C8 Mandarin Duck Killed

Under the meticulous care of Mo Yitong, Yu Zixuan's injury healed surprisingly quickly, but in just ten days, he was able to ride a horse and shoot arrows. Mo Yitong was extremely happy, but she did not relax about the serial murders.

Mo Yitong, disguised as a girl, and Yu Zixuan walked into the restaurant. The old crow from last time came with an exaggerated smile, "Young masters, come here and have some wine. Where do you want this girl to accompany you?"

Mo Yitong and Yu Zixuan were pushed to the same seat by the old crow. Mo Yitong felt disgusted again, so she just sat there silently.

Yu Zixuan helplessly looked at the old crow and said, "We wish to meet Lady Lovers."

The moment Yu Zixuan finished his sentence, the old crow's smile froze, and he fell to the ground, completely oblivious to it.

"Hey, what's going on? I'm talking to you!" Only then did the old crow calm down and pick up the handkerchief. He said: "Young masters, you should take a look. The Spring Pavilion is not just a Lovers, it's a lot better than that Lovers. How about I call a few of them over for you guys to pick?

Mo Yitong scolded the old crow's ancestor a hundred thousand times in disdain, saying, "How much money do you want? Just tell me!"

The old crow gave an embarrassed smile and hurriedly poured some wine for Mo Yitong, saying, "Young master, it really isn't a matter of how much money we spend. Even if you give me ten thousand taels of gold right now, the mandarin ducks won't be able to come out and see you."

"What!" Mo Yitong slammed the table, scaring the old crow out of his wits, causing the entire jug of wine to fall to the ground.

Yu Zixuan understood a little after hearing the old man's words. He took out some silver and put it into the old man's hand. He said in a low voice, "Lady Boss, let's talk later."

The old crow was delighted to see that he had silver taels, but his hands were shaking as he said in a flustered manner, "Good, good."

The three of them arrived at the backyard of He Chun Restaurant. The old crow said softly, "Young masters, to be honest, the mandarin duck has already gone …" As he spoke, he wiped away the tears in his eyes.

"How could that be?" Mo Yitong could not believe her ears. Ten days ago, Zuo Zuo and she had just arrived here, and seeing how healthy that mandarin duck was, it seemed that it was not the least bit sickly.

"This... Can you not tell me? "

"No way!" Yu Zixuan fiercely grabbed the old crow's arm, took out his identity card and showed it to the old crow: "Speak!"

When the old crow saw the sign, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. "This old servant had eyes but did not recognize Mount Tai and did not recognize you. Please forgive me, General!" As he spoke, he kowtowed again.

Yu Zixuan shook his sleeves: "Forget it, stand up and explain to me clearly about the Lovers."

He started to stammer: "A few days ago, I was upstairs greeting guests while my maid, Little Juan, was calling me. After talking about the guests, I hurriedly ran down to find someone to serve the guest, but the guest was not satisfied and wanted to see the mandarin duck. I helplessly ran up to the second floor to find the mandarin duck, but as soon as I opened the door, I saw the mandarin duck lying on the ground with an ashen complexion. I pushed her with my hand, causing my body to stiffen..." The more the old crow spoke, the more afraid he became.

"Heavens, how could this be?" Mo Yitong clenched her fists in anger. Was there no proof that the mandarin duck died not long ago?

Yu Zixuan pondered for a while, then asked the old crow, "Lady Boss, may I ask where the body of Lady Yuan Yang is?"

The old crow said, "It's already cremated."

Yu Zixuan took two steps back and hammered the tree trunk on the side with his hand. He said guiltily, "Blame me. If I wasn't injured, how would I have …" Saying that, he sighed.

Mo Yitong pondered for a moment before saying, "Lady Boss, I would like to go to Lady Lovers' room to take a look."

"Alright, alright. No problem." The old crow quickly led the way. Mo Yitong and Yu Zixuan entered the room that the mandarin duck had been in. Nothing had changed, only a little gloomy.

"Come in."

"This old servant doesn't dare, this old servant is afraid." The crow stood outside, trembling, unwilling to come in.

Mo Yitong also gave up, and immediately used her spying ability to look around, seeing the scene before her, the scene then immediately surfaced. The man who covered his face pushed open the window and poured some white powder into the teapot in the Lovers Room, leaving with lightness skill. However, Mo Yitong could clearly see that the mysterious person was wearing a jade pendant that was exactly the same as Third Master's dragon-blood jade pendant.

