How can a person's head suddenly be cut off?

Don't say that Jiang Yanzhi doesn't believe it, even Min Weixiu won't be fooled by such arguments.

It's just that the little lady's head is different, but it's real.

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at Wang Kun with disgust, his appearance now with a lot of snot and tears was really different from the appearance of shaking his fan and toeing proudly before.

Such a comparison makes people feel disgusting more and more.

To exonerate such a disgusting person made Jiang Yanzhi feel more and more like he had swallowed a fly.

As soon as he entered the door, he knew that Wang Kun was innocent, but he couldn't figure out a little, how could his head fall off?

Jiang Yanzhi thought about it and asked, "What is the deceased's surname, what is his origin, and why is he here?" ”

Wang Kun shook his head, "I only know that her name is Hongxiang, but she is this exiled camp prostitute, and I don't know anything else!" ”

Min Weixiu listened uncomfortably, once this person is exiled for a crime, most of his relatives will have a miserable fate, and it is light to be a slave and a maid, if he becomes a military prostitute, he will do miscellaneous labor during the day and ...... at night It's better to live than to die.

"No wonder Wang Jianjun has the old problem of back pain, and he still prostitutes ...... day and day at his age" Min Weixiu thought about it, and couldn't help but mock.

Wang Kun's old face flushed, "I have been tricked, as soon as I enter the camp, she is already waiting inside." ”

Min Weixiu took a sip, the old rascal still blamed others for everything! Then he walked up to the red incense and stretched out his hand to make her close her eyes.

People are dead, so you can't die without seeing them.

Jiang Yanzhi shook his head, walked to Min Weixiu's side, endured the discomfort, looked at the incision of the skull, and knew that he would have brought Zhang Chengzuo here! Such a scene is really a bit scary.

"Lu Bing, if you take the knife in the hand of Wang Jianjun, can you cut off people's heads with one sword?"

Lu Bing walked over, picked up the bloody knife over there, and waved it in the air, "The blade is too light, and it is easy to get stuck." ”

Min Weixiu also nodded, as far as the knife in Wang Kun's hand was concerned, in her opinion, it was a fruit peeler, and if she slashed at someone, there would be a hole at most.

If you want to cut off your head with a knife, it is not something that ordinary people can do, Lu Bing is a person who practices martial arts, but Wang Kun's family is weak and weak, and he has no power to restrain the chicken.

It was absolutely impossible for him to use this knife to cut off Hongxiang's head.

Moreover, when she passed by with Jiang Yanzhi, she only heard Wang Kun's scream, not Hongxiang's scream. Obviously, things are developing very fast, Hongxiang died before she had time to call, and Wang Kun's terrible cry was definitely frightened.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, Wang Kun did not lie, and the murderer was not him.

Jiang Yanzhi rolled the red incense head, flicked it, and looked at it again......

"Wow", Wang Kun, who was huddled aside, almost didn't vomit...... You grew up in a golden nest, why are you so ...... What an insult!

If Jiang Yanzhi knew what he thought, he would be angry, and if you look at the dead every day, then you wouldn't be afraid!

Besides, I don't know who it is, Sven sweeps the floor.

"What strange things happened before this Hongxiang died?" Jiang Yanzhi asked.

Wang Kun thought about it and shook his head.

Jiang Yanzhi rolled his eyes, "Think about it again, for example, is there something on the neck of that red incense?" A necklace or something like ......"

Wang Kun's old face turned red, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "Yes, there is indeed a dog bell around her neck." It's tied with a red rope...... She wanted to take it off and put it on me, but before she could do it, she died, and I was so frightened that I stepped back, and when I looked at my body again, I don't know when, she stuffed a knife......"

Jiang Yanzhi nodded, basically the same as he thought.

He knew it in his heart, and he didn't panic, and pointed to the red incense head and said, "Father-in-law, look, isn't this neck wound very strange, the skin and flesh are squeezed inward, and that feeling is like being broken by something very thin." ”

"I read a dossier in Dali Temple, and there is such a strange story in it. It was a beautiful spring day, and a man galloped on horse, and his friend chased after him, but the man fell off his horse suddenly, and at a glance he had already cut his throat. ”

"At that time, there were only two men and friends, and the friends were naturally arrested as suspects. But later it turned out that it was a kite string that killed the man. ”

The people in the room were amazed, and Wu Guogong's eyes widened, "That kite string can also kill?" ”

Jiang Yanzhi looked at Min Weixiu with a smile, "Weixiu should be clear about this matter, when women do needlework, sometimes if they don't pay attention, a thin silk thread can cut a hole in their hands." Everyone knows how strong the horse is when it runs, and when it hits the straightened kite string, it is like hitting the blade of a knife. ”

Wu Guogong laughed out loud, "My family only shows that they can't do needlework!" With a few stitches, you can poke your fingers into the bloody holes, and those who don't know think they've been caught by Gundam and interrogated! ”

Min Weixiu coughed, Dad, you don't hit people in the face, you don't expose people, what about this case, can we not talk about this?

Jiang Yanzhi immediately remedied, "There are so many maids and wives in the house, of course Weixiu doesn't have to do needlework!" In short, it's such a reason, as soon as I saw this red fragrant wound, I thought of this case. I just don't understand, it's in the house, there can't be a kite or something, even if there is. Wang Kun didn't ride a horse, wouldn't he see the line when he walked in? ”

After listening to what he said, I became more and more sure that this red incense was first wrapped around my neck and covered with a red thread. So Wang Kun didn't find out, and then ...... at some point There was a tragedy. ”

Jiang Yanzhi said, pausing, "But this can cut off the head, obviously that thread is not an ordinary thread, and the pulling force is not an ordinary ......."

When Wu Guogong heard this, he interrupted him, "I'm confused when you say this, isn't the kite a string straightened, and people hit it?" This red incense is not riding a horse, how can it be cut to death? If it was like a horse bolt, how could she be on the bed if she was pulled and dragged off the bed and then hit the camp wall? ”

Jiang Yanzhi thought for a while and said to Lu Bing, "Come, you can demonstrate how Hongxiang died." ”

Lu Bing couldn't wait to run away, the king, he used to fall to his death in a performance, but now he wants to turn around in a performance......

What should I do, I really haven't studied this, I can't act!

And even if I learned how to turn around, then I didn't learn how to sew my head back on!

If this continues, he is afraid that he will die young before he gets married!

"Yes, King!" Lu Bing said.