Chapter 2 The Mystery of the Resurrection Volume 2

The green mountains and the original white rivers are the best scenery of the year.The sound of horseshoes trampled the sunset, and the three figures came slowly on horseback. The setting sun coated the figures of several people with a layer of golden afterglow. "Qingyi, what is this place?" Shangguan Ziyan looked around, seeing that the road was becoming more and more desolate, she couldn't help asking, "Are you sure we didn't go the wrong way?" "No, this way will be a few days faster than the official road, and you can reach the capital earlier." "Ziyan, since Qingyi is so determined, I don't think there will be a problem."

"But brother, who knows if he led the wrong way and refused to admit it? It's getting late, and there doesn't seem to be any shops ahead. Could it be that we are going to sleep in the wild tonight?" As Shangguan Ziyan said, she still gave Qing Yi a reproachful look.Qing Yi didn't take it seriously, and smiled calmly: "Little Swallow, what are you afraid of? If there are wild beasts attacking at night, I will protect you." "I'm not afraid of anyone who wants you to protect me. You should worry about yourself." When Shangguan Ziyan said this, she raised her head proudly and refuted unconvinced.

"That's right, with your temperament, I think you can scare away wild animals." Qing Yi raised his eyebrows. "What did you say!" Shangguan Ziyan scolded dissatisfiedly, following her words, the whip in her hand rose into the air, and threw it at Qing Yi who was on the horse.Qing Yi didn't rush or panic, just waited for the whip to come close, leaned back slightly, and easily dodged Shangguan Ziyan's attack. "Drive—" Not giving her another chance, Qing Yi immediately rode his horse and ran away first, his deep and powerful voice came in the wind, "Little Yanzi, I'm afraid you will scare away all men and won't be able to get married. of."

"Qing Yi, come back to me!" Shangguan Ziyan roared angrily, and couldn't help but chase after her. Shangguan Lin shook his head and laughed, he was not in a hurry to catch up, but still proceeded at his usual speed.He had seen this kind of drama countless times along the way, and he was no stranger to it. Seeing that Qingling is quite extraordinary, she is quite a talent.From Shangguan Lin's point of view, Shangguan Ziyan got along well with him, and if they could have a relationship for a long time, it might not be a bad thing.Although Shangguan Lin has been urging Shangguan Ziyan with his mouth, his parents left early, and only by personally entrusting his younger sister's life to someone truly trustworthy can Shangguan Lin rest assured.

The former Anping County was a small town, and it was really difficult to find Shangguan Ziyan's home, so her lifelong event has always been a concern of Shangguan Lin.In addition, Shangguan Ziyan has never had the restraint of a woman, so she likes to dance with spears and clubs, so ordinary people dare not come to propose marriage. The only thing that disturbed Shangguan Lin was that he didn't know anything about Qingling. This mysterious young man had never revealed anything about his background.But Shangguan Lin faintly felt that Qing Yi was not a simple person. Shangguan Lin turned his eyes to the setting sun in the west, and there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes...

After another hour or so, a small village appeared in front of the three of them.At this time, the sky is completely dark, the stars and the moon are not bright, and there is no one's silence everywhere. Only the wind blows the leaves and makes a rustling sound. Even if it is summer, you can feel a little bit cold in the night wind. "I think it happens that I can go to the village and find someone to stay for one night." Shangguan Lin said. "Brother, do we want to live there?" Standing at the entrance of the village, Shangguan Ziyan seemed a little hesitant, "Why does this village feel so lifeless? I always have an ominous premonition."

Qing Yi chuckled when he heard the words: "Little Yanzi, you've dealt with corpses before, what are you afraid of?" Shangguan Ziyan bit her lip, and it was rare that she didn't retort: ​​"I'm not afraid, but I really feel that this place is weird..." Before she could finish her sentence, a figure suddenly flashed out from the dark place beside her, approaching swayingly.Shangguan Ziyan was startled and almost fell off the horse. "Who?" She yelled. "When the wine is in the heart, the sorrow is even more sorrowful. If you don't wear red makeup, there will be a pair."

A disheveled man in ragged clothes was vaguely seen, holding a jug in his hand, reciting poems, staggering past the three of them.It was as if he hadn't seen them at all, and he didn't even turn his head. "I heard the sound of the cuckoo for another year, crying out about old things, and adding new wounds." The man brought the jug to his lips and drank a few mouthfuls, looked up to the sky and smiled, "Haha, okay, okay..." After all, he continued to move forward, turning a corner not far away, and his figure disappeared in the night. "It turned out to be a drunkard." Shangguan Ziyan rubbed her nose and muttered.

"He is also a very talented alcoholic, and he seems to be trapped by love." Qing Yi sighed, "If this talent is used to serve the imperial court, it will surely make a difference." "You really worry about the world, let's think about what we should do now." Shangguan Ziyan wanted to confront him. "I think it's better to find someone to stay for one night temporarily than to sleep outside." Shangguan Lin interjected, he didn't care what he did, but Shangguan Ziyan was a woman after all, and Qing Yi was with her, so it might be inconvenient to sleep outside.

The three got off their horses and walked slowly in the village with the horses.The village is not big, with two or three rows of low-rise houses scattered in different layers, which can be seen from the entrance of the village at a glance.The strange thing is that just after dark, the village was completely silent. There were very few houses holding lamps, and most of them had dark windows. Then there was no sound. "I just said that this village is so strange. I don't say thank you behind closed doors, and everyone seems to have seen a ghost." Shangguan Ziyan frowned delicately, feeling more and more uneasy, "I think it's better not tonight. Stay here."

