The first thing to emerge from the water was a huge ice bubble. The ice bubble was very turbid and filled with silt and sand. Mu Wan asked everyone to get out of the way. Han Shui Ji swam to the shore and gently dropped the ice bubbles on the ground. There was a crisp sound, the ice broke into cracks, and the dirty mass fell to the ground.
A strong stench filled the street, and pedestrians fled away. They also covered their mouths and noses tightly, and Aluan almost vomited. She immediately turned around and ran back to the teahouse, looking from a distance.
Mu Wan held her breath and opened the umbrella. Han Shui Ji turned it into a charm again and put it back into her umbrella. But facing a pile of scattered things on the ground that smelled like rotten fish and shrimps, no one dared to step forward rashly. The Bai Skeleton Master covered his mouth and nose with one hand and pointed forward with the other hand, gesturing for Miss Qi to come forward.
There's another benefit to not being able to breathe.
Like washing vegetables, she took out an object from the dark mud, washed it in the river water, and placed it aside, neatly arranged. The smell faded slightly, and the fragments gradually became clear—they were all different parts of the human body. In addition, there are also white bones.
In addition, there is a golden accessory wrapped around one wrist.
After washing all the broken pieces, Shi Wuqi stretched out his hand to her, and she handed over a strange handkerchief. The handkerchief was originally white, but dyed with mottled prints. He wrapped it around his mouth and nose and restored the body parts very skillfully.
Besides the unidentifiable bones, perhaps those of other people and animals, lying on the ground were two corpses.
One was made of white bones, and the other was bloated and had no head.
Shi Wuqi placed the golden accessories on the bloated corpse, took a few steps back, and shook his head.
"How?" Shanhai asked tentatively.
"They were cut into pieces, put into sacks and stones, and sank to the bottom of the river. Three years ago, they were soaked for too long and rotted. This time, the mouth itself was not tied tightly... They were all killed by the scissors, and deliberately Recognizable gold jewelry.”
As he spoke, he pointed to some pieces of rotten hemp beside him.
Mu Wan was shocked: "But the incision of the wound is too neat. A woman...wait..."
"Remember her kitchen saw?"
She is very smart. Afraid that the government would really suspect her, they would prepare perjury to confuse the public.
The sun was shining high in the sky, but everyone felt chilly to the bone.
At this time, someone trotted over from a distance. It was none other than Jian Niang.
"Why haven't you guys gone to the Yamen yet? My daughter is really worried, so she came here to have a look. Hey, you guys... ah, it's incredible, you have already caught them all. It's really hard work for you guys, I'm so grateful..."
"With your acting skills, it would be a shame not to go on stage to sing."
Hearing Shi Wuqi's taunt, Jian Niang was stunned. She opened her eyes wide and asked innocently:
"What do you mean?"
"What are you talking about? You know it in your heart." Mu Wan agreed.
Niang Niang came over, covering her nose, and carefully circled around the two corpses.
"...I still don't understand what you are talking about."
"Still pretending? Well, I'll tell you." Shi Wuqi pulled off his scarf and took a few steps forward, "Any stories about betrayal are all lies. No, this businessman is indeed, but it's not you he's betraying. , his own wife and children. You knew he had a family, but you coveted his money. You had high vision and looked down on your husband at the time, so you killed him with your own hands and used an unfounded girl to excuse yourself. You were lucky back then Well, most people sympathize with you. Now that you heard that he wanted to go back and couldn't keep this money-spinner, you decided to kill him again. You made up this story, repeated the same trick, and made yourself a poor person again. "
In an instant, the confusion and timidity in Jian Niang's eyes disappeared.
She walked up to him, looked directly into Shi Wuqi's dark golden eyes, and whispered:
"I don't know what you are capable of, knowing this. But you have no evidence -"
Shi Wuqi just sneered. Mu Wan almost wanted to take action, but in broad daylight, he had to restrain himself. Besides, if she hurt someone, she would have to be arrested quickly. Shan Hai and Dai Luan, who were listening in the distance, were also stunned and couldn't say a word.
Shi Wuqi didn't even look at him. His eyes moved around her, looking far away.
"The bitch will find her own reward."
"Hey, what can you do to me?"
Niang Niang laughed out loud, but immediately calmed down her expression. With a pitiful look, she knelt down and gently touched the festering, headless corpse. Then, she picked up the gold jewelry on his chest, stood up, and bowed deeply to Shanhai and the others.
"Thank you for helping me find my husband's only relic... His spirit in heaven will definitely thank you."
She straightened up, half-smiling, clutched her accessories, turned around, and walked onto the bridge, probably going home.
Several people stood there angrily, with intense shock still trembling in their bodies. A person's every smile, every word and every action can be turned around so naturally. If lying is really like drinking cold water, can you get away with it so freely?
People who are really angry have nothing to say.
Dai Luan ran over and asked them, is there nothing they can do?
"No more. Corpses can't really speak, and their grievances cannot be cleared away. With our few mouths and no evidence, even if the prefect and others want to believe us, it will be difficult."
