Nine Chapters of Strange Cases

Chapter 37 Are you Su Changying?
These words were sarcastic and sarcastic. Han Dashan threw the wine bowl in his hand on the ground, picked up his weapon, and was about to leave.

Zhou Zhao and Liu Huang exchanged a glance and immediately went out to see what was going on, filled with righteous indignation. However, before they could even see the people in the opposite cubicle, they were blocked by the landlady. She placed one hand across the door and rolled her eyes at Han Dashan.

"You've come here so early in the morning to drink and smash bowls! If you want to fight, go fight with the head of the gang. This place isn't for you to run wild. If you have any complaints, keep them to yourself!"

Zhou Zhao listened with curiosity and looked over at the landlady. He had only thought she was pretty before, but now he couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, she's amazing!"
Han Dashan was like a wilted eggplant, suddenly losing his appetite for drinking. He snorted coldly, pushed aside the landlady's hand, and led the group downstairs in a grand procession.

Only after leaving the house did he tell Zhou Zhao, "That foul-mouthed person is from Tianxu Village. They don't get along with our Tiandou Village."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Xuanwu Gate not far away, “We don’t have much to do on weekdays. The people from the three villages take turns guarding the Xuanwu Gate. This month it’s our turn, Tiandou. When we’re not on duty, we’re at Brother Sun’s beck and call. If we’re not on duty, we can do whatever we want.”

"Don't go too far or you won't be able to find anyone. Also, don't wander around the city. The Twelve Strongholds are divided into four factions, and each faction is divided into three groups, which are not all in harmony. If you go out and cause trouble, don't blame Brother Sun for not being able to cover for you."

Zhou Zhao nodded, and seeing that Han Dashan had lost interest, he didn't ask any further questions.

She had a clear understanding of the situation in Tiandou Village and even Xuanwu Hall.

"Young lady, you left your things at the store!"

Zhou Zhao took a few steps and heard a call behind him. He saw that the owner of the roasted mutton shop had come down at some point. She was leaning against the door with her arms crossed, staring at him with seductive eyes.

Seeing Zhou Zhao turn around, the woman lazily raised her hand and tossed a small white bottle over.

Zhou Zhao subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, opened her palm to look at it, and smiled as she stuffed it into her sleeve pocket. "It's my wound medicine. It must have accidentally fallen out while we were drinking earlier. Thank you, sister!"

When he said the last word, Zhou Zhao's fingertips trembled.

She clearly felt a bottle of the exact same wound medicine lying in her sleeve pocket!
She didn't lose it.

But she was certain that the item given to her by the mistress was indeed hers, as it had her own unique code on it.

She had only given Zhu Li a bottle of this wound medicine recently when she was in Chang'an, because Zhu Li had cut her throat with a coffin nail.

Zhou Zhao's heart was filled with turmoil. She controlled her expression, clasped her hands in a fist salute to Han Dashan, and said, "Brothers, my sister and I have just entered the city today and still need to settle in. If there are no other tasks for us today, we will go and get some supplies."

“I live not far from here, in that old lady’s courtyard. I heard that her son is also a brother of our Tiandou Village. If Brother Sun needs anything, please ask someone to call me.”

Although Han Dashan was drunk, he still vividly remembered how Zhou Zhao had beaten Zhu Wu earlier!
A young girl is being kind by calling you "big brother," but you can't really take her for a big brother!

"No problem, no problem! There's no need to call. If there's a mission that shakes the earth, you can hear it even from home. Go quickly!"

Zhou Zhao exchanged a few more pleasantries with a smile, but after parting ways with the others, her expression gradually turned cold. "Our room is filthy. Perhaps Ah Huang could go back and see how to clean up the bloodstains?"

Liu Huang breathed a long sigh of relief. To be honest, he would rather be among the dead than see so many people.

"how about you?"

"I'm going to the market to buy some bedding, I'll be back in a bit."

Liu Huang nodded, and after watching him leave, Zhou Zhao found a secluded corner and retrieved the small medicine bottle. The bottle was empty, containing no wound medicine, but it did contain a piece of transparent silk, as clear as a cicada's wing.

Zhou Zhao opened it and saw a map drawn on it, marking the locations of Tianying City, both large and small.

In a small courtyard near the foot of Tianying Mountain in the outer city, a black coffin nail was marked. Zhou Zhao felt a chill and began to suspect something.

She put the map away, then wandered aimlessly around the area for a while, making sure no one was watching, before darting over the wall into the marked courtyard. The instant her foot touched the ground, she flicked her wrist, drawing the bluefish dagger from her waist and placing it directly against the neck of the person behind her.

The man was dressed in white, and his clothes still smelled of smoke and fire from a funeral procession.

The eyes beneath the mask looked exceptionally deep. Compared to the faint sense of death of the fake Zhu Li in the capital, the eyes of the person before him carried a suffocating danger.

Zhou Zhao did not back down, staring straight into his eyes.

After a long silence, the masked man finally spoke, "Little Miss Zhou really does enjoy hurting people as always."

His voice was somewhat deep, giving one's ears a tingling sensation, quite different from Zhu Li's.

In that instant, Zhou Zhao understood why the person in front of him was codenamed "Thousand Faces." He wasn't just a simple persona maker; he could completely disguise himself as someone else.

"This is not a place for people like you. You'd better leave before too many people notice."

Qianmian is Zhu Li, he admitted it himself.

Her guess was confirmed, but Zhou Zhao felt little joy. She wanted to ask a question, but Qianmian turned and went into the house first.

Zhou Zhao immediately followed him inside. The room was fully equipped and spotless, clearly indicating that people lived there regularly.

"Did you kill Chen Qifu? You captured him to please the court, and saved him to become the new ruler of Yaoguang. Which side are you on?"

Qianmian turned around and sat down in the chair. He crossed his legs, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip. "If my foot had moved, Zhou Zhao, do you think you would still be alive and standing here talking to me?"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, and in an instant, a terrifying murderous aura burst forth.

The suffocating aura of death sent shivers down Zhou Zhao's spine. She snorted coldly, and a black coffin nail slid out of her sleeve.

"How would you know if you haven't tried! How come staying in Tianying City for too long has made you a frog in a well?"

Thousand Faces laughed out loud, as if he had heard a joke.

He shook his head, no longer trying to persuade him. "What are your plans next?"

Zhou Zhao stared intently at the face in front of her, twirling the coffin nail in her hand without shifting her gaze. "Take down the outer twelve strongholds. If anyone from the inner seven halls interferes, stop them if you can. If you can't, then forget it."

"No need to stop them. The Inner Seven Halls don't care about the affairs of the Outer Twelve Villages at all. Whoever has the ability can go."

As Qianmian spoke, a hint of amusement appeared on his lips. "If the world knew that the law enforcer of the Court of Judicial Review was now going to be the leader of those outlaw madmen, what kind of expression would they have?"

Seeing his behavior, Zhou Zhao felt extremely uneasy.

Qianmian felt familiar to him, but his personality was quite different from Su Changying's.

"Is that so? Then you can see how those who enforce the law deal with those who are above the law."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips, made up her mind, and asked, "Are you Su Changying?"