Mother's Chosen Master

A partial house in Casting Heart Villa

Lan Zirui held a candle in her hand and lit the oil lamp. In the room that had not been occupied for a long time, large and small cobwebs could be seen everywhere, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the round table.There was a musty smell in the whole house.

"Ahhh!"

The scream that pierced the eardrum, is it true that women are afraid of mice? Zhao Lan rolled her eyes and went forward to catch the squeaky annoying spirit.

"Get rid of it," he said.

"You are really capable." Zhao Lan looked at Lan Zirui and opened the wooden coffin. The person who should have been buried was hidden here by her.

As soon as the coffin was opened, there was a gust of cold air. There is no shortage of ice in winter, and placing it in the coffin can temporarily protect the corpse from decay.

What happened was like this, the day before Nangong Lian was buried, Lan Zirui ordered four coffins that were exactly the same as Nangong Lian, and planned to run into them by chance on the way to the cemetery the next day, creating some random chaos, plus When the coffin bearers were given enough silver, they naturally took the money to do things and didn't say much, and everything went really smoothly.

The accompanying Nangong Han and the others didn't have any doubts in spite of their grief. It was not Nangonglian who was buried in the end, but just an empty tree.

Lan Zirui felt that in order to find out the truth, she had to examine Nangong Lian's body carefully again.However, her second uncle even refused to let her go to worship, so how could such a request for an autopsy be agreed.I had no choice but to make this decision.

"It's not that I'm scaring you. If Nangonghan finds out, believe it or not, he will tear you apart!!!"

"Heh, if I was dismembered by five horses, then you must have told me the secret." Lan Zirui kicked her, "Quick, bring me the scissors in that box!"

"When the time comes, I will definitely have to drag you into hell."

"Bah, don't come here, I cherish my life the most, I can't follow this muddy water."

"My God!" Zhao Lan felt a little disgusted when she saw Lan Zirui stretching Nan Gonglian's wound, "It's a sin."

It's pitiful to be tossed like this after everyone is dead.

"Not only for my father-in-law, but also for this child. He was the same generation as Su Ting, but he left at a young age." Lan Zirui said that some black dust-like things were caught from his wound. Lan Kuang brought a small plate and asked her to put it in it.

Before Nangong Lian, she would meet her almost every day in the sword casting room. I vaguely remembered that Zuo Yang praised him many times for being serious and reliable. Unfortunately, apart from meeting each other every day, some greetings and basic exchanges, they didn't have much interaction. , Nangong Lian was too quiet, and she didn't pay much attention to him.

At that time, there was a leather monkey in the house, jumping up and down every day to cause troubles, so he didn't have the heart to pay attention to other people's children.

"What is this thing? Hair grows from the wound?" Zhao Lan asked, but he couldn't see what it was after looking at it several times.

"It's cloth, black cloth."

Lan Zirui had suspected for a long time that if Nangong Lian was stabbed in Nangong Yun's room, the knife was stabbed in and then pulled out, the amount of bleeding could not have been only a little on the ground, and the blood should be gushing.

Now that there are tiny black objects in his wound, it can be inferred that after the murderer stabbed him, he wrapped his wound tightly with clothes or other things, probably to avoid bleeding too much and leaving evidence on the ground. After doing this, he was brought to Nangong Yun's room.

He was injured so badly that there must have been some blood stains on the ground, but there was probably nothing left after a heavy rain.

"Damn it!"

"No hurry." Lan Zirui said again, "The place where the incident happened must still be in Zhuxin Villa. It is very likely that it was done by an acquaintance who knows Nangong Lian."

Although Nangong Lian was a quiet person, he was tall and his body was not weak, but there was no trace of resistance in his body, wasn't it strange?

It can also be explained from this that things happened suddenly and beyond his expectation, so he was unprepared at all and was hit directly at the vital point.

"I think, he was taken all the way to my father-in-law's room, and he was lying on the cold ground. I'm afraid he was still a little conscious all the time. If the father-in-law didn't drink so much wine, maybe he would have discovered it earlier. Maybe he was still alive. There is hope for life..."

"Hey, don't be like this." Zhao Lan gently stroked her shoulder, "No one wants to do this."

Sucking her nose, Lan Zirui wiped away her tears, "You know Nangong Han said what would happen to me if the one who died was Nangong Ting? I and Ben couldn't imagine that it was very dangerous and dangerous when the little bastard had an accident a while ago. I can't save some of them, I..."

"It's okay." He was about to cry.

"I can understand their feelings. But finding the real culprit is the best explanation for him, isn't it?"

"You did the right thing. Only by finding the real culprit can he truly rest in peace."

"Don't worry, let's sort out our thoughts again." Zhao Lanxuan accompanied Lan Zirui to sort out everything.

She was finally willing to show up.

The eyes under the long eyebrows opened, sharp and cold, and he slapped away, and all the hot tea in the teapot hit the visitor.

If she didn't dodge, she was smart!

"Have you played enough in the outfield for so long?"

The woman immediately knelt down, crawled to his feet, and fell under his feet without saying a word.He reached out and stroked her head one after another, just like petting a dog.

"Don't try to escape from my palm, you didn't kill those people I sent, did you?"

She lowered her head even lower, she hung her hand in the air, and soon lowered it heavily again, patting her on the head twice, "I'm sorry you don't have the guts."

"Someone bring it."

"Ah."

"Okay, you can stay in his room tonight."

Not far away in Qi An, Xu Ping and Duan Yifan had a big dispute at night because of Nangong Zheng.

The entourage waited for a long time in the ancient capital but did not wait for Nangongzheng. After thinking twice, they had to go up the mountain to find someone. The little Taoist priests of Qingxu Temple said that he had left a long time ago and his whereabouts were unknown. This made it difficult for them. Expansion of scope: I searched all over Pingyao, but I still can't find anyone. Finally, someone remembered that the owner said that he would go to Qi'an to find Xu Ping after meeting Daoist Fuchen in the ancient capital.

They hurried on their way again and found Xu Ping.

Now Xu Ping thinks that Qi An is Duan Yifan's domain, if his father came to find him, could it be that he resorted to some means?Who is Duan Yifan? How could he fail to understand Xu Ping's internal and external temptations.

For a kid, there was no need to worry about anything, Duan Yifan blew his beard and slapped the stool on the spot.

Worried about his father's safety, Xu Ping couldn't help but brusquely, and the conversation was not pleasant.

"Leader, why do you need to get angry and worry about a stinky brat?"

"That's right, what is he without the lord? Why are you so arrogant, how dare you fight against you!"

"I won't worry about him." Duan Yifan was a little annoyed and told them all to shut up. How could Nangong Zheng disappear for no reason?

"You guys are so good at chewing your tongue, show some skills and check it out for me."

Yawned, rubbed his left eye that was jumping all the time, Nangong Ting put down the book, couldn't hold on any longer, touched the word "Jing" on the desk, kissed it with pouting mouth, sat on the bed, flicked his index finger, turned off the book. candlelight.

good night~~