At three quarters past noon, at the entrance of the vegetable market.
After experiencing the wooden donkey parade, Chen Xiangjun was completely stunned. Dripping blood mixed with transparent liquid flowed out from the span.
"Execution!"
As the magistrate Shi Yongjun dropped the arrow in his hand, Hong Cha, who was tall and round, exerted enough strength to slash with the sword, and Chen Xiangjun's delicate neck was broken at the root.
The gushing blood fountain shot high into the sky from his neck.
"No!!!"
Lu Junru's white clothes were stained with dust, and he knelt on the ground in despair. His hair was disheveled and he looked like a madman. He looked up at the rain of blood in the sky and cried loudly.
The servants of the Chen Mansion were all dismissed, and Chen Yongfu had already hanged himself.
In the end, no relatives even came to order the remains of Chen Xiangjun.
Only Lu Junru was holding the head in his arms and carrying Chen Xiangjun's broken body on his back, walking step by step towards the outside of the city.
"If the body is not complete, the soul is not complete. Master, use the yellow talisman to graft and bind her later. At least a whole body will be left."
Mu Xiaoli couldn't bear to look in the crowd and looked at Cui Wenzi subconsciously.
"It's useless. That girl has sold her soul to the evil ghost a long time ago. After she dies, she will have nothing. She is not even qualified to die."
Cui Wenzi shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of compassion, and then the light disappeared.
It turned out that from the beginning, he had used his spiritual eyes to observe Chen Xiangjun's soul.
The result is skinny.
"Hmph! It's your own fault!!"
Bai Duo withdrew his gaze from Lu Junru, who was walking away. If it weren't for his identity as a disciple of the Confucian Temple, he would have been crushed to ashes even with his corpse.
"Sir, are we still going to Yuanbao Street?"
At this time, Liu Zhongyong's injury was almost healed and he was able to regain his mobility, so he hurried back to the team and stayed by Bai Duo's side.
"Of course, the mess in Qingyang County is over, and the follow-up matters can be left to Shi Yongjun."
Bai Duo shook his sleeves and robe, immediately squeezed out of the crowd, mounted his tall horse and galloped towards Yuanbao Street.
Ta-ta-ta!
"Who rides a horse in the street!?"
"Um?!"
Bai Duo's eyes flashed sharply.
"Sorry, sorry! Sir, please!!"
The clerk who had just spoken to stop him immediately slapped himself twice.
"You really don't have a look, sir, do you want a subordinate..."
Liu Zhongyong pulled the reins and came to Bai Duo's side, and said sadly.
"No, don't worry about such a trivial matter. You and I won't be able to stay in Qingyang long anyway."
Bai Duo responded casually.
Not long after, the two people arrived at the intersection of Yuanbao Street. The two people tied their horses to the stables of a tavern, and then entered the street lightly.
The buildings on both sides of the road were cast into shadow by the bloody setting sun. It was originally a bustling time, but the whole street was scattered with people and looked very deserted.
Apparently they were all attracted by the beheadings in the vegetable market.
After all, the Chen family is also a well-known figure in Qingyang County. How can it not be embarrassing if the house collapses like this?
"Sir, where is the ghost niche shop you mentioned?"
Liu Zhongyong looked around. He had been to this street before, but it always felt familiar yet strange, as if something had quietly changed.
He couldn't describe this strange feeling.
"Popular places always give people a harmonious and comfortable feeling. No one lives in the old house, and the grass always grows very fast, and eventually even the wooden beams collapse."
Bai Duo walked to a corner, squatted down, and pulled out a weed.
Then a pair of green embroidered shoes appeared in his sight. Bai Duo's eyes slowly moved up, and he saw a little girl with braids looking at him with wide eyes.
"Kid, where are the adults in your family?"
Bai Duo stood up slowly, threw the weeds aside, and looked down at the little girl, the unknown light covering his dark face.
"Here."
The little girl pointed to a dark figure standing in the shadow of a restaurant, pushing a cart to buy watercolor rouge and waving to her.
"That's it," Bai Duo glanced over there and said, "It's getting dark soon. Children must follow their parents closely and don't run around."
"Well," the little girl nodded heavily, the braid on her head swaying, then she took out a box of powder from her pocket and said, "Thank you, uncle, I'll give this to you."
Bai Duo was stunned, but he still reached out his hand and took it.
Then he smiled and said: "Thank you, brother, I want to ask you, there should be a Feng Shui shop in this area, which may sell some shrines and other things.
Do you have any impression? "
"Hmm..." the little girl thought seriously for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course I know, that master is very famous. The Buddha amulets he makes are very effective, and he also makes many weird little things. stuff.
but......"
The little girl paused for a moment, glanced at Bai Duo strangely, and said, "But there was a fire last month, the shop was burned down, and the master died. Why is brother looking for a dead man? Really?" Weird hehe..."
The little girl jumped away and disappeared into the shadows with her father.
Bai Duo was left in a mess.
"There was a fire on Yuanbao Street?" Bai Duo asked.
"No... Sir, don't listen to that kid's nonsense. You can't hide anything big or small in Qingyang County from me.
Not to mention the fire.
Is there something wrong with her..."
Liu Zhongyong made a gesture, which represented black disaster.
"Impossible, I didn't feel the Yin Qi, she should be alive." Bai Duo shook his head, and then hurried towards the direction where the little girl disappeared. With his speed, he should have caught up with her in the blink of an eye.
But from the moment he stepped into the shadow of the restaurant, he felt that the road was extremely long, as if he could never finish it.
It's like being stuck in a quagmire.
"Damn it, where is the person? Liu Zhongyong, you go find a painter to draw the little girl's appearance based on my description. I have to ask the matter clearly."
After Bai Duo said this, he was stunned.
Because he actually couldn't recall the little girl's face.
"Only the ghost's face will not be remembered!"
Bai Duo's memory was instantly pulled back two years later. When he and Cui Wenzi first encountered the mirror ghost, he couldn't remember its face.
The servants of Chen Qingzhi's family could only remember how many people entered the room.
But I still can't recall the face of the extra person.
"Liu Zhongyong, you!"
Bai Duo turned around suddenly, only to find that the street was empty. There were a few pedestrians before, but now they have all disappeared.
Even Liu Zhongyong is no longer where he was.
"Damn it, is this a ghost covering your eyes or is it a ghost?"
Bai Duo frowned. He was sure that he must have been in the world just now, but when he stepped into this shadow area and wanted to chase the little girl, he passively came here.
Although the buildings were the same as Yuanbao Street, he was convinced that everything here was different.
If there was Yang Qi mixed with Yin Qi before, then here there is no life at all, and everywhere is filled with a cold and ominous smell.
"This is... a world of ghosts!"
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