Ran Huaxiu arrived at Fangwu Courtyard, and before he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he shivered - this was originally winter, the weather was cold, and the gate of Fangwu Courtyard was very depressed, which seemed gloomy.

Fangwuyuan was originally a relatively remote place in Meifu, and now Luo Shuangfeng's corpse has been stopped, and I didn't think it just now, but now Ran Huaxiu feels that his scalp is numb in the yin wind, and he is a little afraid to enter.

"Quack!" The crow in the tree suddenly broke its throat and screamed.

It even scared Ran Huaxiu, who calmed down, gathered the big puff on his body, and stepped on the snow into the gate of Fangwu Courtyard.

Fangwu Courtyard is also relatively small, there is only a small house in the yard, the door of the house is covered, Ran Huaxiu walked away from the door, but he could vaguely see the candles inside-

Ran Huaxiu walked to the door of the room and reached out to push the door open.

"Quack!" The crow in the tree broke its voice again, and Ranhuaxiu's hands trembled in shock, and Ranhuaxiu raised his head and glared at the stinky crow, thinking about when he would come and dig out the nest of the stinky bird.

Ran Huaxiu wiped the sweat from his palms, and then slowly pushed the door open, and when he opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of charcoal fire, and the burned paper money ash flew around the room with the door opened, and in the middle of the room was a temporary bed made of wooden planks, covered with a white cloth, and there was a figure lying upright inside - obviously, it was Luo Shuangfeng's body.

The ground around the body was full of candles, which were the lights of the deceased, so the inside was brightly lit, not as gloomy as outside, but - no matter how bright the room was, after all, there was a dead man lying there, and it was empty, so that people couldn't help but feel numb in the scalp......

Ran Huaxiu held on to the door and settled down, she was not timid, otherwise she would not have come to the autopsy, but now she is a little timid - if the key is someone she doesn't know, Ran Huaxiu can naturally go to the autopsy calmly with the attitude of a bystander, but this is Luo Shuangfeng, someone she knows, which makes her have a fear of death.

Ran Huaxiu was a little speechless to herself - why did she come at night for the autopsy? What's the use of being scared now? It's all here, so let's get on......

Ran Huaxiu stiffened, walked to Luo Shuangfeng's body, and reached out to the shroud—shaking, shaking, shaking......

Uh, that's a shame.

Ran Huaxiu couldn't help but complain about himself, and silently thought in his heart: one blow, and then decline.

"Brush" to lift the shroud, revealing the stiff body of Luo Shuangfeng inside, compared to the Luo Shuangfeng seen in the morgue in the morning, the current Luo Shuangfeng is neatly dressed and haired, but it is also more terrifying - she is wearing a dark red shroud, with a yellow, big "Shou" on it, her hair is neatly combed, and her face is painted with the makeup of the times - this kind of makeup is a bit incomprehensible to Ran Huaxiu, not only Ran Huaxiu, but even the great poet Bai Juyi has also complained:

The makeup of the times, the makeup of the times, comes from the four directions in the city.

The fashion of the times is not far and near, and the cheeks are not powdered.

The black paste is injected into the lips and lips like mud, and the eyebrows are painted with eight figures.

Yan's black and white lost her true state, and her makeup seemed to be full of sorrow.

The round mustache has no sideburns and is heaped like a bun, oblique red and not faint ochre.

In the past, it was sent to Yichuan, and Xin knew that there was Rong.

Yuan and makeup comb Jun remembered, the bun pile of ochre is not Chinese.

Luo Shuangfeng's eyebrows in front of him were painted as sad, his mouth was blue-black, and his cheeks were painted red with ochre - not to mention the dead Luo Shuangfeng, even if it was a living beauty, it would be weird and scary......

Ran Huaxiu took a deep breath and said silently in his heart: Luo Shuangfeng, I don't know what you did to Ning Yi that caused him to kill you. I don't know if Ning Yi is wrong or you are wrong, so now I need a truth and offend.

Ran Huaxiu slowly unbuttoned Luo Shuangfeng......

In this process, Ran Huaxiu's hands were shaking, after all, this was the first time she had done such a thing as an autopsy - although she had studied it in the royalists before, she used the wounds of living people to simulate the examination.

It is estimated that Luo Xuefeng personally helped Luo Shuangfeng tidy up the shroud and makeup, because Luo Shuangfeng wore three layers inside and three layers on the outside—probably because it was winter, Luo Xuefeng felt sorry for Luo Shuangfeng and was afraid that she would be cold.

That's it, man.

Knowing that his loved ones are dead and have no feelings, he always pretends that he is still alive-

will be afraid of him cold, so the coffin will be filled with the clothes of the four seasons before his death, and he will be laid with a mattress; I am afraid that he will have no money to spend or be lonely, so every Qingming or Chongyang Festival, I have to go to him to burn incense and paper money to talk.

Ran Huaxiu was a little sad, she remembered the time when her mother was buried.

Ranhuaxiu's mother died when she was four years old, and every year after that year, Ranhuaxiu's brother Nirvana would take her on her mother's birthday, and the two of them would take good wine and food, pick flowers and plant them on the grave, and then sit in front of her mother's grave relatively silently for a long time.

It wasn't until she was seven years old that she began to leave the imperial capital.

Now she's nineteen.

It's been twelve years, and I don't know if my mother's grave is overgrown with weeds.

And Grandpa, Ranhuaxiu had never been to her grandfather's grave - because of that ridiculous family mission.

