"Wind and Soil" cloud: "Midsummer Dragon Boat Festival." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info ender, the beginning also. "There are three five days in a month, and the first five days are "end five".

April is coming to an end, soon after the Dragon Boat Festival, a few days ago because of the murder of some lifeless Yongning finally glowed with some vitality, the stall also put on all kinds of Dragon Boat Festival rope and five poisonous spirit runes, there are also many people to go to the suburbs to pick some calamus and mugwort leaves to repel insects.

Of course, no one dares to go to the small mound, there are four murders, and three bodies were found there, either the perpetrator is too stupid and doesn't know how to move the crime, or he is too rampant, so rampant that he can't find any clues even if he doesn't have to change the location of the crime, obviously, the murderer belongs to the latter.

But at night, when it's time to wave, there are still waves.

The Yujue Inn is a good place, the officials who work in Yongning get together, whether they are talking about official or private affairs, the first thing that comes to mind is almost all the Yujue Inn.

Wang Zhixian is no exception, in the past few days, for several murders, one of his subordinates was injured, one of his subordinates was frustrated, and he couldn't lift his spirits to do things, so even on the day of the monthly routine, when the three or two officials got together, Wang Zhixian did not forget to mention the murder at the dinner table.

In the private room of the Yujue Inn, there were a total of six people seated.

Wang Zhixian, Wu Zhifu, Mu Qingyun, and Yongning Hou finally gathered at this time, Mu Yuyu as Mu Qingyun's daughter has been following Mu Qingyun's side, Feng Ling has been studying in Yongning for many years, visiting the mountains and rivers here, and there is little Wu Zhifu who knows about Yongning, so he thinks that he can also help.

At the dinner table, Wang Zhixian briefly talked about the situation of the four dead girls, but several people discussed it for most of the day without coming up with a result, which was nothing more than to mention the few conjectures that had been drawn again.

Until the willow tops of the moon, there were still arguments in the private room.

Sensing that the night was getting late, Feng Ling turned his head slightly, and saw Mu Yiyu beside him nodding his head constantly, almost falling to the ground. But the few officials at the table didn't seem to stop, the tea had been renewed for a few cups, Feng Ling sighed slightly in his heart, they were really all seniors who worked tirelessly for the country and the people.

I don't know how long it took, a few people finally planned to get up and leave, and after saying goodbye one by one, Mu Yiyu originally wanted to leave in a sedan chair with Mu Qingyun, but they saw that Wu Zhifu had been by his father's side all the time.

"Prime Minister, stay behind!" Governor Wu's eyes flashed, and when he was about to get on the sedan chair, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly raised his hand and trotted towards Mu Qingyun all the way, "The wound similar to the bite of the snake's teeth mentioned by the Prime Minister just now, I think it will be related to Chiyu, the little pet of the poisonous fairy on the rivers and lakes?"

Mu Qingyun, who had already entered the sedan chair, leaned out half of his body and beckoned to Governor Wu's mansion, "Tell me carefully, what do you think." As soon as the words fell, Mu Qingyun reacted to what he said, the yamen was very close to the Yujue Inn, Wang Zhixian, who has always been known for his frugality and honesty, did not take a sedan chair when he came, and during the conversation, he drank a few more glasses of wine with an agitation, and now this situation is afraid that it is not possible to take a sedan chair, Wu Zhifu originally planned to go back with Wang Zhixian in a sedan chair, but now there is such a situation.

If he and Governor Wu were seated in this sedan chair, what should Mu Yuyu do?

Before Mu Qingyun could speak, Feng Ling, who was standing next to his sedan chair, said: "The Prime Minister has official affairs to discuss with Lord Wu, so Ling will not bother, if the Prime Minister is at ease, Ling will send Miss Mu back to the Yongning Hou Mansion." ”

When Mu Yiyu, who was a little sleepy on the side, heard Feng Ling say this, he instantly came to his senses, and the heart in his chest was also beating wildly.

Mu Qingyun's raised hand froze in the air, "This ...... I'm afraid it's a little troublesome, Your Highness the Sixth. Although he believes that Yi Fengling's personality will never do anything out of the ordinary, no matter how he says that his daughter is also a girl who has not left the cabinet, what will others think if she rides in the same sedan chair with other men?

When he was about to open his mouth to refuse, he saw Mu Yuyu twist and said: "Daddy and Governor Wu will discuss things, and Yuyu will take care of himself." ”

Seeing his daughter's slightly red face in the moonlight, Mu Qingyun was stunned, and suddenly understood something, he hadn't seen Mu Yiyu and Feng Ling together these days, if it was really like this...... The corners of Mu Qingyun's mouth are slightly curved, but it is a good marriage.

"Ling happened to be looking for something for the little marquis, and he also stopped by to send Miss Mu. Seeing that Mu Qingyun was still hesitating, Feng Ling gave him another dose of reassurance.

"Then please ask Your Highness Six. Mu Qingyun arched his hand and entered the sedan chair with Governor Wu.

The night is slightly cool, it is the time when the night market opens, there are many more pedestrians on the street at once, and the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and there are many people who come out to buy things.

The avenue taken by Mu Qingyun's sedan chair, although it was a little dark at night, the road was absolutely spacious. But Feng Ling didn't like that dark feeling, so he chose the most lively street to go, now it seems that the speed of the sedan chair to the East Street will definitely be much slower, but I am afraid that Mu Yiyu will not be able to go back on time When Mu Qingyun is worried, Feng Ling simply taught them to stop before they reached the East Street, and said to Mu Yuyu beside him: "Go to the night market, what does Miss Mu think?"

Mu Yiyu, who had been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time in the past and had been bound by various rules and regulations, had never visited the night market, and now he opened the sedan curtain and looked at the dotted lanterns and pedestrians coming and going on the street, his originally tired eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded slightly, "It's a good proposal." ”

So, the two people who were supposed to be in a hurry to go back ended up swaggering around the night market, and the few servants who had just carried the sedan chair were also sent back by Feng Ling.

There are few stalls at the end of East Street, because it is the closest to the avenue, and it is strictly under the jurisdiction of the government at night, so it is not allowed to light lamps and place them indiscriminately.

Although this short distance was a little dark, but thinking that they were about to arrive at the Yongning Marquis Mansion, Feng Ling and Mu Yiyu didn't have so many scruples, and the two of them carried a lantern bought from the night market, and slowly walked in the clear wind, talking without a word.

In the narrow alley, through gusts of wind, the strange sound of the wind knocked on the wall, like a woman crying in the night, intermittently, one after another, Mu Yuyu, who was carrying the lantern, couldn't help but tremble.

Sensing that the person next to her was a little scared, Feng Ling couldn't help but get closer to her, and raised her voice to talk to her about other things, hoping to distract her.

Suddenly, two crows fluttered across the sky, stirring up the extinguished lantern hanging on the wall of the alley, and a black shadow quickly passed by, and when Feng Ling turned to look, he didn't see anything.

Mu Yiyu couldn't help but grasp Feng Ling's sleeve tightly, and said tremblingly: "I...... I'm afraid of the dark. So many people around him didn't feel it, but as soon as he entered this alley, Mu Yiyu felt that he was wrapped in darkness, and all his strength was shattered in an instant.

Feng Ling frowned, raised the lantern in his hand a little higher, so that it was enough to illuminate the road in front of her, and comforted her as she walked: "It's okay, it's going to be there soon." ”

As he was talking, the black shadow appeared again, rushed in front of the two of them, knocked down the baskets piled up next to the alley, and the two of them were so frightened that they took two steps back again and again, and looked at them closely, only to see that it was a black cat.

Its eyes, in the darkness, glowed eerily green.