Shi Jin yelled "yes" heavily, and led the crowd towards the door, but before the group walked outside the house, they heard Cheng Muyou's voice.
"Wait, Shi Jin, why is the foot of this bed oozing blood?"
Shi Jin was taken aback, hurriedly turned around, and walked towards the big bed against the wall, but he turned around a few times, and finally smashed his mouth, and said hesitantly to Cheng Muyou, "My lord, where is the blood here, isn't it an adult who has lost his eyes?"
” Cheng Muyou still stared at the head of the bed without moving, and squeezed out a very light sentence from between his teeth, "Shi Jin, let them go find someone first, and you go and see what is under this bed." ” Although Shi Jin was puzzled, he still walked to the side of the bed as he instructed, lifted the elaborately carved wooden bed, and leaned over to look inside.
"My lord, the floor tiles down here seem to have been rebuilt, you wait, I'll pry it open" The bricks were dug out piece by piece, Shi Jin suddenly gasped, and said loudly, "My lord, there is really something buried underneath."
When the dilapidated wooden box was rested on the floor in front of him, Cheng Muyou heard a suppressed low voice in his ears, this voice was very familiar, but Shi Jin couldn't hear it, he only looked at the box by himself, and said in confusion, "Build this thing underground, is this Dong Zongyuan secretly saving private money?"
” Cheng Muyou was still silent, he took out his long sword, inserted it into the gap of the wooden box, and lifted the lid of the box with a "bang".
A fishy smell mixed with the smell of rot rushed out, choking Shi Jin with his nose and taking two steps back, but when he saw the bloody head in the box that had not closed his eyes, he slowly lowered his hand and stayed for a long time before holding back a few words from his mouth, "This woman hid her husband under the bed" The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the hills, woods, and houses in Yushan Village are all pressed down by the heavy snow, and they are white.
On the high and low branches, large snow balls were held, and when the wind blew, they fell to the ground, making a rustling sound, like the sound of gentle footsteps.
This voice caused Cheng Muyou to keep looking back, and after twisting his head a few times in a row, even he felt that he was too careful, and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, "It's just a single woman, how can it make you jealous of this, when did you become so timid?"
” Thinking so, he strode forward, but whenever there was an abnormal movement behind him, he still couldn't help but stop, and only after confirming that there was no one did he dare to continue to move forward with confidence.
Snowflakes mingled in the cold wind, wreaking havoc and flying in front of his eyes, obscuring his vision.
The fire fold that Cheng Muyou held tightly in his hand was blown out by the wind several times, so he simply abandoned it, threw it on the ground, and walked forward with difficulty in the face of the wind and snow, looking around as he went, hoping to find that familiar figure.
Cold, a branch that couldn't bear the weight fell from the sky and smashed on Cheng Muyou's body, covering him with a thick layer of snow clothing.
He was startled, and when he realized that it was just a branch, he hurriedly reached out and patted the snow off his face, and shook his sleeves again, shaking all the snow off his body.
But as soon as I looked up after tidying up, I saw a figure that did not slip away from a short distance, and suddenly disappeared in the heavy snow.
Cheng Mu yelled at the man, held the long sword in his hand, and quickly ran in the direction where the man disappeared, but fortunately, although the others were gone, the footprints were left on the thick snow, so he followed those deep marks, ran forward for about half a cup of tea, and finally stood still in front of a tall old pine.
The footprints were gone, and just under the pine tree, in front of him there was nothing but a white snowfield, and there was only this towering tree like a green tower, which was green and straight, and although the crown of the tree was heavily covered with snow, it was still full of life, and there was no sign of decay.
But Cheng Muyou had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery, and now, every vein of his body was about to burst open with hot blood, beating suddenly in his body.
It was the blood of revenge, it was like a glass of wine, delicious but poisonous, and it made his brain a little dizzy.
He stared at the tree, his sword grip on the hilt in his hand, and he approached it step by step, his boots on the snow, and each soft sound made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Huh" Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from behind the tree, which was very soft, torn apart by the wind, and soon vanished.
But Cheng Muyou stagnated and recognized the voice.
At the same time, a half-figure slowly leaned out from behind the tree: Mrs.
Dong, no, maybe it would be more appropriate to call her Barnacle, she was wearing a shiny mink jacket, holding the trunk of the tree with both hands, and her upper body leaned out from behind the tree, smiled softly at him, and said softly, "My lord, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have lost a lot of weight."
I heard that you have found Miss Jiang's body, and looking at the appearance of the adult, you should be grief-stricken by now.
Actually, I don't want to kill her, such a beauty, I can't bear to kill her, but who let the adults meddle in their affairs, step by step, barnacles have to be reluctant.
But rest assured, when Miss Jiang died, she did not suffer much sin, because as soon as I went down, I pierced her heart, and she didn't even scream, so she went. ” "My lord, what's wrong with you, your face is so red, are you angry?
Would you like to kill me now?
It's a pity that you are an official, I am a citizen, even if you want to kill me, I am afraid you have to worry about your identity. ” Cheng Muyou looked at the woman in front of him, although she had shaved shoulders and a thin waist, she couldn't help but be weak, but there was a ruthlessness in her body, especially her eyes, which were so cold, like a pile of snow, which made his heart tremble involuntarily, as if it was hurt by her gaze.
No wonder that Zhu Gongzi wants to transfer her to others, with such a person by his side every night, I am afraid that he will not be able to sleep peacefully.
Thinking of this, Cheng Muyou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, "You want to deliberately provoke me and let me kill you here?"
But you miscalculated, I will not kill you here, I will bring you to justice and tell the world about your crimes. ” With that, he walked towards the cedar, but as soon as he took a few steps, his feet were empty, and he fell heavily.