Going around a cluster of splendid flowers, I saw a dirty little girl, lying on the ground with her hands on the ground, crawling in circles. There were two maids standing next to them, and from time to time they "instructed" the girl how to crawl. The five-year-old boy sat on the side, watching with great interest, clapping his chubby little hands and applauding.
The passers-by heard the reputation and saw no mercy, indifference, or ridicule.
At this moment, a figure appeared directly in front of the girl, looking up, the figure dressed up as a servant boy turned against the golden light, like a fairy in a book.
The picture jumped again, and the little servant shook for a while and became blurred. After re-condensing his body, he became a six-year-old Shangguan Dan. She saw a devilish smile on the corner of her lips, and she stretched out her hand and pushed the person into the abyss.
The weightlessness of falling from a high altitude made Shangguan Mo suddenly wake up from his childhood nightmare.
Over the past ten years, I have been having different but similar dreams over and over again, and I often wake up in the middle of the night. Every now and then, there was an unsuspecting Shangguan Dan beside her, occupying most of the bed quietly and wantonly. On hot summer nights, Shangguandan will automatically lie far away from her; on cold winter nights, she will automatically nest into her arms, like an extremely clingy little animal.
Shangguan Dan's body, from childhood to adulthood, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, has a lower body temperature than ordinary people. The book says: The coldness of the human body is due to the unintentional person, who has no love-hate entanglement, the past is like a cloud of smoke, and there is no trace of the Tao.
Outside the carriage was a whistling, biting cold wind, rolling large snowflakes on the body. Between the sky and the earth, there is a vast expanse of white, wind and snow, and the trapped dart car is in the jungle that does not reach the store and the village.
It seemed that the cold wind came in through the gap, and Yan Xuhuan shrank her head and twisted her body unconsciously, and pressed closer to the heat source emitting hot air.
Shangguan Mo hugged the person tightly with one hand and skillfully stretched out the quilt with the other hand. I thought to myself: After the snowstorm tonight, I don’t know if I can go on the road smoothly tomorrow.
In Shangguan Mansion:
Concubine Jiang's small courtyard was still bright at midnight. The candles in the house were flickering with sparks. The figures entangled on the bed all sank and changed their postures and did exercise together. His eyes gave a panoramic view of everything in the house.
The brush and ink under his hand are flying, and the vivid and feasible erotic pictures are vividly displayed on the blank booklet.
"Who is it?" The night-watching maid, staring at her in a daze, wanted to explain herself, when she saw a blurry figure in the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
When I opened my almond eyes and took a closer look, there was nothing but the branches blown by the night wind.
On the second day when the roosters were crowing, in the light of dawn, someone found a female corpse covered with bite marks under the window of Aunt Jiang. The corpse has long since been frozen, in a state of kneeling, and it is displayed in the public like a work of art.
Shangguan Zhen and Aunt Jiang came out of the room amid the noise of servants, and when they saw the female corpse under the window, their faces turned pale.
"Let me check all of them, which beast did it."
Shangguan Zhen's angry voice was swept away by a gust of wind, like the murderer's silent mocking and showing off.
The servants don't dare to neglect, this is the fate of life, not to mention this kind of perverted flower thief. People who have female dependents or are female at home are even more flustered.
"Master, why don't you report it to the official." We ordinary people must have a hard time catching the flower thief and handing it over to the government to investigate and deal with it, and my heart will be a little more peaceful.
Shangguan Zhen hugged the shivering Aunt Jiang tightly and followed the advice of the servant. He was also afraid that the next prey of the perverted flower thief would be the person in his arms.
When the county court officer staggered into the Shangguan mansion, he looked around at random, grabbed a few people and asked useless questions, then he waved his hand and carried the female corpse, which was casually wrapped in a coat, back to the yamen. Let him do an autopsy.
Jungle Dart Team:
The wind and snow stopped overnight, and at the same time, thieves who were eyeing them were also ushered in. Carrying a dazzling big knife and a meteor hammer, they lined up and blocked the road ahead.
"The friend in front of you is in Shangguan Dan, and you go out to your place. I don't know who the heroes and heroines are, and where do they live? It's really disrespectful to fail to come to visit." With a three-pointed smile and a kind face.
These gangsters are also people who have been fighting for a long time in the rivers and lakes. Naturally, they know the dart flag inserted in the dart car, and they have heard of the character Shangguan Dan.
She was taken by her mother since childhood to travel around the world, darts around, and at a young age, she has already made a famous name, and the people in the world are called "Smiley Yama."
You don't need to see that she is a delicate and tender little lady, who fights and outperforms seven or eight fierce men. Therefore, as long as the strong dragon and earth snake that she has fought against, Ku is not afraid to take her deceptive appearance lightly.
"My surname is Zhang Yulin, and I live on this hill temporarily. It's a blessing to be here with you, Shangguan." The thief stepped forward and bowed, his words changed, and he continued: "Ke Zhang A certain person has already taken someone else's list, and today you and I don't need to be polite, just Liang Qingzi (copying guy), see the real trick under my hand."
The guys have already seen that something is wrong, the wheel is turned upside down, and the handle of the knife is in hand. Their faces are resolute and resolute, their righteousness is at the forefront, people are darts, and they will never back down.
"It was Big Brother Zhang, who made a living by darts. Although his brothers always explained their fate before darts, I didn't want them to lose their lives for no reason and leave their families behind. I think the same is true for the brothers in front of me. ."
Zhang Yulin shook his head and said, "We desperados are different from you. If you are a bachelor, you just want to be happy."
"Okay, that's it, I'll ask Big Brother Zhang to make a move."
