This person must die!

"Sir, you are so smart, I admire you. Since you know how to calculate, why do you need to ask me about my injuries?"

"The art of calculation is to seek blessings from heaven. You should not speculate on your own, nor ask heaven for everything."

The middle-aged man smiled heartily: "It's just a few jokes to you, don't mind it. I came here today because I want to ask you a few things."

"Just say it." Xia Shang bowed.

The two of them talked back and forth, but they were easy-going and calm, and it was hard to tell what the other party's purpose was.

However, Qin Huairou frowned slightly.

The middle-aged man looked like an ordinary person, with no special features, only a little stubble, and his eyes and expressions were very ancient. The smile at the corner of his mouth could not be seen as true or false, and a raincoat was the best cover.

This person behaved so ordinary that Qin Huairou felt that he was definitely not ordinary!

Sure enough, Qin Huairou soon noticed the key point-his cloth shoes were not wet!

In such heavy rain, even with a hat and a raincoat, it is impossible to avoid getting wet. No matter how careful you are, there will be at least some marks on the uppers of your shoes.

But not only can you not see the rain on the slope of this middle-aged man, but you can't even see a trace of dust, it looks like new.

There is only one possibility to do this.

Unless this person's internal strength is so strong that rain and dust can't touch the uppers of the shoes, and he can unconsciously keep the internal strength on his feet, and can form a layer of Qi film on his feet that is invisible to the naked eye.

This seemingly ordinary thing can only be understood by martial artists like Qin Huairou. This person needs to reach the late stage of the Chongmai realm to be able to do it. Even his father can't do it! Qin Huairou has only seen similar scenes on her grandfather.

This is a person with profound martial arts that is scary! What is his purpose in coming to find her husband?

"Xiaoyue, bring out my sword."

Qin Huairou whispered to Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue still didn't understand, Qin Huairou quickly whispered: "Go quickly!"

Such a dangerous person appeared at home, no matter whether there would be danger or not, he had to hold the sword in his hand to feel at ease.

Xiaoyue realized that something was wrong and quietly retreated. But how could her actions escape the eyes of the middle-aged man? This made the middleman notice this girl at a glance.

Little maid!

It seems that he is right.

The middle-aged man's expression did not change, and he still smiled and asked Xia Shang: "Sir, did you find anything suspicious the night before yesterday?"

"The night before yesterday?"

Xia Shang thought about it. Wasn't the night two days ago when Shangguan Chan came?

The other party asked this, could it be the person who injured Shangguan Chan?

If there was no incident that night, Shangguan Chan's life or death had nothing to do with Xia Shang, but it was different now! Shangguan Chan had a night of love with him, no matter what, Xia Shang would never forget it.

"This... what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."

At this time, Xiaoyue came out of the house with a sword. The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "Sir, although you can be regarded as a favor to me. But you have to think clearly before you say this, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what do you want?"

Qin Huairou held the sword, and he was a little more confident. He pulled Xia Shang back to his side and took two steps forward.

Facing Qin Huairou, the middle-aged man didn't even move his eyelids, but said faintly: "Madam, don't be angry. I just talked to you in a friendly manner and didn't intend to commit murder. Moreover, I think it is not wise for Madam to be so radical. You must do it within your ability."

After speaking, the middle-aged man raised his hand and gently placed it on the earthen wall of the thatched house. He didn't see how hard he used, but there was a smell of burning. When he moved his hand away, there was a black palm print on the wall!

The whole process took only one second, and even the middle-aged man couldn't catch any signs of luck, which shows that he didn't try his best at all!

What kind of strength is needed to do this?

Even if Xia Shang didn't know martial arts, he couldn't help but feel horrified when he saw this scene!

"Madam, come back." Xia Shang hurriedly pulled Qin Huairou to his side. He could feel that his wife was definitely not his opponent and was afraid that something might happen.

The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the effect and smiled: "Sir, now you can think about it carefully before you speak?"

Xia Shang swallowed his saliva. To be honest, he was also very nervous.

Some people can fool people with their mouths, but some people can't!

The man in front of him was obviously not the type who would listen to nonsense. You must be sincere when talking to him.

"Well... you can tell me if you want. But let me make it clear first, once I tell you, you are not allowed to do anything wrong."

"Of course, sir, do you think I am a murderer?"

"That's good! Two nights ago, a female thief did come to my place. She put a knife on my neck and said she wanted someone to buy medicine for her. She left after a day."

"Is it really that simple?"

"It's that simple. It's just that one medicine was not bought on the way. The woman thought I deliberately cheated her. She wanted to kill me at that time. I was stabbed in the shoulder. If my wife hadn't known some kung fu and saved me from that woman, I would be dead now."

"You were stabbed in the shoulder?"

Luckily, the scar was still there, Xia Shang hurriedly untied The coat was shown to the other party: "Look."

The middle-aged man frowned and nodded: "It was indeed Qinglan who hurt her."

"Don't worry! I swear on my Chinese heart that I will never be partial to anyone."

"Then why didn't you say it clearly before?"

"How do I know if you are the accomplice of the female thief? Of course, I can't say it casually. So, are you the accomplice of the female thief?"

"This is not what you should care about. Then what do you know? Do you know where she went?"

"Of course I don't know where she went, but she seems to be poisoned and very weak, otherwise my wife can't beat her. She shouldn't be able to run far, maybe she has died of poison nearby."

The middle-aged man didn't ask any more questions, silently put on his hat, and turned back to the rain.

Perhaps the master really has a master's integrity. He didn't stop at all when he left, and soon disappeared.

At this time, the rain was also lighter, which made the whole family relaxed.

Qin Huairou wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Husband, he probably won't come back."

However, Xia Shang did not relax. On the contrary, he was sweating profusely, frowning, and looking gloomy, looking very scary.

"Husband...what's wrong with you? Don't worry, I can feel that man, he won't kill innocent people."

Xia Shang seemed to be nervous, and his voice was trembling: "This this this...this...now this...it's not a question of whether he will...kill me...Yes, yes, yes...I have to...find a way to kill him!"

"What?!" Qin Huairou's face changed immediately after hearing this, "Husband, are you talking nonsense?"

"I, I, I...I am sober! That man...must die!"