death like wind

When completely plunged into darkness, a ray of light broke through the chaos and pierced the eyeballs. Su Jin gasped and opened his eyes. He didn't want to try that suffocating feeling again.

Everything in the room was normal, the brazier was crackling with sparks, there were no bloody handprints on the windows, and there were no little ghosts lying on the beams. Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the shallow breathing around her, and the air flow on her neck was crisp, crisp, numb. Yes, the tip of his nose was filled with Yan Xilin's aura, completely calming down his frantically beating heart.

Yan Xilin hugged him very tightly, causing pain in his waist, Su Jin moved her body and pushed him, Yan Xilin's strength gradually relaxed, and she rubbed her head in his arms.

Su Jin opened her eyes and diverted her gaze. She didn't fall asleep until she broke free from the remaining fear. This sleep was extremely restless, and she always woke up because of a small movement, which led to a sluggish spirit the next day.

Yan Xilin fetched a basin of water for him to wash, and brought him breakfast by the way. After cleaning up, there was the sound of drumming outside. The two of them arrived at the front hall together. Su Jin couldn't help yawning, her eyes dimmed , a pair of peach blossom eyes mist up.

"You lean against me and squint for a while, and go back to sleep later." Yan Xilin put his arms around Su Jin's waist and hugged him in his arms. He was half a head taller than Su Jin, and Su Jin was caught You can't see anyone from behind.

Su Jin was so sleepy that she struggled for a while, then happily leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

According to yesterday's plan, Hu Daren knocked the man unconscious and locked him in the house before the master went out. He played the role of the master himself to advise the prefect of the idiot. The plot progressed smoothly. "Please" come over with the tall and thin boy.

Hu Daren whispered in the magistrate's ear: "Wu Zuo went to see Hongyue's body the day before yesterday and found some doubts. We can ask what Meng did on the day Hongyue died."

If they directly turned over Xiaoli's case, they would definitely be alerted by the prefect, so they simply took advantage of the fact that the prefect wanted Meng to take the blame, and started from Hongyue step by step.

The magistrate nodded as expected when he heard the words, and said with a slap on the gavel, "Meng Hongyue, where did you go on the day Meng Hongyue died? Who did you meet? Do you have any witnesses?"

Meng shi fell on the ground and said tremblingly: "The woman stayed at home that day and didn't go anywhere. The neighbors in the neighborhood can testify."

The thin and tall boy was entrusted by Yan Xilin, and he would naturally do things after receiving the money. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "That day I clearly saw you carrying a food box to see Hongyue, and Hongyue won the prize after eating your food." poison!"

Hu Daren also chimed in at the right time: "Yes, Wu Zuo discovered that before she drowned, Hongyue was also poisoned by a human being with a time limit of three hours, and the food you gave her was what she ate in her mouth during her lifetime." One last thing!"

The ironclad evidence was overwhelming, Meng couldn't justify it, Sapo said: "You must have bribed this villain and wanted to frame me. Is there any morality in the world?"

Hu Daren threw out the last trump card to kill the Meng family, and invited out the pharmacy owner who had been hiding in the back hall.

The owner of the pharmacy knelt on the ground and said anxiously: "A few days ago, the Meng family did ask me to buy a medicinal material called 'poppy'. This medicinal material can be soaked in water for a day and night, which can make the water colorless and tasteless, but it is also poisonous. After drinking it, she will definitely die within three hours. Moreover, Mrs. Meng has been asking me to falsely report her illness. She just caught a cold occasionally, but she wants me to say in front of Meng Hongyue that she is terminally ill. It's a disastrous thing."

Meng Shi's lips moved, until she saw a flower branch Hu Daren threw in front of her, she lost her words, and her eyes stared blankly at the opium named "Poppy".

It was found in her room.

The magistrate saw that Mrs. Meng had been rendered speechless by Hu Daren, and did not question what Hu Daren said next, and followed Hu Daren's prompt to slap the gavel again, saying: "Bold Mrs. Meng, murder the successor!" Female, the crime is punishable by beheading, someone came here, asked her to be arrested, thrown into the prison, and executed two days later."

No matter how Meng Shi resisted, the burly man was much stronger than a woman. He grabbed her hand and asked her to press him down, and then dragged her away.

Du Shi gloated and smiled, not knowing that it would be her turn next.

Hu Daren whispered a few words in the magistrate's ear, two fat men, one big and one small, were whispering in the hall, before the magistrate slapped the gavel again, suppressing the noise in the hall, he said solemnly: "That, that, it's you, The bustard of Hongxinglou, tell me what you have learned."

The old bustard held a small handkerchief and knelt on the ground with twists and turns: "That day some nobles came to our Hongxinglou, they were the rice merchants in Dongcheng, so we invited the Jiangnan opera troupe to sing operas and listen to them. It was the red moon that day."

Hu Daren continued from the side: "According to the conclusion of Wu Zuo's autopsy, Xiaoli was killed in the daytime that day, and Hongyue has sufficient evidence of her alibi."

The magistrate was stunned for a while when he heard them singing and singing together, but he didn't realize why he suddenly started talking about Xiaoli from Hongyue's case.

The old bustard held her handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, sobbing softly, "Xiaoli also left our Hongxinglou, but she never expected such a tragic ending. If I, a mother, don't tell the truth, I'm afraid I will die after I die." I feel uneasy."

