"I regret it." Jiang Nai lowered his eyebrows slightly and said softly.
The spring buds and autumn leaves were all surprised.
They rarely see such unabashed true emotions on their little girls' faces.
Most of the time, little girls deceive the world with their quirky and innocent appearance.
Few people know that her whole person and heart are extremely contradictory.
Real emotions come like an overwhelming wave, and they go away just as quickly as they come.
When they arrived at the entrance of the apricot forest, all the little girl's exposed emotions had been put away, and there was no trace of it on her calm face.
There was only one pair of dark eyes, which looked particularly bright and sharp.
Hu Weitao, the minister of Dali Temple, and Ouyang Yue, the young minister, raised their eyes and saw the little girl slowly getting out of the carriage.
The sky is bright and clear today, and there is a bit of the freshness of the mountains and forests after the rain in the air.
The little girl was wearing a dark purple dress, which was fluttering lightly in the breeze in the forest.
She just looked at the tragic scene in front of her without emotion.
It was obvious that the scene had been tidied up a bit, because the six corpses were now neatly arranged on one side.
The fragments of the carriage that were originally tilted in the mud have now been piled up.
The carriage was almost torn apart, as if someone had used a blade or a sword to blow it apart at once, and there were signs of breakage on the wheels.
There must have been several masters chasing after the car at high speed. They first cut off the two rear wheels, and then shattered the carriage with unstoppable force.
Jiang Nai walked to the corpse with an expressionless face and looked at each one without saying a word.
When he walked to Miss Jiaojiao, he saw that her eyes were wide open in shock, and her body had been completely cut off at the waist.
These girls had many scratches on their arms and faces, which showed that they were scattered and rolled out of the speeding carriage at the moment the carriage was shattered.
Then those masters swarmed up from behind and cut off the Jiaojiao girl's lower body with a sword.
Jiang Nai's eyes fell on Jiao Jiao's feet.
A middle-aged man was heard sighing, "The murderer just nodded his head to the ground, but the murderer was extremely cruel. He first cut off the girl with a sword from the waist, then led her to climb a long way, and then killed her again.
Both feet were cut off."
"When the woodcutter who was passing by found her, he said that she was sitting under the tree over there with her eyes wide open and hugging her bare feet. At that time, the woodcutter almost went crazy with fear."
Ouyang Yue, the young minister of Dali Temple, took a deep breath, with a hint of anger on his handsome face, "These thugs are simply inhumane."
Jiang Nai knelt down next to Jiaojiao and raised his hand to straighten her messy hair.
It seemed like I was remembering yesterday, when this girl came in the gentle summer wind and saluted her with a smile.
Such a vivid life passed away so fragilely, in the most humiliating and desolate way.
The crying voice of the owner of Yongchang Building came from the side, "It is so unjust that these girls of mine died. Sir, you must help them find the murderer and bring him to justice."
I heard Wu Zuo say again: "Miss Jiaojiao was afraid that she would be in too much pain before she died, so she refused to close her eyes until she died. No matter how I helped her close her eyes, she always kept them open."
Hu Weitao couldn't help but sigh: "I really don't understand, what does this murderer mean? Since he has already cut off the lower body of the girl Jiaojiao with one sword, why does he need to cut off her feet again?"
He also asked Miss Jiaojiao to hold the severed feet by herself. This was such a perverted way of torturing people.