Chapter 3 The Beauty Chop Chapter 20 The Mulberry Bone Pile Mountain

After a long journey and sleepless nights, Zhao Wu'an, who was tired, sat down on the ground and roughly stated to Tu Mi the process of discovering Liu Chuanyun's body. Tu Mi tried his best to restrain his body from trembling, and said calmly: "I'll call someone." ”

"Don't you think it's too much for Mrs. Qin to see her eldest son like this?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

Tu Mi pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Then what should I do!"

"Don't call the lady and the owner yet, call everyone else out. After a pause, Zhao Wu'an laughed at himself, "This doesn't seem likely, they are not deaf." You try to do it, I'm going to change my clothes. ”

There was nothing unusual about his shirt from the front, but there was a large pool of dark red blood on the back. Tu Mi saw him sit up from the ground and walked into the courtyard briskly, his heart tightened for some reason, and he said softly: "Go to sleep, this is the housework of Willow Leaf Villa, you don't have to worry so much." ”

Zhao Wu'an said lightly: "I can't stand someone dying in front of me." ”

Tu Mi was stunned.

Zhao Wu'an's figure disappeared on the wooden ladder.

Unable to bear to look at the corpse at the door again, Tu Mi resolutely turned around and decided to call He Zhigu first. After all, in this villa, he has the farthest relationship with the Liu family.

Unexpectedly, before he could take a step, someone from behind him exclaimed: "Big brother!"

Tu Mi turned around and saw that it was Liu Zhilei who walked out of the mulberry forest with a red-clothed girl he had never seen before, followed by Mo Dao and Zhang Moxian.

Liu Chuanyun's body was lying on the ground in broad daylight, and Mo Dao and Zhang Moxian were obviously also greatly impacted, but how could the pain of Liu Zhilei come violently.

The brother, who had not seen each other for several years, had only returned to his hometown for a few days before he died so tragically.

Liu Zhilei felt a sharp pain in his heart for a while.

The girl in red, who had been quietly escorted by him, took advantage of Liu Zhilei's restlessness and suddenly became difficult, broke free from the restraints in one fell swoop, turned around and hit Liu Zhilei in the abdomen.

Caught off guard, Liu Zhilei was knocked back half a step, and the girl jumped suddenly, and disappeared into the mulberry forest in an instant. Zhang Moxian and Mo Dao were not able to use force, so they could only watch her escape into the forest.

Tu Mi shouted and flew out, the cold long sword came out of its sheath, and in an instant, the air around him seemed to condense.

This is the first time Tu Mi has shot since going down the mountain.

Her master can transform three thousand sword qi with one sword and break thousands of iron horses. Although Tu Mi has not practiced to that realm, he is a brazen sword, and ordinary people should not be underestimated.

A sword broke through the void.

It was obviously only early autumn, but a frost as sharp as a sword suddenly condensed in the air, hitting the back of the girl in red.

Zhang Moxian was not ambiguous, he hurried to catch up, used the back of the beauty's knife as the tip of the pen, and pointed at the girl's Yongquan acupoint, followed by a sweeping leg leaning over, slashing the beauty on the girl's neck, and said loudly: "If there is any change, the sword can be measureless!"

The girl suddenly whispered in a crisp voice: "Take another family's knife to kill this family, you people in the rivers and lakes, do you do this at any time?"

Zhang Moxian was stunned.

The willow thunderbolt had come back to his senses, walked to the girl's side with a look of shame and indignation on his face, and suddenly slammed the knife down, knocking the girl unconscious in an instant.

Zhang Mo was stunned to take back the beauty behead, and Liu Zhilei cursed: "Shameless demon girl, it's just a matter of blaming Luo Yinsheng, and actually killing my eldest brother!

Zhang Mo was stunned and said, "I think ......"

"Shut up!" roared Liu.

Zhang Moxian was not bored, he threw the beauty to the ground, turned around and walked back to the courtyard, and when he passed by Tu Mi, his eyes were not even sideways.

Tu Mi was stunned and withdrew his long sword, only then did he notice that Mo Dao was injured, and quickly helped him up and carried him back to the village.

Mo Dao coughed up a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "Thank you, Immortal Gu." ”

Tu Mi did not answer.

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The paper couldn't hold the fire, and by noon, Qin Jiu and Liu Siye finally saw Liu Chuanyun's body.

The eldest son who had worked so hard to cultivate died in front of the house like this, and any parent would be grief-stricken, Qin Jiu cried so much that he fainted, and he didn't know how many times sadder than when Luo Yin was alive and dead. Even if Liu Siye is a heroic man who can afford to let go, when he suddenly faces this reality, he almost swells up and falls unconscious. Under the tearful care of Liu Qiufeng, he was relieved.

Zhao Wu'an soaked the white clothes in the basin, put on the green shirt that Mo Dao had prepared for him two days ago, and sat on the stone table in the courtyard with the sword box on his back, frowning and thinking deeply.

Except for Liu Zhilei, who was reluctant to show his grief, the Liu family probably couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, Qin Mu originally planned to comfort his sister, but he couldn't hold back halfway, and hugged her and cried together.

Luo Yinsheng can be regarded as a suicide, but the blind can see that Liu Chuanyun is genuinely mutilated. The girl in red was tied up and thrown in the corner of the courtyard, and her legs were heavily shackled. If Zhang Moxian hadn't stopped him desperately, I was afraid that he would have been divided by the five horses of the Liu family a long time ago, and there would not even be any scum left to kill.

From beginning to end, she opened a pair of clear eyes, looking at the Liu family crying without joy or sorrow, looking indifferently at Liu Chuanyun's corpse on the ground, without saying a word.