Ran Huaxiu laughed at herself, she was no longer afraid at this time - she felt that she was a sand gull in the vast world, just a rotten life, what was there to be afraid of?

Luo Shuangfeng's clothes have been completely untied, the lights are bright, and she can see it clearly, Ran Huaxiu frowned and stared, carefully observing the wounds on Luo Shuangfeng's body - Luo Shuangfeng's whole body, the wounds are concentrated on the upper body, judging from the shape of the wounds on Luo Shuangfeng's body, the weapon that hurt her should be the sword on Ning Yi's body that is said to be as sharp as clay. The sword marks on Luo Shuangfeng's body are crisscrossed and dense, although many of the wounds are not deep, but they look really scary, it seems that Ning Yi must have been stimulated at that time - if a man broke his wife and stole people, he should be so angry, right?

Ran Huaxiu continued to check the wounds on Luo Shuangfeng's body, Luo Shuangfeng's upper body wounds were dense but not deep, the only deep was the position of the heart, so the fatal wound should be the sword that hit Luo Shuangfeng's heart - it should be that Ning Yi was stimulated, first slashed Luo Shuangfeng with a saber, and finally gave her a fatal sword......

Ran Huaxiu took out a silver needle and stabbed it at Luo Shuangfeng's throat, taking it out to see that the silver needle had not changed, that is, Luo Shuangfeng was really killed by Ning Yi with a sword, and there was no such thing as being poisoned.

Ran Huaxiu suddenly hesitated a little - she actually didn't accept Ning Yi's murder in her heart, whether it was Wei Yin or Xue Feng, she didn't think it was necessarily true, but now that the facts are in front of her, how can she justify Ning Yi?

But this hesitation only existed for a moment, and Ran Huaxiu threw it away - whether Ning Yi killed or not, she wanted to protect him. Just as Ning Yi didn't know her details back then, he chose to protect her without hesitation, and for this reason, he broke two legs and even almost lost his life.

Ran Huaxiu will never forget the way Ning Yi was dying but still smirked at her.

Ning Yi's legs still hurt when it was cold later, although he never said it.

This was originally what Ran Huaxiu owed him.

Ran Huaxiu frowned, thinking about what caused Yi Ning Yi's chic and happy temper to cause him to hate Luo Shuangfeng so much, so that he could cut Luo Shuangfeng so much? Because Luo Shuangfeng steals people? Ranhuaxiu feels like it's more than that.

Could it be?

Suddenly, Ran Huaxiu remembered something she had missed.

Child!

What about Luo Shuangfeng's children? That seven-month-old child!

Ran Huaxiu still remembered that the little guy who came to report to her said that it was Luo Shuangfeng who stole people and was bumped into by Ning Yi, Ning Yi killed Luo Shuangfeng and the adulterer in a fit of anger, and also fell to death the newly-born Ning Xiaomaster, and then killed all the way to the past, hacking to death a lot of maids and miscellaneous servants.

In the morgue during the day, Ran Huaxiu glanced at it, and six people died in the morgue in the Ning Mansion together, three Ning Mansion maids, two Luo Shuangfeng's maidservants, and a so-called adulterer, but the only thing Ran Huaxiu didn't see was the child.

In the same case, it is impossible to say that the government disposed of the child's body alone, right? Besides, with the style of the Yanling government that doesn't do things if you don't have money, and you don't necessarily do things if you give money, will you be so kind?

If Ning Yi really threw the child to death, what about the child's body? There is no reason to disappear, and the strange thing is that Xue Feng did not mention that child, it stands to reason that he loves the house and Wu, Xue Feng loves Luo Shuangfeng so much that he doesn't like his little nephew, is it only for his beloved sister to collect the body, and the little nephew is not used? With Xue Feng's character, it was impossible for her to do this. Could it be that Xue Feng knows something......

Ran Huaxiu frowned, and silently began to dress Luo Shuangfeng again, just as she was contemplating the possibility of the strange disappearance of the child's "corpse".

"Bang dang", I don't know what slammed the door open, the cold wind howled in, the lights of the wake were all blown out, and the room suddenly became cold, gloomy and weird.

Ran Huaxiu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked towards the door—but he couldn't see anything, it was too dark outside, and it was dark inside.

Ran Huaxiu's scalp was a little numb, she didn't feel it when the lights were bright just now, but now the hand she was putting on Luo Shuangfeng seemed to feel the chill coming from Luo Shuangfeng's corpse.

You don't want to cheat the corpse, do you?

Ran Huaxiu retracted his hand very cowardly, and was a little scared - what was it that knocked on the door just now......

Ran Huaxiu was so frightened that she didn't move for a while, she was thinking, she had a holiday with Luo Shuangfeng before, could it be that Luo Shuangfeng is dead now and looking for her to take revenge?

Or is it Luo Shuangfeng's missing child who came to find his mother?

I heard that babies are the easiest to form infant spirits......

The more Ran Huaxiu thought about it, the more numb his scalp became, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

After a long while, there was no movement, and no one pinched her neck with long fingernails to blow cool air on the side of her neck or anything.

Ran Huaxiu's courage began to grow again, and she took out the night pearl in her arms......

"Bang dang." There was another sound, and Ran Huaxiu hesitated to take the Night Pearl, looking at it through the faint light of the Night Pearl.

Then, Ravaxiu saw a pair of green eyes......

That's not all, suddenly a cold hand behind his back put on Ran Huaxiu's shoulder.

Ran Huaxiu was so frightened that he almost choked up!