Chapter 17 butterfly dance

"For a certain reason, Linghu Tiangong wanted to get rid of a certain person, so he invited him to drink tea with him last night, intending to take the opportunity to kill him with poison." Yun Jisang paced back and forth slowly in the room , and then stood still at the door, "It happened that Gu Yinglan came to the door. In order not to let her see the tea set and cause suspicion, Linghu Tiangong had to block her out of the house. After Gu Yinglan left, he returned to the house and continued to wait for the murderer. ..." Then, he came to the tea table and sat down slowly, "Finally, the murderer arrived, and the two of them began to drink tea. Judging from the amount of water in the teapot, the two drank a few cups of tea first. Finally, Linghu Tian Gong waited for the opportunity, and threw the poisonous powder into the other party's tea cup with extremely fast hands. Then, he picked up his own tea cup and invited the other party to drink this cup..."

"But he didn't know that the murderer had already switched the teacups between the two without anyone noticing." Zhuo Anjie said thoughtfully. Yun Jisang made the gesture of changing teacups, and after doing it a few times, he murmured suspiciously: "It stands to reason that Linghu Tiangong is careful, so he shouldn't be so careless, unless..." "Unless what?" "Unless the murderer changes the cup so fast that even Linghu Tiangong can't notice it." Zhuo Anjie frowned and said, "Linghutian's worker called 'God's Hand' has always been known for his quick hands, among the puppet sect, who else can have faster hands than him?"

Yun Jisang noticed that Luo Jiankong's face suddenly changed drastically, so he asked, "Brother Luo, what did you think of?" Faster than Linghu." "Who?" Yun Jisang and Zhuo Anjie asked in unison. "That person is my third junior brother who has been dead for several years - Li Wuxin." Li Wuxin?Can the dead climb out of coffins to kill?Or is he really not dead?But according to what Mei Zhaoxue said, he was buried in full view.Li Wuxin's tomb was stolen, half a year after he was buried, how can someone hide in the coffin for half a year without drinking or eating?

Everyone was alone last night, everyone may be the murderer.In terms of motives, there are too many people who may kill Linghu Tiangong, the potential successor sect master, including Cao Bian, Luo Jiankong, Hong Kuoji, and even Cao Zhong. What about Linghu Tiangong?And who is he trying to get rid of? Luo Jiankong?It is indeed possible.But would this prudent elder brother drink tea with his sworn enemy in the middle of the night?Yun Jisang shook his head slightly.If it wasn't him, then who would it be?Hong expansion machine?Cao Bian?Like Luo Jiankong, Linghu Tiangong has endured for many years for the position of sect master, what compelled him to do something?

But the most important thing is the puppet curse.He had a hunch that everything that happened these days originated from this mysterious spell. "The old root of a rotten tree will wither and become a spirit. Eliminate all my sins and make me live forever." Yun Jisang murmured, rubbing his thumb lightly with his middle finger. Can't figure it out, he smiled wryly and shook his head, went to the window and looked out. Outside the window, the wind is getting stronger, and the dead leaves in the courtyard are like broken butterflies, dancing with the black dust.The tree swayed wildly in the wind, echoing the frantic dance of death.

After staring at the wildly dancing dead leaves for a long time, Yun Jisang gradually became in a trance. Butterflies...they're like dead butterflies...these dead butterflies, what are they after?A lingering self?Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, what about me?I also dreamed of butterflies?Or are these dead butterflies dreaming of me? Maybe I'm dead too? My corpse has been left on the distant battlefield in a foreign land, and together with those old and broken halberds and helmets, it has been buried in the desert dust, decaying and disappearing.What came back was only my soul, my memory, my longing...for my homeland, for my friends, for...my senior sister...

"Yes, you are dead." A black whisper came from his ear, and a pair of icy catkins slowly wrapped around his neck, "Your body is here, but your soul is with me, far away Wandering..." No, I'm right here, with my senior sister. "The woman in white? No, she never belonged to you, she will not belong to anyone. And you, you belong to the dark, belong to me. Come, my love..." She whispered in his ear , luring him into the black sea of ​​flowers. "Is Shaoxia Yun there?" Jiao Ni's calling came from outside, waking Yun Jisang awake.He closed his eyes abruptly, let out a long breath, and escaped from his demons.

"Hey, isn't this Mrs. Ru? Do you want to see my junior brother?" Zhuo Anjie was holding Ming Huan to welcome her. "I saw that you were so busy that you didn't have lunch, so I cooked some small dishes and brought them to you. No, I brought them to you as soon as they were done." "It's really Mrs. Ru, please come inside. Junior brother, Mrs. Ru is here!" Yun Jisang and Wang Biyan greeted each other with smiles.This smokey and charming woman wore a sunflower green Lu silk long jacket, moon white cloud shoulders, and painted snails and Dai Cui eyebrows.Her eyes were watery and she moved freely. It seemed that the bloody and cruel scene she saw just now didn't have much effect on her.

