There is more than one murderer.
After digesting Shi Dai's inference, Yan Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly felt enlightened: "It makes sense."
His mind was spinning: "But...how do we determine which people are Heart-Zhantakus?"
There are too many suspects.
It's difficult to single out one person, let alone find all the hidden murderers among the unfamiliar faces.
Shida held up her chin: "Big problem."
Her hair was messy, and the strands of hair were lightly curled, hanging beside her small ears, like a few strokes of ink on rice paper.
When illuminated by candlelight, a fluid color like golden powder flows out, which is very eye-catching.
Jiang Baiyan glanced over and said lightly: "If I were the murderer——"
He withdrew his gaze: "After entering the illusion, you must disguise your identity and follow the deceased."
Yan Qinghuan was stunned: "Why?"
"The orphan adopted by Cui Yanming has a blood feud with Baili."
Jiang Baiyan smiled: "In the fantasy world, the sinners of the past died one after another. Those who still have one life left must be filled with fear."
For example, Ye Wanxing.
After seeing the tragic corpses one after another, her mind collapsed, and she made a tearful confession in the Blood Pool Hell.
As both seeking revenge, Jiang Baiyan could guess what the murderers were thinking.
Facing the killers who massacred the Jiang Mansion back then, he especially loved to see their miserable state of embarrassment and struggle to survive.
Yan Qinghuan suddenly touched his palms: "The murderer wants to see with his own eyes how Baili's family is desperate."
The public display of the prison car and the ringing of the bell for judgment are not only punishment for the criminal, but also a psychological deterrent to other people.
It may be a comfort for the murderers to watch their enemies gradually become panicked and become hysterical due to fear.
"Stay with the dead—"
Yan Qinghuan opened his eyes wide, but felt that his reaction was too eye-catching, lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Aren't you with us?"
They had met Bai Lijin, and Ye Wanxing was always with them.
How many murderers were there among the people traveling with them?It can't be two, three or even more!
The more he thought about it, the more goosebumps he got. Yan Qinghuan felt a chill and rubbed his arms wildly.
Nie Zhan thought for a while, then raised his bright black eyes: "No, I still can't guess who the murderer is. Can the scope be narrowed down?"
"In the first round of Tongzhu Hell, those who were directly teleported together were Sister Liushuang and Song Ting, Ye Wanxing and Qing'er."
Shi Dai calmed down and thought carefully: "In the second round, those who can exchange alibi are Ye Wanxing and Qing'er, Nie Zhan and us, Sister Liushuang and Song Ting."
"In the third round, Song Ting was told separately. Together with Nie Zhan, Qin Jiujiu, Aunt Qingzhi, Qing'er and Ye Wanxing, we testified against each other."
Shi Dai said: "In the fourth round, the housekeeper is with us, and Qing'er is spread."
"It sounds like this," Yan Qinghuan felt fishy, "Song Ting and Qing'er are very strange."
Song Ting claimed to know a little about the formation technique and took them to the place where the formation eye was, where they met the man in black robe.
The man in black robe did not want him to destroy the formation. For this reason, Song Ting was sent away from everyone and went to a remote corner alone.
What if Song Ting himself was one of the murderers behind the scenes, creating a scene where the thief shouted to catch the thief, and then escaped to kill people?
The play was performed so naturally that no one could doubt it.
And Qinger.
Her alibi was too good. Except for the final hell, she stayed with Ye Wanxing from beginning to end.
However, when Ye Wanxing died, Qing'er disappeared.
Shi Dai didn't say anything more, she lowered her eyes and thought quietly, her eyelashes half-lengthened, covering them with mottled shadows.
She didn't speak, and the others didn't say much either. They were each thinking about different things, and the surroundings fell silent for a while.
Saying too much now and being overheard by the murderer is tantamount to alerting the enemy.
Before Zhen'Esi arrived, Shi Dai decided to remain silent.
When she was concentrating on thinking, she looked different from usual softness and elegance, her eyes were gloomy, like brilliant and hidden pearls.
Jiang Baiyan looked at her for a moment and whispered: "Thank you Wulang for your hand."
"Ah."
Shi Dai turned her head to look at him and slightly raised her lips: "He is the most suspicious."
In her heart, she already regarded Xie Wulang as the definite murderer.
Shi Yunsheng's ears twitched, and Baba looked at them.
Jiang Baiyan stood beside her holding his sword, while Shi Dai remained sitting, completely covered by his shadow.
There is a faint cold fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose.
She liked the smell and sniffed it out of habit: "I suspect that Ye Wanxing's fall into the pool of blood was deliberately designed by the murderers."
Although Ye Wanxing was devastated, Shi Dai thought it was unlikely that he would fall into such an obvious pool of blood.
What's more, she happened to be rescued by Xie Wulang.
"Ye Wanxing said that one of the children adopted by Cui Yanming loves to practice swordsmanship."
Shi Dai whispered: "If you practice swordsmanship all year round... you will have very obvious calluses on your hands, right?"
When Zhen'Esi comes, they will most likely check everyone's palms.
Putting it into perspective, if she were the murderer practicing the sword, she would definitely not want to be seen.
Calluses cannot be erased, so instead of making up lame excuses...
Once there is a wound on the hand, wouldn't it be possible to hide the knife cocoon when the flesh and blood are blurred?
Most places in the fantasy world are not dangerous, and the most suitable place is undoubtedly the Blood Pool Prison.
Putting his hand into the blood for no reason would naturally arouse suspicion, so he used Ye Wanxing as a cover to give Xie Wulang a reasonable motive.
"Ye Wanxing didn't say who pushed her down."
After sorting out the logical chain in her mind, Shi Dai whispered: "I tend to believe that the formation master who set up the illusion tampered with her and made her fall into the blood pool - the formation master can control everything in the illusion."
At this time, Xie Wulang stepped forward and staged a rescue drama, so it would not be out of the ordinary.
"So," Jiang Baiyan nodded, "among the people traveling with Ye Wanxing at that time, there was probably an formation master."
When Ye Wanxing fell into the pond, Xie Wulang and Qing'er were the only ones beside him.
Xie Wulang wanted to hide the calluses on his hands, so his identity was temporarily designated as a swordsman, a candidate for the formation master——
Shi Dai raised her eyebrows and glanced at Qing'er in the distance.
