In the ninth ninety-eighth year of the divine calendar, on a stormy night, a tragedy occurred in Xuanyang City that shook the whole city.

Yushi Ouyang Shi and his wife, together with all the servants, stewards, handymen, cooks, and even a low-level official of the Ministry who came to visit that day, a total of thirty-six people, were all killed in the Yushi Mansion overnight.

Until many years later, people don't know what really happened that night. I only know that the first person to discover the tragedy was a wealthy merchant who lived opposite the Imperial History Mansion, and when he got up early one morning and rushed to his shop, he saw a river of blood slowly flowing from under the gate of the Imperial History Mansion.

Yes, it was the River of Blood, a river of blood that was so wide and wide that it was not even enough to cross in a single step, and it meandered down the steps and mixed with the rain, staining the earth red.

No one knew whether it was out of curiosity or fear to the extreme, but the rich merchant did not immediately flee or report to the police after seeing such a scene, but pushed open the door and looked inside.

No one knew exactly what he saw, but a few knew that the man had a real mental problem later.

He's crazy.

After the incident, Emperor Xia was furious and smashed the famous Nanmu plan in the imperial study with one palm.

Just when the people in the streets and alleys were talking about who did this shocking case, the Red Cavalry, the Divine Imperial Prison, and the Criminal Department arrested quickly, and the officials of Xuanyang Mansion dispatched thousands of people to search and arrest all over the city, and it only took three hours to catch the murderer in a small alley in the south of the city.

Just three days later, on Xuanwu Street, under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of Xuanyang people and officials from various departments and ministries, the prisoner who was dying in the prison of the Criminal Department was tortured.

This tragic murder that occurred in Kyoto, Great Xia, has been the talk of the people after tea and dinner for several months, some people who are familiar with Ouyang Yushi, all shake their heads and sigh, and there are also the small people in the market who have made up countless versions of the origin of the bloody case, and spread it around.

Then, very quickly, it was forgotten.

To this day, except for the old people who lived around the compound that used to be Ouyang Mansion and now has become an abandoned mansion, almost no one will think about this incident anymore. Few of the undead who may still be wandering in the abandoned garden remember that they were once alive in this world.

Rarely does not mean nothing, such as Ye Qingxue.

There are also those who once knew but forgot after many years, but as long as they are reminded, they will remember it again, such as Li Yanfeng.

The fact that an imperial historian was wiped out in his own mansion in the capital was not something that ordinary forces or killer organizations could do, but the fact that the murderer, who was rumored to be a murderer, was arrested just three hours later, which was a strange thing in itself.

Li Yanfeng is one of the few people who knows the truth. Since what the other party wants to know is this matter, he knows that tonight's incident will never be good, and what Fang Cai said about not killing is just a ridiculous lie to induce a confession.

But he couldn't say it.

He once thought that the incident was just a small turning point in his career, and he also thought that his concealment of the truth was just due to the request of some big people, and he only played an insignificant role in this matter, so he never thought that seven years later, the undead in Ouyang's Mansion would reappear in front of him.

It's a very important thing to be alive. Because only by being alive can he, Li Yanfeng, continue to have glory and wealth, can he taste the feeling of holding the life and death of others in the palm of his hand, and can he have the opportunity to continue to enjoy beautiful food and beautiful scenery.

To live or to die, most of the time is not a difficult question to choose.

But that's only when there's a choice.

"What do you have to do with Ouyang Shi?"

"I have nothing to do with him. ”

"You're not from Ouyang Mansion?"

"It's not. ”

Li Yanfeng was surprised: "Then who paid you to come?"

This time, Ye Qingxue did not answer.

Such meaningless conversations made her feel a little tired, a little bored.

Li Yanfeng is a waiter in the criminal department, he knows no less than a thousand kinds of torture methods, he has seen with his own eyes the pain and despair of those prisoners when they are tortured, and then he knows that death is not the most painful thing in the world.

No matter how much he considered, it was impossible for him to tell the truth, so he chose to remain silent.

Ye Qingxue saw the hint of determination in his eyes, she shook her head, and didn't understand why. She is not a master of interrogation like Li Yanfeng, she doesn't know how to force her to ask the answer she wants, she has killed some people, thinking that a Great Xia official like Li Yanfeng will definitely be afraid of death if he is used to living a good life.

She was a little disappointed.

The flames on the candlesticks were still swaying, the blood was still flowing, and a pungent smell was in the air.

Li Yanfeng secretly glanced at the girl, he didn't want to die yet, so he had to seize every possible opportunity to live.

He noticed that the other's gaze had shifted elsewhere, out of nowhere.

His throat moved, his hands clenched quietly, and he glanced at the main entrance of the study not far away from the corner of his eye, and quickly withdrew it, and then saw the dagger at the girl's waist.

One step, two steps, three steps!

In just three steps, he can escape through this door!

And this girl turned her head, reacted, and made a move, it will take time!

His heart began to beat violently, as long as he escaped the door, even if he was injured a little, it was worth it, even if he broke a leg and a hand!

The master of the trial who has been in the criminal department for a long time has calculated a lot of things, but he still misses a little.

The girl who entered the mansion late at night was a cultivator, and a cultivator who could quietly go around the backyard and panic.

He didn't even know that if he wanted to bypass the formation without being noticed by the arrayer, he needed at least the cultivation of the Distraction Realm.

So when he leaped up and threw himself at the door, before he could utter that shout, a wisp of sword intent rose in the darkness, like a meteor across the sky in the long night, pierced his throat, and pierced into the night in front of the study.

The hundred-pound body of the waiter of the criminal department fell down hard, smashing a sandalwood chair in the room.

Ye Qingxue didn't look at him again, but just muttered, "Originally, I really didn't plan to kill you." ”

Li Yanfeng lay on the ground, not yet breathless, but he had no way to speak. He heard the girl's words, and a hint of surprise, a hint of helplessness, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

Before closing his eyes forever, his last thought was: I'm dead, but you don't want to live.

One can imagine how harsh it would be in the silence of the night when the sudden sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and wooden chairs shattering. In the dark night, some people scolded angrily, some people shouted wildly, and countless firelights lit up, and they all rushed in the direction where Ye Qingxue was.

Through the night outside the window, she looked at the crowd of people who were rushing over quickly, without a trace of panic or panic.

The black scarf was re-covered, and then the hem of her skirt drew a beautiful circle, and she flew out and landed on the ground.

She knew that a fully formed Red Cavalry squad would have at least five people carrying a very lethal throat-piercing crossbow with them. The steel bolts were extremely fast and terrifying, and were originally designed to deal with cultivators like her.

What's more, there may be other cultivators hidden around.

So she can't use her body to leave like she came, lest she become a target for crossbow arrows.

She looked in the direction of the main entrance of the Shirou Mansion and decided to walk out from there.

It's walking, not fleeing.

Because she had to make sure of something first.

In front of the study, there is the garden of the Shilang Mansion, planted with a lot of peony flowers, strolling in the meantime, the flowers are full of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, which will always make people feel refreshed.

Ye Qingxue didn't go to appreciate those gorgeous peonies.

She walked in the night, with insects chirping in her ears, and listening to the sound of metal grinding and spring snapping not far away, confirmed her suspicions.

There was also a trace of abnormal soul power fluctuations in the extreme distance.

The delicate figure swept out like a windswept cloud, and a wild air flow set off behind it, crushing the gorgeous and rich peony flowers into a rain of flowers.

That's how she ran in the rain of flowers.