The red sun is wrong.

When Yin Qiushui arrived at the villa, it was already evening.

The woman slowly walked through the dim light of the zigzag corridor, and subconsciously walked towards her familiar room. Along the way, there seemed to be a number of people saluting her, but she couldn't muster up the strength to smile in response, and she couldn't even make out the faces.

Push open the door and close it tightly with your backhand.

Yin Qiushui stood stunned for a long time with his back against the door, looked up at the gray and gloomy room, and then moved to the table and lit a candlestick. When the candle is lit, it is also dim.

Yin Qiushui turned around and walked to the dressing table and sat in front of the mirror.

The woman in the mirror had her sideburns scattered, her eyes were dull, and there was no trace of blood on her cheeks, and she looked at Yin Qiushui for a long time.

Yin Qiushui looked at her for a while, opened the drawer, took out a snow-white tuanhua ivory box and opened it. The air is faintly scented with the dew of flowers, and the box contains a rosy-colored annatto ointment.

She picked a little hosta, melted it with the temperature of her palm, and then wiped it on her lips with her ring finger.

Yin Qiushui raised his eyes into the mirror and looked carefully.

Watching, she stood up sharply and flipped the dressing table to the ground with all her might, making a sharp and loud crash in the dead silence, and scattered small objects to the ground.

Yin Qiushui squatted down and slowly picked up a dagger.

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Lu Qiming came to Lichen Villa for the second time.

At this moment, it is the time of beautiful sunset, and the glow in the sky has faded. From afar, in the distance, there is a soft warm tone of light cyan, blue and kumquat, which makes people feel peaceful.

"Madame happened to be back in the village not long ago. The maid was ignorant of the many cats that were undercurrent, and still greeted them with a soft smile. She was born delicate, and her eyes were very different when she looked at Lu Qiming, and her steps were very fast when she went to report, for fear that Lu Qiming would mistakenly think that she was sluggish.

But she came back faster—

"Mr. Lu, Mrs. She...... She ......, "The maid seemed to have seen some terrible scene, and her face turned white with fright. She hesitated for a long time, even if she knew that this was inappropriate, and finally pleaded with a crying voice: "Master Lu, please help the slave!"

Lu Qiming and Xiao Dizi glanced at each other, and said, "You lead the way." ”

The maid nodded repeatedly, lifted the hem of her skirt, turned and ran back in small steps.

The three of them soon came to the room, where the door was closed.

There seemed to be a solitary lamp in the dim light, reflecting two equally slender figures on the thin window paper, and whoever had to glance at it could understand why the young maid was so frightened.

Their shadows were elongated into strange shapes in the light, but they could still be seen very clearly, and one of them was stabbing the body of the other with a dagger!

But the fierce body movements never made the slightest sound, which made the hair stand on end.

Xiao Dizi asked, "Sister Yin, is this killing someone?"

The maid couldn't help but nod her head, and couldn't help but take a few steps back again. What Xiao Dizi said was exactly what she did, and at this time she would never dare to knock on the door by herself.

She thought that this little girl would also be afraid, but she didn't expect Xiao Dizi to say next: "Then she is too slow to kill." Or is the other sister already a corpse?"

There seemed to be nothing wrong with these words in themselves, except that the girl's childish voice was as flat as if she were talking about the weather, and the curiosity in it was pure to the point of cruelty—a contrast that made the young maid feel that the two sides were on par with each other.

Lu Qiming sighed: "Neither." ”

When Xiao Dizi was about to ask again, Lu Qiming had already approached the room first.

And that's when things happened again.

I only saw Yin Qiushui's figure in the house swaying, and he actually fell to the ground with the woman who was stabbed by her!

There was a bang, and there was no movement in the room since.

Lu Qiming frowned, walked over with a quick pace, and commanded the maid with his head sideways, "You open the door quickly." ”

The maid was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Lu Qiming needed to avoid suspicion, so she had to nod, gritted her teeth and stepped forward to push the door open, but after seeing the miserable face that was cut by the blade, she couldn't stand the fear in her heart anymore, and screamed and desperately retreated.

That was actually Yin Qiushui's face!

When she saw the broken body, even Xiao Dizi couldn't help but gasp - she never expected that the person who was stabbed was Yin Qiushui!

And when the girl looked curiously at the woman who was holding a dagger to commit murder, her eyes suddenly widened involuntarily again.

It's actually Yin Qiushui's face?!

After being stunned, Xiao Dizi realized that something had been wrong all along-that body was so broken that there was not even a drop of blood on the ground, and she quickly looked up at Lu Qiming.

Lu Qiming bowed his head and said, "That's right, it's a puppet." ”

At the same time as he said this, the dilapidated puppet body had become thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura had escaped, quickly reducing it to an old rune paper.

Yin Qiushui coughed up a mouthful of blood in a drowsy manner, and finally passed out completely.

Little Dizi asked, "Is she faking?"

"Not this time. ”

Lu Qiming leaned down, his eyes stopped for a moment on the jade pendant engraved with the word "Sheng" on the ground, and put his fingers on the woman's wrist.

The next moment, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Little flute: "Master?"

Lu Qiming smiled slightly bitterly and sighed: "It's not easy to do now." ”

After a moment of thought, he took out his pen and paper.

"Let's write a recipe first. ”

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PS: Finally finished writing this topic, OTZ added too many things in the middle, and it was because I didn't grasp the structure well this time. Recently, this episode was committed together.,Dragged back from the next chapter.。