Luoyang Buddhist Society Volume 22 Cornered

The black shadow shook and slowly turned around. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the moonlight, it turned out to be really Murong Ping! The one he was holding in his arm was indeed Duan Lihua. She had a lump of sackcloth in her mouth and couldn't make a sound. But a pair of big tearful eyes saw Su Zhuo, and the fear and surprise in his eyes all turned into two lines of tears and slowly slid down.

Murong Ping put Duan Lihua on the ground and looked at Su Zhuo, his face cloudy. He said slowly, "I didn't expect you to find here!"

His tone was cold, completely different from when they had seen each other in the past. The things he encountered in the past two days had already made Su Zhuo a little numb, and there was no ripple in his heart. He said lightly: "I never thought that you were the murderer!"

Murong Ping said, "Then why did you find here?"

Su Zhuo pointed at Duan Lihua and said, "It was Xiao Yi who gave me a hint, so I could think that the murderer was you! You are the only one who can go in and out of the White Horse Temple freely, and go back and forth with hoes, machetes, and horsewhips under the noses of so many fast catchers, without arousing the suspicion of others!"

Murong Ping sighed and said, "I have no grudge against you, why do you want to get along with me?"

Su Zhuo said coldly: "The two women who died, should they die?"

"That's right!" Murong Ping's face suddenly became hideous and terrifying, "They deserve to die!"

Su Zhuo's heart jumped, when Murong Ping said this, how similar was his expression to Ji Shu's crazy expression? Su Zhuo had also met those people who had a deep hatred of blood in the rivers and lakes, and they were the same as Ji Shufang and Murong Ping's eyes, revealing bitter resentment all the time.

Ji Shufang was just resentful because those rich boudoir ladies looked down on him. And what is Murong Ping's reason? This is exactly what Su Zhuo couldn't understand.

Murong Ping suddenly sneered a few times and said, "Maybe it should be said that those people deserve to die." If it weren't for them, my mother wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't be where I am now!"

Su Zhuo was stunned, could there be any hidden meaning in it? He saw a trace of pain flashing in Murong Ping's tearful eyes, and suddenly became cold again.

Murong Ping looked at Duan Lihua, smiled, and said, "If it weren't for you being nosy, I wouldn't have treated you like this!" He looked at Su Zhuo again and said, "I heard her call you Master, do you think you can save him?" he said, untying a machete from his waist. This knife is the same knife he usually uses to chop wood for the White Horse Temple.

Su Zhuo sighed slightly. He knew that he looked weak on the outside, but the people in the rivers and lakes never dared to do anything with him easily. And he could already see that Murong Ping's steps were vain, his body was thin, and he didn't have any martial arts. If Su Zhuo wanted to defeat Murong Ping, it could be said that it would be easy.

But he didn't want to do it yet, because he didn't know anything about the case. Although he had found the culprit, he didn't know why Murong Ping wanted to rape and kill. He didn't know what Murong Ping's relationship was with Ji Shumad. And who killed Ji Shumad?

Without understanding these questions, this puzzle will never be solved. Even if Murong Ping was beaten to death, it would be useless.

So Su Zhuo was not in a hurry. He looked at Murong Ping's left hand holding the machete, and said, "You are really left-handed! No wonder they can't tell from the wound on the neck that you're left-handed! Because you didn't cut your throat with a knife at all, you cut it straight down with this knife!"

Murong Ping nodded and said, "You do have some ways. ”

Su Zhuo said again: "But why did you put the belt buckle on the hand of the first female corpse? Why did you frame the fast catcher? You should know that there is no point in you doing this." ”

Murong Ping sneered: "I'm not trying to frame and arrest Kuai, I'm looking for Luo Yuntian to take revenge!"

"Luo Yuntian?" Su Zhuo wondered, "What is the relationship between you and Ji Shuma?" He immediately thought of Ji Shuma. What does Murong Ping have to do with Ji Shuma, does he want to avenge Ji Shuma?

