The moon hung high in the sky, and the sound of a flute could be heard in the distance.

The moonlight streamed through the window and shone on a young man's face. The man opened his eyes and saw that the woman next to him was asleep, and quietly sat up and lifted the blanket covering his body.

The man was just about to stand up, and the woman next to him grabbed his arm and stared at him directly: "Ten years of money, do you want to meet that cheap thing again?" ”

Qian Shishi said: "Wife, you think too much. I am...... I just listened to the frogs croaking so badly that I wanted to get a few to make up for you. ”

The woman listened to the sound of the flute in the distance: "I heard that Ling Luo's slut's ass is like a small stone mill for grinding tofu, as long as you turn around, you men can't stand it, it's true." ”

Qian Shinian slapped the woman's hand, "I'm a man, don't chew your tongue like you girls - I'm out to catch frogs, you sleep!" He got up and grabbed his flashlight on the table beside the bed, walked to the door again, stooped down and grabbed a snakeskin pouch, opened the door and walked out.

The woman just looked at his back coldly, with a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth. Listening to Qian Shi's footsteps, she walked far, and the woman also got up in her clothes and quietly went out.

It was a bungalow, with a concrete dam outside the house and firewood piled up against the wall. The woman reached out and groped in the pyre for a while, grabbed a firewood knife, and chased it out along the path outside the cement dam.

The moonlight was bright, and the man's flashlight appeared by the river.

The woman squatted behind a bush and scolded softly with hatred: "Pretend with me, the dog can't change to eat." In a fit of rage, she slashed off a thumb-thick bush.

Qian Shishi heard the voice and shone the flashlight at the bush in surprise, "Who?" ”

There was no woman behind the bushes.

Qian Shinian held a bag in one hand and a flashlight in the other, tiptoeing up the river. There was a sudden "plop" sound in front of him, Qian Shinian ran over and shone it with a flashlight, and a frog in the water was panicking under the stone.

Qian Shishi scolded, "Dog, see if you can escape my hands." "Strode into the water, stirring up a pool of moonlight.

The moon is bright, the rivers and mountains are picturesque, the river is like silver, and the frogs are noisy. The sound of the flute in the distance stopped slowly, but a clear voice sang:

"The human sea is deep, not half of lovesickness;

There is still no end to the sea, and there is no end to lovesickness.

Carry the piano to the tall building, the building is full of moon,

Playing the acacia song, the strings were broken for a while. ”

It is the poem of the poetess Yu Xuanji in the Tang Dynasty.

Qian Shishi only felt that his body was hotter, and he didn't catch frogs anymore, so he directly held a handful of water in his hand and washed his face indiscriminately. Then he tilted his head, but no more singing could be heard in the distance.

Qian Shinian smacked his mouth, felt that it was not a taste, threw away the snakeskin bag in his hand, jumped ashore in a few big steps, and glanced at his own bungalow with a weak heart. There was no light in the bungalow, so maybe my wife was asleep. He carefully turned off the flashlight and ran down the path into the distance.

Even if you are far away, you can still see the Kuixing Tower, the tallest building in Xinmen Village. It is a hexagonal tower with five floors and a high base for a total of six floors. There was a woman standing on the top floor with her hands in her hands, her face sprinkled with moonlight, and her lonely figure looked bleak and lonely.

Qian Shishi's heartbeat accelerated, and he hummed a country slang song softly in his mouth, "Little sister is so anxious ...... Lang" walked briskly.

When he walked to the high platform under Kuixing, Qian Shinian saw a firewood knife lying diagonally on the road. "Huh? The frog was not caught, but he picked up a firewood knife, and he went back to give his wife an errand. He reached out and picked up the knife. The handle of the knife is just the right size for him to hold comfortably, and the tentacles are warm and slippery, as if the owner of the knife has just put down the knife, and the sweat stains have not yet dried.

"It's like my firewood knife." The familiar feeling on the knife handle made Qian Shishi puzzled: "My firewood knife, how did it get downstairs in Kuixing?" He lifted the knife and took a closer look, and a drop of black liquid dripped from the knife to the ground.

Almost instinctively, he dipped his index finger in the liquid from the knife, a viscous liquid, cold but he was sure it was blood.

Black blood.

In fact, people's vision under the moonlight is black and white, and there is no way to perceive color, so black blood appears.

Qian Shishi instinctively guessed what was going on, he clenched the firewood knife tightly, and slowly turned his head to look at the gate of Kuixing Tower.

Downstairs in Kuixing, a pile of rotten silver-like objects crouched on the ground, like a pile of metal. A pair of women's feet were exposed in front of the metal pile, one of which was covered with slippers, and Qian Shishi recognized it as his wife's shoes.

"Sister Jiang!" Qian ran over, bypassed the metal pile, threw a firewood knife and picked up his wife.

"Uh-" Because of the squeezing of her chest, Jiang Mei's throat spurted gas and blood, which made Qian Shiyi mistakenly think that his wife was still alive. He didn't know much about first aid, he only knew how to hug his wife tightly.

