When Qingfeng returned to the guest room, Xin Yun was already fast asleep.
"Brother Charlie, why haven't you rested yet?"
“It’s almost become an old habit.
If I don’t read a book every night, I won’t sleep well.”
"Brother Charlie, why do you have a knife wound on your right arm?
It seems to be quite serious."
Charlie Wang touched his scar and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I met a group of thieves who were robbing people on the road a few days ago.
When I fought with them, I accidentally got stabbed."
After turning off the lights, Qingfeng lay on the bed, her mind filled with the description of the detective who killed Zhang Shuntian that day.
At dawn, everyone bid farewell to the store and went on the road together.
Judging from the situation, they would reach Wucheng before dusk.
Everyone was talking and laughing along the way.
Xin Yun told the story of his master clearing the grievances of Ma Wanwan's family.
Chen Jin and Xiao Hong listened with gusto and worshiped them.
Charlie Wang has never believed in things about ghosts and gods.
This time, because he witnessed Qingfeng collecting souls of people and eliminating disasters, he was dubious about what Xin Yun said.
At dusk, a vicissitudes of ancient city wall appears in front.
"Miss, we're home."
Xiao Hong opened the curtain on the carriage, and the long-lost surprise was palpable.
Chen Jin was not happy at all.
Xiaohong asked with concern, "Miss, have you been sick along the way?"
"It's okay, I just feel like it" "Don't you want that young Heavenly Master to leave?"
Chen Jin was not shy, but said confidently, "So what if you are not the roundworm in my stomach?"
"Miss, I want to tell him secretly that if he encounters any difficulties in Wucheng, he can come to you for help."
The sadness on Chen Jin's face disappeared immediately, and she said with a smile, "Then I can see him again."
After saying that, he took off the brooch pinned to his chest and handed it to Xiao Hong.
"I will give this to Master Qingfeng later and tell him that if he needs anything, he can come to my house to find me."
After a while, Wucheng arrived, and several people parted outside the gate of the ancient city wall of Wucheng.
The old friend from Wucheng who came to pick up Wang Charlie had been waiting outside the city wall for a long time.
Charlie Wang said goodbye to Chen Jin and Qingfeng first.
"Boy, let's say goodbye today.
Please take care of yourself.
See you soon."
"See you later."
Chen Jin and Qingfeng said in unison, bowed their hands, and Wang Charlie picked up his luggage and followed his old friend into the city.
Only Chen Jin and Qingfeng were left.
Qingfeng looked at Chen Jin and said, "Miss Chen, take care of yourself.
See you soon."
Chen Jin looked at Qingfeng lovingly, "Master Tian, take care, see you soon."
Xin Yun was a little sad, "Sister Chen, take care of yourself.
See you soon."
Chen Jin got on the carriage, with tears in her eyes, and turned her head to look at Qingfeng.
Xiaohong chased after Qingfeng regardless of her own safety, handed him the brooch given by the lady, breathlessly told what Miss Qingfeng had told him, turned around, ran back, and got on the carriage.
After the coachman gave a loud crack of his whip, the carriage drove towards the city.
Qingfeng turned around and looked at the carriage going away.
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Seeing that Master was worried, Xin Yun said, "Master, you don't want Sister Chen to leave.
I don't want her to leave either."
"Everyone is home, of course it is a good thing to go home.
Why do you say it is so sad?"
"Master, I'm telling you what's in my heart."
Xin Yun laughed.
Qingfeng changed his heavy expression, smiled and said to Xin Yun, "Don't think about it, we still have important things to do."
"Master, you are saying that you discovered the assassin's whereabouts" “That night, I found a new stab wound on Charlie Wang’s right arm.”
"I slept with him in the same room for two nights, but I never saw his stab wounds."
"You fell into bed and slept for two nights.
Even if Charlie Wang had dragons painted all over his body, you couldn't see it."
Xin Yun was a little embarrassed.
"It seems that he didn't want anyone to see his knife wound.
I happened to bump into him as a teacher.
When he saw me, his first reaction was to put on clothes."
Xin Yun remembered something.
"Master, there is something I thought was fine, but I forgot to tell you."
Qingfeng asked, "What's the matter?"
"Master, Teacher Wang, there are a few books in the bag that look like radicals."
"Is it such a character?"
Qingfeng said while writing a character similar to a radical.
"That's right, I can see it clearly, it's such a strange word."
"Master, can this be called a word?"
"This is the Japanese language of the Japanese country that took Taiwan away from us after the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1894."
Qingfeng was shocked, "The person who killed your father knew Fuso Ninjutsu, and the injured part of his right arm was the same as Charlie Wang's" Xin Yun did not dare to think any further, "Master, you suspect that Charlie Wang is the assassin?"
“Based on the current situation, Charlie Wang is the biggest suspect.”
The previous image of Charlie Wang in Xin Yun's mind collapsed.
"Master, we must not let this murderer escape.
Tell us what we should do."
"For the current plan, we must first find Charlie Wang and then make long-term plans."
"Master, there are so many people in Wucheng, how can we find Wang Charlie?"
"Master, I just remembered that when I first met Charlie Wang, he said that he had a job in Wucheng that might have something to do with the official family.
It's going to be dark soon.
Let's find an inn to stay in when we enter the city.
Then we can make plans."
Before night fell, master and apprentice Qingfeng entered the city.
This Wucheng is indeed prosperous, with many shops, a constant flow of pedestrians in the market, and foreign companies.
Looking at the Westerner with a high nose and blue eyes, Xin Yun recalled the scene of Uncle Tiesuo patting the Blood Demon on the shoulder and calling him brother.
He smiled and said to his master, "Master, I think Uncle Tiesuo is right.
This Westerner has long Just like a blood demon."
Qingfeng said, "The body, hair and skin are just different from ours, don't talk nonsense."
"Master, do you think there are any inns opened by foreigners?
If so, let's stay there too."
Such a strange thought suddenly appeared in Xin Yun's weird mind.
"Okay, if there is, my teacher will definitely take you to live there."
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The two masters and apprentices walked along the street looking for an inn.
There was a shop next to an English store with a signboard in Chinese characters.
There were foreigners coming and going, as well as Chinese people dressed in Western clothes.
"Master, this store is so busy.
What kind of place is this?"
Xin Yun asked his master while looking at the series of foreign characters written on the sign.
"Master, I don't understand foreign languages.
You and me, the master and the apprentice, come in and ask, and you will know."
With Qingfeng in front and Xin Yun behind, they entered the store.
Fortunately, the clerk in the store is a young man with yellow skin.
Seeing the master and apprentice, a foreign sentence blurted out.
After saying it twice, neither the master nor the disciple understood it and looked at each other in confusion
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