Dongzhan saw Ming Jin coming, his eyebrows lowered, and he strode over to stop people, "Why is Miss Jin here, it is not appropriate to go in front." ”

"It's okay, it's not the first time I've seen a dead person."

Calm and calm.

When Dongzhan heard this, his eyes flashed, but he no longer blocked it, and directly turned sideways to let Ming Jin pass.

After walking a few steps, there was no one to stop him, and he directly saw the corpses all over the ground after the fierce battle by the stream, one of which was particularly obvious, Ming Jin only glanced at it and paused, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

Dongzhan thought that this person would still pretend to be a little more serious, so he pretended to be okay, but he didn't, but he saw that Ming Jin's face turned a little pale, took a step back, covered his mouth, and supported the mulberry tree on the side with his back to everyone.

Dongzhan, who obviously satisfied his bad thoughts, was inexplicably embarrassed, and he couldn't say anything for a while, so he just let the same pale and disgusting peony take Ming Jin away.

"No, I'm fine."

Ming Jin turned around, had regained his composure, and went back to Zhao Jinghuan's corpse, first looking at the other party's severed limbs, dissected stomach, and a crump of chopped blood between his legs, and finally his eyes fell on his face.

The skin of the face is cut off, but it fits in its original place.

"If it weren't for this cheek, I really can't imagine that he is Zhao Jinghuan."

Dongzhan heard Ming Jin murmuring in a low voice, and couldn't help but say: "Such a method is extremely cruel and terrifying, Miss Jin should leave as soon as possible." ”

Ming Jin didn't move, but took the initiative to describe the details of the scene in front of him.

"Break the limbs, but they are neatly in place, cut the belly and intestines, and break...", jumped, and skipped the woman's inappropriate words, "Untie the skin, stick to the face, how do I think this is like a ritual." ”

Dongzhan felt that Ming Jin's words were useful.

"Master Dong, there are actually two groups in the mountains, one is a cult person, who rescued Li Qingyue before, and they have also shot at me."

Dongzhan suddenly became sensitive, he was quite concerned about this matter, his eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "I did see some corpses of black-clothed people over there in the Mass Hall, and I think they are not very compatible with Jiang Yuandong and his gang, and they are really not the same, but where they come from, I will send someone to investigate." But why did Miss Jin tell me about this? I thought you'd be tucked away. ”

When he was in the main hall before, he did have the heart to get confirmation from her, but the latter was obviously disgusted.

Why do you take the initiative now.....

He was inexplicably a little skeptical and speculative.

"To-sama, can I trust you?"

Ming asked him.

Dong Zhan clenched the long knife on his waist, and said coldly: "It's about official affairs and the law, if it's a gangster, you can trust me." ”

"That's right." Ming Jin turned around, his tone was rather cold, "I don't believe in the Eastern War, but in the Eastern Lord of Wuling." ”

Dongzhan was speechless, but when he heard Ming Jin passing by, he whispered: "I am tired of Dongda, and I have preserved the traces of the scene well, and it is estimated that it will not be long after... There will be people from the Imperial Court Supervision Yuan. ”

Knowing the seriousness of the battle, Dongzhan looked solemn, and responded, and said: "Now that the situation is like this, please leave Luanxi Stream with others." ”

"Hmm."

Ming Jin returned to the main hall under the escort of the Eastern War, but he saw many people bustling and talking, and he should have known the news of Zhao Jinghuan's death, and it was rumored that he had noses and eyes.

Dongzhan knew that the news had leaked at a glance, and he swept over his men and horses with some annoyance, and the latter group of people were all innocent and embarrassed.

To be honest, they are not from the dead, they are all people of public power who receive salaries, and many of them are from small local families who have entered the gilding, and they have some relationships with some of the families present, and it is normal that they can't hide it.

It's just that Dongzhan felt very embarrassed - he deeply realized that Xie Mingjin's group of people were very well-behaved.

"Don't talk about criminal cases!"

The Eastern War shouted harshly, and everyone calmed down.

At this time, in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain three miles to the east, the person who went up the mountain alone and passed by Xu Qiubai had already gone down the mountain at this time, and slowly washed the blood stains in his hands at the mouth of the stream downstream of Luanxi Stream.

Behind him stood a group of lifeless men in black.

There was only one woman in the black, whose face was a little pale.

"I didn't take you up to see it with my own eyes, what are you afraid of?"