Yan Xuhuan's voice fell, and the brothers behind him drew out a chilling broadsword in unison. No matter how powerful the enemy is in front of them, their steps will not take a half step back. If you want to grab a dart, then step on their corpses.
"Brother, why are they killing us?"
"Because our family is blocking other people's official roads."
The two youngsters questioned and answered in the shadow of swords, lights, and swords, curled up on the carriage, and through the raised curtains, they looked at the scene of the stump, the broken arm, and the flesh flying in front of them with fear.
And beside them is the prefect who is about to take office, with a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, looking at the bloody storm outside, calm and calm. Only when his eyes swept over the vigorous and light figure, did he show a little light. He really didn't choose the wrong person. The Shangguan family's escort bureau is really trustworthy.
Shangguan Mo, as always, followed Shangguan Dan's side, blocking all open guns and dark arrows for her, so that she could kill the enemy to the greatest extent possible without any worries.
A fight lasted from the morning until the sun was high, and the white snow on the ground had long been dipped into a coquettish red.
Fortunately, the dart flag of Shangguan's family is still firmly inserted into the dart cart and has not moved a bit.
"Count the number of people."
"Yes."
The guys with all hands and feet began to count the number of people, those who were injured were treated, and those who died found their entire limbs, put them aside, and waited for the last fire to burn them all away, so they were buried in a foreign land.
"I lost." Zhang Yulin vomited blood, and half-knelt on the snow. At this time, his body was supported by the blood-stained long sword.
Yan Xuhuan looked at the corpses on the ground, but said lightly, "We all lost."
"That's right... That's right... That's right. I also invite Miss Shangguan to sprinkle a few jars of good wine on my grave, so that our group of brothers can have a good drink at the end of Jiuquan."
"it is good."
Zhang Yulin got Yan Xuhuan's answer, smiled heartily, took out his long sword, and wiped it neatly to his neck, spraying blood droplets on Yan Xuhuan's cold face, wetting the slender eyelashes.
When the guys got everything sorted out, a raging fire ignited in the deep pit, turning the world into a red glow. As promised, Yan Xuhuan sprinkled the only ten jars of wine to drive away the cold in the lap of the deep pit, and then rode his horse and led the reorganized dart team to move on.
Because of being seriously injured, Shangguan Mo had to obey Yan Xuhuan to sit in the carriage to recuperate, but his eyes were always reluctant to leave the person at the front.
Maybe it's because she's her shadow and she's her master.
Maybe it's because of habit.
Maybe it's because of the fear of losing.
In the county office:
After Chu Kuai brought the female corpse back to the autopsy room, the gray-bearded hunchbacked old man, with a cigarette pouch in his mouth, circled around the corpse, knocking and beating with a cigarette stick from time to time.
Based on the traces left on the corpse and the statement made by Zhu Kuai to the scene, we came to the conclusion that the murder was first and then raped. The reasoning murderer is a man with special hobbies and a strong build. By observation of the extracted cloudy liquid, the age should be between 20-25 years old. In terms of appearance features, from the deep and shallow traces left by the body, it can be known that the murderer is a left-handed man.
This scope is too wide, which makes the head hurt. He wiped his unshaven black face with his big hand, and took his subordinates to the Shangguan Mansion for an investigation to see if there are any suitable suspects in the mansion.
At the mansion, there were four or five young servants who matched the age and size, but they did not meet the characteristics of left-handers. So, waving people back and dangling in front of them is really annoying.
"Chen Zhaotou."
When Chen Zoutou was in a state of turmoil, Mrs. Shangguan came back from the escort after finishing her work.
"Mrs. Shangguan, long time no see." Chen Zhaotou stood up and bowed. He even took a few steps forward involuntarily. Finally, he felt a little abrupt and stopped.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. How did you investigate the case this morning?" As soon as Mrs. Shangguan entered the room, she took off her cloak that was stained with cold air, and hugged the carved hand stove handed over by the servant.
"I'm really ashamed. I still don't have any clues. Knowing one or two clues is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"It's okay, take your time, I believe that you will be able to solve this case, Chen Zhaotou."
Mrs. Shangguan just asked casually, and she didn't expect how outstanding the yamen's ability to do things.
Chen Zhaotou couldn't sit still. He wanted to solve the case as soon as possible so that Mrs. Shangguan could feel at ease, so he had to leave.
"My brothers and I went to the streets to go door to door and ask if we had any clues. Chen will not bother."
"Please wait a moment." Mrs. Shangguan said to hold back, and then ordered the maid to fetch the calligraphy and painting she was going to give to the county magistrate.
The county magistrate is really displeased with the silver that smells of copper, and often laments that accepting the money is insulting, but he has a special liking for antique calligraphy and painting.
Today happened to be the right time to pass the calligraphy and painting to the county magistrate with the help of Chen Zhaotou's hand, which also saved everyone a lot of fake work, and they all felt at ease.
After Chen Zhaotou took the calligraphy and painting, Mrs. Shangguan took the money bag from her body, put it in his palm, and said, "It's freezing cold today, and I have to trouble a few people to track down the murderer. You can take this money and give it to me. The brothers outside the door, buy some good wine and food to warm the stomach, don't make it hard for everyone in the cold weather."
"Okay, Chen is here for the brothers, thank Mrs. Shangguan." Chen Chutou held a warm purse in his hand, and strode away in a good mood.
"Bitch, slut." Shangguan Zhen sat on the side the whole time, and saw that Chen Zhaotou entered the house from his wife, the thief's eyes never left his wife. This shrew even shamelessly gave her personal purse to others, did she really think I was dead
Aunt Jiang listened to Shangguan Zhen's slanderous words, her brows furrowed without a trace, she raised her weeds to comfort her, and silently helped people up and left the main hall. Before going out, he looked back at the arrogant lady Shangguan.