knife cut mountains and rivers

Zhou Xuanyi's idea is very simple, since this is a carefully arranged game, let's solve the puzzle bit by bit from the very beginning.He is not afraid of trouble, nor does he feel flustered, and he enjoys the simple pleasure of deciphering.

Zhou Xuanyi had enthusiasm and brains, but he had no physical strength. After he walked out of Baihua Street, he felt a pain in his chest, and Fu Cheng directly grabbed the back of his neck and went back to pour a bowl of medicine.

Zhou Xuanyi put down the medicine bowl, looked up at Zhou Xuanyi and said, "Do you want to go to the mass grave at the gate of the city?"

Fu Cheng paused for a while before he walked, and said, "Yeah, you still want to go after this?" Fu Cheng didn't plan to take Zhou Xuanyi with him, so this cripple would be troublesome, let alone go out to dig up corpses. All of them were physical labor, so I thought this little ancestor was not happy about it.

"Go." Zhou Xuanyi drank the medicine and leaned on the wooden chair to mobilize the true qi in his body, but his internal organs were so severely injured that he didn't bring it up after he died in one breath. Instead, everything hurt, especially the injured right shoulder .

Fu Cheng obediently shut up and didn't speak, he could almost guess how Zhou Xuanyi would answer him if he asked him out, it was just to see how stupid you are, can you go by yourself?

The folk customs of Bailu City are very different from those of Kyoto. This small frontier city is open to everyone. There is no well-regulated moat, and there is no strict curfew at the city gate.

To dig up the corpse, I had to choose a good day when the night was dark and the wind was high. Until the second watch, the two rushed to the mass grave without stopping, as if they were afraid that the corpse would come out by itself, throw up its sleeves and run away.

Fucheng overestimated the distance of Zhou Xuanyi's footsteps. The mass grave at the city gate is six miles away from Liuyin Lane. Zhou Xuanyi was halfway there. Fucheng stopped and took a look at him. The eagle's head on the forehead, the forehead is covered with fine sweat, and the face is pale, it seems that it is still too reluctant.

Zhou Xuanyi really had a childish temper, he refused to move when he got halfway, which meant that he couldn't walk anyway.

"I can't walk anymore." Zhou Xuanyi simply stopped and said, "You carry me on your back."

Fucheng pushed back bluntly and said, "Are you dreaming?"

Fucheng is not used to his bad temper, but he also knows that if he is like this, he will burn incense to be able to move to the gate of the city tomorrow morning.The corner of Fucheng's mouth curled up, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Being stared at by Fu Cheng like this, Zhou Xuanyi wondered if he had gone too far. Before he could react, his right crutch was taken away by Fu Cheng. He suddenly felt a tightness in the back of his neck, and he was lifted into the air by Fu Cheng. up.

"Your uncle..." Zhou Xuanyi cursed out of nowhere.

Fu Cheng held back his laughter, he was very skilled at carrying Zhou Xuanyi, the soles of his feet felt windy, and after a while, both of them had arrived at the mass grave outside the city gate.

Zhou Xuanyi withered when his toes landed on the ground. Holding on to the tree trunk, his brain and stomach were all in a mess. Zhou Xuanyi's ability to not vomit out was considered extraordinary.

Fucheng asked Zhou Xuanyi to control the water in his brain, and he looked for someone in the mass grave to see if there were any new tombstones nearby.With Zhou Xuanyi's patriarchal appearance, it was strange to be able to dig graves with Fucheng. Fucheng knew early on that he was here to do physical labor.Fucheng picked up a rusty shovel by the side of the road. There are a lot of buried people and diggers here. There are many axes and shovels.

Mass Burial Mound, Mass Burial Mound, this place is worthy of the name, the burials are messy enough, only about half of them have stone monuments, and the rest are either just a wooden plank erected hastily, or simply a bag of earth.

Fucheng found Xuefeng's tombstone according to Wang's mother's instructions. It was just like what Wang's mother said. ", I don't know who carved it.After death, she turns into loess and is buried in a mass grave with a group of strangers. No one will come to pay homage to her. The sisters in Tianxianglou will only feel sad for her for a while, and then they will be completely forgotten.

Fucheng shoveled into the soil with a shovel, thinking, at least this girl has a place to live, if she died, she would probably just throw it in the wild grass and wait for the government officials to come and burn her as a refugee.

However, this girl's fate is also bad. First, she was used by others, but now she is not safe to die.Fucheng shoveled the soil with a shovel after a shovel. After an unknown period of time, the shovel hit a hard object. Fucheng knew that he had found it. Mother Wang was not considered inhumane, so she bought a coffin for Xuefengniang.Fucheng didn't dig any more, half of the coffin was still underground, only dug to the point where the coffin lid was exposed.

Fucheng jumped down the deep pit, pried out the coffin nails, held his breath when luck pushed it away, but the smell was too strong, Fucheng lifted the coffin cover with a shake of his hand, and escaped from the deep pit after opening, Jumped three meters away.

The rotten smell of the corpse exploded from the coffin and rushed straight to Fucheng's forehead. The stench could be smelled a mile away.

