The bearded man came to Wang Xiangyun's tomb. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of him was a very high tomb, much higher than the one he had built himself halfway up Mount Ailao.

Judging from the size of the tomb, the specifications of Wang Xiangyun's burial are ranked very high in the Wang family, just like Wang Yuanfu's power ranking in the Wang clan.

There was a hint of mockery and self-deprecation in the bearded man's eyes, and he stared at the tombstone in front of the tomb, but his eyes slowly became hot, because the words engraved on it were no longer the previous "Tomb of the Dead Wife Wang", but became the epitaph of the Wang family's Bingqing Yujie, a filial daughter and grandson.

He stared at the tombstone for a long time, and finally there was a look of pain and despair in his eyes. He muttered, "This is the place most worthy of you, right? Xiangyun, no matter life or death, you and I can't be together after all!"

The wind was blowing gently, and there seemed to be a whimper in the air, as if it was responding to his words.

"Tonight may be the last time you and I will see each other, I will give you the last sacrifice, with him and Lu Dongge making you cattle and horses underground, you don't have to work too hard. Xiangyun, wait for me, when my wish in the Yang world is fulfilled, I will come to you. The bearded man said.

He turned back and walked to the dense forest outside the cemetery, to the bottom of a beech tree there—

Lu Qiwu was there.

He was bound and lay under a tree like a lamb to the slaughter.

It should have been like this!

But when the bearded man returned to that zelkova tree.

He found that Lu Stubborn Wu was gone.

Around the zelkova tree were all kinds of other trees, but there was no beech tree, this zelkova tree in this area of this dense forest was like an alien existence, just like the beard now, he suddenly found that he was so lonely in this world, Lu Qiwu's disappearance was like a floating ice water, and the hatred and jealousy in his heart were extinguished.

He circled around the beech tree frantically, his hands scratching at the trunk one by one, and the bark fell with the splinters of wood.

At this time, there was a man in the darkness not far away. This person has a pair of eyes that are frighteningly bright, and he looks at all this calmly, as if he is a judge of the divine realm who examines the ghost realm.

Duan Qianqiu!

The bearded man suddenly stopped, his movements still. His whole person looked at Duan Qianqiu vigilantly like a leopard that sensed the approaching danger in the dark night.

He gritted his teeth and smiled, "Lord Duan, we met again, but I didn't expect it to be here!"

"I really wish it was you, but I really wish it wasn't you!" Duan Qianqiu said to the bearded man with regret in his tone.

The bearded man looked around. But seeing that in the dark shadows, countless energetic and restrained, silent figures were hidden in them, and the Southern Guards of the Imperial Court, plus the masters of the Criminal Arrest Division, had obviously laid a net, and he had no way to escape.

The bearded man looked at the cemetery with a gloomy look in his eyes and said, "It seems that I can't survive today." ”

"No, you can live. Duan Qianqiu said.

"Really?" said the bearded man with a strong playful look in his eyes, "At what cost?"

"Tell me where the other missing girls are?" Duan Qianqiu said.

"What if I don't!"

Duan Qianqiu was silent.

"Kill me?" the bearded man laughed, "Do you think I'll still be afraid of death?" His voice was rough, and when he screamed, it was like a ghost howling in the night, and the ghost was asking for his life. In the dark forest next to this cemetery, it is even more painful to hear that the blood is cold, and the hairs stand on end.

Duan Qianqiu still didn't speak, he just took out a portrait. Then the painting was unfolded, and I saw that in the carefully framed portrait, a handsome young man, holding a folding fan, stood on the high attic platform, looking at the moon and stargazing, his expression was cold and elegant, as if he was wandering outside.

The bearded man looked at the portrait. His body kept shaking, and he screamed, "How are you... Get this... Paintings?!"

Duan Qianqiu still didn't speak, he took out another painting, and saw a beautiful woman in the painting with eyebrows like distant mountains. The cherry lips are like a red, the jade face is slightly cheeked, and the green silk of the hair is pulled into a circle with her fingers, as if the beauty has endless grievances in her heart.

These two paintings were supposed to be two unrelated paintings, but on closer inspection, between the two people. Between a man and a woman, their eyebrows and faces are extremely similar.

The bearded man's eyes turned blood-red, and he couldn't help but walk towards Duan Qianqiu, his hands open, as if he wanted to tear the two paintings immediately.

Duan Qianqiu said: "Are you very familiar with these two people?"

"I don't know who these two people are!" the bearded man stopped and looked at Duan Qianqiu.

"Then I'll tell you!" Duan Qianqiu said slowly.

He raised the portrait of the young man in his left hand and said: "This person is called Lin Liangzhao, the eldest son of the Lin family of the Yongzhou Mansion, he is elegant, knowledgeable, and the first place in high school in the first township examination, I thought that it would be a long journey and smooth sailing, but who would have expected that this Lin Liangzhao would fall in love with a married woman......" Duan Qianqiu said this, paused, looked at the beard that trembled all over his body and continued: " And this married woman is still his cousin's wife, and if he fails to court, he will use force, but he will be broken by his cousin's family and beaten into a cripple! ”

"Shut up! Shut up, stop ......" The bearded man roared frantically: "You don't understand anything, you don't know anything, you dare to say this, what are your intentions?" At this time, as long as there is a little sense, you can see that Lin Liangzhao must have a great relationship with him.

Duan Qianqiu ignored him, and continued to hold up the second portrait of a beautiful woman and said: "This person is called Chen Caiyi, the head of the Lihua Society, the largest opera troupe in Hangzhou Prefecture, Hua Dan, it is said that he is the closed disciple of Tong Yuesheng, the owner of the opera troupe, and he is extremely talented in singing, but then for some reason, he disappeared mysteriously. Now Boss Tong Yuesheng is still looking for him, the most caring disciple, and even reported to the official, otherwise our Criminal Department and Dali Temple would not have received the news so soon. ”

Tears flowed from the bearded face, and a large piece of white foundation was washed off his face, making him look a little funny, a little ridiculous.

"Lin Liangzhao, Chen Caiyi, why are the portraits of these two people who are originally unrelated to each other in my hands? When the pigeon guards of our Southern Guard Army found Lin Liangzhao's family and the head of the Pear Blossom Society in these two places, as soon as they showed your portraits, they all recognized them. It's just that the you in their mouth are called Lin Liangzhao in Yongzhou Mansion, but Chen Caiyi in Hangzhou Mansion. Duan Qianqiu continued: "Then how should I call you?"

"Mother Chen!" Duan Qianqiu said to the bearded man suddenly.

The bearded man shook all over, and then froze.

"It seems that this title is more suitable for you!" Duan Qianqiu sneered. (To be continued.) )