Aunt Rong's eyebrows suddenly rose upward, "Song Yao, you are my son, I am the person who knows you best in this world, you are cowardly, you have been like this since you were a child, otherwise you would not have ...... at that time"

She smiled again, and Lin Songyao understood everything from that somewhat contemptuous smile: it turned out that she had already understood Chen Yuan's feelings for her, but she never mentioned it. She hid herself so deeply, so deep that he couldn't see her as she was, where did that gentle and strong mother go?

"You don't dare to say it," Aunt Rong stopped pinching Lin Songyao's chin, and the strength of her fingers suddenly became lighter. She stroked her son's face, and her voice became low and soft, "Don't you dare, the Chen family is so good to you, you go and tell them now, it was your mother who killed Chen Yuan and fed him to the wild ghosts, how would they react?" Ten years, it's been ten years, are you going to tell them that you have been hiding it for ten years? ”

After saying this, she pushed him back, slowly stood up straight with her hands on her knees, and squinted at Lin Songyao who was paralyzed on the ground again, there was no light in his eyes now, and his eyes were like two pieces of cold black charcoal, "Control your mouth well, don't say anything, it's the best choice for you and me." ”

After speaking, she walked towards the door, stepped out of the threshold, turned her head and instructed the little maid who had been guarding outside, "Look at the young master, don't let him go out these days." Also, if anyone comes looking for him, he is said to have gone away. ”

***

Zhao Zimai was lying on the bed of the inn, his eyes were closed, there was a layer of blood scabs on his long eyebrows, and there were several dried blood marks on the corners of his forehead. Is the bedding underneath his body dark red? Even more set off his pale complexion? It's like a piece of snow that is about to melt away.

Baotian sat on a stool next to him wiping his tears? "My son-in-law has been clothed and fed since he was a child? Where has I suffered like this, if I should find the one who hurt him? He will be ...... ...... him"

"What will happen to him?" Sang sat on a stool a little farther away, listening to Baotian say this? I asked.

Baotian remembered that Zhao Zimai often taught him not to speak ill of him? He stopped talking and turned his anger on other places, "Are all the people in the government waste? I can't find out anything, Childe, he was injured like this alone? One by one, they sat there eating tea. ”

Sang turned his gaze to Zhao Zimai? said lightly, "It's useless for you to be angry with them, even if they investigate the case seriously, I'm afraid they won't be able to find out anything." Did you hear it just now, and they haven't investigated a few cases in the past few years? But there is no evidence of any clues, and every time a good living person evaporates from the world? Where do you let the people of the government start? Besides, as your son? They can't afford to offend, I think after all? It's just that the heart is more than enough and the strength is insufficient. ”

Baotian wipes his tears? Sudden enlightenment? "Could it be that these things have something to do with those gods and monsters? But the great immortal, you embroidered your soul in the Wubi Pavilion last night, but you didn't embroider anything. ”

"That's why I think it's a lot more complicated than we thought. Wild ghosts don't eat people, and there are no living souls in the Infinite Pavilion, so who is doing the blame? Could it be...... Person? ”

"Who?" Mu Cripple was coming in from outside with a basin of hot water, and a hand towel floated in the basin to wipe Zhao Zimai's body.

"It's easy to deal with people, people are better than ghosts." Baotian took the basin in Mu Cripple's hand, wrung out the hand towel, and said a word to Sang eagerly.

"You're wrong," Sang got up from the stool, and after walking to the bedside, it looked at Zhao Zimai's weak and sick face, and said quietly, "Talent is the most difficult to deal with, if there is no one, where in this world are so many resentful souls, where are so many ghosts who do not want to be reincarnated, the horror of the human heart is far beyond your imagination." So if you want to find that person, I'm afraid it's not an easy task. ”

Hearing it say this, Bao Tian sobbed again, he grabbed Zhao Zimai's cold hand, and his mouth seemed to have a stone in his mouth, "The matter of ghosts and gods, you are doing it, great immortals." But when it comes to solving the mystery, it depends on Childe, but now that he is lying here, unconscious, how can we catch the real murderer behind the scenes? ”

"Okay, don't smoke and ride here, like a little girl," Mu Cripple patted Baotian on the shoulder twice, "Take care of your son-in-law, he is sober, and he will naturally tell us who the murderer is, won't he be able to catch the murderer in one fell swoop when the time comes?" ”

"You're thinking too much about it again," Sang snorted disdainfully, "If the murderer's true face is seen, do you think he will spare Zhao Zimai's life?" ”

"yes," Mu lame grabbed his bare head and sighed, "But no matter what, it's only right to take care of Zhao Gongzi's body first, this water is going to be cold, Baotian, you should quickly wipe your son-in-law's body, ah?" ”

Baotian nodded obediently, stretched out his hand to unbutton Zhao Zimai, and after untying two, he looked up and found that Sang was staring at Zhao Zimai's open neckline, his eyes were very focused, so he hurriedly said, "Great immortal, there is a difference between men and women, although you are ...... You are, but it's better not to look at a man's body. ”

Before he finished speaking, Sang suddenly reached out, his fingers poked through Zhao Zimai's neckline, and touched his chest a few times.

Baotian and Mu Cripple froze, Baotian covered his eyes with a handkerchief, Mu Cripple was so panicked that he screamed a few times, and grabbed Sang's arm, "Great Immortal, you are okay, our Xiaowu is still a yellow flower girl, how can you ...... How can you touch a man's body? ”

"It's really long-winded." Sang grunted impatiently, stretched his hand out of Zhao Zimai's collar, and Mu Cripple looked intently, only to see that it was holding a thin silver medal in his hand.

"What is this? It doesn't look like your son-in-law's stuff. It spread the silver medal in the palm of his hand, and with the other hand, he pushed away Baotian's hands covering his eyes, "Why is your face so red, like a monkey's ass?" ”

Baotian blinked his eyes a few times, before he recovered from the shock, he grabbed the silver medal and softly read out a few lines of small characters engraved on it, "Chen Rui, Qianzao, was born on February 21 of the sixth year of Xianfeng, and was born in Qianxi Town. This is a birthday eight-character brand, but, who is this Chen Rui, and how can his birthday eight-character card be on the son? ”

Sang's gaze swept over Zhao Zimai's face, and there was a layer of wisdom in his eyes, "This is the clue he left, no, perhaps, this sign is a clue left by another person." It raised its head, "Baotian, is Qianxi Town far from here?" ”