Ever since Lu Xiaofeng had grown a beard, it was as if the two strands of his beard were his treasures. Every time he was thinking, he would always unconsciously touch them.

He was now touching them. "As Uncle Hua said, other than Uncle himself, Hua Manlou, Kuchi, and the royal family of Han Haiguo, no one else knows the whereabouts of the Jade Buddha Of The Vast Seas."

As if he was deliberately singing a different tune from Lu Xiaofeng, Jin Jiu Ling, who had been hiding in an inconspicuous place, laughed loudly three times and walked into the crowd's field of vision. "So even you, Lu Xiaofeng, can be wrong. In reality, the Iron Shoe Bandit also knows, right?

Besides, I also know. "

In one sentence, not only did he mention the Iron Shoe Bandit, he also mentioned himself. Jin Jiu Ling was not at all afraid that others would misunderstand him as the Iron Shoe Bandit.

Lu Xiaofeng crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at him with a smile. "Jin Jiu Ling, then how did you know?"

Taking out a bronze token from his sleeve and showing it to everyone, Jin Jiu Ling generously said, "To be honest, after the Tsing Yi Lou mastermind, Hosho, was executed, the Tsing Yi Lou was taken over by the imperial court as an intelligence organization.

The night before yesterday, I received a secret report that Prince Peacock of Hanhai Province had crossed the border between the two countries and was rushing toward the Hua family in Jiangnan. If it weren't for the fact that he was not acclimatized and delayed his journey, he would have arrived as early as yesterday. "

Hearing Jin Jiu Ling's words, Hua Ruling anxiously clapped his hands. "Prince Peacock is coming?

But now the Jade Buddha Of The Vast Seas has been stolen. What should we do? "

To the side, Song Wencao took a step forward as if he had something to say. In the end, he sighed and supported Hua Ruling. "Brother Hua, don't be impatient. Your health is important."

Jin Jiu Ling also advised, "Hero Hua, take care of your health. Since the Iron Shoe Bandit will appear tomorrow, why don't we plan to capture him and bring him to justice?"

Would the Iron Shoe Bandit show up tomorrow?

Everyone whispered to each other. Some were suspicious, some were afraid, and most of them were puzzled.

Thus, Lu Xiaofeng helped everyone ask, "Then how did you, Jin Jiu Ling, know that the Iron Shoe Bandit will appear tomorrow?

Don't tell me it was some secret report that told you? "

Yang Muzhi, who had been standing side by side with Hua Manlou, felt Jin Jiu Ling's smiling eyes glance in his direction and said loudly, "Glass told me. Glass is a foreign object and is not commonly seen.

Everyone pays more attention to its craftsmanship, but you forgot that it can reflect the objects reflected on it. "

As he spoke, he took two steps closer to the high platform and pointed his finger at the high platform. There were eight words written on it: "Tomorrow at noon, we will come for your life."

Seeing such heavy murderous intent, everyone present was shocked. Kuchi shook his head and twirled the prayer beads in his hand, saying, "Amitabha, good, good."

Hua Ruling seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. He leaned on Song Wencao and said, "We can't stay in the secret room for too long. Everyone, please move to the reception pavilion to discuss our plan."

The reception pavilion was decorated with red silk and brocade just like it was in the daytime. The flowers were also beautifully decorated.

However, no one was in the mood to admire the flowers.

Most of the people present were Jianghu people who had participated in the pursuit of the Iron Shoe Bandit. Although they didn't understand why he had come back from the dead, this grudge had been formed.

As the head of the family, Hua Ruling took out the responsibility of a host. First, he ordered everyone in the mansion to strengthen their vigilance and arrange for patrols to ensure the safety of the guests. Then, he faced his friends and said, "As the saying goes, when disaster strikes, everyone will fly away. I don't think there is anything wrong with this. If you want to leave before noon tomorrow, you don't need to inform me."

It was truly heroic. The straightforward Ying Yan Laoqi cursed, "Old Hua, you look down on people too much!

I, Ying Yan Laoqi, will stay here!

Even if the Emperor comes, I won't leave! "

Kuchi from the Shaolin Temple also stood up, "Amitabha, there is a saying in Buddhism that life and death are predestined. I don't dare to say that I can do anything for Brother Hua, but if you need me, please feel free to dispatch me."

Since there was a first, there would be a second. Since the two of them had set an example, the mood of the people behind them was also stirred up. Unexpectedly, no one in the group said that they wanted to flee.

This moved Hua Rusing and made him feel ashamed at the same time. These friends of his were willing to risk their lives for him. His previous words of "flying away in the face of disaster" were too narrow-minded to measure the heart of a gentleman.

Yang Muzhi looked at all of this in front of him, his heart surging with an indescribable feeling.

In the past, he felt that the greatest heroes served the country and the people, and that the small fights in Jianghu were not worth mentioning. But now, whether it was small fights or for the country and the people, as long as there was affection and righteousness in the heart, it was worthy of respect.

Handing over the task of dispatching these "heroes" to Lu Xiaofeng and Jin Jiu Ling, Hua Ruling was clearly not in good spirits. If it weren't for Song Wencao supporting him from time to time, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.

Lu Xiaofeng and Jin Jiu Ling arranged for people to cooperate with the Hua Mansion's guards to keep watch. Because there were too few clues and they didn't have a better plan, everyone dispersed.

In the same room that didn't even have tea in the teapot, the four of them appeared again. However, the atmosphere was no longer as joyous as it had been in the afternoon.

