Entering the spiritual hall, a group of women and children bowed their heads and paid their respects, all crying.

Zhao Changhe stepped forward to pay his respects and offer incense. Looking around at the expressions of the people, he felt something was off.

The so-called women and children were all women, ranging from their twenties to their forties or fifties. It seemed that they were all the wives and concubines of the deceased, with no elderly or children present, nor any other relatives such as uncles or brothers. It didn't seem like a family at all.

And the crying was also strange. It was common to see relatives crying when paying respects to their deceased relatives in the mortal world, but after a few days, there wouldn't be many people crying anymore. But these people had been crying for so many days.

He couldn't help but think that if time in the mortal world continued to pass, he should have been "missing" for almost a year now. He wondered how his parents would cry... What's the point of giving gold foil? If he could defeat the blind woman, he would have the heart to kill her!

Hmm...

To kill that demon woman...

Zhao Changhe stood there in a daze.

He had long forgotten about the "mainline" of entering this world. Originally, it was said that he could return by killing that demon woman. After the blind woman entered his dream, she also mentioned two paths to return: one was to fulfill this "great wish," and the other was to cultivate to the point of breaking through the barriers of time and space.

No one knew who the demon woman was, and in the dream, he only saw her back. There was no way to find her. Sometimes Zhao Changhe also wondered if Sisi, Ah Si, or even Yi Huo She could be that demon woman. Otherwise, why did he always encounter the demon woman? Based on this, Zhao Changhe never planned to explore who that demon woman really was, afraid of causing trouble if he found out.

But now, he suddenly remembered the three cards that came with the transmigration. Theoretically, they all belonged to him. The first card was the Eye Behind the Back, the second card was the Position Card, which was still entangled and unresolved, entangling him with the identity of the prince, and most of the storms that had unfolded so far were related to this matter and had not yet subsided.

The third card was the clue to uncovering the identity of the demon woman... But as a clue to decryption, how could this thing "belong to him"?

So far, the only place where it could be manifested was...

The awakening and sealing of the heavenly book by himself.

Was it really because of the credit for wiping that thing? Maybe the third card had already taken effect...

But here's the problem, the three cards were given by the blind woman. If the blind woman was the spirit of the book, did she give it to herself?

In that case, she wasn't the spirit of the book?

The logic was a bit confused for a moment, and he couldn't figure it out. But he had never thought about this question before, and this unexpected inspiration made him think about it in this direction in the future...

Zhao Changhe collected his scattered thoughts, and the people from the Ji family had been staring at him in a daze for a while. This Huang-faced man who claimed to be from the Shenhuang Sect had been silently staring at the coffin since the beginning of the ceremony, giving off a creepy feeling.

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe finally spoke, "Junior Brother Ji entrusted me to investigate the situation. How did Uncle Ji die?"

The woman who had previously called him out to preside over justice choked with sobs, "Originally, my husband arranged a feast and invited Han Wubing to discuss matters. But for some reason, Han Wubing suddenly launched a surprise attack during the banquet, and my husband died on the spot without any defense. Fortunately, Pinghu Huiyan was eating nearby and heard the noise, so he rushed in..."

Fortunately... that choice of words.

Zhao Changhe looked at her deeply but didn't say anything.

When things have come to this point, why do you still want someone else to preside over justice? Just let Yan Lianping handle it.

An old butler-like old man next to him couldn't help but say, "It was indeed Han Wubing who killed the leader. If this senior brother can help us catch the murderer, we would be extremely grateful. But the most urgent matter at hand is to help us protect the Ji family's industry, considering the relationship between our young masters and senior brothers."

Zhao Changhe became alert, "What do you mean?"

"Now that the Xingyi Gang is without a leader, many high-ranking members have been absorbed by the Pinghu Hui, and the gang's industries have been merged by the Pinghu Hui. We have accepted this. But some of the industries are personally owned by the master, how can they be swallowed up? Now, our group of brothers is guarding Taiping Street, but how long can we hold on? Yan Lianping is currently digesting various industries, and it won't be long before everything is over..."

Zhao Changhe nodded, "Then take me to Taiping Street."

The butler was overjoyed, "May I ask for the name of this senior brother?"

Zhao Changhe patted his wine gourd, "Situ Xiao."

The room fell silent. Even the woman's eyes flashed with shock.

It really was Situ Xiao who came here. The nature of the matter was different from that of an ordinary disciple!

Isn't Situ Xiao supposed to use a heavy sword? This knife... could it be a fake?

Zhao Changhe silently apologized to Situ Xiao in his heart, and with a cold gaze, he observed the expressions of the people, becoming more and more certain.

He deliberately mentioned the name Situ Xiao. Only by stirring up this muddy water with a shark could the mud underneath be exposed.

Looking at it now, there were probably no good people in Hongdong County... The death of Ji Yinan didn't really make anyone sad. Otherwise, upon hearing the name Situ Xiao, they shouldn't be shocked, but rather overjoyed. Even this butler didn't genuinely want to protect the young master's industry. He wanted to use the power of the "young master senior brother" to benefit himself.

The butler hesitated and tentatively said, "This senior brother, it's not that we suspect, but Mr. Situ doesn't seem to be in this outfit..."

Zhao Changhe suddenly pushed his palm forward, and in an instant, the wind and thunder raged, the white banners in the spiritual hall howled, and the candle flames shattered.