In the sound of "bang", the pile of metal in front of Jiang Mei slowly stood up, but it was a tall metal figure, with a black face and a pair of crimson eyes glowing.

Qian ten years hated into the bone marrow, and slowly turned his head to look at the tall metal man. Jiang Mei in his arms lowered one hand softly, and more black blood gushed out of her mouth.

Although he had a leg with Ling Luo, it was just a one-night stand, and he knew very well that the person who accompanied him all his life was Jiang Mei. Qian Shiyi put down Jiang Mei in his arms, and turned his gaze to the firewood knife he had just thrown away.

The metal man suddenly opened the five fingers of his right hand, grabbed Qian Shishi's neck and lifted him diagonally.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! The metal man let out a wild laugh.

Qian Shi kicked the metal man hard, but his neck was fragile, and after only a few struggles, he felt that his neck was about to break, and he didn't dare to move anymore, just looked at the moon in the sky with tears.

On the top of the Kuixing Tower, a woman stood with her back to the moon, it was Ling Luo. I saw her dress fluttering, as if she was a fairy descending to earth.

"Several, if you kill someone, you will kill someone," Ling Luo's tone was very cold, "Just run away and kill." Otherwise, I won't be able to get out of it when the time comes. ”

"Fairy," said a very nasal voice, "we have already thought it out." This woman's husband had taken a wood knife, and the knife was full of his fingerprints, what do you think the police think? Another metal man jumped up from the sixth floor of the Kuixing Tower, grabbed the roof cornice, turned over and went upstairs, and stood opposite Ling Luo, "As long as you hand over the Bodhizi, we will do it without leaving a trace." Otherwise, we will kill all the people in Xinmen Village, and not a single one will be left. ”

"Hah!" Ling Luo chuckled disdainfully, "I've seen a lot of life and death." If you want Bodhi, come with me to the mountain temple! As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Luo raised his feet and left. The exterior of Kuixing Tower is a tower, how much area can be used on the roof? When she lifted her foot, she looked like she was about to fall downstairs.

Qian couldn't breathe well for ten years, and he was almost about to faint, but when he saw Ling Luo in danger, his courage suddenly exploded, and he grabbed the metal man's fingers with both hands and broke them hard, and he actually broke free from the metal man's hands. The metal man spread his five fingers and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that in the sky, Ling Luo walked a few steps in the air, and suddenly turned into a white light and shot away towards the distant mountain peak.

"Chase!" The metal man on the roof ordered loudly.

Four or five metal figures jumped down from the Kuixing Tower, and when they landed, the earth shook with a "boom". The metal man in front of Qian Shishi was already clenching his fists and was about to attack, but after hearing the order, he turned his head and looked, immediately left Qian Shishi, turned around and chased.

These metal men were extremely fast, and they were gone in a matter of seconds.

Qian Shishi was dizzy, and reached out to hold his wife Jiang Mei's hand, only to feel that there was no temperature on that hand.

The dogs in the village barked one after another, and some people were awakened and cursed.

Qian Shishi suddenly realized and thought to himself: "Those metal men are right, the firewood knife is full of my fingerprints." If the police ask me how my wife died, and I say it was killed by some metal man, who would believe it? Eventually, they'll decide that I killed the man. ”

He gritted his teeth, got up and retrieved the wood knife, pinning it to his body. Then he picked up Jiang Mei's body, and a gold chain was revealed under the corpse, which was not Jiang Mei's thing. Qian Shinian stretched out his hand and pulled out the gold chain, and saw a stone-like thing hanging on the head of the chain, which may be the Bodhi Zi that the metal man was looking for.

Qian Shinian carefully put the gold chain into his pocket, then picked up Jiang Mei's corpse and walked towards the river step by step. He'd seen some detective films and knew that rivers could destroy evidence.

After carefully placing the body in the river, Qian Shiyi threw the firewood knife into the middle of the river. About tomorrow, someone will find Jiang Mei's body. Qian Shishi has already thought of a rhetoric, he will say that he had a quarrel with Jiang Mei at night, and when he slept until midnight, he found that Jiang Mei was not in bed, thinking that she was angry and went back to her parents' house again. Unexpectedly, she jumped into the river.

There are still some details to be dealt with: first of all, what clues may be left behind by your own clothes. The second is that he has to look for his wife everywhere early in the morning, and he has to act very worried, and even mobilizes his relatives to help find him. When Jiang Mei's body was found, she had to cry bitterly and show regret. If you can win a few tears from the grandmothers in the village, Jiang Mei's death may be characterized as suicide, and the police will not intervene in this matter for no reason.

He stripped naked, and washed his clothes by the moonlight.

Unconsciously, he thought of Ling Luo, that amorous woman. Why does she fly? Why is she so ruthless? Why did she put Bodhi under Jiang Mei's corpse?

But thinking about it, Qian couldn't help but think of Ling Luo's body, which was really as beautiful as the moon.