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Song Zuiyi rubbed the word "丄" on the wall with his fingertips, and then slowly drew a circle around it.

"What does this mean?" Chu Liuxiang leaned forward and looked at him, his clear eyes were full of puzzlement.

He licked the corner of his mouth, and tapped two clockwise directions with his fingertips, "A method of timing."

Chu Liuxiang touched her nose and sighed, "Why have I never heard of it?"

"Secret." Song Zuiyi blinked, smiled and squatted down to read the words on the box.

Hita, he touched the protruding characters, and slowly slid across the middle of each character.

Song Zuiyi scratched a few times on the ground with his fingers, raised his eyebrows, and saw that Rihetian was a symmetrical word.So if it is separated from the middle, it is 3 and 8. If the word on the wall is viewed according to the direction of the clock, it is three o'clock and nine o'clock.

So is the secret [-] or [-]?

Song Zuiyi frowned, reached out and tried [-] on the combination lock. With a "click", the lock opened.

"Zizhou is really smart." Chu Liuxiang held the fire bag in one hand, and patted him on the shoulder with the other.

Song Zuiyi chuckled and shook his head helplessly.He reached out and took down the open lock, and was about to open the box to see what was inside.

The smell just now was stronger again, like the smell of rotten eggs.As he thought silently, Junxiu's eyebrows frowned.

When the box was opened, a foul smell came out.Song Zuiyi was so smoked that he coughed, and stretched out his hand to fan the air.

He turned his head to cough, and before he could stand up, Chu Liuxiang pulled him into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Song Zuiyi frowned and coughed, a blush appeared on his pale face.

Chu Liuxiang frowned deeply, looking at the scene in the box with chills.After looking carefully, he patted Song Zuiyi on the head and said in a low voice, "It's Yin Qingyang."

"What?" Song Zuiyi broke away from his embrace and looked at the box.

I saw a distorted corpse curled up in the box, and the gorgeous brocade robe was covered with darkened blood that had already darkened.The whole person was rotten, and white maggots were crawling around in the eye socket where half of the eyeball remained.

Song Zuiyi couldn't help retching, turned his head away and didn't look at it.

A few days ago, the corpse in Huacong was fine, after all, there was a lot of space outside.Although the stench of corpses permeated the air, it was not as strong as it was.

The space is small, and the box is airtight.Yin Qingyang's body had been kept in there for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly opening it was like stuffing his head into stinky tofu.

Seeing that his expression was not good, Chu Liuxiang quickly closed the box.

"Go out and talk." He touched Song Zuiyi's face and pulled him out.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were pretending to enjoy the scenery to prevent other people from coming.Lu Xiaofeng saw the two of them coming out and quickly went up to meet them.

"How is it? Has the box been opened?"

As soon as Song Zuiyi heard the box, he couldn't help but see the picture he just saw in his mind.

"It's open." He resisted his nausea and replied with a frown.

Lu Xiaofeng saw that his face was pale and his whole body was depressed, so he asked with concern: "What's the matter? Could it be that there is something scary inside?"

Chu Liuxiang shook her head, "It's a long story, let's go back first. People come and go here, so it's not easy to discuss."

After returning to the courtyard, Song Zuiyi first told Hua Manlou what Yin Hu had said to him.Then he told them what was in that box.

Hua Manlou pondered for a moment, "So, the real Yin Qingyang is dead. The one in front of everyone is a fake one."

It was the end of July, it was noon, and the whole room was stuffy.Song Zuiyi took Chu Liuxiang's fan and fanned it irritably.

"So is it Yin Qingyang who killed so many people or this pretender?" Chu Liuxiang thoughtfully asked a question.

Lu Xiaofeng yawned, "Xiang Shuai, how long has Yin Qingyang's body seemed to be dead?"

"It seems to be about a month, but it coincides with the time Yin Hu said." Chu Liuxiang recalled the situation of Yin Qingyang's corpse that he saw there just now. "As for who made the corpse in Huacong, it remains to be investigated."

Song Zuiyi regained his composure, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "The corpses discovered a few days ago have different degrees of decay. The earliest one has become a dry bone, and the most recent one doesn't look completely rotted yet."

He rubbed his temples, and put the fan on the table, "It seems that Yin Qingyang killed so many people because of what was written on that piece of paper. It seems that he is not the rumored lone star of evil spirits, but It was to cover up the fact that he murdered."

Chu Liuxiang nodded. It was rumored that Yin Qingyang would die every time he married a wife within two or three years.Most people guessed that Yin Qingyang's fate was wrong and he restrained his wife.From this point of view, he married so many wives just to maintain his appearance.

"What paper?" Lu Xiaofeng asked doubtfully, resting his arms on the table and propping his chin.

Remembering that they haven't told Lu Xiaofeng about the clues they found in Yin Qingyang's study, Chu Liuxiang took out the disgusting paper and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng.

"I found this in Yin Qingyang's study. I didn't find any problems at first. I didn't expect that it was two pieces of paper stuck together, and this is what it was after tearing apart." Chu Liuxiang paused, with disgust on his face, "It says to use a girl Bathed in the blood of human beings, eating human flesh every day can keep us young forever."

Even Huamanlou, who is gentle and good-natured, became angry after listening to it.

"Ridiculous." Hua Manlou's sombre tone was rare.

