To tell the truth, Lu Chen did not expect that he would be able to see Sumo so quickly and smoothly. Originally he thought that Sumo, as the only suspect and detained suspect, would at least be locked up in some secret place and strictly guarded.
Who knew that He Yi would actually appear to be somewhat careless and directly locked the two of them together.
This action was not normal, or it should be said that it was not normal at all. Whether Sumo was the Evil Sect spy or not had not been determined, casually locked up with other people, wouldn't it be dangerous?
Also, that day when Su Qingjun returned to the Su family and made a big fuss, Lu Chen was tormented and seriously injured by Sumo and the rest, these things were not difficult to find out. Lu Chen did not believe that a scheming person like He Yi would not know about it.
And now that he was locked up with Sumo, there seemed to be some meaning in it.
These thoughts flashed through Lu Chen's mind like a spark but there was not much change in his expression, only looking at the man who was hiding in the corner in the dark room and moaning for help, he could vaguely see that he was the once arrogant Sumo.
Lu Chen greeted Sumo but Sumo did not respond to him, her mouth was still muttering those two simple words.
Lu Chen frowned, squatted down in front of him and saw clearly that Sumo had shrunk into a ball, buried her head on her knees, her hands behind her head, as if she was very afraid.
"Save me … save me … sister, save me …" Sumo was still speaking intermittently in a low voice, her voice seemed to be trembling, instead she did not respond to Lu Chen who was very close at hand.
Lu Chen reached out and gently patted Sumo's shoulder. Sumo's body shrank a little, but it seemed to be an instinctive reaction. There was no other movement.
This situation seemed a little strange and strange. Lu Chen stared at Sumo and did not speak. He fell into deep thought. After a while, he suddenly stood up and looked around.
This was a dark room. Most of the rooms in the martyr's tomb were like this. Because it was too dark, it was sometimes hard to tell how big the room was. And in this room, there was a place where the darkness was especially thick, right against the wall of the room.
Lu Chen stared at the thick darkness, then looked at his surroundings. After a while, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. He sneered, and there seemed to be a hint of ridicule in his smile.
…
By the time Su Qingjun returned to Flying Goose Terrace alone, the sky had already darkened. She was in a bad mood. All kinds of dark and strange scenes kept appearing in front of her eyes. She was a little worried, even more worried than before.
She was worried about her brother, Sumo, and also worried about Lu Chen.
As she walked on the mountain path, Su Qingjun made up her mind to go to the gloomy martyr's tomb again tomorrow morning. No matter what, she had to try her best to save them. Although there might be all kinds of inexplicable undercurrents behind this matter, it had nothing to do with Sumo and Lu Chen!
When she walked up to Flying Goose Terrace, her body suddenly paused. In the cold night, she saw a black dog squatting alone in front of the wooden house, looking at the mountain path here.
After a while, Atsu got up and slowly walked over. When it came to Su Qingjun's side, it first looked behind her. When it found that there was no one there, Atsu raised its head to look at Su Qingjun and softly barked.
Su Qingjun did not have much contact with this black dog. Because Lu Chen insisted on bringing Atsu with him, she did not mind and let Atsu live on Flying Goose Terrace, and they only met a few times.
But tonight, she felt that Atsu seemed to be a little different from usual, but she could not tell what was different.
Perhaps it was because they had too little contact.
Su Qingjun sighed and said to Atsu, "Are you waiting for Lu Chen, Atsu?"
Atsu looked at her and wagged its tail. Because it was injured, it only had one eye and half of its tail left. When it wagged its tail, it looked a little funny. Looking at its one eye and the remaining scars on its face, it gave people a sense of tragedy. These two completely different feelings were strangely mixed on this black dog.
Su Qingjun felt a little apologetic in her heart, but then she felt a little funny. Looking at Atsu, she did not know why, but she still felt a little uncomfortable. She softly said, "Lu Chen has been detained, he can't come back tonight. But I have already thought about it. I will go there tomorrow. No matter what they find out, as long as I can't confirm that he is the traitor, I will definitely bring him back, okay? "
Atsu quietly looked at Su Qingjun, the light in its only eye was dim and uncertain. The half of its tail behind it had unknowingly stopped.
Su Qingjun saw that Ah-Tu didn't respond for a long time. She didn't know if he understood her words, so she could only sigh softly. She then turned around and walked into the cave residence. She opened the stone door and walked in.
The heavy stone door closed behind her, and the Flying Goose Platform once again fell into silence.
The night became colder.
The black dog slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff. It looked at the vast sea of clouds in silence.
Its only eye lit up with a dark green light, like a crystal clear gem, but also like the deep sea. It slowly raised its head and looked at the dark night sky.
