"You saw the two of them come out of this yard with your own eyes?" Out of the courtyard, Zhao Zimai was still puzzled, he turned around, looked at the uneven shadows of the eaves in the night, and wondered, "But there is only a broken urn here, what are they doing here?" ”

Baotian scratched his head and said, "I don't know about this, when I found them, they were walking out, and I quickly hid in the courtyard next to them." I only vaguely heard them talking about what kind of debts, what tablets, by the way, Master Yan seems to have mentioned a decoction. ”

"Decoction?"

"yes, I can't remember what the soup was called."

Zhao Zimai glanced at Baotian, "The ancestor of the Yan family practiced medicine, I remember Qingcheng said that their family once produced a famous miracle doctor. ”

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and recalled for a long time, and finally said slowly, "I remember, Qingcheng said so, his ancestor was not born to study medicine, although he showed great interest in medicine when he was a child, delved into various medical books, and seriously studied various pathological pharmacology. But before the age of thirty, the prescriptions he prescribed were just ordinary prescriptions, and there was nothing surprising about curing minor illnesses but not major ones. He even thought about changing careers, because the little copper plate he earned from practicing medicine could not even support the food and clothing of the whole family. ”

But when he was thirty years old, one day he went to the Guandi Temple to borrow light to study, but because he was too engaged, he forgot to go home. Later, he got tired of reading and fell asleep unconsciously. Then he had a strange dream in which an old man with a white beard said to him: 'Now it's time for you to come out and heal the world!' When he had said this, the old man disappeared, and he awoke suddenly. ”

"Later, he became a world-famous miracle doctor, right, most of the routines in ancient books are like this." Baotian answered.

"Yes, he soared and became a famous miracle doctor, and even the royal family invited him to see a doctor. And the beginning of the prosperity of the Yan family also comes from this. ”

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden commotion in his ears, and the sound of talking and footsteps was mixed together, like a dark cloud, and he quickly drifted over from the side of the corridor.

"Is something wrong?" Before Baotian finished speaking, he saw seven or eight girls running towards this side, although they all held their breath, their faces were quite anxious. Seeing them, several people only hurriedly saluted, and then hurried forward again.

"Please slow down, is there something going on in the house?" Zhao Zimai raised his arm and shouted forward.

Several people stopped, and one of them hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master...... Sir, he's gone. ”

***

Yan Bailin leaned on the Taishi chair he often sat on, his body curled up in an arch, like a shrimp that had been boiled through. His limbs were not yet fully stiff, and his arms were limp down and hung at his sides.

Underneath him, a stream of dark red blood spread along the pattern of the floor tiles, all the way to the feet of the crowd, like a dense net, as if it was about to rise into the air and knock people down in the next moment.

The servants were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, so that it took a lot of effort for Zhao Zimai and Baotian to squeeze inside. However, when he saw Yan Bailin's corpse, even Baotian, who had always been bold, was stunned, and stood dumbfounded next to the Yan family, who had already collapsed on the ground.

Only Zhao Zimai can still maintain his composure, but Rao is like this, he still feels that his mouth is dry, his whole body is soft, and all the strength in his body seems to have been drained.

Yan Bailin's left chest was black, much darker than the other places, as if it had been coated with thick ink.

His heart was gouged out.

***

The red lanterns were removed one by one and replaced by snow-white lanterns, each with a large "Dien" written on it. As soon as the wind came, the lantern was blown and rattled, and the candlelight flickered indefinitely, pulling the shadows of the few people standing below into a long and short way.

Yan Yuchi walked around under the lanterns that were blown from side to side by the wind, like a restless beast. His face was pale and pale, reflecting the candlelight of the lantern overhead, eerie and terrifying.

"I have to send someone to the next town tonight, I heard that there is a forbidden woman there, who can not only communicate yin and yang, but also dance gods to exorcise ghosts, and she is very spiritual...... Yes, when she comes, she can catch the murderer, whether it is a human or a ghost, it can't escape...... I'm going to kill it, I'm going to make it pay for it......"

The faster he spoke, his voice trembling slightly, and finally his shoulders began to tremble, like a dead leaf in a cold wind.

"Yuchi," Xiangzhen took a long robe from the house and put it on Yan Yuchi, her hand was gently on his arm, her voice was obviously crying, and her face was full of tears, "Yuchi, you are also tired, sit down and rest, I will ask them to pour you a cup of hot tea." ”

Yan Yuchi didn't appreciate it, shook the robe to the ground, turned around and snorted coldly at her, "Are you willing to get up from the bed?" You're smug now, aren't you? Cuiyun is dead, the child is gone, who are you going to show this fake look to? ”

Xiangzhen shuddered for a moment, and tears fell from her eyes for a long time, "How could I ...... Yuchi, you misunderstood me......"

"Brother, you are at fault first, why do you bite back." Yan Qingcheng stepped forward and inserted himself between his brother and sister-in-law, he stared at Yan Yuchi, and endured it for a while before swallowing back the heavier words behind him. "Father just left, I don't want to argue with you, let's deal with the rest of the matter first, and discuss other things later."

"You don't pretend to be an honest person in front of me," Yan Yuchi sneered at his younger brother, "You don't know what you think about Xiangzhen?" Yan Qingcheng, after so many years, even if you are blind, you can see that you like her. Anyway, now that my father is gone, you don't need to play a sensible and obedient son to set off the frivolity of my eldest brother. ”

"Smack."

A heavy slap fell on Yan Yuchi's face, Xiangzhen exhaled, looked at Yan Yuchi, who was covering his face with an incredulous expression, and pulled the hair sticking to his cheek to the back of his head.

Yan Yuchi covered his face, "You dare to hit me?" Xiangzhen, you ...... You hit me for him? ”

Xiangzhen's face changed to a desperate color, she stared at Yan Yuchi, and said word by word, "It's okay for you to be dirty, but don't think everyone is as dirty as you." Yan Yuchi, even if you and I are separated from husband and wife, Qingcheng is still my younger brother, and I don't allow you to humiliate him with these foul words. ”

After speaking, she didn't give anyone another look, and walked straight in the direction of the door.

The white lantern was blown by the wind and "fluttered", like the footsteps of a person, and was amplified several times by the empty house.