"I remember these kinds of words very easily."
Yi Mei rolled her eyes and said, "That woman Fu Wuqing is really scary to think about. It's a good thing she's dead, otherwise, who knows what else might have happened! All the trouble was caused by her! I'm still thinking about the wrong flower painting. The wrong flower painting might also be related to Liu Tianyi. It's a pity that I killed Liu Tianyi too."
Su Xiaoying asked, "When did you kill Liu Tianyi?"
Yi Mei said, "It was during the last few days of the Lunar New Year."
Su Xiaoying was puzzled and said, "How come I didn't know?"
Yi Mei brought her face close to Su Xiaoying's and said aggressively, "I'm your boss's wife. Do you think I have to report to you? Who do you think you are? Huh? Who do you think you are?"
Su Xiaoying shouted, "Aren't you my wife? Back then you were my fiancée, so naturally I was your fiancé."
Yi Mei chuckled coldly a few times and said, "We haven't had our wedding ceremony yet."
Su Xiaoying said, "Then you have always been my fiancée, only now you are my fiancée in name only, but my wife in reality."
Yi Mei was speechless with anger, but she couldn't refute these words for the time being, so she had no choice but to change the subject and said, "No matter who I am to you, think about it, do you think the 'Mistake Flower Picture' has anything to do with Liu Tianyi?"
Su Xiaoying didn't say whether there was a reason or not, but only asked, "Who hired you to kill Liu Tianyi?"
Yi Mei said, "Master of Wuyou Pavilion."
Su Xiaoying frowned and asked, "Is it the legendary Mei Jian, the one with the best swordsmanship in the world?"
Yi Mei said, "That's right. He asked for six hundred taels of silver, which I thought was quite good. I happened to be short of money at the time, so I helped him out."
Su Xiaoying asked, "Since his swordsmanship is the best in the world, why did he still ask you to kill Liu Tianyi?"
Yi Mei froze for a moment, then murmured, "This..."
Su Xiaoying asked, "What grudge does he have against Liu Tianyi?"
Yi Mei said, "When an assassin kills someone, he only asks about the price, not the reason. That's the rule."
Su Xiaoying couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Yi Mei remembered and said, "Today in that tavern—do you remember that young man in the tavern, sitting there with his hands tucked into his sleeves, lost in thought?"
Su Xiaoying pondered for a moment and said, "I remember. In such hot weather, he kept his hands inside his sleeves and never took them out. I found it strange at the time. But because I cared about Fu Daiyue and Xie Wangyi, I didn't think much of it."
Yi Mei slowly said, "That person is a disciple of Master Wuyou. He was the one who contacted me about the assassination attempt on Liu Tianyi."
Su Xiaoying asked, "What is he doing here?"
Yi Mei said, "It is said that he is visiting an old friend."
Su Xiaoying thought for a long time, then exclaimed, "Guojia Town, and his old friends? Master Wuyou wouldn't live here, would he? It's creepy."
Yi Mei was taken aback and said, "Now that you mention it, my hair is standing on end."
The two looked at each other, then burst into laughter.
It was already getting dark, and in the distance, you could see small lights on in every household of Guojia Town. The peaceful and serene atmosphere was incredibly heartwarming. As Yimei walked, she snuggled into Su Xiaoying's arms and whispered with a smile, "No one will see us, will they?"
Su Xiaoying said, "Why would you care about that?"
Yi Mei chuckled mischievously and said ambiguously, "You're right."
As soon as they finished speaking, both of them frowned. Su Xiaoying said, "Did you hear that?" Yi Mei said, "I thought I misheard." They exchanged a glance, their expressions serious. Yi Mei whispered, "Let's go."
Deep in the woods, it was so dark that nothing could be seen. Yet the mournful groans grew ever clearer.
Yi Mei lit a tinderbox and looked around.
Her hand suddenly froze in one direction.
In the haystack ahead lay a mangled, bloody corpse. Its limbs had been severed into several pieces, lying scattered nearby. Yet, the body was still alive, and like the mournful cry of an owl, it cried out again and again, "Wuyou! Wuyou!" Its voice was hoarse and inhuman, but still surprisingly sharp.
Yi Mei had killed many people, but she had never seen such a scene. Every hair on her body stood on end. Upon closer inspection, the body's eye sockets were just two dark holes, with one eye hanging on the face by a thin muscle.
However, she could still recognize the face of the mutilated body.
"Liu Xingxing!" she called out.
Liu Xingxing seemed to understand her cries and miraculously quieted down. This moment of silence sent shivers down Yi Mei's spine.
With great difficulty, Liu Xingxing used a hoarse voice to utter each word with all her might: "Dissolve, dissolve, pill..." Then she fell silent.
Yi Mei suddenly realized that her hands were trembling. She took a step back and moved closer to Su Xiaoying, as if this would increase her strength.
"What did she mean? Worry-free? The antidote?"
Yi Mei didn't answer. Suddenly, everything went dark as her tinderbox fell to the ground and went out. Su Xiaoying only felt herself bend over and vomit violently.
Su Xiaoying was startled and quickly lit another tinderbox. In the firelight, her face appeared extremely pale; she had already vomited everything in her stomach and was now vomiting bile. Su Xiaoying patted her back and asked, "Are you alright?"
Yi Mei said, "It's just too... disgusting..."
After saying that, she couldn't help but vomit again.
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Yi Mei had been washing for a full half hour, but she still felt that there was an unpleasant smell on her body, the smell of Liu Xingxing's severed limbs. This smell was extremely terrible, even more terrible than the actual severed limbs.
So she submerged her head completely in the bathtub until she couldn't breathe anymore, and then she crawled out again.
