Poison feather hairpin GL

On the third day of March, Hongqing Fort.

Today is the [-]th birthday of the owner of the castle, Wu Junxiao. He distributes martial arts posters and invites his fellow martial artists to a banquet.Hongqingbao still has a certain reputation in the Jianghu, so there is an endless stream of people who come to celebrate their birthdays.

It was a good season when the spring breeze was ten miles away, and there was a water mat in the castle, and there were laughter and laughter everywhere.

Wu Junxiao sat in the main hall wearing brand new clothes, accepting congratulations from everyone.His four sons also kept shuttling through the crowd, connecting with various sects and sects.

In the evening, the formal banquet begins.Wu Junxiao stood at the entrance of the main hall with a happy face, expressing his gratitude to everyone who came to celebrate his birthday.

A servant girl brought wine on a tray.Wu Junxiao held up his wine glass and said to the crowd: "It's a great honor for you to come to Hongqing Castle. Come, let's drink this glass to the brim!"

Everyone picked up their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

Before the wine glass was put down, Wu Junxiao suddenly changed his face, stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, his eyes protruded outwards, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

When the crowd gathered around, he had already died.His four sons were shocked and went to examine the body in grief.

There was also a doctor present, who went up to check it out, shook his head and said, "It was poisoned."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Where's the maid who delivered the wine just now?" Wu Tingxuan, the eldest son of the Wu family, shouted.

Someone immediately went to look for it, but they only found the tray and wine jug that the maid used to deliver the wine just now, but the person was gone.

In addition to the jug, there was also a small and delicate silver hairpin on the tray.

The feather-shaped silver hairpin lay quietly on the tray.Everyone's face changed drastically.

"Zhen Yuchai!" Wu Tingxuan gritted his teeth.

On March [-]th, Zhu Jingran, the young owner of Jiangnan Cuiyun Villa, got married.She married Lu Xiuhui, the third daughter of the Lu family in northern Shanxi.The send-off team of Shili Hongzhuang walked for a month before reaching Cuiyun Villa.

The sedan chair was carried all the way to the gate of the villa. When Zhu Jingran, the long-awaited bridegroom official, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair with his own hands, he saw a small and delicate silver hairpin in the shape of a feather stuck in Lu Xiuhui's throat.

"Zhen Yuchai!" Someone exclaimed.

On March 22, Zhuang Xing of the Dongting water village was blocked by a sword at home.Next to the body was a silver hairpin in the shape of a feather.

On March 27, Tang Jia, a disciple of the Tang Sect in central Shu, was poisoned and killed, holding a silver hairpin in the shape of a feather in his hand.

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What is Zhen Yu Chai?Almost all people in the rivers and lakes are very clear.It is the symbol of "Zhen Yu", the number one killer organization in the arena.Every time Zhen Yu's killer kills someone, he will leave a Zhen Yu hairpin on the scene.

Zhenyu, beautiful and poisonous feathers.

The same is true of Zhen Yu's killer.It is said that Zhen Yu's killers are all women, young and beautiful.But no one has confirmed that anyone who has seen their true appearance is already dead.

I would rather walk the road of Huangquan than see Zhenyu Chai.

This is a saying that has been circulated in the rivers and lakes.

Messages came one after another, and the woman in blue by the window watched carefully while the abacus in her hand kept turning.

"Is the harvest good this month?" In front of her, a woman in green was holding a wine glass, but her eyes were looking out of the window.

"30 taels. The lives of these people are very valuable." The woman in blue wiped the abacus with her bare hands, and finally gave the answer.

The woman in green drank the wine in the glass, and said thoughtfully: "Sure enough, it's different if you change people." She suddenly shook the wine glass in her hand, "Don't panic when you have money in your hand. You Yanlou It’s different, this kind of hibiscus stuffing is willing to take out to entertain guests.”

"I'm still reluctant to entertain guests. But... I don't treat you as a guest." The woman in blue stood up and walked to the woman in green. The two stood side by side and looked out the window.

Outside the window, there is a stream of people.

To open a restaurant, it is natural to find the most prosperous place, and Yanlou is no exception.Looking at the bustling crowd outside the window, the woman in blue suddenly said, "I'm going to get ready."

"For tonight's party?"

"Naturally." The woman in blue smiled and left.

At night, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

Yan Tower is still full of noise.As the largest restaurant in Jiangnan, it doesn't close all night.The mistresses were busy upstairs and downstairs with food and wine.The guests invited friends and companions and drank heavily.There is a noisy scene everywhere.

Yanlou is a restaurant and inn.There are two high-rise buildings in the front and back, the restaurant in the front and the inn in the back.At this time, although the front is still lively, the back has become quiet.

