"Hmm. Zhao Qingyan snorted, his eyelids moved, and then he opened them with great effort and looked around.

The décor in the room, although not luxurious, is not like an inn room. The burnt clothes on his body have been replaced by a set of clean white underwear, and the pain of the wound is a little cool, obviously using medicine. And the people in the room hurriedly gathered around him when they saw him wake up, looking at him with concern.

Qi Wang, Zhuo Yi, Jiang Wuyan, Ran Haoxuan, Zhao Baiyi, and Bai Zhen.

Zhao Qingyan endured the piercing pain and a strong desire to vomit and sat up, and said in a dumb voice: "Who treated the wound for me?"

Seeing that the first thing he asked when he woke up was this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and they didn't react for a while.

Ran Hao poured a glass of lukewarm water and brought it to Zhao Qingyan, and said in a low voice: "It was the medicine I helped the young master make, the medicine is the medicine that the young master prepared himself, and the clothes are ready-to-wear clothes made in the house." And also...... The decoction was prepared by a few invited langzhong, and all the burned people drank it like this. ”

"That's good. Zhao Qingyan pushed away Ran Haoyan's hand, calmed down, and asked the second sentence: "How is Miss Mu?"

It was only at this time that a few people reacted to the meaning of Zhao Qingyan's last sentence - he has a habit of cleanliness. For the first words he said when he woke up, several people felt a little crying and laughing.

It was still Ran Haoxuan who opened his mouth to answer: "Miss Mu was burned on her left cheek, and she also had many burns on her body. Lang Zhong said that her heart was depressed, she inhaled a lot of cigarettes, and it would take a few days to wake up. Although some wounds heal more slowly and will certainly leave scars, she is not in danger of her life now. ”

"Left cheek. Zhao Qingyan frowned, and a little pain appeared on his face.

The flaming pillar fell, and even if you tried to get there, you were still one step behind. The wooden pillar that smashed on his back still injured Mu Qinghan. Mu Qinghan, who was emaciated because of his father's death, was smashed like this and fainted directly. I don't know if it's because the smoke is too heavy, or if the body has reached its limit, everything in front of me has blurred. Afterwards......

Perhaps, it was the face that hurt at that time, right?

Zhao Qingyan stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, forcibly stopped his recollection, and clenched his teeth and said, "Call Han Yan over to me...... No, forget it. Hao Xuan went to turn over my waist card, went to the county order with Han Yan, ordered him to block the city gate, and then ......"

King Qi said: "I have already asked people to use your token to block the city gate, and it is being investigated, and the murderer will be found soon." ”

"No, it's not an investigation. Zhao Qingyan coughed twice, and the memories flooded uncontrollably like a tide again.

......

"Is the belt already broken?" the internal force suddenly blocked, the sound of steel colliding sounded, and the body fell to the ground uncontrollably. Even after quickly adjusting his posture, his body inevitably slammed into the ground and his shoulder ached.

A strange smell wafted into the nose, like ...... Corpse stench.

Sniffed hard, mixed with the smell of burnt paste, it was indeed the smell of corpses. Something doesn't smell right! Where are the dead people who smell of corpses?

After a brief handling of the brace on his leg, he stood up and looked around. The only thing he could see was a corpse buried in the fire three steps away—a body that had been burned to the ground.

Sure that the smell of corpses did exist, the fear of vaguely guessing the cause slowly rose in his heart, and he could no longer care about the instinctive disgust of dirty things, so he casually broke a strong enough branch, hooked out the corpse in the fire, pulled out the hairpin between the hairpins, and cut open the chest and abdomen of the corpse.

Most of the internal organs had festered, and the stench was overwhelming. He had already held his breath and only faintly asked a few hints of taste, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, carefully avoiding the rotten meat that he didn't want to touch, and grabbed his arms and legs through the corpse's clothes and shook them twice. The joints are soft and spread out.

"The internal organs are ulcerated, and the joints are soft...... "Standing up with a tree branch, he poked the corpse's half-baked skin with the branch, and there was a little smile in his voice, "Sure enough, I've been dead for three or four days, right?"

