Zhao Shitu looked at the scene in the pavilion in shock.

The candle lamp was still burning, reflecting the ferocious faces of the four dead, the eight eyes were all round, as if they were about to fall out of their eye sockets, blood splashed from their necks, and dripped dripping tracks on the ground , still hot, revealing a pungent fishy smell.

Zhao Shitu was quite sure that these four people were killed one by one by that ghostly black shadow in the instant just now.Countless questions suddenly popped up in his heart - who is the murderer, and who are these dead people? If the deceased is related to the black market and is a participant in tonight's rally, is the murderer an assassin from Jiangfu? Jiangfu has martial arts Such a strong person?If the Jiang family had seized the handle of the black market, how would the inner ghost be dealt with?

His thoughts were in a mess, and it was very late that he noticed the footsteps behind him. At first it was faint, and then it became louder and louder. The footsteps were chaotic, at least a dozen people.

He turned around and looked down the mountain, and sure enough, he saw a string of flames spreading along the winding mountain road, moving forward at a fast speed like a swimming snake.A group of people were rushing to where he was, which shocked him and made his mind even more confused.

The lights under the Lianhua Peak, like a gradually closing net, covered him in it.

He finally sobered up a bit. He and Aunt Jin went here secretly and came across this accident by accident. If the team down the mountain found out, it would be difficult to get rid of the suspicion of murder.So he turned around, walked back along the way he came from, and said in a voice: "Aunt Jin, someone is here, please leave with me first."

He didn't receive an answer, so he called out again: "Aunt Jin?" This time, a figure finally emerged from the darkness in front of him.

Aunt Jin walked up to meet his footsteps, and soon came to him.

"Follow me." Zhao Shitu grabbed the other's arm, but Aunt Jin didn't move.Zhao Shitu turned his head in surprise, and found that her face was extremely pale, unnaturally white.

Zhao Shitu's heart sank suddenly.

Aunt Jin stood just a few feet away, staring at him blankly, two lines of dirty tears flowed from her eyes, she staggered a few steps forward, and poured them into his arms.

He braced the other person's shoulders in panic, and found that Aunt Jin's shoulders were trembling. Not only that, her whole body was trembling, her teeth collided together, and she made a rattling sound. She said intermittently in a trembling voice: " I'm sorry...I...I have to do this, otherwise I can't save him...forgive me, this is my only way...forgive me..."

"What's going on?" Zhao Shitu asked, stretching out a hand to support her waist, but felt a sticky warm liquid with a fishy smell.

blood.

Zhao Shitu lowered his eyes and found that Aunt Jin's belly was shining brightly, which turned out to be a dagger.

The dagger went straight into her abdomen, and the blood flowed out from the wound. It had already wetted her dress and Zhao Shitu's hands, but it was still dripping onto the ground.

Zhao Shitu also knew that dagger, it was the one he put in his luggage.

Of course, Zhao Shitu didn't intend to use it to kill Aunt Jin. Aunt Jin stole the dagger from her bag in order to insert it into her stomach right here and now.

But who would believe such a statement?

The wound was so deep that the entire body of the knife was submerged in it, leaving only a section of the handle outside.Jinniang's emaciated body was almost pierced front and back, and she spit out a pool of blood from her mouth, which turned black.With such an injury, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Who would believe that an old and frail woman would end her own life by inserting a dagger into her stomach.She couldn't have done it, so someone else must have done it.

At this moment, Zhao Shitu is the only one who is still alive, and he happens to be the owner of the dagger.

Aunt Jin was still whispering: "Forgive me...I have no other choice...Forgive me..."

After a while, she finally stopped speaking, and her shoulders finally stopped shaking.She died completely, and fell into Zhao Shitu's arms, her body was motionless, but her eyes were still open, just like the dead people in the gazebo.

In a blink of an eye, there was one more dead person.

Zhao Shitu looked around in panic, and found that the net at the foot of the mountain had been tightened.The sound of footsteps was close to my ears, and indeed there were many people coming, surrounding him tightly.

Although he was still alive by luck, he became a fish in a net, a turtle in a urn.

In the blink of an eye, a string of lights had come to the front, and with the faint light, Zhao Shitu finally saw the face of the visitor clearly.

Walking in front was Jiang Jingtian, the young master of the Jiang Mansion, and behind him were the police officers who surrounded the gate of the Jiang Manor to arrest criminals during the day.

Jiang Jingtian walked in a hurry, and his breath was still a little unsteady after he stopped, but he quickly puffed up his chest and said sharply: "I didn't believe it when I received the notification from the government, but I didn't expect that it was really you, Zhao Shitu, so you It is the culprit that endangers my Jiang family!"

Zhao Shitu shook his head and said, "I didn't kill anyone."

Jiang Jingtian shouted: "What do you have to argue about! This Lianhua Mountain is clearly the entrance to the hidden sword pavilion. You not only killed the guards, but even the women were not spared. Aunt Jin even spoke for you during the day, but you are so kind and revengeful." .”

Zhao Shitu was shocked. It turned out that the Lotus Mountain was the entrance to the Cangjian Pavilion, and the dead were not participants in the black market, but guards of Jiangfu.

He finally realized that he was completely caught in a conspiracy. From following Aunt Jin to receiving the token, it was a deception planned step by step, and he easily let go of his vigilance and stepped in unsuspecting.

He finally realized it, but it was too late, so he could only argue in vain: "I didn't know this place was the entrance to the Hidden Sword Pavilion."

Jiang Jingtian said viciously: "Then I want to ask you, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Shitu took out the black market token from his sleeve and held it in front of the other party: "The black market is trading here tonight, and I'm here to investigate."

The sixteen characters on the token were his last hope for defense.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Jingtian saw the token, he became even more angry, and drew out his sword and pointed it at his neck: "Zhao Shitu, don't talk nonsense, don't bully others too much!"

Zhao Shitu took a step back and put the token back in front of his eyes, only to realize that the writing on it had disappeared.

He had indeed heard that there was a kind of ink that could clearly read the writing when it was wet, but it would evaporate like clear water after a while without leaving any traces.

Now in his hand is just an ordinary token with an ominous mark engraved on it.

Zhao Shitu said: "Even if you suspect that I have something to do with the black market, you also said that the entrance to the Cangjian Pavilion is a secret of the Jiang family. I have only just arrived in Xingyuan Mansion, so how do I know that this is the entrance to the Cangjian Pavilion?"

Jiang Jingtian sneered and said, "Good question, you don't know, but one of you does."

He missed his body, his eyes narrowed, and he turned to the few people following behind the team.

Only then did Zhao Shitu see that his companions also came with the government, Shangguanqing, Yan Wuhua, Luo Huan, each of them was as surprised as he was, and the most shocked was Mingyuezhu.

Jiang Jingtian's eyes were like sharp knives, stabbing fiercely at Ming Yuezhu's body.

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