The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

Wang Luan's sparrow-like eyes widened slightly. Although what Zhu Chenghuan said horrified him enough, he still noticed that her voice trembled.

she is afraid?

Is it because you are afraid of instigating Master Qi San to kill his wife?Or because of something else...

Master Qi San was obviously still in that inexplicable and intense anger, but he still hesitated when he heard the words "let her disappear".Don't say that the other party is his wife who has been with him for decades, even if he is asked to kill an ordinary person, he would not dare.

"Third Master!" Zhu Chenghuan heard the hesitation of Qi San Master, and his slightly trembling voice suddenly became tough.

Through the thick needles of the pine tree, Wang Luan barely managed to see the scene behind him. He saw two balls of blood dripping from Zhu Chenghuan's hands, twisting their sticky veins, floating to Qi San like dehydrated fish. In front of the master.

That is to say, from that moment on, every word Zhu Chenghuan said seemed to control Master Qi San's mind.

"Let her disappear—"

"It's all because of her that the third master fell into such a state."

"Without her, there will be as many women as the third master wants, and no one can control you anymore."

Master Qi San's eyes involuntarily met the pair of red eyeballs, without blinking, he just opened his eyes wide in vain, almost cracking the corners of his eyes.

"Okay... I'll listen to you and Huan'er." As he spoke, those bloody eyeballs went straight into Master Qi San's eyes with a "boo", and the long veins of blood remained. hanging in the corner of his eye.

Such a scene was really uncomfortable to watch, Wang Luan couldn't help frowning his forehead, but Qi Chensheng put his fingers against his lips, and then led Wang Luan to turn his head and look at him.

Master Qi San and Zhu Chenghuan had already started, walking through the coniferous forest in the deep winter, towards the brightly lit Zhou Mansion.

According to the clues collected by Zhang Mao before, if Zhu Chenghuan is really behind the previous murders of his wives, then it is obvious to wait for the future of the third wife.

Of course, it's not difficult to stop them, you just need to move a little bit——

Without the burden of words, just the tacit understanding of eyes, Qi Chensheng held Wang Luan's hand, and a faint golden light overflowed from the interlaced fingers of the two.Passing through the dark night in front of you, the backs of the people in front of you surge.

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Zhu Chenghuan controlled Master Qi San, walked out of the Zhou mansion, and came to the car that had been prepared by the street.

The street lamps on the side of the street cast not very bright light, which fell on the front windshield of the car, barely outlining the silhouette of the driver.

"You've got it under control, you can go." Zhu Chenghuan said impatiently to him, and then forcefully pushed Master Qi San, who had completely lost his autonomy, to the corner of the back row, while he sat away in disgust.

"To Qi's house?" the driver asked, his tone seemed to already know the answer, but he hesitated.

Zhu Chenghuan didn't have any kindness towards him, and his words were as cold as a thorn: "Otherwise? Where else can I go?"

The driver seemed to want to say something more, but after seeing Zhu Chenghuan's appearance through the rearview mirror, he chose to keep his mouth shut.

The car drove west all the way, the Zhou mansion was close to Qingyangfang in the east of the city, but the Qi family's old house was in the west of the city, and it took more than half of Yunchuan City to cross, even if there was a car, it would not arrive soon.

And on this road, Zhu Chenghuan leaned against the car window with his head supported on one hand, looking very tired, but his eyes kept looking back.

She was nervous, waiting, holding on to her last hope.

And it was this frequent movement that finally attracted the driver's attention: "What are you looking at?"

"What are you looking at?" Zhu Chenghuan immediately denied, and in order not to arouse the other party's suspicion, he cursed coldly: "Just drive your car well, don't talk too much!"

The driver completely ignored her anger, or he had gotten used to it, raised his eyes and looked at the rear of the car through the rearview mirror, and chatted, "I don't understand, why did you choose him this time?"

"We obviously still have many goals, why do we have to choose this one first."

Zhu Chenghuan put the hand supporting his head in a dark place where he could not see, and continued to say in a sarcastic tone: "Then why do you insist on letting someone surnamed Wang act?"

"It has nothing to do with this matter," the driver's tone was a little tense, "I have my plan."

"Your plan?" Zhu Chenghuan seemed to have finally grasped the point, and began to fight back: "Director Liu, the debt you owe is finally unbearable, right?"

"Do you really think that inviting such a non-male and non-feminine thing can help you turn over?"

"Shut up!" Under Liu Huandeng's tortoiseshell glasses, his eyes were full of punctured anger.

"So what if I don't shut you up?" Zhu Cheng laughed happily, lying on his back on the back seat, like a thorny rose wantonly blooming: "You still need me—"

"No, it should be said that 'she' still needs me."

