Chapter Seventy-Four: The Crime of Murder in the Back of Negative Anger
The room was quiet, only Xia Xia's angry gasps.
I propped up my stiff, cold legs and said, "I'll go back to my room and sleep." ”
Zheng Jewel hurriedly helped me, and I didn't refuse.
"You don't need to drink any more medicine, do you? There are no ghosts and no doubts, I can sleep well. "I know that Zheng Jewel must have added a slight sweat medicine to my medicine in order to let me sleep peacefully, so she always advised me to drink medicine, in fact, she wanted me to have a good rest, so as not to be frightened by the sudden ghost at night and make my condition worse, I did misunderstand her.
"It's all gone, you have fulfilled your promise to me, this time, you have worked hard." I said these sincere and unintentional words as I reached outward.
The people in the room still didn't move.
I went back to the room, turned around and lay down, Zheng Zhu didn't say much, stayed quietly in the room for a while, saw that I had not spoken, so she quietly went out, before leaving she left a small lamp for me, because I heard the sound of the candle burning softly.
I couldn't fall asleep at all, going back to my room to sleep was just an excuse for me to avoid them, I don't know how to explain this loss, they tried their best to protect me while tracking down the matter of Yan Wrong and the death case for me, I didn't understand anything like a fool, I only knew to lose my temper and blame them.
After a while, they came out of Xia Xia's house, and after a while in the courtyard, I heard the sound of a fire breaking and ignoring, as if someone was lighting a lamp.
Han San smiled: "In the middle of the night, why are you lighting so many lanterns?" Anyway, the most afraid of ghosts can't see it now. ”
Song Lingjian said: "I lit the lamp and burned your ancestral grave?" ”
Han San smiled: "A dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth. ”
Song Lingjian sneered.
Han San smiled and sat down on the chaise longue under the eaves.
Haipiao said softly: "I want to stay with Sister Fei." ”
"Whatever you want." Song Lingjian was not angry.
Haipiao: "Where is Miss Song going?" ”
Han San smiled and suppressed his voice.
Song Lingjian gasped, as if suppressing his anger.
Hai Piao laughed and was innocent: "Don't you like Miss Song?" ”
Song Lingjian said fiercely: "Don't follow me." With that, the footsteps went to the kitchen. After blowing the fire fold, the lantern should have been lit, and his voice looked very tired, and said, "I'll clean up the gold thread buried in the backyard, and you go back to the other courtyard." ”
"I'll help you—"
"Don't need you, don't mess with me." Song Lingjian dropped off the sea drift and walked to the kitchen by himself.
Hai Piao sighed lightly, it seemed that he had long been accustomed to Song Lingjian's bad attitude, and stood in the courtyard, breathing in my direction, he was looking at me in the room.
There was a faint stench wafting from the kitchen, a familiar smell of corruption—
Han San smiled and said, "It's for your good to let you go back." This smell is against your illness. ”
"Oh." Hai Piao left immediately.
I wanted to be cold for a while and ignore everything, but I was so soft-hearted that I couldn't bear to open the side window and said, "Be careful, this is how the sparks splashed last time." It still hurts. ”
Song Lingjian's voice was also buzzing, and he should have covered his mouth and nose, and said, "Don't be nosy, go to sleep." ”
I closed the window and sat still on the bed in a daze.
Song Lingjian burned the golden thread and walked in, seeing that I was sitting alone on the bed in a daze and didn't speak, he reached out and slowly took off my soaked veil.
Round and round, as the veil thinned, I could not feel any light, and my eyes did not relax as the gauze loosened, but tightened, as if squeezed by many hands.
Song Lingjian changed my veil, quiet and soft.
"Are you all right? Did the poison of the faith hurt you? If these injuries are directed at me, won't they be a burden to you? ...... "I'm already dead, and I don't want people around me to get hurt because of me."
"Mind your own business." Song Lingjian's voice was rare and soft.
"I don't believe Yan Cuo is such a person."
"How long have you known him? How to believe it or not? Song Lingjian's voice was as cold as his hand.
I held her hand and tried my best: "Although we haven't known each other for a long time, I just know." If he really wants to kill me, why bother to get yourself into it? ”
"Murder, you know a fart."
"You help me—"
"It has been handed over to the Yamen for public trial, and he himself has admitted it, how can he help?"
"There must be a way......
Song Lingjian turned his wrist, clasped my wrist between his fingers, smeared the potion on my wound that had not yet been fully scarred, and after treating the wound, he said, "Sleep", and left by himself.
"He didn't give the poison." As soon as Song Lingjian arrived outside the door, Han San said with a smile.
Song Lingjian stopped.
"Jin Niang was not strangled by him." Han San smiled and continued.
"After all, it's a calf, and you can't escape the eyes of your thousand-year-old tortoise spirit." Song Lingjian sneered.
"Yes, with just one pair of palms, I saw the overall situation - where did the thousand-year-old turtle spirit come from? Even if you scold people, you respect the scolding thing, a bit of normal people's logic, okay? ”
"He's poisoned?" Song Lingjian asked.
