The devil is coming

Chapter 273
Many people think that gray hair is actually not ugly. In fact, according to the aesthetics of later generations, a man with gray hair, as long as he does not look senile, will still look a little temperamental and have a strange kind of beauty.
When Zheng Fan drew comics in his previous life, he liked to use this method to create characters. He felt that this method could quickly and effectively highlight the character's temperament.
Furthermore, due to the popularity of various hair dyes in later generations, people tend to have a high degree of acceptance of hair of different colors.
But at this time, Marquis Jingnan,
his white hair,
It only shows a kind of desolation, a kind of sadness that cannot be greater than the death of the heart, a kind of dilapidation that even late autumn cannot create.
No matter what temperament, what image, or any of these, they can't describe the shocking feeling after seeing it.
Zheng Fan's chest seemed to be blocked by a stone, tightly blocked.
For a long time, Zheng Fan had been "performing" himself appropriately when facing Tian Wujing.
Be intimate and domestic with the person in charge, not overstepping the rules, but not being aloof, making him feel that you belong to him while laughing and scolding, and let him know that you also know how to measure your limits.
But at this time, Zheng Fan did not hide. Whether he was too lazy to go or felt it was unnecessary, Zheng Fan didn't know. He just took a few steps forward and then looked behind the threshold.
for a while,
Road:
"Master Hou?"
The Marquis replied calmly:
"She fell asleep."
There was no sadness, no confusion, and no hysteria in Mr. Hou's eyes. He was very calm, but this calmness was like the silence before a volcano erupts.
If you ignore the gray hair that fell overnight, he seems to be the same person without any changes.
But Zheng Fan knows that the sorrow of some people is that,
He is too strong and powerful. This is no longer the mask on his face, because the mask has become one with his face.
The sadness is that when you want to express your sadness, you have forgotten how to do it.
You can only sit on the threshold like this and sit there all night.
You have stripped that emotion out of your body early. You feel that you will never use it again in your life. You feel that it is just a burden to you.
But you don't expect that one day, you will find that you need it more than ever.
It can tell you whether to cry, shout, or be angry, without making you feel helpless and at a loss like a child who has just learned to walk and is confused and anxious about what lies ahead.
Even the people around you don't know how to comfort you, and no one dares to comfort you.They are used to your lack of need, and they are also used to your presence standing in front of thousands of people.
You are isolated from this world, a suffocating isolation.
Tian Wujing stretched out his hand and waved at Zheng Fan.
Anyone else, facing Tian Wujing at this moment, might have knelt down in fear or fled in panic;
After all, an angry lion is really not as scary as a lion on the edge of anger. God knows how it will react when it becomes extremely forbearing and becomes furious.
Zheng Fan walked over,
Tian Wujing did not speak.
Zheng Fan didn't speak either.
At this position, Zheng Fan saw a coffin placed inside.
Tian Wujing continued to sit there,
Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to walk in.
The atmosphere here is stagnant.
Finally, Zheng Fan took a deep breath and slowly knelt down on one knee facing Tian Wujing.
Tian Wujing turned his face and looked at Zheng Fan who was kneeling in front of him.
The two looked at each other;
A majestic pressure came towards Zheng Fan. It was a kind of scrutiny from the soul level. The invisible pressure made the magic pill in Zheng Fan's chest begin to tremble slightly.
do my best.
Zheng Fan gritted his teeth.
directly:
"Master Marquis, I want to know how Madam died!"
"She just fell asleep. She waited too long for me to come back, so she fell asleep first."
It's hard for you to imagine that Tian Wujing would say such a thing.
What do you need to do with him at this time?
If he is not Tian Wujing, you can pour cold water on him, you can yell at him, you can even step forward and slap him awake.
But just because he is Tian Wujing, others dare not,
Zheng Fan,
Neither dare.
Because the emperor's new clothes can only be effective if the emperor wears them.
Zheng Fan slowly opened his mouth,
Every word he said now might very well lead to his head being smashed by Tian Wujing's punch at the next moment.
The magic pill cannot be stopped at all.
But Zheng Fan felt that he should say something and try to do something.
When people in rural areas hold funerals and have drinks, neighbors and relatives with whom they have a good relationship will spontaneously go there a day or two in advance to help out.
Is this seeking death?
right,
seek death.
Zheng Fan opened his mouth and said:
"Master Hou...child...child...son..."
Zheng Fan could clearly feel that his teeth were chattering and he was speaking intermittently.
He was walking on a tightrope, and there was a cliff beneath him.
It's not that I haven't walked the tightrope before, but it was to pursue some kind of benefit, but now, I really don't want anything, and I really don't want to ask for anything.
Zheng Fan felt that he hadn't been this pure for a long time.
Purely seeking death.
Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan,
Look this time,
Not the same as before.
Before, Tian Wujing's eyes were calm no matter what he was feeling, but now, there were clear emotions in his eyes.
