Chapter Fifty-Eight: Vermilion Bird Feather · "Why did you kill so many people?"
On the cliff, in the uppermost cell, Xue Yu knelt inside.
The cell was so small that he had to sit on his knees. Xue Jiao'er Lang was used to it, and he picked up a piece of hay out of nowhere in his hand and played with it in his hand.
Xue Miao's pink gauze clothes were as light as a cloud, spread in a small cell, layer upon layer, even if he was restrained by iron chains, it was difficult to hide the nobility on his body.
Xue Yu saw Yue Ling'er walking to the prison door, and her golden eyes narrowed slightly: "Miss Ling'er is here." ”
Yue Ling'er straightened her sideburns and said softly, "Young Master Xue, the slave family has come to see you." ”
Xue Yu glanced at Yue Ling'er and smiled lightly: "Empty-handed?"
Yue Ling'er said suddenly: "Originally, I brought ginseng wine and a few dishes that you are used to eating to Xue Gongzi, but when I crossed the bridge, there was a strong wind, and the food box fell into the cliff." ”
Yue Ling'er took out the incense from her arms: "Only this incense in her arms remains." The cell is dark and dirty, and this incense can help Gongzi to taste it.
As soon as Yue Ling'er took out the incense in her arms, Yan Zhu let out a low sound.
Xue Yu glanced at the incense plant lightly, and didn't hear Yan Zhu's low voice. Xue Yu said lightly: "I'm tired." ”
Yue Ling'er took out the flint and lit the incense. The wind on the mountain is strong, and the flint is not easy to ignite, and there are a few traces of green smoke, but there is no fire.
Xue Yu watched Yue Ling'er light incense very patiently. "Miss Ling'er, I've been here for the past two days and I've been thinking about the several cases of Fufeng in the past few days, which families have suffered?"
Yue Ling'er shook the flint's hand, bowed her head and replied: "Zhoujiazhuang, Wang, Zhao, and Xu." ”
Xue Yu leaned back and leaned against the stone wall: "I seem to have heard of the Wang family, it sells rouge?"
"Gongzi is mistaken, the Wang family sells silk, and the Zhao family sells rouge. ”
"Oh. Xue Miao smiled slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was perfect. "These people, what kind of enmity do you have?"
With a "snap", the flint in Yue Ling'er's hand was deflected and smashed on her thumb, causing a heart-wrenching pain.
Yue Ling'er raised her head and looked at Xue Yu, with killing intent in her eyes: "You know everything?"
"I didn't know. Xue Yu looked back at Yue Ling'er: "But aren't you here now?" ”
Yue Ling'er worked harder to start the fire, and finally the big flint ignited the incense. Yue Ling'er thought about it and put the incense outside the prison door where Xue Yu couldn't reach it. With the help of the wind, the incense drifted right into the cell.
Xue Yu gently brushed his sleeves and glanced at the incense: "It's a pity that such a pure dream saliva incense." Xue Yu squinted slightly and sniffed vigorously: "Well, it's also mixed with Zhuxian grass, no wonder." ”
Yue Ling'er pulled the chain in her hand and dragged Yan Zhu over.
Yan Zhu tightly pinched the iron collar around his neck. The collar was not too tight, and he could still fit two palms from his neck, but he seemed to be out of breath, and even his consciousness was gradually blurred, his eyes were blurred, and he could only be at the mercy of Yue Ling'er.
Yue Ling'er dragged Yan Zhu into the cell and closed it. In the small cell, Yan Zhu folded on Xue Miao's knees, and Xue Mi had to curl himself up in a small corner as hard as he could, so that Yan Zhu could lie down.
Xue Yu smiled helplessly: "This seems to be a little crowded." ”
Yue Ling'er closed the door of the cell, and the door made of Xuantie was very strong. Yue Ling'er sighed, sat down slowly against the stone wall, curled up on the edge of the stone wall, and held her knees with both hands.
Yue Ling'er sighed: "Xue Gongzi, don't blame me. ”
"Woooooooo A few indistinct whispers came from Yan Zhu's mouth.
The golden light flashed in Xue Yu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Zhu's collarbone, and with a "click", his collarbone was broken alive. Yan Zhu was so painful that he fainted before he could snort.
Looking out of the cell, I could only see the half of Yue Ling'er's back leaning against the stone wall. The light blue clothes still have a beautiful taste in this gray mist.
If Yue Ling'er is not a murderer, this scene is still a bit poetic.
It's a shame.
Xue Yu said softly: "Why did you kill so many people?"
Yue Ling'er didn't answer.
Xue Yu chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll change the question, why do you want to kill Zhou Lingheng and take his heart?"
Yue Ling'er frowned and looked at Xue Yu sideways: "I didn't want to kill him, who let him go back at that time?"
"You put the Vermilion Bird Feather in the Zhou family?"
Yue Ling'er smiled coldly: "Yes, I set the Vermilion Bird Feather on the pearl hairpin, who let his mother be greedy for money and steal it from me?"
"Have you seen Zhou Lingheng's mother?"
Yue Ling'er sneered: "She came to me." ”
"She said a lot of bad things, didn't she?"
Yue Ling'er's eyes flashed slightly, and her words were full of disdain: "I just want to go to the Zhou family to be a concubine." Why is she so aggressive? Besides, the Zhou family is just a family of businessmen, and it is not a family background that has come to the fore. It's just that Zhou Lingheng has cultivated immortals, and his Zhou family thinks that the chicken dog has ascended to heaven. “
Yue Ling'er was silent for a long time and then said, "But I didn't want to kill him, no matter what his family is, Ling Heng is good to me." I really want to be with him for the rest of my life. ”
"Then what are you doing by digging out his heart?"
Yue Ling'er glanced at Xue Yu strangely: "I didn't dig his heart, if I dug his heart, why should I look for it along the riverbank?"
Xue Yu's expression was slightly cold: "It's not you, someone else who poached Ling Heng's heart?"
Yue Ling'er said strangely: "Everyone is gone, what's the use of me holding a heart?"
This is also where Xue Yu finds it strange, Yue Ling'er killed the Zhou family, the Zhao family, the Wang family, and the Xu family, except for the Zhou family, which was taken from the heart, it is true that no one in the other three families lost their hearts.
Xue Yu raised his head and asked Yue Ling'er, "What about Lingyin Pavilion?"
Yue Ling'er looked at Xue Yu strangely: "Xue Gongzi, I don't know who you offended, presumably that person is trying to take your life, right?"
This was said as if Yue Ling'er was completely innocent.
"What about Yan Zhu?"
"How do I know?" Yue Ling'er was a little impatient, her head leaning back lightly against the stone wall. It takes a bit of courage to walk back from this trail. Compared with the dried corpses imprisoned on the Falling Moon Peak, and the ghost crying from the bottom of the cliff under the suspension bridge, Yue Ling'er felt that Xue Yu was more reassuring here.
Yue Ling'er sighed: "Actually, you are all good people, and so is Yan Gongzi. Who has caused you to offend those whom you should not have offended? ”
"Do you know, the old man of the Wang family likes to play tricks. My sister died at his hand, and he paid some money. The silver was not much, and most of it fell into Sun Lianzhi's pocket, and the rest was only enough to buy a thin coffin. The shopkeeper of the Zhao family, who bought rouge, was neither male nor female, and he didn't take care of me back then. ”
Yue Ling'er's eyes were a little lonely, and when she talked about the past, she suddenly felt that the abyss in front of her was not so terrible. She has already stepped into the abyss with one foot, where can she come back so easily?