Mr. Xu San seemed a little panicked. He quickly put down his hands and squinted his eyes to look ahead.
Under the firelight, the girl took off the power fence on her head, revealing her delicate face.
"Qing... Qing Huan... why did you... come," Mr. Xu San said, his eyes falling on Li Xu again, "Who are they? You..."
Before Mr. Xu San could finish speaking, Xu Qingan looked suspicious: "Uncle San has difficulty moving, but he can still find this place. He comes here often, right?"
"No...I," Mr. Xu San said, "I just...I heard that there is a bell doctor nearby, and I wanted to come to ask for medicine, but unexpectedly I went to the wrong door..."
Xu Qing'an said: "It seems that Third Uncle is a bit far wrong. This place doesn't look like the doctor's place to stay."
Mr. Xu San didn't know how to argue.
"What is this?" Meng Lingyun, who was bending down to check the surroundings, couldn't help but exclaimed.
Zhou Yue also followed curiously. The two of them bent down and looked into the wooden basin on the ground, and a fishy smell hit their faces.
Meng Lingyun frowned, and Zhou Yue couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose with her sleeves.
In the dark wooden barrel, there were lumps of bloody things.
Zhou Yue suddenly had a bad premonition, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Meng Lingyun once escaped from famine on the road, and saw the body of a dead person being eaten by wild beasts. After the abdomen was broken open, the bloody and bloody internal organs were torn out. The wild beasts would throw away some scattered pieces when they couldn't eat them clean.
The block exudes a fishy smell, which is somewhat similar to the ones in front of you.
Seeing Meng Lingyun stunned, Zhou Yue next to him breathed a long sigh of relief and tried to calm down. After he was a famous general, he would kill enemies on the battlefield in the future. How could he be afraid of blood, even if someone was cut into pieces by five horses in front of him?
, and he won’t even blink.
Although everything here looked scary, he couldn't lose the Zhou family's face. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to push Meng Lingyun away, and moved the torch in his hand closer to the wooden basin. Under the firelight, the ball
The flesh and blood is indeed clearer.
Sure enough, it's something from the internal organs.
Zhou Yue blinked his eyes to make his vision clearer. He wanted to further explore what these were. He might be able to find more strange things and clear up the clouds about this case as soon as possible.
After sorting out his thoughts, he held his breath and lowered his head again. The basin was old and had obviously been used many times. The dry dark traces on the ground were obviously flowing from the basin. If his guess was correct, it should be blood.
.
But since most of the blood on the ground has dried up, where did the blood on Master Xu San come from?
Zhou Yue looked at Master Xu San. Master Xu San wanted to get up from the ground, but the old disease in his legs made his movements unspeakably clumsy. He struggled twice and was unable to move. As his body moved, a ball of something came from
The corners of the robe are exposed.
It is a round heart.
Suddenly, the heart moved, as if it was alive, and flew towards Zhou Yue.
"Live...live..." Zhou Yue yelled and dropped the torch in his hand, turned around and ran back. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Meng Lingyun. He hugged Meng Lingyun's waist tightly and screamed.
stop.
"What's the matter?" Feng Chu held the stick and rolled her eyes at Zhou Yue, "I saw something next to the third master's leg, so I poked it."
After finishing speaking, Feng Chu Shiran walked to Xu Qinghuan and said, "Miss, the person who lives here should be a butcher shop owner. Everything in this basin is full of pig waste."
Zhou Yue then let go of Meng Lingyun: "Is it...is it...from a pig?"
Feng Chu said: "It is indeed a pig's head."
Mr. Xu San finally came to his senses, "This is not the place to talk. Let's go home first..."
Xu Qinghuan said: "If we leave like this, Third Uncle will not be able to see the stone."
Master Xu San's expression changed again: "What are you talking about, I... can't understand."
Li Xu took out a piece of wood from the wall: "This is fine sandalwood."
Zhou Yue pursed her lips: "What does that mean?"
Li Xu turned to Master Xu San, stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, and naturally handed over the wood in his hand. Almost at the same time, Li Xu let go of the hand supporting Master Xu San.
Mr. Xu San stumbled, and finally managed to regain his balance. However, there was something extra in his hand, which was the wood that Li Xu had taken.
Everything happened in an instant. When everyone realized something, Li Xu said: "It means this is used as a crutch for Mr. Xu San."
"Why do you say this is a crutch? Even if it is... There are so many people using crutches in this world, how can you tell that this is made for me?" Mr. Xu San wanted to take the wood in his hand, but he couldn't stand, so he could only
Argue quietly.
"Although this crutch is not yet ready, it has already taken shape. As for why it was made for the third master, it is also very simple, because everyone is tall and short, and the crutches they use are different." Li Xu picked up the crutch and threw it at the third master.
The crutches dropped on the ground when he fell down, "As long as we compare them, everything will be clear."
Zhou Yue stepped forward and took the crutch in her hand. She also imitated Li Xu and put it under her nose to smell it: "It just so happens that the crutch that the third master often uses is also made of sandalwood. How can there be so many coincidences in this world."
Li Xu raised his eyes again and found that Miss Xu had led someone into the east room.
In Fengxiang County, which is far away from the Anyi Marquis Mansion, Miss Xu cannot mobilize many people, and it is impossible to control the whereabouts of everyone in the Cao family and the Xu family.
It was not easy to follow Mr. Xu San to find this place. Under such circumstances, he could still calmly look for evidence.
Miss Xu really surprised him.
While Li Xu was thinking about it, he followed Xu Qinghuan into the east room.
Under the light, the girl picked up a pair of insoles in the bamboo basket and looked at it under the torch. After a while, she put down the insoles and picked up an empty bowl on the kang table. Then she raised her head slightly.
Her clear eyes and pursed mouth looked very weak, but her face clearly showed a firm and unquestionable expression.
This kind of demeanor shouldn't appear on a teenage girl.
Li Xu couldn't help but think of the indifferent glance she gave Miss Xu when he met her for the first time.
They didn't know each other before, but Miss Xu seemed to have already made up her mind about him.
why?
Things that I obviously no longer want to explore, but now I can't help but think about it again.
"There are other houses in this yard, go look for them immediately."
While Li Xu was distracted, Xu Qinghuan had already given orders neatly, and Meng Lingyun rushed out like an arrow.
Zhou Yue couldn't figure out the situation: "Miss, what did you find again?"
Xu Qinghuan walked to the door and stopped: "Are you here to help?"
Li Xu could imagine the joking look on her face. No matter what the reason was, she must have seen his lack of concentration just now. They were here to help, not to cause trouble for her.
This was the first time that he was disliked like this.
"ah……"
Master Xu San's voice came in surprise.
At the door of the woodshed, Meng Lingyun stood there blankly holding a torch, and Mr. Xu San collapsed on the ground again and could not say a word.
After Xu Qing'an took a step forward to see the situation clearly, he turned around and pulled Xu Qinghuan: "Sister, it's better not to go and see it. When the people from the yamen come, they will naturally let the widow do the inspection."
Xu Qinghuan shook his head: "It's okay, brother, don't worry." Now she is no longer the weak young lady in the inner house.
Xu Qing'an hesitated to protect Xu Qinghuan, and Xu Qinghuan slowly raised his head.
A pair of embroidered shoes hung in the air, and the corners of the green skirt were slowly swaying in the wind. An old woman was looking at them with half-open eyes, a cold smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.