"She definitely did not kill the person, but we have been here for so long and haven't even seen Lou Yunxian's face. It shows that she is indeed guilty and this case is definitely related to her."
Song Siyuan looked at Yue Guanchao with admiration:
"Your analysis is good. I also think it has something to do with her. Besides, who can kill eight people in a row? These people don't even show signs of resistance. This is too scary."
"You're thinking?"
After being together for so long, Yue Guanchao has already figured out Song Siyuan's personality. She has a strong thirst for knowledge and is restless!
"Yes, I want to visit the stage at night."
Song Siyuan looked serious and continued to encourage the two of them:
"Think about it, if a normal person knows that the deaths of seven or eight people are related to them, they will probably go to the place where the incident occurred. Whether it is to exclude themselves from responsibility or burn paper to worship, they will always do something."
"This time must be late at night and quiet."
"Okay, I also want to see how weird this makeup pavilion is, how many people can die."
"It's still early now, let's go shopping in Kaibu Street first, and then come back when night comes."
Yue Guanchao finally understood that Song Siyuan did not want to go back as soon as she left the house.
The two brothers had no choice but to accompany the daughter for shopping all afternoon. Near evening, they had dinner at a Kaibu Street restaurant and then walked slowly back to the theater.
"It's rare to be so quiet here. It used to be very lively."
When the three of them returned to Futang Theater again, the sky was dark and the neon lights around them made the building even more ancient and terrifying.
After taking a detour and stopping in a back alley, the three of them looked towards the theater building from the side alley. It was dark and empty.
"Walk!"
Yue Guanchao grabbed the two of them, jumped up onto the wall, and slowly walked down to the stable.
Coming out of the stable, you can clearly see the theater building as you enter the courtyard through the moonlight. The balcony of the dressing room on the second floor has an outdoor wooden ladder that can be spiraled down into the courtyard.
"We went through the outdoor stairs."
Afraid of being discovered, Yue Guanchao did not dare to light a candle, but disappeared into the darkness and led the two of them to the balcony.
As soon as the three of them entered the dressing room, they immediately felt the chill, as if they were standing in an ice cellar, and their arms were covered in knots.
"It's not late autumn yet, why is it so cold?"
"If I were Lou Yunxian, what secret did my apprentice know that made me silence him?"
Song Siyuan relied on the weak light of the flashlight to browse indoors. She also searched carefully when Zheng Ke was there, and there was no murder weapon at all.
"If there is no murder weapon, could it be that these people were secretly poisoned to death?"
Yue Guanchao also speculated about Song Siyuan’s words:
"It's okay to say they were assassinated by poison. The apprentices had no wounds on their bodies. The only scars were from the opera lessons. And there were no traces of a fight at the scene. Maybe the apprentices had been hit by some kind of cartilage powder and were so weak that they were collectively killed. Kill it."
These words made the two people's eyes light up frequently, and they thought of going together.
Just as they were about to continue searching, the stairs outside the balcony made a loud clatter again, indicating that someone was also planning on dressing up the pavilion.
Come to look for clues secretly, how can we meet!
He was about to hide somewhere when he looked up and saw that only half of the attic was sealed, and the other half had silk ribbons hanging from the beams, probably for hanging!
He had an idea, grabbed two people, jumped onto the beam, and hid in the darkness in the attic of the beam!
Squeak!
The balcony door was opened.
Then, slight gasps lingered in the air, and the three of them did not dare to breathe out, holding back beads of sweat on their foreheads.
There was a snap, the dressing mirror opened, and the dressing room was brightly lit. They were so frightened that they quickly retreated to the attic.
After confirming that they were not photographed, Yue Guanchao and the others lay down on the attic and looked down.
The hair is messy, the appearance is haggard, and the pretty face is pale and frightening. Who is it if it is not the famous Yunxian.
"Shh!"
Song Siyuan made a silent expression, making them both completely quiet.
The three of them stared at Lou Yunxian. The woman took out a dark baggage from the balcony.
When he opened it, he found a copper basin inside. There were two white candles in the copper basin, as well as square-hole paper money, yellow mounting paper, and some handwritten Buddhist scriptures with wet ink.
Shit!
Lou Yunxian struck a match and lit the white candle. His pale face was like gold paper in the candlelight, and he didn't look like a living person at all.
The candle lit up the yellow paper, paper money was flying all over the floor, and the room became even more gloomy. The shadow on her back danced like a ghost, as if invading the secular world from behind her.
"Caiping, Yuan Xin, Jun Li... you have a good journey. If you really died because of the wishes I made, you must not blame me. I haven't gone out all day today to hand-write scriptures for you. I hope you will be able to die soon." Dengjile, stop pestering me."
As she spoke, she picked up the Buddhist scriptures and threw them into the copper basin, burning the Zhuang Pavilion until the flames burst into flames and the ashes flew out.
From this point of view, Lou Yunxian must have made some wish, and then the female apprentice died unexpectedly.
Is making a wish really so effective?
Yue Guanchao decided to wait and see what she wanted to say next.
I have to say that the theater at night was more lively than during the day, but for a moment, another person stepped in from the balcony with a creaking sound.
"Yunxian, don't be confused. Get down quickly. If anyone finds you entering the theater, your murder crime will not be washed away even if you enter the river."
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