"But there are mountain roads for hundreds of miles. Not only are there no inns to stay in, but there is not even a place to live. Little Swallow, do you really want to sleep in the mountains and feed tigers?" Shangguan Ziyan was a little hesitant at what Qing Yi said. The so-called wolves are afraid of tigers, which corresponds to her state of mind at the moment.Shangguan Ziyan lost her mind for a while, and looked at her brother questioningly, Shangguan Lin said: "There seems to be another family in front, let's try again, if it doesn't work, it's not too late to think of other ways." As they talked, they came to a low house at the head of the village.From the small windows, there is a gloomy light like beans, which is reflected indistinctly on the window lattice.The figure inside could be vaguely seen shaking, and there were a few light coughs from time to time. Shangguan Lin and Qing Yi looked at each other, Shangguan Lin took a step forward and knocked on the wooden door. "Who is it?" A slightly old voice came from inside the room, followed by the sound of footsteps, and the door was opened with a gap, revealing the face of the old woman.Seeing that it was a stranger, she looked at him vigilantly. Seeing that someone finally opened the door, Shangguan Lin heaved a sigh of relief, and said kindly: "Old man, we are going to the capital, passing through the village, and would like to stay overnight." "This..." The old man seemed a little hesitant, "My house may not be very convenient." "It's just one night. We'll leave immediately tomorrow morning." "I want to help you too, but it's really inconvenient at home." The old man said and moved away, allowing several people to look into the room at a glance. They just saw clearly that the candles in front of the table were flickering. The white silk hanging on it is obviously a recent thing. "Please rest assured, old man, we are not bad people." Afraid that the old man would not feel at ease, Shangguan Lin took out his badge from his pocket, "I am going to Beijing this time to take up a post in the Ministry of Criminal Justice." A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and there seemed to be some inexplicable expression. She paused, opened the door and said, "If you don't dislike it, there is still one vacant house." "One room?" Shangguan Ziyan rubbed her nose, then looked at Qingyi who was beside her. "Little Swallow, do you have an opinion?" Shangguan Ziyan curled her lips: "Don't dare." The accommodation was finally settled, Shangguan Ziyan naturally didn't say much, her brother was fine, but she felt uncomfortable at the thought of sharing the same room with Qing Yi all night. The three of them tied up their horses, followed the old woman into the backyard, pushed open the door of the vacant wing, and a damp smell wafted out. "This house hasn't been lived in for a long time, so it's just a few nights." Shangguan Lin smiled modestly: "It's too late for us to be grateful for bothering you." "Clean up and call me if you have something to do." "By the way, mother-in-law, can I ask a question?" Shangguan Ziyan asked curiously, and stopped the old man who was about to turn around and leave. "Girl please tell me." "We looked for a lot of houses before, but they didn't open the door. Is it that outsiders are not welcome here, or what is special about it?" It's better to ask clearly, Shangguan Ziyan still feels that this village is very strange. "I'm afraid it's my family's responsibility." "how do I say this?" "There is a custom in the village that if a family dies recently, if any family in the village opens the door to receive visitors, the soul of the deceased will be disturbed and come back to make trouble. I don't know when this saying started, but it has been passed on for a long time. Everyone Don’t dare to go against it.” The old man paused here, and looked around the few people with a look of sorrow, “The reason why I took you in is that I am not afraid of these things at my age, and the second is that I am the one who died. Son, if I can meet him because of this, I will be very pleased." After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and slowly melted into the night.Shangguan Ziyan caressed her arm, a chill rose faintly, and the uneasiness before spread in her heart, which kept cutting and was difficult to sort out. The red candle flickered, as if wrapped in a layer of veil, flickering on and off, slightly dispelling the original cold air.Shangguan Ziyan was sitting on the only bed in the house, a pair of agile eyes stared at Qing Yi who was spread out on the floor without blinking. "Little Yanzi, don't worry, I won't fall asleep until midnight." Qing Yi joked as if he could see through her thoughts. No matter how courageous you are, you won’t dare to make mistakes.” Involved in their quarrel for no reason, Shangguan Lin coughed a few times in embarrassment, and replied with silence. Suddenly, Shangguan Ziyan frowned: "Did you hear any sound?" Perhaps Shangguan Ziyan's solemn expression infected the other two, and Shangguan Lin and Qing Yi also listened attentively.The evening wind stirred the leaves in front of the window, making a slight sound, and with the wind came a few whimpers, like a woman's mourning, which faintly entered my ears, and came back to my heart, feeling extremely heavy. "This place isn't really haunted, is it?" Shangguan Ziyan caressed her arm, a chill gradually rose up her spine. Qing Yi pondered for a while: "I'll go