She was so scared that she shivered and followed Baili Qingzhi, her oval face as pale as paper.
"Although it's just a guess," Shi Dai sighed, "Let's continue to push this idea."
If you make a mistake, just try again.
She pondered for a while and whispered softly: "As for Song Ting..."
Song Ting's existence is very embarrassing.
Let's say he was one of the murderers. He honestly took them to the center of the formation and almost broke the illusion.
Let’s say he is innocent…
The matter of tracking the formation eye sounds like a trick to gain trust.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Shi Dai rubbed her cold cheeks, her voice became lower, as if she was whispering to Jiang Baiyan: "I think Song Ting is an outsider."
Jiang Baiyan sat down next to her: "Why?"
"Do you remember when we saw the man in black robe in front of the formation?"
Shi Dai said: "At that time, he had his back to us and was motionless guarding the formation - if you and Sister Liushuang make a surprise attack, you might be able to successfully capture him."
Judging from the state of the black-robed man at that time, he didn't notice them at all.
What happened next?
Qin Jiujiu cut out his shadow puppets and hooded him. When he was about to approach the black-robed man, all the shadow puppets collapsed.
"At first glance, it looks like the man in black robe sensed murderous intent and easily neutralized Qin Jiujiu's offensive."
Shi Dai frowned: "But is the man in black robe really that strong? Can he scatter the shadow puppets without even raising his arm?"
As the No. 1 player in the martial arts competition, Qin Jiujiu has passed all levels and is very strong.
Taking "there are many accomplices in the case" as the premise, Shi Dai deduced a brand new possibility.
The man in black robe was indeed unaware of their approach. Qin Jiujiu summoned the shadow puppet to remind him and inform him.
The collapse of the shadow puppets was just an illusion she directed and acted on her own.
As long as Qin Jiujiu withdraws his spiritual energy, the black shadow will naturally cease to exist.
"and……"
After a slight hesitation, Shi Dai looked at the people at the table.
The woman with heavy makeup who came from a separate family cried and her eyes turned red. The little maids were in a mess, surrounding her and hurriedly comforting her.
Qin Jiujiu's expression was indifferent and he was playing with shadow puppets with his head down.
The candlelight couldn't shine into her eyes. From Shi Dai's perspective, there was an unfathomable secret inside.
Song Ting was bored and stood by the window looking at the moon.
Behind him were the noisy cries and shouts of people, but he didn't pay attention. A clear shadow was drawn by the moonlight.
Also yawned.
Xie Wulang had a kind face and kind eyes, and patiently calmed down the uneasy guests. He wrapped a black cloth around his palm to cover the blood stains.
Nie Zhan was sitting lazily not far away and noticed Shi Dai looking at him, her ponytail swaying slightly, and she glanced at him with a smile.
Shi Dai also smiled at him.
In the first round of Tongzhu Hell, Baili Xiao was stabbed through the heart.
When most people haven't joined together, almost everyone can kill him.
What happens after the murderer kills him?
Being the first to take action means that everything after that is a safe period.
He could have acted like a normal person and acted like it had nothing to do with him——
It is best to find one or two people who are traveling with you and stay together from beginning to end to use as alibi.
There is zero suspicion.
But it is also the biggest suspect.
Qing'er, Xie Wulang, Qin Jiujiu, Nie Zhan.
Is there anyone else?
With her fingertips tapping on the table, Shi Dai lowered her eyes and thought quietly.
She currently suspects four people, and those who died also happen to be four.
Qing'er only has a blank period in the fourth round. If she is one of the murderers, she will most likely kill Ye Wanxing.
Qin Jiujiu was not present in both the first and second rounds.
Considering Nie Zhan as the murderer in the first round, Qin Jiujiu could only be placed in the second round.
The remaining Xie Wulang met them in the middle and late third round.
In the first half, he had plenty of time to kill Bai Lijin.
Thinking about it this way... it actually works?
The soft back straightened suddenly, Shi Dai's almond-shaped eyes became rounder, and she blinked her curled eyelashes.
Perhaps her expression of sudden realization was really interesting, and Jiang Baiyan let out a soft laugh: "Do you know who it is?"
Shi Dai had no confidence: "Sixty percent...? I'm not sure."
Except for Xie Wulang's injured right hand, which is very suspicious, the other suspects are all speculation.
The murderer arranged the case so tightly that it was difficult to find useful clues.
The murderer in the first round may not be Nie Zhan. After all, there are still a large number of maids and servants at the scene.
We have to wait for Zhen'Esi to investigate one by one before we can make a final conclusion.
In the fantasy world, her mouth was so tired that Shi Dai drank the cold tea in one gulp. She figured out the clues to the case and felt refreshed.
I wanted to say something more, but I was caught off guard when a refreshing breeze blew by my side.
A very clean smell, different from Jiang Baiyan's snow-like coldness, like the scent of soap.
"Miss Shi."
Nie Zhan couldn't hide his curiosity: "What did you talk about?"
He wears a simple blue coat without fancy patterns, his black hair is tied high, and his voice is pleasant, conveying an irresistible sense of purity and transcendence.
It's easy to feel good about it.
"Nothing useful came out of the conversation."
Shi Dai smiled: "There are too many people involved in the case. I think everyone is suspected."
Since Zhen'Esi didn't come, she didn't plan to get to the bottom of it, otherwise she might make the murderer angry and cause some trouble.
"Too."
Nie Zhan smiled and his eyes wandered around the table: "Miss Shi, is there no one you are particularly suspicious of?"
Shi Dai responded half-seriously: "Butler, right? He didn't join us until the Evil Mirror Hell. He might have been doing something before."
"indeed."
Nie Zhan nodded: "I just asked several attendants, and they were all told together in twos and threes. Their confessions were a complete mess."
Is this hinting to her that there are more people suspected?
During the conversation, rustling footsteps could be heard outside the house.
Through the window lattice, one can see the crowds of people, nearly 20 people came, and the momentum was quite high.
Zhen'esi from Yuezhou has arrived.
Her tense heart relaxed, Shi Dai curled her knuckles and probed further:
"There was a child who practiced swordsmanship since he was a child. If he were here today, and if we check everyone's palms later, we should be able to find his calluses, right?"
