Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

After Lu Zhengqiu finished speaking, he didn't make a sound, just tortured the person opposite with his eyes.

Although his face was calm, his eyes were as cold and ruthless as a falcon.

Under this silent torture, the leader's palms were already sweating. For the first time, he knew that people's eyes could be so cruel.

After a long while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and said frankly: "Ni Yan is a prostitute in Yichunlou, and that brand is his."

As soon as he said a word, everyone in the room was shocked.

Mrs. Ni asked tremblingly: "It's a matter of reputation, you... are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true!" The clerk was also angered and raised his voice, "In places like brothels, no one will use their original name. Chunyan is his alias, because he started taking jobs this spring. Yes, with his figure, identity, skin business is better than women. He is willing, so why should I cover it up for him..."

Before he finished speaking, Catcher Chen slapped the palm of his hand on the table and said sharply, "Shut up."

He finally lowered his head: "Master Chen, I've confessed, Ni Yan is a new celebrity in Chunlou, and the brothers managed to scrape together some money and wanted to play with him, that's all, it definitely didn't hurt him life."

"Are the injuries all over his body just for fun?" Lu Dongqing asked sharply, clenched her fists.

"It was because he was disobedient and bit my hand without authorization, so we taught him a lesson," he said as he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the two crimson tooth marks on the cuffs, "It's just a soft whip, it won't come out. Human life!"

Lu Dongqing stood there in a daze, not even listening to the yamen's excuses behind him. He understood many things in a trance—why every time Yan'er came back from the town, she always had money bulging in her pockets, but she always carried money on her body. With a strange injury.

Why does he always look at himself hesitantly, and always slips away from him quickly.

It is not a glorious thing for a man to be a prostitute.

What those men did to him was definitely not what a gentleman did.

Ni Yan is still just a child, at the age when she should act rashly, be free and enjoy the love of her parents.

If he had no other way out, he would definitely not want to ruin his reputation and ruin his body in this way.

In the past year, what kind of grievances he has endured, he is completely unaware.

Lu Dongqing slowly turned to the yamen who was still defending himself, and asked word by word: "You... how could you do such a nasty thing, he is only 15 years old!"

The man did not answer his question.

He saw a sneer of contempt on the lips of the man, as if mocking his innocence silently.

He was stunned, the close and undisguised malice was like a bucket of ice water being poured from the top of his head, he only felt cold, the chill penetrated into his heart along his spine, as if frozen by frost, piercing through his heart.

He seems to have returned to the dusk that he tried to forget nine years ago, when ruthless iron hooves flattened his homeland, and red tongues of fire engulfed his closest relatives.

Mixed feelings of remorse and anger gushed out from the bottom of his heart, as if phosphorite was stained with sparks and exploded in his head.

His eyes turned white, and his fists were already clenched.

At this time, someone patted his shoulder lightly.

Lu Zhengqiu didn't know when he came behind him, he didn't speak, but just pinched his shoulder lightly with his fingers.

Unbelievably, Lu Dongqing gradually calmed down. He vaguely recalled that at that evening, he was not alone. At that time, this hand also firmly grasped his shoulder, supporting the weight of his whole body.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and looked around the miserable room again.

The shameless people are still trying to argue: "It's just a deal you like, what's wrong!"

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Lu Zhengqiu interjected at the right time, "Besides that, you also said other things to him, such as 'If you can't hand over the money, tell his parents what he did'?"

Lu Dongqing, as if waking up from a dream, stepped forward and grabbed the man by the collar, angrily said: "You are still blackmailing him, aren't you!"

The man also retorted unceremoniously: "You have nothing to prove, why do you slander people!"

Lu Dongqing took half a step back, frowning tightly. He did not have any evidence for the speculation just now.

Ni Yan has passed away, and no one in the world can tell the pain in his heart for him, and no one knows what kind of entanglements he has gone through to steal this box.

Chen Butou came to his subordinates and angrily said: "Shut up, all of you are men with families, but it is not shameful enough to do this kind of business with money! From now on, whoever talks nonsense, Watch me smash his mouth."

