My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu was unaware of her departure.

The second time was when it was getting dark, she entered the study softly and put on a robe for her husband who was immersed in the analysis of the case.

Before leaving, he lit the oil lamp in advance, and put a plate of snacks beside him.

Since then, he has never entered the study.

It was not until late at night that Chen Mu finished analyzing the two hundred pages of transcripts.

The desk case was completely submerged by densely packed paper with words written on it, and the oil lamp that Bai Xianyu had ignited in advance was about to exhaust its last gleam of light, struggling to support it.

"I'm so tired!"

Chen Mu heaved a sigh of relief, his eye sockets were swollen and uncomfortable.

He got up and stretched his almost stiff waist, grabbed the snacks on the table while eating, but his eyes were fixed on some of the names selected in the notebook.

A total of 34 names!

The owners of these names had more or less conflicts with the eleven dead brothel women.

For example, today I accidentally broke your violin, or I took a bad stomach and suspected it was someone else's medicine, or I accidentally slipped my waist with too much force on the bed, or robbed someone's sweetheart...

In short, the miscellaneous contradictions created the daily resentment.

Although there are many of these 34 'enemies', you must know that these are only roughly selected from the transcripts of others.

Exactly who they hate and envy in their hearts, this outsider can't tell.

But there was a name that was circled by Chen Mu.

Liu Xiangjun!

In Chen Mu's memory, there is information about this woman.

She used to be Ju Chunlou's most popular number one, winning the title of oiran four times in a row. Her temperament was a bit outgoing and straightforward, which offended many sisters.

Among them is Yuan Xinger, the former oiran——

That is, the 'blowing Xiao Daren'.

However, when going out for a party in mid-November last year, Liu Xiangjun accidentally slipped and fell into the lake, accidentally drowning!

At that time, Chen Mu hadn't traveled through yet, and was just a small catcher.

The case was ultimately classified as accidental overboard.

Looking back now, this case is somewhat unusual.

"Is an oiran, was envied by many sisters, died more than seven months ago..."

Chen Mu picked up the faceless painting, stared at the enchanting figure of the woman in the painting, his eyes flashed brightly, and murmured softly:

"Is the woman in the painting you? Liu Xiangjun."

……

The lone moon hangs high in the night sky, and the hazy night shrouds a quiet house.

all of a sudden—

A graceful figure appeared on the low wall, with blue hair dancing lightly.

It was Xiaoying who made an appointment with Chen Mu during the day.

At this time, she was dressed in night clothes, blending into the night, only a pair of bright eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

Snapped!

Like a dexterous night owl, she climbed over the wall of the house, tapped her toes lightly on the surface of the pool, and landed lightly on the rockery.

Except for the rippling surface of the pool, there was no sound.

Light as a piece of paper.

"As a small headhunter, the yard I live in is quite proud, and I'm not less greedy on weekdays."

Xiaoying slandered a few words in her heart, and took out her whistle.

"Chirp—"

The whistle made the sound of birdsong, echoing in the night sky.

Just when she was about to blow it for the second time, she inexplicably felt a chill coming from the back of her neck. This chill was not like wind, but more like... murderous aura!

Swish!

A wispy willow sword was pulled out from her waist, and Xiaoying flicked her wrist, stabbing behind her with the sword!

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The sword was like drizzle, and countless sword flowers bloomed under the vibration of dark energy.

In the cold light, a delicate boulder on the rockery had its top cut off, and countless fine stone particles burst out like bullets.

However, Xiaoying was stunned.

No one behind!

Not to mention people, there is not even a shadow!

She rested her jade finger on the hilt of the sword lightly, and slowly stabilized the trembling blade. She scanned the surroundings from the corner of her eyes, and her slender black eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Could it be my illusion."

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps. Looking sideways, it was Chen Mu coming from the direction of the study.

Tiptoe, like a man about to have an affair.

Swish!

Xiaoying quietly appeared beside him, pulling him behind the rockery.

Chen Mu, who was almost frightened into a heart attack, said angrily after seeing Xiaoying, "Can't you be a little more normal?"

"Miss is under surveillance, that's why she asked you to find me at the blacksmith shop."

Xiaoying opened her mouth slowly, her eyes were cold.