ancient criminal minds

It's not that Lu Zheng couldn't take out 300 taels, but he was in a hurry to go out, and he didn't have so much money with him at the moment, so he could only discuss it with Zhiyun, Zhiyun coughed twice, shook his head and said: "I just want cash. "

Lu Zheng was a little confused, if Chang Shan was asked to go back to get the money, the curfew would have already been imposed.

Lu Zheng touched his body, and couldn't help but regret that he didn't like to wear accessories. Apart from the token given by Jian Yu, the only thing on his body now was the jade pendant given by the King of Chu, but he couldn't use any of them.Seeing that the curfew time was getting closer, Lu Zheng gritted his teeth and took out the jade pendant.

"This is temporarily mortgaged. I will redeem it with silver tomorrow."

Zhiyun took the jade pendant, looked at it through the oil lamp, and put it away with satisfaction.

Lu Zheng asked: "Can you speak now?"

Zhiyun casually said: "Sure, what do you want to ask?"

"Did Seventh Master Lu kill the Seventh Wife?" Lu Zheng asked a question that he wanted to know most urgently.

Unexpectedly, Zhiyun laughed out loud as if hearing some joke, and coughed while laughing: "The person who is most likely to kill Lu Jian in this world is Yan Huanniang, hahaha... who misled you all?" ..."

Both Lu Zheng and You Xiaowu were stunned.

Zhiyun coughed for a long time before intermittently saying, "Yan Huanniang is the smartest... stupidest woman I've ever met."

They heard another story from Zhiyun.

Zhiyun was originally a famous actor in the Hongchang class. After Lu Qi fell in love with him, he set up a courtyard to house him, but Zhiyun didn't want to be a vassal, especially Lu Qi was not someone he liked. For money, it's a pity that Lu Jian really fell in love with him, and even wanted to divorce his wife for him.

It was at this time that Zhiyun met the seventh wife, Yan Huanniang.

Yan Huanniang was different from the other wives he had seen. She didn't look at him contemptuously, and she didn't even insult him because of what happened to her. Zhiyun was confused by this behavior, and even felt a little sorry for her.In this case, he ate the snacks brought by Yan Huanniang, and then fainted.

When Zhiyun woke up again, he found that he was put in a coffin, unable to speak or move, and could only hear a vague voice in his ear.

Yan Huanniang said softly: "Master, don't you like him? I am a concubine to fulfill your wish, why are you unhappy?"

"Slap!" There was a slap, followed by the sound of falling.

Lu Jian's voice was full of pain: "You crazy! You bitch!"

"Ahem... Xianggong, he will never leave you now." Yan Huanniang said while coughing, followed by several beating sounds and muffled groans.

Lu Jian roared angrily, "I'm going to divorce you!"

Then there was the sound of kicking the door to leave.

After a long time, the coffin lid was slowly opened, and the light fell into the coffin, making Zhiyun squint his eyes, and then he saw Yan Huanniang, who was covered in scars, lying on the coffin lid, but his voice was full of joy: "He I thought you would come back after you died."

Zhiyun slowly regained consciousness, he moved his hands and feet, and looked at Yan Huanniang very puzzled, because as far as he knew, Lu Jian treated her very badly, they had been married for many years without consummating their marriage, and Lu Jian was often drunk Jiu came back and beat her. As an actor, Zhiyun didn't even like such a man. He really didn't understand why Yan Huanniang would insist on grabbing Lu Jian with his abilities.

Yan Huanniang gave Zhiyun a sum of money to leave Yanjing. It happened that Zhiyun was also tired of this kind of life, so he accepted Yan Huanniang's money, packed his bags and prepared to return home.

If the story stopped here, maybe they would not have met Zhiyun here, maybe this actor could buy a few acres of land in the countryside, marry a village girl, have a few children, and live an ordinary life.

Zhiyun sneered: "If I had known that Lu Jian would get drunk and drown in the lake that night, I would have left Yanjing early, and I shouldn't have trusted that lunatic Yan Huanniang."

After Lu Jian's death, Zhiyun thought about getting acquainted, so he stayed in Yanjing for an extra night and paid homage to Lu Jian from a distance.

He still remembers Yan Huanniang's satisfied and crazy eyes: "He likes you so much, I let you accompany him...he will be happy, he will be happy..."

Zhiyun shuddered: "That's a lunatic!"

He didn't know how he survived. He lost a leg and his throat was injured. In order to survive, he could only hide in this prostitute's dorm.

After listening to Zhiyun's words, Lu Zheng and You Xiaowu looked at each other.

You Xiaowu shook exaggeratedly: "Don't look at me, I have never seen such a woman."

