At the fourth watch, the sky was still dark.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!" The husband was walking through the streets and alleys with a gong, but he saw a fire burning not far away.

Hurriedly ran over, only the growing fire in sight, the whole fire only heard the 'crackling' sound of the fire burning, and did not even hear the cries for help of half of the people.

The husband was so anxious that he shouted: "Someone, it's out of the water!" ”

Turning around, a huge plaque engraved with the word 'Zhangfu' fell. It is said that the owner of the Zhang family likes to be quiet and can't stand the noise of the neighborhood, so he chose a sparsely populated place to build a house. It's good now, once the fire starts, but you can't even find a firefighter!

The husband wants to rush in to save people, but what kind of climate can he do alone? I had no choice but to throw the gong and run towards the crowded place, constantly shouting: "Zhangfu is out of the water!" Come on! ”

At this time, in the Shenyan Pavilion, Zhang Ziyan, who was awakened by the smoke, was at a loss for what to do.

"Purple smoke! Younger sister! A panicked voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Zhang Ziyan was familiar with this voice, and even couldn't help but weaken his legs when he heard it.

"How are you?" Seeing that there was no response, Zhang Qiuli became more and more flustered, and kicked the door open, but saw Zhang Ziyan stunned like a piece of wood.

Zhang Qiuli hurriedly rushed over and grabbed her hand and dragged her out desperately, "Hurry up, hurry up!" If you don't go out, it's too late! ”

"Sister?" Zhang Ziyan was puzzled, didn't her sister look down on her the most on weekdays? Why are you desperately trying to save her now?

"Why are you still stunned? Run! ”

The two sisters rushed out of the Shenyan Pavilion with rolling and crawling, and the fire behind them reflected in the sky.

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Early in the morning, Muhe Town became lively. The people in the streets and alleys were bustling and noisy, first someone found a male corpse at the mouth of the alley at the east end of the town, and then heard that Zhang's mansion walked in the water last night, and the people in the mansion almost died cleanly.

Recently, strange things have been overwhelming, which has caused panic in Muhe Town. A few days ago, a nameless corpse with a miserable death was discovered, followed by the Zhang family, I don't know if there will be anyone else......

"Let's go! Let's get it! Pushing away the bustling crowd, Zhao Mingsong saw only the broken walls and ruins of Zhang's mansion.

"What the hell is going on?" At this moment, his gloomy face revealed his state of mind as bleak as frost, and made people feel fearful when they saw it.

"It is said that it was the slave maid of Zhang's Mansion who accidentally knocked over the candlestick last night, which made Zhang's Mansion go away." As a neighbor of the Zhang family, the owner of the Xu family replied with a cower.

It's said to be a neighbor, but in fact, they just live a little closer. Zhang Jingde is away all the year round, and the Xu family, as a woman in the house, is not suitable to show his face, so although their family and the Zhang family are neighbors, they do not have much overlap. This time, the Zhang family went to the water, and their family did not find and put out the fire in the first place, more or less because the distance between the two families was a little far.

Zhao Mingsong stared at him and narrowed his eyes, "Really?" ”

"There is no half-talk!"

Seeing that the master of the Xu family had a stern expression and a firm gaze, Zhao Mingsong had already believed him in his heart. Before, he was still cowering in front of him and didn't dare to speak, but now he has such an expression, which shows that the matter of Zhangfu walking in the water has little to do with him.

"Someone, protect the scene, give me a careful search! Don't miss a single clue! After Zhao Mingsong finished speaking, he hurriedly got on his horse and hurried to the east of Muhe Town, where the male corpse was still waiting for him to check.

It is said that the deceased was the Zhang family who advocated respect. Zhang Jingde and Zhao Mingsong are not unfamiliar, but although the two are old acquaintances, they have to deliberately keep their distance in front of others. Yesterday was only a few hours away, but I didn't expect that meeting again would be life and death, forever apart.

Zhao Mingsong lifted the white cloth covering the deceased, and his eyes were unconsciously moist. Zhang Jingde died peacefully, there was even a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and there were no extra wounds on his body. However, he opened his placket and saw a dark palm print on Zhang Jingde's chest!

Frustrate the muscles and break the bones. This is a martial art that has been lost for many years, and it is rumored that only the people of the Fengcheng Ning family can use it. It's just that the Ning family was wiped out overnight, and this martial art disappeared from the world. Now, is Zhang Jingde's death related to the Ning family?

"Father!" A figure in tattered clothes suddenly rushed over. When I saw my face clearly, I found that this person turned out to be Zhang Ziyan, the second lady of Zhangfu. She was already in tears at this moment, but she bit her lips and tried her best not to cry.

Seeing this scene, even the hardest-hearted people are not moved.

