Moonlight and wind

Chapter 221: The Luowei Cult Appears

"What a thief crying 'stop thief'!" Yi-Yi-Hui desperately held onto the unparalleled sharp blade and refused to let go. "I saw thunder and the little thief was targeting me!" Yi-Yi-Hui argued, "It was obvious that the little thief stole it from my boots!"

"Nonsense! How do I know you have a dagger?" The thief shouted arrogantly, "This is my family heirloom!"

"Your heirloom?" Li was delighted when he heard it. "This dagger has only been made for a month! Even if you have been making it since your mother's womb, it is still not old enough to be a family heirloom!" Li put his arm around the little thief's neck and said jokingly, "Next time you make up a lie, use your brain!"

"You little thief! Let me go!" His eyes were wide open and he was very angry.

"I can prove it!" A man squeezed in from the crowd, "This kid's father is a martial artist! His grandfather is even more amazing! It's said that his martial arts skills are at the level of a martial master! I believe this dagger must belong to this kid!"

The onlookers nodded one after another. They were all neighbors and knew the thief's background. As for this unfamiliar old man, wouldn't it be easy for him to bully an old man from outside in his own territory?

"Don't waste time talking to them! Send him to the government office! Beat him with forty boards and see if he still can't keep talking and is itching to do something!" More and more people started to make a fuss, and everyone crowded towards Yi Yan Hui and Li!

In a panic, the dagger in his hand slipped out!

The little thief slipped away through the crowd with a dagger in his hand, smiling triumphantly!

Yi Ke Hui and Li were pushed towards the yamen!

"Not bad!" The thief hid in an alley, took out the dagger and touched it again and again, "How much can this be sold for? It's enough for me to drink a few pots of wine!"

A gust of fragrant wind blew over, and the thief put the dagger into his arms and sniffed it hard with his nose.

Just as he was about to leave, he felt someone appear behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw four women in strange long skirts standing behind him.

The indigo purple long skirt glowed with a green fluorescence, and it seemed that some pattern was faintly flashing. Under the skirt, there were copper bells hanging on the four corners, but there was no sound at all!

"Who are you, sisters?" Before the thief could finish his words, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground and died!

The leading woman swayed over to the thief, watching his eyes widen in fear as he died, then she coldly reached into his arms and pulled out the unparalleled blade.

The four of them disappeared in the alley like a gust of wind!

After the woman left, a green gas emanated from the thief's mouth and nose!

Yu Wenlin came to Huajianji and sat in the private room on the second floor, with the door wide open, looking around.

"Young master, are you looking for a girl you know?" The madam touched the silver ingot in her hand attentively. It was the one Jianyun had just given her.

"Is there anyone called Miss Yunfang, or anyone who knows Miss Yunfang?" Yuwen Lin looked at the madam with narrowed eyes and a faint smile.

"This..." The madam looked embarrassed, "Which singing house is this Miss Yunfang from? Why are people talking about her recently?"

"Did anyone mention her?" Yu Wenlin stood up from his chair excitedly. He waved his hand and Jian Yun stepped forward and stuffed a gold ingot into the madam's hand! "Tell me more! There's a reward!"

"Oh! Look at this!" The madam's mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear, holding the ingots in both hands, loving them so much! "I'll go get someone for you right away!" The madam nimbly slipped out of the private room.

As soon as the madam left, a fragrant breeze blew over! Jian Yun suddenly held the knife in front of him, with the knife halfway out of the scabbard, and looked around vigilantly!

"Don't be so startled!" Yu Wenlin was startled by Jian Yun's sudden sword drawing, "Could there be an assassin?"

The fragrant breeze became stronger, and suddenly, the door of the private room closed by itself!

"There's a ghost!" Yuwen Lin jumped up, ran behind Jianyun, and timidly looked out with half of his head exposed.

"Who is coming?" Jian Yun pulled out the knife completely and pointed it at the open window. White mist emerged from his hand and the knife!

The four women in indigo purple dresses appeared in front of the two men like ghosts! The wind blowing in from the window blew their skirts, and the copper bells swung along with it. Jian Yun saw that the bell tongue in the snake-head-shaped bell body kept swinging, but it did not make a sound!

The leading woman took a dagger from her waist and placed it on the altar in the private room.

"Isn't this..." Yu Wenlin poked his head out again, "This is the dagger that was to be sent to the Luohui Cult! Why is it here with the female ghost!"

"If it's lost again, we won't need you trash to be sent to Southern Xinjiang!" A cold voice came from the red lips of the leading woman, "We will take it away ourselves!"

After saying that, the four of them disappeared like ghosts!

"Who are they?" Yu Wenlin stepped out from behind Jian Yun, quickly picked up the dagger from the Bailingtai and put it in his arms.

"They should be the spies sent by the Luowei Sect in Southern Xinjiang to escort the dagger!" Jian Yun put away the knife and closed the window.

"So these four female ghosts have been following us?" Yu Wenlin suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"They will only follow this dagger. Whoever holds the dagger, they will be behind him!"

"But this dagger is with the master, how did it appear here?" Yu Wenlin asked anxiously.

"Maybe something happened to the master!" Jian Yun analyzed, "Or maybe they thought the master couldn't protect the dagger, so they sent him here!"

"Let's find the master first and quickly return the one hundred taels that Zimo owes him!" Yu Wenlin was about to open the door and leave Huajianji, "It's more reliable to keep this thing with Zimo!"

Suddenly, the door of the private room was pushed open, and the madam led a girl in. This girl was exactly the girl that Dan Zimo met when he broke in through the window before!

"Who are you?" The girl looked at Yu Wenlin and the other man in confusion, and her memory was not what Shan Zimo looked like.

"Do you know Miss Yunfang?" Yu Wenlin sat back down.

"No, I don't know him," the girl twisted her slender waist and sat next to Yuwen Lin, "It's just that a young man asked me to ask about him before, and he said he would come to see me last night, but he never came. Today I just thought it was the young man who came!"

"Look, have we found the right place?" Yuwen Lin was very proud. "I know that guy! He'll visit every singing place!"

"Young Master, maybe you came here to find a way to make a living!" Jian Yun was still speaking for Shan Zimo.

"But he never came again?" Yu Wenlin asked.

"Yes, I'm still waiting!" The girl leaned closer to Yuwen Lin again.

Yuwenlin stood up and waved his hand. Jianyun took out another ingot and placed it in front of the girl. "Take it. I guess he won't be here for a while." After saying that, he took Jianyun away from Huajianji.

"Young Master, let's go find the master quickly, and make sure nothing goes wrong!" Yu Wenlin nodded and walked towards the inn first.

The heavy night fell over Yanyu Town. Suddenly, a scream of "Murder!" broke the silence of the town.