Being able to meet acquaintances in the Shen Mansion is both unexpected and reasonable.

Although Lubai Town is some distance from Tianjue Temple, there is only Tianjue Temple within a radius of hundreds of miles. In the early days, Yizen also often went out with the old monk to chant sutras, for the dead to be exceeded, and when he came back, he would get offerings, and often bought me fruits and cakes to eat. But I've never seen it, and I didn't think I'd see it today.

I pressed the restless Feitian on my chest, and looked at the people who entered the door, all of them were acquaintances.

I saw that those people in the Shen Mansion were very polite to these monks, and they all greeted them with their faces in the door, but why did I look so unpleasant, are they also kind and kind-eyed? At most, they are angry King Kong! Phew! Saying that they are King Kong is cheap to them!

Mingjue led a group of monks into the front hall, skillfully arranged the utensils and lotus flags, put the scriptures on the table, and he took the lead in singing, it was a mantra of death. Then, those monks sang in harmony, and in an instant, sandalwood was fragrant, and the Sanskrit sound spread far and wide.

"It's a monk from Tianjue Temple. Wang Zhong squinted his eyes for a while, and stroked his hairless chin: "Do you see the one in the front wearing a robe? I heard that the monks of Tianjue Temple only have robes for the word 'Jue', is that person the host?"

"It's not. I looked at Mingjue, my heart tingled, I took a deep breath, and then said, "Maybe it's now." ”

"En?" Wang Zhong looked at me strangely, and suddenly became excited: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, little fairy, you said that you also came out of Tianjue Temple, so you are with them!"

"Hmph, pickled disciples, scum of Buddhism, I'd rather become a demon than disdain it!" I was resentful, and my voice was shattered between my teeth.

When Wang Zhong heard this, his eyes became even more strange. But he is a little better, he is not such a person who asks the bottom of things, or maybe my "little fairy" has been bluffing him, he didn't ask again.

After half an hour, it is already in the middle of the day. Shen Mansion is a big family in the end, and it is very orderly to handle things, and it has already begun to welcome and condole.

Wang Zhong and I hid for most of the morning, and our backs were sore, so we mingled with the guests who entered the door, sighing and drinking tea. It's just that I didn't enter the front hall, and I didn't want to see those monks, and I guess they didn't want to see me either.

"My son—"

At this time, I heard a cry, and a person stumbled in at the door, dressed in a gorgeous brocade dress, although he was not confused, he was very powerful, and he looked good, and he was also a handsome boy when he was young. It's just that at this time, the old tears were all over the place, all the way to the dust, I saw the mourning hall, and after listening to the sad voice, I staggered up all of a sudden, crying so much that I couldn't help myself.

"The head of the Shen family, Shen Yan. Wang Zhong leaned his ear and whispered to me.

I nodded, he didn't say, I guessed too.

"My son—"

I don't like this kind of crying, such desolation, it always reminds me of the old monk and Yizen, and the corners of my eyes can't help but ache, as if flying into the raindrops, which is uncomfortable.

I walked out the door and came to the front of the house.

Things spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and at this time, there were more people who stopped in front of the Shen Mansion to watch the excitement. The death of the eldest son of the Shen family was already a lively affair, and there was a dancing girl in plain clothes kneeling at the door, which was even more lively.

She should have been kneeling for more than three hours, and her body was more messy than when I saw her first, and her expression was a lot more decadent. It's just that now I don't continue to be distressed, I just sit down in a daze, with a pair of empty eyes, like a person is dead, and my heart is dead.

I was secretly sighing, there was movement behind me, and when I turned my head to see, it was Shen Yan, the head of the Shen family, and Shen Shuibei, the little son of the Shen family, who gathered a group of domestic servants behind me to go out violently.

Sure enough, after Shen Yan saw the ethereal dance, his face trembled, and he took a deep breath to try not to look so excited.

"Ethereal, you said that my Nan'er was killed by you, yes or no?" Shen Yan was as imposing as a rainbow, and his eyes looked like he was going to kill and eat meat.

Only then did he move a little, and looked up at Shen Yan, who was high on the steps, and his tears fell down in a series of "snaps": "Yes." ”

"You! you!" Shen Yan was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't speak for a while. Maybe the dance was too straightforward, just like when I saw the man in black, I was so angry that I was speechless in disgust.

However, when Shen Shuibei heard this, he was very shocked: "Ethereal, what are you talking nonsense? You are a weak woman, how can you kill someone?"

Turning his head, Shen Shuibei hurriedly helped his father: "Dad, I don't think this matter is accurate, they all say that Wu Miao and his eldest brother have a relationship, how can a lover be such a killer?"

"You bastard, your eldest brother died tragically, and you still speak for this fox spirit?" Shen Yan pushed Shen Shuibei away, his face hating iron but not steel.

Turning his head, Shen Yan pointed at the dancing ethereal, his eyes full of resentment: "Did I force her? It was she who admitted that she hurt your eldest brother, and you still have to speak for her!"

"Dad, but this doesn't make sense!" Shen Shuibei spread his hands.

Shen Shuibei ran down the steps in three or two steps, stretching out his hand to help the ethereal dance, but was rejected by the ethereal dance. "Ethereal, why are you so troubled?"

