Lan Congxiao

On the contrary, Lin Zhengqing didn't care about the chessboard, and kept asking Xun Fei, "Outsiders say your surname is Lin, and call you Lin Xunfei, right?"

After talking about this matter, Xun Fei's cheeks flushed a little, "Qiu Zhu's surname is Lin, and Lin Qi's surname is also Lin, why can't I be called Lin Xunfei?"

"It's strange to say that I once proposed to Qiu Zhu to adopt you as a foster son and be part of the Lin family, but Qiu Zhu just didn't agree. What do you think about Qiu Zhu's safety in our family?" This Qiu Zhu did her best It's unreasonable to keep Xun Fei by his side, and refuse to let him have an identity as the adopted son of the Lin family.

"This is your fault, owner." Xun Fei rolled his eyes.

"Oh? What's wrong with me?"

"You are the owner of a village, and you have the final say on major and minor matters. If you want to adopt me as a son, why do you need to discuss it with Qiuzhu?" He said, leaning towards him "Master, are you doing it?" With your adopted son, I can be named Lin."

"But Qiu Zhu has always had his own reasons for doing things." Lin Zhengqing didn't understand Qiu Zhu's thoughts, but this kid could understand his thoughts very well, and nodded his forehead, "You want to be named Lin that much?"

"Well, I think the surname is Lin, and the name is the best, Lin Qiuzhu's Lin."

The last time I came to Qiao's abandoned house was three years ago, and now it is even more dilapidated, and the plaque he hung up has already broken into two pieces and fell to the ground.

The inside is full of dust, the corners are covered with spider webs, the Knee Pavilion is also a bit dilapidated, and the house here is no longer what it used to be.

Qiu Zhu wants to know what happened here four years ago, who killed the fifty or so people, what Xun Fei has experienced, and how they became what they are today.

Walking into the lobby, the unpleasant smell made Qiu Zhu's throat itchy for a while, and he waved his arms to dissipate some of the decadent breath.

The last time I came, I just took Xun Fei for a walk, but this time Qiu Zhu started to search carefully.The last time he came here, he found that although the Qiao family was silenced overnight, there were very few signs of fighting in the entire Qiao family's courtyard, which was very strange.Mr. Qiao was born in the Jianghu, if you fight him, it is impossible not to leave a trace.

After searching around, except for the old blood, it was almost impossible to find.Due to the wind, sun, and rain, the outside of the house is almost invisible, but the walls and floors inside the house are stained with blood. The only thing that makes Qiu Zhu feel unusual is that the appearance of these blood stains is very strange.

Regardless of whether it is a knife or a sword, after a murder, there will always be blood spurting from one direction, but the blood in this room does not have such a pattern, and blood spots from one place extend far away or even outside the house, but every path The extended bloodstains are almost straight.

Even if the sword kills someone and is stained with blood, it is accidentally swung far away, but because it is held in the hand, it is difficult for the blood on the sword to leave such bloodstains. The uniqueness of this murderous weapon makes Qiu Zhu puzzled.

He walked to the ancestral hall at the back, and the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the Qiao family was already tilted. Looking at it, he felt a sense of gloom. The cold wind was blowing in through the gap, and the wind-blocking cloak on his body was useless at all.

He was about to straighten the nearest spiritual tablet, but Qiu Zhu sensitively sensed that something was wrong with the ancestral hall, it seemed that there were three more spiritual tablets.

"It is obvious that Mr. Qiao taboos the spiritual seat of the Lord Ancheng."

Next to Mr. Qiao Ancheng's spiritual tablet is Qiao Yule's spiritual tablet and Qiao Yufei's spiritual tablet, "Qiao Ancheng, Qiao Yule."

"However a child is not a fish knows the joy of a fish." Master Yuan Cheng once mentioned that no matter where Mr. Qiao lives, there is always such a pair of words hanging in his bedroom. He named his son and grandson all from this. Qiao Yule in the seat should be Master Qiao's son and Xun Fei's father.

These three spiritual seats were obviously put on by someone later. Looking at the inscriptions on them, it is inferred that the identity should be the work of the Qiao family, but the Qiao family has been wiped out, and there is only one Xun Fei who doesn't know who he is. So, how could they set up tablets for Mr. Qiao and Xun Fei's father?

Walking out of Qiao's house, it was almost sunset, and this small town was still full of people coming and going.

"Stop!" Shouted, Qiu Zhu turned her head, and a short man in commoner clothes rushed over rolling and crawling.A man who looked like a police officer chased after him with a knife in his arms. Qiu Zhu picked up a stone and hit the calf of the civilian man. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. went back.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by the head catcher, "Wait a minute, son!"

"Is there something wrong?" Qiu Zhu didn't care about dealing with people, and her mind was full of Xun Fei and Qiao's affairs.

"Young master is very skilled. This little thief has been stealing for several days, but today he was caught. Thank you Zheng Zhengyi for your help." A strong and burly man stood in front of Qiu Zhu and thanked him generously.

"No, you're also here for the people to live and work in peace and contentment. It's a trivial matter, and it's nothing to worry about." Just as he was about to leave, he heard Butou Xie ask, "Young master doesn't look like a local. Are you here to find relatives or friends?"

"Visit an old friend who has passed away." Then he replied, only to hear this straightforward man rushing forward enthusiastically, "I am very familiar with every house in this area. I don't know who the old man is. Xie can help guide the way."

"Their family is gone. How should Butou Xie of Huangquan Road take him with him?" As soon as these words came out, Xie Zhengyi was stunned for a moment, and looked Qiu Zhu up and down. "The old man you are talking about is not the Qiao family, right?"

This is a small place. Anyone who has lived here for a long time can tell from what Qiu Zhu said just now that the so-called old man is the Qiao family that was destroyed.

The two sat on the top of the restaurant, Qiu Zhu refilled a glass of sake, but Xie Butou poured a large bowl of white wine, "Young Master is an elegant person, I'm used to vulgarity, don't mind."

"There is no distinction between high and low at the wine table, and Qiu Zhu appreciates Xie Butou's boldness."

After a few drinks, he wanted to ask about Qiao's family before Butou Xie came up.

"Mr. Lin, you've asked the right person this time. I'm the longest-serving headhunter in this small town. I was the one who handled the case of the Qiao family. It's a pity that it has not yet been revealed who did it, and there is no clue. With no power, it is really difficult to find the truth.”

"So, after the homicide happened, Butou Xie saw the scene of the homicide?" Qiao's family has been turbulent for many years, and many clues have been washed away. Perhaps people who have seen the homicide scene will find something different.

Mentioning this, Xie Butou, such a big and rough man, felt disgusted in his heart, "When I went to Qiao's house, there were bloodstains all over the ground and corpses everywhere. I will never forget that scene in my life. Mr. Qiao has done good deeds. Back then It was because of him that I was able to get a good job in the Yamen, but..."

"You saw their remains back then, how was it?"

"The murderer's attack was too vicious. I have carefully looked at the wounds of several people. A large piece of flesh has been dug through alive. There are big blood holes on the body. Some half of the neck is gone, and the ground is full of human flesh. "Based on his description alone, Qiu Zhu can imagine the bloody scene at that time.