bookcurios Chapter 231 Lotus Tower (57)
Chapter 231 Lotus Tower (57)
The night was as dark as ink, and the villa was so quiet that only the chirping of insects could be heard.
"Lolo," Li Xiangyi said softly, his eyes sweeping across every corner of the room, as if to confirm that there was no risk of eavesdropping. "It seems that the person who knows these Qimen Dunjia techniques is the murderer."
Qiao Wanwan nodded, frowning, and said worriedly, "Yes, Huahua. But there are so many experts in this villa, so we need to be careful."
Fang Duobing was rubbing his hands together, eager to give it a try: "Humph, no matter who he is, if he dares to do evil under my nose, I will make him pay! Gu Fengxin, he turned out to be a member of the Dunjia Sect, so he is the biggest suspect!"
Li Xiangyi smiled slightly and patted Fang Duobing's shoulder: "Fang Xiaobao, you are still so impulsive. However, you are right, Gu Fengxin is indeed a big suspect. Tomorrow morning, we will tell them what we have found out."
He turned to look at Qiao Wanwan, his eyes gentle, "Lolo is tired too, let's go back to the room and rest first. Fang Xiaobao, you should go back and rest too, we'll talk about the investigation tomorrow."
Although Fang Duobing was unwilling, he knew that this was not the time to show off, so he nodded and turned to leave.
After returning to the room, Qiao Wanwan closed the door, walked to Li Xiangyi, and said softly: "Xiangyi, Di Feisheng is here too. Should we go deal with him first?"
Li Xiangyi shook his head and held Qiao Wanwan's hand. "Wanwan, this isn't right. Although Di Feisheng only has 60% of his strength left, his Sad Wind Poplar is very effective. If we go find him and fight, it will alert many people."
"Our main task now is to find Guanyin's Tears. The map of the First-Rank Tomb is in the hands of Manor Master Wei. Judging by how respectful he is to Di Feisheng, he must be a member of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance. We can't act rashly."
A trace of reluctance flashed in Qiao Wanwan's eyes: "But, Xiangyi..."
Li Xiangyi interrupted her, his tone firm: "Wanwan, you have been tortured by the green tea poison for ten years for me. Even if Guanyin's tears can only play a small role, I will get it. As for my brother's matter, as long as Di Feisheng is still alive, we have a chance."
Li Xiangyi's words were like a reassurance, which gradually calmed Qiao Wanwan's originally restless heart.
She pulled out a mask from her bosom and handed it to Li Xiangyi: "You should wear it tomorrow. Although we have slightly changed our appearance and the light is dim at night, people who have seen us before will still recognize us during the day. After we find Guanyin's tears, we will go and settle the score with Di Feisheng."
Li Xiangyi took the mask and gently stroked it, as if he could sense Qiao Wanwan's determination. He smiled gently and took Qiao Wanwan in his arms: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Now can we rest, my lady?"
Qiao Wanwan snuggled in Li Xiangyi's arms, nodded gently, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
The next morning, Li Xiangyi and Qiao Wanwan got up early, washed and dressed, and went to find Fang Duobing.
When Fang Duobing saw the two men, he immediately noticed the masks they were wearing and asked in surprise, "Hey, why are you wearing masks? It's so inconvenient."
Li Xiangyi blinked his eyes and said mysteriously, "Ah, aren't we going to the tomb later? We have a custom in our hometown that if we go to the tomb and some unclean creature sees our appearance, we will be haunted."
Fang Duobing was so frightened when he heard this that his face turned pale and he quickly covered his face: "Is it so scary? Sister Luo, do you have any more? Make one for me too."
Looking at Fang Duobing's panicked look, Qiao Wanwan couldn't help but smile. She took out another mask from her luggage and handed it to him: "Here, take it."
Fang Duobing was overjoyed and quickly put on the mask, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The three of them arrived at the hall and found that everyone had already gathered there, seemingly waiting for them. Li Xiangyi cleared his throat and recounted his findings and speculations from last night in detail.
"...So, we believe that the biggest suspect is the person who knows the art of Qimen Dunjia." Li Xiangyi said, and swept his eyes over the crowd.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally turned their eyes to Gu Fengxin.
Qiu Tuo spoke first, his tone unfriendly: "Among us, only Brother Gu was a member of the Dunjia Sect, right?"
Gu Fengxin's face turned pale in an instant. He clenched his fists tightly, as if trying hard to control his emotions.
Zhang Qinghu was furious when he saw this. He stood up suddenly, pointed at Gu Fengxin's nose and cursed, "Gu, we brothers have no grudge against you, why did you kill him?"
Gu Fengxin's body trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "No grudges or hatred? Do you still remember Yu Wanwan?"
Zhang Qinghu was stunned, as if he was recalling something.
"Five years ago, when you were working with the Lion and Tiger Twins, my sister Yu Wanwan was raped and killed by that beast Zhang Qingshi while he was drunk!" Gu Fengxin's voice became increasingly agitated, his eyes filled with flames of hatred.
"Although my Dunjia Sect has declined, we will not allow ourselves to be bullied! I diligently practice the art of Qimen Dunjia just to get revenge one day!"
Gu Fengxin's clenched fists trembled slightly with extreme anger, his nails digging deep into his palms, leaving bloody marks. His chest heaved violently, and every breath was filled with uncontrollable anger.
"Though our Dunjia Sect may be in decline, we will not be bullied!" Gu Fengxin's voice echoed through the room like thunder, each word brimming with power and determination. "I diligently search for an opportunity, so that one day I can avenge my grievances!"
He stared at Zhang Qinghu intently, as if he wanted to eat him alive. His eyes were filled with endless hatred and pain, which made people shudder.
"That bastard Zhang Qingshi deserves to die!" Gu Fengxin gritted his teeth, each word coming out from between his teeth, filled with deep hatred. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, filled with the pleasure of revenge and endless sadness.
Gu Fengxin then recounted the story of himself and his sister, Yu Wanwan. Due to the meager income of the Dunjia Sect, the siblings struggled financially. To make ends meet, they chanced upon a tomb-diving expedition.
"Although we encountered many dangers during that trip to the tomb, we also gained a lot." Gu Fengxin recalled, a complex light flashing in his eyes. "My sister and I thought we could live a good life from then on."
He paused, his tone growing graver. "But we were too naive. That experience of visiting the tomb, while it temporarily freed us from poverty, also plunged us into a greater crisis."
"Although my brother and I were cautious, we were still targeted." A trace of fear flashed in Gu Fengxin's eyes. "Those people were the Lion and Tiger Twins and Zhang Qinghu and the others."
"They threatened us and asked us to hand over the treasures we found in the tomb." Gu Fengxin clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. "Of course we refused, so they..."
His voice choked, and he could no longer speak. The painful memory, like a nightmare, tormented him constantly.
"Wanwan...she was killed by that beast Zhang Qingshi in order to protect me and those treasures..."
Gu Fengxin burst into tears, he could no longer control his emotions, "She was still so young, she had so many bright futures...but, everything was ruined by that beast!"