Perhaps his tough attitude finally worked, the three of them finally shut up and lowered their heads.

A childish voice came from the door: "Brother, brother, hasn't he come back yet?"

There was only a creak, and the door of the study was opened. A thin and small girl was holding the edge of the door, peeping into the room with a pair of big eyes.

This person is Ni Yan's younger sister, Jing Yue, Jing Sanlang's only daughter.

Jing Yue is younger than Ni Yan, not yet 14 years old, her physical appearance has just begun to take shape of a woman, and her mannerisms are very reserved.

She didn't seem to know what happened at home, and she kept looking into the house with curious eyes.

She only needs to take a few steps forward, and she will be able to see her brother's body.

Chen Butou quickly walked to the door, while blocking his sight, he quickly closed the door, turned around and said to the grandmother in the room: "Mother-in-law, please take the child to the room first."

Grandma nodded in agreement, stepped out of the door, and grabbed the girl's shoulders: "Miss, follow me..."

The people in the room fell silent. After watching the two go away, Mrs. Ni finally cried bitterly: "...my poor son..."

Jing Sanlang eagerly looked at Chen Butou as if grasping for a life-saving straw: "Master Chen, you must uphold justice for us."

Chen Butou sighed, and turned to the three subordinates: "You guys, first take out all the money and help the two couples bury the dead, and then follow me back to the Yamen to accept the crime."

Several people looked at each other, seeing the anger on Chen Butou's face, they finally nodded in response, and took out a money bag from their pockets.

"Wait!" Lu Zhengqiu interrupted them loudly.

This is the second time he has said this sentence, and it is also the second time he has attracted everyone's attention. No one knows what he is planning.

Lu Dongqing also looked at him in surprise, totally unable to figure out what he was thinking.

Chen Butou asked: "Do you have any advice, sir?"

Lu Zhengqiu cupped his hands and said: "I dare not be a teacher, I just want to do my best to save a young life."

Chen Butou was also puzzled: "Dare to ask what you mean?"

Lu Zhengqiu turned to his apprentice and asked, "Dongqing, is the poison she was poisoned by Qingtengsan?"

Without knowing it, Lu Dongqing went in, nodded truthfully and said: "Exactly."

Lu Zhengqiu raised his eyebrows: "Then I will criticize you for not being good at learning, have you forgotten that the poison of Qingteng powder is not without medicine."

Lu Dongqing was surprised and looked at him blankly.

He went on to say: "It is recorded in the Pharmacopoeia that Qingteng powder often grows near the snake's nest, and it interacts with the snake's venom. Isn't there a python cave master enshrined in the back mountain of our Sanping village? , may be able to dispel the toxicity of Qingteng powder."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked. Mrs. Ni struggled to stand up from her husband's arms, and asked in a trembling voice: "Really...is there really such a way?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded.

Madam Ni's voice trembled more and more: "As long as I can... save her... I will do anything..."

But Jing Sanlang took her shoulders, shook his head and said: "Today is the fifteenth day, and it is the time of the month when the yin energy is at its peak, and there are often strange beasts in and out. Wouldn't it be self-defeating to enter the back mountain at this time?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "Of course there is danger, but this little friend Ni Yan can be regarded as our old acquaintance. The two of you are frightened and need to rest. Our master and apprentice are willing to go there for you."

Mrs. Ni leaned in her husband's arms, staring at him blankly, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

Lu Zhengqiu smiled slightly and comforted her: "Madam, please don't worry, the medicine smell on us is very strong, even strange beasts don't like to eat it."

This pretense of being relaxed finally had some effect, Madam Ni was silent for a while, and finally nodded in response, muttering in her mouth: "I am really grateful to you two."

Lu Zhengqiu knocked his wooden staff on the ground, and turned to the Yamen behind him: "Then please prepare a wooden coffin, and we will carry her into the mountain as soon as it gets dark tonight."

Jing Saburo asked: "Where are you going?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "If you want to invite the master of Bogtian Cave to come out of the mountain, you will naturally go to the Snake King Temple."