Zheng Wenyan died in his study.
The night had completely shrouded, when Huo Weilou brought Bo Ruoyou to the study, the courtyard of the study was brightly lit.
The third wife, Liu Shi, was crying and fell to the ground with Zheng Wenyan's son, Zheng Hao. The little Zheng Hao, with a pale face, was leaning against the arms of the third lady, trembling while crying, as if he had been frightened.
The embroidered envoy guarding this place said: "The old lady's religious affairs ended at the time of You, and my subordinates followed Zheng Sanye all the time. Later, Zheng Sanye personally sent several masters who practiced rituals out of the Hou's mansion, and then returned to himself. In the courtyard, the subordinates have been guarding the entrance of the courtyard, and within half an hour after Mr. Zheng returned to the courtyard, he suddenly left with a solemn expression and came straight here."
"I don't know what happened to Mr. Zheng. Seeing that he just entered the study and never came out, he just guarded the courtyard door. About half an hour later, the second son of the Zheng family came to look for Mr. Zheng, and he entered alone. In the courtyard, the subordinate first heard a knock on the door, but the second young master knocked for a long time but no one answered, when the subordinate felt something was wrong, he heard the second young master scream from inside."
"My subordinate hurriedly entered the courtyard. When I came in, I saw the second young master sitting down under the window sill with a snow-white complexion, shouting the word 'grandmother' in his mouth. The subordinate found that the second young master had punctured the window paper, so he hurriedly looked in from the window paper , Seeing Mr. Zheng lying on the desk, he could still smell the blood. This subordinate knew something wrong, so he opened the door bolt with his dagger, and after entering the door, Mr. Zheng had passed away."
After saying this, the embroidered clothes envoy knelt down and pleaded guilty, "This subordinate is not doing enough to take care of you, please forgive me, Lord Hou."
Huo Weilou ordered the embroidered envoy to follow Zheng Wenyan in the early morning, and he did follow closely for the whole day, and later he also stayed outside Zheng Wenyan's courtyard.
There have been two murders in the Hou's mansion, who would have thought that a third person would die
Even so, Huo Weilou still cast a stern glance at this person, "Get punished yourself."
The embroidered clothes made his complexion pale, but he backed away as if he was relieved.
The third lady and Zheng Hao came the fastest, at the moment the two maidservants beside her were supporting her, crying out of breath, Huo Weilou knew that there was nothing to ask at this time, so she brought Bo Ruoyou into the study door.
The Hou's mansion is spacious, and several masters have independent small courtyards as study rooms. This courtyard only has one entrance, and the left and right wing rooms are small. The three main halls are particularly spacious. There are so many books on the bookshelf that it is almost full of shelves, and the left side is the place where Zheng Wenyan meets guests and studies.
Zheng Wenyan was lying on the desk, with a beautifully shaped subduing pestle inserted into the back of his heart, and blood ran down his back. At this moment, under the entire desk seat, the blood was stained into a lake of red.
The pungent smell of blood makes one's scalp tingle, Huo Weilou is clearly standing in the place where the lights are brightest, but there is darkness and coldness around him that is so thick that the lights can't shine in, Bo Ruoyou knows that Huo Weilou is angry.
With him in command, the murderer dared to kill someone.
Cold sweat broke out on He Cheng's forehead, and he couldn't help wiping his sweat with a towel. Eunuch Fu looked at Zheng Wenyan's body with a look of unbearable expression, "Bai Ri is still a living person, and now..."
"Autopsy." Huo Weilou ordered suddenly.
Bo Ruoyou responded, and walked towards Zheng Wenyan.
The temperature of the corpse has not completely dissipated, and the wound has not yet scabbed. With a little help, I found that Zheng Wenyan's body was extraordinarily loose and soft, and his lips were slightly parted, his eyes were slightly open, and he was born from lying on the table. The indentation marks are also clearly visible, and the arm that fell on the table and the soles of the feet that stepped on the ground have not been found to form corpse spots.
All of this shows that Zheng Wenyan died within half an hour.
When Bo Ruoyou was inspecting the corpse, Huo Weilou was looking at the house, the halls and pavilions were spacious, and the surrounding windows were well lit, but all the windows in the whole house were locked.
The windows were locked from the inside and the door was bolted. How did the murderer kill
What's even more strange is that the murder weapon was the demon pestle stuck in Zheng Wenyan's back vest.
Needle dropping could be heard in the quiet of the house, but at this moment, footsteps roared from the yard outside, and the voices of Zheng Wen'an and others sounded. Zheng Wen'an first comforted the third lady, and then rushed to the door of the study.
Seeing Zheng Wenyan lying on the desk, the blood under his feet glaring, Zheng Wen'an said sadly, "Third Brother—"
Huo Weilou ordered Zheng Wen'an to enter the door, pointing to the demon-subduing pestle on Zheng Wenyan's back, "Do you recognize this thing?"
Zheng Wen'an's expression changed when he saw the demon pestle, "This... this is the magic weapon that I used for my mother today. The masters planned to take it away, but the third brother ordered it to stay, saying that it would be safe to put it in the mourning hall. To ward off evil spirits."