Wu Yi laughed miserably and looked at Shen Shuibei.

Two identical people, are they really mistaken?

Maybe the anxiety and uneasiness in her eyes at this time can only be understood by me, right?

"Man, it is true that I killed him, and I have no excuse. She said.

"Impossible!" Shen Shuibei dismissed this sentence cleanly: "Ethereal, what are you doing to kill my eldest brother? Is it someone who forced you to admit it? Is someone coercing you? Is it those old mothers in Xiangmanlou or which son-in-law brother who looks down on my Shen family unpleasantly on weekdays, you take care of yourself and say, I can protect you!"

Wu Miao looked at the man in front of him, although his expression was different from that person, but the truth in his eyes was the same.

"Hah!" she chuckled and shook her head, "No one coerced me, and no one could coerce me. Shen Shannan was killed by me, and he saw the whole process. ”

"What?"

I saw the dance pointing directly at me, and I only felt that everyone's eyes were hanging on me along her fingers, and I felt as if I was fixed, and I was very uncomfortable under the gaze of everyone.

"Uh......" My mind went blank, how do I respond?

Shen Yan turned around and walked in front of me, looked me up and down, and frowned: "Dare to ask what this strong man is called?"

"I ......"

"He's a little fairy!" Wang Zhong grabbed ahead of me and answered for me.

I turned my head to look at him, and he winked at me invisibly.

"Oh, yes. I nodded subconsciously.

"Little Immortal?" Shen Yan's brows tightened, and I could tell the suspicion in his eyes, as well as the eyes of the onlookers around him. Shen Yan asked Wang Zhong again: "Then this strong man, who are you?"

"My name is Wang Zhong, a wounded soldier who has just retired from the front. ”

Wang Zhong is much bolder than me, and in the face of Shen Yan's eyes, he can still talk with a smile.

"Oh......" Shen Yan looked at Wang Zhong and looked at me again, his face seemed to be more and more gloomy, as if he didn't believe our words. "So this ...... 'little fairy', this woman said that you saw her kill someone, but so?"

I looked at Dancing Ethereal, and Maisa only looked at me firmly, and she wasn't lying, so she didn't panic at all. And Shen Shuibei, who was next to her, looked at me with a look of hope, as if hoping that I could say something to make him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Meet ......"

As I spoke, I saw Shen Shuibei gesture at me anxiously, but a sneer hung on the corner of his ethereal mouth. "I didn't see it, but I heard some movement when I passed by, and Shen Shannan was useless when I entered. ”

Shen Shuibei was stunned: "It's over?"

"It's over. ”

"Is it really over?"

"Isn't that the case?" I was also laughed at at this time, how did this involve me? If you really want to talk about it, I am also a victim! Although the ethereal erysipelas did not kill me, it also made me cramp in my abdomen for a while, and it was uncomfortable.

But what does that sneer mean?

She killed the right enemy, she should be happy, even if she was originally good, she wouldn't sneer, right? If she killed the wrong person, it was too late to cry at the moment, what kind of sneer did she mean?

This sneer is specifically aimed at me?

"Ah, I'm afraid this goblin isn't trying to pull me on his back, if he can't kill himself, I'm going to ask someone else to kill me!" I thought about this, and when I looked at the dancing ethereal, there was still a sneer, leaving only indifferent grievances.

Shen Yan's brows were twisted, as if they were about to explode at any moment. "Therefore, the strong man is not considered to have witnessed her kill someone?"

"Sort of!" I nodded.

Shen Yan looked at me deeply before he said to Wu Ethereal, "Then you say, why do you want to kill my son? is because I won't allow you to enter the door of the Shen family?"

Seeing that Shen Yan didn't target me again, I secretly sighed.

At this time, Wang Zhong pestled me with his elbow: "Little fairy, have you seen it?"

"It's hard to say. I replied.

"Do you also have a share of that person's death?"

I looked at Wang Zhong with wide eyes, it turned out that this guy thought that I came back late yesterday and killed Shen Shannan!

"Your uncle!" I scolded.

Ah, the mouth ...... This sentence hit me just now, I wanted to scold, a victim becomes a suspect, what is this called?

Wang Zhong saw that I was really angry, so he smiled, and finally didn't ask again, but that look was still not full of trust!

Immediately, I was attracted by a burst of laughter, the sound of dancing ethereal. I saw her glaring at Shen Yan, and her voice was a little louder: "Although your Shen family is good, I don't care, even if you have thousands of acres of fertile land and thousands of family wealth, I don't care about it!"

"Good temperament!" Shen Shuibei looked at the ethereal eyes, and became more and more obsessed: "I already knew that Ethereal you are different from other women, haha!"

"Bastard, your brother is dead, the murderer is in front of you, you can still laugh at you!" Shen Yan was so angry that he looked left and right, snatched a candle from his subordinate and threw it towards Shen Shuibei, completely hating iron but not steel.

"Dad, Dad!" Shen Shuibei jumped around like a monkey, and finally avoided the candle, very aggrieved: "Am I wrong?"

"A few of you, bring this bastard and dancing thing in!" Shen Yan probably felt that he really shouldn't talk about family affairs in the court, so he immediately shouted behind him.

When he walked past me, he said, "Since the two strong men are involved, let's also go into the house to drink tea together!"