check it out." "I'll go with you." Shangguan Lin also stood up. "I'll go as well!" Shangguan Ziyan raised her voice, causing Qingyi to make fun of her: "Little Yanzi, aren't you afraid to stay here alone?" "I'm too lazy to talk to you." Shangguan Ziyan gave him a white look, but she was embarrassed by being said about the central matter, and her face was stained with red. Qing Yi led the way out of the room, with Shangguan Ziyan in the middle and Shangguan Lin at the end.No matter how courageous Shangguan Ziyan is, she is still a woman after all. She followed behind Qing Yi, her pair of clear eyes only dared to peek out through his shoulder. There was no one around in the courtyard, it was pitch black, and the moon was also hidden under the thick clouds, without a trace.The few people walked very lightly, and suddenly saw a dim yellow lantern floating over from not far away. Shangguan Ziyan grabbed Qing Yi's skirt subconsciously, Qing Yi turned his head and gave her a comforting smile.Shangguan Ziyan regained her composure, and looked carefully, and found that the old man was walking towards the room on the other side of the courtyard with a lantern in his hand.And the cries they heard came from there. The old man stopped in front of the door, opened it lightly, turned on the light and walked in.After the old man turned back and closed the door, Qing Yi said softly: "Let's get closer." "Xue Ling, Xue Ling, wake up, but you're having nightmares again?" The old man's voice came out when the lights were lit in the room. "Mother..." It was a young woman who answered her, but her tone was a little weak, "Am I making a mistake again?" "Yeah, you cried inexplicably." The woman sighed: "It's all my inexplicable fault that prevents you from having a good rest." "Don't say that, you are also a person with a miserable life. If you are a good girl, if you don't die for a long time, you will not be stimulated to leave this disease." The old man said with sadness, "Xue Ling, listen to your mother. Advice, the first seven days of longevity are almost over, you have to get out of it as soon as possible, the days ahead will be long." "Mother, I understand too, but..." the woman sobbed again as she spoke, but it seemed that her breath was choked in her throat, and it was difficult to listen. "Xue Ling, don't cry, have you forgotten what the doctor said..." The old man's words stopped abruptly here, and he screamed, "Xue Ling, Xue Ling, wake up, don't scare mother!" Qing Yi's expression froze, and he didn't care too much, hurriedly opened the door and walked into the room, and went straight to the bed.Seeing the sudden appearance of several people, the old man was slightly surprised: "You..." "Grandma, let me show her first." On the bed next to the old man, lay a woman with a delicate and pleasant face, but her face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she had lost consciousness. Qing Yi said "Offended", then took out a delicate porcelain bottle from his bosom, and shook it slightly under the unconscious woman's nose. wake up. "Xueling, are you awake? How do you feel?" The woman named Xue Ling looked around, and when she saw a stranger there, she seemed a little dazed, and asked softly after a while, "Mother, who are they?" "These are officials who are going to the capital to take up their posts, and they are staying at home tonight." After the old man finished speaking, he turned to Qingyi again, "Thank you, my son, my daughter-in-law was stimulated when my son died, and she has been sick in bed. Not good, the doctor said that when I cry, my blood will surge and cause fainting, but she is also a loving person, and she always misses my short-lived son, poor child!" As the old man said, he was about to salute Qing Yi, but Qing Yi hurriedly stopped him: "Mother-in-law, I know some medical skills, if you don't mind, can you let me treat the girl?" "Young Master, if you have a way, it will be better." The old man said gratefully. Qing Yi sat by the bed, felt Xue Ling's pulse, and asked, "I don't know what kind of illness Miss Xue Ling has? When did it start?" Xue Ling was still weak, and it was still the old man who answered for her: "To tell you the truth, Xue Ling was also there when my son Changsheng died that day. I went out for two days and went to visit a relative in the next village. The door was wide open, both Chang Sheng and Xue Ling fell unconscious on the ground, and called the only doctor in the village to confirm that Chang Sheng was dead. Xue Ling didn't wake up until the next day, but it has been like this since then My son is bedridden, and I can't remember what happened. The doctor said that it must have been caused by too much stimulation during Changsheng's death, and occasionally weep for no reason in my sleep at night, and I don't remember it at all when I wake up." Qing Yi frowned upon hearing this, and looked at Shangguan Ziyan and Shangguan Lin.From their looks, it was not difficult to see that they were as suspicious as he was.The old man's son lived and died in a strange way, and people can't help but feel the need to find out. "Old man, has the cause of your son's death been found out?" Shangguan Lin asked. "Say it might be sudden death." "Who said it?" Shangguan Lin asked. "The head of the village." The old man replied, "The head of the village is the authority in the village, and what he says can't be wrong." "Is there an autopsy?" The old man shook his head: "It was just buried according to the