After a day and a night of hard work, the vines that were enough to reach the bottom of the cliff were finally weaved, and Du Jia was going to go down to find Xiao'er in person, but Ziyuan refused.

Xiao'er was killed by Junda, Junda was Du Jia's person, and Du Jia also released him, so it is understandable for Du Jia to be blamed by Ziyuan.

"Xiao'er will definitely not die, please bring her up." Before leaving, Du Jia grabbed Ziyuan's arm, which was an exhortation and an expectation.

Ziyuan didn't speak, just nodded heavily, turned around and climbed the vine with Ziting, and slowly slid down the cliff.

"Du Jia, go back and rest!" Rao Xue took off the cloak on her body and put it on Du Jia, "You've been busy all night!" ”

"No, I want to see Xiao'er come up alive with my own eyes." Du Jia stood on the edge of the cliff, his face a little pale.

"Se'er, I'll wait with you!" Ah Ting walked up to Du Jia, and while she was defenseless, he quickly took out a silver needle and inserted it into her sleeping hole.

"She's so tired, let her get some sleep!" Du Jia fell softly into Ah Ting's arms, Ah Ting picked her up, turned around and walked down the mountain.

By the time Du Jia woke up, it was already afternoon, and the hangover had made her have a splitting headache and a brief dullness of her mind.

After remembering what happened last night, Du Jia jumped out of bed, dragged her shoes and ran out. Hearing that Xiao Yun and the others were in the garden house, Du Jia rushed there without stopping.

Before I arrived at the guest hall, I saw from a distance that the happy hall with yesterday's lights had become a mourning hall with white cloth flying. The big word "Dien" on the white lantern stabbed Du Jia's eyes with pain, and liquid began to rush frantically to the eye sockets.

"Nope! No way! Xiao'er won't die! Du Jia quickened his pace, and his eyes only looked at the pitch-black coffin placed in the center of the guest hall.

"Du Jia!" Zixue grabbed Du Jia's arm, "Xiao'er is dead, don't be too sad." ”

"No, it won't! Xiao'er won't die! Du Jia pushed Zi Xue away, "Ye must see with his own eyes, she can't die!" She has just gotten married, and she is reluctant to die! ”

Seeing that Du Jia was about to lift the lid of the coffin, Rao Xue hurriedly reached out and tightly strangled Du Jia's waist: "Du Jia, don't look at it!" Xiao'er she ...... She fell on a boulder at the bottom of the cliff and her face was ......"

"Let go!" Du Jia's voice suddenly turned cold, Rao Xue paused, and slowly let go of her hand.

Du Jia's palm touched the cold coffin, trembled a little, hesitated for a moment and pushed the coffin lid open.

There was a female corpse lying in the wooden coffin, wearing the wedding dress that Du Jia had put on for Xiao'er with her own hands, but at this time it had been scraped with holes, and many places were stained dark red by bloodstains.

The woman's entire face had collapsed, her frontal bone was shattered, and she couldn't see what it had been, and her face was covered with black and red blood and white brains, and she couldn't even be cleaned.

One eyeball was missing, presumably hanging from a branch during the fall, leaving only a horrific blood socket.

Seeing such a miserable situation, Du Jia endured tears for a long time: "Xiao'er, I hurt you!" I hurt you......"

"Se'er, don't be too sad, it's not your ......" Xiao Yun came over and gently hugged Du Jia in his arms, and suddenly found that something was wrong, "Wait!" ”

Xiao Yun let go of Du Jia, lowered his head and leaned into the coffin, took a few deep breaths, carefully identified it for a while, raised his head and said, "She's not Xiao'er!" Xiao'er smelled of gardenias, and although she was covered in the smell of blood, it was faintly mixed with the smell of hibiscus. She's definitely not Xiao'er! ”

Xiao Yun has always had an unknown special function - smell and recognize people! Her nose is special and can smell everyone's unique body odor, so as long as it is someone she is familiar with, no matter how easy it is, she can easily recognize it.

As soon as Du Jia heard Xiao Yun's words, hope was ignited in her heart again, that is, Xiao'er was not dead yet, and it was probably just hidden! She hurriedly wiped her tears: "Mother, are you sure?" ”

Ziyuan was skeptical, after all, the figure of the female corpse was no different from Xiao'er, and there was an agate bead chain that he had personally selected around her neck. And Ziyuan saw with his own eyes that it was indeed Xiao'er that Junda was holding hostage.

Xiao Yun nodded firmly, and Du Jia suddenly reached out and tore open the female corpse's pants, pulling up her scarred thighs and looking at them seriously.

Seeing Du Jia's thin female corpse, Ziyuan was a little angry: "Du Jia, what are you doing?" "Even if she is not Xiao'er, but she is dead, how can Du Jia treat her like this?

Du Jia ignored Ziyuan, observed for a while, and suddenly laughed: "She is indeed not Xiao'er!" She's a fake! Hahaha...... Xiao'er isn't dead yet! Xiao'er isn't dead yet! ”

"Why is Se'er so sure?" Ah Ting stepped forward curiously, but didn't find anything special on the female corpse's leg.

Du Jia pointed to the root of the female corpse's right leg: "Ye clearly remembers that there is a fingertip-sized cinnabar mole on Xiao'er's right leg, but she doesn't have it, so she is not Xiao'er!" ”

"Really?" Ziyuan walked quickly to the coffin, followed the direction of Du Jia's finger, and really didn't find a cinnabar mole, "That's really good!" Xiao'er is alive! ”

"Du Jia, how did you know that Lu Dao Xiao'er has a cinnabar mole there?" Ah Ting's question almost made the carried away Du Jia choke to death with his own saliva.

You can't say that you saw it when you were with Xiao'er XXOO, right? That Ziyuan didn't bury the master alive in the coffin on the spot!

Seeing that Du Jia's face was full of embarrassment, Xiao Yun came out to relieve the siege: "Why does Junda want to make a fake Xiao'er to deceive everyone?" ”

"This ......" Du Jia thought about it quietly, and then realized that the whole thing was full of strangeness: Junda's Buddha beads, Du Jia had already strung them with silk threads, why did he leave two alone in the dark room and Xiao'er's happy room?

If the letter paper in Junda's room is intentionally burned, will it really be so easily destroyed by the tea? Even if you are in a hurry to leave, don't you go back and check it out when you hear such a loud noise?

When chasing Junda, the front and back are also abnormal. Obviously he has escaped without a trace, why does he have to go back the same way? When I saw him, I was also surprised, and asked what kind of place this was.

"Suffered!" Du Jiasa ran away, this tenacious man, said that he was going to jump off the cliff to show his innocence, he wouldn't really jump, right?

Du Jia's heart has never been so frightened, if Junda is really dead, then she will be to blame!

Why are you so stupid? I can't even see this kind of simple murder and blame, I wronged Junda, and I hurt him severely, if he has three games and two breaks, what face does the master have to explain to Mo Xue?

Du Jia hurriedly ran to the place where he saw Junda at the back, and the blood stains on the ground made Du Jia extremely annoyed. Last night, he was so heavy, and he didn't leave any emotion, Junda had already lost half of his internal strength to save himself, how could he withstand such a heavy blow?

"Junda...... Junda ...... I was wrong! Where are you? I have wronged you! You're out! Junda ......" The entire Wuliang Mountain resounded with Du Jia's shout.

Unfortunately, all she could do was respond to the sound of the wind blowing through the woods, and the frightened flapping of the birds.