Mu Wan shook his head. Then he said, let’s go.
Dai Luan stared blankly at the place where Jian Niang left, looking at the bridge.
Suddenly, she saw the shadow of a person. The figure was somewhat familiar to her, wearing purple clothes with gold embroidery.
"Wu Qi, where are you looking?"
Shi Wuqi turned his head and glanced at the bridge. He didn't say anything and just followed Shanhai and the others. Aluan glanced a few more times, but couldn't find Qiao Ji anymore, so he had to run quickly to catch up with them.
It's night, and the waning moon hangs high.
Last night, the night here was illuminated by more than 300 prayer lanterns. More than three hundred wishes tell similar wishes, flying to the sky and the moon.
The woman with her hair tied up took off the headband and spread her black hair. It's just that there are a few white strands mixed in between the waterfall-like long hair. The candle by the window occasionally trembled, and she stared blankly at the moon, sighing from time to time.
This person is none other than the senior sister of the Xue Yan Sect, Yan Muxue.
In the past few months since Junior Sister Liangqiu left, the valley has changed a lot. Although it can't be called earth-shaking, under the guidance of senior brother Wu Yuangui, all order is slowly being reestablished. Seeing this, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart.
But something happened on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, which made her keenly aware of something strange.
At that time, Wu Yuangui looked at the last two lanterns rising slowly in the sky. He straightened his spine and looked at the sky, and she looked at him. Wu Yuangui's face was very familiar to her and she would never tire of it. Above the thin lips is a high bridge of nose, and above are a pair of light brown eyes, shining brightly in the light.
She asked him what she wished for, but he just smiled and said nothing, and asked her what she wished for.
She said this, hoping that her parents would be healthy and the sect prosperous; she hoped that the junior sister would return to the valley as soon as possible and bring the sect leader back safely.
Wu Yuangui laughed at her and said that she had these wishes every year.
Naturally, in previous years there was no second half of the sentence. She knew he was referring to the previous section. Senior Brother Wu worshiped early, but he was not considered senior. He was just a disciple who stayed in the valley, so he was considered senior. Yan Muxue knew that he was an orphan - they had become the sect master together. Junior sister Liangqiu also knows this.
But what the junior sister didn't know was that his parents were killed by the sect leader.
At that time, their master was not the sect leader yet, and the sect leader of the Xue Yan Sect was the master's father. That was a kind-hearted old man. He chose this geomantic treasure land and single-handedly founded the Snow Inkstone Sect, which became famous for thousands of miles. But his son, the sect leader whose whereabouts are now unknown, is restless. He made his way outside and made many friends because of his outgoing personality, but he also made many enemies. He was highly skilled in martial arts and received the true inheritance from his father, but he didn't know the importance of it. Regardless of whether he was doing justice or fighting, it was inevitable that many people would die at his hands. He didn't care at first, but it wasn't until his wife and only daughter ruined the enemy's revenge, and his father passed away due to old age, that he settled down and returned to the valley, inheriting his father's legacy.
Junior Sister Liangqiu only knew that his wife and children died in Jianghu disputes. When she entered the valley, she was the same age as his daughter when she died.
He suddenly said:
"If she doesn't come back, we won't blame her. It's just her temperament. If she doesn't find her, she won't come back."
She just smiled and agreed with him. Then he said, it would be best if the sect leader could come back.
"If you can't come back, it doesn't matter. Look at the Xue Yan Sect, it will continue to be the same without anyone."
Yan Muxue was speechless for a moment.
"Why do you say such a thing?"
"... I'm extremely sorry. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have said that."
The night was getting darker tonight. She was leaning in front of the window, holding the hair tie. The clean white hairband was lightly printed with the snowflake pattern of the clan's emblem, and the faint moonlight streamed through it.
The rooster crows loudly and it's dawn.
After packing my things, Shanhai still has to embark on the journey. There was no telling how much trouble was waiting for them ahead, and it was really not worth stopping for the trivial matters in front of them.
After a simple breakfast, they packed up their things, rode horses, and walked along the street. Some of the people who had been watching recognized a few of them, and greeted them politely, waved, and even forced them to eat and pay for their meals. Many people already know that although Niang Niang has cleaned herself up, she is really a poisonous woman. Although they didn't help anyone, people still liked them.
When passing Jiangyuan Bridge again, a group of people gathered around the river again. Shanhai didn't know what was going on, so he reined up his horse and prepared to go down to have a look. Mu Wan and Aluan also dismounted, but Shi Wuqi and Miss Qi were still on the road, refusing to dismount or continue walking. Before the three people came forward, the others saw them and stepped out of the way.
There was something floating on the river, naked. A few magpies flew over and stopped on top. There was something shiny on one end, and magpies pecked at it repeatedly.
It turned out to be the scissors and her gold accessories.
Amidst the exclamations and sighs, Shanhai shook his head expressionlessly, turned his back, and prepared to mount his horse.
Shi Wuqi glanced in the direction of Jiangyuan Bridge, cursed softly, and continued to drive away.
"Bitch will find his own reward."