"Ji Shufang?" a trace of doubt flashed on Murong Ping's face, "It's that storyteller, if it weren't for the stories he told, I wouldn't have come up with these tricks!hahaha...... Don't talk nonsense, Su Zhuo, since you already know my secret, don't want to live!" As he spoke, he had already raised his machete and took a step towards Su Zhuo.

He thought that Su Zhuo would be frightened, but it backfired. Su Zhuo was not afraid, but he didn't do it either. Murong Ping also stopped, he was not afraid of Su Zhuo, but he had already heard the sound of hurried footsteps from far and near.

Murong Ping's face changed, and he retreated back to his original position, and exclaimed, "You called the catcher?"

Su Zhuo was secretly amused, and just now he said wildly, he wanted to find Luo Shen to capture the person who took revenge, and when he heard the footsteps of the catcher, he was frightened like this. Luo Qian really lived up to Su Zhuo's expectations, and found this place with a team of catchers.

But he didn't see Luo Yuntian. Only Guo Zishan took the lead and rushed over. Ling Shuang, Hua Ping and others naturally followed, and even Wei Xiu also arrived. Everyone was worried about Duan Lihua, so they rushed over as soon as they heard the news.

Luo Qian saw Duan Lihua lying on the ground, and then saw Murong Ping holding a knife, and said angrily: "It's you!"

Murong Ping hissed and shouted, "What about Luo Yuntian?!"

Su Zhuo also turned around and asked, "What about Luo Zhutou?"

Guo Zishan replied to Su Zhuo: "Luo Zhutou said that he was going to look for you in the afternoon, but he didn't see you again. I think maybe he went home because he solved the case. ”

Luo Qian added: "I didn't have time to rush home, so I had to pull Uncle Guo to rush over. ”

Su Zhuo nodded, and Guo Zishan asked, "Isn't the murderer crazy and crazy, why did he become Murong Ping again?"

Su Shu said: "Ji Shufang has long been a wasted person, and Murong Ping will commit such a crime because he listened to his story! Those two female corpses were scarred, and we ignored the wound on the back of their heads. The wound was smashed with a hoe. And these two women were killed when they came to worship Buddha at the White Horse Temple. Who can carry a machete, whip, and hoe in a Buddhist temple without making people feel strange? Only Murong Ping, who works in the White Horse Temple!"

As soon as everyone explained by him, they were all a little stunned. Guo Zishan said loudly: "Oh! On the two nights of the incident, our brothers in charge of guarding saw Murong Ping passing by with a dung truck. But because they knew who he was, everyone was defenseless, and they wouldn't carefully inspect the car that was pulling manure. It would have been much easier for him to take away the women's clothes. ”

Su Zhuo nodded, and said, "Later, I heard that the two women who died actually lived in the west of the city, and they were neighbors with Murong Ping. Therefore, I guessed that this matter must have nothing to do with Murong Ping!"

Murong Ping suddenly laughed: "Okay, good, since you all know that the murderer is me, it seems that I won't survive tonight!"

Guo Zishan said angrily: "Murong Ping, you can be arrested quickly!"

"Joke!" Murong Ping suddenly pulled up Duan Lihua on the ground and put the machete in his hand across her neck.

Everyone was taken aback, and saw that the machete was very sharp. The silver-white blade hit Duan Lihua's skin that could be broken by blowing, and with just a slight touch, it left a red mark. Who knows that Murong Ping is a crazy person at all. If he exerted a little force, Duan Lihua would have been sent here even if he had ten lives.

No one dared to move, even Qu Mei, who was hidden in the shadows, had some traps.

Su Zhuo stared at Duan Lihua's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi, don't be afraid, Master won't let him hurt you!"

Duan Lihua naturally trusted Su Zhuo very much, but tears flowed down her cheeks.

Su Zhuo sighed and asked, "Murong Ping, you haven't finished your words yet. What kind of enmity do those people have against you, and why did they kill your mother?"

Murong Ping was quickly surrounded by the crowd, and he already knew that he would definitely not be able to escape today. He smiled wryly, his eyes full of despair. He said: "When my mother was pregnant with me, I was desperate. It was easy to find a hut in the west of the city, but she was subjected to the cold eyes and insults of those people! She was forced to die by those people!"Please enter the text (to be continued.) )