Han San smiled and asked, "You didn't see it?" ”
Song Lingjian: "I don't have the eyesight of your thousand-year-old dog's eyes." ”
"Haha, you really admit that you are not as good as me. His hands were cracked, dry, and rotten. I rambled at him that he had rubbed the antidote, and he admitted it. There is no solution to the poison of rust in the world, and the poisoning is like fire, and I quietly probed his internal strength, it is not weak, the injury on his hand has been for a while, it seems that it is not just a few days can be caused. Could he have died suddenly? ”
Song Lingjian said: "Rust is slow poison and will not cause sudden death." I heard him speak in a sonorous voice, much healthier than you. ”
"He didn't kill but admitted to murder, it seems that he really has nothing to love."
"You cannot live if you have done your own iniquity."
"No, no—" Han San thought for a moment with a smile and said quickly: "Since the poison was not given by him, and he himself was mistakenly hit by the strange poison, it shows that in addition to him, there is another mastermind behind the scenes who is assassinating people related to Xiuzhuang." Now there's a swallow wrong who voluntarily takes the blame—"
With a squeak, Han Sanxiao stood up from the chair.
"I'm going to sleep, goodbye." Song Lingjian looked like he didn't care about anything.
"Don't, you have to go with me, I don't have any money."
"What money did you bring with you when you went to visit the prison?"
"Who said I was going to visit prison? It is estimated that it is not too late, or go directly to buy incense candle ingots, and the newly burned paper money can bloom the flowers of friendship on his Huangquan Road. ”
"Get out." Song Lingjian wants to go home.
"Miss Song, come with me." Han San said with a smile.
Song Lingjian said viciously: "You dare to call me that again, poison you." ”
"Haipiao can be called, I call a sentence and you say you want to poison me?" Han San smiled and said heartbrokenly.
Their voices disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and Song Ling refused with a mouth, but still compromised.
I woke up in hindsight, if Yan Cuo is not the murderer, then he is the murderer of the black cauldron of murder, will the murderer be unfavorable to him?!
I hurriedly got up, put on a mess of clothes, and went out—
I groped in the alley, relying on my memories to go west—
"Ugh-"
I was in such a hurry that I couldn't calm down to listen to the sounds around me, and as soon as I got to the town street, I didn't know who I bumped into—
"Ouch, scare me!" The person who was hit stood up and suddenly shouted at me, "It's you Xiaoyanzi, you don't light a lamp when you go out in the middle of the night, and you wear a white dress, I think I'm a ghost." ”
I just remembered that I came out in a hurry, and I didn't even mention the lamp - but what difference does it make if I don't carry the lamp now, fortunately I bumped into an acquaintance Meng Wu.
"Sister Fei, where are you going? How dangerous it is to have no one by your side. "If there is Meng Wu, there must be Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu said worriedly.
"I-I'm going to the Yamen, I'm in a hurry to go to the Yamen-"
Meng Wudao: "What are you doing in the yamen in the middle of the night?" What's so fun about that? It's never too late to go back when it's dawn! ”
"I'm in a hurry, I must go!" I broke free of Xiaoyu's grip and walked forward.
Xiao Yu pulled me and said, "Don't worry, the black light is blinding, the west is so deserted, how scary-anyway, we have nothing to do, Old Man Meng, let's go with Sister Fei-"
Meng Wuen said: "Okay, okay, anyway, I'm bored just after supper, so it's not bad to go for a walk in Xitou." ”
Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Then I'll hold Sister Fei, you light up in front of you, hurry up-"
I didn't really want to be with them, because I was afraid that they would waste my time by fighting along the way.
But to my surprise, they were quiet all the way, and the pace was quite fast, and Xiaoyu was so strong that I had to walk with a lot of effort.
"Little Swallow, what are you doing in the Yamen? I'm so curious, tell me about it secretly. ”
I hesitated for a moment, then said, "I—I'm going to see someone." ”
"Who are you seeing? There was no one in the county government, just an adult who didn't like to laugh - and a fierce man. ”
I casually agreed, "Well, I'm looking for an adult for something." ”
"What's the matter, it's so urgent, I came out by myself in the middle of the night, and I didn't bring anyone else - is it something that can't be known by others?" Meng Wu's tone became very naughty, "But then again, except for Shopkeeper Mo, there are few men in this town who look decent, this new adult looks quite decent, Yanzi turns out that you like this type!" ”
I don't have the heart to understand his jokes, and I've been worried about Yan Cuo's safety-
"When you were eating night farming, did you see Han Sanxiao and Song Lingjian them?"
Meng Wudao: "Why do you want to see them?" - Hey, we've been here for a few days, and Miss Song Xiaoling hasn't seen her once, and I don't know if she's fat or thin—without the big guy Eleven, she must be thin, right? ”
That's not what you see? But they obviously came out earlier than me, so they may have secretly left to avoid Meng Wu.