Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 2 Murder Case, Bereavement
The voice just fell.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the hall, Su Rao followed the prestige, and saw two women with thick arms and round waists walking quickly, one on the left and the other on the right sandwiched her in the middle, half respectfully and half forcefully said: "Miss, the house has been tidied up, let's go rest with the old slave first."

At this moment, as the night drew near, the large swaths of residual red that were blurred by the rays of the sun beyond the clouds and the sky completely faded away, sinking into the rich black color.

The lanterns in the hallway were lit up one by one.

The flickering light of the fire pulls everyone's figures on the white wall through the doors and windows. They bark their teeth and claws, as if they are silently clamoring and reveling for this feast of pulling the tent.

Su Rao suddenly smiled.

Those charming and gentle phoenix eyes tore through layers of solid ice, revealing some ripples like spring water. She smiled evilly and strangely, opened her mouth slightly, and spit out two words softly.

"Okay."

it is good?
This reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. There was no crying, no breakdown, or even panic, so he accepted it calmly and even with a hint of joy?
Everyone in the Su family looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Taking advantage of this time, Su Rao has already walked out of the hall slowly.

No one came behind her, so she called casually: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?"

"Um, yes, the old slave is coming."

When the two wives passed by her side, they glanced at her strangely.

Su Rao ignored them with a smile, and when they turned around, the smile in her eyes cooled down inch by inch, trying to use her to curry favor with Liu Tang?Still want to use Dad?

very good!

This family is still as indifferent and shameless as ever. She has been worrying about how to let her father let go of those unrealistic fantasies and expectations of Su's family. Isn't this the best opportunity now?
Just right once and for all!
Thinking of this, Su Rao's footsteps became much lighter. Just as she was about to step out of the courtyard door, a figure rolled past her like lightning and rushed into the hall.

"Not good sir!"

Shi Potian let out a miserable howl.

Su Rao subconsciously stopped and turned around to look.

"What happened!"

Everyone in the Su family was also startled by the sound, stood up one after another, and went forward.

The man ran too fast and almost tripped when he entered the door. He hurriedly got up, his face was pale like a ghost, and his body was shaking like a sieve: "Dead, dead, dead at the cross alley..."

"Who died? You speak clearly."

Suqian took two steps forward and stared at him.

The man swallowed hard, as if he didn't dare to look directly at this gaze, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes...it's Su Fengyan, and that widow from the Li family!"

A word came out, and there was dead silence all around.

After everyone was shocked, they unanimously looked towards the figure standing at the gate of the courtyard.

The night wind suddenly picked up, passing through the hall, rolling the fiery red tallow tree leaves in the courtyard, whirling in mid-air, and finally landed unsteadily on the woman's thin shoulders.

She stood silently, with half of her body hidden in the darkness, unable to see her expression clearly.

I do not know how long it has been.

A very light and very faint voice sounded, hesitation intertwined with a little daze.

"Who are you talking about?"

The boy shuddered from the shock of this voice, resisting his fear and repeating: "Su Fengyan..."

"Where is the person now?"

"It's on the back street of our house, in the abandoned tofu shop in Shizi Lane. Now the neighbors are blocking it. I heard that when they were found, they were both disheveled..."

Before she finished speaking, Su Rao tapped her toes and turned into an afterimage, and she left Su Zhai in an instant.

A black shadow on the roof galloped and leaped in the moonlight, and the fiery snake underneath was like a dragon, converging in one direction from all directions amidst the loud beating of gongs and drums.

The cross alley was besieged tightly.

She found the tofu shop, jumped off the half-collapsed roof, and fell straight into the house.

A wall and a courtyard concealed her figure.

The flames outside the courtyard were blazing, and the voices of people were buzzing, as if in a busy city; inside the wall, there was a plank bed, two corpses, and the room was very cold.

The last glimmer of luck in Su Rao's heart burst when she saw the figure lying on the plank bed through the moonlight through the broken window!
"Father..."

The low voice of calling oozes from the depths of her throat accompanied by the smell of blood. It is as light as smoke and a bit dazed and numb. Her usual smiling and soft eyes are deep and deep in the darkness, and she only feels that the blood in her body moves An inch of it condensed into ice, and my stomach was cramped, and the river was overwhelmed.

After a while, she lifted her foot and walked towards him.

The distance is only five steps, each step is like stepping on the tip of a knife, the pain of gouging flesh and piercing pain makes people tremble all over...

After finally getting to the bedside, she deliberately skipped over the messy and bloody pictures, and just quietly looked down, looking down at the familiar face and eyebrows, feeling the pain in her heart.

