenhong and the three of them walked through a small forest and walked a small path before finally finding the Wang family.

Outside the small courtyard of the Wang family, ten golden armored guards were guarding in turn.

Long white silk is hung on the fence and door beams of the Wang family's courtyard.

There were several candles burning in the room.

As two of the windows were half-closed, the cool evening wind blew in and flickered the flames of the candles.

Fu Zhenhong and the three hid in the dark, looking at the figure printed on the window in the room.

Judging from the size of the outline of this figure, it is consistent with the woman who shopped with the woman that day.

The mother of a woman who committed suicide.

With her keen hearing, Fu Zhenhong heard a sob-like cry.

Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi looked at each other.

Wu Song said, "We can go in from the side of the kitchen."

Wu Zhi didn't speak, he looked at the ten golden armored guards guarding outside the yard, with some kind of thought flowing in his dark eyes.

Although Wu Zhi knew that since Wu Song had come to explore the way in advance, he must have found the best route to avoid the Jin Jiawei.

But even if they avoided the Golden Armored Guards when they went in, when they were looking for clues at the scene, they would definitely be distracted because they didn't want to be discovered by the Golden Armored Guards outside.In a sudden situation, it is inevitable that you may feel a little constrained in doing things.

Instead of this, it would be more convenient to directly stun these golden armored guards.

Wu Song didn't hear Wu Zhi's answer, so he called Wu Zhi: "Brother?"

Fu Zhenhong guessed what Wu Zhi was thinking. He looked at Wu Song at the side, and said in a flat tone, "Have you ever thought about knocking out the Golden Armored Guard and going in directly?"

Although for Zhenhong, it doesn't matter whether it's to get the Jinjiawei out before going in, or to avoid the Jinjiawei before going in.

After all, from a certain point of view, even if Fu Zhenhong entered the Wang's house directly from the front, Fu Zhenhong could still be silent, so that the golden armor guards would not be aware of it.

Wu Song paused for a moment: "Dizzy?" Grasping the key words in Fu Zhenhong's words, Wu Song thought of his elder brother's current ability, first glanced at the ten golden armored guards outside the courtyard, then looked at Wu Zhi, and asked Said: "Brother, are you preparing medicinal powder?"

Wu Zhi hummed.

Wu Song nodded his head when he heard the words, but the thoughts in his heart were unconsciously shifted.

Just now when the elder brother obviously didn't say anything, Pan Jinlian guessed what the elder brother was thinking. This kind of tacit understanding, even as the elder brother's younger brother, has never existed before.

Wu Song's mood suddenly became a little complicated.

But soon, he covered up this untimely change of mood.Then when Wu Song knocked out all the Jinjiaweis, he immediately followed them up.

When the three of them entered the room, they immediately saw the deceased's mother kneeling in front of the deceased's spirit card, muttering: "Lingling... Lingling..."

The woman focused on her daughter's spirit card, her gaze was fixed on the name on the spirit card, her eyes were dull, and her pupils were a little dizzy.

In such a trance state, the woman did not realize that there were already three more people in the main room.

She was dressed in mourning, with a white kerchief wrapped around her head, her hair was very messy, and she was obviously not in the mood to take care of it. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying too much, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at her, then turned her gaze to the spirit card that the other party was staring at.

On both sides of the spirit tablet, two white candles are lit respectively, and an incense burner is placed in the middle of the candles.

A faint fragrance wafts out of the incense burner, blending with the smell of scented wax, lingering in the air in the main room.

The aroma of this incense burner...

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips slightly, and looked at Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi also looked at Fu Zhenhong.

After the eyes of the two collided in the air, Wu Zhi nodded slightly, and then walked towards the wooden counter where the spirit card was placed.

It was also at this time that the woman suddenly discovered the existence of Fu Zhenhong and the others.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed in astonishment: "What do you want to do!" She immediately stood up, wanting to pull Wu Zhi to prevent Wu Zhi from approaching the spirit card.

However, just as the woman stood up, Fu Zhenhong tapped her acupuncture points, and she was frozen in place, unable to move.

Fu Zhenhong stood in front of the woman, leaned slightly, and said to her, "Don't worry, your daughter's spirit card will not be touched."

The woman frowned, "Who are you all, what are you doing here?" She said while staring at the mask on Fu Zhenhong's face: "You are wearing masks, don't you..."