village custom under the arrangement of the head of the village." "How could you be so irresponsible?" Shangguan Ziyan said angrily, "Mother-in-law, don't you ever doubt your son's death?" "This..." The old man seemed hesitant. "Mother-in-law, just say what you have to say. My brother has the imperial decree and token. He will decide for you on big matters." Shangguan Ziyan vowed, as if she was the one who held the power. "Ziyan, don't talk nonsense." Shangguan Lin shook his head and scolded lightly, Shangguan Ziyan just stuck out his tongue playfully at him. The old man said: "Actually, Changsheng has always been in good health. I really can't believe that he just said that and left." "Girl? Miss Xueling?" Before the old man finished speaking, he suddenly heard Qing Yi calling, and saw Xue Ling's eyes were slightly closed, and her whole body began to twitch, even Qing Yi couldn't hold her down.Just as Shangguan Ziyan was about to step forward, Xue Ling, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes wide. Without knowing where she got the strength, she pushed Qing Yi away and sat up. "Mother, mother!" Xue Ling called out, not like she had been ill for many days, she stood up and walked like flying, and came to the old man in a few steps, and started to cry while hugging the old man. "Xue Ling, mother is here." "Mother, I'm not Xueling, you don't recognize me anymore? I'm your son Changsheng." As soon as Xue Ling said this, everyone present stared blankly.Shangguan Ziyan retreated involuntarily and hid beside Qing Yi who was closest to her.Qing Yi also had a dignified face, watching Xue Ling's every move intently. Could it be that such absurd things as reviving the soul are really happening in front of his eyes?Or is there another mystery? The old man was shocked at first, but then turned excited. She stretched out her trembling hands and stroked "Changsheng"'s head, and asked uncertainly: "You said you are Changsheng? Are you really a son? Are you back?" "Mother, it's me, my son misses you." "As a mother, I miss you all the time." Two lines of hot tears rolled down the old man's cheeks, "But since you are gone, don't miss your mother, let's go." The old people say that if a person is still nostalgic after death In the world, people will become wandering ghosts and cannot be reincarnated forever. Of course, the old man does not want his son to be like this. "I died unjustly, so I can't rest in peace." "Changsheng" suddenly cried. "Son, what do you mean by that?" The old man paused for a moment, then suddenly recalled Shangguan Ziyan's words just now, wondering if it was because his son had a spirit in heaven, and only when he heard that an official was here, did he show up to complain.She pulled "Changsheng" and turned to Shangguan Lin: "Son, this is the official who is going to Beijing, don't be afraid, you have something to tell the adults." Seeing himself, Shangguan Lin, who was watching the situation quietly, responded, "That's right, do you have something to say? Just speak up." "Changsheng" knelt down in front of Shangguan Lin with a plop, and cried out: "Master, Caomin was murdered and died. You must find out the truth, and don't let Caomin die in vain." "Who killed you? Why?" "That day when my mother was away, I came home from the fields, and I heard movement in the room from afar. When I got closer, I saw the door was opened a crack, and I saw a man inside, who was about to hug Xue Ling made love, I roared and rushed in in a rage, but I never expected that the man copied something and stabbed me in the head..." When "Changsheng" said this, he hugged his head in pain, as if he was in the scene at this moment, the pain was unbearable, and soon he rolled on the ground. "Are you okay? Tell me who you saw." Shangguan Lin knelt down and asked with concern. "Yes Yes……" Xue Ling, who seemed to be possessed by "Longevity", spoke intermittently, and Ren Shangguanlin couldn't hear it no matter how close he was."Changsheng" on the ground screamed in pain, startling the unprepared Shangguan Lin back a few steps, and then "Changsheng" lay upright, as if passed out, without any reaction. Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, for a while, the room was silent, breathing could be heard. "Ziyan, let's see if Miss Xueling is okay." Shangguan Lin signaled, after all, men and women can't get close, so it's not good for him and Qing Yi to come forward and have a close visit. Shangguan Ziyan nodded, walked up to Xue Ling and knelt down, felt her breath with her hand, although it was faint but fortunately calm. "It looks like he just passed out." "Put her on the bed." Qing Yi said. This did not bother Shangguan Ziyan, who practiced martial arts on weekdays. She took Xue Ling's arm and put it on her shoulder, and wrapped her other hand around her waist. She pulled Xue Ling onto the bed effortlessly, And raised her head in his arms, so that Qingyi can diagnose and treat her. "My lord, Xueling..." The old man showed worry. Qing Yi reassured knowingly: "Mother-in-law, you don't have to worry, I took her pulse earlier, she just lacks Qi and blood, and there is nothing serious about it, as long as you insist on taking the medicine for a few days, and rest quietly, you will recover soon." "But why is she unconscious?" Shangguan Ziyan looked at Xue Ling, who was pale and bloodless, and looked at Qing Yi with some doubts, "You are not a quack doctor who was misdiagnosed, are you?" "Little Yanzi, don't you know how