Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 646 A Coffin and a Pot of Ashes
"In the end, Master Su is quick to react."

Hu Jian lowered his eyes and smiled at the paper ashes in the copper basin. He reached out his hand to stir it with great interest, twisted the ashes with his fingertips and said softly: "Paper money is naturally burned for the dead."

Su Rao saw that his eyebrows were drooping, his smile gradually widened, his shoulders shrugged slightly, as if he was trying to suppress something.

wrong.

There must be something wrong.

She exhausted her emotions and quickly sorted out the things after entering the mansion. She didn't notice anything unusual, and then went to see Hu Jian...

Along the copper basin upwards, the old painted table case, three incense sticks inserted in the animal-patterned copper stove with both ears, have been burned to the end, and the ashes of the incense are crumbling...

further up...

On the shiny black tablet, it reads 'Test the Spiritual Position of Hu's Xiangming first', Su Rao's pupils shrank suddenly, and a thought flashed by, before she could make a sound, Gai Heng hissed and screamed: "He, Why is he here..."

"Where else would the dead be?"

Hu Jian said calmly, not forgetting to turn his head and smile at Gai Heng, "How about it, are you two satisfied with this surprise?"

"That's your dear father!"

Gai Heng looked at him in disbelief, got up and threw himself in front of Hu Jian, grabbed his collar and pulled him up from the futon, "Where is he? What did you do to him!"

"Of course people want you to find it yourself, otherwise I will tell you everything. Isn't this scene very boring?"

Hu Jian was grabbed by his neckline, his fist was on his throat, his breathing was not smooth, and his speech was intermittent, but he didn't take Gai Heng's anger to heart at all, instead he smiled cruelly: "Master Gai, people are just In the mansion, you have to act faster, if you are a stick of incense late, the gods will not be able to save him when they come."

"Beasts!"

Gai Heng pushed him away, without hesitation, strode out of the ancestral hall, and went to find someone to search the house.

Hu Jian staggered back two steps, supporting the incense case and barely maintaining his figure.

He raised his hand to loosen the neckline, let out a long breath, and said to Su Rao: "Master Su, don't you go out and find someone? After all, he is an official ordered by the court. If he dies again, it will be even more difficult for Jingzhao Mansion to do business."

"There is no one to be found outside."

Su Rao stood up, looked around, and then walked towards the back of the ancestral hall, "You kill those people and watch them die under torture, so how can you make an exception for the chief culprit who created you?"

There is a hall behind the ancestral hall.

There is a coffin in the middle of the main room, it is tightly covered, it is very eye-catching in this empty room.

Footsteps came from behind: "It's not in vain that I value you so much, you guessed it right again."

Su Rao ignored him, with luck in her hands, she pressed the coffin lid and pushed it violently, the lid flew out and hit the opposite wall, splitting into pieces in an instant.

She poked her head to look inside the coffin.

A man was lying curled up on his side in a pool of blood. His eyes and mouth were dripping with blood. On the side of his neck, there was a wound that was as long as a finger, and the flesh was flying and oozing blood.

Under him, it was already bright red.

Su Rao stretched out her hand to touch it, and the surface of the body was still warm, but her breathing and pulse stopped completely, and she was already dead...

Counting the time, the man died before they arrived at the Hu Mansion.

Looking at the corpse, she frowned.

still too late...

"How about it, my technique is not bad."

Hu Jian stretched his elbows by the side of the coffin, as if admiring a fine handicraft, his eyes lingered on every part of his body bit by bit.

"I have specifically observed that after this position was injured, the bleeding was neither fast nor slow. He could feel the blood flowing through his body, and his body began to feel cold and tingling. He tried his best to press the wound but he couldn't stop the pace of death. "

"Death is not scary, but the waiting process is the scariest. This is the ending I arranged for him four years ago."

Su Rao was silent for a long time, then changed her voice: "Who was the first person you killed?"

"Didn't you examine all the corpses in Jingzhao Mansion?"

Hu Jian thought of something, and the smile at the end of his eyes faded.

Su Rao shook her head and said, "That's just the earliest skeleton excavated by Jingzhao Mansion, it's not the first dead one."

"Why do you think so?"

"That person is the key to your murderous path. It should be very important to you, not these unrelated people."

Su Rao raised her eyes lightly, and asked as if chatting normally: "Where is your mother's bones?"

Time seems to stand still.

Hu Jian's body was stiff, his expression was fixed on his face. After an unknown amount of time, he turned his head slowly, his neck creaked, and his voice was hoarse: "How do you know?"

"I wasn't sure at first, I just lied to you, but now it's confirmed."

For him to have such deep hatred and obsession, there must be a deep bond between the two. Just now she noticed that there was another one next to Hu Xiangming's tablet.

It was he who made his wife.

After Su Rao's words stunned Hu Jian, he smiled wryly and shook his head, "You are so wise and close to a demon, I don't know how you grow up like this when you are so young."

"You guessed it right, her death was indeed the beginning of all this."

"Now we should talk about the unanswered question."

He talks a lot, Su Rao just needs to listen quietly.

"If we want to talk about this, we have to mention a person. His name is Hu Zhou. Xiao Zhou's Zhou is my elder brother. He is smart since he was a child, and he can learn everything quickly. He can quickly draw inferences from one instance and learn from others."

"The Hu family raised him as a master and placed high hopes on him."

"At that time, my brother was kind and my parents were loving. I also had a very happy time. Later, my brother went out to study and was caught in a storm when he was sailing south. Unfortunately, he died."

"Since then, everything has changed."

When Hu Jian talked about this, his tone was calm, and only when he exhaled could he feel the sadness.

"They became irritable and became more and more harsh on me. My father scolded me as a rotten wood, and I was useless. If I lacked in my homework, I would fight with each other. After my mother lost her son, she became insane and cried all day long. Looking for death and life."

"The two are growing apart."

"I tried my best to imitate my brother's appearance and wanted to support the family, but what I got in return was 'stubborn, extremely stupid'. I was promoted to Shaoyin, thinking he could praise me, but he said 'flattery, crooked ways' .”

"You know what I hate about him the most?"

Hu Jian tilted his head to look at Su Rao, Su Rao shook his head, he sneered and said, "I hate him the most for being mediocre, but he always looks down on me. What right does he have to look down on me?"

"My mother is crazy too."

He patted the edge of the coffin, heavier and heavier, and couldn't hide the anger that was about to burst out: "You know that I served tea and water for several years, and she rarely said anything to me when she was sober?"

His eyes were burning with fire, bloodshot and ferocious.

Word by word, as fierce as grinding teeth and sucking blood.

"She said, 'If only you were the one who died.'"

(End of this chapter)