Thirtieth this month?

Today is exactly April 30th!

Song Huaijin was like being struck by lightning for a moment, and felt that there was some ironic comedy effect.

Co-authored the heart-digging thief to pick the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion and kill one person a day?

However, when she saw the little maid lying in the main hall, her frightened expression had stiffened on her face, and her chest had really been opened with a big gap, the little joy she had just now was gone.

While people are alive, dig through people's hearts... How can this be done with indifference and ruthlessness?

The stench and the smell of blood continue to penetrate the nose, and the pervasive horror is woven into the nose.

Several little girls around have vomited and collapsed to the ground, and several of them also hugged and cried:

"Little Peach is dead again, every time a woman of our age dies, how is this good?"

"Maybe next time it will be our turn."

"Is this heart-digging thief crazy? Why do you pick on the people of our Prime Minister's Mansion? ”

Pick the Prime Minister's Mansion? The more Song Huaijin listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and leaned into Song Xun's ear and whispered, "Who have you offended recently?" ”

"Little bunny, why don't you want to think about who you have offended?" Song Xun brushed her away unhappily.

Song Huaijin laughed twice in agreement, and then lowered his head to inspect the body of the dead maid Xiao Taohong.

The knife on the chest is extremely neat, and all the hard bones are completely avoided except for the soft heart.

It seems that this heart-digging thief is also very aware of the structure of human bones, and is about a doctor.

After careful inspection, Song Huaijin suddenly found that there seemed to be a red rope hanging from the heart where the blood of the black hole had dried up?

Song Huaijin stretched out his hand to take it down, and there was a heart-shaped wooden plaque attached to the rope, the wooden plaque had already been stained crimson with blood, but the handwriting on it was extremely clear:

On the 1,985th day, I miss you so much.

Song Huaijin's body shook, and her heart "clicked" fiercely, almost smashing her legs and falling directly to the ground, this is the handwriting engraved on the seal, but it still retains a trace of the original owner's writing.

This is Song Huaiyu's note!

Obviously, it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it was clear that countless days and nights had passed, but Song Huaijin's thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the dark catastrophe in the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion.

She Huo Ran got up and looked at Song Xun in fright, and her voice trembled a little: "Do the other deceased have wooden cards on them?" This kind of wooden card? ”

"Yes." Song Xun stretched out his hand and motioned to the old housekeeper to bring up the other wooden cards, Song Huaijin flipped through it frantically a few times, and the dates were clearly arranged:

For the 1,950th day, I miss you so much.

For the 1973rd day, I miss you so much.

Until the thousand-ninety-eighty-fifth day, which is today, it was neatly arranged, and not a day fell.

"Have you compared the handwriting? Lu Jin... Has the emperor checked it? Has something similar happened elsewhere? ”

Song Huaijin held the pile of wooden cards and trembled uncontrollably, if it was really Song Huaiyu who was condemning her departure, then all these women who died in different days died because of her.

How can she bear this responsibility?

"I've checked, it's not an official in the capital." The old butler hunched his waist and responded: "But similar things have happened in other places, Anling has been dying all these years, and there is no one who has died with this kind of brand, but their time is relatively early, it is the first few hundred days."

In addition to Anling, there have also been small-scale deaths in other places, and there are also such brands. ”

"What's more, what's even more surprising is that these signs can be connected together from the first day to more than 1,900 days?" Song Huaijin's eyes turned uncontrollably red, and he couldn't say whether it was guilt or fear.

In the five years she has been away, every day a woman has died for her!

Song Huaiyu is really crazy... Lose your marbles!

"What about Imperial Doctor Zhou? Has no one compared his handwriting? Song Huaijin roared, not even realizing that the tone of her voice had changed.

"Imperial Doctor Zhou?" The old housekeeper scratched his head and tried to gather the few pieces of information about Imperial Doctor Zhou in his mind:

"No, Imperial Physician Zhou has been using small block letters all these years, and the handwriting engraved on it is a small seal, and he has been excluded when the emperor thoroughly inspected the Imperial Hospital and other officials who know medical skills."

