The bell rings, and the public trial begins.

Everyone fell silent, waiting for the grandest, most solemn, and most transparent public trial meeting since Baili Shuye ascended the throne.

Zhao Gonggong's silver hair was neat, his face was serious, he looked at Yu Ran, and saw him nodding.

So he got up and said in a loud voice: "The public trial meeting held in the Fan Criminal Division this time is to be ordered by the goddess to conduct a public trial of the culprits of the missing persons in the goddess country for many years, and punish them with the will of the people, so as to demonstrate the justice of our country's legal principles and return justice to the people." ”

As soon as the words fell, all the people knelt down and bowed sincerely: "Goddess and all saints." ”

"Get up."

Zhao Gonggong waved his hand, and everyone stood up.

"There was a case of innocent people inexplicably missing in my goddess country a few years ago, and the investigation has been unsuccessful for so many years, and I got the news a few days ago that Shui Yilou Muzi had been in contact with many missing people, so he sent someone to arrest this, and then the eyes of the people probed the real thoughts, and tried the case publicly, Kunzi, Shaohan went to the prison to bring this person up."

Kunzi, Shaohan got the order, came to the prison and brought the fainted Han Ruojiao to the Xuantie prison.

Everyone was in an uproar, they never thought that the murderer of the missing person case would be such a delicate little woman.

"Is this woman who looks weak and boneless really a murderer?"

"Don't look at her as a woman, I heard that when the Fan Punishment Division arrested her that night, she also asked for a man's heart, and the scene had to infiltrate."

"And this? This woman is really amazing. ”

"By the way, the Shui Yi Building has been seized. The boss of Shui Yilou is said to have been sisters with the murderer, and it is good to care, I suspect that the boss may also be an accomplice, the man was arrested as a male pet, and the woman was arrested and sold. ”

"How could there be such a thing in our goddess country, it's really terrible, fortunately this murderer was caught, otherwise how many innocent people would have been harmed."

"Yes, I think this murderer should be executed as an example."

……

Mao Zixie frowned and looked at the woman in the Xuantie cage. Her master said it

Night. The Song Mansion seems to have turned from the prosperity of the world to the abyss of hell, the lonely moon jackdaw is cold, the candlelight in the dim study is flickering, and two ethereal shadows are reflected on the ground.

A lonely soul. A puppet. Life and death are separated. Keep together.

"Chimatsu, why?"

Song Yiming lay on the ground with a pale face and weakness, and his voice murmured through the faint candlelight. Scattered in the bloody air, his blood-stained hand tightly pulled the plain white dress in front of him, the shocking blood-red handprint deeply stabbed people's eyes, and he looked at the condescending cold face with a sloppy look: "We are about to get married, as long as we get married, there will only be you and me, I promised you that you will take care of you for the rest of your life." ”

"What's the use of promises? It's just a matter of opening and closing your mouth, and what is the promise in this world? How many will be able to keep their promises? As long as your heart is not on me, the shackles of marriage still can't trap your heart that you want to fly. Qian Song's eyes were full of cold light, and his long sleeves revealed white jade, pale dry bones, tightly clutching a shiny dagger, and by the candlelight, he could also see a bead of blood on the dagger, which quickly rolled down to the ground and bloomed irregular plum blossoms.

The breeze blew, the old trees outside the house swayed, a few dead leaves were sprinkled, and the candlelight in the house flickered, Song Yiming shook his head and said disappointedly: "You don't believe me, for so many years, you have never believed me." ”

"I've thought about believing you, and I've tried to believe you, but you buried my trust step by step, do you think I don't know that the person you love is not me, but the woman like a mad dog?" Qian Song's face was expressionless, but his cold tone was full of crying: "I'm just a lonely ghost with nowhere to go, I have no heart, no temperature, no touch, the only thing I have is hunger and cold torture, you know, when a person has nothing, he can think of everything, and for me, you are all." ”

"Chimatsu ......"

"If I get you, I'll get everything."

Qian Song squatted down, his cold hand swept across Song Yiming's cheeks that were gradually losing temperature, looking at the life gradually draining from his face with empty but affectionate feelings, the corners of his lips gently raised like a spring breeze, but it made people feel like the biting cold wind of winter, and the other hand raised a dagger and stabbed deeply into his chest in Song Yiming's desperate gaze.

'Poof', hot blood gushed out, splashing Qiansong's snow-white dress was dripping with blood, and the white porcelain-like face was stained with a few points of blood red, reflecting the hollow eyes hideous and weird.

A gust of cold wind pierced through the high-walled courtyard, and outside the candlelight swaying in the corner, Ruyi sneaked into the Song Mansion under the leadership of He Tian and stood there stunned.

She was amazed by the scene inside, and watched as fist-sized pieces of meat were packed into blue and white clay pots by thousands of songs, as if they were pickling delicacies.

The sound of 'hum' was like hitting a Ben clock, and her head was blank, and the jackdaw that landed on the dead tree was frightened and scattered, if it weren't for He Tian holding her hand tightly to support her body, I am afraid that she would have fainted at this moment.

After He Tian thought about it carefully, he felt that no matter whether she told Ruyi or not, she would go to Song Yiming to ask the original owner clearly, since she had to face it, it was better for him to take her to see the facts with her own eyes, but she didn't expect Qian Song to do it to Song Yiming, and the means were so cruel.

The jackdaw was startled, which attracted Qiansong's attention, He Tian hurriedly took Ruyi to hold his breath and hide in the garden on the side, only to see Qiansong suspiciously probe the entire Song Mansion without a problem, and then returned to the room to continue to divide the body.

"She pickled Song Yiming." Ruyi only felt that there was a cold sweat on his back, and the delicate and weak Qiansong even decomposed and pickled a living person without even blinking his eyes.

"She pickled Song Yiming." Ruyi only felt that there was a cold sweat on her back, and the delicate and powerless Qiansong even decomposed and pickled a living person without even blinking her eyes, which made her as a demon unable to believe it, but she had to believe the facts in front of her.

"She is a yin ghost, and Song Yiming is her yang ghost." Since he chose to take her to see the facts, he was not prepared to hide it, and after a pause, he said: "Desire dissolves in blood, water, bones, and flesh, and every piece of flesh and blood is her delicacy." ”

"It's a good inch, every inch of bones and blood."

A cold and leisurely voice swept through the ears like a cold wind, and the two of them turned back suddenly, only to see an ethereal white shadow stained with blood gently hanging on the branches of the tree and drifting in the wind, and the person who spoke was none other than Qian Song.

(To be continued.) )