The magistrate was about to take a slap with the gavel, but was stopped by Hu Daren, and smiled flatteringly: "Listen to what he has to say."

Because Hu Daren had just helped him bring down Du Shi, so although he was suspicious, he sat back honestly.

The old bustard continued: "It is said that the child in Xiaoli's stomach is Du Sheng's, but it is not true, it is the seed left by that pious master! Afterwards, the master was afraid of ruining his reputation, so he asked Du Sheng to take Xiaoli back. , and Xiaoli’s nightmare also started from this time.”

"It turns out that even in a place like ours where there are fireworks, she hasn't suffered any physical pain. However, when she went to Du's house, she didn't have a single body intact. She still has a child in her stomach!" The old bustard was crying, and Not to mention how sincere she is, but to say that the onlookers were completely moved by her.

"For example, Mrs. Du is famous in his hometown town with his heart of poisonous scorpions. Xiaoli has mentioned to me countless times that he wants to come back and accuse Mrs. Du of his atrocities. If I had made up my mind sooner, I would have spared this child, Xiang Xiaoyu. The tragedy of perishing."

Seeing that the bustard had finished her lines, Hu Daren shouted angrily, "Pass the evidence!"

The team members quickly came out holding a bloody dress. Anyone who was familiar with Du Shi knew that it was Du Shi's favorite dress, but he didn't wear it suddenly some time ago.

Qiao Wuchai stood behind the magistrate, Yingying sneered and said, "Mr. Du, do you recognize him?"

Du Shi's face was so pale that it couldn't be any whiter. With such a complexion, there was no need to speak, everyone already understood it.

Seeing that his wife was about to be imprisoned, Du Sheng kowtowed vigorously in front of the court, begging the magistrate to forgive him. Before the court, he panicked and said, "As long as you release Ayi, I will give you whatever you want!"

Originally, the magistrate was still a little hesitant, thinking about finding a way to deal with it lightly, but when he heard this sentence, his heart clicked, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He was afraid that the people would catch him, and he threw the execution lot directly: "Pull down the draw, He will be executed with Meng Shi in two days!"

The execution lot landed on the smooth floor and made a crisp sound, which was extremely pleasant to the ear. This sound not only sentenced the wicked, but also announced that the mission of Su Jin and his group had been completed.

Some people were happy and some were sad. Amid Du's mournful cries, the curtain was drawn on the lawsuit that sentenced them to life and death.

The ironclad evidence is so strong that even if the Emperor and Laozi come, they will not be able to reverse the case.

After completing the line of the county government, the magistrate gave them a word: Tang

Changes have taken place in the Nightmare World. After completing the mission, they were supposed to get a whole name, but they only got one word. I don’t know if there is any plot that has not been triggered, or the last word will only come out on the seventh day?

But fortunately, the people from the Nightmare Bureau are here, suppressing demons and goblins like a giant Buddha, making Su Jin feel at ease, and then she doesn't have to worry about the case anymore, so she relaxes and follows Hu Daren to mess around in this pretty town.

Yan Xilin followed behind them, acting as a money bag when needed, and acting as a pet when she didn't need it. She looked like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, always smiling, and looked at Su Jin with affectionate eyes. everything.

Sometimes Su Jin also wonders why Yan Xilin's attitude towards him is so natural. The key is that Yan Xilin knows him too well. alright.

But Su Jin has always been careless and comfortable. If he can't figure it out, he won't struggle and let the situation develop naturally. Now he thinks it's good, and there's no need to investigate it to the end.

But sometimes when you think that something is not important, it can deal a fatal blow to you at a critical moment. This is another story.

If you want to trace the source of sorrow, or you should count from the beginning of all things.

Su Jin bought a bunch of snacks of various colors, Qiao Wuchai laughed at him that these are the things that girls love to eat, Su Jin resorted to a trick: "Then do you want to eat?"

Qiao Wuchai hesitated for a while, and said, "I'll try it."

Hu Daren laughed out loud at the side, and when he heard the name Qiao Wuchai before he knew him, the image that came out of his mind was that kind of haughty face and cold snort of disdain.However, after getting to know each other, it is indeed this kind of image, but it is alive again. He will look at the moon with inexplicable sadness, and his eyes will turn red when he can't resist others. Cow grabbed the shovel and went up to do it. He was so ferocious that even the ghosts were afraid of him. After the work, he himself cried first, and instead looked like a victim.

It's very contradictory, but it doesn't violate the harmony at all. He is obviously a young boy who hasn't grown up yet, but he wants to imitate the expressions of the adults and act bravely.

There is a small river outside the town of his hometown. Hu Daren suggested catching fish and grilling them for eating. Su Jin was very upset and said next to him: "I remember that this river was the one that drowned Hongyue? I don't know if there are any fish that were caught. I have eaten the flesh of the red moon."

Hu Daren shuddered and dismissed the idea.

Although the task stipulated by the Nightmare World should have been completed, Su Jin still felt a little uneasy. He glanced at the crow that always followed behind them and hissed, and his uneasiness was even stronger.

The author has something to say:

This dungeon falls in love, the next dungeon will be hands-on, and the next dungeon will directly determine the relationship between the upper and lower levels. Everything is properly arranged.The end of the four copies begins a big turning point.

The number of copies after that depends on the situation, but there will be no more than four.

Humblingly, there are fewer and fewer manuscript boxes.