"Who is your father?"

"Qiufeng, once worked as a stooge."

"Can a mere bodyguard teach you a daughter like this?"

"I am better than me."

During the conversation, the two had already passed ten moves.

Yifei kept attacking, while Qiu Jiang flew around to dodge. Yifei was quick, but Qiu Jiang was more agile.

"What is the Buddhist Tripitaka?"

Qiu Jiang was stunned for a moment, but still answered very smoothly: "Always say that the fundamental doctrine is the sutra, the precepts are the laws, and the doctrines are the theories."

"What are the three tombs?"

"Fuxi, Shennong, Huangdi."

"What are the twelve laws?"

"Huangzhong, Dalu, Taicu, Jiazhong, Guxi, Zhonglu, Ruibin, Linzhong, Yize, Nanlu, Wushe and Yingzhong."

"What are the seven treasures of Ruyi?"

"One treasure, two treasures, silver, three treasures, and four treasures, pears..." Qiu Jiang originally wanted to jump onto the roof while stepping on the railing, but when she was carrying her back, she suddenly thought of something. She was shocked, stepped on the air and fell down.

Yi Fei didn't help him, so he let her fall to the ground and said in a deep voice: "Did you remember?"

Qiu Jiang looked ahead with trembling body and murmured the second half of the sentence: "Five treasures, six treasures, red pearls, seven... seven treasures... agate."

"You are proficient in music, knowledgeable about Buddhism, knowledgeable about a hundred histories, and know about martial arts... Do you still think these are coincidences? Agate."

"I'm not agate!"

"Then... Qi'er?"

"I'm not Qi'er either!" Qiu Jiang got up angrily, wiped away the soil from her face, turned around and left.

Yi Fei followed step by step: "How long do you want to pretend?"

Qiu Jiang didn't look back: "I don't have any disguise!"

She quickly walked to the cottage, opened the door, and was about to enter, but when she saw the scene inside, she was shocked-

Small house with four beds.

Because it was raining, it was dark, but it was almost time for Mao to get up and work at this time on weekdays. However, at this moment, the three of them were lying on the ground, all of whom were opening their eyes in horror and motionless.

Qiu Jiang rushed in and picked up one of them: "Dong'er!Dong'er!"

Dong'er didn't breathe.

She went to hug the second person again: "Pity! Pity! No, no..."

Yifei stood at the door, looking shocked.

Qiu Jiang groped in eagerly for Lian Lian's wound and said tremblingly: "They died of death by a sword. The people who drew the sword moved very quickly. With just one sword, all three of them died..."

Yifei walked in, checked the third person, Xiangxiang's throat, and nodded, "It's true that he almost didn't bleed."

"How could this happen..." Qiu Jiang looked at him with help, "Who is it? Who killed them? Why did they kill them?"

"You ask me? Haven't you been sitting on the steps outside?"

Qiu Jiang suddenly changed color. After she ran out of the study, she felt in a mess. Although she returned to the yard, she did not enter the house and sat outside in a daze. Unexpectedly, there was a murder in the house!

Yi Fei saw something and his eyes lit up. When he looked at Qiu Jiang's expression, he felt a lot more emotions: "Actually... you shouldn't be unable to see it, right?"

"What, what?"

"This is the first time you've seen such a fast knife?"

Qiu Jiang was furious and was about to refute. Yi Fei broke open Xiangxiang's clenched fist, took out something from it, and picked it up in front of her-

It was a wind chime.

The bell body is carved from a pi, and it is as bright as blood.

It was like a blood-red demonic eye that condensed Qiu Jiang's gaze and also calmed her heart.

"Do you want to say that this is the first time you have seen this thing?"

Qiu Jiang's tears flowed down without warning.

She looked at the wind chime in Yifei's hand steadily.

The wind chime carved by Poli only has a bell wall without a bell core, so it has no sound. Because it is not made for sound. It is a token and a symbol.

It represents the identity of the owner, and it is the fourth among the seven most powerful disciples in the world - Poli.

This is the first time Qiu Jiang has seen this wind chime.

That's why she cried.

Because she shouldn't have known such a thing, but she knew what it was at first sight. Just like when she saw the ink stones in Xue Cai's study drawer, she knew what type of ink they were and what they were suitable for.

No one can be born with this skill.

It is necessary to go through a lot of rigorous training to master it.

