Chapter 110: Diffusion
"Oh, it's too late......"
"Why should I listen to you?"
Daoist Li smiled, smiled and smiled, and a black line of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Why do you want me to suffer such a capital crime? Since I can't live, then don't think about living." ”
Gu Juan didn't speak, looked at him quietly, waiting for him to die completely.
Daoist Li was still laughing, and suddenly, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing, the expression on his face instantly became distorted, his pupils dilated, his lips moved, and he struggled to spit out a few words.
"No, don't come here, you ......"
Gu Juan frowned, looking at the corpse of Daoist Li shrunk into a ball on the ground, and kept thinking about the words he didn't finish at the end.
Who are you?
It shouldn't be him.
But if it weren't for him, someone else or something had just come to this thatched hut?
Why doesn't the jungle knife react at all?
Also, Daoist Li said that it was too late, was he lying, or had he really told someone the news that should not be spreading?
If it is true, this place is not close to Youxie Town, and Daoist Li will not have the same effect as Youxie Town if he tells people the keywords that he doesn't know what they are?
Finally, I would like to recall that Daoist Li should not have been poisoned to death by the poison he had prepared a long time ago, but that the poison should have taken effect, and he was scared to death before he was about to be poisoned.
So, what did he see before he died, so that a martial artist who lived in seclusion in a small town could be scared to death?
A series of questions made Gu Juan have a little headache, his back was blown by the wind, and he felt a swishing coolness, he didn't stay here long, he didn't even deal with the corpse on the ground, turned around and left directly.
There are at least 1,000 people in the entire Xilun Town, and he has no way to accurately locate who has listened to Daoist Li's "nonsense" in a short period of time, so he can only put this place aside for the time being and return to Youxie Town first.
And he has to rush back to Youxie Town before the fourth watch, no matter what the people of the Hu family think, he must stay by Xiao Yun's side tonight to see if she will die and what kind of abnormalities will occur when she dies.
If it's really all calculated according to six days.
Time is running out.
After Wang Ji was separated by Gu Ju, he went home directly, and he came directly to the study when he was full of wine, splashed ink and wrote a few large characters, and after drying, he asked the scholar to hang up the words for him to enjoy carefully.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the back of a flower pot by the window in his study, where a rough piece of papyrus was hidden, and there seemed to be some writing on it.
This is not the rice paper he usually uses, could it be that someone has entered the study that he considers a private space?
Wang Qi's heart suddenly became angry, and he went over to pick up the piece of straw paper, and was just about to tear it off, but he changed his mind and unfolded it to look at it.
"Hmph, what the hell is written, the handwriting is sloppy, there is no order, and it is not eye-catching at all. ”
"And this content, what is the fourth watch, the nightmare descended on Yunyun, a large paragraph is written in great detail, but the whole article is simply read up and down I don't know what to call ......it."
He smiled coldly, handed the paper to the scholar, and explained that he must find out to see if it was the thing that didn't know whether it was dead or alive, and dared to play tricks on him like this.
As night fell, the shopkeeper of the liquor store in Xilun Town looked at the full lobby with a smile, the abacus in his hand crackled, and he carefully calculated the amount of money that had been credited to the account today.
Suddenly, his bookkeeping pen paused in mid-air, and he looked at the page of the ledger that had just been turned with some confusion.
It was covered with scribbled handwriting......
The shopkeeper frowned, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, tore off the paper, walked out from behind the counter, looked around, skipped the illiterate farmers, and sat down at the wine table by the window.
The shopkeeper of the cloth village, who was eating wine with a few side dishes, had hazy eyes, and studied the contents of the paper with the shopkeeper of the wine shop with great interest, and then the two laughed together.
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Gu Juan kept all the way, returned to Youxie Town before midnight, and then went straight to the Hu Mansion Mansion.
He didn't go to the main door, but found a hidden corner and climbed over the wall to enter, and quietly touched Xiao Yun's room.
It's weird.
The surroundings are a little too quiet, as if this is a dead house.
It stands to reason that Hu Yuanwai has not passed the first seven years now, and someone should have a vigil and requiem.
Thinking of this, Gu Juan found that there was still some time before the fourth watch, so he found the mourning hall outside Hu Yuanwai and prepared to go over and take another look at his body.
There were white cloth paper figures hanging outside the mourning hall, and the courtyard was dark, and there was no sound either.
Gu Juan held the patrol axe in his backhand, and his vigilance slowly raised, and he came to the door of the mourning hall step by step.
As long as there is any abnormal situation, whether it is a person, a ghost, a demon or a monster, he will smash it with a punch, and when the fist is close to him, he will suddenly sacrifice the jungle knife, not giving the other party time and opportunity to react.
He stood quietly outside the door of the mourning hall for a moment, only to hear the sound of small and long breathing, and he could smell the complex smell of faint incense powder mixed with sweat.
He took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door to the mourning hall.
In the middle of the room was a coffin, and a row of white candles were burning silently on the table, all of which were left with a short section connected to the base, which would be completely extinguished in a short time.
On the mats on the ground, there were more than a dozen people, men and women, old and young, sleeping soundly.
"It turned out that they were all asleep in the mourning hall. ”
Gu Juan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized that the situation in the mourning hall was very abnormal.
The vigil is naturally to be awake to keep watch, how can everyone fall asleep directly?
He swept around, and soon found Xiao Yun curled up in the corner, a gloomy expression flashed between his eyebrows, and he stepped forward directly to wake her up.
Shakes, kicks, or even slaps, she didn't even react, still curled up in a ball and lay motionless on the ground.
Swish!
Gu Juan flipped his wrist, took out the patrol axe, and after a moment of silent thought, he lifted the hem of her long skirt, and the axe blade cut through the cotton clothes and gently brushed it on her slender and white legs.
In an instant, a thin red line appeared, and blood flowed out, dripping to the ground along the supple arc.
"Hmmm......"
Xiao Yun let out a low moan, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.
Gu Juan didn't speak, and drew down again.
This time she sat up suddenly, her face full of horror and fear.
Then a cold, gloomy man's voice was heard.
"You, or did you tell that thing?"
Xiao Yun came back to her senses suddenly, reached out and pressed the wound on her leg that was still bleeding, and cried after sobbing, "I, I don't know...... Auntie, they forced me to ask how my lord died, and if they didn't say anything, they would give me family law, I was afraid ......"
"Who did you tell you?"
"There are so many people, they all surround me, ask me, and insult me......" Xiao Yun couldn't cry, and her voice gradually deepened.