The snow fell as soon as it was said, and by the time I got home, it was already falling.

For Yang Ling, snow is undoubtedly a good thing, it can stop some people's steps, and he can spend less effort. But for the common people, snow is undoubtedly a disaster.

The two walked hand in hand to the courtyard, and when they met the little girl and the little girl who were chattering, they immediately stopped laughing and saluted in a proper manner, Qu Xiaobai waved his hand: "You guys go play, don't be restrained." ”

The little girls and the boys dispersed in a proper manner, and they were quite polite.

The snowflakes were unhurried, sprinkled and sprinkled, looking soft and powerless, Qu Xiaobai suddenly had some feelings, so he slowed down and said, "Or, let's take a walk in the wooden corridor." ”

Yang Ling raised his face, felt the snowflakes, was a little cold, his clothes were not wet, and he turned his head to look at Qu Xiaobai: "You're not tired?" ”

"When you get home, you can go back to the house at any time when you are tired. It's rare to see such a leisurely snowflake, so I want to take a walk. ”

Qu Xiaobai took Yang Ling's hand and walked forward, saying as he walked: "I remember a poem I read before, but I still remember a few sentences in it, Yang Ling, can I read it to you?" ”

"Okay." Yang Ling said softly.

"Here, like the destined destination of the previous life, has reached a primordial harmony with you, with heaven and earth, and with all living beings. For the first time, in the falling snow, I heard where I was going. Snowflakes, without roots, but give me the feeling of home. Snowflakes, which look cold, are actually very gentle, gentle to the whole world. Snowflakes flying in the sky, you step on the snow, and the snowflakes fall all over your body, as if in a garden where white doves are flying. Do you hear, dear, by your side, I'm light, light, light into snowflakes. Steps, walking in the clouds, the more you walk, the lighter your body becomes, so light that in a place where flowers rain from the sky, and you, flutter up in the rain of flowers. The warmest thing I can think of is that with you, walking and walking, my head is white. Two people, with gray hair and hands still holding hands, walked out of a line of winding footprints in the snow, which turned out to be the most tearful, the sound of heaven. ”

"Yang Ling, this poem, it fits my current state of mind very well. I want to walk hand in hand with you in the snow, so that as we walk, we have white heads. ”

Originally, it was a temporary idea, and he wanted to read this poem to Yang Ling, but he didn't want to read it, and even spared himself, and he became a little sentimental for a while.

I happened to walk to the wooden promenade, and a thin layer of snow had fallen on the ice stream on one side of the promenade, and since it froze, the stream had become stagnant water, and the sound of water was no longer heard. The snowflakes fell on it, but there was actually no sound, but it seemed that they really heard the sound of the thud, Qu Xiaobai leaned on the gan, one hand was held by Yang Ling, the two of them were quiet, and no one spoke again.

Although he didn't speak, his hands were clasped together, but they were connected. It seems that not only can you hear the sound of snow falling, but also the sound of blood flowing through your veins.

It seems to be very subtle, and it seems to be very loud.

The maids saw that the two of them were here, but they didn't dare to come over to disturb them, and quietly detoured to other roads.

The snow drifted silently.

Unconsciously, a layer of snowflakes fell on the heads and bodies of the two people, white, looking at them from a distance, like two snowmen.

Xin Qingjun and Dong Lang passed by from a distance, and when they saw this scene, Dong Lang couldn't help but wonder: "What are the two of them doing?" It's snowing, it's still so cold, and it's not good to stay in the house when you come back. ”

The corners of Xin Qingjun's mouth slightly provoked a touch of arc, and his eyes were a little distant, "Little straight man, when will you understand, maybe, you will be able to have a woman." ”

"Boss, you understand so well, why don't you have a woman around?" Dong Lang pursed his lips, seeing that Xin Qingjun looked like he was going to beat him, and hurriedly added, "What do you want a woman to do?" Do you say, Boss? ”

Xin Qingjun: "...... yes, what do you want a woman to do?" Sometimes when I look at the Lord and the little housewife, he actually wants to have a woman. But where can you find a woman who can be satisfied?

After a long time, seeing that the sky had darkened, and the snowflakes could no longer see the shape, they only felt the slightest coolness falling on their faces, Yang Ling helped Qu Xiaobai and said, "Go back, it's getting late." ”

"Hmm." Qu Xiaobai responded obediently and softly.

"Carry you back, it's cold and the road is slippery." Yang Ling said, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards their courtyard.

After eating dinner and washing, Qu Xiaobai went to bed early. Yang Ling and Yi lay beside her, and after she fell asleep, she got up again, went out with gentle steps, and went to the study.

Ah Liu, who had been waiting for a long time, followed into the study.

"What happened last night?" Yang Ling asked straight to the point.

Ah Liu replied: "The Dragon Shadow Guard sent by the emperor is here, there are more than 20 people in total, and it is no longer realistic to stop it, so you can only open a killing ring." Liao Xing led people to do it, and the scene has been cleaned up. The body was transported to a mass grave and buried. ”

Yang Ling's eyes were uncertain, and he was silent for a moment before he said: "Go and tell them to be careful in the future, if you leak the news again, you will go to the Punishment Pavilion to confess." ”

Ah Liu arched his hand and said, "Yes." After a pause, he said, "Lord, do you need to deal with it over there?" ”

"There's no point in dealing with it, this matter has already been publicized, Mu Nanyun will know sooner or later, I have already gone to Mu Nanyun, I think about it, he will cover it up for me and not let the prince know about it. As long as the prince doesn't know, whoever knows will be fine. ”

Yang Ling's eyes revealed a hint of danger, but he lowered his head slightly, and Ah Liu didn't see his expression clearly.

