Yuhuan Suchang also knew a few words, and at this moment she spread out the rice paper, inked some ink, and wrote some words with a pen. So he folded it into a small paper corner, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and thought: How should this letter be delivered? She paced the embroidery building for a while, and then went downstairs. When I went to the corridor and saw Yuhe and Chunlong in the study, she was writing something on the table, she deliberately coughed dryly, Chunlong didn't look up, Yuhe turned his head and saw her, and was about to ask, she had already opened her mouth, brother, sister-in-law is looking for you something.

What's the matter?

She only said that there was something, but how could she know what was going on?

Yuhe heard what Yuhuan said, so he threw his pen and got up and walked out of the study and ran along the corridor to the inner room.

Yuhuan was secretly happy, and when he saw Yuhe walking through the corridor, he threw the small paper corner towards Chunlong, but there was a deviation and it landed under the chair where Yuhe was sitting. Yuhuan was afraid that his brother would find out, so he lost the letter and left, guessing that the letter fell to the ground and there was a sound, and Chunlong would pick it up when he heard it. Unexpectedly, Chunlong had nothing to do with her, so he devoted himself to his studies, and he didn't pay attention to the small paper corner thrown in from outside the door.

Yuhuan returned to the embroidery building and deliberately rubbed the floor slab with her feet so that her brother could hear that she was meeting Chunlong.

Yuhe went back and asked his wife what the Zhang family was looking for him, and the Zhang family only said that it was okay to look for him. Yuhe said that it was Yuhuan who said it, Zhang smiled disgustedly, and said a few words, your little sister is really slippery, listen to me say that I will sleep with her tonight, she will lie and send you away, so as to hand over a letter to that Yang Gongzi. It's nothing more than asking him not to go to the embroidery building tonight, which confirms that your little sister and Yang Gongzi must hook up.

Don't talk nonsense, my little sister is not that kind of person, not to mention that Brother Yang reads and stays up late at night every night, how can he have the leisure to do such things?

If you don't believe it, you have a proof. There was no road in the back garden, but recently there is, and it is estimated that Yang Gongzi will step on your little sister through the garden in the middle of the night.

This remark made Yuhe half-convinced, and he was silent. Zhang looked at him and said, "It's okay or something, you go to the embroidery building with me tonight to sleep, grab the stolen evidence, see if you believe it?" Yuhe didn't know how to reply, so he went out of the house, and when he got to the study, he was close to the seat, and he saw a small paper corner on the ground, picked it up and opened it, but it was:

Young Master Yang, don't go upstairs tonight.

Yuhuan characters

Yuhe saw it, believed Zhang's words, glanced at Chunlong at the table, and the appearance of concentrating on writing books made him laugh secretly: What a fool, I don't know how to pick up and collect the letter at my feet, what a nerd. But he secretly thought that his appearance must be a talent in his career, and if the little sister marries him, she will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future. With this mentality, Yuhe wanted to match, so he folded the letter into a small paper corner as it was, and quietly stuffed it into the "Four Books" under his right arm.

The three more drums sounded, and the door of the embroidered building was half hidden, which was deliberately not closed by the Zhang family to lure Yang Chunlong in, and it was expected that if he didn't come tonight, he would come tomorrow night. Yuhe slept in the bed, already snoring loudly, because he thought that Chunlong would not come when he saw the letter in the book, so he fell asleep with peace of mind.

Unexpectedly, the wind and clouds suddenly changed that night, and in late autumn, there were still snakes flashing in the air, and thunderbolts pierced the ears. The curtains fluttered to the tune of raindrops, and the door ping-pong burst into the sound. Yuhe slept so deeply that he hadn't woken up yet, and Zhang's was just trying to catch the stolen goods, and he hadn't fallen asleep yet. At this moment she seemed to hear footsteps outside the door, and pretended to fall asleep.

It turned out that the tomboy Zhang Dahong went up to the embroidery building and tiptoed, but in the end there was some noise, and when the rain was pouring down, he was relieved to go boldly, and the sound of his feet was not in the rain. When I approached the door, I saw that the door was ajar, and I didn't doubt it, but said that it was the young lady's intention.

