"You entered the house and found blood on the ground?"

Luo Fan returned the table to its place, saw a few drops of blood under the pillar, and said in a low voice: "Your eyes are so good, you can see all these blood stains." ”

"Ha, who am I, I told you a long time ago, you are like this, master, I will fight eight at a time."

Because Zengshou pointed out that Zhang Kexin committed suicide, which could be regarded as clearing the suspicion of Mrs. Lin, Luo Fan felt much more relaxed, so he followed him and said: "Yes, you are very remarkable, I admit it." ”

"However, you are so sure that Zhang Kexin committed suicide?"

"Of course, you didn't see that Lin Zhishan was still stunned when he went out, and he almost hit the door frame!" Zengshou stroked his palms and laughed, "If he is a murderer, how can he walk into the scene of the murder and still have a charming mind, thinking about those who have not had." It wasn't him, he finally grabbed a man who could give what he wanted, and it was impossible for him to give up so easily. You have also seen Zhang Kexin's corpse, are there any festering scars in the backyard, this is miserable, almost turned into a lotus canopy. ”

Luo Fan didn't know what to say.

He thought about it and saw that the young scholar lying on the corpse bed, due to excessive blood loss, Sven's delicate face was pale without any blood, his eyes were closed, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. When he was alive, he was a young talent in the eyes of everyone, and in just two years, he sat on the position of the president of Ruyi Academy, and his future was limitless, after he died, he stripped off his clothes, and there was no cover at all, and any secrets on his body were displayed in front of him, and the scars in the backyard were truthfully recorded, fortunately, only he had seen it, the county order, and Zengshou and Luo Fan, otherwise it would have been spreading, and it turned out that the dean of Ruyi Academy was a ...... Messire.

Luo Fan couldn't imagine how he complained tactfully under the decrepit body of Lin Shanchang, and how he secretly communicated with Mrs. Lin.

No! My cousin can't be such a person, if she really has this heart, why did she have to watch the widow in the first place? The Lin family is a century-old scholarly family, but they have not forced teenage girls to keep the truth for a lifetime for a fiancé they have never met. This was Mrs. Lin's own choice back then, even if she was opposed by her parents and in-laws, she did not hesitate to keep her duty, how could such a woman have an affair with others.

But why did that Zhang Kexin hate her? Even if she dies, she has to be dragged to hell together, and it is said that it is entangled, and it is the love thread that is still messed up, and only love debts can make people live and die and love and hate are intertwined.

Luo Fan thought of a headache, and reached out and pressed his temple. Zengshou glanced at him: "Your cousin is not dead." ”

Luo Fan was shocked: "What? ”

"Look at your stupidity, you can stuff a stinky foot in your mouth." Zengshou simply sat on the table of the Eight Immortals, and his legs hung down and swayed. Luo Fan knew that he loved cleanliness very much, and seemed to have a habit of cleanliness, so he wanted to remind him that there were bloody handprints on the table, but seeing his smug face, he simply didn't say anything. I heard that Zengshou was still talking: "Last night, your cousin went to Ruyi Academy, I think it was Zhang Kexin who asked her to go, of course, when everyone goes out, there must be a maid to follow, why is the maid not there when she goes home to change clothes, and where did the maid go later?." ”

"You mean the maid hurt my cousin outside the city?"

"It's strange here, everyone is dead, why do you want to ruin her face, a woman, wrapped tightly in clothes every day, not to mention what characteristics are on her body, even male and female are difficult to distinguish......" Speaking of this, he smiled strangely, Luo Fan was dazzled by his smile, thinking that this person is really obscene, and his mind is full of what kind of flowers.

But he heard Zengshou continue: "As long as the body is tall, short, fat and thin, the face is ruined anyway, and no one can tell the difference between the corpse of the maid and the master, right?" ”

"What do you mean? My cousin killed the maid and pretended to be herself? ”

"Well, that's what you said, I didn't say it. Well, you're amazing, you've learned to kill your relatives in righteousness. ”

Regardless of the fire in Luo Fan's eyes, Zengshou jumped off the table, patted the back of his robe, frowned and said angrily: "Hey, there are bloody handprints on the table, you don't remind me." ”

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the door.

He is tall, his body is thinner and taller than that of ordinary men, his small waist is slender, and he walks to make people understand the meaning of the Yushu in the wind, and the wind swings the willow water, Luo Fan is dissatisfied with him, and he has to agree at this moment, this little white face is indeed excellent, and it is no wonder that Prince Cheng is bent on suppressing: others are smart, have many ghost ideas, and look so good, if he rises in the clan, where is there a place for Prince Cheng to speak.

"Hey, Zhang Kexin, you've suffered."

Before opening the door, Zeng Shou suddenly looked back at the corner. There a man in white stood quietly, his eyes full of tears, as if he had a thousand words to tell them.

"You are so stupid, after committing suicide, the bardo body cannot enter reincarnation, and you will stay in the bardo realm for a long time. Why bother, hey, it costs a lot of silver to exceed, do you have money? ”

The previous sentence of Zengshou was still sighing, and the latter sentence made Zhang Kexin's ghost immediately change his face.

Xia County Ling, pacing around the yard, the green bricks on the ground are estimated to be rubbed off by him A layer of dust.

When Lin Zhishan saw them come out, his face immediately relaxed: "I can go." ”

"Well, you can go."

Zengshou nodded, and said again: "Zhang Kexin asked the master to give you a good substitute." ”

Lin Zhishan stopped: "My lord is laughing again." ”

"No, I got the soul-attracting incense taught by the old monk, and just now Zhang Kexin's soul was drawn out, and he said it himself."

"Did he tell your lord who killed him?"

Xia County's language is sarcastic.

"Of course, he said that it was his own greed that killed him."

"Greed?"

Xia Xian Ling immediately looked at Lin Zhishan, who looked at his nose and nose, and did not mention that he would leave immediately, pretending to be nothing.

"I've been playing the piano to the cow all day long, I'm tired, Vice Luo will ask you to explain to the elm pimple." Zengshou pretended to stretch his waist and stretched out his hand, "Shunzi, help the master to go back to the house." ”

Shunzi stepped forward with a flattering face: "Master, you slow down, hey, this is not enough for our master to worry about all the way, really, everything has to be done by our master himself, master, there are steps here, slow down." ”

Chu Qi stuck out his tongue and squeezed his eyebrows at Luo Fan: "Those who know say that he is called a loyal protector, and those who don't know think that he is holding a pot-bellied woman." ”

Luo Fan opened the door and told Xia Xian Ling about all the traces in the house, who was stunned and hurriedly asked someone to find a person to come with a murder weapon to do a test on the spot to see if Zhang Kexin could really use this method to commit suicide.

"Xia County Order, you haven't seen so many clues on the scene, these deputy envoys must be truthfully written in the folds and reported to the imperial court as the basis for your assessment this year." Luo Fan's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, as if all these traces were found by himself, and he didn't have anything to do with his longevity.

"Yes, yes, yes, what the adults have taught."

Lin Zhishan gritted his teeth, stared at the little blood stain on the edge of the pillar, and smashed it in a circle with hatred: "Slut, you are cheap when you are alive, and you are cheap when you die!" ”

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