C39 Qi wenzhao is a heartless man

Ever since he made a ruckus with Qi Huaizhao last night, Mo Xian had not met him again.

Or perhaps, it was just Mo Xian alone who was making a fuss, as Qi Huaizhao did not even put this matter in his heart. He was like an emotionless person who never cared about the affairs of others.

That morning, Mo Xian woke up a little later. The wound on her arm was not as painful as last night, probably because Qi Huaizhao's medicine had taken effect.

Sometimes, she really couldn't guess what the man was thinking. He said that he didn't care if she lived or died, and he had saved her time and time again; Especially that glance he shot last night, he probably had no feelings whatsoever for Mo Xian. There were no ripples in his eyes.

There were eight tables on the first floor with four empty tables. Even if there were people at the remaining tables, they would not dare to speak loudly. The Penglai Inn was dead silent.

Yesterday, before going to sleep, almost everyone saw the miserable state of the waiter. Blood spattered and fresh red flesh seemed to be in front of their eyes. Everyone was panicking; there was actually no one who wanted to order meat for themselves.

"It's all your fault, if you did not pour the wine on the knife scar's body, how could it have caused this series of events?!" A sharp female voice pierced the silence like a sharp sword.

The crowd looked up curiously. The commotion seemed to have taken place on the third floor, in the corridor outside the second floor.

A young woman with her hair tied up in a bun was pushing the little girl. The little girl only had a long braid tied behind her back, and her body was thin and weak. She had her head down, making her look very easy to bully.

Mo Xian could only see her fair skin and pointy chin from afar.

Thinking about that day, it really did start with her.

The young woman wanted to chase her away. "Luri, you jinx, you're a disaster everywhere you go! That year, I should have died outside. Why did I have to come back and drag the entire Lu family down! "

It was only then that Mo Xian realized that this little girl called Lu Rui did not travel alone. It was only because she was always alone, that Mo Xian misunderstood.

Even if her family were present, they actually wouldn't help her out. Now, they were actually blaming her.

Mo Xian seemed to see Lu Rui's hands move, and clenched into fists. She was not afraid of the person in front of her, but she did seem to dislike her.

"Sister-in-law, if I died outside that year, would the things you did be buried underground forever?"

The young woman's hand was raised high in the air, and a palm landed on her face. Even the sound of the slap could be heard downstairs.

"Rui, one more word, I will not tear your mouth apart!"

The young woman started to move forward again, but Rui took a step back, and the woman's body was caught in her arms.

"If you don't want anyone to know, don't do it." That was all she said as she turned and walked into the room, slamming the door behind her.

The one hugging the young woman was a middle-aged man. He was coaxing the woman in a low voice, as if he was a loving couple. However, only Mo Xian saw Lu Rui look at the man before she went in.

This seemingly weak Lu Rui was not simple at all.

Mo Xian suspected that perhaps he went the wrong way from the beginning. Actually, many times the simplest truth would appear to be the most impossible one.

Could the culprit be Lu Rui, who was seduced by the knife scar?

Mo Xian slowly retracted her gaze, but inadvertently fell into the deep eyes of the man on the second floor. She was startled, and looked away without a trace.

Mo Xian decided to think in a different direction. She went to look for Kang Zhou, a man wearing a bamboo hat. Because she remembered that he had said that she was called Leng Xiao, but Jiang Huaige and the yamen called him Kang Zhou.

Now that he thought about it, he was truly terrified.

Why did Jiang Huaige call him Young Master Kang, but he did not refute, and accepted the name? The mystery seemed to be solved quickly, but it also seemed to be shrouded in fog.

Mo Xian went up to the second floor and knocked on the door. No one knew what the person inside was doing, and it took a long time for him to open the door.

She lamented once again that she had used her man's identity extremely well. Otherwise, Kang Zhou would not have let her in.

Seeing it was her, Kang Zhou was startled, and Mo Xian could also clearly see the face under the conical bamboo hat. There was a very deep scar on his forehead, at first glance, he looked similar to the knife scar s.

"What is it?" His tone was the same as Qi Huaizhao, cold to the point that even people would not pay with their lives.

Mo Xian raised his eyebrows: Young Noble Kang, why don't you invite me in to take a seat? Or Master Leng? "

The man froze, the fingers on the door curled slightly. "Who are you?"

He began to be vigilant, and Mo Xian felt that he had a secret more and more.

"Shouldn't I be asking you this? Which one are you? "

The man sighed and said, "Come in."

Then, Mo Xian found out from him that a very ordinary rich young master ran away from home. He was the eldest son of a wealthy family, Kang Zhou. Because he did not like the arrangements of his family, he wanted to follow his own wishes and become a swordsman.

However, his family needed him to inherit a huge fortune. Kang Zhou also had a second brother, but he was too weak and sickly to be entrusted with a big task, so the heavy burden naturally fell on him.

The day before the ceremony, when he was only fourteen years old and had not yet reached the age of one.

