Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 65 Do You Believe in Light?
The reason why Cui Zhi says anything is good?
It was because he noticed that after turning around, he seemed to be stepping into an abyss.

So let alone go and sit in the house, even if you chat with him all night on this stone road, he will nod in agreement now.
Of course, it would be better to sit in the mansion. Cui Zhi followed the third prince into the prince's mansion and saw the flowers, the carved beams and the painted pillars, and finally the luminous pearl hanging on the wall in the nave.

This is of course not the first time Cui Zhi has seen this precious object. In fact, most of the wealthy families in Kyoto now use luminous pearls instead of candlelight or oil lamps, because this thing has a bright light, softness, and range of illumination. They are all better. The only drawback is that they are expensive.

But he didn't know why, but today he felt a little dizzy when he looked at the light of the night pearl.

Especially after drinking a cup of hot tea, Cui Zhi's body, which had only eaten one bun for two days and one night, and his tortured spirit were detonated in this slightly relaxed environment.

His body tilted and he fell down.

In front of everyone in Dangbei Palace, Cui Zhi touched the ground with the left side of his face that was not yet swollen, and fell to the ground when people were caught off guard.

"cough cough cough cough"

Zhao Chengfeng, who was drinking tea, almost choked when he saw this scene.

Bai Zhi and Aotian naturally went to help him.

Zhonggu was not at home, so Mei Niang went to call the doctor immediately.

Only Zhao Chengfeng looked uncomfortable and murmured: "Oh, no, what happened to the eggs."

……

It may be that you think too much and suffer too much mental loss.

Cui Zhi, who was fed two bowls of medicinal soup at night, slept until noon the next day before waking up.

After waking up, Cui Zhi felt that he was at least not as lost as yesterday. He believed that he should be able to go home and face the twelve portraits.

"You are awake"

Cui Zhi rubbed his sleepy eyes and heard his voice before he saw him.

Of course, people followed closely, and soon he saw the Third Prince walking from the side of the room, then sat down in front of him and said:

"You know, half-talking. It's really uncomfortable."

"I came to your room as soon as morning came and waited for you for two hours."

"You can really sleep."

"cough"

After Zhao Chengfeng coughed, he didn't wait to ask what happened to the two kilograms of eggs.

Today, Liu Meiniang, who was wearing a light blue exquisitely tailored skirt and a blue veil, with a plump and exotic figure, came over with a bowl of soup in her hand.

"Your Highness has been waiting for two hours, no less than this hour and a half. The doctor ordered you to drink it when you wake up."

With that said, she handed the blue and white porcelain bowl to Cui Zhi.

Cui Zhi just woke up and was still in a daze.

But as a person who dares to confront his superiors and scold them, he is definitely not an introvert.

So he immediately nodded to express his gratitude to Mei Niang, and then emptied the soup in the bowl with extremely quick movements. Finally, he was about to tell the third prince the source of the two kilograms of eggs, but saw him raise his hand.
Zhao Chengfeng said: "The answer can't be too simple, it's better to be complicated and have twists and turns, otherwise I will not only be disappointed, but I will also feel like an idiot for waiting for you for two hours today."

Cui Zhi was originally worried that he would not be able to explain a sentence or two clearly, but when he heard this, it was exactly what he wanted.

So he said: "Then your highness may want to follow me back to my humble residence for a visit."

When Zhao Chengfeng heard this, he paused for a moment and remembered the way he looked when he invited Cui Zhi into his house last night, so he also said: "Okay."

……

Generally speaking, people who have visited each other's residences can naturally be considered friends.

It was today's weather with thousands of miles of clouds and no sunlight, which made Cui Zhi's humble house even colder.
The prince's carriage arrived in front of the door. As soon as Zhao Chengfeng got off the car, he saw low walls, broken doors, and a dilapidated old house.

Although Cui Zhi's position in Shuntian Mansion is not high, he can't live in such a bad place.

How could he know?

Most of Cui Zhi's salary was spent on hidden stakes.

The carriage stopped at the door. The two pushed open the broken door, climbed over the low wall, and entered the dilapidated old house.

So Zhao Chengfeng saw the twelve portraits of women, connected by various complicated lines, and several books of notes.

Because there was no light outside the window today, and there was no night pearl in Cui Zhi's house, he immediately lit an oil lamp and put it on the table to illuminate everything on the wall.

Zhao Chengfeng took a few steps beside the wall and then said, "Speak slowly."

Cui Zhi nodded and started talking from the beginning.

Twelve women.

Claws in the shadows.

The special habits of foreign visitors.

And three mountains that cannot be shaken.

No matter what he talks about, he is well-founded and dialectical from multiple directions and angles.At the same time, because Cui Zhi finally had someone willing to listen to what he said, he naturally became more excited the more he talked, and the more he talked, the more he wanted to vent his emotions, so it was normal for Cui Zhi to occasionally say one or two swear words.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't pay attention, because the Cui Zhi in front of him fit the first impression of him bumping into his superior on the roof of the restaurant.

