After dressing as a teacher, he had sex with the bandit handsome

As soon as the words came out, the servant girl was so frightened that she trembled and ran away.In the panic, he fell down and ran to the front yard crying.

Song Zuiyi suddenly coughed heart-piercingly, his pale face turned red.

"Ahem! Dig it out and have a look. Ahem!"

"Zizhou!" Chu Liuxiang was taken aback, and hurriedly went to help Song Zuiyi who was slightly bent over.

"It's okay." He waved his hand, "It's an old problem."

When Yin Qingyang rushed over from the front yard with a large group of people, the ground was already covered with dead bones.Some have already lost their human form, and some have not completely corrupted.Rotten flesh stuck to the bone like it couldn't fall off, and there were white maggots churning in the middle.

There was a stench, like the smell of a latrine mixed with rotten eggs and bad garlic.Even if you smell it carefully, you can smell a rotting dead mouse.

Some people couldn't help but ran aside and vomited as soon as they got close.Lu Xiaofeng covered his nose with nausea and came here, Hua Manlou, who had a keen sense of smell, frowned slightly, and walked forward slowly in confusion.

Chu Liuxiang took out a handkerchief and wiped his muddy hands, and looked up at Yin Qingyang, who remained expressionless, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Master Yin, I don't know what's going on here?"

Yin Qingyang frowned and stepped forward to investigate, and couldn't help retching.Qingbai waved his hands, "I just found out." He slowed down, "Who is killing me here! Please help Yin find out the truth!"

He was filled with righteous indignation, and it seemed that he was really ignorant, and he also sought justice for these deceased who could no longer see their identities.

Song Zuiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, silently and carefully sizing up the grief-stricken Yin Qingyang.

"It's really insane!" Someone cursed quietly, with an indignant face on his face, as if he wanted to strip the murderer alive.

A man in Chinese clothes looked intently and asked Yin Qingyang, "These bones are decomposed to different degrees, and the murderer should be someone from the village."

"And there are still quite a few years." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his chin and carefully looked at the bones that were spread all over the floor.

Yin Qingyang sighed, raised his sleeves and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Please also give me justice for the deceased!"

Um?Song Zuiyi raised his eyebrows, and joked: "Master Yin, no one doubts you, how can I give you justice?"

He smiled lightly, his eyes were calm, and he looked confident.

Yin Qingyang froze for a moment, then smiled, "After all, the incident happened here, and it will inevitably cause trouble to me if it spreads." After speaking, he chuckled and looked at him thoughtfully, "I didn't expect Mr. Song So thoughtful."

"When I have nothing to do, I always like to read anecdotes, and I can't help but think about it when I encounter this kind of situation." He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, bowed slightly, "I'm offended."

Yin Qingyang laughed, waved his hands generously, and was escorted away by the butler after signaling to everyone.After a while, the butler came over, "My master is in poor health, and I beg you knights to find out the truth."

"I think you did it yourself!" There was a young boy with a pale face. He originally wanted to join in the fun, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Grandpa is leaving now!" As he said that, he made a gesture to leave.

The housekeeper narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved his hands to let the nursing home and servants stop him, "I'm really sorry, the murderer hasn't been found yet, and no one can clear up the suspicion."

"Fuck you!" The young man gave him a sip, and cursed: "My master just came today, how could he kill someone and bury him here!"

Chu Liuxiang was silent while shaking her fan, and seemed to be thinking about something.

People around were whispering, ignoring the young man who was still struggling.

Hua Manlou sighed, "He is young and pampered, so he will inevitably be afraid when encountering such a thing." After finishing speaking, he slightly nodded, "Just let him go for the next time."

The housekeeper recognized Hua Manlou, and nodded with the intention of getting along with Hua's family.

"Bah!" The young man patted the place touched by the nurse, glanced proudly at Hua Manlou who was helping him, and said thank you in a low voice awkwardly.

Hua Manlou smiled softly, exuding a gentle and jade-like temperament all over her body.

The crowd dispersed, more or less thinking about what they could get from Yin Qingyang to solve this matter.There are also some righteous gentlemen who are not used to such murderous things.Everyone got busy with their own thoughts, looking for something in the villa in twos and threes.

Chu Liuxiang was naturally a gentleman, so she went back to her room and sat aside, thinking carefully.

When he got a glass of water, he handed it to Chu Liuxiang, and lazily leaned on Chu Liuxiang's body. "Who do you think will be the murderer?" He wrapped his fingers around Chu Liuxiang's long lock of hair hanging on his chest.

Chu Liuxiang frowned, "There are no clues now, it's somewhat irrational to blindly guess the murderer."

"Oh?" Song Zuiyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "How do you say it?"

