The first thing that emerged from the water was a huge ice bubble, which was very muddy and stuffed with silt and gravel, and Mu Wan made everyone dodge. Hansui Ji swam to the shore and gently dropped the ice bubble to the ground. There was a crisp sound, and the ice shattered cracks, slamming the filthy mass to the ground.

A strong stench spread through the streets, and pedestrians avoided it. They also covered their mouths and noses fiercely, and Ah Luan almost threw up, she immediately turned around and ran back to the teahouse, looking from afar.

Mu Wan held her breath and opened the umbrella, and Hanshui Ji turned into a charm again and pasted it back into her umbrella. But in the face of a pile of scattered things on the ground, smelling like stinky fish and rotten shrimp, no one dared to rush forward. The Lord of the Hundred Bones covered his mouth and nose with one hand, pointed forward with the other, and motioned for Miss Qi to step forward.

Not being able to breathe has this benefit.

She took out an object from the black mud like washing vegetables, washed it in the river water, and set it aside, stacking it neatly. The smell dissipated a little, and the pieces became clearer – they were all different parts of the human body. In addition to this, there are the bones of Bai Sensen.

In addition, there is a gold accessory that is wrapped around a piece of the wrist.

Washing all the pieces clean, Shi Wuqi held out his hand to her, and she handed her a strange handkerchief. The handkerchief was white, but it was dappled with a print. He wrapped it around his mouth and nose, restoring the pieces very skillfully.

In addition to the unrecognizable bones of people and animals, perhaps the bones of other people and animals, lying on the ground were two corpses.

One was white bones, the other was bloated and headless.

Shi Wuqi placed the golden accessories on the bloated corpse, took a few steps back, and shook his head.

"How?" Shan Hai asked tentatively.

"They were cut into pieces, packed into sacks and stones, and sunk to the bottom of the river. Three years ago, the soak was too long and rotten, but this time the mouth itself was not tightened...... They were all killed by scissors, and there were gold ornaments that were deliberately recognized. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a few pieces of rotten hemp next to him.

Mu Wan was shocked: "But the incision of the wound is too neat, a woman...... Wait......"

"Remember the saw in her kitchen?"

She's smart. Afraid that the government will really suspect her, the perjury that confuses the public is ready.

The sun was shining high, but everyone felt the cold to the bone.

At this time, someone trotted over in the distance. It's none other than Jian Niang.

"Why haven't you gone to the yamen yet, the little girl is really worried, so she came to take a look. Hey, you ...... Oh, it's terrible, it's all been fished out. I'm so grateful for the hard work......"

"It's a pity that you don't sing on stage with your acting skills."

Hearing Shi Wuqi's ridicule, Jian Niang was stunned for a while. She opened her eyes wide and asked innocently:

"What are you talking about?"

"What words? You know it in your own heart. Mu Wan agreed.

Jian Niang walked over, also covered her nose, and carefully circled around the two corpses.

“…… I still don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Still pretending? Cheng, I'll tell you" Shi Wuqi pulled off his towel and took a few steps forward, "What negative stories are fake." No, this trader is true, but it is not you who is responsible, but his own wife and children. You knew he had a family, but you coveted his money. You had a high vision and didn't look down on your husband at the time, so you killed him with your own hands and excused yourself with a girl who didn't have a need. You were lucky back then, and most of them sympathized with you. Now you hear that he wants to go back, and you can't keep this cash cow, so you kill him again, make up such a story, repeat the trick, and make yourself a poor person again. ”

In an instant, the confusion and timidity in Jian Niang's eyes vanished.

She walked up to her, looked directly into Shi Wuqi's dark golden eyes, and whispered:

"I don't know what you're capable of knowing that. But you don't have proof—"

Shi Wuqi just sneered. Mu Wan almost wanted to do it, but in broad daylight, he had to refrain from it. What's more, if she injured someone, she had to be arrested and arrested quickly. Shanhai and Dai Luan, who were listening from a distance, were also dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

Shi Wuqi did not look at him squarely. His eyes circled around her, looking far away.

"Sluts have their own harvest."

"Hey, what are you going to do with me?"

Jian Niang laughed, but immediately restrained her expression, looked pitiful, knelt down, and gently touched the festering, headless corpse. Then, she picked up the gold ornament on his chest, stood up, and bowed deeply to the mountains and seas.

"Thank you for helping me find my husband's only relic ...... He will thank you in the Spirit of Heaven. ”

She straightened up, smiling, clutching her accessories and turning to walk onto the bridge, probably heading home.

Several people stood in place with resentment, their bodies still trembling with intense shock. People's smiles, words and deeds can be turned so naturally. If lying is really like drinking cold water, can you get away with it so freely?

People who are really angry have nothing to say.

Dai Luan ran over and asked them, "Is there no way?"

"It's gone. The corpses don't really speak, and their grievances can't be cleared. With a few mouths of us, there is no evidence, even if the prefect wants to believe us, it will be difficult. ”

Mu Wan shook his head. Then he said, let's go.

Dai Luan stared blankly at the place where Jian Niang left, looking at the bridge.

