Chapter Fifty-One: Peeping at Bathing

  Ning Feng's gaze shifted onto Mu Furen's body.

  What did Mrs. Li see from behind Mrs. Mu that would cause such a big reaction?

  At this glance, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  Mrs. Muo is very unwell.

  Her face turned pale, even her originally rosy lips lost all their color, and the fists clenched in her lap were as white as jade.

  Mrs. Mu's whole body was trembling, as if in pain, and also like being frightened.

  She reacted, apart from Ning Feng and Shu Bailin who noticed the anomaly of Mrs. Li, no one else felt much abnormality. After all, what Captain Xu said was a common tragedy that ordinary people would encounter, and it was normal for a weak woman like her to be unable to withstand the shock.

  Xu Buto continued to look down and said:

  "...the local rascal got caught in the rain that day, contracted a chill and was bedridden for two days. As soon as he could get out of bed, he ran back to the ruined temple, wanting to destroy all evidence, but unexpectedly didn't see any corpse, only a small puddle of blood and a small piece of fabric."

  Xu caught the head and took out a piece of blood-stained cloth, with brown bloodstains on the light yellow fabric.

  "The local rascal thought the body had been discovered and reported to the authorities, so he didn't even dare enter the county town. He fled overnight to the home of a wandering knight in a neighboring county, where he hid for eight months."

  "In these eight months, I was worried and frightened every day, having nightmares about a female ghost in yellow clothes holding a baby, coming to claim my life. Just a few months had passed, but it felt like an eternity, and I was exhausted, on the verge of collapse, not wanting to die in a foreign land, when he finally returned to surrender."

  Xu caught his head and said here, the calm face finally showed a strange look, shaking his head: "We, did not know that there was such a thing at all, nor had anyone come to report the case."

  "The officer in charge of the prison has checked the records and confirmed that during this period, there have been no missing women in our county town."

  "That's strange." Xu Captor looked at Mu Li, then at Mrs. Mu, and said: "The local accent is very certain, the woman is from this county, and I asked the lame old man who was on duty that day, he said he saw a woman with bloodstains on her yellow clothes entering a nearby courtyard when the wind and rain stopped."

  "Lao Er didn't see clearly which family it was at the time, but Xu investigated and found that there were only a few families with young women in the vicinity. On that day, it seemed that Mrs. Zun had gone out of town to visit relatives?"

  "I don't know, it's a wooden affair, Mrs. Wood, what can you teach me?"

  Xu caught a step forward, his momentum suddenly changed, as if from a domestic cat, turned into a fierce tiger.

  The expression on Mrs. Mu's face changed instantly.

  She stumbled backward two steps, leaning against the half-open door as if she couldn't withstand the shock, looking like she was about to faint.

  "Madam."

  Mu Li was shocked and didn't care about anything else, he hastily went forward to support her.

  Mrs. Li also hurried over, stroking Mrs. Mu's abdomen while softly comforting her.

  From a distance, their voices were low, and Ning Feng could only barely hear Old Lady Li repeatedly saying "Deep breathing, deep breathing, don't move the fetal energy" and so on.

  Xu's iron face now showed a hint of embarrassment, unable to advance or retreat.

  After all, he didn't have any solid evidence, yet he was threatening a pregnant woman who was about to give birth, which seemed unreasonable.

  "Xu Bao Tou, you can go back now."

  Mu stepped forward, blocking his wife from view and interrupting Captain Xu's line of sight. He shouted loudly, "This matter has nothing to do with us, stop bothering us, see him off!"

  Xu caught the head shook his head, did not insist, pulled the young catcher to leave, and threw a sentence before leaving: "Muguan things, if you have any questions, you can come to the government office to find me, goodbye."

  Two people walked away, Mu Guangzhi and Mrs. Li supported the pregnant woman back to the courtyard, "bang" closed the door.

  After several breaths, Ning Feng and Shu Baili stood in front of the door.

