The man's body, which was found last night, was parked in the firewood room where the coolie laborers lived, and was placed on a wooden board covered with a white cloth.

Si Ying changed into his head-catching clothes, straightened his waist, held the handle of the knife at his waist, and stood majestically at the door of the firewood room.

The housekeeper Wang Dalin was full of smiles, stood aside and bowed his waist and said: "I'll just say that the young man is strong and strong, and at first glance he is a person who does great things." Unexpectedly, it was the son of Lord Zhizhou, and the visit of the prince to my palace really made this place shine, and the son was shining! ”

Si Ying waved his hand impatiently, pushed open the door and walked towards the firewood room, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, don't hinder us from performing official duties." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Dalin nodded again and again, and said earnestly: "Childe, what do you need my Wang to serve?" ”

Si Ying stopped, looked sideways at him and said dissatisfiedly: "If you can do anything, what do you want us to do to catch heads?" ”

Wang Dalin's smile stiffened on his face, Si Ying ignored him and walked towards the firewood room, Chen Zixi followed behind him, looking at Si Ying's arrogant appearance and couldn't help but be a little funny.

Si Ying looked back at him and couldn't help laughing: "This is called feng shui turns." ”

Chen Zixi sneered and walked towards the corpse.

The man's corpse looked terrifying, and Si Ying didn't have the courage to take a second look, standing aside and waiting for Chen Zixi's autopsy results.

Chen Zixi squatted down and lifted the white cloth, but this glance surprised him.

"What's wrong?" Si Ying closed his eyes and hurriedly asked him.

His eyes were closed.

"Huh?" Si Ying opened his eyes suddenly, and the man's bloody face came into view, and he suddenly retreated half a step, and the bones in his whole body trembled, squeaking and shaking.

"He, he ......"

"It was closed."

Chen Zixi opened his mouth, staring at the bloodstained face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What do you think of?" Si Ying asked.

"Someone came last night."

"Could it be a murderer?"

Chen Zixi's eyes sank but he didn't speak, Si Ying was shocked, could it be that the murderer came here just because he closed his dead eyes, what other unknown purpose would there be, if he was not the murderer, who would be the one who closed his eyes for him?

Chen Zixi stood up and lifted all the white cloth on the corpse, lowered his head and examined it carefully, and found that the cut marks on the lower half of the corpse were shallow and deep into the knife, and there were obvious marks of seesawing.

"There's a problem."

"What's the problem?" Si Ying asked him by covering his eyes with his hands.

"The knife is shallow, and the knife is deep, indicating that the knife cut into the deceased is cut back again."

"How can this be explained?" Si Ying frowned.

"This shows that the murderer is not good at using a knife, and he does not have so much strength when he slashes, or he has a deep hatred for the deceased himself." Chen Zixi spoke in a low voice.

"You mean......" Si Ying's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, his wound was very fleshy, and half of his leg was cut off while he was alive."

Chen Zixi stood up and couldn't help but be shocked, it seemed that the murderer was a ruthless person.

"God, how can there be such a ruthless person in this world." Si Ying was surprised, at this time, he didn't have the fear of Fang Cai, and he had so much pity for the deceased.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Chen Zixi, and suddenly asked, "Zixi, if you see your enemy, will you be so ruthless?" ”

"Ruthless?" Chen Zixi squinted at him and sneered, and said with a gloomy face like a ghost: "If it is my enemy, I will use my sword to cut off his flesh piece by piece, and feed it to the dogs." What's the matter, Si Da wants to try it? ”

Si Ying felt a cool breeze coming from his spine, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck and said, "Ha, I just asked casually, casually asked." ”

Chen Zixi raised his hand, the white cloth flew out and covered the corpse, he turned around and left, Si Ying hurriedly stopped him, and said hurriedly: "You just left." ”

"Or else? The rest is your headcatcher. ”

Si Ying pursed her lips at him and yelled at the door: "Steward Wang! Come here, I have something to ask you. ”

——

After many days of recuperation, Feng's wound had begun to scab over, and the new flesh that had grown made her can't help but tickle through her clothes.

Forget Chen suddenly pushed the door in, there was no expression on his indifferent face, he sat on the bed, lifted the spoon and gave her medicine.

Feng Qian sighed softly, lowered his eyes and said, "Forget the dust, what are you insisting on?" ”

Although the care in the past few days has been considerate and thoughtful, but Wuchen suddenly seems to have changed as a person, becoming indifferent, maybe he hasn't changed at all, but she has changed.

He raised his eyes and chuckled: "I have never been obsessed, it is you who are obsessed." ”

"I ......" Feng tilted her head and looked elsewhere, maybe, they shouldn't be meeting, she didn't want to be naked embarrassed in front of him, perhaps, before the soul bottle was full, they shouldn't meet.

"Maybe, but forget the dust, maybe I'm wrong......"

Forget the dust, the soup spoon in his hand slipped into the bowl, and the sound was extremely crisp, but it made Feng Qian feel heartbroken.