But Qiu Jiang just forgot the learning process.

This also means that she forgot her original identity. She only remembers that she is Feng Xiaoya’s concubine, but she forgot how she married him and why.

"Someone wants to dig secrets from Brother Feng. So, Qiu Jiang appeared and became his eleventh concubine. He stayed by his side for half a year. Finally, Brother Feng noticed it and his identity was exposed..."

"You found out that you could not hide it anymore, so you simply framed Prime Minister Feng and Gong Xiaohui for having an affair, which made Prime Minister Feng angry. Brother Feng had no choice but to attack you. You were injured on the head and you didn't remember what happened before when you woke up. Brother Feng spared your life and sent you to Yunmeng Mountain. But you were still in your back and ran away silently. By chance, I came to my mansion. Brother Feng knew about it and asked me not to say it out loud, let you live here for a long time."

Xue Cai's voice echoed in his ears at this moment, reflecting the three corpses in front of him, making him even more shocking.

Qiu Jiang was trembling all over and had to try her best to curb her head again. Facing the face of this once closest companion - Dong'er opened her big eyes. Although the sword wound on her throat was very straightforward, it means that she died very quickly, but her expression was very scared and her facial features were all distorted.

So, Dong'er, Lianlian and Xiangxiang had experienced something before their deaths, Qiu Jiang couldn't even think about it.

She could only hold Dong'er into her arms with tears in her face, holding her already stiff and cold body, and she burst into tears.

Yi Fei looked at her coldly, changing his usual frivolous and exaggerated appearance, and seemed extremely cold: "They died because of you."

Qiu Jiang bit her lower lip desperately.

"The murderer must have come to find you, and I happened to kidnap you and flee. Bai Ze's subordinates all came to chase us. The mansion was negligent to prevent the murderer, so the murderer was able to step in and force them to confess your whereabouts."

"No, no..."

"These maids naturally wouldn't know that the honest and well-behaved Aqiu is Qi'er from Ruyi Sect. The murderer can't ask anything and can't find you. He killed someone to silence him in anger."

"Don't... again, say..."

"He left this wind chime, perhaps unintentionally, perhaps intentionally, he was deliberately reminding you and warning you to go back quickly."

"Don't say it anymore!" Qiu Jiang roared, jumped up and punched Yi Fei in the chest.

Yi Fei didn't need to do anything, so he punched her.

When the fist enters the flesh, it feels like it is blocked by a wall and cannot enter a little more.

Qiu Jiang opened her mouth, but couldn't say another word.

Yi Fei suddenly reached out and wrapped her fist: "Are you angry?"

Autumn ginger trembled.

"Are... do you feel wronged?" Yi Fei's eyes were like a sharp knife, slowly, calmly but tiring her, "Do you think all this has something to do with you? You obviously don't remember, don't you? You don't remember what you did, you don't remember what you did, you don't remember who you have had an intersection with, and threw away the past completely! So, if you can't remember, you can't remember, why should you be responsible for this matter, and why do you become your own sin - do you think so?"

Qiu Jiang's fist was struggling desperately in his hand to break free, but he held it tightly and couldn't move at all.

So Qiu Jiang stepped back, but she took a step back, and Yi Fei took a step forward, step by step, and finally forced her to the corner.

A white light shone on his and her eyes, and then a heavy thunder rumbled down.

The heavy rain finally poured down.

Qiu Jiang's tears flowed like the rain outside the door.

For a moment, the misty water vapor inflicted the dead silence in the house, and a faint smell of blood spread again. Qiu Jiang's breathing became extremely rapid. She felt that she was about to breathe.

Yi Fei said in a deep voice: "I'll ask you again--I really can't remember it?"

Qiu Jiang spoke, but her voice suddenly became hoarse and she couldn't make it. She took a deep breath to calm herself down, but the more anxious she was, the worse she could do it. She was so anxious that her forehead was sweating and tears flowed down.

Yi Fei suddenly let go, Qiu Jiang's legs became weak and she fell down.

She fell to the corner of the wall, her forehead against the cold wall, and her whole body trembled.

Yi Fei showed disappointment and sneered: "I thought it would be so powerful, but that's all."

He turned around and walked out.

The heavy rain was like a splash, but he ignored it and walked out with big strides.

The heavy rain quickly wet his whole body.

He took every step firmly.
To be continued...