When Luo Bei returned to his residence, the sky was already getting brighter, and the night was finally over.

When he opened the door, the house had been cleaned, and the fruit snacks had been replaced with new ones, and he looked around, but he didn't see the big white shadow, and he didn't know where this guy had gone without coming back.

At this time, he still felt a little tired, so he quickly fell asleep after lying down.

In a trance-like dream, he saw a back, a slender back, if it weren't for the different color of his hair, he would have thought it was Toadyue.

The woman slowly turned her head, and at this time Luo Bei saw that the woman was Wen Qingqing, and she was still holding the dagger in her hand, not only flashing with cold light, but also dripping blood on it.

Wen Qingqing saw that it was him, he didn't speak, but laughed gently, in his opinion, the smile was so relaxed, as if he had just understood the wish of his life.

She smiled, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and tears suddenly flowed down from her big eyes, and she subconsciously wiped the tears on her cheeks with her hands.

I don't know where the blood came from on my hands, but I also stained my white cheeks with blood.

Luo Bei was startled, the girl in front of him looked so terrifying, not at all like the purple-clothed girl who looked extremely pure and a little mysterious.

If you can let go of killing someone, then will she let go of it in her dream? Luo Bei asked himself.

At this time, Wen Qingqing was holding a dagger in his hand and walked towards him step by step.

The originally gentle and kind smile in her eyes suddenly changed, and it became so gloomy, so gloomy that Luo Bei felt like she was about to breathe.

Seeing that the other party was gradually approaching, Luo Bei had no choice but to retreat step by step.

Until the end, Luo Bei finally had no way to retreat, and the road in front of him had been blocked by Wen Qingqing, and he had no way out.

What to do, even though he knew that he was in a dream, in front of the sharp and cold blade, he still felt the threat of death, and his mind instantly seemed to be occupied by the words "what to do".

Wen Qingqing raised the dagger with a pale face, and suddenly stabbed at Luobei, Luobei could not avoid it, his heart was cold, and he gave up all his life.

People who have never died never know what it feels like to die at the moment, whether it is nervous or calm, whether it is still with nostalgia and regret, or whether the real heart is like water.

Nothing matters, death is death, even if it's just in a dream......

Luo Bei suddenly opened his eyes, with nervousness and panic in his eyes, his pupils contracted slightly, and he found that his face was wet, so he wiped it lightly with his hand.

He thought it was full of blood, but he didn't expect it to be some transparent liquid, and in an instant he remembered that the last time he woke up, a guy was licking his face with a sticky tongue.

He slowed down, and saw Da Bai squatting on the side of the bed with four paws, looking at him with his mouth slightly open.

Sure enough, it's this guy again......

This time, Da Bai retreated to the bedside early, probably ready to escape.

But this time Luo Bei didn't chase it, but wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of his face and forehead, and looked at Da Bai gently, as if he had met someone close to him for the rest of his life.

Maybe it was because Luo Bei didn't move for a long time, but it made Da Bai a little strange, staring at him, probably thinking about what happened today, but I chased it for a long time last time.

Luo Bei's heart was sour, and he hugged Da Bai, I don't know if it was mutual induction, this time Da Bai did not run away, but let him hold it.

"This dream is really long, and there is a feeling of the rest of my life after the catastrophe!" Luo Bei said to himself.

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When Luo Bei walked out of the door, he found that the sky outside was actually overcast, the wind blew the green bamboo, and the bamboo leaves that fell on the ground were rolled up, and then fell not far away.

As soon as I went out, Luobei regretted a little, the autumn wind and autumn rain finally made the weather cooler, I didn't look at the sky when I went out, I really should wear a dress.

He was just about to turn around and go back when he saw figures coming and going down the road in front of the front hall, and after a while they came back one after another, hurrying in their steps, not knowing what was happening.

Luo Bei was a little strange, since he came to Wanfu, he had never seen anyone, even the maids and servants walked steadily, not in a hurry or slowly.

But why are they in such a hurry, could it be that something happened in the house? Luo Bei was a little curious, so he didn't even go back to get his clothes, so he walked over directly.

A few young subordinates hurriedly walked over, as if they hadn't seen Luobei at all.

Luo Bei wanted to stop them and ask what was going on, but their steps were fast, and they seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, so he had to follow them.

They walked not too far, and then turned around and went up a small road, Luo Bei saw that this was very close to the small courtyard where he lived, and it seemed that it should be where the Kang brothers and sisters lived.

These young subordinates each held something in their hands, and they didn't care about Luo Bei, who was following behind, and walked in.

There are a lot of bamboo leaves on the ground, but there are almost no leaves on the path, probably because there are too many steps walking around, so the bluestone path is exceptionally clean.

The few young people in front met a slightly older middle-aged man, dressed in linen clothes, with a lot of beards on his face, and the middle-aged man seemed to have explained a few words to them, and then looked up and saw Luobei.

Luo Bei recognized that this person often followed the fourth uncle, and he should be a trusted and important person for the fourth uncle of the housekeeper.

The curious expression on Luo Bei's face made him completely reveal his thoughts even if he didn't speak.

"Luo Gongzi ......" The middle-aged man let go of a few subordinates and walked slowly towards Luobei, with a smile on his face, but he looked a little stiff.

Luo Bei looked inside and didn't see anything, so he asked: "I see that they are in a hurry, and I don't know what happened, so I came and took a look......

"Here...... Something happened, and the fourth uncle was already dealing with it......" The middle-aged man spoke a little vaguely, and didn't seem to want to tell Luobei what was going on.

At the same time, he was standing in the middle of the path, almost blocking his way in.

