Weird show

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Sending Lu Fengchun away, Qin Songfeng said to Ji Shuliu: "I'm afraid Bai Zhi is really dead. A man as crazy as Lu's gang leader admits that Bai Zhi's martial arts are better than him. If this person is still alive, how can he be unknown for so many years?" The matter of the Su family has been covered up by the government, if he is just afraid of the crime, he will definitely be able to find out that the limelight has passed."

Ji Shuliu tapped his chin lightly with his fingers: "Lu Fengchun said that Bai directly helped many small traders. We have been asking in the Jianghu. Do you want to ask more ordinary businessmen who know him?"

The two went as soon as they said they would, but unfortunately they searched for several days and still found nothing.This Baizhi has a violent temper, even when he is helping others, he is vicious. When people who have received his favor mention him, they all praise him as an upright and good man, but they dare not get close to him, and have no way of knowing his whereabouts.

They pinned their last hope on Pan Ziyun, but since he appeared that day, Pan Ziyun has disappeared. Not only is his house in the town empty, but even the ghost house of the Su family in Huaishu Village has no trace.Could it be that such a big living person disappeared for no reason like Bai Zhi?

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, but since Qin Songfeng came to investigate this matter, he naturally hoped to find out to the end, if he wanted to see people, he wanted to see dead bodies—it was better to see people alive.So he sent a letter to ask Qian Rui, the senior brother who stayed in the door to help comfort Mrs. Song, saying that the clues are intricate and complicated, so don't be too impatient.

The letter was ghostwritten by Ji Shuliu.Although Qin Songfeng hasn't read many books, he still doesn't know how to write, but the handwriting is a bit ugly, so when he was with Ji Shuliu, Ji Shuliu did all the letters for him.He usually does most of the other things for Ji Shuliu, because he is very diligent, but Ji Shuliu is a bit lazy in comparison.

After leaving the letter, he simply packed up and prepared to set off with Ji Shuliu to visit Su's house again.

Unexpectedly, Ant's apprentice, Chang Qing, is good at martial arts. He finally got some free time this day, and asked Qin Songfeng a lot of moves. After consulting, the sky began to darken.

But the female ghost played by Pan Ziyun always appeared at night, and it was possible to bump into Su's residence at night, so Ji and Qin set off anyway.

※two※

The Su residence under the moon seemed to be shrouded in a strange shadow. I don't know whether it was exaggerated by those tragic legends, or Su Qian, who is the leader of the killer, had evil intentions, and the house he built was indeed a bit strange.

Qin Songfeng still took Ji Shuliu's arm and crossed the wall. This time, he didn't delay much in front, and went directly through the moon gate and entered the backyard that they hadn't checked carefully.

The backyard was originally supposed to be a modest garden, with several two-story buildings scattered in it. Now, all the flowers and trees deliberately planted by the old owner have died, and only a few pine trees are left alive. The pine needles are dark green, and the trunks are rough, looking Nothing angry.

There are some old excavation marks on the ground, and the soil at the bottom of the pit has dried into dust, most of which were left when the government dug up the bodies of boys and girls.

Around the most remote two-story building, there are some yellow paper talismans posted impressively. The moonlight is dim, and the trees are shadowed. Some of the paper talismans are not firmly pasted, and they flutter gently with the breeze, really rendering a kind of haunted house. atmosphere.

Ji Shuliu took a closer look at the paper talismans, and frowned slightly: "These are not ghostly talismans drawn by Taoist priests, they are written by ordinary people."

The characters on the ghost painting talismans are crooked and difficult for ordinary people to understand, but the characters on these paper talismans are different, and anyone who can read can see that there are many curses such as "going to the [-]th hell" and "not being able to be reborn forever". .

Ji Shuliu pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "This is Pan Ziyun's original font! From the poems he wrote imitating the girl's font, we can also see some clues."

Qin Songfeng pointed to the small building and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

The two were originally behind the building, and when they went around to the side of the building, they smelled a faint smell of burning at the same time.Going around to the door again, Ji Shuliu found that the dilapidated window paper next to him had been blown open by the wind, and he lit a fire to take a picture inside, and the picture made the two of them stay in place together.

The room was empty, and besides the burning smell, there was also a cold stench. There were three benches lined up in the middle, and two skulls were neatly placed on each bench, all of which were burnt. burnt.Six skulls and twelve black eye sockets "looked" out neatly.

What's even more weird is that there is a yellow paper talisman on the forehead of each skull, which is similar to the ones on the outside, but the outside ones are all written in ink, but the ones on the skull's head can be clearly seen to be written in ink. Written in blood!

It has entered the early autumn, and the cool wind at night blows at some point, creating a creepy atmosphere.

Ji Shuliu felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he smiled and asked Qin Songfeng: "Are you afraid?"