Nie Zhan responded with a smile: "This is a good method."
It's a pity that the murderer thought ahead and strangled him in the cradle.
Shi Dai looked at him and raised a small arc at the corner of her mouth.
She was actually a little nervous.
This kind of tension is not the fear of facing the suspect, but the uneasiness, uneasiness, and eagerness to know the truth, which makes the heart beat faster.She is much more courageous than when she first came to Dazhao.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Zhen'Esi to find out all the murderers."
Shi Dai said: "The first round of killings is the hardest to find, right?"
Nie Zhan raised his lips: "Why do you say this?"
Several figures poured in from the corridor, and the killing intent swept over them like a tsunami, with a fierce momentum.
The leader showed his cards and spoke in a sonorous tone: "Zhen'Esi is handling the case."
Jiang Baiyan remained silent and gently stroked the hilt of Duan Shui's sword.
He saw Shi Dai's temptation. In this confrontation, no matter what, Nie Zhan couldn't hurt her at all.
Because before that, Duanshui would cut Nie Zhan's neck.
"The first murderer is the easiest to hide his identity."
Staring into Nie Zhan's eyes, Shi Dai joked: "For example, in the illusion, you have always been with me, except for the brief blank period in the first Tongzhu Prison."
She recalled the scene when she saw Nie Zhan.
The young man's black hair was swaying and his eyes were like stars. He smiled and greeted her.
"If we meet in Tongzhu Prison."
Shi Dai said softly: "You... just finished killing someone?"
A tongue-in-cheek hypothesis.
After hearing this, Nie Zhan actually laughed: "Me? Didn't Miss Shi say that there is more than one murderer? Who else do you think besides me?"
It's also an inappropriate tone of ridicule.
Both of them understood that the confrontation was not as peaceful and easy as it seemed on the surface.
Like a taut bow string, I don’t know when to shoot the arrow.
Officials from Zhen'Esi filed in.
Nie Zhan thought about something, looked at Shi Dai, and laughed dumbly.
It turned out that she was waiting for Zhenesi to come.
It was the right time to tell him this.
"You, Qin Jiujiu, Xie Wulang, Qing'er."
Slowing down her breathing, Shi Dai looked at him intently: "How much is correct and how much is missing?"
In an instant, a biting chill rose from his tailbone and went straight into his head, making Nie Zhan tremble slightly.
Not from Shi Dai, but from the people around her.
Jiang Baiyan had a plain face and a polite and reserved smile. He clearly had a beautiful face, but his eyes were shockingly cold.
The long sword was held in his arms. As long as Nie Zhan showed any signs of harming Shi Dai, he would unsheath it.
In the illusion, Nie Zhan had seen his powerful ability to defeat ghosts with one sword.
Nie Zhan smiled helplessly and answered the question: "Those people from the Baili family deserve to die, don't they?"
Until this moment, the aura surrounding him suddenly changed.
The smile faded, and the narrow, dark eyes were filled with sharp energy.
Shi Dai guessed that there was more than one person in Zhanxin Knife, and also told the names of all the accomplices. When she told Zhen Esi, they could not escape.
Nie Zhan didn't want to hide anymore.
Shi Dai nodded: "Yes."
This answer made Nie Zhan startled.
He heard that Shi Dai and others were from Zhen'es, Chang'an, and thought she would reprimand him condescendingly.
There was no extra expression on Shi Dai's face, and she asked curiously: "Why don't you tell the government what the Baili family did?"
"No evidence."
Nie Zhan shrugged: "They did it very cleanly, including the deaths of Bailice and Uncle Cui."
After saying that, I felt funny again. How could he, a murderer, talk to Shi Dai calmly?
Shi Dai understood: "Did Qing'er and Butler Xie sneak in to collect evidence?"
Nie Zhan: "Yeah."
He raised his lips and said, "Those people didn't leave any substantial evidence. All the clues we have were obtained by eavesdropping on conversations."
It's true that I can't report to the official.
The Baili family has one hand covering the sky in Yuezhou. They have no conclusive evidence and will definitely suffer a loss if they sue.
"So," Shi Dai paused and tried to ask, "After Mr. Cui passed away, you... did you all inherit the 'Heart-Zipping Sword'?"
Nie Zhan remained silent for a few breaths: "Yes."
He suddenly smiled and looked over with straight eyes, moist and rich, like stars in the sky.
"My name was given to me by Uncle Cui."
Nie Zhan said: "The 'Zhan' that eradicates evil in the world."
*
Before getting this name, Nie Zhan made a living by wandering.
When I was hungry, I went to look for leftovers on the street. When I was tired, I lived in a land temple on the outskirts of the city. I ate half-cooked wild vegetables, and I also stepped into the gate of hell several times.
For him, life will always be hazy.
It was an early autumn night when I met Cui Yanming.
The little beggar was homeless, walking aimlessly in the middle of the night, and was kidnapped by a few strong men without paying attention.
There is a shady pickling method among the people, which involves breaking the hands and legs of children, leaving them disabled and forcing them to beg on the streets.
He deserved this fate.
The moment the strong man raised the wooden stick towards him, the light of the sword suddenly broke through the cold night.
Before he drew his sword to kill the villain, the visitor gently told him to close his eyes.
He closed his eyes obediently and opened them again quietly.
What I saw was a scene I had never seen before. The swordsman was as fast as a tiger, and the sword light was so bright that it was heartbreaking.
The strong men were powerless to fight back, blood spattered and formed a bloody stream.
From confrontation to end, it only takes a few breaths.
The young man sheathed his sword and made a clanging sound.
The beggar stared at him blankly. Unprecedented fear came over his heart, and he couldn't stop trembling.
But the man just smiled at him: "Do you want to go with me?"
So the beggar followed him home in confusion.
A mansion he once only dared to gaze upon from a distance.
In addition to him, there were three children of different ages in the house. As soon as they met, they started chattering around him.
The little girl is named Mo Hanqing. She is younger than him, timid and doesn't like to talk. She holds a book in her arms.
A very tall boy named Xie Yunzhi smiled brightly when he saw him and handed him a candy he had never eaten before.
