The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 161
Yan Sanhe saw the understanding in his eyes and nodded gently.

"If I were Hu Sanmei, I would hide in my heart a childhood sweetheart who is far away but whom I will never forget.

I knew him very well, because the young Wu Guanyue would tell me anything. He would talk about his lofty ambitions, the reasons why he came to live in the old street, and the discord between his parents.

We bonded over Heidan and raised him together. He often misses Heidan.So, I asked him one day, why are you so good to dogs? "

Xie Zhifei answered the call very quickly.

"I told Hu Sanmei that our ancestors of the Wu family had their lives saved by dogs, so they left an ancestral precept that future generations are not allowed to kill or eat dogs. Dogs are the most loyal friends of our Wu family."

Yan Sanhe nodded.

"Many years later, I became Mrs. Ji, who was well-dressed and well-fed. One day, I accidentally heard that Wu Guanyue and his son were responsible for the massacre of the Zheng family. My world collapsed."

Xie Zhifei's eyes lit up and he continued what Yan Sanhe said.

"She simply couldn't believe that this matter could be Wu Guanyue's handiwork. In her memory, Wu Guanyue was Qingfeng Mingyue, a god-like person.

She was shocked, doubtful, painful, and worried, and all kinds of emotions were suppressed in her heart. There was no one to talk to, no one to complain to, and she could not let go until the day she died of old age. "

Yan Sanhe: "The first sentence is correct, but the last sentence is incorrect."

Xie Zhifei: "What's wrong?"

"I didn't believe that the Zheng family's case was Wu Guanyue's handiwork at all. After being shocked, doubtful, painful, and worried, I calmed down, so I secretly sent someone to inquire secretly."

Yan Sanhe's eyes were distant, "I asked everywhere, and when I found out that every dog ​​raised by the Zheng family had been killed..."

Xie Zhifei's pupils tightened and he blurted out: "She knew that Wu Guanyue and his son were not responsible for this case. They were wrongly accused."

As the last word fell, the room fell silent.

At this point, Xie Zhifei finally understood that if he wanted to solve the old lady's inner demons, there was no way around the case involving Wu Guanyue and his son.

"Third Master, can you let go of my arm?"

"Ah... oh..."

Xie Zhifei suddenly let go, "I'm sorry, I'm used to catching Pei Mingting."

Could his arm be the same as mine?

Yan Sanhe roared in his heart, with a calm expression on his face, "So I can't promise you this. Everything has to wait until half of the inner demon is solved."

Xie Zhifei seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.

Yan Sanhe saw that he was motionless and asked, "Third Master, what else do you want to explain?"

Xie Zhifei looked up at her and hesitated.

"If Hu Sanmei's inner demon knows that the Zheng family's case was not done by Wu Guanyue and his son, then in the final analysis, it is still related to Wu Guanyue and his son, then Wu Shunian's incense should not be half-burned."

"You're right. This is something I've been thinking about for a long time and haven't figured it out yet."

Yan Sanhe said in frustration: "There must be something else I missed."

When she said this, she held her chin in her hand, raised her head slightly, and curved her slender neck into a beautiful arc.

Xie Zhifei subconsciously stretched out his hand again. When he reached halfway, he suddenly heard his heart thumping twice, feeling guilty for no reason.

What am I feeling guilty for?
he asked himself.

"Xie Zhifei, what are you doing?"

"what?"

Xie Zhifei stood up in surprise and said quickly: "No, I'm not doing anything. You should rest early. I..."

"Xie Zhifei!"

Yan Sanhe stood up and said, "In view of what you said about the earthquake, I can't get involved in the Zheng family's case. I don't think I will live long."

Xie Zhifei was startled.

"You and Pei Mingting, one commander of Beicheng, one Youshanshi, and a 'someone' standing behind you, that's enough!"

Xie Zhifei smiled instead of being angry, his two sword eyebrows slowly unfurled, his lips curled up, revealing his signature, romantic and dandy smile.

Then he waved his hands and walked away.

Yan Sanhe stayed where he was.

In this world, there is a word called beautiful women, a disaster, and is there another word called blue-faced evildoers?
The door closes.

The smile on the monster's face fell, and he said softly in his heart:
"Yan Sanhe, you must get involved in the Zheng family's case, because only you can solve the mystery here. Want to escape? There is no way!" The monster walked down the stairs, with Zhu Qing and Ding Yi waiting below.

"Grandpa?"

Xie Zhifei glanced at the two of them and walked to the outside of the inn with his hands behind his back.

The two of them quickly followed.

The master and servant walked to a deserted place, and Xie Zhifei turned around.

"Ding Yi, you go back to the capital immediately to see the grandson and ask him to find a way to arrange it. Yan Sanhe wants to meet Ji Lingchuan."

Ding Yi: "Yes!"

Xie Zhifei: "Besides, you ask my elder brother to help make arrangements. I will be recovering from illness in three days, and Mr. Pei will also be returning from Guangxi on business."

Ding Yi: "Understood!"

Xie Zhifei: "Go!"

Ding Yi looked at his tense face, his heart moved, and he flattered him: "I forgot to tell you about a happy event."

"Say!"

"When Xu Sheng went hunting in Xishan two months ago, he suddenly fell off his horse and broke one of his legs."

Ding Yi said excitedly: "Shen Chong did a perfect job."

Xie Zhifei said calmly: "Yeah!"

Uh?
As Ding Yi turned around, he glanced at Zhu Qing suspiciously: Why am I not happy at all?

Zhu Qing touched his nose: Didn't I tell you that I was not feeling well all the way back?
"Zhu Qing, please accompany me back to the room."

"Yes!"

The master and servant turned around and walked into the official post and returned to the room.

In the room, Pei Xiao sat alone under the lone lamp, playing with a teacup in his hand, his expression dark and unclear.

Behind him, the Astragalus man stood up straight.

Xie Zhifei sighed in his heart, walked over to Pei Xiao and sat down.

"Zhu Qing, Huang Qi, you also sit down."

Zhu Qing and Huang Qi looked at each other, wondering why the third master also imitated Miss Yan's behavior.

The two sat down and Xie Zhifei spoke.

"Everything about Wu Guanyue, his son, and Zhou Ye, you chewed it up for me and swallowed it into your stomach. Not a single word was allowed to leak out."

Pei Xiao was still immersed in the sadness of Jiu Mei hitting the wall and committing suicide, and said casually: "Don't worry fifty, I know the seriousness of this matter."

"You know the weight, but you don't know how light it is and how heavy it is."

Xie Zhifei looked at him deeply.

"No matter who he is, my father, your father, my eldest brother, and even my great-grandson cannot reveal a word."

Even Huairen has to hide it?

Just when Pei Xiao was about to ask "why", Xie Zhifei said again:
"Think about who Old General Zheng is? Think about who Wu Guanyue and his son are? Then think about the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Jin Yiwei... one move can affect the whole body, Mingting!"

When he said this, Pei Mingting's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and cold sweat broke out.

Fuck it!

If this case comes out, the whole world of Sijiucheng will be turned upside down!
"So, you didn't talk much during this trip, couldn't eat well, and couldn't sleep well. Is that because of this?"

"Otherwise!"

Pei Mingting slapped his forehead and said angrily: "I didn't think of this at all. I was really negligent."

"You are not negligent, you are thinking about the other half of the old lady's inner demons."

Xie Zhifei said every word.

"Please listen carefully to the following words. Our external rhetoric is..."

(End of this chapter)