The three bodies were salvaged one by one and placed side by side on the edge of the lotus pond. Each of its limbs twisted into strange shapes, like the curvy "big" characters drawn by a child who could not write.

Baotian squatted beside the corpse and examined it for a long time, before he walked to Zhao Zimai's side and replied in a low voice, "Childe, the bones on these three people are all broken, and there is very little water on their chests, so they should have been killed and thrown into this lotus pond." ”

"Evil, there will be no one else but it." Zhao Zimai glanced at Yan Qingcheng and added, "This goddess can't even protect herself, and she still wants to suppress the evil spirit, so she will be burned now." ”

As soon as he said this, several small guys ran in from outside the courtyard in a panic, all sweating, and the six gods looked like they were chasing behind them.

"Second young master, young grandmother, she is gone, the ropes and talismans are scattered all over the ground, the door of the house is wide open, and the person is gone." After speaking, he glanced at the three strange corpses on the ground, and quickly withdrew his gaze, "Second Young Master, these people ...... No...... It can't be killed by the young grandmother, right? ”

"No nonsense." Yan Qingcheng scolded angrily, but Zhao Zimai saw that his face turned blue in an instant, and he was obviously stabbed by this sentence.

"Qingcheng." Zhao Zi took a step forward.

Yan Qingcheng raised his hand, his throat choked for a long time, and finally said a sentence, "Zimai, you don't need to say more, I promise you that I will tell the people in the local government about the matter after the matter is finished, and let them deal with this matter, and I will not ...... Meddled. ”

***

Jia Yan was still asleep in bed, he had slept a little long this night, and he didn't wake up from noon until dusk.

Yan Qingcheng was a little lucky: Jiayan slept so soundly, he wouldn't hear the movement outside. Just now, more than a dozen government officials were eager to dig three feet into Yan's house, searched several times, and did not find the murderer they identified - Xiangzhen.

For this result, Yan Qingcheng didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, on the one hand, he really wanted to find Xiangzhen, ask her to understand, and ask her if this bloody case was really from her; On the other hand, he hoped that she would escape far away, to the mountains and rivers, and never be found, even if he would never see her again in his life.

Yan Qingcheng rubbed the jade plate in his palm, it had now been ironed warm by his body temperature, and it felt a lot smoother. He turned it over and looked at it for a long time, then let out a long sigh before placing it next to Jiayan's pillow along with his purse.

"Little uncle, why are you sighing?" Jia Yan woke up, opened his eyes and stared at Yan Qingcheng, with a little grievance in his tone, "Little uncle, where did my mother go?" Where did they take her? ”

"Jiayan, don't worry," Yan Qingcheng's heart was sour, and his fingers stroked his forehead, "Your mother will be back in a few days." ”

Jia Yan pouted, "Uncle Xiao lied, I just dreamed, I dreamed that the rabbit that my mother gave me was broken, broken into pieces, and I couldn't put it together." I know that my mother will not come back, and she will never come back. ”

After speaking, his tears "snapped" and fell, like pearls with broken threads, soaking a large piece of pillow.

Yan Qingcheng hurriedly hugged Jia Yan into his arms, and patted him lightly on the back in distress, "It's just a dream, how can Jia Yan take it seriously?" The rabbit is on the shelf, you wait, the little uncle will go and bring it to you. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and walked over to the bookshelf. He vaguely remembered that the rabbit was placed in front of the "Xinglu Grand Ceremony" on the third floor, but now, it was gone.

"Strange, did someone put it away?" Yan Qingcheng muttered as he looked up and down the bookshelves, but the brightly colored rabbit seemed to have wings and flew away, disappearing without a trace.

"Isn't that new?" A figure flashed in Jia Yan's eyes, dark and red, like the glimmer of a lantern in the dark night.

"Did you put it away?" Yan Qingcheng stood on tiptoe and looked up at the top of the bookshelf.

The shadow appeared behind Jia Yan, and at first, it seemed to disperse into the air like a rising steam. But soon, it suddenly moved closer to the center, condensing into a black figure, smaller than Jia Yan's, with a dark red belly pocket on his head.

On the belly pocket is embroidered a yellow carp, with thin and long whiskers, and the two fish eyes are shining black, like the shell of an old urn.

"Little uncle, you look for it again, look for it again......" Jia Yan's voice seemed to be a little thinner, but Yan Qingcheng was concentrating on finding the rabbit master, so he didn't notice it.

The black shadow passed through Jia Yan's body and leaned towards Yan Qingcheng without making a sound. The red cloth flew up and down above its head, and its scarlet eyes were revealed, dull and lifeless. It was getting closer and closer, and the swinging horns almost touched Yan Qingcheng's back.

"What smells so bad?" Yan Qingcheng wrinkled his nose and wanted to look back, but his elbow hit something, and the thing fell to the floor, so he screamed desperately, "Chirp...... Tweet ......"

"I bought you the cricket in Zhangtai." He put the other things aside for a moment, bent down to pick up the cage, and put it back on the shelf. The little thing inside the cage seemed to be frightened and screamed very loudly. Yan Qingcheng shook his head in frustration, pretending to be angry and said, "Don't scream, Jiayan doesn't like you, look, your cage is all dusty." Alas, I should have known that the things that my little uncle bought were not as good as those bought by my mother anyway, wasn't I, Jiayan? ”

As he spoke, he turned around to see what Jia Yan's expression was, and whether he was amused by himself. But the moment he turned his head, he was stunned. Because he clearly saw a figure passing behind Jia Yan's two faint eyeballs, and he disappeared in a flash.

What is it?

The candle flame jumped a few times, and his heart suddenly lit up: Yes, it's just the light reflected by the candle flame, there have been too many accidents in the house recently, and it is inevitable that all the plants and trees will rise up.

"I'll give this cricket to someone else to play with, you don't like it anyway." Yan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, trying his best to make a serious expression on his face.

Two bubbles of tears bulged out in Jiayan's eyes, "No, the rabbit master Jiayan likes it, and the cricket Jiayan also likes it." ”

Yan Qingcheng saw him crying again, his heart suddenly softened, and he went over to help Jiayan wipe away his tears, "If you don't cry or don't cry, it's all your uncle's fault, and your uncle shouldn't tease you." Jiayan's words are all remembered by the little uncle: In the Yan family, Jiayan likes his mother first, and his second favorite is the little uncle, isn't it? ”

"I haven't forgotten either." Jia Yan answered, the light in his eyes went out, he leaned over and pressed his face against Yan Qingcheng's chest.