Old Man Li was stunned: "Her place is hard to find, so I have to take you there."
He didn't understand why Miss Wenren was so anxious even though the dowry was belonging to his youngest daughter's family and was not valuable.
He didn't think anything of it.
"It's too late, I'm afraid."
Wenren Qianjue clenched her fists and pulled Old Man Li out of the cellar.
He hired a carriage when he went out and said, "Hurry up, hurry up."
The master was driving in a hurry and almost hit a pedestrian on the roadside.
Passing by at lightning speed, I heard passers-by scolding me in the distance: "You are here for a funeral."
Wenren Qianjue frowned and raised his lips indifferently: "I'm afraid it's true."
Calculating the time, it has been a while since Xiaohui died and disappeared.
Even if that girl Xiaozhu really got that thing, she would be as anxious as Xia Yunrou.
The deaths of Xiaohui and other girls were part of the aging process, but Xia Yunrou didn't even have time to age when she died, and it was a sudden death.
"Stop, stop, stop, this is it."
Old man Li was shaken so hard that his bones almost fell apart.
When he got out of the car and took a breath, Wenren Qianjue had already walked in.
The courtyard is not deep, and there is no one in the courtyard.
It seems that everyone has gone out.
Wenren Qianjue raised his hand and knocked twice on the open door: "Is there anyone there?"
The only response she received was silence.
She walked in, and suddenly a face appeared next to her Looking carefully, the girl standing next to her was very beautiful, with picturesque features, as delicate as Xiaojiabiyu, but her face was too pale, and her eyes were vacant and dull as she looked at her.
Wenren Qianjue took a step back and distanced himself so he could observe her.
That strange beauty made her heart sink: "You are Xiaozhu" Suddenly, the girl looked up, giggled, and murmured nervously: "Help me, help me."
Uncle Li ran after her breathlessly, and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him: "I haven't seen you for a few days, why is this girl like you so beautiful?"
As if she had not seen her elders, the girl suddenly reached out and grabbed Wenren Qianjue: "Help me, help me."
Old man Li was stunned by the strange scene in front of him and asked in a trembling voice: "Miss Wenren, what's wrong with Xiaozhu?"
Wenren Qianjue gritted her teeth, feeling the cold temperature of the girl's fingers on her arm.
The temperature was no longer that of a normal person.
It seemed that the person holding her for help was just a dead person.
"I also want to know what happened to her."
Wenren Qianjue stared at Xiaozhu: "Tell me, what did you use and where is it?"
Xiaozhu suddenly retracted his hands like an electric shock, covered his mouth, and chuckled.
The creepy laughter echoed in the small courtyard.
Old Man Li got goosebumps all over his body and became a little anxious: "What's wrong with this child?"
Xiaozhu had laughed enough and suddenly started to scratch her face frantically: "I can't take it off anymore, I can't take it off anymore, please help me, help me."
But her face was clean, with nothing on it.
Wenren Qianjue stretched out his hand, and as soon as his hand touched her face, suddenly her face began to glow.
A thin film as thin as cicada wings and as bright as moonlight suddenly appeared, and then disappeared immediately.
She tried to grab it again, but she couldn't touch anything.
At the same time, a wrinkle as deep as a ravine appeared between Xiaozhu's eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, the skin on his face began to relax and turn yellow, with wrinkles one by one, just like the paintings of Ma Liang, the magic pen.
From emergence to reality, it was only a short time.
A matter of just a moment.
My eyes are cloudy and my skin has age spots.
A head of beautiful black hair peeled off the black, revealing a shocking silvery white.
The hairpins fell quietly from the dry hair.
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Snap. fell to the ground.
Xiaozhu stretched out his hand towards Wenren Qianjue, and uttered the last silent exclamation: "Help me."
The voice sounded like it was dug out of an ancient tomb.
Then he fell down Wenren Qianjue clenched his fists and looked at the fallen body. save her She also wants to save But how to save such a life-threatening method?
Is it magic or poison?
She has never seen such a situation.
How to save it?
Every girl who appeared had either died prematurely, or had tightened her lips and refused to say anything.
Xiaozhu kept shouting for help, but she didn't even say what she was afraid of.
Uncle Li saw Xiaozhu's death with his own eyes, and his lips turned white with fear: "This is how Xiaohui Xiaohui died."
"I know."
Wenren Qianjue said, her voice colder than ice cubes.
Without stopping, she walked directly to Xiaozhu's boudoir, opened her dowry and started rummaging through it.
Finally, her eyes stopped on a small on the box.
There’s nothing special about that small box made of eight-treasure wood paint.
It’s just that it also has the Hongyanfang mark on it.
"This thing belongs to Xiaohui" She suppressed her anger and asked Old Man Li who came in.
Old Man Li took one look and said yes.
Hongyanfang is Hongyanfang again.
It seems that she went to Hongyanfang once last time.
In any case, that boy’s belongings appear next to the deceased every time, which is a bit strange.
More importantly, Xiaohui and Xiaozhu's family backgrounds are very ordinary and they can't afford the things in Hongyanfang.
"Where did this thing come from?"
Wenren Qianjue clutched the small box in his hand.
"I don't know."
Old Man Li shook his head.
He didn't care about the little girl's things.
Suddenly, a large number of footsteps came from outside.
The government officials surrounded the whole room.
The prefect walked out with official steps: "Wenren Qianjue, please come with me."
Wenren Qianjue weighed the small box in his hand and glanced at the people around him: "What do you mean, Lord Magistrate?"
"I'm not interested."