Just then, a voice appeared behind him.

"Since it's Mr. Luo, let him in......"

As soon as the middle-aged man turned around, he saw the fourth uncle standing behind him with a negative hand.

The fourth uncle's back seemed to be more bent, and there was a deep tiredness in his eyes, but his voice was still so calm, and it never seemed to cause any waves because of anything.

When Luo Bei saw the fourth uncle, he was about to speak, but the fourth uncle turned sideways, waved his hand gently, and made a "please" gesture, which actually let Luo Bei walk in front of him.

Entering the small courtyard, Luo Bei found that a few people who came over just now were standing outside, and they couldn't even get close to the door, and there were a few big men standing outside the door, with hair and beards like steel needles, wide and strong, much thicker than those young people.

They all had waist knives hanging from their waists, and the leather armor on their bodies had been worn very old, Luo Bei quickly remembered a group of gatekeepers in front of the gate of Kaifeng, and knew that the outfits of these people were people from the official mansion.

According to Yuncang, they should be "Jurchens", not people from the Great Song Dynasty.

Seeing Luo Bei coming over, the two big men in front of him raised the waist knife in their hands, stared at them, and said in a somewhat stiff Chinese language: "There has been a murder here, and idle people are not allowed to enter......

When Luo Bei heard this, he couldn't help but take two steps back, although he was also a little mentally prepared, but he still didn't expect that a murder would suddenly occur.

The fourth uncle's broad palm patted Luo Bei's shoulder lightly, and said, "Kang Yulong...... He died peacefully...... If it weren't for the fact that the whereabouts of Tianxin Cao finally came to him early this morning and sent someone to tell him the good news, I'm afraid no one would have found out about it......"

"Yes, yes, I came early this morning to tell him the good news, who knows that there is no response after knocking on the door for a long time, so I opened the door, and then I saw Kang Yulong sitting on the chair facing the door, lowering his eyes as if thinking about something, I called him a few times but still didn't see him respond, I had to go up and call him, who ......knows" The middle-aged man said intermittently, as if he still had lingering palpitations about meeting the dead.

"Second brother, was the person who died killed or ......" a young man behind him couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Looks like ...... There were no blood stains or scars on his body, and he didn't look like someone else killed ......," said the middle-aged man, as if recalling the scene at that time.

The fourth uncle coughed lightly, interrupting the speech of several people.

"All the government will give a verdict, and you must not speak in vain, and when you are asked, you will tell everything you have seen and known......

Seeing the fourth uncle speak, several people immediately fell silent.

"Whether it was suicide or homicide is still unconclusive...... However, the fourth uncle said this very well...... "A voice came from the room, this voice is very special, although it is a man's voice, this voice is easy to remember even in a crowd of many people, because there seems to be a different kind of magnetism in this voice."

It's the kind of magnetic voice that a woman will stop and turn around when she hears it.

But Luo Bei didn't pay attention to this voice at all, because what interested him more was that this person did not speak as stiffly as the soldiers in front of the door, but with a unique Central Plains accent.

Soon, a man dressed in purple and black came out of the door.

This man was not as strong as the big men in front of the door, but he looked a little thin in front of them, tall and tall, with a long face, small eyes, and a high nose.

Obviously, this person is not a Jurchen, but a complete citizen of the Great Song Dynasty.

Compared to his magnetic voice, even in the crowd, his appearance is not good-looking at all, except for the two mustaches under his nose.

The mustache is neatly trimmed, like a woman's well-trimmed slender eyebrows, and other than that, everything else is neatly trimmed.

The man saw a few people standing in front of the door, and he reached out and touched his beard without slowness, and then said lightly: "Leave two people to block here, no one is allowed to enter without my order......"

The stiff Chinese man seemed to be very obedient to this person's words, and immediately straightened up and replied loudly: "Follow Lord Cheng's orders......"

The man laughed amused.

"I'm a quick catcher at best, if you call me Lord again, I really won't be able to eat and walk around......"

The two big men looked at him with wide eyes, and then laughed innocently.

The man restrained his smile, hugged his fist slightly to the fourth uncle, and said, "Fourth uncle, thank you for your understanding, please gather the people in the house, I have something to ask in person......

The fourth uncle nodded and said, "Cheng Zhutou is hard...... I thanked the old man for ......"

Then he turned to the people around him and said, "Go and tell everyone in the front and back yards to gather in the front hall......"

The middle-aged man and a few young subordinates said yes and hurried away.

Cheng Zhutou squinted his small eyes at the footsteps of several people leaving, and said, "Fourth uncle, I don't know if Mr. Wan is okay?"

The fourth uncle was silent for a moment before he said, "Master, he was accidentally injured while treating someone's injuries not long ago, and now he is in retreat, so ...... I can't meet ...... in person."

"Oh?......" Cheng Zhutou hesitated slightly.

Then he quickly nodded and said, "Understood...... Understanding ......"

"I don't know what to call this little brother?" Cheng Zhutou suddenly looked at Luo Bei and asked.

Luo Bei was a little uncomfortable by him, and said in a muffled voice: "My name is Luo Bei......"

"I don't know where Brother Luobei lives, but can I know Kang Yulong, who died here?" asked Cheng Zhutou again.

Luo Bei was a little uncomfortable by his question, so he looked at the fourth uncle, saw that the fourth uncle had no expression on his face, and replied: "I live there, and I have met the Kang brothers and sisters once, and I don't know each other......

Cheng Zhuai looked in the direction pointed by Luo Bei, a little distracted, his hand touched his mustache and said thoughtfully: "I see, Kang brothers and sisters...... He even has a sister......"

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