He Zhigu, who was sitting opposite Zhao Wu'an, also sighed with a sigh on his face, and said: "He Mou thought it was just a thief who wanted to steal the beautiful woman, but he didn't expect such a tragedy to happen...... By the way, both Zhejiang and Huaixi have Zhao Jushi's reputation for punishing rape and eliminating evil, I don't know this case, can Zhao Jushi have eyebrows?"

Zhao Wu'an took a sip of tea and glanced at the red-clothed girl in the corner of the courtyard: "If she doesn't deny it, isn't it her?"

He Zhigu was stunned, and then laughed and said, "Yes." Holding a beautiful woman to slash, and once attacked and killed Zhao Jushi and Mr. Zhang, there is no doubt that he is the murderer. It's just that I couldn't listen to Zhao Jushi find out the murderer, and I always felt a little unpleasant. ”

Zhao Wu'an said coolly: "Human life is at stake, and you can't afford to enjoy it." ”

Now that the beauty has been recovered, and the girl in red has been captured, it seems that his mission has been completed. While the Liu family was sad, they finally put down a stone in their hearts. Now the only remaining question is why this girl in red has such a strong killing intent towards the people in Zhuangzhong, and how she stole the beauty and beheaded her.

Direct questioning obviously doesn't work, this girl makes it clear that she doesn't want to talk to everyone, and it seems that she is a madman similar to Jiang Caiyi, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. Zhao Wu'an knew that if he wanted to find out, he still had to rely on himself.

The Liu family stopped crying and crying, while Zhao Wu'an kept sitting quietly and drinking tea without saying a word. When Liu Jiu helped Qin Jiu, who had fainted from crying, to rest, the sun was already about to set westward.

Liu Zhilei took a deep breath and said, "Qingxia, Mo Dao is injured, you go and make dinner." ”

Liu Qingxia, who was crying, cursed: "The eldest brother is dead, you don't shed a single tear, An Neng is so unkind!"

Liu Zhilei sighed, "The guests need to eat. ”

Liu Qingxia shook her sleeves and said, "I don't do it." They want to eat, you let them go out of the village to the city to eat. ”

Liu Zhilei held Cho Hong's hand and squeezed it tightly, and the joints clicked. He Zhigu hurriedly got up and said: "Don't worry, the young owner, He is mixed in the rivers and lakes, and he will have a few simple dishes." If you don't dislike it, He is willing to make a dinner for you. ”

Now that Liu Chuanyun is dead, it is reasonable to be reasonable, Liu Zhilei is a sure young owner, and He Zhigu's sycophant can be described as a god. And Liu Zhilei didn't know anything about cooking, so he nodded smoothly and said, "Then trouble Mr. He." I will definitely visit Mr.'s knife shop in the next day. ”

Zhao Wu'an got up leisurely and said, "By the way, let's also help Sang Yu make a set meal." She didn't have a meal, but she was going to get angry and beat people. ”

He Zhigu responded obediently.

The two of them talked lightly, and it was simply out of place in this lifeless courtyard. Tu Mi also frowned. Zhao Wu'an looked like this, she really couldn't understand what he was planning.

After He Zhigu disappeared into the back kitchen, Zhao Wu'an seemed to feel a little cold outside, picked up the sword box, walked into the main hall, and sat down on a chair. Tu Mitijian followed in and asked quietly, "Are you just passing the time like this?"

"Of course not, I have to arrest someone. Zhao Wu'an replied lazily.

"Who are you arresting?" Tu Mi asked in an annoyed whisper, "Except for Liu Zhilei, the Liu family's sadness doesn't look like it's pretending." ”

"I have my own way, you just need to call them all over at dusk," Zhao Wu'an said, tilting his head and closing his eyes to recuperate. Tu Mi stomped his feet helplessly and walked out to take a look, but there were only the Liu family brothers and sisters and Qin Mu in the courtyard, and even Mo Dao didn't know where he went.

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In the 100 acres of mulberry forest illuminated by the setting sun, Mo Dao stood at the location where Luo Yinsheng's tea bowl was found, his eyes were frightened, he was out of breath, he let go of the shovel in his hand, and trembled.

Not far from him, Zhang Moxian, who sneaked out of the back door with him, was still digging very hard, almost picking up half a catty of dirt with a shovel.

"Stop digging, Mr. Zhang. Mo Dao's voice was hoarse and low, "Don't dig it." ”

Zhang Mo was stunned, walked over with a shovel, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Mr. Zhang's guess was right. Mo Dao said bitterly, "This hundred acres of mulberry forest grows better than the mulberry trees in any place in Yangzhou, and it is not just because Liu Siye cultivates it properly." ”

Zhang Moxian glanced at the pit dug in front of Mo Dao, sneered, and said, "Just give up at this point?" Keep digging, it's really big." ”

Mo Dao suddenly felt that Zhang Moxian was a little different from before, in addition to his voice and speaking style, the strangest thing was that the way he dug things became a little exaggerated, and his shoulders flicked one after another, as if he was shouldering a heavy burden.

After Zhang Moxian dug each shovel seriously, Mo Dao's mood was no longer enough to describe it as trembling, to be more detailed, it should be a collapse.

Mulberry and elm are both fierce trees, and it is rumored that burying bones under them can make the tree grow more and more prosperous.

And the mulberry trees in Liuye Villa are the best growing in Yangzhou.

A large area of land nearby had been dug up by Zhang Moxian, and together with the strong roots of those flourishing mulberry trees, dozens of white bones were exposed to the air.

Mo Tao remembered a heart-wrenching nursery rhyme in Yangzhou for no reason.

Fighting, fighting, fighting is annoying, thousands of miles are far away, and Jiuqu is soft. Pan, pan, pan, look forward to returning the horse leather shroud, wrapped in a plain scarf on the forehead, and piled up mountains of bones under the mulberry.