Rush ~

In the early morning, it started to rain in the city.

The lights on the street were sparse, and the rain and fog made a hazy feeling, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Linghu Qingmo walked along the street with an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. The street was empty and silent, and there was no trace of evil demons and heretics. There was inevitably a bit of sadness between his eyebrows:

"How did Xie Jinhuan find evil demons and heretics before? Why can't I find them?"

"Guji?"

The coal balls squatted on his shoulders. Seeing that Mo Mo was going to find someone to kill him at night, he did not slackewer for the sake of midnight snacks. He spread his wings and took off to the sky, searching for fellow Taoists who were willing to donate their money with all their hearts and souls...

Linghu Qingmo went out with coal balls for the first time, and he was a little confused when he saw this.

However, she still understood that coal balls should go to the evil heretics, so she stood under the eaves and waited. After two quarters of an hour, there was no coal balls back, and she was even afraid of losing them.

Fortunately, after a long time, the coal ball flew back and landed on his shoulders. He shook his head and shook his rain, and then looked ahead:

"Guji!"

This time the meaning is simple and clear!

When Linghu Qingmo saw that the coal balls found the target, he immediately followed the guidance and ran from the inner city to the outer city and came to the Xiaoyao Cave area.

Xiaoyao Cave is the ghost market at night, where there are three religions and other rivers gather. There are fewer patrol personnel on rainy days, and there are more people who are shameful inside.

Linghu Qingmo hid in the dark place, paying attention to all kinds of pedestrians on the street, following the coal balls, and finally stopped near an old shed.

The shed made of wood has a fire inside and a cloth curtain is hung at the door. Occasionally, you can see people dressed in wealthy servants running into it. Soon after, he brought a strong man out and could hear a low voice:

"Wanchun Building, the third room..."

"Don't worry, I've always done things quickly..."

...

?

Linghu Qingmo frowned secretly, thinking that this should be a den for hiring murderers.

The power that dares to receive blood trade has a great background. Linghu Qingmo does not have the terrifying murder skills as hard as Xie Jinhuan, and it is likely that he will not be able to get in alone. For this reason, he will simply carry the coal balls to Lin's mansion...

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Rush ~

It was early morning, and the coolness became stronger and the sound of rain came from outside the window.

Lin Wanyi's body was cold because of her martial arts. She was blown by the cold sea breeze in her dream. She almost shrank under Xie Jinhuan's armpits. She even pulled Qiu quilt in a daze and buried her whole body in it.

Xie Jinhuan lay outside, surrounded the person in his arms and realized the truth in his dream, and fell asleep in his heart and exhausted.

After so quiet, there was a sudden sound outside the room:

"Gu~Gu..."

?

Xie Jinhuan suddenly woke up, looked out the window, was a little confused, and turned to look at the big-breasted cat.

Lin Wanyi was huddled in the autumn quilt, and could only see Guose Tianxiang's cheeks. Perhaps she heard the movement, her eyelashes moved, and then she opened her eyes and found that she was sleeping like a concubine. Her face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to push the man out:

"you……"

"Shh~ The briquette seems to be outside."

"Um?"

Seeing this, Lin Wanyi naturally stopped moving. She listened carefully and found the sound of coal balls. She raised her eyes and looked at the dark window:

"Coal balls know where I live?"

Xie Jinhuan has never brought coal balls here, so I think about it for a moment:

"It must be someone from the royal palace came to see me."

"Ah?! The prince's mansion knows you will sleep here at night?"

Xie Jinhuan looked helpless: "I haven't returned all night, so I have to leave a letter. Don't worry, Miss Linghu will know."

Linghu Qingmo?

Lin Wanyi blinked, and the meaning in her eyes was:

You come here to spend the night secretly, and you dare to tell Miss Linghu, aren’t you afraid of others being jealous?

I came over before dawn. Could it be that the jealous jar was over and coming to trouble you?

Unlike me, you have been busy all day and cook for cooking...

While thinking about it, Lin Wanyi shrank a little and pushed Xie Jinhuan out:

"You go out quickly! Don't say you sleep in my room, just say you're in the guest room..."

Xie Jinhuan knew that Mo Mo had something important to come, so she didn't talk much at the moment. She got up and hung up the weapon, turned around and tucked the quilt:

"It's not dawn yet, you can sleep for a while."

"?"

Lin Wanyi was wrapped in a caterpillar, her eyes were quite strange:

"You...you should also pay more attention to rest."

"Sleep well..."

Xie Jinhuan tucked the quilt and rushed out of the window and disappeared.

Lin Wanyi's cheeks were hot. She wanted to sleep for a while, but when everyone left, she was still called away by Linghu Qingmo from the house. She couldn't sleep anymore, so she secretly thought about it:

He said that he had enough money for medicinal materials, so he must have wanted to refine the alchemy as soon as possible. The medicinal materials should arrive in a few days...

The alchemy must make the Perilla come true...

Depending on the situation, Xie Jinhuan has to stay in the capital for a while, or call the troublemaker back...

Thinking of this, Lin Wanyi had no intention of sleeping anymore. She sat up and started writing a letter to her home...

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Outside the mansion.

The fine autumn rain scattered on the uninhabited street, and the lanterns hanging at the door of the mansion became the only light on the street.

Linghu Qingmo was wearing a white dress and holding a sword in his hand. He stood under the eaves of the small building, staring at the drizzle of rain in front of him and the lanterns with the word "roof" hanging in the distance.

Why haven’t Xie Jinhuan come out yet…

Could it be that I still do bad things in Dr. Lin...

Before dawn, I ran to find Xie Jinhuan. Will Dr. Lin come out to look at me later?

(←_←)!

Hey~tsk tsk tsk...

Linghu Qingmo thought of the sour eyes, and couldn't help but shrink his neck and said intimately:

I'm investigating the case, not jealous of you, such a big sour radish...

...

After a moment of random thought, the coal balls hovering over the house swooped down and plunged into the house, and then a sound came:

"Smack--"

It seems that he is using his wings to suck his head.

Linghu Qingmo came to his senses and looked out from afar. He could see a figure flying out quietly, passing through the fine autumn rain, and instantly landing under the eaves:

"Mo Mo, why are you here?"

Linghu Qingmo glanced at Xie Jinhuan's face and found that there were no rouge marks. He looked at the house again:

"Doctor Lin didn't give you a gift?"

"It's not dawn, so it's not easy to alarm Miss Lin. I didn't do anything, I'm just practicing."

Linghu Qingmo is not a silly Niu Niu Niu, so she doesn't believe this scene, but she is not here to catch the traitor. She didn't bother with this issue and picked up the oil paper umbrella leaning against the wall:

"After you left last night, I ran to find clues and finally asked the coal ball to find someone. It took me to a hidden house in Xiaoyao Cave, which looked like a place to hire a killer."

"Xiaoyao Cave..."

Xie Jinhuan turned his head to look at the coal ball. He wanted to ask, but the coal ball directly wiped his neck and stretched his claws. He quickly pressed it down:

"Uh...it really looks unclean, go and have a look."

While speaking, Xie Jinhuan took the oil paper umbrella, supported Mo Mo's head, and walked into the rain curtain together.

Linghu Qingmo held the sword, glanced upwards, and glanced at Xie Jinhuan again, which seemed to be - he had just come out of Dr. Lin's quilt and was so warm to me, aren't you afraid that Dr. Lin would be angry when he saw it?

Xie Jinhuan could understand Mo Mo's meaning and spread his hands slightly:
To be continued...