Huo Weilou frowned, "Is this thing placed in the mourning hall?"
Zheng Wen'an shook his head, "Not yet, it was put away together with all the sacrificial artifacts first, and said that the mother's mourning hall will be re-arranged tomorrow, so as not to look bad. The third brother said that the case has not been solved anyway, and he also intends to stop it for the mother." Forty-nine days of spiritual seventy-seven days, after seventy-seven days, all rituals are done, and then they are buried."
After Zheng Wen'an finished speaking, the tip of his nose became sore, "It was fine this afternoon, how could it be..."
Just as he was talking, voices sounded again in the yard, and soon, a delicate and dignified figure appeared at the door!
Zheng Yunni stood at the door, her face pale and startled, her beautiful eyes moved a few times, and tears had already reached the corners of her eyes, "Third Uncle..."
Within a month of the Hou Mansion, three people died, and all the dead were close relatives. Zheng Yunni swayed and held onto the door frame to stand still. Zheng Wen'an turned his head to see Zheng Yunni, and said with concern: "Yunni, don't look , to accompany your third aunt."
Zheng Yunni responded with a choked voice, and then retreated after being stunned for a while.
Seeing Zheng Yunni, the third lady cried even louder, Zheng Yunni comforted her softly, and after another quarter of an hour, the third lady calmed down a little bit, Huo Weilou was ordering the embroidered clothes envoys and government servants to search in the courtyard, seeing the situation, walking around step over here.
The third lady's eyes were red from crying, seeing Huo Weilou approaching, she was a little apprehensive, and said: "Master Hou... Your husband's death was wronged, please find out the murderer and avenge your husband..."
Talking and crying again, Huo Weilou asked sternly: "Zheng Wenyan originally went back to the courtyard, why did he suddenly come to the study?"
The third lady was stunned, touched her tears and said: "I don't know, my husband has been tired for a day for my mother's funeral, and I was going to go back to rest, but for some reason, as soon as he changed his clothes, his expression changed drastically." He hurried out of the courtyard gate, and the woman called him after him, but he didn't turn his head back. At that time, the woman was about to prepare the meal, so she followed him. Later, the meal was ready, but before he returned, the man The woman ordered Hao'er to come out to look for his father, and Hao'er went out for half a quarter of an hour before the woman found out that something had happened."
The third lady glanced at the door, and cried again, "My husband is only 30 years old, and Hao'er is only seven years old. How will we orphans and widows live in the future..."
Zheng Yunni was listening, with tears in her eyelashes, coaxing Zheng Hao while comforting the third lady.
Zheng Hao buried his head in the arms of the third lady, still trembling, Huo Weilou looked at Zheng Hao, "What did you see just now?"
If you are more careful, you can find that Huo Weilou's tone is gentler, but to Zheng Hao, Huo Weilou itself is scary enough, no matter what tone he uses.
For a while Zheng Hao was even more frightened, and the third lady sobbed and said: "Master Hou, Haoer said he saw his mother... said he saw her ghost." The third lady showed a look of fear, "The doors and windows are locked. Ghost, how do you go in and harm people? But why did the mother harm the husband, the husband never harmed the mother... The second brother died on the seventh day of the mother, today is the second seven... "
The third lady muttered to herself, the more she talked, the more terrified her expression became, she hugged Zheng Hao tightly, fearing that ghosts would harm their mother and child, Zheng Yunni shook the third lady, "Third aunt, don't talk nonsense, there are no ghosts and gods!"
The whole courtyard was in fear of killing ghosts, but Zheng Yunni seemed very calm. Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment, then asked the third lady, "What did Zheng Wenyan do before he left, and who did he meet and what did he hear?" ?”
The third lady was thinking about it blankly, and the more she thought about it, the more she frowned, apparently she couldn't think of anything useful, at this moment, a thin voice sounded from inside the room, "Master Hou, please come in—"
Huo Weilou turned around without hesitation, and as soon as he walked into the study, he saw Bo Ruoyou standing under the west window on the left side of the desk, holding something in his hand to signal him, "Master Zheng, I found the reason for Mr. Zheng's sudden departure. "
Her tone was a bit heavy, and at this moment, Huo Weilou also saw clearly that what she was holding in her hand was a piece of burnt paper with only a small half left.
It is sprinkled gold paper.
Huo Weilou stepped over and saw the words "My Erqi" on the screen without any surprise.
My head seven is the time of your death.
In cloudy years, pay for my life.
The same words were written on another gold-sprinkling note that I saw just a while ago, but here the "first seven" has been changed to "two seven". There was a trace of awe.
The murderer killed the old lady in the form of her ghost when the old lady was seven days old. Based on this statement, one more person may die in the next seven days. But the murderer took such a lot of trouble, was it for the purpose of killing people, or did he have other plans?
Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou felt a premonition almost at the same time, that under the eerie nobles of the Marquis Mansion, some secret that had been hidden for many years was about to surface.