You Kejian looked at the burnt face with indistinguishable facial features, but still didn't speak, only a long tear hung out from the corner of his eye, and stared at "Xin Ziyu" silently.
A sad cry came from the body of "Xin Ziyu", her ten fingers stretched straight, and suddenly grabbed at You Kejian, however, before the fingers touched his face, You Kejian suddenly raised the right hand holding the jade hairpin and stabbed it heavily and fiercely in his face.
Pull up, poke down, pull up, poke again, one after another, without hesitation, without softness, just a moment of effort, pierced more than a dozen bloody holes in his face.
Blood gushed out, staining his face and neck red, and he laughed loudly, as if he had finally crushed the big stone that had been pressing in his heart for decades, "Ziyu, you don't have to worry about it now, because I am the same as you, and the two of us will be the same again from now on." ” "Xin Ziyu" stood still, although she no longer had eyes, she dripped a few strings of translucent tears, tears crossed her face, and she seemed to have become that flower-like appearance again.
You Kejian also saw it, and he smiled, "Ziyu, I never thought of leaving you alone." ” When the words fell, the jade hairpin was raised high again, and he aimed at his throat and inserted it steadily.
"Xin Ziyu"'s body trembled, suddenly softened, and fell to the ground, she is now Xie Xiaoyu again.
Yan Niang saw an ethereal white shadow crouching beside You Kejian's corpse, letting out a mournful cry that only she could hear.
"You and him are fate and fate, but your hands are stained with too much blood, even if you go to the underworld, you can't stay with him, so let me help you once."
With a wave of her hand, a handkerchief floated towards Xin Ziyu's soul, wrapped it up, and tied it into a sachet.
Yan Niang walked over and picked up the sachet, hesitated for a moment, and then took out the butterfly jade hairpin from You Kejian's hand, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the courtyard, Yan Niang put the jade hairpin into the placket, quietly walked downstairs and hid behind the bamboo in the courtyard, and after everyone came in, she came out, and came to Cheng Muyou's side unconsciously in the chaos, and glanced at him gently.
Cheng Muyou nodded knowingly, a group of mermaids walked up to the attic, and saw You Kejian and Xie Xiaoyu lying on the ground, Qin Yingbao and Pei Ran were startled at first, and then rushed towards Xie Xiaoyu together, but stopped at the same time a few feet away from her.
Xie Xiaoyu's body was covered with large pieces of blood, they were like demonic flowers, growing high from her body, blooming luxuriantly and gorgeously.
Pei Ran collapsed on the ground, tears fell from the corners of his eyes one by one like beads with broken threads, he fell to the ground and cried loudly, "Xiaoyu is dead, Xiaoyu is really dead." ” "She's not dead."
Three cold words floated above Pei Ran's head, Qin Yingbao strode towards Xie Xiaoyu's body, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and caressed her cheek with his fingers, "She's not dead."
He emphasized this sentence again, and his arm tightened Xie Xiaoyu's body.
Cheng Muyou wanted to tell him that the corpse spots had appeared, and the person must have been dead for more than two days, but he squeezed a trace of pity into his heart for no reason, bit his lip, and forced this sentence down.
"My lord, what shall we do now?"
Jiang Xixi asked on the side.
"The jade hairpin has been found, the resentment has been soothed, find Xie Xiaoyu's father, let's leave."
Jiang Xixi clenched his fists and said yes, and was just about to leave, but was stopped by Cheng Muyou again, his tone was slow and heavy, "You Kejian's body will also be pulled away." ” Jiang Xixi just wanted to ask why, but seeing Cheng Muyou's solemn face, he didn't say anything, and replied yes and retreated.
Cheng Muyou watched You Kejian's body being wrapped up and dragged away, turned his head and asked, "Miss Yan, jade hairpin?"
” "It's clean now, it's just an ordinary hairpin."
"Was You Kejian killed by Xin Ziyu?"
"He killed himself."
"Then why didn't you stop him?"
Yan Niang looked at Qin Yingbao, he was still holding Xie Xiaoyu, his eyes were dull, and he didn't let go no matter how others persuaded him, "Everyone has their own calamity, no one can help this calamity, so they can only endure it by themselves, maybe in the eyes of adults, You Kejian's death is too cruel, but for him, it is a relief." ” She withdrew her gaze from Qin Yingbao, turned around and walked towards the door, "It's hard to cross the catastrophe, the heart doesn't move, people don't move, my lord, go back." ” The night was deep, and the dark night was like a huge curtain covering the starry sky.
Yan Niang sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding a flower bandage in her hand, and embroidered a white robe scholar according to the appearance of You Kejian, so that he and Xin Ziyu's embroidery samples stood side by side.
After embroidering, she unfolded the silk cloth and looked at her work with satisfaction: "Although I can't be in the same hole after death, I embroider the souls of the two of you in one place, which can be regarded as fulfilling your infatuation." ” After that, he took out the butterfly jade hairpin from his shirt and put it on the table to look at it carefully: according to You Kejian's statement, this jade hairpin should have fallen into the river, but how did it get it by the old man Tian?
Now that he has this hairpin, how can he be safe and secure, and he will not be affected by it?
Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a long cough from outside the door, "There is a loan and a return, it is not difficult to borrow again, girl, can you wear this leather that you borrowed?"
” Yan Niang recognized this voice, she hurriedly stood up, and carried the jade hairpin to the ground with her sleeve, making a crisp sound of "bang".
A pale red shadow floated out of the butterfly jade hairpin, sticking to Yan Niang's face, and suddenly, the shadow moved, and suddenly burrowed into her body.
At the same time, an old figure appeared in the courtyard gate, it was the head of the old field, he held a jujube stick in his hand, and walked in with a "click" knock on the ground.
When he arrived in the courtyard, he smiled at Yan Niang, his face wrinkled like a walnut, "Girl, I haven't seen you for a long time." ” Yan Niang raised her feet and wanted to walk towards him, but her body seemed to be locked, and she couldn't move at all, her fingers picked at the edge of the stone table, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with a sneer, "Yan Kewang, sure enough, it's you, you pretended to be an old man Tian and came to Xin'an City just for this day." ” The old man named Yan Kewang let out a satisfied snoring sound from his throat, "I didn't expect you to be negligent, no wonder, this butterfly jade hairpin is indeed a strange thing, because it imprisons two unjust souls, the small one has been embroidered by you, but the big one, but there is no taste, hehe, you didn't expect it, the more fierce it is, the more undetectable it is." ”