Qin Jiujiu was taciturn and pale, as if he were a young adult. He looked at the various injuries on his body and went to get ointment.
"My name is Cui Yanming."
After introducing the children to him one by one, Cui Yanming asked with a smile, "What's your name?"
The beggar was speechless.
He was only five years old at the time. He had no origin, no name, and even who he was was a vague question.
Learning that he had no name and only remembered a vague surname, Cui Yanming patiently asked if he had any words he liked.
The beggar was speechless for a long time.
He didn't really own anything, and he didn't really like anything.
He yearns for the bustling streets just because of the food that fills his belly; when he is free, he looks up at the moon in the sky because the moonlight is the only companion for him.
Steamed buns, the moon, and candy.
What finally stuck in my mind was the shining knife.
In a daze, Nie Zhan stretched out his hand and pointed at the long knife on Cui Yanming's waist: "This."
"this?"
The young man was startled, then smiled and said: "Like knives... Nie knives? No, no, no, it's too straightforward and doesn't sound good."
This is a tall, thin young man with a handsome face and gentle manner.
When Xiangsheng picked up the knife, there was an unstoppable coldness all around him that no one dared to ignore.
After thinking for a moment, Cui Yanming smiled and said to him: "How about using the word 'Zhan'? May you have kind thoughts and kill all evil in the world."
Nie Zhan's name was decided and he lived in Cui Yanming's mansion with the other three children.
Uncle Cui would go out early and come back late. Occasionally he would be covered in blood, and Xie Yunzhi would heal his wounds.
Mo Hanqing told him that Uncle Cui was the heart-cutting knife who was famous in Jiangnan and had repeatedly eliminated evil spirits.
In addition, he is also the governor of Yuezhou with a clean and upright manner and upright officialdom. He is a household name in Yuezhou and is highly respected by the people.
As he became more and more familiar with Cui Zhai's children, Nie Zhan learned that they were also orphans adopted by Cui Yanming.
Xie Yunzhi is a wanderer like him, with a calm and down-to-earth temperament and a special liking for sword skills.
Cui Yanming wrote a knife manual specially for him, and Xie Yunzhi read it over and over again, practicing until late at night every day, sweating profusely.
Mo Hanqing's parents both died in the flood. He was shy, gentle and loved to read.
Qin Jiujiu's home was robbed by bandits and he witnessed the tragic scene of rivers of blood, so he didn't like to socialize with others.
Because he finally came to Cui's house, Nie Zhan became the younger brother who was taken care of by everyone.
"Everyone" includes Mo Hanqing, who is younger than him.
We went to school to study together in the morning, and sat quietly in the courtyard in the evening, watching the burning clouds billowing in the sky.
Night was the most pleasant. Cui Yanming prepared some fruits and snacks, and the five of them sat around the table, telling stories, looking at the moon, and occasionally reciting the articles they learned that day.
Nie Zhan was clumsy in his speech, hemmed and hawed while reciting, and his face was red.
Cui Yanming reached out and touched his head: "It doesn't matter, you are still young, so it won't be a problem."
With nothing to do, Cui Yanming asked them with a smile: "What do you want to do when you grow up?"
Xie Yunzhi said without hesitation: "Be a hero!"
Mo Hanqing spoke softly: "Be a teacher."
Qin Jiujiu whispered: "Become a good official like Uncle Cui."
Nie Zhan responded instinctively: "Get rid of evil."
Cui Yanming smiled at them.
"No matter what, don't forget."
He said: "I would rather die with righteousness than live with unhappiness. You are all good children, and you must always follow the right path."
That night, the willow breeze was soft and the moon was as pale as snow. Even if I think about it many years later, it still feels like a dream.
Sweet dreams always have to wake up.
Soon after, they found Cui Yanming's body in the pond.
What he saw and felt that day turned into broken shadows, blurry. Nie Zhan couldn't think clearly and didn't want to recall.
I only remember the bustling people, the cries one after another, and a pale face.
The person who always looks at him with a smile and tells him to put on more clothes when the weather is cold has become like that.
Cui Yanming didn't even have time to watch a group of children take the so-called "righteous path."
What is the right way?
Nie Zhan, who is less than ten years old, cannot be defined.
But from the age of five to his 20s, every time he saw these two words, what he subconsciously thought of was always the shadow holding the sword.
Cui Yanming was an honest official and left little money for them.
The four children no longer have anyone to rely on. Not to mention finding the murderer and taking revenge, even their livelihood is a problem.
Half a month later, it was still an autumn night.
Xie Yunzhi took them to the mountain on the outskirts of the city, sat on the top of the mountain, and looked at Yuezhou City in the distance.
The mountains are far away, the moon is long, and the forest waves are rustling, like the elegy of heaven and earth.
"Don't be afraid."
Xie Yunzhi, who was still half a boy, stood under the moon, holding the knife Cui Yanming used in his hand.
"I'm 15 years old, old enough to make money."
He turned back, and there was a clear reflection in his eyes, just like the old man who passed away: "I will raise you and I will not let you suffer."
"What should I do about Uncle Cui?"
Mo Hanqing gritted his teeth and wiped away his tears: "He never drinks, how could he fall into the water because of alcohol? Someone must have harmed him... the Baili family! He is investigating the case of the Baili family!"
"What can we find out, and what can we do to the Baili family?"
Looking around at the three thin children, Xie Yunzhi said: "We can't do anything like this."
"Then grow up and become stronger."
Qin Jiujiu said hoarsely: "I want to practice Uncle Cui's sword manual."
Nie Zhan felt a lump in his throat, and he and Mo Hanqing said in unison: "I will also learn."
As a result, the four children reached an agreement and stuck to it for the rest of their lives.
They came to inherit Cui Yanming's reputation as the "Heart-Severing Sword".
Cui Yanming protects Yuezhou, they come to protect it.
After gently wiping away the tears for his younger brothers and sisters, Xie Yunzhi stood upright and drew his sword out of its sheath.
The light of the knife shimmered like water, illuminating his red eyes soaked with tears.
Blinking again, his eyes were as hard as a sharp edge.
"Uncle Cui keeps the right path."
Xie Yunzhi said: "We will guard it for him."