many abilities I have?" Qing Yi smiled calmly, and took out the vial just now, this time he just poured a little on his finger and smeared it under Xue Ling's nose. Xueling moved her fingers slightly, slowly opened her eyes under the gaze of everyone, and asked blankly, "What happened? Why do you all look at me like this?" "You don't remember? Your husband just came back." Qing Yi tentatively. "Changsheng? Where is he?" Xueling tried to force herself to check, but because she was too weak, she fell back again, gasping for breath. "It's attached to you." Qing Yi stared at her steadfastly, not letting go of every look on her face. Xue Ling stared wide-eyed in shock, looked at the old man beside him in disbelief, and asked as if asking for proof: "Mother, is what he said true? Immortal soul is on me?" Seeing the old man nodding, Xue Ling hurriedly asked again : "Then what did he say?" "Miss Xueling." Shangguan Lin interjected calmly, "Your husband said that he was killed by someone. Do you really not remember anything about that day?" "I really hate myself, if only I could remember..." Xue Ling blamed herself angrily, started crying intermittently, and after sobbing a few times, she stroked her chest and gasped for breath. "My lord, don't ask any more." The old man stepped forward and cried and begged. Seeing this, Qing Yi took out an exquisite brocade box from her bosom, opened it and put a pill into Xue Ling's mouth. Xue Ling's symptoms gradually eased, and soon she fell into a deep sleep on Shangguan Ziyan's body, and her breathing also stabilized. "Let her rest first, let's talk in another place." Qing Yi said in a deep voice. Shangguan Ziyan put Xue Ling on the bed and lay flat on the bed. As Qing Yi and Shang Guan Lin walked to the door, the old man looked at Xue Ling's haggard sleeping face, his eyes were full of love, and he sighed again and again, carefully tucked her in the quilt. corner, and then went out the door. "What, what? Young master, please say it again." In the yard, the old man watched Qing Yi's mouth open and close, with unconcealable surprise written on his face. "Mother-in-law, I said that I want an autopsy to find out what the cause of Changsheng's death is." Qing Yi said firmly. "No, no." The old man immediately shook his head vigorously, "This is absolutely impossible." Shangguan Ziyan finally couldn't help it, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Grandmother, you heard it all. It was your son who said that he couldn't rest in peace because of his injustice. Are you willing to do that?" "I don't want to either, but all affairs in this village must be reported to the head of the village. On that day, the head of the village personally presided over the burial of the longevity, such as the opening of the coffin for autopsy, and other major events, which need the consent of the head of the village." The old man explained. Hearing Shangguan Ziyan mention her son, her eyes were filled with sorrow. "In this way, we need to meet the head of the village." Shangguan Lin stood with his hands behind his back, as if thinking. Shangguan Ziyan put her arms around her knees, leaning on the bed, contemplating, and glanced at Shangguan Lin and Qing Yi who were sitting on the ground opposite from time to time.Shangguan Lin seemed to be lost in thought, while Qing Yi lowered his head and arranged his luggage. The clothes were all moon white, but the style of embroidery was slightly different.Shangguan Ziyan curled her lips and refused to comment. "What do you think about the matter just now?" Shangguan Ziyan finally couldn't bear it and asked. Shangguan Lin asked, "You mean the resurrection of the soul?" "That's right." Shangguan Ziyan's beautiful eyebrows were almost drawn into a line, recalling the mystery of the resurrection, she still couldn't help being shocked, "Is there really a soul haunting it? Qingyi, tell me." Hearing this, Qing Yi finally stopped her movements, raised her eyebrows and looked at Shangguan Ziyan, with a narrow smile in her voice: "Are you scared? I didn't expect you, little Yanzi, to be as cute as a girl." "I was originally a woman." Shangguan Ziyan retorted unwillingly, feeling wrong again, straightened her chest and said, "Who is afraid? I just want to give you a chance to speak, do you want to say it?" "Zi Yan is right, I also want to hear Qing Yi's thoughts." Shangguan Lin smoothed things over, but the words came from the heart. Qing Yi pondered for a while, and slowly explained: "I have heard a lot about the theory of reincarnation, but the most reasonable theory is that the so-called reincarnation is a kind of hysteria, and it is mostly the psychological effect of the possessed person, that is to say, Xueling witnessed her husband's death, and was unable to restore the scene due to too much stimulation or some other reason, and in this way, express it in the name of longevity." "In other words, it's not a resurrection at all, but another consciousness in Xue Ling's own heart?" Shangguan Lin asked uncertainly, "Then is it possible that she made it on purpose for us to see?" "I saw her expression, it doesn't look like she's pretending, I'm afraid she doesn't realize it herself." "According to you, Xue Ling knows who the real culprit is?" Shangguan Ziyan blinked and asked. "It should be good, but she can't recall it when she is awake." Shangguan Ziyan showed regret: "Then we can't get any useful clues from Xueling? It's a pity that she only said half of what she said