Qu Luo has never been so looking forward to someone showing up.
Under extreme stress, his breathing became short of breath.
The resurrecting incense lamp in front of me is getting weaker and weaker, so weak that it is almost impossible to see the light.
In the darkness, he bravely turned his head slowly, but found nothing.
It turned out that the window of the wooden house was open, and the sobbing caused an auditory illusion.
Qu Luo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, walked to the window and closed the wooden window tightly.
Huh...huh...huh...
Why is there still sound?
He hesitated before turning around, looked back at the wooden window, and shone the oil lamp in his hand through it. It seemed a little blurry, so he simply closed the wooden window again.
But the strange thing is that although it is raining outside, I don't feel any wind.
So how did you open the window just now?
Also, where did that whirring sound come from?!
It's like something suddenly came to mind!
Qu Luo picked up the oil lamp and shined it at the beam above his head!
Click, click...
Drops of water dripped down the red sleeves and onto Qu Luo's handsome face.
He has never been so close to anyone's face.
But the fierce ghost just looked at him coldly, his white eyes rolled upward, and his black mouth let out a sharp whimper.
Qu Luo was stunned for a moment, and quickly took a few steps back. He had strong martial arts skills and beautiful movements. His long legs were half bent, and he avoided the red suit.
However, it seems that the target of the evil ghost is not him, but the resurrecting incense on the ground.
She seemed unable to walk, her body was as soft as water, and she crawled towards the other side little by little. Her pale face was raised, and her pupilless eyes were staring at Qu Luo. That look was extremely terrifying.
Anyone who sees it will be so frightened that they just want to turn around and run away...
Qu Luo's limbs seemed to have been acupunctured, and he couldn't even move. The clothes on his back were sticky with sweat, clinging to his body, and he couldn't breathe...
"Hoo, ho..."
The incense of rebirth was blown away, leaving only sparks.
Qu Luo could feel that the temperature around him was starting to get lower and lower, and layers of ice formed under his feet.
boom!
One kick!
The door was kicked in!
In the mist, the man stood arrogantly and indifferently under the moon, with his black robe rolled up and an elegant smile on his face. He walked over with a pair of narrow eyes filled with amusement.
The Li Gui who was lying on the ground raised his head fiercely, his strange eyes turned once and then again, like glass beads about to fall, revealing a very deep Yin Qi, and he made "gurgle" sounds from time to time in his mouth.
Smiling sinisterly.
Beiming Liancheng seemed not to notice, and smiled with his lips curled up. His long and powerful legs were wrapped in a black robe, and he walked forward leisurely.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The coldness melted away under his feet and was replaced by black mist, covering the entire wooden house.
He stood in the imaginary black mist, blending in perfectly, unable to tell whether it was a person or mist...
Li Gui stopped laughing, and she suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the man in front of her!
"you……"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she found an extra leg on her hand.
The man just looked down at her, his cold eyes without any emotion.
She suddenly felt that that look looked familiar...
That, that is!
Excitement filled her eyes, but before she could bow her head, the man had already raised his most evil silver hair, turned his heels slightly, and showed murderous intent on his beautiful thin lips.
"ah!"
The sharp scream of the devil pierced the sky, as if she had been punished in extreme pain. She curled up into a ball, slowly, slowly, turning into a puddle of black water...
Beiming Liancheng pulled back his legs with a slight smile, and glanced sideways at Qu Luo, who was still dazed: "Go and pick up the incense."
"Oh." Mr. Luo's reaction was a little slow. After protecting the incense with his claws, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why can you trample that ghost into water with just one kick?"
Beiming Liancheng looked indifferent: "Ghosts are afraid of evil people. As long as you are not afraid of them, they will naturally retreat."
Qu Luo slapped his forehead and said angrily: "How could I forget this? Your junior sister clearly said it before she left, but you have stolen the limelight again! Hey, hey, hey, where are you going? What to do with this fragrance?!"
He shouted and knelt down in distress, looking at the incense in his hand. He wondered how the trial was going at the Yamen.
…………
The night is getting darker and darker, and the weird icy rain is getting heavier and heavier.
In the yamen, Nangong Xiaomiao grabbed Nangong Baiye's hand and called out cautiously: "Mother."
Nangong Baiye's body felt very cold, and even the back of his hands began to have a layer of white air.
At the beginning, she was like an unconscious corpse, standing straight there, with her long black hair blocking her face.
The people outside the hall were getting impatient. The weather was already cold, and Nangong Baiye had not spoken for a long time. Some people already wanted to go home and sleep.
Nangong Ruier bit her thin lips, with pity in her eyes: "I am also a woman, and I know the difficulties of being a woman. But sister, even if you feel sorry for Ye Mei, this case cannot be established. Three years ago, we didn't know what happened.
No matter how hard you and Hongyan fight, you shouldn't drag innocent people into it. It would be bad if the case is decided haphazardly and Jiang is wronged."
At this moment, everyone was shocked by Nangong Rui'er's beauty, especially the way she tilted her head and spoke slowly, giving people a feeling that she wanted to protect her closeness, but also that people couldn't bear to blaspheme.
Mr. Zhang looked at it and said yes repeatedly.
The case has reached a dead end.
A mere statement cannot prove anything.
Even the bones at the bottom of the water were resolved by Nangong Ruier's two or three words, without any effect.
Nangong Xiaomiao clenched Nangong Baiye's sleeves tightly, and called pitifully: "Mother."
The little man's thoughts are very simple. From childhood to adulthood, my mother has never lost.
But this time the situation is obviously different.
Mr. Zhang was impatient to wait, reached out and patted Tang Mu, and couldn't help but yawned: "Miss Bai Ye, in addition to the bones at the bottom of the water, do you have any other evidence that can prove that Jiang Yuanwai killed Ye Mei? If not,
If so, I will have no choice but to withdraw."
Nangong Baiye still stood there, not even moving.
Nangong Hongyan shook her head: "Mr. Zhang, you'd better retreat quickly. It's a waste of time to go on. You don't understand my sister. She doesn't like Jiang Yuanwai, and I don't know where she heard it.
They used the investigation to complain about some rumors. The murders that happened now all killed members of the Chiang family. Member Chiang had just lost his son. He was already unhappy in his heart. Now he has to bear this unfair injustice.
injustice."
"What Miss Seventh said is that I will withdraw immediately." Mr. Zhang stood up and waved his long sleeves. Mr. Mu was about to sit down from the table...
"She has proof!"
"I have proof!"
Almost at the same time, two voices filled the entire court.
One is clear and cold, the other is charming and lazy, they fit together perfectly.
Nangong Baiye raised his head, his eyes were like stars, and the tear stains under the corners of his eyes were flying, shining with a little luster.