Lu Zheng sighed, he had heard similar examples like Yan Huanniang, this is an extreme dedication personality, she completely defines the meaning of her life as the needs of others, if no one needs her, she will lose the meaning of living , People with such an extremely dedicated personality are very prone to domestic violence, and will have a strong sense of dependence on the domestic violence person, and may even lose their sense of right and wrong and commit crimes.

Lu Zheng once heard about such a case from his teacher. At that time, a community volunteer went to rescue a victim of domestic violence, and found a dismembered body in his home. This solved a serial case of dismembered corpses. Later, during the investigation, it was found that the accomplice This is the woman who was raped.

Such people are cultivated in a distorted family environment, they are like a poisoned sharp knife, they are both pitiful and hateful.

Just as Lu Zheng and the others lifted the veil of the real murderer step by step, Yan Shi was sitting in the room in Lu's mansion, looking at the mirror and carefully brushing up her hair, and accidentally found a white hair, she frowned, and put The white hair was pulled out and placed in front of his eyes.

"It's been so many years, and I've grown gray hair..." Yan sighed, "I shouldn't, it was clearly yesterday..."

Her thoughts went back to that starless night.

Lu Jian died, and she was at a loss.

She knows that this man is not good, he likes men, he beats her and scolds her, but this man is also weak, he needs her, he is like a wild beast caught in a trap, although he is fierce and savage, he left her She would not be able to live, she watched him become weaker and more dependent on her from being tortured by the trap, this feeling made her satisfied, she thought that this kind of life would last forever, and one day this man would be lost With the last bit of wildness in her chest, maybe she will have a child by then, and she will have a new sustenance.

But before that day, Lu Jian met Zhiyun.

She had never seen such intense vitality in his eyes, which made her terrified, she went to meet Zhiyun secretly, and the other party didn't love Lu Jian, which made her a little angry but relieved.

Lu Jian would be disappointed and would come back to her, she firmly believed that.

It's a pity that this kind of emotion that she has never experienced is beyond her cognition, even if Lu Jian knows that Zhiyun doesn't like him, she still has her heart set on him, and even wants to divorce his wife.

Yan Huanniang was a little confused and a little moved, but these could not change her decision. She used tricks to make Lu Jian give up, but she didn't expect that Lu Jian who gave up would lose his life.

In the mourning hall, Yan Huanniang thought a lot, and finally she thought, he likes Zhiyun so much, so let Zhiyun go underground to accompany him, so he should be happy!

So she went to Zhiyun's residence with a sharp knife and poison in her arms.

It turned out that the feeling of the sharp blade piercing into the human body was like this. She didn't feel afraid, but sheer curiosity. aimed at his chest.

At this time, a plain white hand grabbed her wrist.

Up to now, Yan Huanniang still remembered that the fingers of that hand were slender, the nails were round, and the palm was warm and delicate. When holding her, she still trembled, and the joints were a little white due to the force.

Yan Huanniang thought, if Wu Yueniang hadn't grabbed her hand that night, maybe she would have died long ago. She looked back and saw the fear and pleading in Wu Yueniang's eyes, and at that moment, she found the meaning of living again.

Yan Huanniang tucked the last strand of hair into a bun. This was the first hairstyle Wu Yueniang taught her. Her maid did not know such a complicated hairstyle, but Yan Huanniang was so dexterous that she learned it after two lessons. , she looked around in the mirror before putting it down in satisfaction.

She stood up, walked to her bed, and opened a small cabinet, inside which were neatly placed several porcelain vases. Her index finger slid across one by one, and then landed on a blue porcelain vase.

Yan Huanniang slowly opened the door with the cyan porcelain bottle and came to the cubicle. The maid had regained some strength and was struggling to get out of bed. Then she saw Yan Huanniang, her eyes were filled with fear, but her hands and feet were still there. Unable to exert any strength, he could only keep shrinking back with tears streaming down his face.

Yan Huanniang smiled slightly: "I specially found the one with a sweet taste, it will come soon, and it won't hurt, don't worry."

"No...no..." The servant girl shook her lips, "You...forgive...forgive..."

"No way." Yan Huanniang sighed, "You know too much, you will suffer a lot while alive."

"Mrs……"

"I know you like the second housekeeper. After you die, I'll let him accompany you, okay?"

"Help... help..."

Yan Huanniang had already squatted down, with a gentle expression on her face, as if she was trying to persuade a disobedient child to drink medicine.

The servant girl's hands and feet were weak, and tears flowed down her face, but she could only watch helplessly as she unscrewed the lid of the blue porcelain bottle and poured the liquid inside into her mouth.

"Yes, be good, it won't hurt at all..."