The black car was still driving under the night, passing through the streets and alleys of Yunchuan, and finally at a certain moment, it rushed headlong into the phantom surging with dark gold.

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At ten o'clock, at the main entrance of the Qi family mansion, candles burning all night illuminated the vermilion gate.

The drunken Master Qi San stumbled out from a certain alley alone, swayed his body and climbed up the steps in front of the door with difficulty, then swung his arms and knocked on the copper door on the door in a disorderly manner. ring.

"Dangdang——" The heavy voice was very clear in the silent night, and after a while, the rich door was opened with a crack on the inside, and a young man on duty poked his head out, and saw that it was Master Qi San who was busy going up help.

"Third Master, why did you come here?"

No wonder this young man was surprised, if it is said that there are a lot of people who come back late after drinking and having fun in the Qi family, but it is a custom, if there are no guests after nightfall, they will not come to the main entrance easily.Most of them secretly go back through the small gate away from their own yard, so as not to upset the old man.

But this drunk San Master Qi didn't care about these things, instead he roughly pushed the boy back to the ground, cursing vaguely: "Go away, don't get in my way!"

The hairy boy was knocked firmly, rubbing his head in anger, but he didn't dare to contradict anything, so he had to let Master Qi San walk in with such chaotic steps.

The Qi family seemed to be quieter than usual at night, there were only flickering lanterns in the corridor, illuminating the empty walls.In each courtyard, there was no sound at all, as if everyone had already slept peacefully.

Master Qi San's body gradually stopped shaking, and instead became stiff, like a puppet on a string, controlled by invisible hands, walking towards the destination.

At a quarter past ten, he finally came to his yard, but he didn't call out to the girls, wives and concubines as usual, but opened the gate of the yard on his own, and walked in quietly.

Mrs. Qi San was about to rest, she knew that the master would never come to her room tonight, so she simply came and sent all the maids away, sitting alone in front of the dressing table, looking at her aging face in the mirror, using The handkerchief wiped away the tears.

But at this moment, she heard the door knock, and when she was about to listen carefully, there was another clear knock. It should be someone standing outside the door, who wanted to come in but was blocked by the latch.

"Who is it? Cui'er or Hong'er?" Mrs. Qi shouted, put the handkerchief in her sleeves, and walked outside.

But when she walked to the door, she was stunned for a moment by the shadow cast on the light yellow screen window. The husband and wife had been married for so many years, of course the third lady could recognize that the not tall figure came from her husband.

"Master, why are you here?" The third lady said, and was about to go forward to open the door latch, but the moment she touched it, she felt a pain in her fingertips, which was bleeding from a wooden thorn.

Unspeakable ominousness filled her heart, and Mrs. Qi suddenly hesitated, but she really didn't know why.

Just as she was standing in front of the door in a daze with her broken finger in her mouth, she heard Master Qi San on the other side knocking on the door again.

"Hey, here we come!" The habit formed over the years made Mrs. Qi suppress all her suspicions and opened the door to her husband.

"Kah——" The lantern under the eaves was suddenly blown to the ground by the cold wind, and darkness immediately enveloped it.

The third lady didn't know what was going to happen, she just stepped forward to meet the third master: "You are so late, you suddenly thought of coming to my place?"

The third master Qi didn't say a word, and was supported by the third lady, and walked into the room without even closing the door.

The third lady smelled the alcohol on his body, she just thought that he had drunk too much, and without thinking too much, she helped him to the reclining chair, turned around and called the little girl to help.

"Tweety, are you asleep, Tweety?" Standing by the door, she was shivering from the cold wind outside, but for some reason, she suddenly felt that her back in the room was heavier than her front facing the wind. be cold.

"It's really weird." The third lady murmured while crossing her arms, but when she turned her head, she suddenly found that the third master, who was supposed to be lying in the middle, was standing upright behind her.

"Ah!" The third lady cried out in fright, but immediately her mouth and nose were tightly covered by a pair of big hands.

She struggled and looked at the person who had lived with her for decades with disbelieving eyes.

She is so familiar with the other person's face, from childhood to now, even though it has changed a lot with the years, it has always been deeply remembered in her heart.

This is her husband. Although he is so incompetent, absurd and lustful, and has brought her so much loneliness and pain, in her heart, this man has always been his greatest reliance and lifelong entrustment.

But now, what is he doing—

Mrs. Qi San opened her tear-filled eyes, which were full of sadness and disappointment.

She had nothing left to struggle with, and with the passage of time, the thoughts of half her life finally burned to ashes, and dissipated with her last tears and breath——