He held up his belt and looked at Wenren Qianjue's eyes full of sinisterness: "It's just that I now suspect that Miss Wenren has killed someone."
Among the many government officials, a gangster looked at Wenren Qianjue with a sly look, and she understood immediately.
The little gangster followed her here.
When he saw the dead person, he immediately found a way to notify the prefect to arrest him.
As an investigator, she was framed on her own head.
It was interesting.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
She tossed the small box in her hand.
When she was angry, someone wanted to cause trouble.
That would be the best.
She also had a channel to vent her anger.
The prefect did not expect to be so happy and immediately called the Yamen: "Here comes someone, why don't we arrest him yet?"
Wenren Qianjue quickly pulled out the dagger, swung the sharp frost blade horizontally, and sneered: "I said, I will go with you, not you to escort me."
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Every word she spoke was very slow and full of threats.
The prefect could only snort: "Then let's go."
In the courtroom, the prefect sat down on his chair, dropped the alarm, and began to examine the case.
A large number of people gathered outside.
Last time, Wenren Qianjue forced the prefect to kneel down at the gate of the government office.
Not long after, it was reported that Wenren Qianjue had killed someone and the prefect was reviewing the case.
How could you miss this huge excitement?
Wenren Qianjue stood proudly in the lobby, with the same expression in front of everyone.
Perhaps she should have had a chance to stand upright here and tell the world what kind of person Wenren Qianjue is.
The prefect took pictures of the prisoner, but did not examine the case.
He looked anxiously on the road, not knowing who he was waiting for.
Wenren Qianjue crossed her chest, squinted her eyes, and said in a lazy voice: "Sir, the case is not being heard yet."
The magistrate glared at her: "Wenren Qianjue, don't be arrogant, you will suffer it later."
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice came up: "Sister, are you okay?"
As soon as Wenren Xuexi's sedan chair dropped, she walked over from the crowd.
There were whispers all around.
"I heard that the second young lady is here too."
"Yes, she is really beautiful."
"Not only is she beautiful, she is also a famous and talented woman."
Seeing the magistrate's relieved expression, Wenren Qianjue felt like a mirror in her heart.
She looked back and smiled lightly: "Why is the second sister here to try the case?"
Hearing what she said, Wenren Xuexi immediately had red eyes and said softly: "What did my sister say?
Of course, my sister heard that something happened to you and came here to see you."
He looked extremely aggrieved because he was worried about Wenren Qianjue but could not be understood.
The prefect immediately called the yamen servant: "Why are you so stunned?
Why don't you quickly show Miss Wenren your seat?"
Wenren Xuexi nodded to her and looked encouraging: "Sister, sister is sitting here.
If you have anything to say, please tell the adults.
The adults will not make things difficult for you."
After that, she returned to her chair. sit down.
They are also the daughters of the Wen family.
One was beaten as a prisoner, but the other was a guest of the family.
Interestingly, Wenren Qianjue touched her nose with a smile in her eyes.
Now that the other party has everything in place, they are just waiting for the good show to begin.
She raised her head and said in a clear voice: "Master Magistrate, the person you are waiting for has arrived.
You can start the interrogation."
The prefect coughed and said: "Ahem, what are you talking about?"
He slapped the crowd and said, "Bring witnesses up here."
The gangster rubbed his hands, walked out, and knelt on the ground with a playful smile: "Sir, when I was passing by the house today, I saw Wenren Qianjue reaching out and touching Xiaozhu's face, and Xiaozhu immediately fell to the ground and died.
The villain is very scared, so he comes to the adults to arrest him.”
After the little gangster finished speaking, another government servant knelt on the ground: "When the villain and the adults rushed in, they were at the front.
Seeing and hearing Ren Qianjue was rummaging through Xiaozhu's things very impatiently, as if he was looking for something."
What they say is correct, but highly misleading.
The onlookers were talking a lot.
Wenren Qian must have put some kind of curse on Xiaozhu.
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The magistrate spoke leisurely and continued to guide the audience unhurriedly: "Wenren Qianjue, I only want to ask you a question.
Did the beautiful lady Xia Yunrou have a problem with you and then died in front of your door?"
Wenren Qianjue yawned, is the trial so boring?
She thought the prefect might have some fresh ideas: "Mr.
Prefect, what you just asked were two questions."
The prefect was furious: "Answer my question quickly."
Wenren Qianjue smiled and admitted frankly: "That's right."
The onlookers talked louder.
The prefect nodded with satisfaction, then raised his eyes, showed his official power and shouted: "Wenren Qianjue, when it comes to Xia Yunrou, you can still laugh in court, you are basically a female devil. head" The female devil smiled lightly when she heard Ren Qianjue, the name was not bad, she liked it very much.
Seeing that she was still smiling calmly, the magistrate didn't know what to do.
He glanced at Wenren Xuexi.
Seeing that Wenren Xuexi was just drinking tea leisurely, he gritted his teeth and asked again: "Are you still there?"
What’s there to say?”
Wenren Qianjue shrugged: "There's nothing to say."
Up until now, what the prefect said was true, and she really had nothing to refute.
Wenren Xuexi taught this trick very well.
The prefect looked at her as if he didn't believe it.
The cunning Wenren Qianjue didn't even refute.
She couldn't be plotting something else.
Cold sweat broke out, and the prefect didn't want to delay any longer.
He gritted his teeth and threw down a stick: "I will put you in jail and await the death penalty."
The government officials were waiting for this moment and surrounded him with their killing sticks.
Wenren Qianjue stood calmly in the middle of the lobby, the smile on his lips unchanged, but his voice was as cold as something fished out of the ice: "Let's see who dares":