Female Detective of the Republic of China: The cold and handsome young man will flirt with his wife

Thinking back on all this, she held her breath, it seemed like a horrible nightmare, in the interlacing of fantasy and reality, she faintly sensed something was wrong.

She was indeed beaten to death, but she came back to life, and was reborn to [live] the day before she was killed.

Really fantasy.

Feng Xiaojin couldn't believe it, but she only gave herself a moment to digest the information. She knew very well in her heart that if she waited here at this moment, she would only end up in the same fate as in her previous life.

No one would give her a chance to explain, and no one would believe her explanation. Everyone only believed that she was the murderer who killed Bai Shixuan.

After hesitating for a few moments, Feng Xiaojin immediately put away the dagger.

She gently opened the wooden door a gap, and the yard was deserted and empty.

Fortunately, she is just a concubine, living in a remote courtyard, not many people will notice her.

Feng Xiaojin slipped cautiously to the back door of the mansion, and was just pulling the latch...

"Hey, woman, don't you want to flee in fear of crime?" A cold male voice suddenly sounded in the silent courtyard.

Feng Xiaojin's expression turned pale, and her hands couldn't help shaking.

Found out? !
"No, it wasn't me, I didn't kill anyone!" Feng Xiaojin hurriedly explained, her voice trembling slightly.

"Zome, what a timid woman." The mocking voice sounded again.

Feng Xiaojin didn't expect that his luck would be so bad, and he was caught directly. Will he be beaten to death again?

With a mournful face, she turned her head to take a look...

The yard was empty.

Feng Xiaojin was dumbfounded, who was the one talking to her just now?
At this time, a gust of wind came gently, blowing her face cold, and Feng Xiaojin's goose bumps appeared all over her body.

She suddenly remembered that there is a saying in the countryside that ghosts will linger in the house for seven days after a person dies, could it be...

"Master Bai, you have a wrong and a debt, your death has nothing to do with me, don't come to me!" Feng Xiaojin murmured while tugging at his sleeves with fear in his eyes.

"Hahaha, woman, you are really stupid, I'm not that pervert like Bai Shixuan!"

"Then, which ghost are you?" Feng Xiaojin asked cautiously.

"I am the murder weapon!" The voice was very arrogant.

"Evil? Murder weapon?" Feng Xiaojin just felt that his brain was not enough. Is there anyone else these days?No, is there such a strange name as a ghost?
"Yes, I'm the murder weapon that killed that pervert Bai Shixuan." The voice paused, and then said, "That's the dagger in your sleeve."

pat.

A silver dagger fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter with you? Pick up Ben's dagger quickly, there's so much dust on the ground! It's stained all of Ben's beautiful clothes!" Dagger said dissatisfied.

Feng Xiaojin stared at the dagger on the ground with a pale face. After confirming that the sound was indeed made by it, he immediately turned his head and pushed open the courtyard door, and ran out of the door.

Oh my god, the dagger is perfect! ! ! !

Feng Xiaojin was so frightened that she fled out of the White Mansion in a panic and wandered aimlessly on the streets.

She really didn't know what to do next.

Feng Xiaojin is just a country girl from a small family. So many strange things happened to her suddenly, which made her feel dazed and at a loss.

She wandered to a bun shop, and the smell of the meat buns from the shop made her swallow unconsciously.

So hungry.

"Guest officer, how many buns? Freshly baked!" The boss greeted warmly.

Feng Xiaojin counted dozens of copper coins on her body, and planned to buy two buns to satisfy her hunger.

"Hey, this profiteer is cheating again, what is freshly baked, it is obviously left over from the day before yesterday and re-steamed!" The steamer couldn't help but make a sound.

Feng Xiaojin paused when he took out the money.

"What's the matter? He didn't even wash his hands when making dough, I saw it with my own eyes!" Kettle also interjected.

"Stop talking, I haven't showered for nearly three months..." Steamer wailed, "I'm a clean freak!"

Feng Xiaojin was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Boss, did you hear the voice?"