It's rude to pay homage at someone else's house. Bo Ruoyou originally wanted to go out of the house, but now that the house is under martial law, it's inconvenient for her to cause trouble. After hesitating for a while, she wrote a memorial and wanted to choose a very secluded place. Zhang Ming's money was burned together, which is also considered satisfactory.
Asked Chuntao, Chuntao said that the most secluded place in the mansion was a bamboo forest in the northeast. The Hou Mansion has a lot of gardens, and there are several bamboo forests. The northeast area is too far away, and the gardeners in the mansion rarely take care of it. Now it is very barren.
It was night and the chill was overwhelming. She asked for the way, held a night lamp, declined the embroiderer to follow, and walked northeast by herself. The cold wind lifted her skirt, and the ghost paper in her hand was blown away. clattering.
Soon, the bamboo forest arrived.
Weeds are overgrown outside the forest, and a few trails into the forest can’t be discerned clearly in the dim light. Looking into the forest, it’s as dark as ink. The feeling of ghosting.
Bo Ruoyou was alone, she was a bit on the defensive, so she walked towards the nearby stone tablet, the stone tablet was covered with moss, most of the handwriting was blocked, Bo Ruoyou didn't care to look around, and only lit two sticks in the lee of it joss stick.
The sacrificial oration was written in a hurry, but with only a few words, Bo Ruoyou read it once, and a deep dark color floated up between his brows and eyes.
Over the years, the grief has faded away, but something heavier than the grief quietly penetrated into the marrow of her bones, making her heart as hard as iron at certain times. They put them up one by one, and as the flames ignited, her beautiful face became more and more indifferent and sad.
There was only the sound of the cold wind piercing through the forest and beating leaves. Bo Ruoyou squatted beside the fire. Although her bright eyes were looking at the fire, she seemed to see a farther place through the firelight. Her pupils trembled slightly, but she seemed to be caught by this Frozen in the world of ice and snow, the hand holding the paper money is on the edge, and even the tongue of fire burns to the fingertips without pain.
I don't know how long it took, the ghost paper was burned out, and only half of the incense candle was left. Bo Ruoyou raised her hand and wiped her face, trying to stand up, only to find that her legs and feet were numb. She sighed, and was about to slow down, but suddenly Feel wrong.
A feeling of being spied on made her feel like a light on her back.
Bo Ruoyou stared, and subconsciously looked into the bamboo forest, but just this one glance made her back sweat instantly.
There is a person standing in the bamboo forest of ghost shadows.
Bo Ruoyou was only startled for a moment, she grasped the lamp tightly, stood up abruptly, "Who's there!"
With a cold shout, the person moved, and the moment the person turned around, Bo Ruoyou suddenly saw the outline of the clothes on the person, it was a skirt shaped like a monk's robe.
"My mother believes in Buddhism. It is a plain jacket made of crow green embroidered silk with auspicious cloud patterns to imitate the robes of Buddhist monks. There is only that one and only one in this world..."
Bo Ruoyou remembered what Zheng Wenyan said.
Breathing suddenly became short of breath, Bo Ruoyou's eyes sharpened, and she walked into the bamboo forest, the murderer was right in front of her eyes, she would never allow him to escape... She began to regret not letting the embroidered clothes envoy follow.
But just a few steps into the forest, Bo Ruoyou stopped suddenly.
The weeds in the forest are as high as knees, and the purple bamboo is also dense. It is only a moment before she can hardly distinguish the trace of the man, and the dim light in her hand is only a short distance away, chasing it deeper will really do no harm.
Gritting her teeth, Bo Ruoyou turned around resolutely and left the bamboo forest. She didn't care about the slippery snow on the ground, so she lifted her skirt and ran all the way to the front yard. She wanted to find Huo Weilou!
Running too fast, the lamp in his hand was bumped, and suddenly, the lamp went out——
The surrounding area was already dark, but it was completely pitch black at this moment. Bo Ruoyou's breathing was stagnant, and the shock caused by the scene just now came to her heart suddenly, and it turned into a deeper fear to hold her back. The sound was like a human's breath, and for a moment, she only felt that the man just now was chasing her behind.
Bo Ruoyou didn't dare to stop anymore, an unprecedented panic made her difficult to distinguish the direction for a moment, just when she thought that something might happen to her tonight, with a "bang", she just ran into the corner after running into the car. In one's arms.
The sudden appearance of light and shadow made Bo Ruoyou dazed for a moment, but she was still flustered, her first reaction was to push the person in front of her away, but the next moment, someone grabbed her hand.
"it's me-"
The low voice was familiar and terrifying, and Bo Ruoyou's terrified soul was immediately pulled back by these two words. She raised her eyes and saw Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes staring at her deeply. for a moment.
