When Yan Xun arrived at Hangzhou Mansion, he was first annoyed by the officials who flocked to him for a whole day, and then he flipped through the tired case files, only ate one meal, and slept for two hours.

Early the next morning, he took his subordinates to Sun's house and the inn where the accident occurred, and investigated back and forth.

After checking, Yan Xun didn't care about eating, and kept looking at the body.

The case was not closed, and all the people who died in the tragedy were not buried, but were packed in thin coffins and stopped in the work room.

It's been half a year, and the bones are all rotten.

The smell of the work room was so bad that all the people in the neighborhood moved away, and I felt that it was too heavy and I didn't want to get into trouble.

Yan Xun stared at the disgusting, checked them one by one, and it was night.

As soon as he returned to the annex and was about to take a sip of tea, he just picked up the teacup when he saw that the head of the guard looked different, and hurried up to him.

"What?" Yan Xun stirred the floating leaves and hurriedly took two sips.

"General, a woman is here today." The chief of the guard seemed to be speechless.

He is Yan Xun's subordinate, and he has followed him for many years, even if Yan Xun is a marquis, he still calls him a general.

Yan Xun's heart shook slightly, and he couldn't help but think of Lu Wuniang.

The woman came to see him, who else was there besides Lu Wuniang?

When he came to Jiangnan, he thought about this possibility.

He and Lu Wuniang have been married, and she now has a personal relationship with Chen Rongfeng, and rumors spread regardless of filial piety, and her reputation is extremely bad.

Yan Xun couldn't say what he felt, as long as he thought of it, he pricked his heart and tightened his hair.

He had seen Chen Rongfeng before leaving Beijing, and he was riding a horse. Chen Rongfeng greeted him, and he walked away with a proud expression, ignoring it.

"What woman?" Yan Xun calmly put down the teacup, his eyes were as bright as the clear light of a blade, and looked at the chief of the guard, "What are you doing?" ”

"It's a woman with a lot of white hair." The chief of the guard.

Yan Xun frowned slightly.

Full of gray hair, still a woman?

Isn't that an old lady?

From a distance, she has white hair, a snow-white face, and pale lips. Swarthy eyes. Like a ghost; But she came at noon, and her yang energy was in full swing, so she shouldn't be a ghost. Looking closer, the complexion is fine. Seventeen or eighteen years old. Beautiful"

"What the hell are you going to say!" Yan Xun knocked on the table. The majesty of speech.

He was not interested in white-haired women.

There are many people in this world who look different from ordinary people, and they don't necessarily have any ability.

The captain of the guard is so unspeakable, there must be a major event in the back.

A group of soldiers. What white-haired woman are you afraid of?

"She said that if you don't have a good night, let the general go to the inn to find her, her surname is Lu." The chief of the guard.

The head of the guard didn't want to lay down so much, but according to the description of the guards guarding the door, Miss Lu looked really scary.

Just in case, if she stays, the captain of the guard will not dare to be disrespectful.

The general never believed in evil, and recklessly replied with such a sentence, and the chief of the guard was afraid of being scolded; If you don't go back, once something happens, the chief of the guard can't afford it.

For this reason, he talked about Miss Lu for a long time, hoping for the weight of this matter at home.

"Miss Lu?" Yan Xun's thick eyebrows frowned deeper.

His only impression of Lu Luo was that he went to the northwest two years ago, and she braved the snow to see him off.

On that day, she was dressed in blue clothes and rode a high horse, and the cold wind blew her clothes, and she was heroic.

The long wind of hunting wind blew her cheeks red, and her black hair was red, quite graceful.

The white-haired woman is definitely not Lu Luo.

Who would that be?

"What inn?" Yan Xun asked.

"Yuefu Inn." The chief of the guard.

Lu Luo didn't leave the inn, but she left important words.

Yan Xun's cronies all know Yan Xun's temper. Since you think this is important, you must inquire about the whereabouts of the other party.

If you don't know what to ask, you have to eat a military stick.

"Is there an accident in the annex?" Yan Xun asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a cry.

The crying seemed to be inside the house, and it seemed to be outside the courtyard, which alarmed everyone in the annex.

Yan Xun also brought several civil officials with him, who helped Yan Xun investigate the Hangzhou tragedy.

"General Yan, where did the crying come from?" Several civil officials were timid, and they all came out of their respective rooms and crowded around Yan Xun.

The thick boss's soldier is yang.

"Check it out!" The sharpness in Yan Xun's eyes suddenly appeared, and he snorted in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The guards responded in abrupt accord.

They checked for an hour, and the crying was sometimes far and near, sometimes crying bitterly, sometimes crying and laughing, and it was terrifying to hear it late at night.

"General, no, I didn't see anyone, the voice seemed to come from heaven." The chief of the guard replied.

His conclusion made everyone change color in an instant.

"Marquis Zhongwu, this is the will of heaven." A civil official who asked four questions trembled with fright, "You went to turn over the coffin today, and the unjust soul complained to you!" ”

Not to mention that the civil officials were so frightened that they couldn't speak, even those guards were all turning tendons in their legs and stomachs.

Yan Xun didn't speak, he listened quietly to the cry, the ups and downs, it was definitely not from outside, but as if it was in his courtyard.

"It's really evil, this annex is haunted." The civil servants were still talking, and their voices trembled.

"The resentment in Hangzhou City is too heavy, and the bones of more than 100 people are not cold."

"How did you find us?"

They saw the hell for the first time.

Ghosts have always been legends, and these adults have never seen them. Now that it's true, they can't hold it anymore, and one of them has a little wet pants and can't help peeing.

The civil servants are talking a lot.

The guards also nervously held the long knives in their hands, and all of them looked solemn.

Yan Xun didn't speak, he stood with his hands in his hands, and Qionghua under the eaves was reflected in his eyes.

He remembered in his ears that the captain of the guard repeated Miss Lu's words: "If you don't have a good life tonight"

It seems that he is going to go out.

"If you're afraid, sit here all night!" Yan Xun waved his hand and took his horsewhip in the hands of his entourage.

The horsewhip soaked in tung oil glowed with a cold and bloodthirsty light against the moonlight.

The guards had already understood the commander's thoughts and led the horses over.

Yan Xun turned over and got on the horse, went all the way out of the second gate, out of the gate, and went straight to the Yuefu Inn.

Handed over the horse to the guy who ran the hall, he asked the shopkeeper directly: "Which room does Miss Lu live in?" ”

The shopkeeper saw that this man was tall and straight, with open shoulders and an extraordinary momentum when he stood up, like a soldier.

"You have to wait a while, the villain will go and invite Miss Lu." Shopkeeper said.

There is no reason to let the man go to the female guest room.

So, the shopkeeper went to Lu Luo.

Soon, Lu Luo's maid came down and asked Yan Xun to come to the guest room to talk.

The tung oil horsewhip in Yan Xun's hand was put on the counter of the shopkeeper, and he followed the maid empty-handed and went to the guest room.

The rooms are spacious and bright.

Yan Xun pushed the door into the room and saw a silver-haired woman sitting at the table.

Her silver hair was combed, and it was a very ordinary bun, without any ornamentation, and her neck was slender and white under the high mustaches; A small face with a smooth forehead and delicate facial features.

This is Lu Wuniang, her appearance is no different from two years ago, but her hair is white.

Yan Xun stood in a daze, looking unpredictable.

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