deadly mantra

Chapter 90 Another Murder Case

That night.

The night is dark.

As soon as Ji Fanyin walked into Liushuang Pavilion, she noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere.

She took a few steps forward and saw Feng Xiaoyao sitting on the edge of Tinghan Pond, facing the door.

He was still wearing boots on his feet, so he was soaking in the water, staring at the scattered water patterns on the water, in a daze.

A feeling of sadness hung heavily on his head.

On weekdays, his precious sword bag, which looked like something else, was left casually on the ground, with the exposed sword hilt pressed against the blood-stained outer robe.

Ji Fanyin walked behind him, and when she was on the first floor, she saw that Shui Qingchen's door was open, but there was no one inside.

Back upstairs, Ji Fanyin first changed into clean clothes, picked up the snow pear on the table, took a bite, walked to the window, and looked down.

Feng Xiaoyao was like a lost dog, with his head lowered and motionless.

The goldfish in the pond circled around his ankle, and then circled around.

"What's wrong with Feng Benben?" Ji Fanyin muttered to himself.

She put the pear core on the table, picked up two snow pears, walked down the stairs, and walked slowly to Feng Xiaoyao's side.

Glancing at the blood stains on the clothes on the ground, Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows suspiciously and sat down next to Feng Xiaoyao.

"Would you like to eat?" She handed over a snow pear.

Feng Xiaoyao came back to his senses in a daze, stared at Xue Li for a while, then suddenly turned pale, turned his head and said "Wow", retching as if he wanted to vomit out his stomach.

Ji Fanyin was even more confused. She put her little hand on his back, patted him hard a few times, and asked:
"What did you see? That disgusted you so much?"

"I...blood...bag..." Thinking of the scene in the evening, Feng Xiaoyao started retching again.

At first he wanted to endure it, but the more he didn't want to think about it, the more clearly the unforgettable scene appeared in front of his eyes.

That pool of blood, that pool of corpses.

That breath of death that makes one's hair stand on end.

Feng Xiaoyao closed her eyes tightly in pain, veins popped up on her forehead, and cold sweat flowed down drop by drop.

From retching to coughing, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

A bone-chilling chill spread from his heart to his limbs.

"Cough cough cough..."

His desperate coughing method startled Ji Fanyin, and she turned around and shouted:

"Chenchen! Shui Qingchen! Chenchen!"

While Feng Xiaoyao was breathing heavily, she grabbed Ji Fanyin's sleeve, pulled it down, and said hoarsely:

"Brother Qingchen is at the Yamen. He...he's not here."

yamen?Stained with blood?Stay late at night.

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment:
"What happen to you guys?"

Feng Xiaoyao gasped, his chest rising and falling. He tried hard to adjust his emotions and breath, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Bao Jing and him... Bao Jing and him..."

"What's wrong with Bao Jingtong?"

Feng Xiaoyao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, her eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor and she said complicatedly:

"he died."

"Dead?" Ji Fanyin was slightly surprised.

Feng Xiaoyao nodded heavily and said:

"Yes."

Ji Fanyin's eyes rolled slightly.died?

Bao Jingtong is dead?
When I separated from him in the evening, he was still fine.

It had only been a few hours, why did he die suddenly?
Could it be that... on the way home, I met someone seeking revenge?
Ji Fanyin looked at Feng Xiaoyao, a little unsure as to who the sadness in his eyes was for.

So she asked:
"How did Bao Jingtong die?"

Feng Xiaoyao's face turned pale again, and turned livid again, and his whole body was shaking, as if he remembered something terrible and extremely angry, and his whole body was tense and depressed.

"He was killed!"

Feng Xiaoyao said with an almost resentful tone and gritted his teeth:
"It's that thug! The thug who committed the Yongchang tragedy! Fortunately, I thought before that that person was a great hero doing justice for heaven. Unexpectedly, he was still staying in Qixia City! Not only did he murder Bao Jingtong, but he also brought Bao Jingtong to justice. Jingtong’s death was blamed on Baozi! Brother Qingchen was taken away by the Yamen people because of this incident!”

Ji Fanyin's right eyelid twitched suddenly:
"What did you say? What happened to Chenchen?"

Feng Xiaoyao was startled by Ji Fanyin's eyes:
"I... Baozi and I chased Bao Jingtong out of the back door of Ji Mansion. We smelled the smell of blood, so we chased after him. As a result, we saw... I saw Bao Jingtong's head hanging on a tree. His body... no, there was only a pile of bones left in his body, mixed with flesh and blood. The scene was extremely... brutal and bloody..."

He seemed to be trying desperately to endure, clenching his fists tightly, and said with difficulty:

"The way he died was exactly the same as the death methods of the several bodyguards from the Yongchang Escort Bureau. They were both killed by someone. Since the incident occurred not far from Ji's Mansion, it will be Mr. Ji's birthday in a few days. In addition, "Shang, the people who are guests in the Ji Mansion today are all very important people. Out of these considerations, the government officials quickly sealed off the place after arriving at the scene."

Having said this, he held his trembling hands tightly, turned to look at Ji Fanyin, and said:

"Baozi and I are witnesses at the crime scene and have an obligation to cooperate with the government's investigation. However, Brother Qingchen is worried that we have not come back. If you come back first and can't see us, you will be worried, so tell the government officials The person is the corpse he and Baozi found together. Let me come back first, he and Baozi followed Huang Leiming back to the Yamen to make notes. "

Ji Fanyin frowned, and a cold light as sharp as a knife flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to pick up Shui Qingchen." She stood up and said.

"No need, Brother Qingchen is back."

After an anxious pace, Ji Fanyin turned back suspiciously:

"Say it again? Where is Shui Qingchen?"

Feng Xiaoyao raised his arm, pointed behind Ji Fanyin, and said with a pale face:
"Brother Qingchen, aren't you right there?"

Hearing the sound, Ji Fanyin turned around subconsciously, followed the direction of his finger, and looked over anxiously.

I saw Shui Qingchen walking from the corridor, dressed in blue and white robes, with a body like a jade tree and a face like a crown of jade. He was astonished.

His deep black eyes fell on Ji Fanyin's face, taking in the worry in her eyes.

The feeling that had been stuffy in my heart for a day suddenly felt relieved.

Walking over casually, Shui Qingchen handed the calming tea in his hand to Feng Xiaoyao, raised his eyes, looked at Ji Fanyin, and asked with a smile:

"came back?"

That tone was like asking a playful child to finally know he was going home.

Ji Fanyin's cheeks turned red and she looked away awkwardly:

"Just now Feng Benben said that you went to the Yamen."

Shui Qingchen smiled clearly, understood the concern in her eyes, and explained:
"It's just a small matter, don't worry, I'm fine. But don't go out alone these days."

Ji Fanyin raised her head in surprise and stared at his face:

"why?"

Shui Qingchen smiled, his expression peaceful, as if what he said was just a commonplace sentence:
"Qixia City has not been peaceful recently, and two people who should not be underestimated have appeared."

Feng Xiaoyao exclaimed: "Two?"

Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows lightly, unlike Feng Xiaoyao who was shocked: "Two?"

Shui Qingchen smiled, as if no matter how big the matter was, it was not worth mentioning in front of him, so he just answered the question with a "hmm" without explaining too much.

Ji Fanyin knew that his detachment was not a deliberate gesture, but an indifferent attitude revealed from the heart.

She was not someone who liked to ask questions, but as it related to his opinion, she still asked:
"Feng Benben said that the way Bao Jingtong died was the same as that of those people from the Yongchang Escort Bureau. How can you be sure that they were two people?"

(End of this chapter)