Qin Songfeng pondered: "The smell of burning is very strong. It is estimated that after killing, the flesh and bones were removed and roasted in the fire to prevent it from rotting and smelling. I don't know where the body is placed..."

Ji Shuliu never cared about ghosts and gods. He was just instinctively taken aback just now, but now his hairs stood on end, and he looked around: "I didn't see any newly dug soil in the yard. .”

"Maybe it was thrown elsewhere," Qin Songfeng patted Ji Shuliu, "Anyway, the other bones on the human body look similar to those of animals at first glance, and no one found them when they were thrown in the wild. These six are probably killed by Pan Ziyun, could it be The 'Sumen remnants' he said?"

The night became more and more intense, and another gust of cool wind blew by. As if afraid of the cold, Ji Shuliu hugged Qin Songfeng's waist and said, "Pan Ziyun must hate them so much that he doesn't even let the skeletons go. For some reason, I always have a Premonition."

"What hunch?"

"What we are going to investigate is much more tragic than what we know now."

Qin Songfeng sighed: "There are many tragedies in the world."

"Tell me, if it turns out that Song Bai is really dead, should we tell Mrs. Song?" Ji Shuliu rested his chin on Qin Songfeng's shoulder, "What if she gets the bad news and can't make it through?"

Qin Songfeng shook his head: "Let's talk about it, I haven't thought about it...huh?"

There was a clear sound of fighting in the dark distance, and the two of them became alert at the same time. It was not inside Su's house, but in a dense forest behind Su's house.

They followed the sound and walked over lightly, and through the light of the half-filled moon in the sky, they could clearly see that there were three masked men in black and a woman in white clothes were pushed down in the middle.

The man dressed as a woman—Pan Ziyun was so thin that they could recognize him from a distance.

At this time, Pan Ziyun in the middle had lost the ability to struggle, and lay prone on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, without saying a word, only his bony body rising and falling slightly with his breathing.The three men in black obviously stopped him just now, and they breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't rush to make a move, but let out an unscrupulous lewd-smile.

——They didn't see that Pan Ziyun was a man.

"Little girl, I never imagined that you could survive to this day and still have the strength to play tricks."

"You have improved a lot. You dare to sneak attack us, and you don't even know who taught you."

Then their words were not quite right.

"Death is imminent, tell me the truth, among the three of us, who has the best job?"

"Do you guess that the child we took out from 'under' you was a boy or a girl? I'll tell you if you guess right."

"If your child lives to this day, he must be fourteen?"

"Hey, she's as old as she was back then. It's a pity. If I live to this day, I can still give joy to my brothers."

……fourteen?When Ji Shuliu heard this, his blood rushed straight to the top of his head, and his hands and feet felt a little cold.He is the teacher of several fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers. Although he is not much older than the students, he still treats the students of this age as children in his heart.

He glanced at Qin Songfeng inquiringly.

There was no anger on Qin Songfeng's face, but he calmly made a "kill" gesture: "Go up, I'll watch."

Ji Shuliu nodded, using his sleeve to block the cold light of the unsheathed long sword, and silently approached there slowly under the shadow of the trees beside him.

When they were less than five feet away, he thrust out his sword and jumped out from the dark place. The point of the sword pointed directly at the back of one of them, piercing the heart through the gap between the ribs.As soon as he succeeded in the move, he immediately pulled out the blood-stained long sword and slashed sideways. The right wrist of the person who attacked suddenly was hit by the sword, his veins were completely broken, blood spurted out a distance of a few feet, and the short knife fell powerlessly on the ground. land.

This person let out a low growl of pain, and the other person hurriedly let go of Pan Ziyun and came to the rescue, aiming at Ji Shuliu's back with a short knife.

Ji Shuliu was not in a hurry to dodge. With a twist of the sword, he made a move from a weird angle, and hit the throat of the man whose right hand was disabled, leaving a small blood hole, which happened to cut off the throat. He cannot speak.

At this moment, another sharp short knife had cut through Ji Shuliu's coat at the waist, and he fell to the ground, avoiding it very dangerously.Unexpectedly, in the end, the man saw that something was wrong and turned around and ran away.

Ji Shuliu put his left hand on the ground, and his slender right leg swept across, almost tripping the man to the ground.He stood up quickly, and directly thrust the long sword into the man's chest, piercing through the heart.

The person next to him whose throat had been cut was not completely dead. He fell on his back, his eyes widened in despair, and he opened his mouth wide and breathed unconsciously.Although Ji Shuliu killed him quickly, he couldn't bear to see this scene, so he quickly made up his knife and sent him on his way immediately.

Everything ended very quickly, until now, Ji Shuliu had time to cut the rope on Pan Ziyun's wrist.Pan Ziyun got up in embarrassment, his handsome face covered with thick powder was black and white, and there were many redness, swelling and bruises, and the white clothes that pretended to be ghosts were stained with mud and blood.

He stared at Ji Shuliu with straight eyes.