Jiang Xixi turned his head slightly, his eyes stared at the wild grass swaying left and right, now there is no wind, and the grass in other places is not moving, except for the grass, which rises and falls like a wave, wave after wave.
She held her breath, took her sword and walked towards the grass little by little, fixed three feet away, and gently stood on tiptoe to look into the grass.
As she expected, a few gray-black back hairs could be faintly seen in the grass, so she took a deep breath, jumped up from the spot, drew a perfect arc with her body, and slashed through the air, the long sword in her hand straight into the center of the wild grass, and she herself stood upside down in the air with the hilt of the sword, not moving.
There was a chirping sound in the grass, and the rats retreated like a gray blanket into the mountains and forests, and after a while, they disappeared, leaving only the "unlucky ghost" who had been pierced under the tip of the sword.
Jiang Xixi fell from the sky and shook off the mouse on the sword, she looked at the mountains and forests with shadows and pupils, but her heart suddenly cooled.
Oh no, their goal is not themselves, otherwise, it would never be possible to retreat so easily.
Thinking of this, her heart chuckled, she pulled her legs and ran towards the silkworm temple, her light body shuttled quickly in the mountains and forests, and in less than a cup of tea, people had already arrived outside the door of the silkworm temple.
The temple was pitch black, and the statue of the silkworm god faintly came out of the darkness, and the smile with red lips and white teeth was a little hideous.
Jiang Xixi listened attentively, there was no sound, could it be that these rats had already done what they had to do, so they evacuated?
She didn't dare to delay for a moment, walked into the courtyard, shouted Fan Qing's name loudly, and her eyes shuttled back and forth in and out of the courtyard, trying to find Fan Qing's figure from the darkness.
However, after looking back and forth for a few laps, he didn't find half a figure, Jiang Xixi put down his breath a little, pulled his legs and walked out of the courtyard, before he reached the door, a terrible cry came from the other end of the mountain forest, sharp and thin, so that the hairs on her body exploded, and her back was covered with cold sweat.
Something happened, something happened.
She was so anxious that she ran with all her strength towards the source of the sound.
Through the layers of mountains and forests, she found that there was a cliff a few feet away from her, so she quickly put away her hand, carefully walked to the side of the cliff, and looked down.
It was dark below, and the night seemed to be all piled up under the cliff, and there was no light to see through, but the cry was clearly coming from here, and she could hear it more clearly.
Jiang Xixi bent down, Fan Qing and Fan Qing screamed a few times, as she expected, there was no response except for her own echo.
She glanced left and right with her eyes, and found that the cliff was covered with arm-thick vines, so she chose the thickest one to grasp in her hand, and pierced the cliff with her sword with her other hand, and slid down little by little.
Fortunately, the vine grew strong, and the roots were deeply rooted in the cracks of the stone, Jiang Xixi was petite, and had practiced light skills, so even if she swayed a few times in the middle, fortunately, there was no danger, and she actually slid all the way down the vine into the valley.
Her feet touched the ground before she breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as she turned around, a white figure not far away grabbed her newly settled heart.
She ran desperately towards the figure, and when she came closer, her feet were weak, and she could not get up from her knees for a long time.
The man's bones were shattered all over his body, including his skull, and his brains were gone, staining the rubble next to him red.
Originally, she could not identify the deceased with such a broken head, but the man's head was wrapped in a circle of white cloth, which had just been bandaged by the doctor in the hospital today.
"Fan Yin, why are you?"
Jiang Xixi closed his eyes, tears gushing down.
She didn't understand, obviously she followed Fan Qing into the mountain, but why it was Fan Yin who was buried under the valley now, although the two sisters were the same shape, but the clothes were different, Fan Qing was wearing her newly made peach-pink skirt, and there was no white cloth wrapped around her head, she would never admit her mistake.
Just when he was at a loss, the grass behind him moved, and a moan came from inside.
Jiang Xixi was frightened suddenly, and she couldn't care about being sad, she stood up and stabbed towards the grass with a long sword in her hand, but halfway through the sword, she forcibly took it back.
There was a man lying in the grass, and he was more fortunate than Fan Yin that he was still alive, because he happened to fall to the densest and highest place of the weeds, and the wild grass was like a thick blanket, cushioning the impact of his body when he landed.
However, he looked extremely weak, and he was obviously badly injured, and if he was not treated in time, I am afraid that if he was delayed for a few more hours, he would die like Fan Yin.
The day after Fan Yin's burial, Fan Qing was taken away by the people of the government, because that night, someone met her at the foot of the mountain, and the incident of her dispute with Fan Yin was known to all the people in the town, so the government naturally suspected that she was the murderer who pushed Fan Yin off the cliff.
Although she tried her best to defend herself, saying that she only saw Fan Yin on the road, so she followed her up the mountain, and then she went down the mountain when she was lost.
However, no one believed her words.
Mrs.
Fan was sick because of her two daughters, lying in bed all day, not thinking about tea and dinner, no matter how Jiang Xixi persuaded her, she just cried silently and didn't respond to a word.
Jiang Xixi was anxious, but she didn't dare to inquire about the official mansion, with her current status, if she went to the official mansion rashly, I was afraid that Fan Qing would not be rescued, and she would have to go in, so she could only walk around outside the official mansion every day, hoping to find out some news related to the case.
But the news of the government is so easy to inquire about, so she stayed outside the yamen for a few days, but still found nothing.
On this day, she decided to take a risk, and when she saw several officials coming out of the gate, she tried to go up and get close, but before she could take two steps, she saw Uncle Qi pushing Yu Wushu and walking out of the palace together.
Several officials sent him to the door, with a polite smile on their faces, "Master Yu, you can go back first, since the county magistrate has accepted it, he will definitely release him, you can wait for news at home with peace of mind." ” Yu Wuxian nodded, Uncle Qi hurriedly handed over a few paper bags, and said, "I'm sorry for everyone." ” Several officials respectfully carried him down the steps in front of the yamen, and then bent down and returned to the palace.
"Money can make ghosts grind, this seems to be true, Yu Gongzi, it seems that Sister Fan Qing's matter has come to an end."
Jiang Xixi walked out from behind the pillar, she didn't like this kind of scene of collusion between officials and businessmen, so she was quite angry in her tone.
"Miss Jiang, but you have been here for a few days, aren't you also here to rescue Fan Qing?
I believe that you, like me, believe that she did not kill. ”