There is a god in the sky

Chapter 219 Ghosts or Monsters 12

"No wonder this place is called Listening to the Wind Cliff, the wind is too strong."

Gazing at the pavilion on the cliff edge, Fu Qingyan felt as if his body was floating.

This location is right at the angle between two mountains, with a valley below, so the wind is very strong.

There is a waterfall directly behind the pavilion. Although the water volume is low in winter, it is still a rare and beautiful sight.

Shen Lan led them up the steps to the pavilion, which had chain railings on both sides and was overgrown with weeds.

Suiying stood at the entrance of the pavilion, holding his sword, and said to Shen Lan, "This place must have been deserted for a while; there's a thick layer of dust."

Shen Lan lifted her foot and saw a wet footprint at her feet, but when she looked into the pavilion, there was no trace of it.

"Let's go, there's no need to look here anymore."

Instead of returning the way they came, they went down a side path.

Suiying led the way, then turned around and said, "This road should lead to the fork in the road that led up the mountain that day. The road is difficult to walk. Why don't Miss Shen and Young Master go back the way we came? I'll go and take a look."

Fu Qingyan knew he wanted to take care of her, so she blushed and shook her head, "No need, no need, I can manage."

"Okay, then you stay close."

At this time of year, many trees are bare, but their dense, overlapping growth still blocks the road.

Just as they were about to reach the fork in the road, Shen Lan suddenly noticed that the road had widened.

"Wait, this way." Shen Lan jumped up a low slope to the right.

Without saying a word, Sui Ying followed and then pulled Fu Qingyan up with her.

Fu Qingyan grabbed a tree branch with one hand and pulled Suiying up with the other. Seeing that Shen Lan had already gone far away, he quickly ran to catch up.

His cheeks were scratched by tree branches, leaving several red marks that stung painfully when the wind blew.

Suiying quickly ran ahead of him, raising her sword to clear a path.

Shen Lan took a few steps and stopped, asking, "Did you hear anything?"

"It sounds like a pool of water, and also a bit like the sound of the wind."

"Yes, I came here because I heard the noise. Let's go check it out."

There were still trees in front of them, but through the gaps in the trees, they could see that they had reached the end of the mountain.

After passing through the woods, they found themselves standing on the edge of a cliff halfway up the mountain. It was as if a piece of the mountain had been suddenly cut off, forming a straight cliff.

Below the steep cliff was a deep pool, and the wind was so strong that they dared not even approach the edge of the cliff for fear of being blown away.

“It was just the wind.” Fu Qingyan stepped forward and said.

"The strong winds here are due to the terrain, and the sound echoes in the valley, making the wind sound like thunder."

Shen Lan suddenly remembered that when she examined Gao Dounan's body, there was a layer of moisture on his skin.

At the time, she thought it was because of the large temperature difference between inside and outside.

After all, there was no trace of Qian An's body on the surface.

Looking back now, it's possible that Gao Dounan's body had only been in the cabinet for a short time, and the surface moisture hadn't evaporated yet.

Since they couldn't go down there, Shen Lan just took a look and then led them back.

As darkness fell, Xiao Ji had already had someone verify the facts concerning Liu Xianyang and Wen Yinchao, and they were basically true.

If we rule out the suspicions of these two individuals, what are Sun Wei's true intentions in coming to file the complaint?

Surely it can't really be for that little bit of reward money?

Shen Lan also returned with her men, their trousers and shoes covered in mud, but they found nothing.

After reading Xiao Ji's interrogation transcript from that afternoon, Shen Lan felt a surge of murderous intent.

Liu Xianyang really deserves to die.

"You also think there's something wrong with what Liu Xianyang said?" Xiao Ji's voice came from beside me.

She then realized that she had been staring at this page of the statement for a long time.

"No, why do you ask?"

"Well, Sun Wei clearly mistakenly thought that Liu Xianyang was abusing his page in that way. I thought you would think so too."

After understanding his meaning, Shen Lan's eyes widened, and she asked incredulously, "Sun Wei said that?"

“He didn’t say it explicitly, but I think that’s what he was thinking.”

"Did the lord investigate?" Shen Lan found her voice trembling slightly.

If it were true, she would never let Liu Xianyang leave the mountain alive.

"We've already tried to find out indirectly, but that's not true. It was just a simple beating. This young master Liu has a bad temper."

Shen Lan clenched her fists and sneered, "It's no wonder that someone like Liu Engui could have a good son."

Xiao Ji knew about her inner conflict and didn't want to provoke her further.

"You've all worked hard. Go and take a bath and change your clothes. We'll have dinner together then."

Shen Lan turned and left.

Xiao Ji seemed to see tears in the corners of her eyes, and reached out to hold her, but didn't know how to comfort her.

At night, everyone in the academy except for the patrolling officials went to sleep.

A figure darted past the patrol team, disappearing behind the high walls after a few leaps.

Shen Qing had just finished making the bed for Liu Xianyang when she saw him pacing back and forth in the room. She said, "Young Master, it's time to sleep."

Liu Xianyang was in a bad mood when he yelled at him, "Sleep what?!"

Shen Qing wasn't actually afraid of him.

His blows hurt, but they won't kill you.

Those pains will constantly remind him of the hatred he carries, hardening his heart more and more.

"Young Master, would you like to go for a walk?"

Every time Liu Xianyang beat him, it would be outside the academy; he didn't want anyone to know about it.

Shen Qing had been obediently cooperating all along, like a well-behaved puppet.

Liu Xianyang felt an urge to vent, but Xiao Ji had just found out about it today. If he made a move, Xiao Ji would probably expose the whole thing.

"With so many guards from the Marquis of Pingyang's residence outside, are you deliberately trying to embarrass me?"

Liu Xianyang rushed over, raised his hand, and was about to slap Shen Qing when he changed direction and hit Shen Qing's arm instead.

He also knew that you shouldn't hit someone in the face.

It didn't hurt through the clothes, but Shen Qing still pretended to be in pain.

Every time he was beaten, he would exaggerate the pain from three parts to ten parts, so that Liu Xianyang would feel more excited and relieved.

Liu Xianyang took a breath, lowered his hand, and kicked Shen Qing. "Get out of here, I'm going to sleep."

Liu Xianyang fell asleep as soon as he lay down, completely unaware that his pillow smelled especially sweet today.

Shen Qing stood by the bed for a while, then slowly smiled and put him into a sack.

He carried the sack outside.

Yishan Academy was very large, and the patrolmen couldn't possibly keep an eye on everything. Shen Qing easily walked into a bamboo forest.

They had no idea that there was a path leading down the mountain just beyond the wall behind the bamboo grove.

Shen Lan didn't know which room Shen Qing lived in. She saw someone carrying things and running quickly from afar, so she chased after them.

When they reached the bamboo forest, the person had vanished. Shen Lan hesitated, wondering whether to continue the pursuit.

But the thought that this person might be the murderer made Shen Lan sneak into the bamboo forest, and at the same time tie her handkerchief to the first bamboo.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, illuminating the mountain path.

Shen Lan chased after them out of the academy and saw them.

That person didn't know any light-footed skills, but he ran very fast, especially since he was very familiar with the terrain and could walk steadily downhill.

Shen Lan couldn't move fast in the woods, so she followed at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.