Her father is obviously only in his forties, but his temples have already turned white with frost, and he looks like he is dying. Others only think that it is caused by illness, but they don't know that he is heartbroken and exhausted like oil. This look.

She originally thought that after this trouble was resolved, she would take her father away from this sad place and seek medical treatment to recuperate.

Go to see the flying snow in the north, drink the autumn moon in the South Lake, enjoy the Danxia and yellow sand in the west, and drink the wind and drunk the moon on the top of the east mountain.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and there is always a day of relief.

It's a pity it's too late, everything is too late!
I don't know how long it took, Su Rao's stiff and numb body suddenly moved, she slowly raised her hand, covering her face, and murmured softly between her fingers: "Father, you have been very tired these years, right?" ..."

"Sleep peacefully and leave the rest to me."

Ah Rao will not let you walk alone on the road to Huangquan!
At this moment, more and more people gathered outside the courtyard, and the voices of the people were in a turmoil. It was uncertain when the people from the government would arrive.

There was no time to be sad, she had to check the scene before that, so as not to destroy the traces left by the murderer.

thought here.

Su Rao tried her best to suppress the surging anger and killing intent in her heart, closed her eyes to calm down for a moment, and when she opened them again, there was only indifference and solemnity left.

Two dead, one is her father, the other...

Su Rao turned to look at the woman hanging under the beam.

——A dress was torn to shreds, bloodstains intertwined on the body, the loose hair half covered the swollen cheeks, reflecting a pair of staring round almond eyes, which shone with a gloomy and seductive cold light in this dark night!

At her feet, an overturned stool lay quietly.

When Su Rao glanced over it, she froze for a moment, then moved away to check other places on the scene.

Time is fleeting.

Midday on the moon.

She straightened up and looked out through the broken window as if she had a feeling. At the same time, there was a commotion outside the courtyard, the torches were separated towards the two sides, and the crowded crowd made way for a narrow path.

"What's the squeeze? Didn't you see the magistrate coming? Don't let him go!"

"My lord, please first."

"It's really hard for you to have such a big fight in the middle of the night, and I have to come here in person..."

Several yamen servants flattered one after another, scrambling to pass the lanterns in their hands forward to illuminate, and the thin old man who was arched in the middle by them yawned all over the place, holding his crooked official hat in his hand, walking straight like a snake, He waved his hands impatiently and said: "Stop arguing, it's causing headaches, hurry up and watch it, I can go back to sleep after watching it."

"Got it!"

The county magistrate casually found an old tree in the yard to take a nap against.

The foreman greeted several brothers who had just stepped over the threshold when they collided with the hanging female corpse.

The vicious and sinister eyes pierced the eyeballs like a sword full of poison, and before they could recover from the shock caused by the scene in front of them, a black shadow silently magnified behind the female corpse...

"Everyone..."

"Ah—ghost, there is a ghost!"

There were repeated screams, overwhelmed by this soft call, all the servants pulled out the long knives from their waists, and pressed them in front of them, pointing the coldly radiant blades in that direction, with a murderous aura, as if they wanted to stab the black shadow He was a mess, and he couldn't stop threatening and cursing.

The drowsy magistrate in the courtyard was startled when he heard the sound, he slammed his head on the tree, grinned his teeth in pain, and cursed angrily: "A bunch of trash, what are they screaming in the middle of the night, shameful things!"

"Yes, it's the subordinate who didn't do his job well enough to disturb your lord."

The foreman hurriedly turned his head and apologized for his crime, gathered himself together, and bravely sent the lantern forward.

The fire gradually lit up the house, he took a deep breath, and turned to scold the others: "Look, what kind of ghosts are there, it's all in your own mind..."

Before the word was out of the mouth, when he turned his head, he suddenly met the pair of cold pupils that suddenly protruded from behind the female corpse!

"I'm not……"

"Ghost!"

The squad leader let out a wail, and the lantern in his hand 'slapped' on the ground and burst into flames. He backed up several steps, and managed to stabilize his figure until his back was against the door panel.

The other yamen servants looked at each other in blank dismay, their legs twitching.

Behind the female corpse, a dark figure walked out slowly, and the outline gradually became clear in the depiction of the fire.

She was wearing a plain long dress with blue silk hanging down her waist. The pair of quiet eyes embedded in her pretty face were looking at them quietly, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and she sighed: "Everyone, it's not a ghost, it's a ghost." I, Su Rao!"

(End of this chapter)