He is restraining,
He has been restrained,
a volcano,
He has been restraining his outbursts,
And unfortunately,
Zheng Fan’s words,
All the previous restraint was about to be turned into nothing.
Zheng Fan lowered his head,
But my heart immediately dropped,
paralyzed,
If you want to die a big death, just die a big death.
Anyway, you, Tian Wujing, have saved my life several times. If it doesn’t work anymore, I’ll give it back to you!
"Mr. Marquis, Madam is gone, you have to be sure whether this matter will be investigated or not!
Or perhaps, Lord Marquis, you already have an idea in mind, but I want you to be more precise!
If you don’t check, Mr. Marquis..."
"How are you?"
"I...I'll check it out myself. I've never been a father in my entire life. I finally had hope, but now he's gone inexplicably. I'm not convinced!"
Speaking of which,
Zheng Fan simply raised his head, breathing heavily, his voice getting louder and louder, almost shouting:
"Those who are suspected are arrested and interrogated. If there are clues, they are asked to investigate. They go through a sieve from top to bottom, inside and outside. If there is not one round, then two rounds. I don't believe it. Such a big thing. It would have no clue at all.
No matter what, you can't be like you, Mr. Hou, sitting here and calling Madam to sleep!
Mr. Marquis, you are a man. I have always admired you, but the way you are now really makes your subordinates look down on you.
Sir, your pregnant wife has been killed. You should be so heartbroken that you should live and die. It’s understandable that you want to live and die and follow your wife and children, but at the very least, you have to wait until your revenge is avenged before committing suicide. Just wipe your neck! "
After shouting this,
Zheng Fan felt happy,
So cool.
After the pleasure is over, there is only emptiness left, so just die.
When Zheng Fan finished speaking, there was silence.
Tian Wujing slowly stretched out his hand, and Zheng Fan shuddered.
Tian Wujing's hand grabbed Zheng Fan's shoulder.
Zheng Fan was waiting for his shoulder to be crushed, but it didn't happen.
Tian Wujing turned around and glanced at the coffin behind him.
Road:
"Help me find the child."
"Child?" Zheng Fan was stunned.
"Juanzi was stabbed through the stomach with a sword."
"That………"
"I checked Juanzi's body and found that there was another stitched hole on her stomach."
"This………"
"Juanzi gave birth to the child before going to Tianhu Mountain, but there was no child in the house."
Zheng Fan's mind was a little confused, no, what on earth is going on!
"Master Marquis, madam, why do you want to go to Tianhu Mountain?"
The accident happened in Tianhu Mountain.
This is also the most puzzling thing about Zheng Fan. Ordinary people would naively think that the Marquise went to Tianhu Mountain to pray for the Marquis who was away on an expedition.
But who is Dujuan? Is she the kind of ordinary woman who only knows how to pray to gods and worship Buddha?
Why did she leave the Hou Mansion and go to Tianhu Mountain outside Litian City?
and,
Probably before going up the mountain,
She gave birth to the child by force first.
A woman who has just given birth, a woman who had her own caesarean section and sutures, still wants to go up the mountain?
why?
There was no caesarean section in ancient times, but midwives in ancient times did use a knife or scissors to cut open the pregnant woman's belly and take out the baby when the baby was difficult to deliver and decided to keep it small.
Du Juan is not an ordinary woman, she has cultivation skills, but that kind of pain...
So, she knew she might die, so she gave birth to the child first. Did she go up the mountain to seek death?
"The prince in the palace is here and settled in Tianhu Mountain."
When Zheng Fan heard this, his head immediately buzzed.
He had also heard of the Grand Master mentioned by the eunuchs in the Imperial Palace of Yanjing. That Grand Master was a Qigong practitioner. He was injured and physically disabled while trying to save the late Emperor's family in the early years. Since then, he has been Wei Zhonghe lived in the deep palace and taught the eunuchs how to refine qi. Wei Zhonghe was also the apprentice of that prince.
Dayan's Secret Intelligence Department has both fans and qigong practitioners. On the surface, Wei Zhonghe is in charge of the Secret Intelligence Department, but in a real sense, the actual leader of the Secret Intelligence Department is the Grand Master.
Tian Wujing said slowly:
"I thought my heart would never hurt again in this life, but I was wrong."
Zheng Fan said a little confused:
"Then, yes, yes, it is Your Majesty..."
Is Emperor Yan crazy?
What was he thinking about attacking the heirs of Marquis Jingnan at this time!
Tian Wujing shook his head,
"I don't know, but if the master doesn't come here, Juanzi, she won't go up the mountain.
I sit here and wait, and I will wait here for a day, waiting for him to come down the mountain, waiting for him to come over, waiting for him, and giving me an explanation. "
"What if... what if he... doesn't come down?"
Hear this question,
Tian Wujing replied calmly:
"Then the Jingnan Army will be called...Jingnan Army."
(End of this chapter)