The place where the body was placed was exactly where a wooden house burned down and fell, and the pillars and beams were above the wood chips. It can be said that this is an excellent position to bake corpses.

And along the way, the corpses that can be seen everywhere are all cut on the side of the neck, and a knife is fatal. That......

When he came back to his senses, his fingers had already touched the corpse's neck, and there was no wound.

One another, and another, and another...... I can't tell how many times I tried, but the result is like. neck, some can feel the wound, some can't feel it clearly. The bodies that had been dead for a long time, with wounds on their necks that were either or not, or not fatal, were crushed under the fire.

And the corpses that can be easily seen along the way are almost, all of them have a knife cutting their throats.

Master, massacre, premeditated, flawed.

Yes, at least there are flaws!

"Yunmo, Yunmo!" Jiang Wuyan's voice pulled Zhao Qingyan's mind back. Zhao Qingyan was a little stunned, and subconsciously muttered: "Corpse." ”

King Qi frowned: "What corpse? Are you uncomfortable? Rest for a while, right?"

Only then did Zhao Qingyan see the worried and frightened eyes of everyone looking at him, and raised his hand to touch the cold sweat on his forehead, he could imagine how pale his face should be at this time.

"I'm fine. Zhao Qingyan calmed down his emotions a little, and his face looked a little better, "Go and ask the county order if there are any missing corpses recently." Also, ask him to find a way to get me a list of the staff of the Trojan Marquis Mansion, and if he can't get it, he will use other methods, and I will see it within five days. ”

A room full of people were stunned: "What?"

Zhao Qingyan choked again, and sat down firmly under Ran Haoyan's support, his eyes dimmed a little. After a few sips of water and cheering up, he briefly recounted what he saw in the house.

Everyone was used to seeing dead people, but when they heard Zhao Qingyan's words, they couldn't help but feel sick to their stomachs and surprise.

Zhao Qingyan didn't notice their reactions, and continued: "Only when the Wooden Horse Marquis Mansion is short of people, it is necessary to replace the missing corpses with dead people. I think that the corpses were either from the yamen or brought in from outside the city. At this time, it is another important day for the selection of the first card, and it is also an important day for the Trojan Horse Mansion, and I think there are not many caravans that can bring things in openly. ”

Bai Zhen said: "Isn't it much? Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he hurriedly added: "Since ten days before the next appointment, all caravans have been forbidden to enter the city gate. Even my caravan was kept out. In ten days, the corpse will rot, right?"

Everyone nodded, but fell into deep thought. Bai Zhen's words are not exaggerated, if even the Bai family's caravan can't pass, then there really is no caravan that can come in.

Jiang Wuyan touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "Those people you brought, Yun's dowry will not be investigated." ”

Different from the surprise of the others, Zhao Qingyan seemed to have thought of it, but he was silent for a moment, and then nodded lightly: "It should be the only way." ”

Jiang Wuyan tilted his head: "Yunmo, can I ask you two questions?"

Zhao Qingyan was stunned and nodded: "Of course." ”

Jiang Wuyan asked, "How did you remember that in a sea of fire, you still have the leisure to dissect the corpse to see if it is fresh?"

The crowd who originally thought that Jiang Wuyan was going to ask something important couldn't help but laugh when they heard him ask such a thing. Zhao Qingyan was uncomfortable like this, how could he still be in the mood to ask such an innocuous trivial matter?

Zhao Qingyan didn't express surprise, but said, "It's just a coincidence that I found out." And I'm also deliberately trying to find things that will burn out in a fire. ”

Jiang Wuyan asked, "So you said so many thoughts as soon as you woke up, and you also thought of them when you were in the fire?"

"Pretty much. Zhao Qingyan frowned, "But I always feel that there is something I have forgotten." ”

Jiang Wuyan said: "That's easy, I can talk to you directly." ”

Zhao Qingyan seemed to have a headache again, raised his hand to support his head, and then said, "Say." The weak voice was a little quieter, but it was clearly not intended to end the discussion.

Jiang Wuyan continued to touch his smooth chin and asked about another thing: "There are only a few weapons in the Hou Mansion, what did you use to cut open the corpse?"