"Wrong, what are you talking about, was it wrong for you to kill Lingxin back then, or was it wrong for you to fall in love with me Qingyun!"

Forget Chen's voice wanted to thunder, Feng Qian felt like five thunderbolts, her whole body trembled violently, and her face was pale like a dead person.

"I'm not! I'm not! Feng Qianxin suddenly covered her face with her hands, she couldn't, couldn't face him so unbearably, she would rather Mu Yang in his memory be a ruthless, dare to love and hate woman, rather than sell her soul at this time, the humble and unbearable Feng Qianxin.

Run, run, yes, she's going to run!

Feng jumped up with a bullet in her heart, and ran out of the door barefoot, the movement was too big, and the wound that had just grown burst open again, she didn't care, there was only one thought in her heart, that is, to get out of here, to leave him!

"Where are you going to flee to?" Forget Chen shook off the bowl in his hand and restrained her, his eyes were filled with blood-devouring light: "Mu Yang, where are you going to escape!" ”

Feng poured into watching the medicine bowl shattered on the ground, just like her state of mind at this time, tears couldn't stop flowing, she covered her face with her hand, but was pulled down by Forget Chen, and roared: "Since you and I met, you have been atoning for your sins, is it that what you are doing at the end of the desperation is not atonement for the soul, what are you wrong!" ”

"Atonement ......" Feng Qianxin slowly lowered his hands, raised a pair of teary eyes to look at him, and the gray figure in his teary eyes was blurred.

"Could it be that my nine years of love for you are just atonement in your eyes?"

"Love?" Forget Chen's eyes flashed with a touch of mockery, and he sneered: "If it weren't for you, how could I lose my love forever!" ”

Feng's heart was like a knife, these few words, to her ears, every word seemed to be pierced on the tip of her heart, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"I didn't mean to, it was just an accident."

"Accident?" The hatred rising in the indifferent eyes of Forgotten Dust was so turbulent that it drowned her like the sea.

"But aren't you still alive? I don't know how you set up a blindfold to cut off her heart and flesh in front of my eyes to pay for her life, but aren't you still alive now? And the spiritual heart is suffering in the hells of the ten directions, isn't it you who is the culprit of all this, isn't it you!? ”

Feng Qian looked at his hateful appearance and wanted to laugh, laughing at her for being so infatuated and stupid, even if he had been cultivating Buddhism for five years, but when he saw her as a murderer, he would still hate the root of his teeth.

"Then you kill me." Feng Tianxin suddenly calmed down, took out the bone knife from the baggage, stretched out his hand and handed it to him, and said calmly: "Forget the dust, no, Qingyun, you can kill me." ”

"Why should I kill you?" Forget Chen suddenly reached out and knocked the knife off her hand, took a step closer to her, and suddenly reached out to clamp her chin, he pursed his lips, and the coldness in his eyes gradually deepened.

The wounds on her body gradually increased, and they actually meandered into a thin stream, bits and pieces of shock, spreading on the cyan gauze skirt, red as a flower.

He said, "You owe me a lot, so find eternal life and atone for your spiritual heart." ”

After that, he shook off his hand fiercely, Feng tilted his heart and body was unstable, and he was thrown to the ground by him.

He raised his legs and walked out of the door, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, and coldly left a sentence: "You live well, this life is not something you want or don't want!" I'll fry a bowl of medicine for you. ”

With that, he walked out with his legs raised, not wanting to stay with her for a moment longer.

The moonlight shone through the curtain and hit Feng Qianxin's eyes like hoarfrost, stinging her tears like a river, she actually laughed out loud, laughing out loud and desperately, even though this pleasure was accompanied by a deep sting from her heart.

She looked up at the moon outside the window, and she still remembered that when she paid for her life, the moon was as big and round as it is today, and she could not finally swim in the river of fate, which was so deep that it wanted to drown her.

——

In the dead of night, Chen Zixi couldn't sleep, and planned to go to the haunted clearing again. Walking through the corridor where the servant lived, he frowned when he heard an angry scolding from a distance.

He didn't want to be idle, and as soon as his steps turned, he stepped through the corridor and turned to the other end, but the faint voice of a woman in the wind made him stop.

"I didn't mean to."

This sentence is small, but his ear is very good.

"Slap", a slap on the woman's face, the woman's face turned to the side, but stubbornly pursed her lips tightly.

"Dead girl, hit someone, and don't apologize for doing something wrong!"

The domineering big girl pinched her waist and stared at her, pointed to her forehead and said: "Rong Thirteen, let me tell you, I have deeper qualifications than you, and I want to fix you, you can't find a way to cry, hurry up and apologize to me!" ”

Rong 13 hung his head, twisting the skirts on both sides with both hands, but he didn't say anything.

The big girl scolded angrily: "Okay, you dead girl, you wait for me!" Then he turned and left.

Rong Shisan still hung her head, and by the faint light of the corridor, Chen Zixi saw that a tear from her eyes fell to the ground and melted into the night, but she still pursed her lips tightly.

Chen Zixi didn't think it was funny.

"Thirteen ......"