Hua Chunqiu strode out of the City Lord's Mansion and did not leave from the main gate, but chose to leave through the back door with a subordinate of the City Lord's Mansion, also to guard against the eyes and ears of others. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Out of the back door, Hua Chunqiu turned his head and took a deep look at the courtyard wall of the City Lord's Mansion. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a hideous smile and said, "Hehe, my lord of the city, I hope we can meet again in two days." ”

At this moment, a black shadow silently appeared behind Hua Chunqiu. With a hellish and gloomy sound of death, it came into Hua Chunqiu's mind, and there was no movement when he only heard "get rid of him".

Hua Chunqiu couldn't help but shudder, his lips were just about to open and close, but he quickly closed them again, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and quickly left here.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed in a hurry, and a major event was reported in Fenglan County. That is, Tang Ying, the lord of the Xiangfu, suddenly died of illness for unknown reasons. As soon as this news came out, it spread almost all over the city, and many powerful families rushed to find out the truth. As a result, as rumored, the walls of the Xiangfu Courtyard in Nancheng were covered with black cloth and white silk, and with the heavy snowfall, the atmosphere in Fenglan County was also extremely solemn.

The original red brick and green tile Xiangfu courtyard wall was already hung with black cloth and white silk at this time. In front of the gate of Xiangfu, there was an endless stream of mourning guests. Most of these people are local charlatans and traders, as well as bureaucrats from various places. It can be seen that the status of Xiangfu in Fenglan County is so great that it should not be underestimated.

At the same time, in the city lord's mansion, a servant knelt on one knee and reported the movements of the Xiang Mansion at this time. At this time, there was also a servant in Washington who knelt on one knee, and it seemed that he had also reported the news.

Although the two got the news at the same time, their expressions were completely different. The city lord walked back and forth in the hall thoughtfully, looking like he couldn't make a choice. And Hua Chunqiu smiled happily, looking at the snow outside the window was very beautiful.

"Xiao Mansion, Elder Xiao has arrived."

A long mourning voice resounded in the Xiang Mansion, and then a handsome middle-aged man in a black robe stepped in from outside the gate of the Xiang Mansion. At this time, the originally noisy courtyard suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes were all looking at the comer.

This person is none other than the head of the Xiao family, Xiao Jiang, who even the empire is afraid of. I saw Xiao Jiang striding into the mansion like a meteor, clasping his fists with his hands in front of the crowd one by one to show his return salute, and at this time, the people in the courtyard were also respectful to him, and even some famous people stepped forward to greet him in person.

"Uncle Xiao." Hearing the arrival of Patriarch Xiao, Tang Jun ran out of the hall with red eyes and quickly, followed by several descendants of the Tang family, each dressed in linen and wearing filial piety, and hurriedly greeted each other.

"What the hell happened, how did you die suddenly?" Since Xiao Jiang got the bad news from Xiangfu, Xiao Jiang's heart began to be suspicious, he didn't believe that as the news said, Tang Ying died of illness. Seeing Tang Jun's appearance, Xiao Jiang frowned even more, grabbed one of Tang Jun's arms and walked briskly into the hall, asking as he walked.

"Uncle Xiao, this matter is a long story, let's take a look at the body of the eldest brother first!" Tang Jun wanted to open his mouth to respond, but was stopped by the woman on the side.

The three of them looked at each other, did not speak, and hurriedly followed the servant into the memorial hall.

In the memorial hall, several feet of white silk floated on the pillars. At the center of the hall, there is an offering table and a huge inscription, and behind the inscription is Tang Ying's coffin. The coffin is not covered, which should be a local custom to pay tribute to the deceased.

"Patriarch Xiao, please offer incense." A maid dressed in linen lit three pillars of incense and handed it to Xiao Jiangdao.

At this moment, I heard another long mourning outside the door. "City Lord's Mansion, City Lord has arrived." Then there was a long mourning: "Washington, the Chinese elder has arrived." ”

"Hmph, they'll come too?" Xiao Jiang took the incense, and when he heard the person reported by the mourner outside the door, he snorted coldly. Then, I heard a sigh outside the door, and two middle-aged men in black robes walked in, one of whom said, "Alas, died young! ”

These two people were the city lord and Hua Chunqiu, so they pretended, but their eyes kept looking at Xiao Jiang.

"Hehe, it turns out that Patriarch Xiao is also here, I waited for the news and arrived non-stop, but I didn't think it would be half a step too late for Patriarch Xiao." Hua Chunqiu pretended to arch his hand to Xiao Jiang, and then took the incense handed over by the maid, and he didn't know what he was talking about, and after lighting it, he inserted it into the incense burner.

"The relationship between the Xiao family and the Tang family has always been very good, so it is natural that we got the news a little earlier than that. Patriarch Xiao, Cheng has seen it. The city lord greeted him on the side, and also bowed his hand to Xiao Jiang.

"Hmph, I didn't expect the two masters to arrive, it's really a shame for the Tang family. In this mourning hall, there will be no old memories with the two, and Xiao will visit the ancestor of the Tang family, so he will leave. Xiao Jiang glanced at the two of them, said angrily, and turned around to leave.

After Xiao Jiang left, the city lord and Hua Chunqiu smiled at each other, and they didn't say much, and when they walked to Tang Jun's side, they made another sad and changeable speech.

Not long ago, the city lord received the news of Tang Ying's sudden death. After thinking about it, I felt that what Hua Chunqiu said still needed to be discussed in detail, after all, no one would get along with Ronghua and Fugui. Moreover, the Mofu case back then was also implicated with himself, and now that he has the handle in the hands of others, even if he doesn't want to cooperate, I'm afraid that in the end, he can only make a mess. Rather than that, it's better to look to the future. So, the city lord sent someone to invite Hua Chunqiu to come to the mansion to talk about it.

Unexpectedly, Hua Chunqiu had been waiting outside the City Lord's Mansion for a long time. The two naturally hit it off when they met, and they didn't talk nonsense, so they came to Xiangfu together. After all, if you don't show up at this time, you will be suspected by people with intentions.

The mourning process was complicated, and none of the guests who came and went to mourn had left. According to normal rules, the deceased should be put on hold for three days. Three days later, the family will seal the coffin, find a feng shui treasure to open the soil and erect a monument, and then entertain the mourners at the banquet, which can be regarded as sending the deceased away completely.

Guests living in Fenglan County do not need to stay in Xiangfu, they can come back and wait for three days. The city lord and Hua Chunqiu appeased the Tang family and the family did not stay long, and left in a hurry.

Three days later, the two reunited at the City Lord's Mansion. And this reunion is destined to the dual strength of conspiracy and conspiracy. Four mansions in a hundred years, four families. Five years ago, five years later, in this magical and mysterious Fenglan County, a bloody bloody case of extermination is about to be staged.

And the source of this bloody case is a great conspiracy that you can never imagine, and it involves a wide range of harm, and its harm is enough to make the Six Realms lament.