They didn't sail the boat directly to Houzhai, where Yue Wupeng's family lived, and it must have been heavily guarded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThey stopped in a dirty reed swing near the back village and hid the boat inside, Shi Wen'er covered himself in a water ghost costume outside the black clothes, and quietly dived into the water of Taihu Lake in the dark night, like a fish.

The lake was very cold, and Shi Wen'er was lucky to resist the cold and vigilantly observed the surroundings. When he saw the mechanism in the water, he couldn't help but smile, senior brother set up a mechanism in this water, then there would be no other water ghosts in it.

Shi Wen'er secretly shouted in her heart: "God help me!" While carefully bypassing the senior brother's mechanism trigger device, although it is the same door, but after so many years, I don't know how much the senior brother's mechanism technique has improved.

Yue Wupeng's organs can hardly see any difference from the ordinary bottom of the lake, the fish are free to shuttle back and forth in it, if you ask Shi Wen'er how to find these mechanisms, even he doesn't know, it can only be said to be an intuition, an intuition of something that he knows well and can no longer be known.

Shi Wen'er finally crossed these organs and went ashore quietly. As soon as he arched his head from the water, he heard the sound of a drizzling baby crying in the distance, and knew that he was not going in the wrong direction.

The oilcloth water ghost suit was very soft, and Shi Wen'er followed the baby's cry, clinging to the walls and tree trunks, avoiding the patrolling Zhuang Ding, and slowly approached Mu Zijin's residence marked on Wei Youqing's map.

Shi Wen'er held his breath and closed his eyes, the sound in the room became louder and louder in his ears. The cry of the baby, the crooking of the woman to the child, the snoring of the servant...... After a long time, Shi Wen'er opened her eyes, and there was no voice from Yue Wupeng in this room.

This was expected by Shi Wen'er. Mu Zijin has just given birth, and this is the dark room. According to custom, a man is not allowed to sleep in a dark room. Just for the sake of safety, Shi Wen'er still has to personally verify before he can act.

After all, his action is too much to do. In any case, Yue Wupeng couldn't be allowed to find out that he Shi Wen'er did it.

Inside the house, in the dim light, Mu Zijin sang in a low voice, looking at a pair of children in front of him. Tears flowed out silently, and she quietly wiped them with a handkerchief, but she was still discovered by the grandmother beside her.

The grandmother advised: "Girl, don't always cry, there will be something wrong in the confinement." The owner of the village is a loving and righteous person, and he will not treat the girl and this pair of children badly. ”

Mu Zijin smiled and said softly, "Mama, I understand, you go to sleep." ”

Mama sighed slightly and replied, "Yes." He picked up an oil lamp on the table and left Mu Zijin's room.

Shi Wen'er outside the window listened to the footsteps of her grandmother and gradually walked away, took out a green bamboo pipe, and gently cut the window screen with the sharp tip embedded in the bamboo pipe.

Mu Zijin, who was looking at a pair of children melancholy, realized at this time, she wanted to move her body, but found that she couldn't move. Her lips trembled slightly, and then calmed down, she looked at the child next to her, after all, she couldn't let others harm the child, and wanted to call for help, but she tried all her strength, but she could only murmur.

A black shadow stood in front of Mu Zijin, and she smiled helplessly: "You're finally here, I'm in a hurry." The man in black in front of him was dressed in black oilcloth clothes, and the water stains on his body had dried, leaving only mottled marks. His eyes looked gentle and harmless, and he looked at Mu Zijin with compassion and helplessness.

Shi Wen'er didn't say a word, he was wearing a black tarpaulin and gloves stained with black powder. He gently put his hand on Mu Zijin's mouth and nose. Mu Zijin closed his eyes, and the last tear dripped on Shi Wen'er's gloves.

Shi Wen'er stretched out her other hand, opened the small quilts on the two babies, confirmed which one was a boy, and put her hand on the child's mouth and nose.

The mother and son twisted their bodies a few times, and then fell silent at the same time. Shi Wen'er took off her gloves, tried the snort and pulse of the two, confirmed that the two were dead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Probably because the bag was opened, the girl felt cold, and suddenly started crying, Shi Wen'er hesitated, and quickly jumped out of the window silently, blending into the night.

He returned the way he came, and there were exclamations and footsteps from the mountain villa behind him. But because the Taihu Lake he was in was a mechanism laid by Yue Wupeng himself, no one dared, and no one felt the need to check here.

When Shi Wen'er and Chen Agui returned to the big boat, there was silence all around, and even if the back village of the villa was a huge wave, this place could not be heard. The only thing Shi Wen'er could hear was the tumbling sound in her heart.

The sky began to white, Shi Wen'er returned to the cabin, and as soon as the pothos saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and greeted him. Shi Wen'er saw that her eyes were bloodshot, knowing that she hadn't slept all night, her heart hurt, and she said softly: "Sleep with me for a while." ”

The pothos nodded lightly, helped Shi Wen'er take off her clothes, and lay next to Shi Wen'er very obediently, and after only a while, she made a slight snoring sound. Shi Wen'er looked at the sleeping face of the pothos, and his heart was extremely stable, and after a while, he also fell asleep deeply.

Shi Wen'er was woken up by a thatch poking on the tip of her nose. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the morning light had shone in through the window lattice, and the end of the thatch that had itched him awake was pinched in the hands of a little boy with a radiant face and skin that seemed to be shining, and the boy, who was smiling happily, was lying on the edge of the big bed, and his right arm was over the pothos, tickling himself.

Shi Wen'er put her index finger on her lips and gently "shhh Wei Youqing looked at the sleeping pothos who had not woken up, her bright eyes blinked, she nodded vigorously clearly, and beckoned Shi Wen'er to get up quickly.

The reason why Wei Youqing was so happy was because when he got up in the morning, he heard that Mu Zijin and her newborn little brother were dead, but the villagers in the villa were busy from midnight to dawn, and they didn't find any clues.

"Are dead people so happy?" Shi Wen'er looked at Wei Youqing, who was shaking her head, disappreciatively and asked.

"But there will always be people who die," Wei Youqing looked at Shi Wen'er's lonely expression in confusion, "People are dying every day." ”

Yue Wupeng stood in front of Mu Zijin's bed. Mu Zijin's expression was serene, as if he was asleep. For such a long time, this was the most peaceful appearance of Mu Zijin that Yue Wupeng had seen. As if this was her best choice.

Yue Ningyuan stood beside Yue Wupeng, he was looking at his dead brother, and the sister next to him had been taken away. "Daddy, can you tell who killed my brother?" Ning Yuan asked in a low voice. (To be continued.) )