He wandered outside and met with a few experts who changed his style of martial arts. He had changed his name, and was now roaming around helping the strong and helping the weak until this day.

After Mo Xian finished listening, he felt that the story he was telling was very reasonable, but it was too logical. It was actually a little dull.

In the end, he was still Kang Zhou.

"What's that scar on your forehead?" For some reason, Mo Xian was very curious about this.

His expression froze for a moment and quickly returned to normal, "A martial artist with injuries is a very normal thing."

Mo Xian nodded, showing that she understood, and since she could not get anything out of him, she took her leave.

Just when he came out of Kang Zhou's room, he met a man dressed in a white robe. It was Qi Huaizhao. His pair of delicate eyes were cold. Mo Xian ignored him and directly walked past him.

"You seem to enjoy entering and exiting a man's room." On the first step of the stairs, Mo Xian heard cold words coming from behind.

He was really sarcastic.

Mo Xian did not reply. Her footsteps did not stop, and her slim figure quickly disappeared into the stairs.

Qi Huaizhao's hands that were at his sides tightened, then loosened, and followed along.

Just as Mo Xian reached the first floor, he saw several yamen wearing black and red uniforms talking at once.

"It's him! He's the one who killed them. I can see him very clearly!" He broke out of his room in the middle of the night and killed the knife scar with his blade! "

It could not be that they had broken through the door and entered. The knife scar's door was intact and these people had all gone mad. In order to get out as soon as possible, they had reported all the suspicious people as murderers.

"That Lu Rui definitely isn't a good person. Maybe she seduced the knife scar and killed him!"

Mo Xian nodded, there was still a small possibility of this happening.

"Then I want to report Jiang Huaige! It's her, she's the devil! She killed Master Luo, she cut off his tongue! "

Mo Xian's attention was attracted by the voice, only to see that the person was already dancing with joy, laughing out loud, no one knew what he was talking about.

She frowned, with just a word from Jiang Huaige, he made her go crazy? What kind of background did he have? When she approached him that day, he was just an ordinary girl.

Suddenly, she felt someone tugging at her clothes. She turned around and saw Li Yaoxing standing behind her, her sister Li Feng by his left side, looking at Mo Xian warily. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

They were the ones who came to look for her, and yet they had an expression of wariness for her?

"What's the matter?"

Li Yaoxing stepped forward and whispered a sentence into her ear, "I found out about the relationship between the man in Sky No. 1 Room on the fifth floor and the knife scar."

As he spoke in a low voice, Mo Xian's interest was instantly piqued. She didn't think that she would receive so many informants all of a sudden.

Now, on the fifth day, if he were to drag things on any longer, everyone would die. He wondered if anyone would die tonight.

"His name is Wei Lu. I heard that when he went into the business, his wife was sick. After he finishes his business, we can raise money to treat her. Who knew that the knife scar would steal his goods. He came home empty-handed, and his wife died in front of his eyes. "

Mo Xian's main focus was on "The knife scar stole his goods". She squinted her eyes: "Was this knife scar a bandit before?!"

Li Yaoxing nodded, "Yes, I said later on that it was Jin Pan who washed his hands, surrendered to the yamen, and became a businessman."

Mo Xian felt that something was about to come out, but it just needed some clues.

If the knife scar was a bandit, then many things could be explained.

Thinking about it, she patted Li Yaoxing's head: "Hmm, well done, a good boy."

Li Yaoxing awkwardly slapped away her hands, his face slightly blushed, "I'm not a child."

"Alright, alright. You're a man that can support both heaven and earth."

Li Yaoxing was the most beautiful and cleanest child that Mo Xian had ever had in the Penglai Inn. If anything happened in the future, she wanted to protect him.

"Man?" A cold and low voice was heard, and the owner of the voice appeared before them.

Mo Xian could tell that it was Qi Huaizhao even without raising his head.

She purposely ignored him.

Li Yaoxing looked at Qi Huaizhao, "young master Qi has an objection?"

"Only by eating more can we prop up the heavens and support the earth." After Qi Huaizhao finished this sentence, the corner of his mouth faintly revealed a smile that seemed to be between right and wrong.

Mo Xian's brows twitched, she had actually forgotten, Qi Huaizhao's venomous tongue was not human.

She angrily glared at him and said in a low voice: "You are just a child, don't make things difficult for me. Moreover, I didn't offend you."

Qi Huaizhao pursed her lips, her pale lips revealing her concern for him, "Come to the same place as me at night."

Mo Xian paused, was this considered Qi Huaizhao admitting defeat first? Her heart suddenly softened as she replied, "Okay."

"Where are you going?"

"If you could, you would have asked directly earlier."

Qi Huaizhao's thin lips finally revealed a sincere smile.

Li Feng saw that they were talking, and pulled Li Yaoxing's sleeves. She did not like this beautiful and tall brother.

Li Yaoxing had no choice and said goodbye to Mo Xian and Qi Huaizhao.