Jiang Li stood in the crowd. Taking advantage of the chaos in Wangchun Tower, he quietly squeezed to the stairs and saw Lin Weijin walking hurriedly towards the door under the escort of a group of followers. When the player named Chen Guang passed by him, Jiang Li grabbed his sleeve.

Chen Guang was shocked. After seeing the scene of the tragic death of the courtesan on the stage, he had not recovered from his horror. He instinctively wanted to shake off his sleeves, but after seeing the game iD above the other person's head, he was stunned for a moment.

"Brother, can you find some time to talk to everyone? I have a lot of things to ask you about Lin Weijin."

The player named Jiang Fengmian in front of him looked at him with a sincere look. Chen Guang was a little hesitant because he was the same as the four-season Changqing and Feiyan, who only wanted to spend five days safely, but the player in front of him was obviously working on a hidden mission to investigate the truth.

"This..." Seeing Chenguang's expression was quite shaken, Jiang Li also understood the other party's thoughts, but as the only person who could get in touch with Lin Weijin, this Chenguang could obviously provide them with a lot of valuable information.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li quickly said: "I know you don't want to take risks. In this way, you just need to ask me about Lin Weijin and Luo Suyan, and contact me if you have any news. As long as you provide me with information, I can exchange it with a teleport prop."

"Really?" After hearing the other party's conditions, Chen Guang's eyes lit up. He remembered that a teleportation prop needed 80 points to be redeemed. He played it until now, but the points he had at hand were only a pitiful one hundred, and he couldn't even afford to replace the psychic detection toolbox recommended by the system.

This time he entered the mission, he only exchanged for a low-level spirit-driven talisman. Now he only has more than ten points left in his hand. Even if he passes the mission, he can only get basic points. Therefore, the conditions proposed by Jiang Li were full of temptation for him. Chen Guang thought for a while and finally agreed: "Okay, please keep your word. Give me one to two days, and I will answer you as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." After the two reached an agreement, they parted ways. Jiang Li watched each other leave, and then rushed to the backyard with the other servants, lifted the bucket and joined the ranks of putting out the fire.

Something big happened in the Wangchun Tower, the first brothel in Kyoto. On the night of the Qixi Festival Castes’ selection competition, the top player Yan Xueni was accidentally killed by a palace lantern falling from her head during the performance, which also caused the water to go away. For a time, the news spread throughout Kyoto. Some people said that Yan Xueni was beautiful and had little life, and the poems she recited before her death were too unlucky; and the most widely circulated saying was that Wangchun Tower was haunted.

Two guitars died in fires one after another. Rumors were made that Luo Suyan's death might not be that simple. Everyone said that this was the guitar who died three years ago and turned into a ghost and returned to take revenge...

Such a big event happened last night, so Liang's mother naturally had no intention of talking to her at night. Jiang Li escaped by chance for a night. He had almost no rest that night and had just sent the government away in the morning. After all, a murder case occurred, which naturally attracted the attention of the superiors.

"Mr. Hu, Mom Liang is looking for you." Jiang Li walked back to his room and wanted to take a break, but when he saw a servant rushing over: "She said there is something important to explain."

"I know, I'll go now." Jiang Li responded a few words, and before he even changed his dirty clothes, he hurried to the villa where Liang's mother lived.

At the door of the room, he saw the dried fish that had just left the house with tea. Jiang Li grinned at him as he owed. The dried fish expressed disdain for his childish behavior. He gave Jiang Li a blank look and said in a low voice: "You won't laugh after a while."

"Who are you scaring?" Jiang Li fought back unwillingly.

"By the way, you can find some time later. I will wait for you on the rockery in the back garden. There are important clues."

Jiang Li made an OK gesture, with a relaxed look on his face. He walked to the door, closed his collar, and returned to his serious expression. Then he spoke respectfully: "Mom Liang, it's me."

"Come here and sit." After receiving the approval, Jiang Li stepped into Liang's room. At this time, the other party was half leaning on the couch, patting the bed with one hand, looking at Jiang Li through the curtain, and sounded very lazy. It was summer now, and the material of the woman's clothes was originally very light. Looking at the plain yarn brocade robe that was faintly visible on Liang's mother, Jiang Li finally understood what the words of gloating like when the fish dried just now meant.

"I just finished my rough work and was covered in sweat. I was afraid that my bed would be dirty when I sat here, so I would stand here and talk." Jiang Li did not lie. He participated in the fire extinguishing yesterday. Now his clothes were covered in dust and looked quite embarrassed.

After saying that, he swallowed a saliva and did not dare to look up at the inner room. Although Liang's mother was already half old and her appearance was naturally not as good as the top courtesans and other beauties, she had a good figure and still had a charm, which had a different charm. However, for Jiang Li, a mature woman was not her own dish. He whispered silently. If the woman in front of her was twenty years younger, such as the one from Teacher Guan, she might have run over...

"Damn it, what am I thinking? It's so impure." Jiang Li patted his forehead, but heard the sound of meticulous footsteps coming from the house.

Liang's mother put on a tulle, walked off the bed, took his hand and sat at the table, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for Jiang Li: "Don't stand stupidly, thank you for your hard work."

"It should be, it should be." Jiang Li lowered his head to drink tea, but he could always feel the other party's hot gaze falling on him. He was so scared that he drank the tea, and then poured a cup of guilt for the other party: "Mom Liang, you can drink some water, the heat will drop and the fire..."

"Yeah." This time, Liang's mother didn't seem to have that intention to him. She didn't put any makeup on her face and looked quite haggard. Liang's mother took the tea in her hand and then said slowly: "In this huge Wangchun Tower, I can only say a few heartwarming words to you."

"Don't be too busy. If you have anything to tell me, I will definitely share the burden if I can do it. I have ordered people to transport those corpses yesterday in the middle of the night. The government came to investigate. I just said that Miss Yan died in an accident, and this matter was over."

After extinguishing the fire last night, a servant screamed in horror. It turned out that they found that there was not only a burnt female corpse on the stage, but also six round and charred strange objects. When the servant saw the true faces of the objects, he couldn't help but screamed: "Haunted, haunted! This... why do you have six heads on this stage!"

As soon as these words came out, the maids and servants of all sizes in the building were naturally confused.

"Shut up!" Otherwise, mother Liang is also a not-so-simple person. After seeing such a creepy scene, she suppressed her fear and gathered all the servants present together.

She looked around the crowd coldly and said, "Who dares to tell me about this tonight? I will let him come in and leave horizontally. The same is true for everyone present, no one can escape. If anyone doesn't believe it, you can go out and try it."

The reason why Mrs. Liang was able to manage Wangchun Tower to this point today is naturally supported by unimaginable forces behind it. Those maids knew that life here was not worth anything. If Mrs. Liang thought, no one would escape to this evening.

On the other side, Jiang Li plucked up the courage to go to the stage. He endured the scorched smell in the air and ordered people to carry two large boxes and put Yan Xueni's burnt body and other heads in it. Soon, someone came to report that the six dead were all servants serving Yan Xueni's yard.
Chapter completed!