"Master Hou, I saw it, I saw the murderer!"
Bo Ruoyou didn't hesitate, "The murderer is in the bamboo forest to the east, Lord Hou please send someone to arrest him immediately!"
After finishing these two sentences in one breath, Bo Ruoyou gasped violently, and even coughed because of the cold wind. Huo Weilou glanced behind him, and the embroidered servants who followed moved to the bamboo forest, Huo Weilou But he stood there and looked at Bo Ruoyou.
After getting the reward from the embroiderer, he didn't come out right away.
Although Bo Ruoyou satisfies him with his errands, but he is a dignified Wu Zhaohou, how could his words and deeds be affected by her small actions. He also intentionally patrolled the Marquis' mansion at night, so he brought a few people out to check it out, but he didn't expect Bo Ruoyou to rush into his arms in such a panic.
Bo Ruoyou's fright was obvious to him, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl, no matter how unafraid of corpses, no matter how disbelief in ghosts and gods, she had a face-to-face meeting with the murderer who killed three people in a row, it was shocking to the end.
Huo Weilou held Bao Ruoyou's hand, seeing her coughing and bending over, he hesitated for a moment before letting go, her face was bloodless, and her palms were covered in cold sweat, at this moment the coughing Lingxiu frowned into the word Chuan, it was very painful.
Huo Weilou's eyes darkened, he should have come out earlier.
Bo Ruoyou covered her heart, and it took her a long while to recover. When she straightened up, her eyes were full of tears, but she continued: "The man is hiding in the bamboo forest, and the clothes he is wearing are the same as the monk Zheng Sanye said The robe-like jacket and skirt are very real for women."
Her voice was hoarse, Huo Weilou swept across her face, "Why don't you let the Embroiderer follow?"
Bo Ruoyou was taken aback for a moment, and didn't know what Huo Weilou meant by asking, so she lowered her eyes, hesitated for a moment and said: "The girl knows her mistake."
It was pitiful to be frightened, but he was very obedient, Huo Weilou had a temper of Baizhang, and he couldn't lose his temper, besides, he is a person who doesn't show his emotions to the outside world, so he walked towards the bamboo forest without saying a word .
Bo Ruoyou looked at him for a moment, and quickly followed him. Although Huo Weilou was tall and long, he couldn't walk fast. When he returned to the bamboo forest, Bo Ruoyou had recovered his composure.
The embroiderers shuttled through the bamboo grove with their lamps attached. As soon as Huo Weilou came to him, he saw the burnt incense candle beside the stele. There's no one there."
Bo Ruoyou hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Has the person escaped? I'm not mistaken, there must be someone just now."
The embroiderer continued: "There are indeed traces of someone coming, and there are more than one places." Then, the embroiderer turned to look at Bo Ruoyou, "Miss Bo chased into the forest?"
Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes—"
As soon as the words finished, Huo Weilou looked at her, "You are alone, how dare you chase after me?"
The tone seemed to be dissatisfied, Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said, "I didn't go very far, only a few steps, and I came out again because I thought that Minnv lost to that man."
Huo Weilou frowned slightly, and the embroidered emissary said again: "Fortunately, Miss Bo didn't chase after her. The forest is quite complicated, and looking at his tracks, the man was not in the bamboo forest for a while. Perhaps, when Miss Bo went to the bamboo forest When it's outside, that person is already there."
Bo Ruoyou's scalp tingled for a while.
Huo Weilou said again: "Maybe infer where that person fled to?"
The embroidered clothes envoy shook his head, "Judging from the traces left behind, the man has access to both sides of the east and west. The west exit is in the direction of the ancestral hall, and the east exit is a lotus pond in the mansion that is about to dry up. At this moment, everything on the lotus pond is frozen. Found something different."
Huo Weilou's eyes darkened, "Tell He Cheng to come, call the yamen servants, and search the whole house carefully."
The embroiderer sent an order to leave, but at this moment, another embroiderer came out of the forest from the west, "Hou Ye, I found a sneaky person."
Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, and walked into the forest, Bo Ruoyou also followed up with a heartbeat, and heard the embroidered clothes envoy say: "This person is hiding outside the bamboo forest. When his subordinates bump into him, he will run away. Hold on."
Bo Ruoyou's heart beats slightly fast, if this person is really suspicious, maybe he can follow the clues to find the murderer.
With this thought in mind, Bo Ruoyou walked much faster, but when she saw the captured man outside the bamboo forest in the west, her brows furrowed deeply.
The embroidered clothes envoy stood holding the lamp, in the dim light, the scarred face in front of him looked especially terrifying.
The person who was caught was actually a silly girl.
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