today, otherwise the murderer will be found out without us looking for it." "Little Yanzi, if many things are really so easy, why do you need officials to send you to the Yamen?" "I'm just talking." When Qing Yi asked him a joke, Shangguan Ziyan rubbed his nose and gave him a look. "It seems that the only feasible way for us to find out the truth is to conduct an autopsy to determine the real cause of Changsheng's death." Qing Yi said solemnly. Shangguan Lin nodded approvingly: "Tomorrow morning, we'll go to the Li Chang's house. It's late at night tonight, so let's take some time to rest." After tossing around for most of the night, several people didn't have a good rest.In order to find out the death of Changsheng, they decided to stay in the village for a few more days.The next day was about to dawn, and under the leadership of the old man, the three of them found the chief of the village she was talking about. The head of the village is Fang Zhongren, a Zhou Zheng man who has just passed middle age.On the way here, they had already learned from the old man that Fang Zhongren took care of many things because the village was only a tiny place and the manpower was not well equipped.He is fair and kind to others, and is deeply respected by the villagers. Hearing Shangguan Lin's explanation of his purpose, and seeing him take out his token, Fang Zhongren naturally didn't dare to neglect.He greeted a few helpers, and led Shangguan Lin and the others to the place where Changsheng was buried. "To tell the truth, this is the first time in the village that the coffin was opened for an autopsy after being encoffined." Fang Zhongren told the able-bodied villagers to dig a new grave and carry out the coffin, rubbing his hands and saying to Shang Guanlin.The sky was completely bright now, and a blazing sun hung high in the cloudless sky, sending out wisps of summer heat.Some villagers who heard the news gathered around and discussed without any scruples. "That means the village head treats people kindly. If it were me, I wouldn't listen to their nonsense." "That's right. It's obvious that they violated the customs and insisted on letting strangers live in their homes. That's why they attracted ghosts to haunt them. They also wanted to open the coffin. It's really unheard of." Their undisguised sarcasm was clearly heard, and Qing Yi's lips curled into a slight smile.Such a closed village is usually self-contained, and it is not uncommon to be more repulsive to outsiders, not to mention that they do such shocking things as soon as they come. Shangguan Lin asked politely: "I heard that Changsheng's burial was also arranged by you, Chief Fang. I wonder if you have investigated this matter in detail?" "I'm not afraid of your jokes if I say it. My lord, you also see that everything in this small village is simple, and there is no autopsy. We can see that Changsheng has no external injuries. Xueling, who knew the knowledge, was insane, so the only doctor in the village After a brief inspection, he was encoffined." "Hmph, how many people will die in vain if you do this!" Shangguan Ziyan glared and scolded. "Ziyan." Shangguan Lin called softly, shaking his head slightly at her.Shangguan Ziyan was outspoken, and he might cause trouble outside, which made him a little worried. Qing Yi raised his head, covered the increasingly glaring sun with his hands, looked at the new coffin that was carried out with a little dirt, and said to Shang Guanlin: "This place is not suitable for autopsy, the light is too strong, I am afraid it will confuse the sight, It's hard to see the wound." "It's better to carry it back to the ancestral hall in the village first. I will prepare as much as possible for what the adults need." Fang Zhongren suggested. "Also." "Besides, I have another question." Qing Yi paused, "You mentioned the doctor in the village just now, where is he now?" "It should be at home." "Can you also invite him to the ancestral hall? I have something to ask." Fang Zhongren nodded and arranged for everyone to split up. The ancestral hall in the village is not big, but it is cleaned very cleanly.Fang Zhongren instructed the villagers to carry the coffin into the ancestral hall, Qing Yi couldn't help but drag Shangguan Ziyan into the house to help him, while the others waited outside the house. Apart from the coffins lying flat on the ground, the ancestral hall can only accommodate three or five people. Now that Qing Yi and Shangguan Ziyan are standing in, there is almost no room for them to move.Although it was not the first autopsy, Shangguan Ziyan was still a little nervous.Qing Yi has removed Changsheng's clothes, and covered the corpse's body with a piece of white cloth, only his gray face was exposed. "There is no external injury on the body." Qing Yi motioned Shangguan Ziyan to record it. "Could there be other reasons, such as poisoning?" Qing Yi shook his head: "Generally speaking, seeing blood is a wound. You can see that there is no dirt or trace left by the wound on his body, that is, it is not a weapon, but if he is poisoned, his lips should be blue and purple. No such symptoms were seen." "Could it be a sudden death?" "Not necessarily." Qing Yi walked to the top of the corpse, brushed his hair away, and slowly smiled calmly, "I see." "How?" Shangguan Ziyan asked curiously. Qing Yi waved to her: "Come and see." Shangguan Ziyan leaned forward according to his words, only to see the coagulated dark blood stains in Changsheng's hair, and