"Shenhuang Wind and Thunder Palm!" The butler didn't dare to take this palm and quickly retreated, waving his hand, "Mr. Situ, please calm down..."

Zhao Changhe said coldly, "My junior brother's father was murdered, and all of you only care about the industry. Is it really Han Wubing who killed him just because you said so? I want to examine the body."

Everyone looked at each other.Zhao Changhe fully embodied the demeanor of Situ Xiao, and spat out, "What, could it be that you guys are plotting to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the woman hurriedly said, "If Mr. Situ wants to examine the body, that's naturally good... Someone, open the coffin!"

As the coffin lid was moved aside, Zhao Changhe covered his nose and stepped forward, carefully examining the fatal wound on the corpse's chest.

Unlike the last time he examined a corpse for evil energy, where the body was already decayed, this one was still intact. Han Wubing's sword was slightly thinner and longer than most, and to a professional eye, the wound was easy to distinguish, indeed looking like it was inflicted by Han Wubing.

But Zhao Changhe sneered inwardly.

Because Han Wubing's usual sword had broken long ago, and he had later found a new one in the sword room. Zhao Changhe had seen that sword, it was of a common shape, not at all thinner or longer than others.

This person was not killed by Han Wubing.

Of course, whether or not Han Wubing was the killer in this case was not important. Even if he was, it wouldn't be a big deal. He wasn't here to solve the case of who the murderer was, but to figure out the strength of the killer.

Suppressing his disgust, he reached out to lightly touch the wound, feeling the residual energy inside, and let the Heavenly Book analyze it.

After a long, long time, he finally covered the body again without any change in his expression, and said lightly, "It is indeed Han Wubing's sword. Madam, please accept my condolences..."

The woman bowed, "Please, sir, take charge."

Zhao Changhe nodded, then said to the steward, "Take me to see these so-called properties."

The steward bowed and nodded, "Mr. Situ, please."

Taiping Street was the street where the Ji family resided. The steward, somewhat obsequiously, accompanied Zhao Changhe on a tour of several shops and restaurants, saying with a forced smile, "The master was devoted to the gang, and his own properties were not many, just these few. If they were all taken away, he would not rest in peace..."

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Zhao Changhe's gaze fell on a shop selling cow and sheep hides, "The Xingyi Gang mainly deals in industries like sheepskin? Hmm... and cheese, mare's milk wine..."

The steward said, "They are all top-quality products from the north, unrelated to the barbarians, Mr. Situ, you can rest assured."

"Alright, I have a grasp on this matter. Tomorrow I will talk to Yan Lianping. The things of my junior brother Ji cannot fall into the hands of others."

"With Mr. Situ taking action, Yan Lianping will surely give face!" The steward bowed and nodded, "The guest room has been cleaned, please stay, sir."

Zhao Changhe shook his head, "I have another place to stay, I will come to find you tomorrow morning."

The steward did not dare to insist, and watched with a forced smile as Zhao Changhe left.

Zhao Changhe quietly observed for a long time with his third eye, then suddenly used his lightness skill to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Someone chased him to the corner of the street, lost Zhao Changhe's trace, and looked at each other in dismay, "How did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"That's Situ Xiao, it's not surprising that we can't keep up, let's go tell the gang leader..."

"Damn, this city is getting weirder and weirder, all kinds of immortals are drilling in."

Zhao Changhe emerged from the shadows, laughing silently.

The Ji family's servants all went straight to report to the "gang leader"...

Only then did he truly use his lightness skill and disappear into the darkness.

He silently returned to the small courtyard of the inn, where a pig-headed man was sitting inside with a candle lit, seemingly having been waiting for him for a long time.

Zhao Changhe walked in and laughed, "So, do you have any clues on your side?"

Rosefinch said lazily, "I can't say for sure, but at least I know that Han Wubing hasn't been captured by the Pinghu Association. I eavesdropped on their private conversations, and they all said they didn't catch Han Wubing, which can't be faked. As for what they told me to my face, I don't know if it's true or false, can you analyze it?"

"Oh? There are doubts that you don't know if they are true or false?"

"Yeah, they told me that He Lei was staying at the Ji family's. Either Yan Lianping is lying, or Wei Zicai is lying. Whoever is lying is a traitor to their own side, and the other party is not a traitor, right?"

"From your tone, you still hope that Yan Lianping is not a traitor, and the problem is actually with Wei Zicai?"

"Of course, do I really hope that there is a traitor among the Twenty-Eight Constellations?"

"But unfortunately, both of them are lying." Zhao Changhe said seriously, "Tomorrow I will negotiate with Yan Lianping in the name of Situ Xiao, and he may bring you to listen in. No matter what happens then, you must be on guard against Yan Lianping, and it would be best if you could take the initiative to attack him first... I suspect that he is not just at the Xuan Guan Eighth Level, he might be at the level of the Human List, and you must not be careless."

Rosefinch was stunned for a moment, and his expression under the mask seemed a bit ugly.

If what Zhao Changhe said was true, then according to the setting of the Winged Fire Snake at the Xuan Guan Ninth Level, there might really be an accident, and he would really have to owe him a favor...

But how could he judge that Yan Lianping was at the level of the Human List? Even if he went to examine the body, he couldn't find out, could he?

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