This night, the clouds were very thick, blocking the moonlight and the stars.
It was as if there was only darkness left in this world.
It stood there alone, the night wind getting tighter and colder.
It looked up at the sky, its black fur swaying, and its dark green eyes shining.
Suddenly, it raised its head and howled at the sky, at the night sky, at the dark clouds, or at the cold moon that could not be seen but must be hidden high up in the sky!
"Awooo …"
The mournful howl echoed above the sea of clouds, lingering for a long time!
… …
Su Qingjun did get up early the next morning. After dressing up, she walked out of the cave, ready to go to the cemetery. When she left the Flying Goose Platform, she glanced at the wooden house, but she did not see Atsu, so she thought that maybe the black dog was still sleeping.
Su Qingjun got up very early, but on the same morning, there was someone else who got up even earlier than her. He walked through the long street of Kunwu City, which had not yet become lively.
Although the street was not lively, there were already some pedestrians. The fat Old Ma yawned. He saw a stall selling breakfast on the side of the road ahead, so he walked over and sat down.
This kind of roadside stall, of course, sold food for mortals in the secular world. There was no such thing as food made of various spiritual materials, so ordinary cultivators would not patronize this place. However, Old Ma was obviously more like a mortal. He casually sat down, ordered some steaming hot breakfast and hot porridge, and ate them in big mouthfuls. His forehead was slightly sweaty, and it was only then that he seemed to heave a sigh of relief, looking a bit more comfortable.
"It's so cold tonight," he said with some emotion. He then turned his head to the north and glanced at the majestic Kunlun Mountain Range. Even the tall city walls of Kunwu City couldn't block the rise and fall of the majestic mountain range.
Old Ma pursed his lips and said to himself, "I've done what I should. You better not bother me. Let's see what you do next."
He was in a daze for a while, then he called the stall owner to pay the bill.
The stall owner was an old man, so he came over to settle the bill. When he turned around to leave, he suddenly saw Old Ma's hand, so he reminded Old Ma, "Sir, your hand is bleeding."
Old Ma looked down and saw some blood between the fingers of his left hand. He immediately smiled and said to the stall owner, "Ah, I didn't expect to cut my hand. Thank you, Boss. I'll go bandage it later."
The old man chuckled, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and walked away. Old Ma stood up and walked back to the street. As he walked, he calmly wiped his left hand under his sleeve. That trace of blood was wiped on it, then it disappeared from his hand.
He happily and contentedly walked forward, just like an ordinary person. At this time, the street gradually became lively and more and more people appeared. No one noticed a fat man with bloodstains on his hand gradually walked into the crowd and disappeared.
… …
He Yi did not sleep well that night.
The Yin energy in the righteous grave was too heavy, it was really not suitable for ordinary people to live in. Even for a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator like him, living here for a long time would also feel uncomfortable.
If one lived in this kind of shady place for a long time, perhaps even one's temperament would become strange, just like that corpse watcher. He Yi was actually curious about the corpse watcher. This skinny and shriveled old man was mysterious and obviously powerful. He also seemed to have some unexplainable grudges with the newly promoted Yuanying Zhenren, Dongfang Tao, which made him even more unfathomable.
But right now, these were not the things that He Yi was most concerned about. He was recommended by Dukon Zhenren to Sect Leader Idle Month Zhenren. He was wholeheartedly pursuing that Evil Faction spy murder case. However, this matter had been dragged on for a long time, He Yi was actually feeling a great deal of pressure.
And because of this, he had no choice but to gradually turn his methods more intense. It was already too late to use the previous gentle and tactful methods. Teacher and Sect Leader Reverend, they could not continue to indulge like that.
He Yi felt wronged, this Evil Faction spy's methods were ruthless but unusually cautious. Even with his very familiar experience with the Evil Faction, after so long, he still could not find any reliable clues. But in his heart, he did not blame those two teachers. Without them, he would still be in closed-door training and reflecting on his mistakes. Without them, he would not have been able to come out and do things so early.
He Yi even felt a little ashamed and felt that he had let down his teacher and Sect Leader Reverend.
So, today, he felt that the reason why he could not calm down last night was because he did not do a good job. Then today, he must think of a way to carefully interrogate the two people who were currently detained, and strive to find out something.
If there were any results, based on this merit, he would definitely be able to let his younger brother, He Gang, return to the Kunlun Party.
When He Yi thought of this, his somewhat heavy heart lightened up a lot. When he strode out of the room, he probably thought of his younger brother, the corners of his mouth carried a trace of a smile.
But the moment he walked to the courtyard, he was suddenly stunned. On the grave's black main entrance, the room door was opened but he did not know when, but there was a black dog standing outside.
The black dog was staring at him.
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