Dajingzhen Xuansi

"No, I'm here, I just want to ask you some questions!" Hang Tianyi said.

Zhao finally couldn't hold back: "What happened to Master?"

"He's dead!" Hang Tianyi said.

Zhao's face was paler than Shicai's, her body trembled so badly that she staggered and almost fell.

Hang Tianyi was going to support her, but he stretched out his hand and finally stopped in the air, not knowing what to do.

"How could this be?" Zhao's eyes were full of tears.

Hang Tianyi said: "He let you live here, and let Zhao An follow your surname. This is to protect you, so..."

For a moment, Hang Tianyi didn't know what to say.

"No, I must bring back the master's body and bury it in a splendid manner!" At this time, Mrs. Zhao could hear what Hang Tianyi said.

Hang Tianyi could understand, after all, the Zhao family was very sensitive about Zhou Kui.

From her behavior, it can also be seen that she loves Zhou Kui very much, even though there is a big age difference between them.

Hang Tianyi has long understood that when commenting on a person, one cannot simply distinguish between good and bad.

On the outside, Zhou Kui may be slick and slick, and he has done a lot of bad things, but at home, he must be a good husband.

"If you show up, you will be exposed, which will disappoint him!" Hang Tianyi knew it was cruel.

But some things have to be faced.

Life and death have always been the most tormenting.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao became even more short of breath, and there was a look of struggle in her eyes. Obviously, it was not an easy decision to make.

But at this moment, Zhao An's voice came from outside: "Mother, mother..."

After hearing these two calls, Mrs. Zhao finally made up her mind not to see Zhou Kui for the last time.

Everything is for the children!

"The official came today, presumably not just to talk to the women?" Zhao said.

Hang Tianyi sighed and asked, "Did Zhou Kui say anything about famous paintings in front of you?"

"Famous paintings?" Zhao's face was full of doubts.

The little fire of hope in Hang Tianyi's heart was extinguished in Zhao's expression until there was nothing left.

"He didn't mention the famous painting, but one night, he locked himself in the room for a long time, and said, 'So that's the case, so the person in this painting turned out to be you'. That night, the master was a little excited !” Zhao said.

Hang Tianyi's heart trembled suddenly. It seemed that the secret that Wu Qiming knew was probably the identity of the beauty in the painting.

But, what is the identity of the beauty in this painting?Why would it lead to murder?

Hang Tianyi thought for a while, but he couldn't figure it out. He asked again: "Did you say anything else?"

Zhao is not a fool, she is grateful to Hang Tianyi in her heart.

Tried hard to remember, but still didn't give Hang Tianyi any useful clues.

At this point, Hang Tianyi is not without gains.

The Yamen handles the corpses. If no one claims them, they can only go to the mass graves.

Hang Tianyi told Zhao the time when Zhou Kui's body was hauled away, and the specific burial place, and asked her to go to the mass grave to find Zhou Kui's body.

To be able to tell Mrs. Zhao these things, Hang Tianyi had already planned everything when he came here.

Mrs. Zhao originally thought that she would not have the chance to see Zhou Kui for the last time, but when she heard this, she thanked her again and again, and was so excited that she couldn't describe it.

When he came out of Zhao's courtyard, Hang Tianyi couldn't help but secretly sighed.

People living in this world will always be bound by such and such things.

But it is precisely because of these ties that people can live like a person.

"Forget it, let's forget about these philosophical questions for the time being. What kind of identity do the people in the painting have? Why are Hu Ri'ang and Zhou Kui so excited?"

Hang Tianyi murmured to himself, and at this moment his thoughts turned quickly.

To clarify this problem, perhaps, he should go to the richest man, Lian Bufan, after all, he has three pictures of five beauties in his hand.

This scumbag probably knows the identity of the beauty in the painting!

If he didn't know, why would he collect Wumeitu?Is it really for the treasure?

Treasures are unnecessary, but there is no doubt that scumbags like beauties.

Hang Tianyi suspected that the beauty in the painting might be someone who had a relationship with him.

If this is the case, and two murder cases are involved, the probability that the scumbag is the murderer will skyrocket in an instant.

Suddenly, Hang Tianyi's breathing became rapid.

If Lian Bufan is really the murderer, then this trip to Lianfu, wouldn't he go to Longtan and Tiger's Lair?

Even if it was a dragon's lake and a tiger's den, he had to go through it. Hang Tianyi had no choice, so he sorted out his mood and moved on.

Dajing Capital covers a very large area, the imperial city is in the center, surrounded by the southeast, north and west, the streets are criss-crossed, the streets and alleys are connected to each other, as if there is no end.

Hang Tianyi was always arrested by Kyoto Prefecture, but he had never been to Lianfu.

Before going to Rongbaozhai, Lian Bufan almost lived in legends.

After Zuixianlou, he was so confused that he even got a little bit of joy. These things were obviously beyond what Hang Tianyi could think of.

"Please inform me that Hang Tianyi is coming to visit!" Hang Tianyi said to the doorman.

The servants of the Lianfu have always been extremely educated.

After Hang Tianyi notified, someone went in to report, without the slightest bit of contempt for other people's actions or expressions.

Not long after, the boy who went in to report came out: "My son is here!"

Hang Tianyi followed the man into the Lianfu, looked around carefully, and couldn't help feeling that it was indeed the mansion of the richest man. Although it was not as good as Wang Boduan's Prime Minister's Mansion, it was definitely the top existence in the capital.

Walking through a corridor and turning into the back yard, at this moment, the knife in Lian Bufan's hand was swirling at lightning speed in the open space in front.

The sword light intertwined vertically and horizontally, and the sword energy was confused. With him as the center, within a radius of ten feet, it was filled with a wave of energy.

Hang Tianyi's pupils shrank slightly, this extraordinary saber technique has really reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Although Hang Tianyi has never seen the legendary Sword Demon and Sword God, they must not be much more powerful than Lian Bufan, right?

Under the eaves at the back, Hang Tianyi also saw a person, that is Gu Yuanci, a painting idiot.

From this point of view, Lian Bufan's sword skills were practiced for Gu Yuanci to see, what a friend!

"Brother Lian is good at swordsmanship!" Hang Tianyi's voice came out, and Lian Bufan, who was practicing the sword, finally stopped.

"Brother Hang is here?" Lian Bufan had a gentle smile on his face, and there was an extraordinary aura when he raised his hands and feet.

Hang Tianyi nodded and smiled: "Such a visit is really abrupt!"

People who practice martial arts, the most taboo thing is to watch others practice swords or knives.

Lian Bufan waved his hands and smiled: "Brother Lian, don't worry, I'm practicing sword skills, I just come first to pass the time!"

The smile on Hang Tianyi's face remained undiminished: "Brother Lian is really polite. If you want your saber skills to be practiced casually, don't all practitioners in this world have the qualifications to practice sabers?"

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