In a room on the third floor, several women sat or stood without speaking.The eyes looked at the door from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

Suddenly a cold wind blows in from the window, and there is already one more person in the room.A woman in black.

"Don't wait any longer, she won't come." The woman in black said coldly.

"Why?" The woman in yellow who asked the question had delicate features. Although she was not stunning, she had an air of being out of the ordinary.

"Because she's dead." The woman in black's voice was cold and steady, without any emotional fluctuations.

"What?" The woman in blue said in a voiceless voice.The others also changed their colors.

The eyes of the woman in black swept across everyone's faces one by one.He paused every word: "I thank you for never joking."

Everyone believes this sentence.So their first reaction after hearing the news was shock, not suspicion.

"Where is the person?" A woman in red asked.Anxiety was also on his face at the moment.

"Guandi Temple fifteen miles out of the city." After the woman in black finished speaking, everyone had already started their own actions.

With five young women moving in unison, it's hard not to draw attention.So they all act separately.Half an hour later, everyone appeared at the Guandi Temple on the outskirts of the city.

The Guandi Temple has been abandoned for a long time and is already dilapidated.At this time, in the hall covered with weeds, lay a woman in white.The woman is dead, but her appearance is still lifelike, not absolutely beautiful, but delicate and attractive.The slightly parted cherry lips seemed to have something to say.

Everyone didn't speak when they saw it.Their eyes were all focused on the feather-shaped silver hairpin on the throat of the woman in white.

The woman in yellow walked over first, knelt down to examine it carefully, and shook her head helplessly.

"Zhen Yuchai was inserted after death. Her real fatal wound should be the sword on her chest."

Everyone is an expert, watching the woman in yellow unbutton the woman in white clothes, saw the wound on the left chest.The wound was very narrow, indicating that the sword used by her killer was very thin.And the strength and angle of the shot are well controlled.She didn't waste any effort, and didn't make her suffer any more.

The woman in green also came over, studied the woman's face in white, and finally nodded helplessly. "It is indeed her."

After hearing this, everyone fell into silence again.

"What do we do now?" someone asked.But no one answered.

"Let's deal with her first." Finally, Xie Biemeng spoke with indifference.

Everyone didn't speak, except for the woman in yellow, everyone went out silently to find a hidden place, and dug a hole with their weapons.When he turned back, the woman in yellow was already standing aside.

"Did you find anything?" The woman in blue asked.

The woman in yellow shook her head. "The murderer is an expert. He didn't leave any clues. However, there should not be many people in the world who can kill Gong Huaiyu so easily." She looked at the woman in blue and continued: "Yan Lan, I'll leave this to you .”

Lou Yanlan nodded. "I see."

Everyone buried Gong Huaiyu's body, and returned to Yanlou separately.

"I didn't expect that the leader of our Zhenyu was killed, and there was a Zhenyu hairpin on the body. Is this a challenge to us?" The woman in red asked angrily.

"There is no doubt about it," Lou Yanlan said. "We urgently need to find the murderer. After all, Gong Huaiyu is our leader, and this revenge must be avenged."

The woman in yellow thought for a while and asked, "Should we continue our business now?"

The woman in red rushed: "Of course we have to do it. Otherwise, wouldn't it be obvious that we have a problem with Zhen Yu?"

Lou Yanlan walked to the cabinet and took out an account book from it.Flipping through the pages, he raised his head and said, "There are still [-] deals at the moment. No matter which one of you sells, you must be careful."

Xie Biemeng, who hadn't spoken all this time, suddenly said: "I think we should not act rashly. The matter of Gong Huaiyu is too strange, who knows if we will become the murderer's next target?"

Everyone was lost in thought again.They are all members of Zhenyu.All along, they have performed their duties.The leader of Zhenyu has always been doing things like receiving business and assigning manpower.They are all too young to grasp the big picture.In other words, they don't have the awareness of the overall situation.

Lou Yanlan raised her eyebrows. "I think what Biemeng said makes sense. But since you have accepted the business, you can't do it without it. In fact, if you want to know whether the murderer's next target is us, you just have to try it."

We have worked together for many years, and as soon as this remark came out, we all understood what she meant.

Lou Yanlan's hand moved across the names of the people in the account book one by one, "I think...it's him." Her fingers stopped on a name——Yue Zhanhong.

"Unfeeling Sword" Yue Zhanhong is a loner.It's easy to kill him because he's always alone.It's not easy to kill him, because his heartless sword can already be ranked among the top ten swordsmen in the world.

This time it was Ruan Yanluo who was responsible for the murder.