"How many weapons? What do you mean?" Zhao Qingyan didn't understand his question for a while, but he keenly captured the point of his words.

Jiang Wuyan said: "Then I'll put it another way." When the fire was fired, it was the first night when the dowry went down to the Hou Mansion. In order to show respect to you, the little prince, the swords and weapons of the disciples of the Trojan Marquis Mansion were all taken down and placed in a specially vacated room in the backyard, with two locks hanging on the door. I figured you would be interested in this, and went to that room as soon as the fire was extinguished, when no one had entered it except you and Haoxuan. As a result, the weapons inside were very complete, and none of them were missing. There were some cracks in the walls of the room, but there was definitely not a hand to get into. There's this lock on the door, I'll help you remove it, you can have fun. He took out a fist-sized lock from his arms and threw it to Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan waited for something to hit his lap and stopped, then he reached out and picked it up, looked at it a few times, reached out and pinched it a few times before opening it: "What's wrong with this lock?"

Jiang Wuyan asked, "Can't see it?"

Zhao Qingyan frowned: "My brain is burned out, you can say something directly." ”

Listening to their conversation, the rest of the people couldn't laugh. Zhao Qingyan only relied on a force to support him so that he didn't faint, Jiang Wuyan's words naturally he listened to with difficulty, but it didn't mean that others couldn't understand.

Jiang Wuyan spread his hands: "Such a simple lock, could it be that as a family of organs, the Trojan Marquis Mansion, none of the more than a hundred people up and down can open it?" The house is very strong, and those cracks on the outside are obviously made by people outside. Why? They need weapons, but they can't get in. To put it more simply, or to help you confirm your guess a little more - this slaughter is a planned slaughter, a naked massacre. This lock is certainly not the lock when walking in the water. ”

Jiang Wuyan's eyes sank: "Yunmo, listen up, I'll help you go through it." When you enter, it is the time when the fire is at its highest, and the bodies of the dead have been replaced, indicating that the slaughter is over and the people have left. And Mu Qinghan is alive, either someone came to keep her alive, or she only appeared in a place where you can see after those people left. Therefore, now only the two of you have the possibility to directly meet the murderer of Tufu. Regardless of Mu Qinghan, let me ask you two questions. First, when you saw Mu Qinghan, she had passed out, but she was still awake, did she have the ability to move on her own?"

Zhao Qingyan said: "She is awake, but she is pointed, and she is on the boat on the lake, and she can easily see it." His mind couldn't turn around, but he could understand what Jiang Wuyan meant, and that was enough.

Jiang Wuyan nodded: "That is, if Mu Qinghan sees who the person who sent her over, he can know why she is alive." Moving on, next question. When you go in, how long have the fresh dead died, how they died, and what are the characteristics of the place where the dead were placed. Also, have you seen the lock?"

Fresh dead people, placed in place. Jiang Wuyan's wording was very peculiar and sharp, and it hit the nail on the head.

Zhao Qingyan was already in a much better situation than when he first woke up, and after thinking for a moment, he gave the answer: "One hour, one hour at most." The cause of death, cutting the throat, is quite neat. I've noticed where they are, and there's nothing special about them. ”

"If it's an hour, is it the slaughter that starts after the fire has already burned?" Jiang Wuyan narrowed his eyes, "According to you, it seems that not only the corpses that have not been burned, but even the corpses that have been burned to the point of indistinction have their throats cut. So ......"

Is it to blame, or is it the power that has the ability to use so many killers?

Seeing that Zhao Qingyan was silent in thought, Jiang Wuyan said again: "Then leave this matter aside for the time being, do you remember anything about this lock?"

Zhao Qingyan clenched his fists to suppress the discomfort in his body, and tried his best to give the clearest answer: "I didn't pass through that lock, but I went to that place during the day." I remember that the neighborhood was relatively empty, and there were no houses and trees. If you have good martial arts and are familiar with formations, you should be able to pass before the fire is extinguished. ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at Bai Zhen, the person who was most familiar with the Wooden Horse Hou Mansion among the people.