  "Lao Shu, did you see that? The look in Mu Furen's eyes."

  Ning Feng looked at the tightly closed door and suddenly asked.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk, how hateful." In an instant, two catchers flashed into Shu Bailings mind, the gate closed in a moment, and Mrs. Mu looked at the direction where the catcher left with her last glance.

  Just thinking about it in his mind, he felt that the six pieces of top yang bone on his head were all opened, and the cold air poured in with a hiss, making him feel chilled to the bone.

  Ning Feng nodded slightly, took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and pressed a button on the dark red door.

  Shu Bailin curiously walked over and asked: "Ning brothers, what are you doing?"

  Ning Feng's posture clearly wasn't the rhythm of knocking on the door, besides if he were to knock on the door now and say he wanted to subdue demons and exorcise evil spirits, the other party would probably give him a bad face and chase him out with a broom.

  While speaking, Ning Feng withdrew his hand from the door and looked at it in front of his eyes, and his face was somewhat unsightly.

  "Has it faded?"

  He muttered to himself as he spread his palms open.

  Shu Bailin stretched his neck and took a look, his pupils shrinking for an instant. In Ning Feng's palm, there was clearly a crimson patch.

  The wooden door falling off is a joke, Shu Bailin immediately remembered the shocked expression of Mrs. Li, and when she leaned back against the gate with a weak willow supporting the wind, everything became clear.

  "Go take a look."

  Ning Feng wiped the bloodstains off his hands and said in a low voice.

  At this time, the sun had already set, and the wooden house was hidden in the darkness, like a big mouth waiting for someone to come and swallow them up.

  "Come with me."

  Shu Bailin suddenly became spirited and pulled Ning Feng around to the back of the courtyard.

  Heaven knows where he got the news that this side of the wall is lower, and it's possible that during those few probing moments, he even personally came to test it out.

  Looking around and seeing no one, the wall was low and short, it was just the right place to climb over and enter, but Ning Feng's eyes seemed a bit off.

  "Older brother Ning, what's on my face?"

  Shu Bailin sat on the horse with his waist sunk, his hands stacked on his Dantian, his face flushed red, obviously wanting Ning Feng to step on his hand and borrow strength to turn over the wall.

  "Nothing... nothing at all..."

  Ning Feng shook his head, he just felt that Shu Bailin following him everywhere was a waste of her talent, a great loss to the lock-picking and door-opening community.

  It's hard to say this, but people are working hard.

  He waved his hand and said "no need", then reached out and pressed the wall with one hand, flipped over in mid-air, and jumped over the wall.

  When landing, Ning Feng also bent his knees slightly, buffering a silent landing.

  He was quite satisfied with this move, thinking: "The skill of climbing over the wall in the middle of the night when I was in school has not been wasted. Now that I have tempered my body into a crystal-like state, my physical strength far surpasses that of ordinary people, and it's really easy to do."

  Just then, Ning Feng turned his head and saw Shu Baili upside down, "surfing" down from the wall.

  The whole movement looked like a gecko climbing a wall.

  After landing, Shu Bailin was self-satisfied and didn't wait for Ning Feng to ask before revealing the truth: "Brother Ning, this hand of mine is quite good at climbing walls, isn't it? It's a Jianghu secret technique. If I, Old Shu, hadn't mastered all sorts of skills, I wouldn't have been able to use it."

  Ning Feng swallowed his saliva, nodded, and felt that this old guy not going to steal doors and locks would be a great loss to the thieving world.

  Shu Bailin was just about to continue showing off his exceptional skills, when Ning Feng suddenly straightened up, raised an index finger to his lips:

  "Blow"

  "There's movement."

  The two quieted down and indeed heard a "click" sound of falling door latch coming from a certain direction.

  At this moment, they were already in the backyard, exchanged a glance, and tacitly moved towards the source of the sound.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

  A faint sound of water came, Ning Feng and Shu Bailin circled around and found the source of the sound. When they looked, both were stunned.

