The sun is entwined with thin clouds, emitting a faint dazzling white light.

Feng poured his heart to sit at the table, and there were ten satin brocades and palindromic poems quietly on the table, and the sunlight crossed the two things with a layer of orange and red, which was not as beautiful as the things in the world.

She measured it carefully but couldn't see through the mystery, Feng Tianxin let out a long sigh slightly, what did Han Lian want to tell her?

So she decided on one thing, one thing she had to do.

Autopsy, she wants to examine Hanlian's body.

On the night of Hanlian's death, it didn't take long from the time she fell under the window to Chu Ci and his party coming here, and she couldn't come in time for the autopsy in a hurry, and Hanlian's death was indeed very strange, there was no big wound on her head, but where did the big pool of blood under her head come from?

And the second floor of the inn where she lived that day was not very high, and there was soft fluffy grass under the window, why did Han Lian fall to her death?

It's just that Feng Qianxin is a little difficult, Han Lian's body is in Chu Ci's room, I'm afraid he won't let himself go to the autopsy, so he has to think of a way.

At night, the temperature in the twin towns was very low, and from time to time there were one or two whimpering cicadas and owl wails, and the moonlight was white in the distant sky, and looking down from the sky without the slightest cloud, Hanlian Pavilion was dim in a bleak moonlight.

There were two people who touched the ridge of the back door of the Chu family all the way, and quietly landed in the Hanlian Pavilion from the window.

There was silence around the pavilion, and the shadows of the black trees kept shaking on the window paper, like a ghost with teeth and claws.

In the dark, Si Ying carried a bag, the mouth of the bag was covered with a rope, and then he took out half of the incense from his arms, turned his head to Feng on the side and said, "Everything is ready." ”

Feng Qian nodded and said, "Next, it depends on how powerful your grandmother's illusion is." ”

Si Ying laughed twice and said, "You can just take a look." ”

After that, the bag was opened, and a little green light gradually floated out from it, and the Hanlian Pavilion was immediately reflected dark and weird, and the fireflies flew out in a flock, fluctuating, as if a fierce ghost was carrying a green lantern, which was really terrifying!

Si Ying lit the half of the incense, and a psychedelic aura spread silently, and he and Feng poured their hearts to take the antidote, and said, "Pour your heart, leave it to me here." ”

Feng Qian nodded and instructed, "Be careful." ”

After that, she pushed open the window and immediately disappeared into the night, and then, she heard the Chu family's compound frying.

The moonlight floated quietly among the treetops like sparkling water, everything was so quiet and serene, except in the Hanlian Pavilion, there was a large area of fluorescent green light, like a ghost fire, and like a wandering ghost, which completely dispelled the night of the Hanlian Pavilion.

"There are ghosts! Ghosts! There are ghosts in Hanlian Pavilion! ”

Chu Ci has always slept late, since Han Lian's death, he has been extremely difficult to sleep, and finally survived the third watch, his eyes were slightly closed, his consciousness gradually dimmed, and he vaguely felt that there was a woman standing at the head of his bed looking at her.

He snapped his eyes open, and the room was dark.

He breathed a sigh of relief, habitually glanced at the cold jade coffin beside the bed, smiled contentedly, and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly, there was a rapid knock at the door, and then the trembling voice of the house slave came.

"Master, Han, Hanlian Pavilion is haunted again!"

Chu Ci stood in the hall of the Hanlian Pavilion, but he felt dizzy in a trance, and there was a little green light floating beside him, like a hell fire, and his whole body and mind were shrouded in it, and he didn't know what day it was.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Han Lian saying, "Chu Lang, do you remember the oath between us?" ”

"Oath ......" Chu Ci muttered, his eyes became more and more dilated, as if he had returned to the time when everything was still so good five years ago......

"I wish to win the hearts of one person, and the white head will not be separated...... Chu Lang, Han Lian only loves you in her life, don't you have to bear my ......"

"Hanlian ......"

A tear slipped from Chu Ci's eyes, and in a trance, he saw Han Lian's face and disappointed eyes.

"Why didn't she take care of her, why did she ......"

In the face of her questioning, Chu Ci couldn't defend himself, so he could only shake his head desperately, and a stream of bitterness spread from his heart.

"Hanlian Pavilion was given to you by me, and the ten satin brocade was given to me by you, but I couldn't keep it, Qinglian, Qinglian died for the ten satin brocade, I, I don't know what to do, how to face her......"

——

The candles in Chu Ci's room were dim, and the people in the cold jade coffin seemed to be asleep.

Feng poured into looking at Han Lian for a long time, seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, but her ears still kept echoing the hideous laughter when she died, and she always felt that a strangeness was quietly floating, but she couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

Feng Qian frowned and looked at his body carefully, except for the trauma on the back of his head, there were no fatal wounds on his body, except for the palm of his hand......

She lifted her palm, and the white and tender palm was like a shocking scar, like a red centipede crawling, which she had been chiseled by an iron pestle when she escaped from prison.

Wrong!

Feng was shocked, his eyes tightened, he looked down at the wound again, took a step back in disbelief, and muttered, "Impossible, this can't ......"

——

Si Ying lay on the beam of the house, thinking of the words of the old beggar, this incense can arouse the deepest fear in people's hearts.

He couldn't help but be a little curious, what was the deepest fear in the heart of the man crying in tears below?

* Gradually fading, Si Ying was a little anxious, and he didn't know if Feng had finished examining Hanlian's body.

Chu Ci knelt on the ground, trying to open her eyes wide to see the person in front of her, she still smiled at her, her eyes shining like stars, just like the proud and excited look she used to have when she embroidered satisfactory embroidery.

Compared with the people in his memory, he is a little more charming.

He exclaimed emotionally again: "Han Lian ......" a bit like a whimper, "I miss you so much." ”

He stretched out his hand to touch his beloved, but his fingertips clearly touched her face, and it turned into a void.

"Hanlian ......"

The door creaked open, startling Si Ying almost fell off the beam, and the little fluorescence in the room seemed to be startled, floating even darker.

Lin Wenxiu ran to Chu Ci's side, hugged him and shook him desperately, as if to shake him out of the illusion.

"Xianggong! Wake up! Messire! ”

Chu Ci was unmoved, Lin Wenxiu was so anxious that tears floated out, picked up the teapot from the table, opened the lid and sprinkled all the tea in it on Chu Ci's face, she cried: "Xianggong, you sober up, Han Lian is dead, her body is lying in your room, why can't you face reality!" ”

Chu Ci woke up suddenly, a tear slipped from the corner of her eyes, Hanlian, her Hanlian will never come back......

Lin Wenxiu hugged him and cried, Chu Ci pushed her away and stood up, stroked her forehead, and said indifferently: "I'm tired." ”

After that, he staggered away from Hanlian Pavilion, Lin Wenxiu looked at his back, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, his eyes gradually tightened, and a sharp edge was revealed, and the shocked Si Ying was a little frightened.

"I'll see who's pretending to be a ghost!" Lin Wenxiu's eyes searched around in the Hanlian Pavilion, and said sharply: "No matter what your purpose is, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of the Chu family's gate tonight!" ”

With a wave of his hand, the house slave with a sharp blade rushed in, Si Ying clenched his fists, and heard her say: "Fence me up in Hanlian Pavilion, I want to see who is making trouble!" ”