a circular scar on the top of his head and behind his head. "this is……" "Give me the smoked vinegar." Qing Yi took over the porcelain cup filled with vinegar, and explained: "Whenever the wound is on the brain, sometimes the skin is not broken, and the wound is separated from the skin, you need to use hot vinegar, and there will be marks on the wound. " "A wound really appeared." Sure enough, the color of the originally inconspicuous trace gradually turned black after being soaked in vinegar.Shangguan Ziyan stared intently, waiting for Qingyi to continue. "If he was beaten and died immediately, he would be very careful, and the poisonous gas would be purple and black. Judging by the color of the scar, Changsheng died on the spot after being hit." Shangguan Ziyan nodded in understanding, as if she understood a lot, she tilted her head to continue asking, but she didn't realize that the two of them were gathered together at the moment, there was almost no gap between them, and it was unexpected that cherry lips brushed Qing Yi's cheek... Immediate time As if standing still, the two people's eyes met, and they breathed and heard each other. Wordless strange feelings spread in the air, like cotton wool wrapped around her heart, itching so that Shangguan Ziyan blushed, lowered her eyes, and dared not speak in embarrassment. It was Qingyi who laughed lightly, breaking the embarrassment of the room: "Little Yanzi, do you want to throw yourself into your arms? But this occasion may not be suitable. I will cultivate a good relationship with you some other day." "Bah, bah, who wants to train with you? Go ahead and dream!" Seeing that the autopsy was basically over, Shangguan Ziyan glared at him, stomped her feet coquettishly, turned around, opened the door and walked out.But when she turned around, she still caressed her lips inadvertently. The warmth from Qingyi's skin was so real, disturbing her heart for no reason. Qing Yi looked at the back of Shangguan Ziyan leaving, the ink in his eyes deepened. As soon as Shangguan Ziyan walked out, Fang Zhongren stepped forward and asked with concern, "Miss, what happened?" "Ask him." Shangguan Ziyan turned her head and pointed at Qing Yi who walked out afterwards.Before Qing Yi could stand still, she dodged behind Shangguan Lin as if avoiding some kind of illness, and stopped looking at Qing Yi's handsome face. Shangguan Lin looked at his younger sister, not ignoring the blush on her cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming on the branches in early spring, charming and charming.He had never seen Shangguan Ziyan look like this before, something must have happened, but Qing Yi and Shangguan Ziyan didn't say anything, Shangguan Lin decided to keep his face. "The cause of death was stabbing the head with a sharp object. It should be a candlestick or some other sharp object." Qing Yi paused, looked at Fang Zhongren, and continued, "But the wound was hidden in the hair, so it was not discovered in time." "It was Doctor Lu who checked that day, but you can't blame him. In fact, Doctor Lu was only a village veterinarian before, but our place is closed and rough, and outsiders don't want to come, so he works part-time to diagnose and treat minor ailments. Serious illnesses have to go to a hospital ten miles away. Find a doctor in town." Fang Zhongren's words revealed a little helplessness. "Dr. Lu, as Fang Lichang said, has he been invited?" Qing Yi asked. "It's just outside the gate of the ancestral hall. This is not a place to talk. Please take a few steps to the humble house and talk about it in detail." "Changsheng's coffin is temporarily placed here, please send someone to guard it." Shangguan Lin instructed, seeing Fang Zhongren nodding, he walked out with a few others. Fang Zhongren's house is slightly larger than the old man's courtyard before, with square sides and a small room that can be called the front hall.At this moment, Shangguan Lin and Fang Zhongren were sitting on both sides of the round table, while Qing Yi and Shangguan Ziyan were watching from not far away. The only doctor in the village, whose full name is Lu San, is a plain middle-aged man.Standing in front of Shangguan Lin, he was dressed in coarse cloth, looking a little nervous. "You don't need to be nervous. We called you here just to ask how Changsheng died that day." Shangguan Lin said in a gentle voice.He has been in the habit of adjudicating cases for many years. If the tone of the interrogation is too harsh, it may backfire and fail to obtain useful clues. "Lu San, you just need to answer the adults' questions well." Fang Zhongren walked up to Lu San, patted him on the shoulder earnestly, and said soothingly. "Yes." Lu San saluted deeply, and said tremblingly, "My lord, when I heard the news and rushed to Changsheng's house that day, I saw Changsheng's mother sitting at the door and crying, Fang Lichang stood in the room with a serious expression, and Changsheng fell on the table. On the ground next to him, there is no breath, and his wife Xue Ling is also unconscious at the side." Qing Yi suddenly got up and walked in front of Lu San.Lu San didn't know what to do, he seemed more and more nervous, and a fine layer of sweat was already visible on his forehead.Qing Yi remained silent, and hooked her fingers at Shangguan Ziyan, motioning for her to come over. 虽仍介怀方才祠堂中的意外，但上官紫燕还是迟疑地乖乖来到青翊身边站定。青翊满意一笑，转而询问：“陆三，以这屋内桌案为例，那时长生躺在何处？” “桌子前。”陆三肯定地指着不远处答。 青翊衣袍一甩，人已走到陆三所指之处，转头问道：“可是这里？” “不错，就仰面躺着。” “雪翎又在哪里？” 