Li Qingyue took a deep breath and said weakly: "But you have been describing those details in detail since you came down. ”

"Oh, I almost forgot." The man sighed and shook off the drops of water from his hands, "Maybe, I just need someone to admire." ”

After speaking, he looked at Li Qingyue faintly, his voice was slender and soft, and he looked a little like a woman.

"Can you appreciate it?"

Li Qingyue's whole body was tense, and she could only maintain a respectful and fearful posture.

"You wish I could, I could."

The man chuckled.

But Li Qingyue was thinking in her heart - she escaped from hell, but she went to purgatory.

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The carriages and horses are long and orderly, the scenery is as good as before, but I don't see everyone coming when they are lively, and the noble sons who call for wind and rain are especially low-key today.

After returning to the Xie family, Ming Jin asked a family physician to take proper care of Xu Qiubai, and then sat down and fell into deep thought.

Peony knew that this encounter had a great impact on Ming Jin, and she didn't want her to worry about this kind of thing all the time, so she reminded her that the hot water was ready and she could bathe and change her clothes.

After calling twice, Ming Jin turned around, answered, got up and moved, and just untied the outer skirt and saw the blood stains on the skirt and sleeves.

Lin was nervous when she was examined before, but she was able to reassure the other party, saying that it was not her own blood.

When she saw it now, she remembered Xu Qiubai who rushed over to block the arrow for her at that time.

Regarding the placement of this person in the mansion, Xie Mingyue and the others also knew that the latter had saved Ming Jin, although they didn't dare to say anything, but those people were afraid that she would fall in love with this scholar who was a gentleman's friend because she was moved.

But.... What the facts are, only she knows herself.

"Although I was rescued, I still doubt people, when did I start to lack such morality." She said to herself, a little helpless and self-deprecating.

Maybe since four years ago, her wariness has been far above all else.

But in the end, he called out a name.

"Xu Qiubai."

She was wondering when he would appear.

The fingers twisted over the traces of blood, quickly released, and let the light and soft skirts fall to the ground one by one, the delicate and gorgeous sea, sky and mountain forest screens seem to be transparent, and it can be seen that the slender and delicate body is reflected under the warm yellow candlelight, and there is gradually a light sound of water, and the porcelain jade moistens the water.

Looming.

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The news of Zhao Jinghuan's death was undoubtedly a storm, and the sensitive and cautious people had already smelled the political crisis, and they all closed their doors again to avoid being implicated.

But there are also some who are not sensitive and imprudent, blindly breaking up this unusual homicide case, speculating with the greatest malice, and letting it spread loudly.

But these don't seem to have anything to do with the parties, Ming Jin nested at home again, originally the Xie family thought she was avoiding the rumors outside, but found that she didn't even pay attention to the beautiful Mr. Xu.

The life-saving benefactor didn't ask about the other party's injuries for five days in a row.

That's unusual, isn't it?

"You finally put my words at ease and ignore that little white face?"

In the study, Xie Mingyue practiced calligraphy with a brush in one hand, but before she could write two strokes of a word, she couldn't hold back and spit out such a sentence, old-fashioned and shameless.

Ming Jin, who was flipping through the book, didn't look at her, only turned the pages of the book, and replied lightly: "As you wish, isn't it?" ”

"It's good, it's good, but he saved you, according to what you said before, I specially asked people to inquire, his reputation is very loud in their Jiangdong side, and he is very talented, they all said that if he wasn't seriously ill with his parents, in order to take his parents' bodies back to Wuling's hometown for burial, and give them filial piety, so he was delayed for three years, and he is probably an official in the court now."

"Young and promising, effective in scientific research, and life-saving grace, you are really not moved?"

Xie Mingyue's trickiness has no bottom line, no matter what, she can find faults.

"Will I be able to make a promise if I am saved?"

Ming Jin's attitude was a little cold, light, like a wisp of breeze wafting in under the wide open window, "There are more than how many guards who have sacrificed their lives for me, and I don't know how many times, if you really want to make a promise, I'm afraid I'm busier than the girl in the Qinglou." ”

Burst!!

Xie Mingyue, who was taking the second cup of tea after taking the peony and boiling the tea, took a sip of the cow.

"You.... Well, I was wrong. ”

Xie Mingyue was about to accuse Ming Jin, but when she saw the latter sweeping a glance, she immediately shrank her head and obediently disposed of the tea that was squirted out, but muttered in her mouth: "How can it be the same." ”

Although she didn't take that poor scholar in her eyes, but a guard is a guard, and she should save them.

How can it be possible to be a master?

"It doesn't seem to me to be any different."

Ming Jin didn't say much, because the people from the Supervision Yuan arrived.