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"Alan, why did you appear this time? And why did you bring us here?"

Hearing me ask her this, Alan raised her hand and covered her mouth and chuckled.

Her laughter was always as charming as hers, but on such a night, facing such charred broken walls, such gorgeous beauty, and such charming laughter did not make people feel at all. Instead, it felt an inexplicable sense of hideousness.

I calmed myself down.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you."

"Laughing me?" I became more and more confused, and looked at her curved smile: "What are you laughing at me?"

Alan laughed a few more times, then slowly lowered her hand and looked up at me: "Did you forget what you have said to me?"

"What did I say?"

"At that time, you were in Jixiang Village, so I asked me to do something for you."

"..." A light suddenly flashed in my mind.

She hugged her arms leisurely: "What, I still remember this person who does things. I forgot what you ordered as soon as I finished."

“…”

I didn't forget.

It’s just that time has passed so long that I think some things are no longer able to be investigated.

For example - Yue Qingying's whereabouts.

At that time, in Jixiang Village, I entrust her to find Yue Qingying's whereabouts, and then she left. When we met again, I had already decided to marry Pei Yuanxiu, but she left coldly without saying a word. So many years have passed, and this matter has become a unsolved case in my heart.

I didn't expect that she would mention this again now.

Since she mentioned it, that means-

I looked forward in surprise and looked at her: "Have you found that nun? Where is she?"

At this moment, the smile on Alan's face had completely restrained, and the coldness in her eyes once again appeared. She looked at me and said word by word: "She is dead."

“…”

I was stunned for a moment.

After a while, I couldn't believe my ears and looked at her: "What did you say?"

"She is dead."

“…”

"Killed."

“…”

“It’s been many years.”

“…”

The night wind once again blew over the coldness deep in the forest, blowing through my thin clothes and constantly flying in the air, like a melancholy thought that would leave my body at any time, drift away, and go away.

At that moment, I thought a lot, and when I came to my senses, I couldn't remember anything, just listening to Alan's voice that echoed repeatedly in my mind - she was dead!

Killed!

Many years!

...

An indescribable sting began to spread from my chest. I slowly felt a little breathless, and I was about to hold my tears out. After a while, I could barely look at her, and a hint of dampness was already stained with my voice: "Is it OK, is it true?"

Alan looked at me with an eyebrow raised: "I thought no one could doubt my ability."

My eyes widened, and my eyes were blank: "Who is it, kill her."

Her eyebrows raised a little higher: "Who do you think it would be."

“…”

"Who is it? If you have this opportunity and this is necessary, you want to kill her?"

"……I have no idea."

"You know."

She looked at me coldly, and the sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth became so dazzling in the night: "It's just that it's hard for you to face it. Your friend was killed by him. Fortunately, his bones were cold in the past year, but you had already decided to marry him."

“…”

"Now, do you want to ask who I am?"

I couldn't ask, at this moment I even lost all my reactions and perceptions. She was still talking. I only watched the two cherry red lips moving up and down, but I couldn't hear anything she was saying. There was a rushing sound in my ears, as if the blood in my body surged to the top of my head at this moment.

Almost suffocating and fainting.

It took a long time before Alan seemed to feel my strangeness. She frowned slightly at my pale face and looked at my godless eyes. She stretched out her hand and grabbed my shoulder and shook it: "Hey, are you okay?"

When she shook, it seemed that the tide suddenly subsided.

My ears could hear her voice again, but every word was so harsh.

"People have died, and have been dead for many years. If you are sad at this time, everything will be too late."

“…”

"All you have to do is realize this fact."

“…”

"Your good friend is dead!"

This sentence was like a heavy hammer hitting my head hard, and finally shocked me from the trance. I suddenly shuddered, looked up at her, and gasped slightly: "You said, is it Pei Yuanxiu, it was him, killed her?"

"That's right."

"You said, it was many years ago?"

"right."

“How many years ago?”

