Chapter 131: Killing with a Borrowed Knife
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Carefully folding the piece of cloth and placing it in his chest, Song Weichen remained expressionless without saying a word, and took out his own handkerchief for Li Qingshui to wipe it with. Tears, then she stood up slowly on her legs and walked towards the bed near the door where she had slept before.
Obviously before leaving home on the tenth day of the lunar month, she was worried that she would never come back, but in the end, she never came back.
Obviously the two knew each other for only a day, but at the last moment of her life, she expressed her love in a blood letter.
Is it a friend? Definitely.
If we can all get out alive, we are friends who share life and death.
Four or five steps away from the bed, Song Weichen suddenly paused, swaying, coughing out a mouthful of blood, then his body went limp, and he gradually fainted to the ground.
Although it was a one-sided relationship, I was still sad and sad.
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When she woke up again it was the afternoon of the next day. She was lying on the bed and covered with a quilt. Seeing that she was awake, Li Qingshui came over with a bowl of still warm soup.
"Are you okay?"
Slowly sitting up and taking the bowl in her hand, Song Weichen forced a smile and shook his head.
Seeing that she was awake, the plump girl also nudged closer to her. She looked at Song Weichen with vigilance and defensiveness, and then tugged on Li Qingshui's sleeves, gesturing for her to follow him.
“Yesterday, the girl ran into a wall and died after talking to her for a while. I am afraid that this person is not clean, and she also associates with those bad people. If she doesn’t want her brains to be splattered on the floor, stay away from her. ”
The fat girl couldn't help but drag Li Qingshui away. The other one didn't even look at her, leaving Song Weichen in peace.
She only thinks that human nature is interesting. They are all goods waiting to be sold in a vat. If they don’t conspire together to fight for their lives, they still have the energy to suspect and exclude them.
Unfortunately, this is not the time to lament human nature, let alone feel sad. She must find a way to convey the message. She must let Si Chen's hidden pile in the ghost market know of her existence, and then try her best to survive and wait for rescue.
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“Are you sure it’s really her? Don’t arrest the wrong person.”
"It's true, I went to Xuannv Pavilion last night. The girl's appearance and piano skills are exactly as you described."
Hearing this, he snorted disdainfully and dressed in black with a guest mask. The cloaked magpie came out of his mouth, although the news that Wangyue Tower had lost its gold medalist was already flying all over the sky - Si Chen's house seemed calm on the surface, but I heard that in private a dragnet had been cast.
But if she didn't go there personally to confirm, she would still feel uneasy. Now it was better, and a big worry in her heart was gone.
When Magpie thought about how Song Weichen had slapped her several times, she gritted her teeth with hatred and wished she could skin her and extract her bones with her own hands.
“It’s done, it’s the rule here to clear the money and goods.”
The clerk, who was rummaging under the counter with his head down, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden counter.
Magpie placed a bag of broken silver on the spot where the clerk had knocked, "Dian, thanks to your master's help in pulling the strings this time. By the way, why haven't you seen your master?"
"Seventh Dong has always only been in the pharmacy business, so my master naturally wants to avoid suspicion. Seeing that you are a regular customer, the Seventh Guild Master will help you reveal the information to Thirteenth Dong. We will not be involved in any other matters."
The boy was still rummaging for something and did not get up. He just raised his hand to fumble on the counter to take away the money bag, but Magpie held down the money bag again and said, "Are you really sure you sent her in? No one can come out alive from that place?”
“It’s a hell on earth.”
The clerk took the bag of broken silver away from Magpie's hand, "Thirteenth Cave sells goods every ten days. If you don't believe it, you can go see it in person. The next sale will be tomorrow."
Magpie Points He turned around to leave, but the guy straightened up and suddenly grabbed his sleeve.
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“What do you want to do?!”
Although I have been here many times, it is a ghost market after all, so Magpie is inevitably frightened.
"Add more money." "What? The most important thing in the ghost market is trust! Are you trying to blackmail someone while your master is not around?"
Hearing this, the clerk in the shop sneered. , fixedly looked at Magpie - he was originally a young man with a handsome face, but unfortunately there was a scar from his eyebrow to his ear, which made him look a little more sinister.
