Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 36

Ling Qianyi’s family members were all thrown into a mass grave?

“It was too cruel to destroy the family.”

“Did they catch the suspects?”

“On inspection by the government, there was no sign of any looting in the Ling Mansion.” The man continued to whisper, “It went in favor of the prefect at that time. The Ling Mansion was a local wealthy businessman family. How much silver had they accumulated? He said they were sealing up the finances of the Ling Mansion, but didn’t it go into his pocket?”

“This magistrate is another corrupt official. I remember that more than ten years ago, there was a corruption case exposed here. The magistrate embezzled the relief money and forced many people to leave their homes. Later, the corrupt official was reported…”

“That is good. For this kind of corrupt official who disregards human life, I wish I could kill him soon!”

That meant that Ling Qianyi had been there three years ago, which meant he must have checked out all the things that could be found in Mingcheng about the tragedy of his family’s death. He encountered great difficulties in investigating the case, and it was even more difficult for him to advance in the plot.

Going there by herself seemed to be another useless effort.

She decided that it was time to find another way out. Fortunately, her current task did not require a specific time limit. There was no rush; she could complete it slowly.

Song Miaomiao resigned from her job in the restaurant and stayed in Mingcheng for four to five days. She looked around the city where Ling Qianyi had lived before. When she was packing her things and preparing to leave Mingcheng, someone knocked on the door.

Wasn’t Xu Lin the witness who identified Ling Qianyi? What did Xu Lin discover? Was the man in black exposed?

No matter what the circumstances, whether from the perspective of Song Chaowang’s case or the mission, Song Miaomiao had to go. She immediately agreed to go with Master Fang back to the Wanshan Sect.

When they reached the woods of a village, Master Fang suddenly stopped and mentioned that Xu Lin was there. So, Song Miaomiao anxiously asked him to call Xu Lin out. He smiled slightly and actually waved his hand. A group of disciples emerged from nowhere in the woods, and two disciples stepped forward and tied her up directly.

Master Fang imprisoned Song Miaomiao in a carriage, blindfolded, and transported her to another place. There were special guards, and she had no chance to seek death or escape. Fortunately, the main purpose of Master Fangi’s kidnapping of her was to lure Ling Qianyi. Her life was not in danger. Thinking of it, Song Miaomiao decided to recharge her energy. It was better to follow his arrangement first. When the opportunity arose, she would escape immediately.

Seven days later, after a loud noise of gongs and drums outside, Song Miaomiao, who was blindfolded, was brought out with a knife on her neck by two disciples.

She was covered, only to hear Master Fang’s voice, “Ling Qianyi, order your people to withdraw from the siege of Jianshan Mountain.”

Master Fang actually found Ling Qianyi? But why did he surround Jianshan? Based on Song Miaomiao’s understanding of him, he was definitely not the kind of person obsessed with fame, wealth, and power, and would not have any obsession with the power of the Wanshan Sect.

Ling Qianyi’s voice remained soft but crystal clear, “Oh? Withdraw from Jianshan? That depends on whether you can meet my conditions. I stated that I will withdraw from Jianshan Mountain as long as you hand over those responsible for killing my Master and brother, and framing me.”

Song Miaomiao seemed to grasp why Ling Qianyi sought to surround Jianshan. It appeared that he was struggling to identify the murderer behind the deaths of the Master and others despite years of effort. Ling Qianyi’s strategy was to force the Wanshan Sect into aiding his investigation.

Master Fang responded, “I have already handed Xu Lin over to you.”

Did Master Fang tacitly agree to framing Ling Qianyi? Otherwise, why would he surrender his witness card from that year?

Ling Qianyi’s tone remained steady, “It’s not him. He was just deceived by others. He only believed the part he saw and thought he knew the whole picture of the entire incident.”

Master Fang proposed, “Then let’s make a deal.”

He yanked off the black cloth covering Song Miaomiao’s head, revealing her. 

Ling Qianyi, clad in black, stood surrounded by hundreds of black-clad disciples. His face mirrored the coldness of ice, and his eyes resembled a frigid pool.

Song Miaomiao gazed at him, reflecting on the three years that had passed since they last met. The current Ling Qianyi bore no resemblance to the energetic and lovely boy from three years ago.

Master Fang, gripping his sword, stood in front of a group of Wanshan Sect disciples, forming a standoff against Ling Qianyi, “I will hand Song Wanyu to you if you withdraw from Jianshan Mountain.”

Song Miaomiao couldn’t detect the slightest change in Ling Qianyi’s expression. He spoke coldly, “Senior Brother Fang, why do you think I will withdraw from Jianshan Mountain for her? Could it be that you think she is the one who killed the Master?”

Master Fang responded, “It is true that she is not the one who killed my Master, but she is the reason why you came here today.”

Ling Qianyi smiled slightly, “Reason? Did Senior Brother Fang overestimate her and underestimate me?”

Master Fang, amazed, asked, “Didn’t you come here after seeing her letter?”

Ling Qianyi raised the corner of his mouth, saying, “Senior Brother Fang, it seems that you have underestimated yourself. I am here because you are here!”

Master Fang’s face became more serious, “Did you know that this was my game?”

He had known for a long time. It appeared that the letter he wrote didn’t have the intended effect, so he shouldn’t consider it as deceiving him, right?

Ling Qianyi nodded. His eyes were deep and cold, and the corner of his mouth continued to smile. Except for the initial indifferent glance at the bound Song Miaomiao, he paid her no attention.

Master Fang grabbed Song Miaomiao and positioned the sword across her neck, “You don’t believe I will kill her?”

The icy sword lay against Song Miaomiao’s neck, and its sharp point drew blood immediately, the sensation sending a cold, painful shiver through her.

How did the plot develop to this point? What I didn’t write, I’m just improvising for my life! That… Master Fang, could you move your sword away a bit? Do you know that the one you caught is the author who created this world? Even you were made by me! I just don’t understand how the characters turned out so twisted.

The smile on the corner of Ling Qianyi’s mouth grew even stronger. “Senior Brother Fang, I’m afraid you don’t know about my old grievances with her.”

Song Miaomiao’s heart trembled.