"Four years ago," she looked at me calmly, and tears almost immediately surged in my eyes, filling my eyes, but she still spoke the sharp knife-like words word by word, stabbed into my chest: "That is, you said, not long after you crossed the river and met her."

“…”

"If I guessed right, she should have been killed in that day or two."

“…”

I could no longer say anything. When tears fell from my eyes, they were like a hot flame, marking the pain on my skin.

Such pain also made me more awake and remember the past more clearly.

I remembered it all.

At that time, when I woke up, I asked Pei Yuanxiu about Yue Qingying's whereabouts. I asked him where the nun on the ship had gone, but he told me that he had not seen that person. After that, he said he would go and look for it, and then...

Then, there was no result.

I never doubted him. Although there were too many things worth my doubts about him at that time, because of his life-saving grace, raising grace, and even his tenderness to me, I couldn't and didn't dare to think deeply about it. He said he would go and I really believed that he would go and search.

But I didn't expect-

When he promised me that he would go and look for it, he had already marked that person into hell in his heart. Maybe at that time, Yue Qingying had already died in his hands!

I couldn't cry, only tears flowed silently, and my whole body kept trembling and trembling under the interweaving of hot tears and the cold wind.

Alan looked at me like this, frowned, and said for a while, "I said, so many years have passed, and her bones have turned into dust. No matter how sad it is, it is too late."

“…”

Her words were right, but at this moment, even if I convinced myself like this, I couldn't control my heartache.

Seeing me like this, Alan sighed.

It took me a long time to finally get out of the sad and sad mood, and look up at her: "Then how do you know?"

She looked at me with her arms in her arms and said calmly: "At that time, you asked me to check it out. Actually, I was suspicious of Pei Yuanxiu from the beginning."

"Why?"

"As you said, the boat was controlled by his people after arriving at the ferry in Jinling. He had sufficient staff, and in that situation, it was generally impossible for anyone to run away. Of course, there will be exceptions in everything. If it were Ye Fei and I, it would be easy for us to leave."

“…”

"But it is also difficult to do without realizing it."

“…”

"And I asked you if your friend can do kung fu. It seems that she can't. In other words, the chances of her escape are slim. It's very likely that she was caught by Pei Yuanxiu."

“…”

"He caught him, and you are looking for this person. If Pei Yuanxiu is normal, he should give you the person directly, but there is no. In other words, there is a secret behind this matter, and his actions are abnormal."

“…”

"So, I managed to inquire about the entry and exit of the dungeons in Jinling Mansion."

“…”

"Fortunately, although their people are usually very strict, the prison guard said everything after three glasses of wine."

“…”

"So I know that shortly after you arrived in Jinling, a body was transported out of the prison. It was a young woman with no hair and was killed by a knife. She died very simply. They transported her to the mass grave and buried her casually, without a coffin or an inscription. In this way, even if someone wanted to investigate, nothing could be found on the mass grave."

“…”

I clenched my fists and pinched the corner of my clothes hard in my palm.

But, besides this, I don't know what else I can do.

Yue Qingying...

Yue Qingying...

My friend, the woman who was abandoned by her parents, forgotten by her lover, and could not even stay in Huangze Temple, her life was not miserable. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, she could not even be a story, because there was no sigh of prosperity and long happiness that made people linger. In the vast sea of ​​people, she was the most ordinary floating duckweed, and no one cared about staying or passing away.

But she shouldn't have died like this!

She shouldn't!

I grabbed the corner of my clothes with force, almost breaking my fingertips hurt, and tears surged up again, blocking my throat.

I choked and said, "Why...why did he do this?"

“…”

"Why kill her?"

Alan looked at me crying in pain and only lowered her eyelashes. It seemed that such sorrow was common to her and would no longer move her. She said slowly: "This is something that I am very interested in."

“…”

"So, after knowing that the nun was dead, I didn't come to tell you immediately, but continued to investigate."

I looked up at her: "You, what did you find?"
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