Chapter 160: The Death of Zichu
The two rooms in the heavy rain were pitch black, and Zichu walked into the courtyard in the dark, his whole body was soaked, and the wet water droplets flowed down his forehead and on his cheeks.
Push open the door, light the candle, and the bright light will dispel the darkness in an instant. He walked to the closet and took out a set of clothes to change out of his wet clothes. After changing clothes, the ink hair was scattered, and when I was about to wipe my hair, I found that there was no face towel.
So he went to the closet again and leaned over to look for itโ
The candles are flickering and the wind is whistling.
Behind the screen not far from Zichu, a black shadow slowly walked out, and the black shadow walked slowly, gradually heading towards the person who was hooking his body and concentrating on finding things.
He still held a thumb-sized hemp rope in his hand, and walked cautiously to the wardrobe step by step.
Danger looms but no one knows it.
"Ahh Finally found it. Zichu sighed deeply, picked up the face towel and was about to wipe his wet hair, when his eyes suddenly inadvertently saw the black shadow reflected above the wardrobe, and at the same time saw the long rope.
Suddenly, the alarm bell in his heart rang out!
When he was about to dodge, the black shadow took a step ahead of him and put the rope around his neck, and with one strangle, he completely lost the ability to resist. I can only struggle fiercely to get out of this deadly confinement.
The black shadow has a lot of strength, and the first time he strangled it was to constantly tighten it hard, and his technique was neat and not soft at all.
As the rope intensified and contracted, Zichu gradually lost the strength to resist, from constantly kicking the wardrobe with his feet to gradually slowing down and becoming weak. Even the hand that tightly pulled the rope slowly softened.
"For ...... For...... What the? โ
His eyes were round, his purple lips were furled, and he asked intermittently in a voice that was almost too faint to be heard.
However, the result of his question was that the black shadow was again very decisive and forceful.
The dark pupils gradually lost their luster, and in an instant they became dull and gray. He couldn't wait for an answer, his lips could no longer make a sound, and finally his hands slowly fell in the tight rope, ending his short life.
"Crackleโ"
A thunderclap sounded, and the white light made the entire Tianji Gate night like day. The wind howled, and the rain raged, ravaging the night until dawn.
The light of day broke through the clouds, and after a night of storm, the war finally stopped. In the early morning, the Tianji Gate was surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the green mountains were still green and green.
Last night's wind and clouds blew off many pear leaves and spread them on the ground, among which there were many green and small pear fruits.
Red Sleeves got up early, and the first thing he did was to quickly clean up the fallen leaves in the courtyard.
"Crunchโ"
The door opened.
Qu Wanwan walked out of the room in a white dress, with a shallow smile on her beautiful face.
"Sister Lou is early, when I clean up, I'll go to the cafeteria to get breakfast."
"No need, I can go by myself this morning."
As soon as Qu Wanwan's words fell, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Jing Lan, who was dressed in white, walked in from outside the door, but this time he didn't have the smile he used to have, and his expression was heavy, as if something major had happened.
"Jing Lan, why are you here so early?" Red Sleeves stopped what he was doing, puzzled.
"Senior Brother Zichu, he's dead." After Jing Lan finished speaking, the expression on her face became even more sad and painful.
"Dead?"
Red Sleeves and Qu Wanwan were slightly surprised.
"Hmm." Jing Lan nodded heavily, "Early this morning, the junior brother who lived with him found out that he had committed suicide by hanging beam, and he also wrote a suicide note to explain all the ins and outs. โ
Jing Lan lowered her head, unable to hide her sadness, "Why do you think he is so stupid?" It's good to make a mistake and correct it later, even if you are expelled from the school, you don't have no way to live! Isn't there a saying that says? It's better to die than to live, why can't he think about it? โ
"Jing Lan, the deceased is gone, don't be too sad." Redsleeves whispered comfortingly.
He's dead?!
Qu Wanwan's eyes were calm, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Can we go and see?" After all, this seems to have something to do with me. โ
She wanted to see if he was committing suicide or if he had another hidden secret, because she always felt that Zichu's death was very strange, and according to what Red Sleeves said last night, Zichu did not show his desire to die after expressing his position. If he wanted to seek death, he would have been cut off immediately when they exposed it at the banquet, where would he go back to his room before he had the idea of seeking death.
Both the time and the behavior seem a little grotesque!
Jing Lan shook her head, "Early in the morning, the master ordered someone to send his body home, and now I'm afraid he is already on his way." โ
"Did he really kill himself?" Redsleeves asked suspiciously.
"Yes! Originally, we didn't believe it, but the suicide note was indeed written by him. If he had been killed, there would have been traces of a fight in the room, but none of these had been damaged, and not a single thing in his room had been damaged. Moreover, there was a junior brother living next door, and he didn't hear any unusual sounds all night. Moreover, except for the marks on his neck, Zichu's body was not injured anywhere else. โ
The corpses were all sent down the mountain, and Qu Wanwan could only give up even if she wanted to see it.
Could it be that you are thinking too much?
Si Yan was so careful and careful, if there was anything wrong, he should be able to see it.
"That's a pity, I wanted to see it." Qu Wanwan said sadly.
Jing Lan raised her eyes and looked at her, "Senior Sister Lou, don't think too much, the fault is Zichu, it was he who was confused, not only put you in danger, but also almost made a big mistake." Although the price of clarification in the end was too great, the truth was finally revealed. โ
"I understand that he has atoned for his sins with his life, what else can I say. Actually! Even if I knew it was him, I wasn't so angry when he confessed, people are not saints and sages, and knowing that mistakes can be corrected is the best way to make up for it. It's a pity that he didn't understand it and chose to end it in this way. Qu Wanwan sighed.
There are many disciples of Tianji Sect, and one or two insignificant people who have died can't make any waves, and after a short period of sadness, they quickly enter an orderly daily life.
Jiang Huatian read the master-apprentice relationship and did not eliminate the Tianji Gate, and in his home, he only wrote a cursive letter to tell the ins and outs of all things.
Afternoon.
"Senior Sister Lou, you wait."
The familiar voice made Qu Wanwan pause, she turned around, and saw Mu Rong walking briskly, still holding a small snack wrapped in paper in her hand.
"Senior Sister Lou, celebrate your clearing of grievances." Mu Rong smiled and handed over the snack in his hand.
Look at this smile is really happy, Zichu is also your junior brother, I don't see the existence of this brotherhood at all!
Qu Wanwan took the snack and said softly, "Thank you." โ
"Alas! Originally, I was a little eyebrow-raising, but if the senior brother hadn't intervened, I would have been able to find out the truth in a day or two. But the senior brother is also very powerful, so the next set will make people fall into the trap, where is it like me to look for evidence everywhere, I almost opened the door of the heavenly machine. Mu Rong said with a slight loss.
Qu Wanwan couldn't hear the meaning, what he meant was that although Si Yan found out the truth, it was all opportunistic, and if people saw through it, he wouldn't succeed.
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