Yang Ling didn't say anything more, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "You can go with me to see Feng Er." ”

Ah Liu's heart sank slightly. For the sake of the little master's mother, the lord has not interrogated Feng Er, originally prepared to interrogate after the Lantern Festival, but now it is just the second day of the Lunar New Year, but he wants to interrogate in advance, which can only show that the situation is already very serious, and the lord has to find out the details of Feng Er and take precautions as soon as possible.

Feng Er was locked up in Dong Langyun's courtyard, and during the Chinese New Year, Yun Buxian lived in his own house, and his house was empty, so it was temporarily used as a prison cell for Feng Er.

Moreover, Dong Lang's kung fu is good, and if he lives here, he can also watch Feng Er.

It's still early, Dong Lang hasn't slept yet, he is fiddling with a skull model in the wing room, there is no good material to make a skull model in this world, this skull, of course, is a real skull.

It is not known from whose cemetery he dug it up.

In this room, in addition to the skull, there are two complete skeletons, one for a man and one for a woman.

Usually, the house where he and Yun Buxian are idle is a forbidden place for everyone, and even those who are guarded by shadow guards don't like to come to this house.

After all, for them, killing people belongs to the scope of their profession, and it is not a hobby, who wants to go to see the white bones of the forest without anything?

Yang Ling glanced at the wing, "You go and call Dong Lang." ”

"Okay." Is this torture to extract confessions? After all, Dong Lang's little straight man didn't know how to interrogate, so he also used some Qihuang techniques, and gave a silver needle to prick an acupuncture point or something.

Ah Liu called Dong Lang and followed Yang Ling into the room where Feng Er was being held.

Yun Buxian's room is very simple, a table, a chair, a bed, a wardrobe, and the rest is a circle of bookshelves, the shelves are full of medical books, in addition to books on the table, there is also a medicine mortar for pounding medicine, and a tibia.

I guess I forgot to pack it when I left.

Feng Er's hands and feet were shackled, and there were no other precautions.

When a few people opened the door and entered, he was sitting at the table, staring at the shin.

Seeing Yang Ling come in, Feng Er looked unexpected, "I thought you weren't in a hurry, but I didn't expect to come so early." In the end, it is a young man, and he can't hold his breath. ”

He was calm, more calm than the day he first came.

There were no chairs in the room, so Yang Ling didn't sit down, glanced at Feng Er lightly, and said, "You fall into my hands, when you interrogate you, naturally I have the final say." ”

Feng Er said unhurriedly: "I have a military position, and I am on a temporary post in the military department, you are a little white cloth, and you dare to interrogate me?" ”

"Do you dare, I've already said it, why don't you join me another day when you go back to the military department to report on your work?"

Dong Lang couldn't help but laugh. Yang Ling glanced at him, his expression was frozen, and his face was busy tightening.

Feng Er turned upright, and his gray eyes seemed to reveal a touch of fierceness, "Come on, you won't let me go back to the military department." ”

"It depends on who you are and what you say." Yang Ling was faint, Ah Liu brought him a chair from outside, he sat down shortly, and looked at Feng Er with a little disdain in his eyes, "Feng Er, I don't want to be rough with you, do you want to say it yourself, or let me force you to say it?" ”

Feng Er sneered and said, "I want to learn your skills." ”

Yang Ling glanced at him, and suddenly smiled, that smile was actually very light, but in Feng Er's eyes, it was a little terrifying.

He tensed.

"Dong Lang, give you a chance to practice, let me see how your hypnosis is doing."

Dong Lang was overjoyed, "Okay." "What a surprise.

Ah Liu is a little confused, hypnosis? He didn't quite understand.

It's no wonder he didn't understand, these people were only recalled to Yang Ling after he recovered some of his memories, and he only heard about those things at the beginning, but he didn't know everything. And hypnotism was ordered by Yang Ling to prohibit publicity.

Feng Er was even more confused. What the hell is that? Is it a painful method?

Dong Lang walked to the table, his arm propped up on the table, he was short, looked at Feng Er level, and said, "Look at my eyes." ”

Feng Er opened his eyes, "Why should I look into your eyes?" ”

Dong Lang smiled, "I know you don't dare to look at it." Do you think I want to see you? Your eyes are so ugly that I don't want to look at you. Lord, if we don't get the needle instead, I've been studying the acupuncture points on the head recently, mainly studying several acupuncture points that can be inserted into the brain, such as the connection between the mandible and the root of the ear. ”

Dong Lang took out his silver pin bag from his wide sleeve, opened it, took the longest one, which was seven or eight inches long, shook it in front of Feng Er's eyes, and said seriously: "Lord, this silver enters from the root of the ear and penetrates into the brain, which can control people's brains." I'm not afraid that he won't say it. ”

"It's okay, you try." Yang Ling nodded expressionlessly.

Feng Er sneered: "Boy, do you think I will be afraid of you fooling? If this silver needle goes down, will I be alive? I'm dead, and you won't hear anything. ”

"We may not get it if you live. Besides, you haven't tried it, so how do you know that this silver needle can kill you? ”

Dong Lang put the silver needle in front of Feng Er and said, "Look at this silver needle, it's thin and long, it doesn't look like a murder weapon at all, does it?" ”

Feng Er's eyes shrank, gritted his teeth, and did not speak.

Sometimes, the murder weapon is not necessarily a bold sword, a slender silver needle, it can also kill people.