Excluded!

Why exclude a murderer in the first place!

Well, what if you don't rule it out?

Song Huaijin sighed deeply, and thought out of his strength: Song Huaiyu has those man-eating Gu worms in his hands who only obey his orders, and Lu Jinao, the puppet emperor, is not controlled by him, how dare he say that he is a murderer?

"I see." Song Huaijin finally gave up all struggles and walked towards Song Xun in a trance: "I'll go see him." ”

Song Xun looked stunned, and a trace of worry finally appeared on his face, which had always been light and breezy, and said softly:

"His temperament has changed dramatically over the years, and he's even more ... The people in my house are still dead for the time being, so you can hide for a while. ”

"But I can't let anyone else die for me!" Song Huaijin interrupted him, got up and said, "Prepare a carriage for me, I'll go see him." ”

When she went out, Song Huaijin's heart was always hanging, and she didn't need a cloak in the warm spring season, but she still wore one out, hoping that this thing could give her a sense of security.

She is not afraid of things, even when Lu Jinchen was sick and bit and drew a sword, she did not have the slightest fear, and even very much, but she was only afraid of seeing Song Huaiyu.

Sometimes when she is free, she can't help but compare these two people, think a lot, and figure out a little bit of her own truth.

In any case, Lu Jinchen is kind, but Song Huaiyu can kill a person a day without mercy.

When he arrived at the Tai Hospital, the lights in the main room had not been extinguished, Song Huaijin puffed up, and still pushed open the hidden door.

The candlelight in the room was a little dim, and the young man reading under the lamp was a little empty, five years, Song Huaiyu's height had grown, and he was not as weak as when he was young.

Those big watery eyes are still cute and piercing people's hearts, but if anyone can see through the darkness behind those eyes, they will probably stay away.

Before Song Huaijin could speak, he saw Song Huaiyu suddenly raise his head, his eyes stopped on her for a moment, and joy came like a storm, he got up and looked at Song Huaijin excitedly:

"Sister, you're here! I knew you wouldn't fail to see me. ”

Song Huaijin immediately dodged, dodged his embrace, and reached out and threw the string of blood-stained wooden cards directly on the ground, making a few "crackling" crisp sounds, which were particularly exciting in the silent night.

"Why didn't you tell me not to come? Even if I'm dead, I need you to commemorate me in this way?! Song Huaijin's voice was suppressed, with anger that was difficult to hide.

"If you're really dead, I'll kill Lu Jinao's waste, and then go find you." Song Huaiyu closed the door, gently turned around and picked up the small wooden sign on the ground:

"However, five years ago, I followed Lu Jinchen all the way to investigate, and I found that Anling didn't have your body at all, and I don't think you are dead.

Also, how could the chosen one, who was personally tested by the wizard back then, the person who was destined to take Tianche to the stage of history again, die?

However, I'm afraid that if you don't come to see me, if I don't kill people and don't make you feel guilty, you won't take the initiative to see me for the rest of your life! ”

In the end, Song Huaiyu's voice choked up, with enough forbearance and grievances, how pitiful it is.

Song Huaijin rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Song Huaiyu! What the hell do you want?! ”

"What do I think? Didn't you always know? I don't want you to leave me, I think you only have me in your heart, only me!! ”

Song Huaiyu roared out violently, this one seemed to have dried up all his strength and finished his long-cherished wish for many years.

"You know it's impossible!" Song Huaijin paused word by word, only felt that it was a mistake to come to him today, turned around and opened the door, and before he could take a step, he heard Song Huaiyu's voice come coldly from behind.

"If you leave, I will continue to kill people until the day you change your mind."

Song Huaijin's steps paused, the hand holding the doorknob gradually tightened, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Even if you kill you, what does it have to do with me?" ”

"Wait, you just came back, don't you want to know where Zhao Yiheng is?" Song Huaiyu's sudden words finally made Song Huaijin retract his steps.

She turned around and grabbed Song Huaiyu's collar: "If you dare to touch him, I will definitely kill you!" ”