Before the woman finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong took off the mask on her face.

The woman was caught off guard by seeing Fu Zhenhong's true face, and the rest of the words stuck in her throat in an instant.

Shocked by Fu Zhenhong's overly beautiful face at close range, the woman was stunned. It took several seconds before she realized, her lips moved, and she said, "Are you the doctor from the pharmacy..."

Wu Zhi also took off the mask on his face, took the woman's words and said: "He is my husband."

When the woman heard this, she looked at Wu Zhi, then at Fu Zhenhong, and said with a vigilant face: "Shouldn't you be guarded by the golden armor guards of Dali Temple! What do you want to do here?"

She had heard from the Golden Armored Guard outside the small courtyard that the doctor in the pharmacy might have some connection with her daughter's death.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the woman, and said in an unhurried manner: "Since your daughter committed suicide, why does she have anything to do with others?"

When the woman heard the words, she fell silent for a moment.

His expression became visibly depressed.

Indeed, her daughter's death had nothing to do with anyone else.It was the daughter herself who was wearing a red wedding dress, cut her wrist with a dagger in the middle of the night, and sacrificed her soul to the evil god.

This fact was in front of her eyes, and she couldn't allow her to deceive herself.

Thinking of her daughter's state of mind before her death, the woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, both with regret and fear.

Fu Zhenhong noticed the change in the woman's expression, and stared at the woman's collar for another two seconds.Immediately, when Wu Zhi checked the censer, he asked calmly: "Do you think that evil spirit is real?"

The woman lowered her eyes, "I don't know."

Fu Zhenhong laughed lightly and said, "Do you not know, or is it because you have something to hide so you can't answer?"

After finishing the words, he stretched out his hand and gently tidied up the messy temple hair on both sides for the woman.Afterwards, his hand slid slightly again, stroking the woman's hair hanging down her chest to the back, and his fingertips paused for a moment on the woman's collar.

Fu Zhenhong's body temperature was low, and in this night, her fingertips seemed even cooler than usual.This time, his actions were obviously gentle, but when his fingertips inadvertently touched the skin of the woman's neck, it made the woman feel an unreasonable coldness.

She was a little afraid to look at the man in front of her. She was so good-looking, which gave him a feeling that the other two men were more dangerous.

Just as the woman was thinking, Fu Zhenhong withdrew her hand at this moment, pulled out the long wooden bench beside her, and sat down directly.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the woman and said, "Tell me, tell me everything you know."

The woman, that is, Mrs. Wang, saw Fu Zhenhong's posture, her eyes flickered, as if she was considering how to speak.

Right now, she was hit by this man's acupuncture points, and she couldn't move at all, only her mouth could move.But even if she asked Jin Jiawei for help, it was useless.

After all, the fact that these three people came here in such a grand manner is enough to show that the Golden Armored Guards of Dali Temple can't stop them at all. Maybe the ten Golden Armored Guards outside have been fainted at this moment.

"You look very calm now, and you don't cry at all like you did just now." Fu Zhenhong's tone was ambiguous: "So does this mean that the side you showed just now is a disguise? "

"Or is it just me thinking too much, you just force yourself to calm down because you have to think about how to say it?"

When Wang listened, a few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

And after Fu Zhenhong said this, she never thought about confirming which of the above points was the reason for Wang's change.He just smiled slightly and repeated: "Tell me what you know."

After finishing the words, Fu Zhenhong specially added: "Including the whole process of your daughter's suicide last night, and what did your daughter do to catch the cold the night before you came to the pharmacy that day."

Wang's expression hesitated, and some kind of struggle appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong was not in a hurry, but said slowly, "Do you know that my family's doctor Wu is not only good at seeing doctors, but also can prepare various medicines."

He chuckled lightly, and said in a calm tone, "Some of the medicines concocted here can not only make people tell the truth, but also make people feel overwhelmed with pain."

Fu Zhenhong carefully reminded: "So you must not hide anything, let alone lie."

Wang Shi was startled when she heard this, and suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her scalp. If it wasn't for the acupoints being tapped at this moment, she might tremble uncontrollably.

But at this moment, in stark contrast to Wang's mood, was Wu Zhi on the side.He stopped the movement of the censer, recalling the few words in the sentence that Fu Zhenhong had just said, and the corners of his lips curved happily.