More than two dozen corpses covered with white cloth were placed in the courtyard of the Shen ancestral hall, which looked shocking, and the wind gently raised the four corners of the white cloth, bringing a sour smell, so that the officials guarding around the ancestral hall had to hold their breath, lest they vomit out the overnight meal.
Since there was no other place suitable for placement, Cheng Muyou had to order people to temporarily place these bodies in this abandoned ancestral hall, and asked Shi Fei to rush to Xin'an City to mobilize the officials, after all, so many people died, the strength of the three of them alone was definitely not enough.
Cheng Muyou's gaze swept over these rows of corpses one by one, and finally stopped on Wang Zhiyu's body, the reason why he could identify that Xiucai was because the white cloth on the corpse was stained red with blood, which was completely different from other corpses.
In fact, when he was salvaging just now, he found that the bodies except for Wang Zhiyu were soaked and swollen, and his stomach was filled with water, but Wang Zhiyu was still as thin as he was when he was alive, but there was a knife wound deep in his back on his chest.
"They were all drowned, only you were stabbed to death and thrown into the water, right?"
Cheng Muyou muttered to himself at the corpse.
"My lord, Miss Yan is here, saying that she has something important to tell you."
Shi Jin whispered in his ear.
"Bring her in."
Cheng Muyou blurted out without thinking about it.
After a while, Yan Niang's figure appeared at the door of the ancestral hall, and she was still as relaxed as when she was sheltering from the rain in front of the wall a few days ago, as if she was not frightened by the dozens of stinking corpses in the courtyard at all.
Cheng Muyou temporarily wiped away the doubts in his heart, and he stepped forward, "Miss Yan, Wang Zhiyu's body was also found in the lake. ” "I know, it's all over the town, that's why I'm here to find you."
"Does the girl have any clues?"
Hearing her words, Cheng Muyou was shocked.
Yan Niang nodded her head, "Wang Zhiyu came to the inn yesterday to look for me, but I was not there at the time, so he left in a hurry. ” "What?
He's looking for you?
Why didn't you come to me when I came to you?
Cheng Muyou asked with a frown.
"yes, why didn't he go find you?"
Yan Niang looked at him with a smile.
Cheng Muyou reacted instantly, he walked quickly to Wang Zhiyu's body, tore off the white cloth with a "swish", and then took out a dagger from his waist, cut his clothes in three or two strokes, and tore them off.
Wang Zhiyu's body was soaked in the lake water, just like him, simple and straightforward, clean without any impurities.
Cheng Muyou's gaze swept along his neck to his ankles, over and over again, but he didn't find any valuable clues.
"He doesn't seem to have left us with anything," he said with some disappointment, but soon, as if he had found something, he crouched down and raised Wang Zhiyu's tightly held right hand.
"Hold it so tightly, it must be something important."
Yan Niang's voice came from above, and she bent down and poked her head down, looking down with curiosity.
Cheng Muyou took a lot of effort to break Wang Zhiyu's five fingers that were locked together, but the contents made him even more disappointed, it was just a few weeds that could be seen everywhere, it seemed that this guy was not as smart as they thought, and could leave some valuable clues after his death.
A beautiful hand poked down from above and picked up the grass root in Wang Zhiyu's hand, "Weeds?
She whispered, "What does that mean?"
Does it represent anything?
” "Cursive?"
Cheng Muyou suddenly gasped, and then slowly stood up holding his already sore legs, he looked at Yan Niang, and said the word that had been held in his heart for a long time, "Jing." ” "He wanted to tell us that it was the Jing family who killed him, that's right, Wang Zhiyu must have remembered what Ji Yao said to him, so he was anxious to tell you about the murderer of Ji Yao, but you are in Jing Mansion, he can't throw himself into the net, so he wants to come to me, and then tell the truth to the adults through me, but unfortunately I was not at the inn at the time."
"But there is another pair of eyes that have long been on him, that person knows that we have seen him, so when he saw him hurrying to find you, he knew that he already knew the murderer of Ji Yao, so he found an opportunity to get rid of Wang Zhiyu and threw his body into the lake."
Cheng Muyou continued her words and analyzed.
"My lord, then the murderer who killed Ji Yao and Wang Zhiyu is the same person, and that person is in Jing Mansion."
Cheng Muyou turned his head suddenly, his voice became low and hoarse, "But, why did he kill people, why did he drown these women in the spring lake?"
” "Because of desire."
Yan Niang said coldly on the side.
"Desire?"
"These women all have a black snake on their foreheads, have you ever wondered what this means?"
Cheng Muyou lowered his head, his eyes looked at a female corpse beside him, one of her hands was exposed from the white cloth, and large and small needle eyes could be faintly seen on the belly of her five fingers, "Black snake, desire," Cheng Muyou repeated, and then raised his head suddenly, "They were imprisoned by him?"
” "In ancient times, the black snake was a symbol of reproduction and masculinity, and the snake totem became a primitive worship of fertility in the early days," Yan Niang slowly recounted in an emotionless voice, "If adults take off these women's clothes, they will find more pinholes on their chests and perineums, because they are not simply enslaved, but become someone." ” Cheng Muyou was silent for a long time, his eyes swept over and over again the soaked and swollen corpses on the ground, they used to be someone's wife, someone's sister, or even someone's mother, but now, after suffering all the humiliation, they were tied to a stone and thrown into the cold lake, if it wasn't for the strange floating from the bottom of the lake this morning, their bodies would have melted into the mud, turned into blood, and never seen the light of day again.
Thinking of this, his brain suddenly buzzed, pity, pity, pity, could she be imprisoned like these women......
Cheng Muyou didn't dare to think about it anymore, because if he thought about it any longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to stay awake, and in that case, he would probably never find her whereabouts again.
"It's useless for adults to think too much now, it's better to rush to Jingfu earlier, so that there are more chances of saving Miss Jiang."
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Yan Niang seemed to see through Cheng Muyou's thoughts, and her calm tone not only did not make him angry, but made him feel a lot more comfortable.
"Prepare the horses."
He shouted outward, then turned his head to look behind him, "Is Miss Yan willing to go with you?"
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