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After digesting Shi Dai's inference, Yan Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly felt enlightened: "It makes sense."
His mind was spinning: "But...how do we determine which people are Heart-Zhantakus?"
There are too many suspects.
It's difficult to single out one person, let alone find all the hidden murderers among the unfamiliar faces.
Shida held up her chin: "Big problem."
Her hair was messy, and the strands of hair were lightly curled, hanging beside her small ears, like a few strokes of ink on rice paper.
When illuminated by candlelight, a fluid color like golden powder flows out, which is very eye-catching.
Jiang Baiyan glanced over and said lightly: "If I were the murderer——"
He withdrew his gaze: "After entering the illusion, you must disguise your identity and follow the deceased."
Yan Qinghuan was stunned: "Why?"
"The orphan adopted by Cui Yanming has a blood feud with Baili."
Jiang Baiyan smiled: "In the fantasy world, the sinners of the past died one after another. Those who still have one life left must be filled with fear."
For example, Ye Wanxing.
After seeing the tragic corpses one after another, her mind collapsed, and she made a tearful confession in the Blood Pool Hell.
As both seeking revenge, Jiang Baiyan could guess what the murderers were thinking.
Facing the killers who massacred the Jiang Mansion back then, he especially loved to see their miserable state of embarrassment and struggle to survive.
Yan Qinghuan suddenly touched his palms: "The murderer wants to see with his own eyes how Baili's family is desperate."
The public display of the prison car and the ringing of the bell for judgment are not only punishment for the criminal, but also a psychological deterrent to other people.
It may be a comfort for the murderers to watch their enemies gradually become panicked and become hysterical due to fear.
"Stay with the dead—"
Yan Qinghuan opened his eyes wide, but felt that his reaction was too eye-catching, lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Aren't you with us?"
They had met Bai Lijin, and Ye Wanxing was always with them.
How many murderers were there among the people traveling with them?It can't be two, three or even more!
The more he thought about it, the more goosebumps he got. Yan Qinghuan felt a chill and rubbed his arms wildly.
Nie Zhan thought for a while, then raised his bright black eyes: "No, I still can't guess who the murderer is. Can the scope be narrowed down?"
"In the first round of Tongzhu Hell, those who were directly teleported together were Sister Liushuang and Song Ting, Ye Wanxing and Qing'er."
Shi Dai calmed down and thought carefully: "In the second round, those who can exchange alibi are Ye Wanxing and Qing'er, Nie Zhan and us, Sister Liushuang and Song Ting."
"In the third round, Song Ting was told separately. Together with Nie Zhan, Qin Jiujiu, Aunt Qingzhi, Qing'er and Ye Wanxing, we testified against each other."
Shi Dai said: "In the fourth round, the housekeeper is with us, and Qing'er is spread."
"It sounds like this," Yan Qinghuan felt fishy, "Song Ting and Qing'er are very strange."
Song Ting claimed to know a little about the formation technique and took them to the place where the formation eye was, where they met the man in black robe.
The man in black robe did not want him to destroy the formation. For this reason, Song Ting was sent away from everyone and went to a remote corner alone.
What if Song Ting himself was one of the murderers behind the scenes, creating a scene where the thief shouted to catch the thief, and then escaped to kill people?
The play was performed so naturally that no one could doubt it.
And Qinger.
Her alibi was too good. Except for the final hell, she stayed with Ye Wanxing from beginning to end.
However, when Ye Wanxing died, Qing'er disappeared.
Shi Dai didn't say anything more, she lowered her eyes and thought quietly, her eyelashes half-lengthened, covering them with mottled shadows.
She didn't speak, and the others didn't say much either. They were each thinking about different things, and the surroundings fell silent for a while.
Saying too much now and being overheard by the murderer is tantamount to alerting the enemy.
Before Zhen'Esi arrived, Shi Dai decided to remain silent.
When she was concentrating on thinking, she looked different from usual softness and elegance, her eyes were gloomy, like brilliant and hidden pearls.
Jiang Baiyan looked at her for a moment and whispered: "Thank you Wulang for your hand."
"Ah."
Shi Dai turned her head to look at him and slightly raised her lips: "He is the most suspicious."
In her heart, she already regarded Xie Wulang as the definite murderer.
Shi Yunsheng's ears twitched, and Baba looked at them.
Jiang Baiyan stood beside her holding his sword, while Shi Dai remained sitting, completely covered by his shadow.
There is a faint cold fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose.
She liked the smell and sniffed it out of habit: "I suspect that Ye Wanxing's fall into the pool of blood was deliberately designed by the murderers."
Although Ye Wanxing was devastated, Shi Dai thought it was unlikely that he would fall into such an obvious pool of blood.
What's more, she happened to be rescued by Xie Wulang.
"Ye Wanxing said that one of the children adopted by Cui Yanming loves to practice swordsmanship."
Shi Dai whispered: "If you practice swordsmanship all year round... you will have very obvious calluses on your hands, right?"
When Zhen'Esi comes, they will most likely check everyone's palms.
Putting it into perspective, if she were the murderer practicing the sword, she would definitely not want to be seen.
Calluses cannot be erased, so instead of making up lame excuses...
Once there is a wound on the hand, wouldn't it be possible to hide the knife cocoon when the flesh and blood are blurred?
Most places in the fantasy world are not dangerous, and the most suitable place is undoubtedly the Blood Pool Prison.
Putting his hand into the blood for no reason would naturally arouse suspicion, so he used Ye Wanxing as a cover to give Xie Wulang a reasonable motive.
"Ye Wanxing didn't say who pushed her down."
After sorting out the logical chain in her mind, Shi Dai whispered: "I tend to believe that the formation master who set up the illusion tampered with her and made her fall into the blood pool - the formation master can control everything in the illusion."
At this time, Xie Wulang stepped forward and staged a rescue drama, so it would not be out of the ordinary.
"So," Jiang Baiyan nodded, "among the people traveling with Ye Wanxing at that time, there was probably an formation master."
When Ye Wanxing fell into the pond, Xie Wulang and Qing'er were the only ones beside him.
Xie Wulang wanted to hide the calluses on his hands, so his identity was temporarily designated as a swordsman, a candidate for the formation master——
Shi Dai raised her eyebrows and glanced at Qing'er in the distance.
