Chapter 64 Entering the Inner Hall for the First Time
"I said it, do you believe it? Zhou Zhao."
Zhou Zhao was speechless. She lowered her head and her eyes fell on Qianmian's sleeves. Under this layer of black brocade clothes, there were the same red spots as hers.
If they were just acquaintances for the first time, why would they be like this?
If it is an old acquaintance, why is it just here?
She didn't talk to Qianmian anymore, and strode towards the corridor leading to Ye Xuan's study. Liu Huang raised his hat slightly, glanced at Qianmian, quickly put the hat down, and trotted to follow. Zhou Zhao.
Qianmian stood there, silently looking at the backs of the two of them.
He put one hand on the other. If Zhou Zhao were here, he would definitely find that the red spot was where his finger fell.
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When I came out of the underground chamber, the morning light from the east lit up the sky, dimming the Big Dipper stars that had not yet receded.
The koi in the water lily tank fluttered and bubbled, as if frightened by the howling in the front yard.
Zhou Zhao caught a glimpse of the linen mourning clothes hanging aside, stretched out his hand to pull it on, and when he raised his eyes, the corners of his eyes turned red.
She walked quickly and arrived in front of the mourning hall.
Ye Bai worked quickly, and jute cloths and white flags were hung everywhere in the hall master's house.
There was a large black coffin placed in the center of the meeting hall of Xuanwu Hall. Han Dashan led four shirtless men, wearing sackcloth and mourning, crying to the heavens and the earth. , great blessings to the sky! ”
He cried until his nose burst into tears, and he danced strangely, racking his brains and memorizing the good words he knew.
Zhou Zhao was even worried that his next sentence would be to say that he would be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains.
Just when Han Dashan couldn't think of the next word, a young girl in white jumped out ringing a bell, followed by a group of beautiful girls behind her, babbling and jumping up, so sad and heartbreaking. The sound made Zhou Zhaodu's nose sore.
Sure enough, those who can do tricks and deceive rich young men are all capable of being hypocritical.
It would be nice if they only flirted with each other affectionately from time to time, otherwise Zhou Zhao would always feel like Ye Xuan was visiting a brothel in the mourning hall.
In Qianmian's absence, she was "dead" for the first time in Tianying City. She really couldn't figure out whether this was a unique funeral ceremony here.
Zhou Zhao walked in and put incense on the spiritual plane. Zhang Miaoshou, who was kneeling below, couldn't help but look up at her. He saw the Xuanwu Order hanging on her waist, and saw Ye Bai following her respectfully step by step, feeling in his heart I couldn't help but regret it.
Yaoshou! If I had known I had given away gold yesterday, I would have given more.
After Zhou Zhao finished putting on the incense, he turned around and looked at Han Dashan who was panting from exhaustion and said, "Huang Sanbai was killed last night, and Tianxu is now leaderless. Han Dashan treats the hall master with filial piety. From today on , you are the leader of Tianxu Village.”
Han Dashan suddenly raised his head, what a huge piece of pie! It hit his ancestors so hard that stars appeared in their eyes!
"Sister Zhao!"
Han Dashan was very excited. Sister Zhao's thighs were thicker than Tianyingshan's, so why did she ask him to hug her upright? In the future...
Zhou Zhao's scalp was numb at the sight of him. At her funeral on the 15th, there was no need for such a "filial son and virtuous grandson" who memorized the words!
She thought, with a straight face, and did not give Han Dashan any chance to hit the snake with a stick. She nodded to Ye Bai, led Liu Huang out of the mourning hall, and did not stop until he reached the corner. After waiting for three seconds, Xie Ling hurried over.
"Hall Master!" Xie Ling raised his head in surprise, "Are you waiting for me? I can still follow Master Ahuang..."
Liu Huang's scalp went numb and he took a step away from Xie Laosi and stood on the other side of Zhou Zhao.
Zhou Zhao's ears moved slightly, but he didn't notice anyone listening in the corner. He lowered his voice and said, "I have something here that only you can do. Start your investigation from Tiandou Village and try your best to find out the origins of everyone in the city. If convicted of absconding, what is the crime? ”
"If I am wronged here, what wrong is there? What evil have I done when I came to this city? Try to complete it before July 15th. I will be of great use by then."
Xie Ling is an upright man, with the law in his heart and reason in his eyes. There is no need for such a person to be buried for the rest of his life because of the Cheng Yuyuan case.
Xie Ling went out of the city on July 15th to present a book to Zhao Yizhou. He would have a future in the future, and their acquaintance was not in vain.
"Especially those who have not joined the Twelve Outer Villages, can you possibly do it?"
Xie Ling took a deep look at Zhou Zhao and nodded seriously, "I can."
He has been in Tianying City for many years, and he has his own way of doing things. He can't fight, but he can ask for information.
Zhou Zhao said that he did not stay too long because of Xie Ling. Although it was not long ago that they steamed the bones and performed an autopsy and solved the knot between Xie Ling and Cheng Yuyuan, her time was really too tight. There is no way to stop, you have to keep moving forward...
Liu Huang had been following Zhou Zhao silently, and was secretly relieved to see that she didn't arrange for him like she arranged for Xie Ling.
The two of them walked towards the inner hall until they reached the foot of Tianying Mountain before stopping.
"Who is coming? You are not allowed to enter the inner city without permission!"
Zhou Zhao took off the Xuanwu Hall master's token from his waist and said to the guard, "Zhou Zhao, the new master of Xuanwu Hall, has something important to report to the city lord in the inner hall."
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Seeing Zhou Zhao's tender face, the guard couldn't help but look at her a few more times, turned the token over and over again, and then gave it back to Zhou Zhao.
"Hall Master Zhou can go all the way up the mountain road to the City Lord's Mansion. Don't walk randomly on the way to avoid intruding into places you shouldn't go and causing misunderstandings."
Zhou Zhao nodded, crossed the sentry post and walked towards the inner city.
The entire inner city is a Tianying Mountain.
Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, there is a stone staircase connecting to the sky.
Zhou Zhao raised her right hand and stretched out her thumb and index finger to measure the distance. She was only a short distance away from destroying Tianying City.
"Ah Huang, let's go up the mountain."
Pines, cypresses and locust willows are planted on both sides of the steps. In the summer morning, birds chirp and insects chirp. Occasionally, a squirrel even jumps over the stone steps. If not from a distance, you can see a person with a broken arm and a limp hidden in the grass. The strange stone carvings made Zhou Zhao almost think that she was on an outing in the suburbs of Beijing.
After walking a few steps, Zhou Zhao stopped.
She turned her head and looked to the right side of the stone staircase, where she could vaguely see a courtyard with the word "Yao Guang" engraved on the door plaque.
Qian Mian should have returned here and changed from Zhu Li to the master of Yaoguang Hall.
Different from the noisy and lively scene in the outer city, the number of people in the inner Qitang is very small, and everyone is an elite. They have been walking for so long without encountering even a single person.
Zhou Zhao thought, turned around, and wanted to climb up.
The mountain was not as high as expected. When I stepped on the last step, I saw a simple farmhouse. In the courtyard behind the fence, an old man with a white beard, wearing a white middle coat, was seriously studying. Practicing boxing.
His punches were slow, like a spring breeze.
But Zhou Zhao could see what kind of terrifying power it contained. If a punch hit her, it would immediately hurt her heart, which would be difficult to cure with medicine or stone.
Zhou Zhao's heart trembled. Could it be that the person in front of him was Qin Tianying, the lord of Tianying City?
She sat silently on the big bluestone aside, waiting for the old man to finish practicing his boxing.