Yesterday, the Cui Zhi who seemed to be turning into a puddle of mud on the ground when he walked, unable to hold it, was not him in the first place.

As a person who is accustomed to listening to opinions from all sides, Zhao Chengfeng also acted as a listener very well.

Every word has a reaction.

Duan Duan has feedback.

Occasionally, I would say 'Fuck!' with him. '

This led to Cui Zhi, who did still have emotional problems, the more he talked, the more cheerful he became, and the more he talked, the more the stagnation in his chest seemed to be dissipating.
So I didn't stop talking and actually talked for two hours...
Zhao Chengfeng didn't feel that time passed so quickly.

When I raised my eyes again, although the heavy clouds outside the window had not dispersed, they seemed to have become much thinner.

At this time, Cui Zhi realized that he seemed to be a little crazy, so he stopped immediately, but what was very pleasant was that he was much better now than yesterday.

At the same time, because the Third Prince listened, he felt much closer to the Third Prince.

Therefore, Cui Zhizhen, who is always straight in character, said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. After I said it, I feel so damn much better."

After hearing these things, Zhao Chengfeng naturally understood why Cui Zhi was acting like he was yesterday. It was just that his mood seemed to be much better now, but now that he was looking at the twelve portraits on the wall, why was he a little moody? not good?

"I still want to hear some details."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Zhi's stomach responded with 'gu'

Zhao Chengfeng: "I'm hungry too, just take a bite."

Cui Zhi immediately replied: "Okay."

Then he ran out and bought two bowls of braised noodles from the nearest noodle stall.

Since the room had been stuffy all afternoon, Zhao Chengfeng naturally took a breather in the yard. He took the noodles without intending to go back to the house. Instead, he held the noodles and came to the broken door.

When Cui Zhi saw this, he naturally followed and sat down.

The two of them looked at the busy pedestrians and people in the street, eating noodles and chatting.

Zhao Chengfeng tilted his head: "Actually, the most favorable evidence is that the few witnesses you found immediately provided counter-evidence afterwards, which shows that you are on the right track."

Cui Zhi finished his mouthful of noodles and said, "Yes, and I am isolated in Shuntian Mansion. Who has the energy to do such a thing?"

"Let me tell you something."

"Your Highness, please speak."

"The third prince's tribe has a spiritual line in the grassland, but the wilderness is about to retreat north, and it can no longer take care of this spiritual line, so the people of the three major sects want to occupy it."

"I haven't investigated, but I understand that the three major sects must be asking for help from the third prince Tuo Feng. They are a bunch of fucking scum. If Zhou Tian continues to let them go, will he be worthy of those four words on the Jinluan Hall?"

Zhao Chengfeng smiled: "You also like those four words?"

Cui Zhi nodded and exhaled, feeling that his chest was still a little tight.

Zhao Chengfeng: "Actually, I have a way, it's very direct."

"Ok?"

Zhao Chengfeng swallowed a mouthful of noodles: "Find an opportunity and ask the three sects and the third prince in person whether you killed these twelve women. You don't need them to answer anything. Just look into their eyes and you will know everything." ”

Cui Zhi thought for a while: "That's useless, there will still be no evidence."

Zhao Chengfeng did not continue the topic after hearing this, but said: "So now that you are idle at home, do you plan to continue to investigate this matter in the future?"

Hearing this, Cui Zhi looked a little confused, with noodles hanging from his mouth: "I don't know."

After speaking, the two were silent for a moment.

At this time, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and there seemed to be light stirring among the heavy clouds, and there was a faint light coming from the sky.

Zhao Chengfeng had just finished the last bite of noodles in his bowl. He looked at the scene with his head held high and asked casually and vaguely: "Cui Zhi, do you believe in light?"

Cui Zhi heard clearly, without raising his head, he used chopsticks to pull out the last noodle in the bowl, and said vaguely: "I believed it before, but now."

Zhao Chengfeng looked at him: "Now?"

Cui Zhi put down the noodle bowl and chopsticks, and flashed through his mind the various obstacles he encountered in investigating the case in recent days. He laughed at himself and cursed with disdain: "Now I can believe a few."

Zhao Chengfeng was amused: "Don't believe that stuff, cough~"

　There are fewer words today, sorry.

　　Obviously I have it in my mind, but when I write it,
　　I don’t want to write in a hurry and affect the quality, so I won’t be able to write the next chapter today.

　　I glanced at it and continued to read, thinking that if the small temple could not support books, it would really die...
　　You wait until I am stable and stable, then you can raise me again, it won’t be too late.
　　My plan is to write some manuscripts in the near future, and then stabilize the update time, preferably 2 updates a day and 5000+ in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)