She was so scared that she shivered and followed Baili Qingzhi, her oval face as pale as paper.
"Although it's just a guess," Shi Dai sighed, "Let's continue to push this idea."
If you make a mistake, just try again.
She pondered for a while and whispered softly: "As for Song Ting..."
Song Ting's existence is very embarrassing.
Let's say he was one of the murderers. He honestly took them to the center of the formation and almost broke the illusion.
Let’s say he is innocent…
The matter of tracking the formation eye sounds like a trick to gain trust.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Shi Dai rubbed her cold cheeks, her voice became lower, as if she was whispering to Jiang Baiyan: "I think Song Ting is an outsider."
Jiang Baiyan sat down next to her: "Why?"
"Do you remember when we saw the man in black robe in front of the formation?"
Shi Dai said: "At that time, he had his back to us and was motionless guarding the formation - if you and Sister Liushuang make a surprise attack, you might be able to successfully capture him."
Judging from the state of the black-robed man at that time, he didn't notice them at all.
What happened next?
Qin Jiujiu cut out his shadow puppets and hooded him. When he was about to approach the black-robed man, all the shadow puppets collapsed.
"At first glance, it looks like the man in black robe sensed murderous intent and easily neutralized Qin Jiujiu's offensive."
Shi Dai frowned: "But is the man in black robe really that strong? Can he scatter the shadow puppets without even raising his arm?"
As the No. 1 player in the martial arts competition, Qin Jiujiu has passed all levels and is very strong.
Taking "there are many accomplices in the case" as the premise, Shi Dai deduced a brand new possibility.
The man in black robe was indeed unaware of their approach. Qin Jiujiu summoned the shadow puppet to remind him and inform him.
The collapse of the shadow puppets was just an illusion she directed and acted on her own.
As long as Qin Jiujiu withdraws his spiritual energy, the black shadow will naturally cease to exist.
"and……"
After a slight hesitation, Shi Dai looked at the people at the table.
The woman with heavy makeup who came from a separate family cried and her eyes turned red. The little maids were in a mess, surrounding her and hurriedly comforting her.
Qin Jiujiu's expression was indifferent and he was playing with shadow puppets with his head down.
The candlelight couldn't shine into her eyes. From Shi Dai's perspective, there was an unfathomable secret inside.
Song Ting was bored and stood by the window looking at the moon.
Behind him were the noisy cries and shouts of people, but he didn't pay attention. A clear shadow was drawn by the moonlight.
Also yawned.
Xie Wulang had a kind face and kind eyes, and patiently calmed down the uneasy guests. He wrapped a black cloth around his palm to cover the blood stains.
Nie Zhan was sitting lazily not far away and noticed Shi Dai looking at him, her ponytail swaying slightly, and she glanced at him with a smile.
Shi Dai also smiled at him.
In the first round of Tongzhu Hell, Baili Xiao was stabbed through the heart.
When most people haven't joined together, almost everyone can kill him.
What happens after the murderer kills him?
Being the first to take action means that everything after that is a safe period.
He could have acted like a normal person and acted like it had nothing to do with him——
It is best to find one or two people who are traveling with you and stay together from beginning to end to use as alibi.
There is zero suspicion.
But it is also the biggest suspect.
Qing'er, Xie Wulang, Qin Jiujiu, Nie Zhan.
Is there anyone else?
With her fingertips tapping on the table, Shi Dai lowered her eyes and thought quietly.
She currently suspects four people, and those who died also happen to be four.
Qing'er only has a blank period in the fourth round. If she is one of the murderers, she will most likely kill Ye Wanxing.
Qin Jiujiu was not present in both the first and second rounds.
Considering Nie Zhan as the murderer in the first round, Qin Jiujiu could only be placed in the second round.
The remaining Xie Wulang met them in the middle and late third round.
In the first half, he had plenty of time to kill Bai Lijin.
Thinking about it this way... it actually works?
The soft back straightened suddenly, Shi Dai's almond-shaped eyes became rounder, and she blinked her curled eyelashes.
Perhaps her expression of sudden realization was really interesting, and Jiang Baiyan let out a soft laugh: "Do you know who it is?"
Shi Dai had no confidence: "Sixty percent...? I'm not sure."
Except for Xie Wulang's injured right hand, which is very suspicious, the other suspects are all speculation.
The murderer arranged the case so tightly that it was difficult to find useful clues.
The murderer in the first round may not be Nie Zhan. After all, there are still a large number of maids and servants at the scene.
We have to wait for Zhen'Esi to investigate one by one before we can make a final conclusion.
In the fantasy world, her mouth was so tired that Shi Dai drank the cold tea in one gulp. She figured out the clues to the case and felt refreshed.
I wanted to say something more, but I was caught off guard when a refreshing breeze blew by my side.
A very clean smell, different from Jiang Baiyan's snow-like coldness, like the scent of soap.
"Miss Shi."
Nie Zhan couldn't hide his curiosity: "What did you talk about?"
He wears a simple blue coat without fancy patterns, his black hair is tied high, and his voice is pleasant, conveying an irresistible sense of purity and transcendence.
It's easy to feel good about it.
"Nothing useful came out of the conversation."
Shi Dai smiled: "There are too many people involved in the case. I think everyone is suspected."
Since Zhen'Esi didn't come, she didn't plan to get to the bottom of it, otherwise she might make the murderer angry and cause some trouble.
"Too."
Nie Zhan smiled and his eyes wandered around the table: "Miss Shi, is there no one you are particularly suspicious of?"
Shi Dai responded half-seriously: "Butler, right? He didn't join us until the Evil Mirror Hell. He might have been doing something before."
"indeed."
Nie Zhan nodded: "I just asked several attendants, and they were all told together in twos and threes. Their confessions were a complete mess."
Is this hinting to her that there are more people suspected?
During the conversation, rustling footsteps could be heard outside the house.
Through the window lattice, one can see the crowds of people, nearly 20 people came, and the momentum was quite high.
Zhen'esi from Yuezhou has arrived.
Her tense heart relaxed, Shi Dai curled her knuckles and probed further:
"There was a child who practiced swordsmanship since he was a child. If he were here today, and if we check everyone's palms later, we should be able to find his calluses, right?"
