Grief did not come to these few who witnessed the tragedy as expected, even if it was the brothers who had been with each other day and night on a daily basis.
Because all of them are now overshadowed by shock and great fear, and there is no time to savor other superfluous emotions.
Jiang Xixi's hand holding the long sword was slowly put down, she stood in place, looking at the thin black shadow in front of her, and her heart was confused.
Suddenly, her brain seemed to be split open by a sharp blade out of thin air, she held the long sword in her hand tighter, and her heart slowly twisted into a ball: no, Jin Yu left a bed full of debris after he died, but this one, how could it be swallowed alive?
Before she could think about it, the dark shadow suddenly turned in her direction, it had no facial features, and there was only a slender slit on its sunken face.
That's its mouth, Jiang Xixi thought to himself, it must be, because blood and minced flesh were still oozing outward in that crack.
She gasped a few times and roared with the last of her strength: "Brothers, kill it, kill this monster." ” So saying, she rushed at the front of it, but before she could reach the monster, she saw its scrawny body tremble and spasm, and its chest rise and fall violently, as if something was about to erupt from the ugly slit.
Jiang Xixi was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, the long sword was lightly picked up on the ground, and his body had already jumped to the side, but several other officials were not spared, they were covered by a fishy smell of steaming hot things, and they were tightly wrapped.
Cheng Muyou held his cheek with one hand, and looked at the dancing candle on the table with all his attention, not even noticing that Yan Niang walked in the door.
It wasn't until a cup of tea was placed in front of him that he was stunned for a moment, looked up at her, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "It's late at night, why don't you stop?"
” "Didn't the officials sleep either?"
Yan Niang pulled a chair and sat down beside him, "What's so beautiful about this candle flame, is it possible that there are flowers living in it?"
” "The beauty is right in front of you, so why bother to quench your thirst."
Cheng Muyou knew that she was amusing herself, so she simply followed her words.
"What was the official thinking?
I can't sleep well, why don't you tell me?
Yan Niang used scissors to cut on the wick of the candle, and the light in the room dimmed suddenly, but her snow-white face was set off even more fair.
"Recently, there have been two strange cases, all involving the resurrection of the dead, one case in which a family of three is now missing, and the other case I personally went over, although I found a lot of doubts, but there is no tangible evidence, so I left someone there to guard."
"The resurrection of the dead?"
Yan Niang repeated these four words, then bit her lower lip lightly, frowned and pondered.
"Madame is well-informed, has she ever encountered such a strange thing?"
Cheng Muyou stared at her side face and asked.
Yan Niang shook her head and said, "Life and death are distinct, just like day and night, there will never be an intersection."
After death, people can be beaten into the Three Evil Realms and never be reborn, they can be reincarnated, they can also be gods in the heavenly realm and the earth, or they can turn into lonely souls and wild ghosts, but if they want to live again in the form they were born, it is pure wishful thinking. ” When she said this, there was a little sadness and sourness in her voice, as if she had understood life and death but still couldn't let go.
Cheng Muyou heard it in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, he suddenly wanted to grab her hand on his lap and pass the warmth to her, but his fingers only raised a little, then retracted again, and let out a dull wry smile from the bottom of his heart: He and she are just husband and wife, she is still the same Yan girl to herself, although she is no longer mysterious and alienated, but she is forever separated by a shallow clear stream, unable to get close.
"But that young man named Jin Chen is indeed back, his voice and smile are exactly the same as when he was alive, and what I have seen with my own eyes is absolutely not half false."
He said softly.
Yan Niang's eyes rolled slightly, "If that's the case, then I'm going to come to the door tomorrow to ask for advice, even if the officials say it is so sure, I don't believe that there is such a thing as resurrection in this world." ” Cheng Muyou paused, "Why don't you believe it?"
Madame verified?
” Yan Niang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at him, "Verify?
How do I verify it?
The officials can get drunk no matter how much they drink tea, and they start to talk nonsense. ” Cheng Muyou lowered his head, "It's me who said it, don't take it to heart," he raised his head, stared at her bright eyes, suddenly smiled lightly, and changed the topic, "By the way, when I came back just now, I met Lord Wang on the street, he didn't bring his entourage, he hurried away alone, and almost hit me." ” "Lord Wang?
Isn't he in Bianliang?
How did you get to Sin'anseong?
” "I asked, and he said that his hometown is in Xin'an, and he returned this time because the death day of Wang Gongzi has arrived."
Yan Niang sneered, two cold lights oozing from the corners of her eyes, "Even if they are wicked, they have relatives who remember them, and some people, whose names go down in history, cannot be mourned after they pass away."
Speaking of this, she knew that she was speechless, and glanced up at Cheng Muyou.
But his expression was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard it, and only said lightly, "Presumably, Lord Wang also acted in a low-key manner because Wang Gongzi did a lot of evil things during his lifetime, and he didn't dare to make a noise. ” Yan Niang tilted her head to look at him, "Official, you seem to have a lot of respect for that Lord Wang, and you always look at him in and out of your words." ” Cheng Muyou nodded and chuckled, "Lord Wang is an honest official, upright by nature, and what is even more rare is that he is a strong advocate of crusading against the Khitan, and he is a rare main battle faction in the imperial court, which I particularly admire." ” Yan Niang looked up at him, and the look in her eyes was a little more complicated, "But a good official may not be a good person."
"Why does Madame say that?"
At this point, there was a sudden commotion outside the door, and a few torches could be vaguely seen moving towards this side, like a winding fire snake, illuminating the dark courtyard.
Cheng Muyou was shocked, and hurriedly walked to the door with Yan Niang, he saw Jiang Xixi running towards him with a torch, her expression was solemn, and there was an undried tear in the corner of her eye.
Behind her were several bloodied servants, their clothes soaked, smelling, and stained with minced flesh and slime.
"What's going on?"
Cheng Muyou stared at his subordinates, and his heart became tighter and tighter.
"Don't ask her, she's already cried a few times, and I guess I can't explain what happened."
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At the back of the procession flashed a figure, with a long body and extraordinary weapon, and a long sword that shone with blue light hanging from his waist.
"Brother Cheng, long time no see."
Liu Xujiao stepped forward, the common smile on his face was gone, and only a trace of panic remained.