Obviously, yesterday, she was still the second lady of the Zhang family, but today she ended up with her father dead and her family ruined. How should a weak little woman like her face this qiē?

"Ziyan, why are you here!" Zhang Qiuli didn't want to get close to this crowded crowd, but she caught a glimpse of Zhang Ziyan and collapsed here. She pushed away the people who were blocking in front of her, and struggled to pull Zhang Ziyan up from the ground.

"I heard my sister say that you are still very weak, hurry up and follow me to the inn to rest."

It was only when she got closer that she could see the corpse on the ground. This look, it seems that the sky is falling apart, and ten thousand arrows pierce the heart.

Father is dead? Obviously, he was still talking to the two sisters yesterday, why did he die here in a blink of an eye!

"No!" After a terrible scream, the heartbroken Zhang Ziyan closed his eyes and fainted to the ground.

Zhang Qiuli was so frightened by this sudden situation that her face was bloodless, but she still supported her body and wanted to help Zhang Ziyan up. But despite her efforts, not only did she not help Zhang Ziyan up, but she also fell to the ground. She couldn't help shouting in her heart: "I must not fall, I have to take care of Ziyan!" But she herself is just a little girl, and her father is dead, so why doesn't she have heartache? just escaped from a fire, and she was physically and mentally exhausted, where did she have the spare energy to take care of others.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingsong ordered someone to take Zhang Qiuli and Zhang Ziyan back to Zhao's house, and he took Zhang Jingde's body to the yamen.

Not far away, a man in a dark shirt silently hooked the corners of his mouth. He was heroic and heroic, but the smile on his face was chilling. The most amazing thing is that his hair is as white as snow, which is unforgettable.

There was a sound of footsteps from far and near, and then the panicked voice of the maid Cui'er sounded outside the Nianqiao Garden, "Miss Lin! Miss Lin! ”

"What's wrong?" Lin Qing pushed open the door, but saw Cui'er followed by Zhang Qiuli, and her face suddenly became a little difficult to look at. Without waiting for her to ask, Zhang Qiuli knelt straight down towards her.

Lin Qing was confused by her actions, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Please, save my sister." Zhang Qiuli has messy black hair and ragged clothes at the moment, where is there still a little bit of a rich lady.

"You mean to beg me to save Ziyan?" Lin Qinghu glanced at her suspiciously, with Zhang Qiuli's attitude towards Ziyan, would she beg herself because she was worried about Ziyan's safety?

Zhang Qiuli was obviously not used to begging in such a low voice, and her face was already pale, "Yes, Ziyan has always been close to you, so I have to come to beg you." ”

When she was in Zhang's Mansion, she knew that Lin Qing was not an ordinary little maid, and she kept Lin Qing just to better protect Ziyan from Xu Huiping's poisonous hands. Now that Xu Huiping is dead, she doesn't need to hide anymore, and she can finally care about Ziyan openly.

But Lin Qing obviously didn't believe her. He only said loudly: "Where is Ziyan now?" Take me to her! ”

Zhang Qiuli couldn't wait to take Lin Qing's hand and run. When she learned that Zhao Mingsong was going to send Ziyan to the Zhao family instead of the medical hall, she was very puzzled, but after knowing that Lin Qing was in the Zhao family, she suddenly knew why.

Men and women have always been intimate, not to mention that Zhang Ziyan is not like ordinary people, but a young lady in the boudoir, how can she condescend to go to those roadside hospitals! Lin Qing knows medical skills, not many people know about this matter, and Zhang Qiuli only knew about it by chance when she saw Lin Qing treating Zhang Ziyan's injuries after being beaten.

When I entered the guest room, I could see Zhang Ziyan lying on the bed with only her pale cheeks exposed. Although she did not wake up, her brows and eyes were furrowed, and her expression was very painful.

Lin Qing quickly walked to the bedside to check her pulse, and after knowing that Zhang Ziyan was in a coma due to excessive grief, she couldn't help but lock her eyes on Zhang Qiuli.

"What kind of cruel method did you use to humiliate Ziyan?"

Zhang Qiuli just lowered her head, "I ......"

At this time, Cui'er, who was standing on the side, hurriedly came to Lin Qing and told him about Zhang Fu walking and Zhang Jingde being killed, and Lin Qing's face became more and more solemn.

Zhang Ziyan lost her mother since she was a child, and she couldn't allow Huiping and Zhang Qiuli to be happy, so she had to pin all her emotions on her father Zhang Jingde. Now that her family is ruined, she will be fatherless, motherless, and homeless from now on, how can she bear it!

"Ziyan, you still have me." Lin Qing picked up Zhang Ziyan's hands and put them on his chest, trying to pass on some strength to her.

Zhang Qiuli, who was standing aside and ignored her, silently retreated.