Bai Shuixin helped the old lady sit on the couch, and he turned behind the old lady and gently rubbed his temples for the old lady. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Old, old"

The old lady enjoyed the moderate kneading of Bai Shui's heart, leaning against the edge of the collapse, muttering that the years are urging people to grow old, and her shrewd eyes have become cloudy.

Bai Shuixin felt sorry for the old lady, the Xiangfu had experienced so many things in just a few days, and now the affairs in the backyard of the mansion were handed over to the old lady, and it was difficult for this old bone.

"Where did grandmother say, in Shui Xin's opinion, you are still young, you forgot that the last time we went to the pagoda temple, they also said that we were mother and daughter!"

A gleam flashed in her eyes, because she was behind the old lady, so she couldn't see it.

"Hehe, if you don't say it, I forgot, it's like this."

As if remembering this, a chrysanthemum bloomed on the old lady's wrinkled face.

was happy for only three seconds, and I saw that the old lady's eyes were shining, and her face changed color.

"Speaking of Pagoda Mountain, the ghost knife came abruptly, who did you tie up with?"

Bai Shuixin stopped the movement in his hand, and walked around in front of the old lady unhurriedly, and twisted his slender hand on his thigh.

"Grandmother, you know, Shuixin has always been out of the door, where is the opportunity to form a beam."

After that, he wiped his tears and looked depressed.

Oh my god, this one is so hard that the tears in my eyes are real.

The old lady carefully observed Bai Shuixin's expression, and after finding that there was nothing unusual, she waved her hand and let her go.

Bai Shuixin returned to Ningxin Courtyard and summoned Tian Xiang to discuss the matter of visiting the mourning hall at night.

"Miss, do you suspect that there is something strange about Tian's death?"

Tian Xiang still has an ice cube face that has not changed for thousands of years, but her tone is a little surprised.

"Yes, I smell blood on Tian's body, and I never feel wrong."

"Yes, I'll go get ready."

This is Tian Xiang, who never disobeys Bai Shuixin's orders, intuitively believes in Bai Shuixin, and follows him in everything, more like a disciple of Ethereal Peak, Bai Shuixin thought so in his heart.

"Be careful, it's good to let your husband go for such an exciting thing, don't go to you girl."

It was still the black shadow, doting words, and he went through the window.

"Uncle, I don't want to hide in your wings, you, understand?"

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, yes, how could his heart be like an ordinary woman willing to weave and embroider in one side of the world. Stretching out his broad palm, the tiger touched the white water heart that was short of him.

"Okay, I'll go with you that night, okay?"

The man's careful and flattering words finally made Bai Shuixin unable to refuse, and nodded in agreement.

Mingyue bent the corner of her eyes and said again.

"The matter of the ghost knife was instructed by Bai Shuirou, but it seems that there is a mysterious hand to promote this matter, otherwise how could she, a boudoir woman, catch up with the people in the rivers and lakes."

"Uncle has a suspicion in his heart?"

Bai Shuixin frowned and asked tentatively.

The slender fingers pressed to the smooth forehead, opening the folds little by little, and the movement was natural like the interaction of an old husband and wife.

"Uncle Ben doesn't want to see you frowning, my heart is smiling, three points expressive, seven points delicate."

Bai Shuixin's old face turned red, this Mingyue was teasing herself again, the two laughed for a while, until Red Sleeves came in, and they had dinner together, just waiting for night to fall.

Looking at the red glow on Bai Shuixin's face, Mingyue thought in her heart, do you know, I'll deal with these troublesome things, you had a very bad life in your previous life, let me protect you for a lifetime in this life, and when the time is ripe, we will retire to the countryside and leisurely go down the south mountain.

It was night, and three figures crossed like shooting stars.

The white silk hanging on both sides flutters and sways in the wind, and in the center of the mourning hall is a sandalwood coffin commonly used by officials, which is painted with large gold characters and a "lay". On the case, a spirit card is set up in the center of "Tian's wife, Tian Wanwan", and at the same time, there are offerings on the table, mostly dishes, and the white candles on both sides are hot, flickering and dimming, bringing a strange atmosphere to the entire mourning hall.

The three of them arrived at the mourning hall and looked around, looking at each other.

Tian's Spiritual Hall, there was not even a guardian, and the incense was prepared in vain. Forget about others, Tian's notoriously mistreated people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and no one was on duty for her after her death, but Bai Shuirou, as the only daughter, turned out to be missing, which made people have to suspect the strangeness of Tian's death.

Without saying a word, the three exchanged glances, Red Sleeves let out the wind at the door, and Bai Shuixin and Mingyue went in to investigate.

The coffin has not yet been sealed, and the coffin will be sealed with finger-length nails three days later. The Tian family inside is a white undershirt that has just been changed, except for the gray face, the others are no different from ordinary people, but the lips are a little purple, which is also a common appearance of dead people. But it is this common appearance that makes people suspicious, and anyone with a little common sense knows that the eyes of a hanged person are terrible when they die, their eyes are round, their tongue is forced to stick out because of the squeezing of their throat, and their calves are tense when they struggle.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, they both discovered this, Mingyue had to look at Bai Shuixin again, it was not easy for Miss Boudoir to dare to visit the mourning hall at night, and she was as careful as a hair, she was not afraid and could find out the problems in it, she really picked up a treasure.

Mingyue's fingers were just about to touch the corpse in the coffin, but they were blocked back by Bai Shuixin. He was handed an unidentified object made of blue cloth, a large round piece of cloth with five branches, each sewn together with embroidery thread, leaving only a round mouth the thickness of an arm. Smart as Mingyue immediately understood what Bai Shuixin meant, and learned from Bai Shuixin to put a simple glove on his hand, and the tentacles inside were silky and slippery, and I don't know what it was.

Breaking Tian's closed eyelids, the pupils inside were open, as if he was in disbelief, and took out a silver needle and inserted it into his throat, and when he pulled it out, the clean needle was still shining silver.

Just when Bai Shuixin didn't know how to investigate, Mingyue took the silver needle in her hand and inserted it into Tian's abdomen, and sure enough, the needle turned black, Bai Shuixin cast an appreciative look at Mingyue, and before the two could communicate with each other, the red sleeves at the door made a cricket cry, which was a code they set, indicating that someone was coming, put away the silver needle, and the three of them left together.

"Well, why are there still crickets?"

A patrolling servant carried a lantern and whispered to his companion on the side.

"I don't know, it's said that the weather is getting cold now, and the crickets are gone."

The little guy who was asked and asked looked confused, looking around and answering.

"Ah, there's a ghost~"

The little guy who had just asked screamed, dropped the lantern and spread his legs and ran away, and the rest of the little guy was still confused, and after seeing the black shadow between the forks of the tree, he also stumbled away with the previous little guy.