Suddenly, she saw the shadow of a man. The figure was somewhat familiar to her, dressed in purple clothes embroidered with gold trim.

"No abandonment, you—look over there?"

Shi Wuqi turned his head and glanced at the side of the bridge, but didn't speak, just followed the mountains and seas. Ah Luan looked at it a few more times, but couldn't find the shadow of Qiao Ji again, so he had to run over quickly to catch up with them.

It was night, and the waning moon was high.

Last night, the night was illuminated by more than 300 prayer lanterns. More than 300 wishes tell similar wishes, flying to the sky and flying to the moon.

The woman who tied her hair removed the headband and spread her jet-black hair. It's just that between this waterfall-like long hair, there are a few white strands of silk. The candle by the window flickered occasionally, and she stared blankly at the moon, sighing from time to time.

This person is the senior sister of the Xue Yan Sect, Yan Muxue.

In the few months since Senior Sister Liang Qiu left, Gu Zhong has changed a lot. Although it is not earth-shattering, under the guidance of the elder brother Wu Yuangui, everything is slowly being rebuilt. Seeing this, she was happy from the bottom of her heart.

But some things happened on the night of Qixi Festival, which made her keenly aware of a hint of abnormality.

At that time, Wu Yuangui looked at the last two lanterns in the sky. He looked at the sky with a straight back, and she looked at him. She is very familiar with Wu Yuangui's face, and she never gets tired of looking at it. On the thin lips is a high nose bridge, and above is a pair of light brown eyes, shining in the light.

She asked him what he wanted, and he just smiled and didn't say a word, but asked her what she had made.

She said that she hoped that her parents would be healthy and that her sect would prosper; I hope that the little junior sister will return to the valley as soon as possible and return safely with the sect master.

Wu Yuangui laughed at her and said that she had these wishes every year.

Naturally, there was no second half of the sentence in previous years. She knew he was pointing to the one ahead. Senior Brother Wu worshiped early, but he was not old, he was just a disciple who stayed in the valley, and he was considered to be a senior one. Yan Muxue knew that he was an orphan - they were worshipping the name of the sect master together at that time. Senior Sister Liang Qiu also knows this.

But what the junior sister didn't know was that his parents were killed by the sect master.

At that time, their master was not yet the sect master, and the sect master of the Snow Yan Sect was the master's father. It was a kind old man, he chose this feng shui treasure place, and single-handedly founded the Snow Yan Sect, which became famous for thousands of miles. It's just that his son, the current whereabouts of the sect master, is not at ease. He went out into the rivers and lakes, and because of his bold personality, he made a lot of friends, but he also made a lot of hatreds. He is strong in martial arts, and he has won the true inheritance of his father, but he does not know the importance of it, whether he is doing righteousness or learning, it is inevitable that many people will die in his hands. He didn't care at first, until his wife and only daughter took revenge on the enemy, and his father died of old age, that he settled down and returned to the valley, where his son inherited his father's business.

Senior Sister Liangqiu only knew that his wife and children had all died in disputes in the rivers and lakes, and when he entered the valley, he was as old as his daughter when she died.

He suddenly said:

"If she doesn't come back, we won't blame her. It's just that her temperament, I'm afraid I won't find it, so I won't come back. ”

She just smiled and echoed him. Immediately afterwards, if the sect master can come back, it is the best.

"If you don't come back, it's fine. Look at this Snow Yan Sect, if there is no one, won't it also turn around. ”

Yan Muxue was speechless for a while.

"How do you say that?"

“…… I'm so sorry I lost my words, I shouldn't have said that. ”

Tonight the night was getting darker, and she crouched in front of the window, holding the headband. On the clean white hairband, the snowflake pattern of the sect emblem was lightly printed, and the faint moonlight flowed.

The rooster crows loudly, and the day dawns.

After packing up the things, the mountains and seas still have to embark on the journey. I don't know how much trouble awaits them ahead, and it's really not worth stopping for the trivial matter in front of them.

After a brief breakfast, they packed up their things, rode their horses, and walked down the street. Some of the onlookers recognized a few of them, greeted them politely, waved their hands, and stuffed some food and coiled up. Many people already know that although Jian Niang washed herself cleanly, she is really a poisonous woman. Even though they didn't help everyone, the people still liked them.

When I passed by the bridge again, a group of people gathered around the river. Shanhai didn't know what was going on, so he reined in his horse and prepared to go down to take a look. Mu Wan and Ah Luan also got off the horse, only Shi Wuqi was still on the road with Miss Qi, and he didn't get off the horse or continue to walk. Before the three of them could get to the front, the others saw them and got out of the way.

There was something floating on the river, red. A few magpies flew over and stopped at the top. There was some sequins on one end of it, glowing, and magpies pecked it repeatedly.

It turned out to be a cut girl and her gold accessories.

In the midst of exclamation and sighs, Shanhai shook his head expressionlessly, turned his back, and prepared to get on the horse.

Shi Wuqi glanced in the direction of the Jiangyuan Bridge, scolded softly, and continued to drive the horse away.

"Sluts have their own harvest."