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Chapter 650 Ceramic Disc
"So many people..." Zhu Yu sighed softly after the paper had burned out. "Going to such lengths to silence people on the way must be more than just out of hatred, right?"
"Is it because they think that Zhao Bi's current state of being murdered might reveal something they could deduce from his past actions, something that could threaten them and expose them, which is why they're in such a hurry to silence him?"

“That is indeed a possibility.” Lu Qing nodded, took out a few sheets of paper from his pocket, and quickly wrote on them with a very thin charcoal stick. Without looking up, he replied to Zhu Yu, “Zhao Bi’s death has completely dismantled his past power. There is no possibility of him regrouping. Lu Zhang is left alone. With his retainers scattered, he is no longer a threat.”

Zhu Yu watched as Lu Qing scribbled away on the paper, filling the small sheet with dense writing.

After these practice sessions, Zhu Yu was able to understand the content faster and faster.

After Lu Qing finished writing the note, he quickly reassembled the puzzle box, hid the note inside, and Zhu Yu got up and gently blew on the silver whistle around his neck by the window.

Lu Qing stretched his hand out of the window, and a dark shadow flashed past, along with the puzzle box in his hand.

The night outside returned to its usual silence, and Lu Qing carefully closed the window.

“This time, we really owe it all to that Qilin pattern in your house.” Zhu Yu already knew Lu Qing’s plan and wasn’t too surprised. “Otherwise, we would have had a hard time noticing it, and we wouldn’t have made all the discoveries that followed.”

If Mu Hong is trustworthy, then we will have a way to resolve our biggest hidden danger this time.

I just wonder if, after more than twenty years, he can still remember it so clearly.

"We'll know once we go and take a look first thing tomorrow morning." Lu Qing said, reaching out to loosen Zhu Yu's hair. "Your nose has always been reliable, so we'll need you to check it out tomorrow."

The next morning, they left early as usual. The talisman was gone; they had set off sometime earlier, following the directions given by the shop owners to purchase the items they needed.

So Fu Wen followed his two masters, and the three of them went to the small wooden building again. This time, Zhu Yu asked Fu Wen to bring along the thick clothes that the landlady had bought for them.

When the three of them found the small wooden house, as soon as they entered, Mu Hong scurried out of the tunnel. Seeing their surprise, he quickly pointed outside and said, "After you left yesterday, I took advantage of the night to fix the copper bell outside..."

"You did the right thing." Zhu Yu smiled at him and gestured to the runes beside him. "Haven't you eaten yet? We haven't either, shall we eat together?"

Mu Hong nodded hastily.

With the encouragement of these people, and thinking that he had already endured more than 20 years, his spirits relaxed a little.

The four of them sat on the ground in the shadows behind the stairs. Rune took off the things he was carrying and put them aside. He then took out a pancake that had just been cooked that morning and was not yet completely cooled.

Although it was just a flatbread, it was tempting enough for Mu Hong, who hadn't had freshly cooked food in a long time.

He couldn't help but swallow hard. After the rune had been given to Zhu Yu and Lu Qing, it handed him a piece, which he eagerly took and wolfed down. Zhu Yu sighed softly.

This man seemed to have had over twenty years of his life stolen from him. Despite his graying beard, his mannerisms and eyes made him look like a young man in his twenties. This awkward contrast left people wondering what to think.

After they had eaten enough, Lu Qing noticed that Mu Hong's eyes were constantly glancing curiously at the thick clothes in the bundle. So he cleared his throat and said to him, "These thick clothes are for you. You must have a hard time getting through the winter living in that tomb."

For your safety and the safety of all of us, we'll probably need to stay here for a while longer. We can't let you move elsewhere immediately, so these warm clothes can help you through this.

If you need anything later, just tell our people, and they will find a way to help you.

Mu Hong nodded blankly, reached out and took the clothes, hugged them to his chest and rubbed them, his eyes slowly welling up with tears, which soon overflowed from his eyes.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he said, wiping away tears. "For so many years I've been all alone, thinking that this was how my life would be until I die... I never imagined... that after how I treated you, you would still treat me like this... I'm so ashamed..."

“You don’t need to feel ashamed. There is no kindness in this world that is not encouraged. We are not encouraging you for no reason.” Lu Qing shook his head at him, his expression very calm and his tone very flat. “We can get you out of your current situation, and you need to provide us with what we need.”

Mu Hong understood immediately. Whether it was because he felt more at ease or because he was full, his reaction today was significantly better than the day before. Now that he had come to his senses, he quickly got up from the ground and ran to the tomb chamber below.

When he came out again a little while later, he was carrying a lot of odds and ends in his arms, and they looked quite heavy.

He carried the pile of odds and ends to the group of people, carefully placing the items wrapped in various colored cloth scraps on the ground. The small cloth bundles made a sound when they hit the ground, sounding like porcelain or pottery.

Mu Hong carefully untied one of the dusty little cloth bags, revealing a pale yellow pottery inside.

The pottery looked very strange; its shape and appearance were unlike anything Zhu Yu had ever seen before.

The thing was no bigger than the palm of your hand. At first glance, it looked like a slightly thick plate. But if you looked closely, you would see that there was a seam in the middle of the "plate". It was obviously not a single piece, but rather two pieces joined together.

Mu Hong opened the other small cloth pieces one by one, revealing "ceramic dishes" of varying sizes and colors, all tightly fastened together, suggesting they were some kind of special utensil.

"What are these...?" Lu Qing's gaze swept over the things on the ground, and she looked up at Mu Hong, who had a look on his face as if he were showing off a treasure.

"These are the incenses that my father and his men forced me to mix, which I risked my life to bring out back then, along with some of the spices used to mix them," Mu Hong quickly replied.

(End of this chapter)