There is a word called "ice and snow smart", which shows that ice and snow can be used to describe people smart, and on the other hand, ice and snow are crystal clear.

Ji Xiao's words were punned, and Qingming heard it.

He laughed and said, "You're talking more than usual today, if nothing else, I'll go first, see you in the evening." ”

Ji Xiao nodded, and then there was a plopping sound from Jiang Xin, which was Qingming getting into the water. He was obviously born in the bitter cold land of the northwest, but his water nature is actually better than those who were born on the seaside, even Ji Xiao can't explain it, it can only be attributed to talent.

He stayed in the heart of the river for a long time, until dusk came, Ji Xiao paddled leisurely, the lonely boat broke through the water, went upstream, and finally turned east and west, and actually flowed to a culvert in the moat.

Ji Xiao familiarly tied the boat to a hidden corner, like a ghost into the culvert.

The water of the canal washed away the smell of Ji Liao's body, and the culverts extended in all directions, and Ji Xiao seemed to know all the complex terrain in his chest, and finally drilled out of a well. Prior to this, he had already steamed his clothes dry when he came out of the well.

The well is located in a separate courtyard, and not far away there is a palatial hall lit up.

Ji Xiao walked into the hall.

The hall is very large, brightly lit, and there is a carpet in it, which is embroidered with winter plum, autumn chrysanthemum, spring orchid, summer lotus and many other varieties of flowers, which can be said to include most of the flowers in the four seasons of the year. The pilasters on all sides were lit with incense, and the fragrance wafted through the hall.

It's like being in a sea of flowers.

The most striking thing in the hall is a round table with 25 chairs on it, and except for a rosewood chair, the rest of the chairs are divided into green, red, yellow and white, which happens to represent the four seasons. There are a total of six chairs in each color, which happen to be connected together. There are words written on the back of each chair, which are the beginning of spring, rain, sting, spring equinox, Qingming, Guyu, Lixia, Xiaoman, mangzhong, summer solstice, small heat, great heat, beginning of autumn, summer heat, white dew, autumn equinox, cold dew, frost fall, beginning of winter, light snow, heavy snow, winter solstice, small cold, and big cold.

As for the purple sandalwood chair, there is only one word, and that is yuan.

Ji Xiao's face sank, and even though there were many incense sticks lit in the hall, he still couldn't hide the strong smell of blood that made people vomit. And in the silence of the hall, the sound of a drop of blood falling on the carpet was extremely harsh.

One, two, three

......

Seven, eight, nine,

......

Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one.

There were twenty-one corpses sitting peacefully on twenty-one chairs. Only four chairs were empty, one was the purple sandalwood chair that belonged to Ji Xiao, and three green chairs were also empty, which belonged to Lichun, Jingjing, and Qingming.

A quiet, eerie, and terrifying atmosphere completely enveloped this palatial and brightly lit hall. If an ordinary person encounters this kind of thing, even if he is not crazy, he is not far from going crazy.

Ji Xiao held back the shock in his heart and forced himself to fall into the indifferent state when he was a grass and a tree. He walked to the chair of the equinox, and his delicate white fingers touched the face of the corpse on the equinox chair.

The corpse is the vernal equinox, and she is a good-looking woman, but her body has begun to stiffen, and she can't die anymore.

The distortion of her face proves that she had suffered a terrible thing before she died, and there was a lot of blood flowing on her cheeks, and the source of the blood was the center of her eyebrows. It was a pea-sized hole of blood, and blood was still flowing freely, and finally dripped down the hem of her clothes and onto the carpet.

Tick, tick, tick.

Like the laughter of the demons in hell.

There was no foreign object in the blood cave, it could be a fatal wound caused by an external energy, or some other hidden weapon. Ji Xiao's mind was spinning rapidly, analyzing all kinds of possibilities. But the most incredible thing is that these twenty-one corpses were all famous figures in the rivers and lakes before their deaths, and even most of them can be compared with the leaders of the big gangs in martial arts.

Together, these twenty-one people are a force that can be shaken by the Four Seasons Villa.

What kind of person can actually solve them in a short period of time without revealing a big move.

Poisoning?

Maybe it wasn't done by people at all!

The bizarre nature of this matter has exceeded Ji Xiao's understanding of this world, and if it weren't even a living fact, he would feel absurd. The index finger of his right hand was stained with the blood of the corpse, and he put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully several times. Even Ji Xiao was not at ease, so he licked it lightly.

After a while, Ji Xiao was more sure of one thing, it was not poisoning, the blood was normal.

This seems to prove that what is happening in the hall may really not be done by "people", so what is the terrible existence? Ji Xiao guessed that it might be a ghost. He was by no means a person who did not believe in ghosts and gods, because he himself could be classified as ghosts and gods.

It's just that he has never encountered ghosts and gods, so before that, he would also think that he was unique.

In the corner of the hall there was a potted plant, and it was still blooming, but the fragrance of the flowers was already faint.

Ji Xiao discovered it, and his originally indifferent mood swelled.

How could it be it, how could it be it, how could it be it......

The uncontrollable doubts that pop up in my heart are unbelievable. Because the potted plant he knew, it was the pot of redbud called "Golden Wind and Jade Dew". Suddenly, he thought of something, and walked quickly in front of the "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", and his fingers touched the bright red petals that were somewhat withered.

When he treated Jin Feng Yulu before, he noticed that this bonsai had some slight spirituality.

Maybe he can get a clue from "Golden Wind and Jade Dew".

Plants and trees are not without senses, on the contrary, they are sensitive. Slight winds and changes in temperature and humidity feed back to them, allowing them to adjust their growth systems.

It hasn't been long since the incident happened, so a lot of the previous information is still in the "Golden Wind and Jade Dew".

Gradually, a picture was formed in Ji Xiao's mind, which was imagined out of thin air according to the information he obtained. The people in the hall sat in their places, talking and laughing in low voices, until at some point in the back, there was a sudden silence.

No, Ji Xiao's eyes, which were originally out of sight, were closed, and he shook his head suddenly. There were twenty-two people sitting in the hall, which means that there was one person who did not die, or he was the murderer.

Soon Ji Xiao overturned his thoughts, because another person walked in the hall.

She should be dressed in a light and soft gauze garment, which should be white, very pretty, and familiar with the twenty-two people present. The people in the seat greeted her one after another, but she didn't seem to respond.

A pair of eyes, a pair of eyes without any emotional ups and downs, dead silence, gloomy, nothingness, that is by no means the eyes that people should have.

Ji Xiao "saw", for some reason, he just "saw". It is not from the residual information of the "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", but the direct feedback of the shallow spirituality of the "Golden Wind and Jade Dew". This stems from a kind of psychic induction.