Chu Liuxiang lowered her head and touched his head, "If I guess who the murderer is now, it will always affect my judgment later, and I can't help but think about whether his words and actions have any special meaning. "

After he finished speaking, he let out a muffled laugh, and the vibrating sound of his chest made the person lying in his arms purse his lips in dissatisfaction.

Just as he was talking about the closed door being pushed open, Lu Xiaofeng quickly covered his eyes as soon as he saw the scene inside.

"Oh!" He peeked through his fingers, but said something indecent.

Song Zuiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pushed Chu Liuxiang's hand away and sat up.

"How? What did you find?"

"Nothing." Hua Manlou was a little puzzled, "It stands to reason that Zhuangzi should have noticed the death of so many people. But judging by the appearance of those maids and servants, it seems that they don't know anything."

Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his long legs and leaned against the table, stroking his beard and thinking.

"Could it be..." He frowned, considering his words, "This has something to do with Yin Qingyang's wives who passed away?"

Chu Liuxiang shook her head, "I just saw those corpses, if it is his wife..."

"The number is wrong." Song Zuiyi tilted his head and looked at them.

The clues were broken again, and everyone in the villa was investigating the truth. It stands to reason that so many people should have some clues no matter what.But until now, there is no clue at all, and the maids and servants have kept silent.

Lu Xiaofeng scratched his hair in distress, lay down on the table, fiddled with the cup in his hand.

"I always feel..." Song Zuiyi said tentatively, "Yin Qingyang must know something."

He straightened up and tapped the table lightly with his white fingers. "But he is too vigilant, no matter what you ask him, he always looks aboveboard."

Several people were silent for a moment, as if they were thinking about what else they hadn't noticed.

Song Zuiyi sighed, feeling a little headache, he stood up and walked out, "I'll go and have a look."

"Be careful." Chu Liuxiang raised her head and instructed.

He responded softly, then pushed open the door and walked straight to the dead bones all over the floor.

What is wrong?He lifted up his robe and knelt down to examine the corpse, turning a blind eye to the stench.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps coming from behind, and they slowly stopped behind him.There was a very light breathing sound, and there was a faint smell of powder.

Song Zuiyi remained calm, as if he didn't know anything, he continued to touch the bones with the branches.

"Chu Liuxiang and the others are not far away, I don't think you are stupid enough to attack me here."

He spoke calmly, with a cold voice without a trace of emotion.

The person behind was stunned, and said softly, "Are you...Master Song?"

Song Zuiyi was taken aback, then turned to look at her, "You know me?"

Behind him is not Yin Qingyang or Yin Hu, but a plainly dressed woman.

He stood up and looked at the woman. A long plain dress outlined her slender waist, and the faint smell of powder on her body was not annoying.

"Master Song, it's really you!" She shouted softly after seeing Song Zuiyi's face clearly.

When she smiled, it was as if stars had fallen from her crooked almond eyes.Only then did Song Zuiyi recognize her, "Are you Miaotong?"

Wenren Miaotong smiled, her face was full of joy. "It's me, Mr. Song, why are you here?"

"I came here with my friends." Song Zuiyi coughed, his tone softened a lot, "Then why are you here?"

The smile on Wenren Miaotong's face gradually disappeared, "My parents died of illness, and I happened to meet Yin Qingyang, who took me as his concubine."

After she finished speaking, she smiled relievedly, "I won't talk about this anymore, this is the first time I've seen my wife since we left two months ago."

Wenren Miaotong was Song Zuiyi's student at Jinshan Academy. At that time, she was the only female student in the entire academy, so Song Zuiyi took more care of her.In addition, she is smart and lively, and has a good relationship with other people.Unexpectedly, she dropped out of school suddenly two months ago, Song Zuiyi was a little surprised to see her here.

"Are you also looking into this matter?" Her eyes fell on the bones behind Song Zuiyi, her face was full of worry.But there was no trace of fear, as if he already knew these things.

Song Zuiyi had a flash of inspiration, looked at her and asked, "You know this?"

As if she was thinking about something, she looked around, then leaned in front of Song Zuiyi and whispered, "When I first came here, a person died in the village. She looked very strange."

Wenren Miaotong frowned, recalling the scene she saw when she first arrived two months ago.

The withered corpse was carried out of the room by the servants. It was obviously a young girl in her twenties and eight years, but the skin all over her body was dry.A layer of wrinkled human skin covered his body as if he had been sucked away by a goblin.She had nightmares that night.

Song Zuiyi frowned, "You said she was carried out of the room, whose room is it?"

"This..." She pondered for a moment, "I can't remember, it's probably her room."

"Did a strange death in his own room?" He raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Wenren Miaotong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I don't talk about this in Zhuangzi."

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, she leaned close to Song Zuiyi and whispered in Song Zuiyi's ear, "And I think Yin Qingyang has changed a little recently?"

"What are you doing?" A deep voice came from behind.

Song Zuiyi looked back, and it was Yin Qingyang who was smiling.

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