A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

The hard yellow mud and fine sand walked over, and on the scattered hills, the sun was exposed to the sun, and a group of ragged people came to this sparsely populated tea shop.

After he asked for a bowl of tea, a figure coming towards him sat down opposite him and placed the tea bowl on the table. It was a man in coarse linen, with a thin appearance, long beards reaching his chest, and he looked over with his elbows. The two seemed to know each other and their tone was calm.

"After staying for more than half a year, I can't find anything I've checked. So just stay and be my company."

I took a sip of tea and wiped the water stains.

"I still have an official position... If I have a choice, I will naturally return to the Central Plains. Who would like to stay with this bird without shit?"

"Come on and on... one after another, that person's patience is really amazing... Forget it, you guys keep busy, I'll add another bowl of tea to you."

"Don't say it's useless, what about the news I want?"

After breaking the right and wrong, he reached out to hold the edge of the bowl. After half a year of sunshine, his face became much darker. At this time, he looked even more murderous. "You know, if you stay there, even if I can hold it back, the people from Dongchang over there will not have time to listen to our explanation... You are unwilling to take us there. I really doubt how you reassure the Admiral."

Over there, the thin figure pulled back the bowl and smiled on his face, "You don't have to worry about this. When I was in Nanping, I surrendered to Dongchang to save my life. Otherwise, who would have traveled thousands of miles to Fang La to find bad luck with two rotten heads?" He patted the back of his hand that broke the right and wrong, "Don't worry... The person who inquired about the news is coming back soon. It's been a month since the time has been gone, and it's almost time to come back. You've been going up and down the mountain after a while, and you are easily missed. After all, when you are hungry in Xixia, eating people is common. You just squeeze on it tonight and spend a night."

"To be honest, if you can't find it..." Duan Shifei stared at the bumpy table and bit his lip, "... Are we going to really stay here... for the rest of our lives..."

After he came from the capital with confidence, what he thought was simple in the past six months slowly eroded his spirit, and his emotions were depressed in what he said at this time.

"You probably won't listen to the truth or lies. Xixia is so big, it's difficult to find someone, let alone..." The 'Diaokes God' looked at the east side, and squinted his eyes and died..."

He patted the other person on the shoulder comfortably, "Do your best and leave your will."

"I'll change the tea for you... This is yesterday..." Fan Cho turned around and went back to the straw hut, scolding the other two tables of the Ministry of Justice, but at this moment they didn't look like officials from the court, but more like refugees, one by one, was quite shabby.

He turned around and looked to the east. There was an ancient capital Chang'an that he could see in the past six months. It was a kind of thought.

"well"

He sighed and his fist hit the table, shaking the originally simple wooden table.

Gradually the sunset sets.

…

The mountain wind blows by the hills with dryness, and the bonfire sways to set off the darker night in the distance.

The stars flashed in the sky, and the troubles were chewing a hard naan bread. Seeing the fire burning, the men around him were lying on the ground and sleeping in their clothes. A bug crawled up, scratched, pushed them apart, and continued to sleep.

"Another day has passed..."

He fell asleep in a daze, and then he faintly heard footsteps walking. Soon after, someone pushed him up. Wan Chou squatted down and whispered.

"Just just now, the person who inquired about the news came back... and found it."

The confused figure stood up and stared at the other person with wide eyes, "Really?" He saw that his expression was not like teasing him, so he twisted the other person's collar, "Where is the place, take us over immediately."

“It’s not dawn yet…”

"I said! Take me over." Duan Shifei shouted excitedly, awakening everyone.

The helpless figure had to nod, and let the people who brought the news work harder, and the group rushed to a place where there might be a certain clue.

The hour of Mao.

The stars and moon gradually faded away, and the sky to the east was shining.

A group of more than ten people were panting, and finally climbed over several loess hills and found a cemetery in an inconspicuous forest.

The Circle took a break and pointed to the foot of the mountain. "There is a collection below. There are not many people. Often, some bandits go there to buy something. Going to the right, half the mountain is the station of the Moyun Sect. But I advise you to leave the boundaries, otherwise you won't know how to die."

"Is it this grave?" Chuoshi ignored him, pointed to a tomb in front of him and turned to the person who knew the news and asked.

The man nodded.

"Dig it out!"

The detectives did not hesitate. After all, they could leave after completing the task, and they were not slow in their hands. In a cup of tea, they dug the soil outside, revealing the simple wooden nails of coffin boards. A foul smell emerged in the gap, causing the area to jump away, and kept waving their sleeves.

The slaughtered his nose and pulled it open with a knife. There were corpses that had rotted into white bones inside. Only a few brown meat residues were still hanging on it. Because it was buried, the corpse liquid had not dried out yet. The hair that was plated looked like a woman's corpse.

"It's true that he's dead..." Fan Chou covered his mouth and nose and looked over, then retracted, "Now you can go back and submit the work."

However, the person next to him did not speak. Suddenly he jumped down and picked up the skirt with the tip of his knife to look at it. He was sure that it was the robe in Wuchao's palace... but the color had partially faded.

"I'm sure, then let's go. It must be the one that the Admiral wants to find out." Yan Chou urged repeatedly.

Shaking his head after breaking the right and wrong, "No..."

He kept staring at the female corpse, thinking for a long time, then, as if he had thought of something, and said, "This woman's skeleton seems a bit big...it doesn't look like the one we are looking for...or."

Suddenly, he raised his head: "That person is not dead at all."

The sky was shining brightly and the sun rose.

A touch of red dress passed by the mansion garden. Soon, she met Xifu, who was spreading and familiar with the environment, not far from the path. She smiled.

"It's such a coincidence that I might as well go for a walk by the lake together."

"Um."

Xifu nodded and walked side by side with two maids and Xiao Ping'er.

"Just come back, are you familiar with your family?"

"Although there are some memories, there are still some strangers. Many people remember it, but they are embarrassed to shout." Xifu talked to the woman without any warning.

Not long after, the lake of Yuexin was sparkling.
Chapter completed!