Nie Zhan responded with a smile: "This is a good method."
It's a pity that the murderer thought ahead and strangled him in the cradle.
Shi Dai looked at him and raised a small arc at the corner of her mouth.
She was actually a little nervous.
This kind of tension is not the fear of facing the suspect, but the uneasiness, uneasiness, and eagerness to know the truth, which makes the heart beat faster.She is much more courageous than when she first came to Dazhao.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Zhen'Esi to find out all the murderers."
Shi Dai said: "The first round of killings is the hardest to find, right?"
Nie Zhan raised his lips: "Why do you say this?"
Several figures poured in from the corridor, and the killing intent swept over them like a tsunami, with a fierce momentum.
The leader showed his cards and spoke in a sonorous tone: "Zhen'Esi is handling the case."
Jiang Baiyan remained silent and gently stroked the hilt of Duan Shui's sword.
He saw Shi Dai's temptation. In this confrontation, no matter what, Nie Zhan couldn't hurt her at all.
Because before that, Duanshui would cut Nie Zhan's neck.
"The first murderer is the easiest to hide his identity."
Staring into Nie Zhan's eyes, Shi Dai joked: "For example, in the illusion, you have always been with me, except for the brief blank period in the first Tongzhu Prison."
She recalled the scene when she saw Nie Zhan.
The young man's black hair was swaying and his eyes were like stars. He smiled and greeted her.
"If we meet in Tongzhu Prison."
Shi Dai said softly: "You... just finished killing someone?"
A tongue-in-cheek hypothesis.
After hearing this, Nie Zhan actually laughed: "Me? Didn't Miss Shi say that there is more than one murderer? Who else do you think besides me?"
It's also an inappropriate tone of ridicule.
Both of them understood that the confrontation was not as peaceful and easy as it seemed on the surface.
Like a taut bow string, I don’t know when to shoot the arrow.
Officials from Zhen'Esi filed in.
Nie Zhan thought about something, looked at Shi Dai, and laughed dumbly.
It turned out that she was waiting for Zhenesi to come.
It was the right time to tell him this.
"You, Qin Jiujiu, Xie Wulang, Qing'er."
Slowing down her breathing, Shi Dai looked at him intently: "How much is correct and how much is missing?"
In an instant, a biting chill rose from his tailbone and went straight into his head, making Nie Zhan tremble slightly.
Not from Shi Dai, but from the people around her.
Jiang Baiyan had a plain face and a polite and reserved smile. He clearly had a beautiful face, but his eyes were shockingly cold.
The long sword was held in his arms. As long as Nie Zhan showed any signs of harming Shi Dai, he would unsheath it.
In the illusion, Nie Zhan had seen his powerful ability to defeat ghosts with one sword.
Nie Zhan smiled helplessly and answered the question: "Those people from the Baili family deserve to die, don't they?"
Until this moment, the aura surrounding him suddenly changed.
The smile faded, and the narrow, dark eyes were filled with sharp energy.
Shi Dai guessed that there was more than one person in Zhanxin Knife, and also told the names of all the accomplices. When she told Zhen Esi, they could not escape.
Nie Zhan didn't want to hide anymore.
Shi Dai nodded: "Yes."
This answer made Nie Zhan startled.
He heard that Shi Dai and others were from Zhen'es, Chang'an, and thought she would reprimand him condescendingly.
There was no extra expression on Shi Dai's face, and she asked curiously: "Why don't you tell the government what the Baili family did?"
"No evidence."
Nie Zhan shrugged: "They did it very cleanly, including the deaths of Bailice and Uncle Cui."
After saying that, I felt funny again. How could he, a murderer, talk to Shi Dai calmly?
Shi Dai understood: "Did Qing'er and Butler Xie sneak in to collect evidence?"
Nie Zhan: "Yeah."
He raised his lips and said, "Those people didn't leave any substantial evidence. All the clues we have were obtained by eavesdropping on conversations."
It's true that I can't report to the official.
The Baili family has one hand covering the sky in Yuezhou. They have no conclusive evidence and will definitely suffer a loss if they sue.
"So," Shi Dai paused and tried to ask, "After Mr. Cui passed away, you... did you all inherit the 'Heart-Zipping Sword'?"
Nie Zhan remained silent for a few breaths: "Yes."
He suddenly smiled and looked over with straight eyes, moist and rich, like stars in the sky.
"My name was given to me by Uncle Cui."
Nie Zhan said: "The 'Zhan' that eradicates evil in the world."
*
Before getting this name, Nie Zhan made a living by wandering.
When I was hungry, I went to look for leftovers on the street. When I was tired, I lived in a land temple on the outskirts of the city. I ate half-cooked wild vegetables, and I also stepped into the gate of hell several times.
For him, life will always be hazy.
It was an early autumn night when I met Cui Yanming.
The little beggar was homeless, walking aimlessly in the middle of the night, and was kidnapped by a few strong men without paying attention.
There is a shady pickling method among the people, which involves breaking the hands and legs of children, leaving them disabled and forcing them to beg on the streets.
He deserved this fate.
The moment the strong man raised the wooden stick towards him, the light of the sword suddenly broke through the cold night.
Before he drew his sword to kill the villain, the visitor gently told him to close his eyes.
He closed his eyes obediently and opened them again quietly.
What I saw was a scene I had never seen before. The swordsman was as fast as a tiger, and the sword light was so bright that it was heartbreaking.
The strong men were powerless to fight back, blood spattered and formed a bloody stream.
From confrontation to end, it only takes a few breaths.
The young man sheathed his sword and made a clanging sound.
The beggar stared at him blankly. Unprecedented fear came over his heart, and he couldn't stop trembling.
But the man just smiled at him: "Do you want to go with me?"
So the beggar followed him home in confusion.
A mansion he once only dared to gaze upon from a distance.
In addition to him, there were three children of different ages in the house. As soon as they met, they started chattering around him.
The little girl is named Mo Hanqing. She is younger than him, timid and doesn't like to talk. She holds a book in her arms.
A very tall boy named Xie Yunzhi smiled brightly when he saw him and handed him a candy he had never eaten before.
Qin Jiujiu was taciturn and pale, as if he were a young adult. He looked at the various injuries on his body and went to get ointment.
