Seventy Five Travel Accidents

The plum blossoms at the end of the month bloomed exceptionally well.

In the backyard of Kaifeng Mansion, plum blossoms are already blooming. They are all red plum blossoms, and the bright colors add color to the courtyard.

Zhan Zhao stood in the yard admiring the plum blossoms alone. He didn't know how long he stood there. It took him a long time to leave before he realized that the sky was covered with snow.He spread his hands, watching the white snowflakes fall on his palm, the cold touch soaked into the skin, and then melted into water.

"Brother Zhan."

Someone around him called out to him, Zhan Zhao looked over and realized it was Ding Yuehua.

"Since I came back, I've seen Mr. Zhan always in a daze alone."

Ding Yuehua stood beside him, looked at the scenery in the courtyard, and continued.

"Are you thinking about Miss Shen?"

Zhan Zhao lowered his eyes, retracted his hand, and did not answer.

Shen Chuyi turned to look at him and said, "I heard that Miss Shen is from the future, and I still don't believe it."

"What does the future look like? It must be wonderful. Well, it should be better than our Great Song City. It is her home, and she should go back."

"Brother Zhan, do you think she will come?"

"Will do."

Zhan Zhao said, turning around slowly.

"Yuehua, it's getting late, let's rest early."

When you're done, leave.

Ding Yuehua stood there watching his figure walk away, then exhaled slowly, and muttered softly.

"She doesn't belong to us, so why be so persistent."

Before returning to his room, Zhan Zhao visited Kaifeng mansion as usual.Just when I arrived at the front yard, I heard the jubilant sound of drums calling for grievances outside the door.

He caressed his forehead, already familiar with it.

Ever since concubine liu's dismemberment case was solved, some people always came to complain at night.It's all nonsense about ghosts and ghosts. At first they were clueless, but now they have found some ways to break through these weird things.

The yamen servant in the duty room came out yawning and was about to open the door when he saw Zhan Zhao.The other party immediately raised his spirits and called out, "Master Zhan."

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "Go and open the door."

The yamen servant nodded, and opened the door. When the drummer saw the door open, he dropped the drum stick, rushed in and knelt in front of Zhan Zhao.

"My lord, there is a ghost!"

The person who came was a big man in his 40s, with a strong body, dark skin, and wearing coarse linen clothes.Even though it was a cold and shivering winter, he was sweating profusely.He was shaking until the flesh on his face trembled.

The yamen servant sighed, and Zhan Zhao said patiently: "There are no ghosts in the world, they must be caused by people's hearts."

The man shook his head and said affirmatively: "Master Zhan, there really is a ghost, I saw it!"

"What happened?" Zhan Zhao asked.

It seems that only when the matter is resolved can the other party believe that it is not a ghost.

"Master Zhan, Mr. Zhan, my family lives in a small village near the city gate. I am a woodcutter who cuts firewood every morning. I buy firewood and deliver firewood in the afternoon. Every time I go home, it is night. I will return home today." When I got home, I saw my daughter-in-law hanged herself!"

"What?" Zhan Zhao was startled, did someone die?

The man continued: "My wife and I have a good relationship. Really, she cooked porridge for me when I went out! She committed suicide for no reason, and what's even more frightening is that she was wearing a bright red wedding dress with painted face. She was pale, but her mouth was painted red! Yes, her nails were also red! She stared at me with wide eyes, as if she wanted to eat me!"

The man recalled that he was short of breath and trembling with fear.

"I was terrified at the time, so I hurried out to report the crime! Guess what, at night, the street was almost deserted, but I saw a red shadow drifting by... It must be a ghost! A ghost killed it My daughter-in-law! She will definitely kill me! She is entangled with me! Master Zhan, you must protect me!"

The man was terrified when he said it, and Zhan Zhao was also terrified when he heard it.

Although I don't believe it was done by ghosts, I can't help but feel horrified when I think of the scene described by the man.

"So, there is a dead person in your family now?" Zhan Zhao asked emphatically.

The man nodded hurriedly.

"I don't know what to call you?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Oh, I, my name is Qian San."

"The small village next to the city gate is... Laixi Village?"

"exactly."

"Hurry up and inform Mr. Bao." Zhan Zhao said to the yamen servant, "I'll go back with Qian San to have a look."

"Yes, Lord Zhan."

Qian San shook his head: "Master Zhan, I don't want to go back! It's too scary!"

Zhan Zhao frowned and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of, that's your first wife!"

"No, it's a ghost!"

"What the hell, the sound is so loud, you can hear it two streets away?"