Seeing that Fucheng's side was done, Zhou Xuanyi limped over and stood shoulder to shoulder with Fucheng. This fellow conjured up a thick black cloth out of nowhere, and now covered his mouth and nose.

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Go down and have a look."

"Why should I go?" The boss of Fucheng was reluctant, he was brought up by that clean freak master, and somewhat hated such unclean things.

Zhou Xuanyi raised his eyebrows, and said, "Do you think I can climb up after I go down?"

Mama Wang reckoned that the purpose of digging the pit was to destroy the corpses and traces. The pit was more than two meters deep. For a person like Zhou Xuanyi who couldn't even walk, it was a bit difficult to climb up after going down. Thinking of Zhou Xuanyi climbing the tomb with both hands together, he thought it was funny, so he said, "I'll get you out later."

Zhou Xuanyi seemed to have guessed Fu Cheng's thoughts, "Childish."

Zhou Xuanyi walked to the top of the tomb and looked at the coffin. It was so dark that only the outline of a person could be seen there, but nothing could be seen.Zhou Xuanyi said coldly: "Help me up."

Fucheng was very obedient and supported Zhou Xuanyi with one hand. After all, if he fell, Fucheng would be unlucky in the end.But Zhou Xuanyi obviously had no good intentions, taking advantage of Fucheng standing on the edge, he inadvertently dragged Fucheng down.

Fucheng staggered, reacting quickly enough to stabilize his body in an indecent posture of a little Yanfei, but luckily he didn't bump into Xuefengniang who had already rested.

……

Who is this childish?

Fucheng knew he couldn't hide, so he accepted his fate.A piece of sleeve was torn off to cover his mouth and nose, and a knot was tied at the back of his head.He obviously came prepared, took out a pair of extremely thin leather gloves from his pocket, put them on, and took out the fluorescent beads made by Song Xiaochuan, and embedded them in the surrounding earthen walls.

Zhou Xuanyi asked, "Where did it come from?"

Fucheng's voice was muffled through his sleeves, and he said, "Let Jinling prepare it. Tell me, how do you check?"

Xuefeng was already rotten, more rotten than other corpses, her whole body showed a very unnatural purple-gray color, a few white maggots had drilled out of the fragile place like the eyeballs, and she was twisting her teeth and claws. Moving his body, he gnawed recklessly at his mouth and nose.

Zhou Xuanyi covered his mouth and nose with a black cloth, and said like a gentleman, "You first touch her skull."

Boss Fucheng was reluctant, looking at the group of worms, he didn't know what to do for a while.Fucheng didn't know if Xuefeng's black hair was smooth before she was alive, but now it's like a ball of withered straw.Fu Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it around, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"No."

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Impossible, touch again!"

Seeing Zhou Xuanyi's determination, Fucheng thought he had missed something, but he touched it carefully again, but he still didn't find anything, and said, "Nothing really."

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Keep looking!"

Fucheng heard that some people died in an unnatural manner, and when doing an autopsy, he would look for the top of his head and the big acupoints on his body to see if someone had tampered with them.But at the thought of touching the girl's whole body, Fu Cheng felt his scalp go numb, and said, "Look... where?"

"whole body."

……

Fu Cheng was stunned for a while, then suddenly took off his gloves, and slapped them on the edge of the coffin, "You do it yourself!"

Zhou Xuanyi squinted at Fucheng, saw that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his expression was unwilling, thinking that he couldn't deceive people too much, this person would not even be willing to touch a living person, let alone a rotting corpse.

"Exit."

Fu Cheng argued: "This is a girl." Fu Cheng is at most a hooligan, but he is not a beast, and he knows how to write the four characters of courtesy, righteousness, honesty and shame!

Zhou Xuanyi looked deeply righteous, and said: "You hold the lamp for me." Zhou Xuanyi put on Fucheng's gloves, which still had the temperature of Fucheng on them, and wrapped Zhou Xuanyi's hand warmly inside. Move your fingers.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't start directly, he took out a black magnet from nowhere.

When Fucheng saw the magnet, he was stunned, did this person deliberately punish him just now?Fu Cheng asked: "Where did you come from?"

Zhou Xuanyi's expression was indifferent, he forcibly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let Jinling prepare it."

Fucheng was a little helpless, who was this Jinling helping?

This corpse was already rotten, most of the flesh was already rotten, Zhou Xuanyi could tear off a piece if he moved a little harder.He also touched the skull at first, but as Fu Cheng said, he found nothing.Zhou Xuanyi's fingers crawled down and touched the back of her neck, but he didn't find it either.

Zhou Xuanyi simply dropped the female corpse, but the corpse had been stuck to the coffin board for too long, and when he turned over, half of the flesh on his back was taken off, along with his clothes. Blue and white bones.

During this period, Fucheng kept holding the fluorescent beads and looked at Zhou Xuanyi with a frown. The man's face was peaceful, as if he was not a corpse in front of him. The night was very dark. Looking carefully, the carrion was dangling in front of his eyes.

Isn't this man a little ancestor?How can you even know how to do things?After thinking about it, Fucheng asked, "Why did you do the autopsy?"

