The cool breeze blew the lanterns under the eaves and shook gently, the raindrops soaked up the stone steps, and the candles shimmered.

Fu Zhuang's black hole eyes looked straight ahead, but his eyes were erratic, as if looking at something else through the fence and wall in front of him, and his voice was a little erratic: "The grass and trees in the green house are barren, only the wild needles grow luxuriantly, and one of them is a large bush that grows half a person high, at that time I happened to hear that Jia'er angered the slut because of the ghost needle, and was severely punished, I suddenly blessed my heart, and I wanted to dig up this grass to take a look." ”

Speaking of which, Mrs. Hou's attitude towards Fu Jia back then was indeed very abnormal, and Fu Zhuang had enough information to be able to smell something strange from the "ghost needle" incident.

"I picked a dark and windy night for a month, took a hoe into the Tsuicui Zhai, and dug up the ghost needles to see." His voice was flat, almost undulating, "Maybe it was my biological mother's blessing in the dark, although the ghost needle was extremely dense and the roots were buried very deep, but fortunately it rained for a while, and the ground was soft, but it really made me dig a big hole, where ...... Sure enough, there was a thin coffin buried, the coffin was rotten badly, the plate had fallen off, and the roots of the ghost needles stretched straight into the coffin, growing together with the dry bones in the coffin, and when they were dug out, I couldn't tell where the grass roots were and where the dry bones were. ”

A chill arose in Fu Jun's heart, and then turned to sadness.

first found out that he was not the son of Pingnan Hou, but Mrs. Hou was born in the womb, and he didn't even know who his parents were; Later, it was found that his biological mother had already died, and the bones were buried in the Hou Mansion, which was only a few courtyards away from him.

The biggest secret of the entire Pingnan Hou Mansion, as well as the mystery of his own life experience, has always been buried under his nose, when the truth is discovered. He must have been shocked and terrified.

"The county lord must not know what I found in that coffin." Fu Zhuang looked at the front steadily, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see a trace of expression: "I found that there were nail scratches on the inside of the coffin's plank, and the scratches were extremely deep, and they have not gone away for so many years." It is evident that this man has exerted great strength. By the time I dug it out, it was still clearly visible. Does the county lord know what this means? As he spoke, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to squeeze out a smile. There was a momentary distortion in his expression.

Fu Jun was stunned, and suddenly felt creepy.

Nail scratches were left on the inside of the coffin, which only indicates one thing:

When Fu Zhuang's biological mother was buried, she was still alive!

A few drops of cold rain blew in from outside the corridor. Fu Jun's heart was blown through by the cool breeze.

Buried alive!

Fu Zhuang's biological mother was buried alive in the coffin! And the reason why the inside of the coffin leaves nail prints. Probably left behind when she was struggling to survive.

Although he was accustomed to seeing sin and darkness in his previous life, Fu Jun also felt cold in his hands and feet at this moment, and even the tea in the cup was cold to the bone.

"At that time, my state of mind, the county lord may have understood?" Fu Zhuang's voice. At last, he was stained with a trace of pathos and desolation, "Right next to the dry bones of my biological mother, I called the man...... I called the slut who killed my mother...... 'Mother' for more than twenty years. And I'm going to call that bitch like that from now on...... I hated it at the time...... I can't tear that slut apart, I can't ...... myself Tear myself to shreds! ”

He gritted his teeth and spat out the words. His lips were pale, his voice trembled, his face distorted, and his body bowed, as if this was the only way to resist the hatred and remorse that struck him.

Fu Jun looked at him, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes, and his beard changed to awe-inspiring again.

I see!

This is the reason why Fu Zhuang wanted to cut off the nails of the female deceased.

At that moment, instead of sympathy, anger welled up in her heart.

"That's why you're going to cut a pregnant woman's nails later." She said, her eyes looked directly at Fu Zhuang, and her voice was cold, "That's why you killed so many people, just because you have hatred in your heart, just because your biological mother died unjustly, you let so many innocent lives be buried for the resentment in your heart?" ”

Fu Zhuang's plight may be sympathetic, but it is not an excuse for his crimes. A crime is a crime, and a serial killer who kills people without a calculation is guilty of unforgivable crimes.

Fu Zhuang was a little stunned when he heard this, the distortion on his face gradually faded, and there was a little puzzlement in his eyes: "These poor families live in the world just hard work, a life of loneliness, and finally they will inevitably be separated. Originally, I could have given them silver gifts and took care of them for the rest of their lives, but the county lord also knew that I would set up a great cause and travel overseas, and I couldn't take these people away, so it was better to give them a break as soon as possible. I didn't lose them either, I sent their whole family on the same road, and when I went underground, I had a husband, a wife, and a child, and it happened that the family was harmonious and beautiful, and I was not alone along the way. Before those women left, I groomed and cut their nails and cleaned them up, and I also did this for their good, what did I have to do with my biological mother? ”

He spoke as if it were an ordinary thing, and his demeanor and tone were extremely natural, as if the people he had killed were not dead, but had gone to some good place.

After looking at him in a daze for a long time, Fu Jun finally turned his eyes away silently.

How could she forget that Fu Zhuang is a standard/trans/social/social/personality disorder sufferer, lacking basic compassion and guilt, and lacking autonomic mental responses related to anxiety. In his opinion, his purpose in killing those people was not really to kill them, but to relieve them of future suffering.

From the perspective of a person with trans/social/social/personality disorder, he did what he thought was right.

Fu Jun suddenly felt breathless.

The door was wide open, and the cool breeze sometimes blew on her cheeks, but she still felt a feeling of suffocation, and her heart seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton.

Fu Zhuang got up and paced to the edge of the iron fence, staring at Fu Jun, as if to see what she was thinking.

"You don't have a good face? How? Isn't it uncomfortable? He asked.

At this moment, his voice was warm and his expression was concerned, as if the elders were caring about the younger ones.

Somehow, Fu Jun got goosebumps all over his body.

Fu Zhuang seemed to be talking, holding on to the fence and looking over, his eyes were dark: "Do you know the county lord's mother, why do I want to establish the Nanshan Society and restore the Nanshan Kingdom?" ”

Fu Jun shook his head when he heard this.

This is indeed something she has not understood all along.

found out that Mrs. Hou was not only not her biological mother, but also the enemy who killed her mother, Fu Zhuang could kill her to take revenge, why did she want to restore the Nanshan Kingdom? Could it be that he wanted to figure out guò's treason and rebellion to take revenge on the entire Pingnan Hou Mansion?

"I guess the county lord doesn't know either." Fu Zhuang was actually a little proud, and his black hole-like eyes flashed, "I'm afraid the county lord doesn't know, my biological mother is from Nanshan." ”

Fu Jun raised his head sharply and looked at him in surprise.

Fu Zhuang hooked the corners of his lips at her, and his pale face was reflected in the candlelight, which was indescribably weird: "Back then, Mrs. Zhou was ordered to replace ...... The slut looks like a suitable woman, according to Mrs. Zhou, as long as the slut is looking for an orphan girl who is helpless and has a clean background, she is not among them. At that time, although the Nanshan Kingdom had been destroyed for many years, many of the people of Nanshan still lived in the Han Dynasty, they were far away from their homeland, the foundation was very shallow, and because of the long-term war and chaos, there were many orphans and orphans, my biological mother was the orphan daughter of the Nanshan Kingdom whose parents and relatives died. (To be continued.) )