Just as he was speaking, Bai Yutang's voice came.

He yawned and walked back from the door, speaking casually.

"There is a murder case." Zhan Zhao said directly.

"Murder case?" Bai Yutang cheered up immediately and said, "Yo, then I just happened to be in time."

"Where did the fifth brother go?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Bai Yutang shrugged: "Today I found out that my righteous brother came to Bianliang to rush for the exam, so I stayed and chatted for a while."

"Yeah." Zhan Zhao nodded, looked at Qian San who was still kneeling on the ground and refused to get up, and said, "Qian San, with me and Chinchilla Bai Yutang escorting you, are you still afraid?"

"Afraid? A big man, still afraid of these crooked ways? Don't worry, you are in such good health and have a strong yang energy, no ghost will pay attention to you!" Bai Yutang continued.

Of course I'm still afraid, but Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang have said so, Qian San can't hold back any longer.

When the three of them left Kaifeng Mansion, Qian San walked in the middle all the way, and he was still talking about it.

The village where Qian San lived was at the gate of the city, so the three of them spent a lot of time walking along the way.

By the time we reached the city gate, it was already extremely dark.

The Shen residence is right next to the city gate, Zhan Zhao looked over unconsciously.

In the thick night, the house was mixed with darkness, lifeless.

He put his mind to it and followed Qian San to Laixi Village.

When they arrived at Qian San's door, the other party refused to go in no matter what.

Zhan Zhao shook his head helplessly, exchanged a glance with Bai Yutang, and then stepped forward to push the door.

The door opened, and he couldn't help frowning.

It was clearly the night, but there was a touch of red that stood out unexpectedly.The meager moonlight and the white snowflakes all make the red in the darkness look extraordinarily weird.

He lit the torch, and the scene in front of him made his pupils constrict.

There is a person hanging on the hanging beam directly opposite the door.

The scarlet wedding dress, in the light of the night, turned dark red and terrifying.The gleam of Huo Zhe reflected on the other party's face, her pale complexion, red lips, and wide-open eyes made her look strange and terrifying.

A wind blew into the house, bringing in snowflakes, and also made the hanging man sway with the wind.

Like a moving doll, lifeless.

Both Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were startled, but suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts and hugged them off the beam.Putting the person flat on the ground, Bai Yutang held a candle to light it, and said, "Where did you get this clothes?"

Qian San still didn't dare to enter the door, so he probed the door and said, "I don't know, I don't have this kind of clothes at home."

"Looking at the size, it's obviously too small." Zhan Zhao observed that the red wedding dress tightly wrapped the woman's body, and the fastening seemed to be about to collapse in a second.

"The murderer must have had a reason for putting on the wedding dress for the deceased, or it was a sign, or it was a bond between the deceased and the murderer." Bai Yutang rested his chin and asked Qian San, "Will your wife marry you?" Was there someone you liked before?"

"No." Qian San said affirmatively, "I am the only man in my wife. She treats me very well and loves me very much."

"Maybe she's hiding it from you?" Bai Yutang said.

Qian San was in a hurry: "Impossible!"

"Impossible, I'll find out tomorrow by asking the neighbors and people you know well." Zhan Zhao simply examined the corpse while talking.

"There is only one strangle mark on the neck." Zhan Zhao said, "It should be left by hanging."

After all, it is not a work, Zhan Zhao can only simply look at it through the clothes.

"But whether the cause of death was due to hanging, this point needs to be checked."

"The deceased didn't show signs of struggling either." Bai Yutang said.

"Of course not." Zhan Zhao nodded, "The murderer should have stunned or killed the person first, then put on wedding clothes and makeup on him, and disguised him as if he had hanged himself."

"Then let me see if there is any fragrance or something." Bai Yutang said, and went to the room to check.

Zhan Zhao stopped looking at the corpse, and asked Qian San, "When you came back, you saw this scene and ran away?"

Qian San nodded: "It's too scary, why don't I stay and enjoy it if I don't run away?"

"Is there a vision in the house at that time?"

"I don't know." Qian San shook his head, "It was too dark at that time, so I took a look with the lantern, and the red color was too conspicuous. I couldn't see what else was in the room."

"Cat."

Suddenly, Bai Yutang called Zhan Zhao, and then he obviously took a deep breath.

Zhan Zhao walked over and saw that Bai Yutang was holding a square box in his hand. He had already opened it, that is to say, seeing what was inside made him shudder.

Zhan Zhao looked into the box, his hairs stood on end for a moment.

Inside the box was a heart.

A heart.