Wei Shu

At the entrance of the alley, a small and exquisite red lantern swayed in the wind. The character "Cao" on the lantern was dyed crimson by the candlelight. From a distance, it seemed to be bloody.

Cao?
The book written by the woman before her death is the beginning of the word "Cao"?Cao...Cao Jianan goods?
At this moment, many images suddenly appeared in Wei Shu's mind:

The two ingenious and rare lotus lanterns in front of the Nanhuo Gate of Cao’s House; the large crowd of people who surrounded the gate to watch the lanterns;

Many thoughts came at the same time, and her thoughts were chaotic. However, before she could clarify everything, there was a sudden noise from the market, and immediately there was a "bang", as if a thunder had exploded in the distant sky.

"The mouth of the flame!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"Mother, mother, the sky is blooming!"

The night sky suddenly lit up.

Wei Shu raised her head subconsciously, and a huge firework soared into the sky at this moment. The huge sound shook people's ears slightly, and the gorgeous splendor shone like stars, and even the bright moon was eclipsed by the bright light and shadow.

Someone is really blowing the flames.

All of a sudden, children's cheers and adults' laughter came one after another, and the noise of the city was extremely noisy. The sound seemed to come from far away, passing through the long and quiet alley, and when it fell into my ears, it was blown fine by the night wind .

Wei Shu lowered her head slowly, looking at the woman on the ground.

The woman's head was tilted to the side, her lifeless eyes had turned into dead gray, and the end of her line of sight was where her original left sleeve was.

Wei Shu reached into the icy armhole, and quickly found the location of the hidden bag, and then pointed like a knife, and lightly stroked the seam of the bag.

The dark bag fell, and Wei Shu took it out completely, but saw that the stitched thread had been torn open, revealing the contents of the bag:

A bronze medal.

The bronze medal is slightly larger than a child's palm, and the workmanship is ordinary. A tiger's head is engraved on the front, and the word "Wang" on the tiger's forehead has changed into the word "Ben", and on the back are two characters in black and gold:

Guimao.

Changfengying, Hubenwei, Guimao.

Wei Shu glanced over, and immediately thought this in her mind.

This is the identity badge of the secret spy of the Changfeng camp.

More than a year ago, she had seen something similar in Baishuang City, but the one she saw was engraved with an eagle.

Yingyang, Huben, Baotao, Fengxiang and Tewu are the names of the five guards under the jurisdiction of the Changfeng camp, and together they form a complete camp.

And these five guards each have a guard commander and a number of deputy envoys. Above the commander, there are also military positions such as the Changfeng Battalion General Battalion and the Deputy Battalion. It is under the control of the Federal Investigation Department.

This woman in the alley of corpses was unexpectedly a secret agent under the command of Fengying, the director of the Joint Investigation Department.

Who killed her?What kind of secret is Cao Jiananhuo hiding that would cause this female spy to have her name written in blood before she died?
Looking at the bronze medal in her hand, Wei Shu's mind was suddenly in a trance, and the scene from more than a year ago seemed to reappear in front of her eyes:

Dead corpses on the banks of the Cang River; corpses that will never rest in peace with a bamboo whistle in hand; large corpses lying down on the cliffs but none of them turned their backs to the enemy; and in front of...

A corpse that had been disembowelled.

Before she knew it, blood had stained her vision red, Wei Shu's breathing became sluggish and heavy, and a faint blood qi overflowed from her body, spreading rapidly towards the entrance of the alley.

"Bang", another firework scattered across the sky, and a beautiful light flashed across the deep alley. The water on the ground was illuminated by the firework, reflecting a pair of blood-red eyes.

Those were Wei Shu's eyes.

At this moment, she is no different from that weird person just now.

She couldn't move anymore.

The boiling qi and blood rushed directly to Dazhui acupoint along the caudal vertebrae without warning, and climbed up to Tianzhu and Yuzhen acupoints in the blink of an eye, breaking all the way, breaking through heavy confinement, and approaching Baihui acupoint on the top of the head aggressively.

The fourth stage of the blood-refining magical art has almost passed the level.

Wei Shu didn't want to break the barrier at all.

But the agitated mood just now has taken advantage of the void, the blood has already entered the port, and the blood flow is accelerating like a flood, and the blood tide is surging, but the dam built by her inner strength is retreating steadily.

After the fourth level of the blood refining magic skill, the eye apertures will be damaged, plus the ear apertures damaged before, the second of the five senses has been lost. For any warrior, this is bad news.

The duller the five senses are, the heavier the dependence on the blood refining magic will be.

Wei Shu didn't want to be subject to a single skill.

However, at this time, she was helpless.

The blood qi came first and the internal energy came later, Wei Shu could only speed up the movement of her true qi desperately, intending to snipe at the surging qi and blood, but blood beads burst out on her body surface, and her whole body seemed to be shrouded in blood mist.

At this critical juncture, there was a sudden noise from the partition wall.

"Uh--"

Short screams, with the meaning of extreme pain, as if someone was strangled by the throat.

Wei Shu's bewildered mind suddenly became clearer, as if thousands of steel needles were pierced in her brain, the pain made her tremble coldly.

And the long-accumulated internal force finally took this opportunity to surge up, and the nearly collapsed dam stood up again.

At this moment, the street market was noisy again, but it was the third firework that rose into the sky and shone brightly, and the loud bang sounded Ruo Lun in Wei Shu's ears.

Ignoring the blood oozing from her five orifices, she seized this opportunity to muster her inner strength to chase after her, engulfing the bloody frenzy with her majestic true energy, and retreated forcefully, the two fire dragons in Ren and Du's veins also used her inner strength Scattered under the washing of the body, all the blood beads on the surface of the body retracted, and all the abnormalities disappeared.

However, the true aura is strong, and the cold poison penetrates deeply into the meridians. However, Wei Shu has no time to pay attention to him at this time, so he can only fight the poison with poison, and silently practice the mental method of the villa repeatedly, finally calming the blood that is on the verge of collapse. The mind is also completely awake.

After the breath in her body condensed slightly, she felt a surge of fear.

When she got the waist card just now, due to the excessive ups and downs in her thoughts, the qi and blood stimulated by the strange person earlier came back immediately, and almost broke through the fourth level. Fortunately, the scream and the sound of the flames came at the right time, waking her up, otherwise The consequences could be disastrous.

After concentrating for a moment, Wei Shu grasped the waist badge, her feet hit the ground, and she lifted herself up like a civet cat, and crossed the Zhang Xu high wall.

Across the wall is the backyard of Cao Jia Nanhuo.

This inference can only be drawn by estimating the distance from the entrance of the alley to the place where the corpse was buried.And the scream just now came from that courtyard.

The Cao family's southern goods must have something to do with the death of the female spies in the Changfeng camp.

After climbing over the wall, Wei Shu didn't rush in, but climbed onto the wall with hands and feet, clinging to the shadows out of reach of the lamps like a big gecko, looking down at the situation under the wall.

The courtyard is brightly lit, but it is silent, only the flowers and trees are shaded by it, and the verandahs are winding. It looks like the courtyard of an ordinary wealthy family.

The half-month trip to the hospital is over, and every time I come back from the hospital, I have to wait for a day or two, and then I feel that it is a very happy thing to be able to code at home.