"When such a tragedy happened in the door, everyone felt uncomfortable, and the owner of the door was too worried to eat. But I think, the more it is like this, the more we should take care of our health, right?" Wang Biyan put the mahogany food box on the table On the table, smiling and authentic. "Let me see what delicious food Mrs. Ru has brought." Zhuo Anjie leaned over. For her, delicious food is far more important than murder. Zhuo Anjie closed her eyes and shrugged her nose: "Well, there are shrimp cakes, this fragrance...it should be Komatsu mushroom, this is fragrant and sweet, okay, it's magnolia slices, what is this? The smell of Qin pepper , yes, it’s lahu sauce!”

"Sister, you have a good nose! You are right!" Bi Yan praised, and laid out the small dishes in the food box one by one. Ming Huan stood on tiptoe and stretched out his little head; his big black eyes turned around on these dishes, and finally landed on a plate of eggs. "Look, Xi Gu, there are holes in this egg!" "This one..." Zhuo Anjie took a look and said with a smile, "This is a bastard." "Cainted? Why did you faint?" Ming Huan asked dumbfounded. "Cainted? That's right.????" Zhuo Anjie smiled slightly, put the egg on the table and spun it, and the egg started to spin, "When cooking this dish, you need to knock out a piece of the eggshell first." Small hole, pour out the egg white, mix it with thick chicken marinade, put it back into the eggshell, seal it with paper, and then steam it in a pot. Think about it, the egg was first cracked, and the contents of the belly were poured out Come out, make a mess, put it back, and steam it again. After such a toss, it’s no wonder the egg doesn’t pass out! But after fainting, the taste of this thing is very good..." He picked it up and peeled it Shell, hand it to Ming Huan's mouth.