Lu Xiaofeng tapped the table with his index finger. "The information is too trivial. I still have a few questions that I don't understand. Now, let's talk about our thoughts."

Jin Jiu Ling laughed. "I'm the constable of Six Fan School. Shouldn't I be the one saying that?"

It wasn't that he was competitive, but that he wanted to adjust the atmosphere. Obviously, he failed. The atmosphere was still heavy.

Lu Xiaofeng gave him a helpless look and began to tell him his doubts. "The first question is, the whereabouts of the Jade Buddha Of The Vast Seas has always been a mystery. How did the Iron Shoe Bandit know that this thing was in the Hua Mansion more than ten years ago?

Did the news leak from Hanhai Province, or did it leak from Uncle Hua's side? "

When it came to his father, Hua Manlou guaranteed, "My father has always been modest and low-key. He wouldn't have taken the initiative to mention the Jade Buddha Of The Vast Seas to others. However, we can't rule out the possibility that someone around him might have unintentionally found out."

Yang Muzhi added, "Compared to such a wide range, I'm more inclined to believe that the Iron Shoe Bandit is among us. That is, the people in the secret room just now."

After pondering for a moment, Jin Jiu Ling stared at Yang Muzhi with great interest. "My thoughts are the same as Mr. Yang's, so when I pointed out the words on the platform to everyone, I paid special attention to everyone's expressions."

Sensing that this seemed to be a good clue, Lu Xiaofeng continued to ask, "What was the result?"

"There were a few people whose reactions I thought were unusual. For example, did Kuchi, who kept chanting Buddha, feel guilty?

Did Yingyan Laoqi, who spoke the most fiercely, want to cover up something?

What was Yuan Fei looking at?

Song Wencao subconsciously hid his left hand in his sleeve. Was there something strange about that? "

He said this lightly, but every word of it was thought-provoking. Jin Jiu Ling felt that it wasn't enough and wanted to stir up more waves.

He looked at Yang Muzhi with burning eyes. "There's one more thing that I don't understand. Why was Lu Xiaofeng wearing the bride's wedding dress?

Why did Mr. Yang disguise himself?

I don't know if Mr. Yang can explain it to me. "

Hua Manlou chuckled and faced Jin Jiu Ling. "Golden Constable, why do you have to ask Muzhi? Hua Manlou also knows the reason for these two things."

After that, he told Jin Jiu Ling, who was the only one present who didn't know, that his father was poisoned and that Sikong Zhaixing had an affair.

Lu Xiaofeng tapped the table with his index finger again. "My second question is whether or not the person who died more than ten years ago was the Iron Shoe Thief. Jin Jiu Ling, since you've asked enough, shouldn't you tell me the information you found through Tsing Yi Lou?"

Finally willing to look away, Jin Jiu Ling said slowly, "That's a long story …"

Many years ago, on Poison Dragon Island in the East China Sea, there was a unique seafood called Beauty Abalone.

Because it grew at the bottom of the sea, the fishermen who collected it had to risk their lives and walk on the sea floor with iron shoes, so it was very expensive.

The owner of Poison Dragon Island saw a business opportunity in it and desperately squeezed the fishermen under him, causing many of them to die.

Finally, one day, the fishermen who were oppressed were unwilling to suffer, so they fought back and captured the owner of Poison Dragon Island alive. In order to vent their anger, they used red-hot molten iron to cast a pair of iron shoes on their enemy's feet.

Everyone thought that the owner of Poison Dragon Island would definitely die, so they simply threw him into the sea to feed the sharks. Who knew that not long after, the Central Plains would be swept by a thief wearing iron shoes?

"So, I have reason to believe that the Iron Shoe Thief was the owner of Poison Dragon Island."

The story was full of ups and downs, and the other three had different expressions after listening to it. After discussing the case for a while, they went to rest.

Yang Muzhi and Hua Manlou walked quietly. It was still the same corridor that was filled with the fragrance of flowers, but the two of them didn't feel a trace of beauty.

Yang Muzhi stopped. Hua Manlou didn't understand, so he turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Muzhi?"

Yang Muzhi quickly walked a few steps and bumped into his arms. He said sullenly, "The atmosphere is too depressing. I don't like it."

Hugging the person in his arms and gently stroking his back, how could Hua Manlou not be depressed?

The tragic death of the manservant, the curse of "Must Come for Your Life", and the Iron Shoe Thief hiding in the crowd were like mountains that weighed heavily on them.

Yang Muzhi raised his head. "When this matter is over, let's go back to Hundred Flowers Tower. I miss those flowers."

Hua Manlou placed a comforting kiss on his sweetheart's forehead and revealed a small smile. "Okay."

But Yang Muzhi didn't buy it. "Hua Manlou, you don't have to smile in front of me when you don't want to. You can also tell me if you have something on your mind.

Just like how I throw a tantrum with you, it's only fair that you throw a tantrum occasionally. "

A touch of warmth covered his chattering lips. It was a very warm kiss.

When Hua Manlou took the initiative to end the kiss, he "threw a tantrum" as Yang Muzhi wished. "Muzhi, then can I make two requests of you?"

Yang Muzhi punched him. "I knew you must have a request too. Two requests at once. Say it, I'm listening."

"The first request, I want you to protect yourself. Do you agree?"

"Of course I agree. What about the second request?"

"The second request, if anything happens to me … I hope you can forget about me and find someone who cherishes you."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Muzhi pressed a kiss on his lips forcefully.