陆三略作回忆：“当时桌边有两张圆凳，雪翎便倒在右侧凳子上。” 青翊朝上官紫燕一扭头，眼中闪过一抹促狭的笑意：“去那边凳子边躺下。” “什么？”上官紫燕一时未反应过来，愣愣反问。 “依照陆大夫所说，还原当时情景看看。”青翊依旧气定神闲，说得似评论天气一般。 待消化了他的话语，上官紫燕愤然怒视他：“为何要我做？你自己怎么不试试？” “你看，我得在这里扮长生，只有你一个女子，自然扮作我妻子。”青翊一比自己，满脸无辜，“我总不可一分为二吧。” 青翊查案花样繁多，上官紫燕已见怪不怪，但她走到凳子前，还是略带不甘地嘟囔道：“你既是尸首，为什么不躺下？我倒要躺在地上？哪有这道理？” “小燕子你此言差矣，我若躺平，便无法看到全部情形。” “其实……”陆三迟疑的声音传来，打断两人争辩，“姑娘也不用躺着，我看到雪翎之时，她是倚靠圆凳，坐在地上。” “小燕子，试试看。” 上官紫燕撇撇嘴，坐下身子靠在凳子旁，不满地瞪着青翊，“这样可以了？” 青翊转向陆三，面带询问，陆三端详片刻又补充道：“我记得好像右臂搭在凳子上。” 不等青翊开口，上官紫燕便自觉摆出架势。青翊摸着下颌，眼底染上深思，片刻才道：“好了，小燕子你可以起来了。” 上官紫燕敏捷地跃起，拍拍衣衫上的尘土，问道：“你可有发现？”青翊凝神，继而摇头浅笑，又招来上官紫燕的抱怨，怪他让自己白受了这番罪。 方中仁向一直站在一旁的陆三道：“陆三，你可以先回去了。” 陆三闻言，如释重负般快步走向门外，方中仁又想了想，忙追上去拿出一方折叠好的帕子递给陆三：“辛苦你了，拿着路上擦擦汗。” 见陆三的身影消失于视线中，方中仁才折返回来。 “方里长还真是待人亲和。”青翊赞许笑道。 方中仁不好意思地摆手：“公子过奖，这都是理所应当之事。” “方里长，现已确认长生之死是被害，你是否能想到有嫌疑之人？”青翊未得出结论，上官凛只得尝试从长生身上入手。 “长生平日为人忠厚老实，似乎也不曾有什么仇家。”方中仁蹙眉苦思，村里出了这样的事，他也很是忧心，忽而他一拍案，像是想起什么，“如果非要说，倒还真有个人……” “哦？此人是谁？”上官凛微微欠身，立即追问。 “村子里只这点地方，没有事瞒得住。长生妻子雪翎，嫁给长生前有个青梅竹马的相好，据说两人是心意互许，那人家也算是书香门第，但后来几辈人屡次考取功名不中，家道潦倒。雪翎父亲亡故之时，家里少了支柱，她母亲嫌那书生无用，便做主硬是拆散了二人，将雪翎嫁给了村里的劳作能手长生。” 几人闻言，皆不免诧异。如此说来，那人便有杀人理由，但若是这样，雪翎在其中又起了何种作用？是确实毫不知情？抑或装病瞒天过海？ 上官凛在脑中飞快思索着，复又问道：“你所说之人姓甚名谁？住在何处？” “就在村口，叫做秦栾，可要我领路寻他去？” “这事不急，反正他也跑不了，若跑了，我们就不用继续查，正说明他便是真凶。”青翊插话进来，“我看我们还是先回婆婆家，整理下今日所获，再去见那秦栾不迟。” “青翊所言有理。”上官凛点头附和。 “全凭大人安排。”方中仁说道。 青山隐雾，松柏环绕，仿若卫兵屹立两旁。处处鸟语入耳，空气沁入心扉带了一丝香甜，让人心旷神怡。这村子虽小，却有着城镇中所难见的独特风景。走在村中小路之上，因案情扑朔迷离而生的烦躁也淡去不少。 芳草依依，上官紫燕一边走一边用小手扯着路旁的柳叶，清亮眼眸偷偷瞄向青翊。全然不觉绿意落了一地，化作片片残色。 “小燕子，你莫要再荼毒可怜的柳枝了，有话就说吧。”似察觉了她的注视，青翊未转头，但含笑的声音传来。 上官紫燕终于按捺不住，问道：“青翊，你坦白说，方才当真什么发现都没有吗？” “你怎样认为？”青翊转向她，不答反问。 “你就喜欢故作神秘。”上官紫燕眸光流转，狐疑地望着青翊，“我觉得你定是有所隐瞒，你既让我问，便别再藏着了，老实说出来听听。” 青翊挑眉，依旧气定神闲，仿佛刻意逗弄上官紫燕一般道：“没想到小燕子你越来越了解我了。” 上官凛听他几近默认的话语，也忍不住插话询问：“青翊，莫非真如紫燕之言，你确实有所发现？” “其实我先前未在方家说明，一来实难算得重要线索，二来也是不想让太多人干扰查案。”青翊略一停顿，继而接下去说，“你们可有怀疑过长生的妻子雪翎是凶手？” 上官紫燕点点头，上官凛亦是默认自己确曾这样想过。 “小燕子，我来问你，若是你的亲人在眼前被害，你第一个反应会怎样？” “一掌拍死凶手。”上官紫燕不假思索地答道。 “确实是你的风格。”青翊溢出一声低沉的笑，“如你所说，应是通常会先上前阻拦，但见雪翎倒地的位置，与长生还有段距离，这便说明了什么？” “你是想说，雪翎并未与长生或凶手拉扯过？” “依我看，雪翎应是在长生被害前便已经昏倒了。” “那为何不能是她杀了长生之后，又走出几步，装作倒在凳子旁？”上官紫燕提出疑问。 青翊不急不缓道：“我先前为雪翎诊治，她确实有气血不足、体内紊乱之状，并非故意装疯卖傻。况且，除非陆三与雪翎串谋，否则即便医术再不精湛也不可能看不出雪翎是真的昏迷还是故作姿态。” 上官凛蹙眉，若有所思道：“如青翊你所言不虚，那么雪翎精神上所受的刺激就并非来自目睹丈夫被杀，而是在长生死前便发生了其他事端，从而导致的。” “可昨晚青翊你又说，雪翎因看到自己夫君之死，知道凶手是谁，停留在意识中，才会产生长生还魂一幕。”上官紫燕闻言，愈发迷惑。 “所以那说法要略作修正，最有可能的便是，造成雪翎心病和杀害长生的凶手，乃是同一人，而雪翎心中明白这一点。” “看来，我们只有回去再尝试询问雪翎，希望她状况能好转些，说出有用的线索。” 上官凛说罢，不由得加快了脚步。青翊与上官紫燕在他身后，不经意四目相触。微风拂过，吹过缱绻心事。之前上官紫燕一直刻意与青翊保持距离，如今近望他一张俊脸，祠堂中淡若风云的一吻不经意再次浮上心头，令她倏然红了面颊。 仿佛窥知了她的心思，青翊笑得莫测。 上官紫燕恼怒地瞪他一眼，恨不得一掌挥过去，但心知技不如人，只得作罢，冷哼一声，转身跟上上官凛的脚步。 身后青翊白衣胜雪，唇边勾勒一抹轻笑，在夏日艳阳中愈发清晰。 老婆婆坐在院门口，见几人远远走来，起身急切迎上前去。早些时候为了避免老人见儿子尸首伤怀，上官凛便让她在引见了里长方中仁后就返回了家。可即便如此，却断不了挂牵，老人殷殷所盼，希望能早些知道真相。 “大人，结果怎样？” 上官凛还未开口，上官紫燕已然上前，扶住老人安抚道：“婆婆，您别急，我们回去慢慢说。” 青翊见状一笑，上官紫燕的善良由此可见。边往回走，他边开口询问：“婆婆，我们有些事想要再找雪翎谈谈，她今日情况是否好些？” “说来也怪，这半日都未见她发噩梦，安静得很。” 青翊闻言神色一凛：“您可进她房内看过？” “半个时辰前陆大夫前来，说给她送点药，能使雪翎尽快好起来，我看着她服下药，才出来。” “什么？陆三来过？”上官紫燕也不禁诧异，望向面色凝重的青翊。 陆三离开方中仁那里后，他们又与方中仁攀谈几句，用去一些时间，加之回来路上并未走得急，比陆三也不过晚了片刻。若陆三半个时辰前来过，他定是匆忙赶来，只是他为何要这样做，令人心生不安。 “到雪翎那里去看看。”青翊说罢，人已走进院内，快步向雪翎住处走去，上官紫燕和上官凛也忙抬步跟上。 院子里果然如老人所说，一片安静。青翊侧耳倾听，顾不上敲门之礼，径直推了房门进去。 雪翎依旧躺于床榻上，仰面向上。从这距离难以看得更真切，只是这般连呼吸都可闻的寂然让人心头无端笼上一层不安。 “雪翎。”老人唤着走到床前，却无人应，她摇了摇雪翎放在身侧的手臂，扬高音量又叫了声，“雪翎。” 空气中浮动起一丝异样，几人快步上前，但见雪翎胸前已没了起伏，脸色青白中隐隐透出灰色，连嘴唇也泛出青紫。青翊忙伸手探她鼻息，又按住她手腕查看脉搏，终是凝重地摇了摇头，长叹一口气。 “看来我们晚了一步。” 青翊一句话，除了老人之外，其他人自然立刻明白其中深意。即便老人一时未明，望着三人神色，再看看全无反应的雪翎，也渐渐有所悟，颤抖着坐在了地上，眼中死灰一片，瞬间泪水凝聚。 上官紫燕急忙上前，搀扶老人起来，想开口安慰，却不知要从何说起。 “雪翎，雪翎她也死了，是不是？”老人哽咽着，几日工夫，家里就只剩她孤身一人，怎不凄凉？ “面上来看，中毒的可能性较大。”青翊翻看雪翎五官，沉声说道。 上官凛蹙眉：“能否判断出是何种毒？” “一般来说，身体或肝脏气虚之人，略服毒便死，症状并不明显。雪翎正是虚弱时，用毒剂量很小，因此眼前还难确定，需验尸才可。”青翊顿了顿，转身面向上官凛，“但我们还有更重要之事刻不容缓。” “没错，我看那陆三就是凶手，我们还是赶紧将他抓回来，一问不就知毒物为何？”上官紫燕愤然道。对毫无反抗之力的弱女子出手，乃小人所为，令她不齿。 用最短时间安顿好老人，叮嘱她将雪翎尸首看好，又问清陆三住所，三人片刻不停地赶到陆三家，但面对他们的却只是一间锁着门的空屋。紫燕不由分说一脚将门踢开，里面一室清冷，半点人气皆无。 “陆三跑了？”上官紫燕走进屋内，在各处翻看着。 “我看不像。” 青翊打开唯一的一个木柜，向上官紫燕解释道：“你看，衣物折叠整齐，似乎一件都未少。”说着，他又从柜子深处摸出个布包，摊开在地上，一些散落的金银器物呈现在他们眼前。 “奇怪了，连钱财都没带走。”上官紫燕皱着秀气的眉，喃喃自语，“可若不是逃走，陆三又能去了哪里？” “这一时还不能确定，但陆三如藏身起来，用不了多久便会出现。” “可我们还是不知陆三为何要杀了雪翎。”上官凛沉思道，“且长生之死，他到底在其中做了什么？” “看来我们只能尽快从可疑之人查起。”青翊把所有东西重又放回原位，站起身。 “你是说，方中仁所说那雪翎之前任所爱？”看着青翊的神色，上官紫燕若有所悟。 “小燕子，你真是越来越聪明了。”青翊赞许地笑，“本来这不急于一时，但如今连雪翎都死了，我们若不马上调查，恐还会牵扯出更多。” “那验尸怎么办？”上官紫燕偏头问道。 青翊自然地揉乱她发尾，戏谑道：“尸首放着又跑不了，但活人是会跑的。” 上官紫燕颔首，伸手摸着青翊抚过的青丝，似春风扰乱了湖水，暗自泛起些微涟漪，圈圈漾开来，甜在了心里。 夜色如幕，黑沉沉压下来，笼着一片静寂的小村子。一弯皎月映出几道步履匆匆的人影，满天星辰在这样的夜里，越发清晰。越向村边走，灯火越稀少，一如他们来到这里的那晚一般，让人心生忐忑。 “确定那秦栾是住在这里？” 看着渐荒凉的景象，又马上要走出村子，上官紫燕不禁轻声询问。他们未来得及找方中仁带路，只根据老人的叙述寻了来，可无论怎么看，皆不像是有人居住的地方。 “前方有条小巷，若我们走的路不错，穿过去便是。”青翊答道。 上官紫燕又四下张望片刻，疑惑道：“这路怎么看着有些眼熟？” “小燕子，你记性怎么如此差？我们不就是从这村口进的村子？”青翊笑着打趣。 上官紫燕定睛再看，果然如他所说，她嘟起嘴嗔怪道：“怪不得，当日还在这里遇见了个不知所谓的醉鬼，真是晦气，才会命案不断。” 走在一旁的上官凛只是摇了摇头。说话间，三人已来到一间看似不算小的院落前。放眼看去，堪比里长方中仁的家。只是眼前的院子破败不堪，原本的木色大门，此时早已斑斑驳驳，棕黑混合在一起，看不出原本的模样。灰白的院墙满是污渍，墙头杂草丛生，随风摇曳。 门并没关严，虚掩着露出一道缝，青翊上前推了推，便吱呀一声敞开。 “这儿真的有人住吗？”上官紫燕看着同样荒芜的院子，里面房间看不到一丝灯火。借着月光，树木横生的枝节和盖住了路的杂草，皆感受不到有人的存在。 “有人。”青翊警觉地侧耳听去。 “好酒，哈哈……” 蓦然传出一道声音，他们这才发现，在最里间的台阶前，倚靠着一个抱着酒坛的男人。蓬乱的头发掩去了脸面，在这微凉的夜里，却丝毫不在意般躺在地上，不时发出满足的慨叹。 上官紫燕刚要上前，不期然被青翊拦下。他牵唇一笑，挡在上官紫燕身前。 “你这是何意？我有武功，不用你保护。”上官紫燕不满地抱怨，但细细听去，语气中少了责怪，心中无端升起一丝暖意。 青翊轻拍她脸颊：“我知道，但你忘了，我功夫比你好，自然该是我在前才对，断无让你涉险的道理。” “紫燕，就依青翊所言吧。”上官凛心知青翊是为了上官紫燕着想，略感欣慰。他一直担心妹妹整日追在犯人后面，即便武功再好亦难免危险，如今有青翊在，他也可放心许多。 上官紫燕听哥哥发话，便不再争辩。他们说话并未刻意压低音量，但只有几步之遥的男人却像全然未觉，兀自灌着手中的酒。 “你可是秦栾？”青翊在他面前站定，沉声问道。 那男人置若罔闻，连正眼看几人都不曾，只抬头望明月，缓缓吟着：“情人怨遥夜，竟夕起相思。”语毕，那因醉酒而浑浊的双眸中，泛起难掩的淡淡哀伤，“墨丹青画，别梦依依，相思如酒，只道销魂。” “哥哥，青翊，你们看，这不就是那晚吓了我一跳的醉鬼吗？” 上官紫燕指着那人，她听声音就感到有些熟悉，走近一看邋遢脏乱的衣裳散发出阵阵霉味，而上次他也是这样吟着诗，从他们面前摇晃着经过。 “你是否认识雪翎？”见他根本就不正眼看自己，青翊干脆直接切入重点。 男人听到雪翎的名字一震，忽而闪过一抹异样的光芒，但宛若烟花稍纵即逝，快得来不及捕捉便恢复如初。他不再出声，只是闷头猛灌着酒。 上官紫燕见状上前一步，用脚尖踢着一动不动的男人，不满地开口道：“喂，你这个人怎么这样？没听到我们在问话吗？” “紫燕。”上官凛低唤阻止妹妹，蹙起眉凝望着那男人，略一沉思，平静地简短叙述道：“雪翎死了。” 这话仿佛平地惊雷，男人手中的酒壶瞬间落地，啪