The maid who came to deliver the food smiled when she saw them, put down her things and left.

Song Zuiyi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had an idea.He knocked on the table and said mysteriously, "Would you like to visit Yin Qingyang secretly?"

"Huh?" Lu Xiaofeng was already very hungry after working all morning.As soon as the maid left, he picked up the bowl and started eating.Hearing Song Zuiyi's proposal, he uttered a puzzled syllable.

Song Zuiyi clasped the table with his fingertips, "Didn't that piece of paper say to eat girl's meat every day? Let's go and see if Yin Qingyang eats it or not."

"If he eats it, it means he knows about it." Chu Liuxiang had a good understanding with him, and continued, "If he doesn't eat it, it means he doesn't know about it. Then the corpse at Huacong was done by the former Yin Qingyang, this Yin Qingyang It should just kill the real Yin Qingyang."

Lu Xiaofeng put down his chopsticks and looked at them, "All four of us going? It's a bit alarming."

Thinking about it, Song Zuiyi sighed.

Chu Liuxiang touched him and comforted him, "Then Zizhou and I will go, and we can take him away if something happens."

Hua Manlou nodded, after all Chu Liuxiang's qinggong was much better than him and Lu Xiaofeng.He can escape even where flies cannot fly out.

After they made an agreement, they separated. Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng continued to search around the village to see if there was anything missing.

Song Zuiyi and Chu Liuxiang immediately went to Yin Qingyang's place.

The sun was scorching, and the two of them squatted on Yin Qingyang's roof under the sun.It is also fate, it just so happens that Dean Yin Qingyang planted a lot of trees with luxuriant branches and leaves.One grew right next to his room, and its overly thick branches reached to the roof.It happened to cover the two of them tightly.

Song Zuiyi and Chu Liuxiang pressed their chests against their backs, and quietly removed a piece of tile.

Because of his short-sightedness, he told Chu Liuxiang to watch carefully before he came.

Chu Liuxiang embraced him with one arm, lowered her head and looked quietly at Yin Qingyang who was sitting at the dining table in the room.

After waiting for a while, the maid walked in with the tray.Three or four plates were covered so tightly that even the maid who brought them over by herself didn't know what was inside.She was also curious why the master kept eating so mysteriously every day.

She put down the plate respectfully, and was kicked out by Yin Qingyang before she could straighten up.

Chu Liuxiang frowned, could it be that this fake Yin Qingyang also knew what was written on that piece of paper?

He was just about to whisper something in Song Zuiyi's ear when suddenly a person entered the room.Chu Liuxiang stopped the words in her throat and continued to watch.

The person who came in looked familiar, and he didn't recognize him until he walked into Chu Liuxiang.That person is the seemingly loyal housekeeper.

"Master, there are too many people in the village recently, so it's difficult for us to act." He lowered his head and complained, "This was just cut from Wenren Miaotong today. Wait for them to leave in a few days... "

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the impatient Yin Qingyang.

"I know, you go down first."

The butler paused and left without saying a word.Only Yin Qingyang who was sitting quietly at the table was left in the whole room.

After the housekeeper left, Yin Qingyang stood up and went to the inner room to take out a box.Lifting off the covered plate, Chu Liuxiang could clearly see the bloody internal organs on the plate.

He couldn't help frowning, looking down at the corner of his mouth.

Song Zuiyi, who is nearsighted, squinted his eyes and could only see a patch of red.He licked his chapped lips, already guessing what was on the plate.Thinking that it was a part of Wenren Miaotong's body, the corner of his mouth curled up.He looked at Yin Qingyang below with cold eyes.

What Yin Qingyang did next surprised Chu Liuxiang and him.

Yin Qingyang opened the box and put all the bloody things on the plate into it.Then he locked the box and put it aside.

Song Zuiyi raised his eyebrows, tugged at Chu Liuxiang's sleeves, and asked him with his eyes.

"Keep reading." Chu Liuxiang whispered next to his ear.The fiery breath sprayed on his ears and neck, and Chu Liuxiang watched helplessly as his fair skin was slowly stained with a layer of powder.

Song Zuiyi swallowed, glared at him, and motioned him to look down.

Yin Qingyang tore off the mask/mask after throwing everything upside down, revealing a delicate face.Although his body shape is similar to Yin Qingyang's, he looks only in his 20s.

Song Zuiyi was a little curious about who he was and why he killed Yin Qingyang and pretended to be him.

Just as he was thinking about it, the person below sighed deeply, took out a hairpin from his bosom and looked at it carefully.

"Ying'er, I've already avenged you. It's time to find you." After finishing speaking, she sighed, put away the hairpin, and took out a mask from the box beside her to put on.

Chu Liuxiang frowned, and left with Song Zuiyi in his arms after reading.

Who is Yinger?Who is that person pretending to be Yin Qingyang?

Song Zuiyi was a little afraid of heights, and buried his face in Chu Liuxiang's neck, not daring to look down.I silently thought about the scene I saw just now, and then asked in a muffled voice, "Can you see who that person was just now?"

"I don't know." Chu Liuxiang touched the ground on her toes, supported Song Zuiyi to stand up, and shook her head.

The author has something to say: There is a problem with logic, I know it, and I am glass-hearted when I am scolded.My sister was on vacation yesterday, and I went shopping with her, so there is no update.Abba Abba please forgive me.End countdown.