"My noble man, you also know that the ghost market values trust, why do you hide information from us? That girl's background is not simple. She is not only the gold medal luthier of Wangyue Tower, but she may also have some connections with the Third Division. It has nothing to do with it, am I right?”
“If you tell the truth, my master will never pull the strings, and Thirteenth Dong will not dare to kidnap anyone, so you deliberately concealed the information and used the knife to kill people.”
The clerk pulled the magpie towards him and said, "There is a lot of turmoil outside now. I'm afraid we have offended some big shot that we shouldn't offend. But the matter has come to this, and we can't let her leave alive. We have helped you so much, shouldn't we add more help?" Money?”
The waiter looked at her like a sinister snake and felt goosebumps on his back. He trembled and took out two silver ingots and put them on the counter, “Is that enough?”< br>
The guy didn’t say anything, but his hand didn’t loosen even a little bit. The magpie swallowed and took out another gold ingot, “I only have these.”
“Please don’t come here again, noble man. The shop can’t afford it.”
The waiter let go of his hand, and the magpie left in a hurry.
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Song Weichen sat cross-legged and gestured with the hairpin on the sheets. She was trying to recall the route she had taken in the ghost market.
I live in the Thirteenth Cave now. I went out last night and went all the way up to the No.3 Cave. The No.3 Cave is across the pile of stalls, and the No.2 Cave is on the left. If the inference is correct, the strange caves in this ghost market must be arranged in order. , the number goes smaller as you go up.
She remembered the words on those flags. Xuannv Pavilion was "C", Luoyang Jinkou was "Yi", and what she saw at the door of the wooden house last night was "Gui Bing". Could it be that they were arranged using the heavenly stems? ? Following Bingtuozi every day, she had heard a little bit of all the mystical knowledge.
The ten heavenly stems are A, B, C, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui. If A corresponds to one and B corresponds to two, Gui is ten in order. I am currently in the thirteenth cave, so the sign on the flag is "Gui" "C", Song Weichen slapped his thigh, yes! I'm such a clever little kid!
Therefore, if Chu Shi is right, then if you look at the entire ghost market, there may be places with dried albizia flowers, and there must be a banner with the word "Geng" written on it at the entrance of the cave!
Song Weichen made up his mind to take advantage of the opportunity to go out to play music and find a way to go there.
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Watching the magpie leave coldly, the scar-faced waiter carefully put away the money, pondered for a moment, got up and went to close the store door, only to see that a sign with the word "庚" on the door was already a little thin. Old.
After closing the door, the scar-faced guy walked to the dark river and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him, then headed towards Thirteen Cave.
Sneaking into the room of the Thirteen Secret Masters, the scar-faced man quickly closed the door. At that time, the man in the fanged mask was pacing in the room. When he saw him coming, he quickly waved, and the two of them came to the table and whispered.
“Brother Thirteen, we seem to be in big trouble.” The scar-faced guy spoke first.
"Have you heard about it too? There are rumors outside that various government offices are also looking for the missing violinist, and she herself said that Lord Sikong treated her as a younger sister. I don't know if it is true or not. Tsk, what is this girl like? What’s the origin?”
The scar-faced man looked solemn, “I heard about it too, and my boss asked someone to inquire privately, saying that Mr. Sikong himself admitted that he lost his godmother.”
After hearing this, the Thirteen Secret Masters couldn't help complaining, "What happened to the always cautious Seventh Master this time? Ordinary officials and merchants are naturally not afraid, but this kind of person... we can't touch him!"
"My master has been getting worse and worse recently, and I am afraid that he is unable to do many things. You think that the seventh master has checked the source of goods, so...sigh."
As he spoke, the scar-faced boy took out the bag from his arms. A gold ingot was gently placed in front of the Thirteen Secret Masters.
"The noble lady came here just now, and I forced her to increase the money. This business is too dangerous, and Qidong will not open its doors until the news is over. I will listen to you on what to do next. "
The Thirteen Secret Masters stared at the brilliant gold in front of him, the candles on the table dancing in his pupils.
“There is no turning back when you shoot, and letting her go will cause endless troubles!”
"I originally planned to raise her for a while and earn more money by performing at Third Uncle's place."
"Now it seems that tomorrow's fresh goods will be on the market, and it must be her!"