  That was a small room behind the courtyard, and the two people were standing facing outside the window.

  It was probably because there were no residents in this direction, and it was a summer day that was greedy for coolness. The windows were not closed, and Ning Feng looked inside to see nothing.

  A large wooden barrel with uneven shoulders in the room, surrounded by a circle of water vapor on its head.

  Behind the large wooden bucket was a screen with an outer garment draped over it, stained with blood, looking exceptionally striking.

  If it were in peacetime, Ning Feng and Shu Bailin would have definitely taken a few more glances at their clothes and wondered how they got stained with blood.

  But at this moment, neither of them could...

  In front of a large wooden barrel, a slender figure with their back to the viewer, one hand leaning against the barrel and the other hand inserted into the barrel, stirring as if testing the water temperature.

  It was probably the sound of water just now.

  "Mrs. Mu..."

  Looking at the back view and then looking at the screen with that outer garment on it, Ning Feng and others naturally distinguished the identity of the back view.

  Both of them looked embarrassed.

  Mrs. Mu was wearing a bathrobe at this moment, apparently just about to take a bath.

  Ning Feng saw this scene and his first reaction was to withdraw and leave. No matter what, he wouldn't stoop so low as to spy on a pregnant woman taking a bath.

  He was about to drag the reluctant Shu Bairong away when a strange scene suddenly appeared.

  Mrs. Mu withdrew her hand from the large wooden bucket, straightened up, and the bloodstains on her back began to spread rapidly.

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng's pupils contracted slightly, a situation that could only mean one thing: the wound was splitting open, spewing out fresh blood.

  His distracting thoughts all dissipated on the faint bloodstain, and instead of hurrying away, he fixed his gaze inside.

  Mrs. Mu's back was shaking violently, as if in unbearable pain, and with great difficulty she lifted her head and untied it.

  "Slap!"

  Fell down, soaked in fresh blood, and landed on the ground with a dull thud.

  Mrs. Mu didn't even have the strength to bend down and pick it up, or to throw it over the screen; she had to use both hands to prop herself against the edge of the wooden tub to keep from falling over.

  "Hiss~"

  Outside the window, the gentle breeze was refreshing and invigorating, and she took a deep breath of cool air.

  After stripping, Madame Mu's alabaster back was completely exposed to the two men's line of sight. In fact, if one were a bit more lewd, with just a change in angle, everything could be seen clearly.

  Ning Feng didn't have such an idea at all, but Shu Bailin might have, however, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't think of it for a while.

  Mrs. Mu's back had three or four wounds, which were constantly tearing and opening, revealing a piece of bright red flesh inside, with fresh blood gushing out.

  Beautiful curves, ugly wounds; fair skin, crimson blood.

  In sharp contrast, like the murals inside a Buddhist temple, the flying apsaras and yaksha coexist in harmony, complementing each other.

  This is just the beginning.

  Ning Feng and Shu Bailin stood outside the window, holding their breath unintentionally. They witnessed with their own eyes the wounds on Mu Furen's body rapidly closing and reopening, accompanied by her panting sounds...

  More than ten breaths passed, and the originally ugly scars were completely invisible, without even a hint of fresh healing marks.

  Mrs. Mu's entire back was smooth and spotless, as if the blood had never been washed off, making one wonder if the previous scene was just an illusion.

  "Wow!"

  She let out a long sigh and reached down to undo her pants, because she was about to give birth, the action was inevitably difficult.

  Ning Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed Shu Bailin's neck, pulling him away.

  "Hmm...let me take another look..."

  Shu Bailin reluctantly called out in a low voice, his head constantly turning back, helplessly being dragged away.

  Two people left a few dozen feet away, and the sound of "splashing" into the water could still be heard faintly from the house, like a bamboo tube, I don't know if the water temperature was too high...