"My name is Cui Yanming."
After introducing the children to him one by one, Cui Yanming asked with a smile, "What's your name?"
The beggar was speechless.
He was only five years old at the time. He had no origin, no name, and even who he was was a vague question.
Learning that he had no name and only remembered a vague surname, Cui Yanming patiently asked if he had any words he liked.
The beggar was speechless for a long time.
He didn't really own anything, and he didn't really like anything.
He yearns for the bustling streets just because of the food that fills his belly; when he is free, he looks up at the moon in the sky because the moonlight is the only companion for him.
Steamed buns, the moon, and candy.
What finally stuck in my mind was the shining knife.
In a daze, Nie Zhan stretched out his hand and pointed at the long knife on Cui Yanming's waist: "This."
"this?"
The young man was startled, then smiled and said: "Like knives... Nie knives? No, no, no, it's too straightforward and doesn't sound good."
This is a tall, thin young man with a handsome face and gentle manner.
When Xiangsheng picked up the knife, there was an unstoppable coldness all around him that no one dared to ignore.
After thinking for a moment, Cui Yanming smiled and said to him: "How about using the word 'Zhan'? May you have kind thoughts and kill all evil in the world."
Nie Zhan's name was decided and he lived in Cui Yanming's mansion with the other three children.
Uncle Cui would go out early and come back late. Occasionally he would be covered in blood, and Xie Yunzhi would heal his wounds.
Mo Hanqing told him that Uncle Cui was the heart-cutting knife who was famous in Jiangnan and had repeatedly eliminated evil spirits.
In addition, he is also the governor of Yuezhou with a clean and upright manner and upright officialdom. He is a household name in Yuezhou and is highly respected by the people.
As he became more and more familiar with Cui Zhai's children, Nie Zhan learned that they were also orphans adopted by Cui Yanming.
Xie Yunzhi is a wanderer like him, with a calm and down-to-earth temperament and a special liking for sword skills.
Cui Yanming wrote a knife manual specially for him, and Xie Yunzhi read it over and over again, practicing until late at night every day, sweating profusely.
Mo Hanqing's parents both died in the flood. He was shy, gentle and loved to read.
Qin Jiujiu's home was robbed by bandits and he witnessed the tragic scene of rivers of blood, so he didn't like to socialize with others.
Because he finally came to Cui's house, Nie Zhan became the younger brother who was taken care of by everyone.
"Everyone" includes Mo Hanqing, who is younger than him.
We went to school to study together in the morning, and sat quietly in the courtyard in the evening, watching the burning clouds billowing in the sky.
Night was the most pleasant. Cui Yanming prepared some fruits and snacks, and the five of them sat around the table, telling stories, looking at the moon, and occasionally reciting the articles they learned that day.
Nie Zhan was clumsy in his speech, hemmed and hawed while reciting, and his face was red.
Cui Yanming reached out and touched his head: "It doesn't matter, you are still young, so it won't be a problem."
With nothing to do, Cui Yanming asked them with a smile: "What do you want to do when you grow up?"
Xie Yunzhi said without hesitation: "Be a hero!"
Mo Hanqing spoke softly: "Be a teacher."
Qin Jiujiu whispered: "Become a good official like Uncle Cui."
Nie Zhan responded instinctively: "Get rid of evil."
Cui Yanming smiled at them.
"No matter what, don't forget."
He said: "I would rather die with righteousness than live with unhappiness. You are all good children, and you must always follow the right path."
That night, the willow breeze was soft and the moon was as pale as snow. Even if I think about it many years later, it still feels like a dream.
Sweet dreams always have to wake up.
Soon after, they found Cui Yanming's body in the pond.
What he saw and felt that day turned into broken shadows, blurry. Nie Zhan couldn't think clearly and didn't want to recall.
I only remember the bustling people, the cries one after another, and a pale face.
The person who always looks at him with a smile and tells him to put on more clothes when the weather is cold has become like that.
Cui Yanming didn't even have time to watch a group of children take the so-called "righteous path."
What is the right way?
Nie Zhan, who is less than ten years old, cannot be defined.
But from the age of five to his 20s, every time he saw these two words, what he subconsciously thought of was always the shadow holding the sword.
Cui Yanming was an honest official and left little money for them.
The four children no longer have anyone to rely on. Not to mention finding the murderer and taking revenge, even their livelihood is a problem.
Half a month later, it was still an autumn night.
Xie Yunzhi took them to the mountain on the outskirts of the city, sat on the top of the mountain, and looked at Yuezhou City in the distance.
The mountains are far away, the moon is long, and the forest waves are rustling, like the elegy of heaven and earth.
"Don't be afraid."
Xie Yunzhi, who was still half a boy, stood under the moon, holding the knife Cui Yanming used in his hand.
"I'm 15 years old, old enough to make money."
He turned back, and there was a clear reflection in his eyes, just like the old man who passed away: "I will raise you and I will not let you suffer."
"What should I do about Uncle Cui?"
Mo Hanqing gritted his teeth and wiped away his tears: "He never drinks, how could he fall into the water because of alcohol? Someone must have harmed him... the Baili family! He is investigating the case of the Baili family!"
"What can we find out, and what can we do to the Baili family?"
Looking around at the three thin children, Xie Yunzhi said: "We can't do anything like this."
"Then grow up and become stronger."
Qin Jiujiu said hoarsely: "I want to practice Uncle Cui's sword manual."
Nie Zhan felt a lump in his throat, and he and Mo Hanqing said in unison: "I will also learn."
As a result, the four children reached an agreement and stuck to it for the rest of their lives.
They came to inherit Cui Yanming's reputation as the "Heart-Severing Sword".
Cui Yanming protects Yuezhou, they come to protect it.
After gently wiping away the tears for his younger brothers and sisters, Xie Yunzhi stood upright and drew his sword out of its sheath.
The light of the knife shimmered like water, illuminating his red eyes soaked with tears.
Blinking again, his eyes were as hard as a sharp edge.
"Uncle Cui keeps the right path."
Xie Yunzhi said: "We will guard it for him."
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100 red envelopes ~ finally!After that, most of the scenes were dedicated to emotional scenes (I burst into tears)
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