"How do I know?" Zhou Xuanyi choked out very smoothly, "Am I amnesiac or are you amnesiac?"

Fucheng had never won a fight against this fellow before, so he shut up.

After a while, there was a click, something was attracted to the magnet, Zhou Xuanyi said: "I found it."

Fucheng did not expect that Zhou Xuanyi could really free up something. He found a small silver needle at the Changqiang point at the end of the tailbone at the position of Xuefeng's back waist and eyes.

According to Yan Shaokang, this should be the top batch of hidden weapons. This needle is two circles smaller than ordinary embroidery needles. Under the light of fluorescent beads, it is as thin as a cow's hair. It is both tough and extremely sharp.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something that ordinary iron shops in Bailu City can make.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't speak any more, he put the silver needle on a piece of white cloth, his frowning brows didn't relax, and he continued to lower his head to tinker with the corpse, and after about half a stick of incense, Zhou Xuanyi was in Xuefeng's arms. A silver needle was also found in the acupoint.

Fu Cheng was a little surprised and asked, "Why is there still one?"

Zhou Xuanyi groped carefully again, and when he was sure that there was nothing missing, he said, "Only these two."

Fu Cheng subconsciously asked: "Is it Xue Yin Thirteen Niang?"

This was Fucheng's first idea. If anyone's needle impressed Fucheng deeply, Xueyin Thirteen Niang's blood shadow needle would definitely be the first among them.It's just that Fucheng acquiesced that Xueyin Thirteen Niangs belonged to Zhou Xuanyi, so if he thought about it this way, could it be that Zhou Xuanyi was behind it?It doesn't make sense to say that, how can a person who has planned a strategy let himself be stranded in such a desolate place like Liuyin Lane?

Zhou Xuanyi also understood what Fucheng was thinking, and said, "The blood hidden needle is three inches long, so it shouldn't be her."

Tang Sect's hidden weapons are so complicated, it's hard to say if it's Thirteen Niang, but Zhou Xuanyi's straightforward denial is a bit interesting.

Fucheng stared closely at Zhou Xuanyi, standing in the deep pit, and the mass graves were full of bones. At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, so it was a good time to kill someone.Thinking of this, I feel a little cold around me.

Zhou Xuanyi gave Fucheng a blank look, and said, "How do you know it's not Yan Shaokang?"

Fucheng was stunned. This idea is not impossible. Yan Shaokang is well versed in using poison and also knows about hidden weapons. The point is that Fucheng knows nothing about his life experience. If it is really Yan Shaokang, then why would he kill someone? Meiji from Tianxiang Tower, still pretending to accompany her to Tianxiang Tower to inquire about news?Or, how did Yan Shaokang conclude that Fucheng would definitely go to Tianxiang Tower?

"Go back if you have anything to say." Zhou Xuanyi's words brought Fucheng back to his senses. Every gust of wind blowing from this mass grave was gloomy, and the air was filled with a rancid smell. It's really not a good place to chat.

This time, Fucheng also lost interest in watching Zhou Xuanyi climb the pit, and directly carried him out of the pit.Then he closed the lid of the coffin again, and filled the tomb hole with the original soil.Digging holes and burying people is physical work, and it has been two hours since the work was finished.

Fucheng felt a little tired, propped up his knees to pant for a while, and when the sweat on his body was almost dry, he patted the dust off his body, stood in front of the tombstone very seriously, and folded his hands facing Xuefeng's tombstone.

When Fucheng was filling the pit, Zhou Xuanyi took advantage of the moonlight to carefully examine the two silver needles. The silver needles had a rancid smell and a layer of bluish-purple blood scab on them. It seemed that they should have been placed inside for a long time. .Zhou Xuanyi himself was a little surprised. Some knowledge and experience of his work were naturally displayed in his mind, clearly and orderly, which was completely different from his chaotic memories.

How can a prince be a coroner?Fucheng asked him this question, and Zhou Xuanyi himself had doubts.Zhou Xuanyi is not the prince, so where is the real prince?Is this dragon talisman entrusted by the prince?Or did Zhou Xuanyi snatch it by himself?

The most crucial question is, who is he?

Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts were interrupted, a pious rebirth mantra reverberated over the mass grave for a long time, and Fucheng's voice was very low and deep: "Namo Amida Poye Dotagata Ye..."

Fucheng stood in the middle of a pile of wild graves in the mass grave, and the cold moonlight pierced through the clouds to wrap him in the center.Fu Cheng's side face was surrounded by a layer of faint moonlight, and his knife-like facial features seemed a little compassionate in this situation.

Does this person really believe in Buddhism?Zhou Xuanyi evoked a mocking smile, and a green-faced and fang-toothed kid suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The appearance of this kid's face was so frightening that even Zhou Xuanyi himself was taken aback.With a shrill cry, the little ghost rushed straight to Zhou Xuanyi's face, almost touching the tip of his nose, but was blocked by a man the next moment.

He heard his own voice in the memory: "What's wrong with you?"

From Zhou Xuanyi's perspective, he could only see the man's back, and the man's deep voice came into Zhou Xuanyi's ears jokingly but earnestly: "I believe in Buddhism, and I don't kill people."