Entering the room, not near the edge of the bed, a snake flashed on the ground, and it was clear in an instant. He looked towards Luo Tent, but saw two people sleeping on the bed, thinking that the other must be Yang Gongzi. For a while, the lustful heart disappeared, and the malice was suddenly born, hum, you Yang Gongzi ruined my Zhang Dahong's good deeds, see Lao Tzu call you dead.

He scolded secretly, and by the light of lightning he picked up a pair of scissors from the table that the young lady usually embroidered and cut. Before he lifted the tent, he heard the sound of someone getting up on the bed, this guy was vicious, and he stabbed hard in the darkness. The stabbed man was crushed to the point, and with a sharp and miserable "ah", rolled from the bed to the floor, convulsed for a while, and then did not move.

He stabbed at the "Yang Gongzi" who woke up on the bed again, and a choking smell of blood filled the black and oppressive embroidery building. Pitiful: The husband and wife violently killed the hands of the wicked, and the difference between a thought became a mourning soul.

At that moment, Zhang Dahong gasped for breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his sleeve, and calculated how to dispose of the corpse and get out.

He suddenly remembered that Tao Songzhong, the owner of the oil shop not far behind Wang Yuan's outhouse, had taken away the owner of the oil shop three years ago because he had caught him stealing oil, and Zhang Dahong had held a grudge since then.

Hmph, I want your surname Tao to be a wronged substitute for the dead. As he spoke, he touched the scissors and forked the scissors, and forcibly cut them horizontally for a long time before taking off the two heads, and then carried a bloody human head in each hand.

At this moment, the fifth watch has been handed over, the wind and rain outside the building stopped, he stood on tiptoe and walked down the stairs, ran through the back garden to the gate of the garden, went to the door of the oil shop, and slipped away with two heads.

The two hired workers in Tao Songzhong, one named Jin Aicai and the other named Tong Kujing, got up and opened the door every day. opened the door as usual today, but saw two bloody human heads at the door, which frightened the two of them, and hurriedly went to tell Tao Songzhong.

Tao Songzhong came to the door to take a look, and sure enough, he was scared into a cold sweat. He opened his eyes wide and thought to himself: If these two heads are not eliminated quickly, and the relatives of the deceased are found, then they will have to suffer a lawsuit. At this time, he only hated which guy with a black conscience hurt him. Human life is at stake, don't be sloppy, he was in a hurry, went back to the room and took out two hundred taels of snowflake silver to Jin Aicai, and in front of Tong Kujingdao, the two of you quickly wrapped the human head in hemp tablets and threw it to the mountain behind. Jin Aicai held the silver and replied with a smile, Master, we will definitely do it.

So, the two of them wrapped the human head with hemp slices, carried them respectively, one after the other, and then bypassed a row of houses behind the oil shop, and saw an ancient well in the corner of the house, and there was a big grinding stone by the well. Jin Aicai said, Brother Tong, it's better to throw the head in the well, so as not to walk the mountain road and suffer losses.

Good. Tong Kujing said yes and walked to the well. Jin Aicai also walked over, he wanted to swallow the silver alone, and pretended to say, Brother Tong, you should throw the head into the well first. Tong Kujing was honest, stood on the edge of the well and dropped his head, and Jin Aicai immediately pushed him down the well with his palm. There was a "bang", and a splash of water splashed in the well. Jin Aicai saw him sinking and floating in the ancient well, so he aimed a human head in his hand at him and smashed it, impartially, and hit him in the head. Exactly: love money and seek wealth to kill people, dry wells and hatred return to yin.

Jin Aicai saw that the well water was quiet, so he bowed up and pulled up the grinding disc and pushed it hard, and the grinding disc turned over a harrier and fell into the well. He watched it sink slowly before he was relieved to leave. Back to the oil shop, he pretended to be panicked, knelt down to see Tao Songzhong, and told the lord that Tong Kujing had a black conscience, so he went to the back mountain and threw his head.

Those who kill with knives are not satisfied. Tao Songzhong said while helping Jin Aicai, and when he saw that he had stopped causing trouble, he didn't ask anymore.