The water in the bathtub gradually cooled down. Yi Mei sighed, hastily dried herself, and got dressed. When she went outside, Su Xiaoying was squatting on the ground eating noodles. He was eating with great relish, as if the bowl of noodles was the most delicious food in the world.
Yi Mei walked up to him, sniffed him intensely, and solemnly warned him, "You should take a shower."
Su Xiaoying said in surprise, "I just finished washing."
Yi Mei shook her head solemnly and said, "You still have a smell on you, a very strong smell."
Su Xiaoying scoffed, "That's because your nose smells, the smell inside your nose." Saying this, she shoved the noodles in her hand towards Su Xiaoying's face and asked, "How is it? Does it smell too?"
Yi Mei sniffed carefully and said, "Yes, it is human blood. There is human blood in the noodles. This is not duck blood. Duck blood does not have this fishy smell. Even if it is duck blood, it must have been mixed with human blood."
“Human blood can be eaten,” Su Xiaoying said. “When we swear an oath of blood, we drink blood wine.”
Yi Mei said, "Human blood can be eaten, but the blood of the dead cannot be eaten, especially the blood of a dead person who has no limbs."
Su Xiaoying suddenly felt a little unwell in her stomach and immediately lost her appetite for the bowl of noodles in front of her. "What's wrong?" he said angrily, "Are you deliberately trying to prevent me from eating?"
Yi Mei showed no remorse and replied solemnly, "Yes!"
Su Xiaoying was taken aback, then laughed and said sarcastically, "Even the assassin Yi Mei is afraid of the dead."
Yi Mei said, "I'm not scared, I just feel disgusted. Women's stomachs are often weaker than men's, don't you know that?"
Su Xiaoying sneered, "I don't know about other women, but you have a face and a stomach as hard as iron, no, maybe even harder than iron."
Yi Mei lunged at it menacingly, but fortunately Su Xiaoying's skills were quite good, and the bowl of noodles was saved by sheer luck.
What are you doing!
"Su Xiaoying, hurry up and cook for me."
"Why are you making dinner so late? Let's buy something from the tavern."
"I only eat what you cook; you cook the cleanest."
When did you become so particular?
"Are you going or not?"
Su Xiaoying sighed and said, "Okay, but you have to let me go first. I'm going to Aunt Guo's next door to get some vegetables."
A bowl of scallion tofu, a bowl of stir-fried bamboo shoots, and a pot of vegetable and ham soup—when these dishes were served, Yi Mei felt a little hungry. She ate with relish, while insincerely urging Su Xiaoying to "eat too." But by the time Su Xiaoying wanted to start eating, only the leftover soup was left on the table to mix with rice.
With no other options, Su Xiaoying could only silently make do.
After they finished eating, Yi Mei said to Su Xiaoying, "Now let's talk about Liu Xingxing."
Su Xiaoying couldn't help but ask, "Could you let me eat first?"
Yi Mei said seriously, "No."
Su Xiaoying sighed and had no choice but to say, "Alright, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Yi Mei asked, "Who killed Liu Xingxing?"
“In my opinion,” Su Xiaoying mumbled, shoveling rice into her mouth, “it’s Master Wuyou. Didn’t you hear her calling ‘Wuyou’ over and over again?”
Yi Mei frowned and asked, "Then what exactly is the Dissolving Pill?"
Su Xiaoying said, "If Liu Xingxing's hands and feet were broken into several pieces, she wouldn't have been able to kill anyone if she only wanted to kill them."
Yi Mei thought for a moment and said, "You're right, the murderer was trying to force her to tell him something."
Su Xiaoying said, "This matter may be related to the Dissolving Pill."
Yi Mei sighed and said, "Unfortunately, we don't have a single clue unless we go to find Master Wuyou."
Su Xiaoying thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Master Wuyou knows a lot of things. According to Xie Yuanlan, he was also the only survivor of the tragedy at Qile Hall in Zhongzhou twenty years ago."
Yi Mei asked, "Are we really going to look for Master Wuyou?"
Su Xiaoying said, "You seem a little afraid of him."
Yi Mei sighed and said, "It seems that no one knows where Master Wuyou is, and no one has ever seen him. You know, anything mysterious makes people feel a little afraid. People in the martial arts world are very respectful when they mention him. It is said that his swordsmanship has reached a level of divine skill."
Su Xiaoying said, "Since he's so powerful, let's not go looking for him. You don't have any relationship with Liu Xingxing, yet she claims to have a grudge against you. If we get too involved, we might end up like Liu Xingxing."
Yi Mei shivered and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine as she was surrounded by a cold wind.
Yi Mei fell silent. After a long while, she said, "Thinking of Liu Xingxing makes me feel very strange and uneasy. As for that Resolving Pill, I always feel... How about this, let's wait and see. If anything else happens in the future, we'll go to Master Wuyou and ask him for clarification."
“Since that’s the case…” Su Xiaoying sighed and said, “I’ll have no choice but to go with you then.”
“I knew it,” Yi Mei laughed and said, “I wouldn’t misjudge you. You’re a pretty good person.”
Su Xiaoying said, "Well, it's good that you know. Now I have something else to tell you, and you mustn't get excited."
Yi Mei was taken aback and asked, "What?"
Su Xiaoying said, "The dishes you just ate were not cooked by me. They were just bought from the tavern next door. They weren't expensive, only thirty coins."
Yi Mei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly ran out and vomited violently at the door. Everything she had just eaten was vomited up and placed on the floor.
Su Xiaoying was also taken aback, and quickly patted her on the back, comforting her, "I was just kidding, I was just joking with you, didn't you see me busy in the kitchen for a while..."
Yi Mei vomited everything in her stomach before she came to her senses. She yelled angrily, "Su Xiaoying! How can you joke like that! Huh? Don't you know how disgusting that dead man was?"