Ming Huan took a bite cautiously, and immediately smiled, took the egg and ate it. "Eat some magnolia slices, this thing is made of winter bamboo shoots, which is not common in the north." Zhuo Anjie squeezed another magnolia slice and stuffed it into her little mouth, as if feeding a little piglet. "This egg was originally pure and ascetic, but it drank a lot of dark marinade and became 'combine'. In my opinion, it is more appropriate to say that it has become a jerk rather than fainting." Yun Jisang also made a rare joke. Zhuo Anjie saw Wang Biyan was in a daze, so she asked with a smile, "What does Mrs. Ru think of this bastard?" Wang Biyan forced a smile: "I think Yun Shaoxia's words are reasonable. He was a good egg, but after so much tossing and turning, he turned into a bastard. Just like Biyan, she was originally the daughter of an official family, but her family was convicted. , I was also sold into a brothel without a title. Fortunately, by chance, I met my husband four years ago, and I was redeemed by him, so I jumped out of that pit of fire." He said with a self-deprecating smile, "But since I am in the wind and dust After several years of rolling, who doesn't get dirty in the best daughter's house? Now it seems that I am also a jerk..." Yun Jisang was a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic: "This magnolia film is so authentic, is it possible that Mrs. Ru is from Suzhou?" "I'm from Hubei, and my ancestral home is Yicheng County, Xiangyang Prefecture. I was sent to Suzhou after being convicted. But I stayed there for more than five years, so I can be regarded as half a Suzhou native." "I asked too many questions." Yun Jisang bowed slightly. "Young Master Yun, why are you being so polite? I have something I want to ask you, but I don't know if I should say it or not..." "If Madam has something to say, just say it." "The murderer is so insane, if he is caught, the court will definitely punish him severely, maybe it will bring disaster to the Nine Clans. If that person is really from the sect, will it implicate us?" Yun Jisang smiled slightly: "Madam Ru, don't worry. According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, even if it is a serious crime of treason, it will only harm the nine clans. The so-called nine clans refer to Gaozu, great-grandfather, grandfather, father, own body, son, grandson, Great-grandson and great-great-grandson. Unless the ten clans are implicated like Cheng Zu killed Fang Xiaoru, otherwise you will definitely not be involved." "That's what I said, but we are a small sect after all, not as strong as others in Wudang and Shaolin. If the government really pursues it, we really can't bear it. If it really comes to that point, we still hope that Shaoxia Yun will come forward Play around one or two." Yun Jisang nodded slightly: "That's natural. The murderer kills, and the crime is only one person, and it will definitely not implicate the entire shameful family." Wang Biyan stroked her chest, as if relieved: "Don't worry. Let me just say, Yun Shaoxia will naturally not watch our puppet door have an accident." Yun Jisang was very puzzled by Wang Biyan's way of planning for a rainy day.Was it Cao Zhong who arranged for her to find out?However, based on the friendship between Cao Zhong and Lu Wangfu, how could he be afraid of embarrassment from the government? Wait, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, anyone who murders someone willfully will be beheaded; anyone who harvests and cuts up someone will be executed at the lingering time; wives and cohabiting family members, even if they don't know it, will be exiled for two thousand miles.Is this what Wang Biyan is afraid of?Who is she suspecting?Cao Zhong?Cao Bian?Or Mei Zhaoxue? . Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Madam Ru, now the two high-ranking disciples of the noble family have been brutally murdered one after another. The murderer disemboweled and dismembered the corpses, using extremely cruel methods. Madam Ru thinks who in the noble family is most likely to be the real murderer?" "Young Xia Yun is joking, I am a little woman, and I am usually heartless, so how dare I guess randomly..." Wang Biyan sighed faintly, "If I really know who the murderer is... The murderer of Qiandao must let the sect master deal with him. We are all a family, how can we do it!" Seeing Wang Biyan's evasive words, Yun Jisang couldn't help but frowned, and asked again: "In Mrs. Ru's mind, who is Brother Linghu walking closer to in the door?" Wang Biyan curled her lips: "He is chilly all day long, and he makes people shiver when he gets close. How has he ever gotten close to anyone? Yan Kong, Ah Huang, and Linghu didn't think about each other in the first place, so it goes without saying. .Although my husband is his master, he seldom talks to him on weekdays. Even a person like Fatty Hong who smiles all day long has to avoid Linghu when he sees him." "What about Miss Gu? Last night she went to see Brother Linghu. If she hadn't been closely related to Brother Linghu, how could she, a girl, visit him at night to ask him about puppetry?" "Lan'er, I can also see her thoughts. But in my opinion, Linghu doesn't have that kind of thought about her at all, and just hangs on to that girl's appetite so lukewarmly. I don't think my husband likes that girl?" Girl, use her to find out information. I have seen this kind of trick a lot! Man!" "Then tell me, could it be Miss Gu who killed her because of love?" "How could it be possible? That girl was just a little more courageous than a mosquito. Before Wuxin passed away, she was supposed to take care of her on the night of her death. But she ran out crying in the middle of the night, saying yes What a ghost. When we went in and took a look, it turned out that the child Shaquan went to deliver soup to Wuxin, because he didn't comb his hair, and his hair was loose, which frightened her." "so……" "Okay, you guys rest first, I still have a lot of things to do, so I won't bother you." With that said, Wang Biyan got up and was about to leave. Yun Jisang and Zhuo Anjie got up to see each other off, and Ming Huan also followed with that "bastard" in his arms.She still likes this aunt who brings delicious food. "This Mrs. Ru came here strangely, I think it looks like she's here to inquire about news." "Senior sister also saw it?" "I'm not blind." Zhuo Anjie rolled his eyes at him, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sugar stains from Ming Huan's mouth, "Although this woman is shrewd, her shrewdness is all on her face. When it comes to scheming, don't worry about it." Speaking of that door master, even that mule is much better than her." "In this way, it is unlikely that she is the real murderer." "If I were the real murderer, I would be crying at this moment, thieves shouting and arresting thieves everywhere, how could I have the heart to run to you to find out the wind, isn't this a self-inflicted snare?" "I think there is something suspicious about Mrs. Ru." "Oh, what do you say?" "Just now she said that her ancestral home is Yicheng, Hubei, and Linghu Tiangong once said that Luo Jiankong was born in the authentic Luo Kingdom, and the Luo family was a descendant of Zhu Rong. During the Zhou Dynasty, his descendants established the Luo Kingdom. Yicheng." "You mean...Wang Biyan and Luo Jiankong are from the same hometown?" Zhuo Anjie asked in surprise. "Not only that. Wang Biyan just said that she was dispatched to Suzhou. I remember my senior sister said that you met Luo Yankong at the beginning because you competed for yellow croakers in the Chufeng Tower in Suzhou. It was five years ago. Five years ago Luo It was a bit of a coincidence that Yan Kong appeared in Suzhou, and Cao Zhong redeemed Wang Biyan a year later." "You mean...the acquaintance of Wang Biyan and Cao Zhong was arranged by Luo Yankong?" "It's possible. Sister, remember, the day we first came, we went to Luo Jiankong's place as guests, and Wang Biyan also came to visit. At that time, she said that she knew we were here and wanted to get to know us. But we just arrived, and there were only After meeting Linghu Tiangong and Ouyang Gaolun, how could she get the news so quickly? Also, there were two wine glasses on the wine table in Luo Jian’s empty room at that time. Since he didn’t know in advance that we were coming, Then the person he wants to drink with at the same table must be someone else... "Luo Yankong wants to invite Wang Biyan!" An Jie suddenly realized. "Nine times out of ten it is true." "Since they are from the same hometown, it is not uncommon for them to get together for a drink once in a while. "Senior Sister is an old gourmet, you should know what it means to use deer tendon with wine when drinking?" Zhuo Anjie remained silent.Deer tendon has the effect of invigorating the kidney and strengthening yang. At that time, although I felt that it was not suitable for a child like Ming Huan, I didn't think of another meaning.It's not appropriate for Luo Yankong and his master's concubine to drink in private, let alone such ambiguous things as deer tendons to accompany the wine? "Although she may not be the real murderer, judging from her tone of voice just now, she must know something, but she refused to say it clearly." He said with a slight smile. , then how could I not be a clairvoyant for a while.” "clairvoyance?" "After all, what we have seen and heard these days is all in the open. As for the private situation, we can only investigate secretly." Zhuo Anjie said in disbelief: "If you want to spy on someone, just say it, there is so much reason!" up.