"Alright, let's go." After Mo Yitong finished reading, she walked out of the Spring Pavilion with Yu Zixuan and told Yu Zixuan about the scene she saw without missing anything.

Yu Zixuan shook his head helplessly and said with a serious expression, "Now that all the clues have been cut off, what should we do!"

Mo Yitong was even more disappointed. She couldn't throw the blame pot on her back away.

At this moment, Zuo Zuo ran over with a head full of sweat. When he saw the two of them, he gasped for breath and said, "Yitong, General, I know, I know!"

"What do you know?" Mo Yitong asked in a loose voice. Now that everything was no longer important, she could no longer throw away her 'black pot' no matter what.

"I got it, I checked an ancient book, so that dragon-blood jade pendant is the inherited treasure of the previous dynasty's royal family!"

"Oh?" Mo Yitong's interest was piqued. "What else do you know?"

Zuo Zuo shook his head: "No, I just, I can go check out the tomb before we go, maybe I can find more information about the dragon-blood jade pendant."

Mo Yitong nodded thoughtfully. "You're right. We'll go tomorrow."

On the second day, Mo Yitong woke up early and put on her men's clothes that would allow her to move. The three of them started on the road to the former dynasty's tomb, which was currently located at the foot of the Tiger Fang Mountain. It was said that this place was an auspicious place during the former dynasty, and later became the tomb of a king after generations of kings had passed away.

The three of them could be said to have traversed the mountains and rivers. After traversing the rugged mountainous terrain, they finally arrived at the foot of the Tiger Fang Mountain at ten in the afternoon.

Zuo Zuo was in front, Mo Yitong and Yu Zixuan following closely behind.

"Brother Zuo Zuo, are you sure it's here?" Lili followed, the thorns everywhere, and it was hard to walk.

"It's written in the book. It's on the cliff over there."

As expected, the three of them arrived at the cliff face. Zuo Zuo looked left and right, then fiercely kicked on a protruding rock. Then, with a bang, a round hole appeared on the smooth cliff face.

The three of them cautiously made their way inside. Mo Yitong was even more cautious after one round of travel. Every step she took, she had to make sure if there were any traps in front of her.

After walking for more than 300 meters, the three of them passed through many curved holes and became darker and quieter. Zuo Zuo took out a flint from his chest and hit it a few times. Soon, he found a spot to light the fire on the wall and the cave immediately lit up.

Then, when the fire lit up, Mo Yitong felt a gust of wind behind her, and the three of them quickly bent down. Then, Mo Yitong lit up, and felt a gust of wind behind her, and the three of them quickly bent down, and a few darts with red ropes flashed and solidly hit the wall.

"Yitong, be careful." Zuo Zuo said.

"Yes." Mo Yitong nodded and the three of them walked forward cautiously. Yu Zixuan's hand was holding Mo Yitong's hand tightly without anyone noticing. Mo Yitong didn't break away, and just pulled on it. When Wu Tie saw this, a bitter smile appeared on his face, but he didn't say anything and could only pretend that he didn't care.

Every time they passed through a partition, Zuo Zuo would light a lamp. Although it was still dim, it was never too dark.

Mo Yitong turned around and smiled at Yu Zixuan, "It's alright, I'm not afraid."

"Be careful!" Suddenly, Zuo Zuo, who was walking in front, shouted. There was only the sound of a sword being pulled out, followed by a quick cut. Mo Yitong was too scared to open her eyes, so Yu Zixuan held Mo Yitong tightly in his arms.

"It's okay, it's a poisonous snake." Zuo Zuo turned around and said. As expected, there was a pile of snake corpses under her feet. Most of them were cut into two by Zuo Zuo, and dark red blood flowed out. Mo Yitong could only be careful not to step on those poisonous snakes.

"This is too scary." Mo Yitong's courage was not small. She had explored countless times, but never once had she been as ghastly and frightening as she was now.

"It's fine." Yu Zixuan touched the back of Mo Yitong's hand and patted it lightly a few times. "Don't worry, we will protect you from the front and back."

Mo Yitong turned her head and looked deeply at Yu Zixuan. She nodded and relaxed a little.