## #058血案

The eyes are dark, and the liver and spleen are rotten.

The spirit flew away, and the lonely goose muttered.

Climb out of the city gate of Sui'an Mansion, and the direction of the eastern suburbs is the Forget Worry Lake. The full moon is so low that it's hard to tell if it's because the lake is higher than usual or if the moon is only on the surface of the lake and doesn't want to climb higher.

The surface of the lake is like blood, and the moon is like a mirror. The people standing by the lake saw this scene of red wax tears, the scene of heaven and earth weeping. Sawano struggled to control the ups and downs of his shoulders to make himself look like he was in order. It's just that in her heart, she is thinking about the grass and trees under the water, and the people under the water.

The water in the lake is like this, and I don't know what happened underwater.

Xiao Yu saw his wife staring at the lake without saying a word, and gently hugged her shoulders and brought them to his side.

Before the closure of the city, Yan Wangfu evacuated all the soldiers. At this moment, these soldiers are gathering beside the Lake of Forgotten Worries, with 30 chariots, crossbowmen, and spearmen standing with weapons, forming seven phalanxes of different sizes, thin, medium, and thick; with drums and banners behind, they are easy to attack and defend; and two formations of soldiers in the rear, with light armor, can change their formation at any time.

The main general is in front, majestic, heroic, sideburns like a knife, eyebrows like ink. This person is none other than the little prince of Yan Wangfu-Qin Yan. He also has another identity, the first gate in the world - the master of the Shangwu Sect.

This person rarely shows up, everyone on the rivers and lakes respects the martial arts sect, but few people know that the master of the martial arts sect is actually a little prince with a tall posture, outstanding martial arts, and a lot of wealth.

Such a life experience is the envy of anyone. When the nightingale saw Qin Yan, the scar on his face stabbed deeply.

Over the years, he has been concentrating on the affairs of the mirror to the building, and this scar has almost faded away.

At this moment, it was like a ghost in the middle of the night, rushing from behind, stretching out its quenched nails, and ripping his face one by one.

Finally, as strong as a nightingale, it was unbearable, covering his cheeks, and he was in great distress.

As soon as his fingertips touched the scar, he felt even more remorse and shame in his heart, and suddenly felt weakness in his lower limbs, and it was extremely difficult to even stand firmly.

Even so, the nightingale was a nightingale after all, and his keen sense of smell had detected something strange around him, and the sound of the war drums passing through.

Ye Xiaolou naturally heard it.

"Here he comes. Ye Xiaolou stood in place, not moving.

Thinking that just stabilizing his body had already consumed most of his strength, Nightingale was even more ashamed.

Looking at Ye Xiaolou again, with the mirror moon behind, he was as calm and calm as a mountain peak and an ancient tree. And today's full moon is supposed to be his most vulnerable.

Over the years, the nightingale has become accustomed to being more cautious than usual in what he speaks or does on the day of the full moon, lest Ye Xiaolou's breath be unsteady and do something terrible.

And all the things he committed with his own hands have become wounds that he can't erase, pain that he can't hide, tormenting this person day and night.

This once terrifying teenager.

Of course, everything is just a legend, no one knows about Ye Xiaolou's past, even Yeqing, who grew up in Jingxianglou, doesn't know whether those rumors are true or false.

Every time Yeqing remembered those pasts, she would pick up a pot of the best wine in Willow Alley, and pour it up like drinking water.

Let the wine drip on the placket of the clothes, the eyes are red, and the words are stopped, or a pot of wine is raised in the air, and the words that want to be said are still not spoken.

His eyes didn't know if it was because the amount of wine was not good or if the Yaojun brew in Liuxiang was really not an immortal, and it was so red that it was like a pear blossom soaked in spring rain, full of overflowing water.

The most terrifying rumor is that in the year when Ye Xiaolou took over Jingxianglou, he killed 31 families in the Taihu Lake area overnight. Young and old, all of them died.

A few months later, local governments discovered that the 31 families had died on the same night.

There are as many stars in the sky as there are ways to kill people in the world. The stars have depths, distances, and nearness, but the methods of killing people are only useful and useless.

But for some people, killing people is as solemn and elegant as the moon hanging on the moon. The death of these thirty-one families is like an emperor's ritual of worshipping the heavens.

There are nine fields in the sky, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine corners, and 500 million miles to the earth; there are five stars, eight winds, twenty-eight houses, five senses, six mansions, purple palaces, Taiwei, Xuanyuan, Xianchi, four guards, and heaven.

Northeast, wood, wood color blue, so called the sky, its star room, heart, tail; northeast, the season of water, the yang energy is exhausted, the yin energy begins, all things are born, so it is called the change of the sky; north, November, Jianzi, the water of Zhongye, the water color is black, so it is called Xuantian; the northwest is called the dark sky, its star east wall, Kui, Lou; west, gold, color white, hao, white, so it is called Haotian; the south is fire, the southwest is said to be the end of the fire, the flame is down, for the young yang, so the southwest is called Zhutian, its stars are sang, ginseng, Dongjing; south, May, Jianwu, in the fire, the fire is said to be on the fire, so it is called the hot sky, its stars are ghosts, willows, and seven stars; in the southeast, the season of the wood is also, and the sun will be the sun, pure dry things, so it is called Yangtian, and its stars are Zhang, wings, and Zhen.

These 31 households, located near Jinling, are arranged in the east, northeast, north, northwest, west, south, southwest, and southeast.

The deceased's upper body in the east grew wicker, which passed through the body and was entangled, and dense yellow flowers bloomed between the wickers.

The yellow flower had a strange aroma, and it covered the body for three days before it was found and reported to the government.

A total of 38 yellow flower cages, 38 people died, and the bodies were burned. When burning, the fragrance fills the city, and the fragrance does not dissipate for half a month after burning.

Sixty-one people died in the south, the city was on fire, and the people carried water to fight the fire, but the fire became bigger and bigger, and the fire ignited the water of Taihu Lake in the distance. Seeing that it was uncontrollable, it had burned all over the two streets, but suddenly it rained heavily, and in an instant, the fire turned into a black and oppressive dead silence.

A few days later, when the government investigated the identity of the deceased, it was found that 61 people were from nine families, and there were no other deceased people outside of these nine families, and none of the nine families survived.

At this point in the investigation, the officials who handled the case were so frightened that they took leave from their families for half a month, went to Jinling City, and transferred a few friends who could barely be regarded as friends, and scattered a lot of silver taels before entering the Lin Mansion.

After talking about this disaster, he stayed in the Lin Mansion for a few days before returning home.

The following month, the strange story of Xu was reported to Luzhou, and the locals linked the strange events in their city to the two bizarre deaths.

Baihuajing Lane is the most lively alley in Luzhou City, one night, a group of people rushed to the street as if they had discussed, angry, ran from this end of Baihuajing Lane to that end, and scolded endlessly, and did not know what to say. Passers-by who saw this shook their heads again and again when they talked about the situation that night, "It's terrible, it's terrible, it's ghostly, ghostly." Wherever it is spoken, it is the sound of howling ghosts. ”

The people around them were so frightened that they closed their doors and windows, but fortunately these people did not provoke their neighbors, but just blindly rampage, seeing trees against trees, seeing walls against walls, and when they saw the same fierce and manic people, they grabbed each other until one fell down and died.

No one knows who the murderer is who committed these crimes, and the government has been investigating for half a year, but they don't know why these people all died tragically overnight.

In the end, the government counted all the dead that night, plus the 27 people who died in the lake in Hezhou, a total of 199 people, from 31 families, and these 31 families died cleanly, and none of them survived.

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