When Dong Zhan saw Ming Jin approaching, he lowered his brows and strode over to stop him, "Why is Miss Jin here? It's not appropriate to go in front."
"It doesn't matter, it's not the first time I've seen a dead person."
Ming Jin is calm and composed.
When Dong Zhan heard this, his eyes flashed, and he stopped blocking him and turned sideways to let Ming Jin pass.
After walking a few steps, there was no one to stop him, and he directly saw the corpses on the ground after a fierce battle by the stream. One of the corpses was particularly obvious. Ming Jin only took one look at it and stopped, subconsciously tightening his lips.
Dong Zhan thought that this man would still put on some pretense and pretend to be okay, but it turned out not to be the case. He saw Ming Jin turning pale, taking a step back, covering his mouth, and holding on to the mulberry tree next to him, his back to everyone.
Dong Zhan, who was clearly satisfied with his bad thoughts, was inexplicably embarrassed. He couldn't say anything for a moment, so he let Shaoyao, who was also pale and nauseated, take Ming Jin away.
"No, I'm fine."
Ming Jin turned around, having regained his composure, and went to the side of Zhao Jinghuan's body again. He first looked at the other person's severed limbs, his dissected stomach, and the mass of chopped blood between his legs, and finally his eyes fell on his face.
superior.
The skin has been cut off, but it remains in its original position.
"If it weren't for his shamelessness, I would really have trouble imagining that he was Zhao Jinghuan."
Dong Zhan heard Ming Jin murmuring in a low voice and couldn't help but said: "Such a cruel and terrifying method. Miss Jin should leave as soon as possible."
Ming Jin didn't move for a while, but took the initiative to describe the scene in front of him in detail.
"Broken limbs, but kept them in place, cut open the belly and pulled out the intestines, severed..." Mingjin jumped, skipping the inappropriate words for a woman, "Undressing the face, sticking it to the face, why do I think this is like a ritual?"
.”
Dong Zhan felt that Ming Jin’s words had some meaning.
"Mr. Dong, there are actually two groups in the mountain. One group is from the cult. They rescued Li Qingyue before, and they all took action against me."
Dong Zhan suddenly became sensitive and was very concerned about this matter. His eyes were sharp and he said in a deep voice: "I did see some corpses of men in black at the Mass Hall. I felt that they were not in harmony with Jiang Yuandong's group. They were indeed not from the same group.
, but where they came from, I will send someone to investigate. But why did Miss Jin tell me about this? I thought you would hide it. "
When he was in the main hall before, he did intend to get confirmation from her, but the latter was obviously disgusted.
Why are you taking the initiative now...
He was somewhat suspicious and speculative for some reason.
"Master Dong, can I trust you?"
Ming Jin asked him.
Dongzhan tightened his grip on the long knife on his waist and said cautiously and coldly: "It's a matter of official business and law. If you are a villain, Miss Jin, you can trust me."
"That's right." Ming Jin turned around and said in a rather cold tone, "What I believe in is not Dongzhan, but Lord Dong of Wuling."
Dong Zhan was speechless, but he heard Ming Jin whisper as he passed by: "Please, Mr. Dong, please keep the traces of the scene intact. It won't be long before... someone from the Imperial Supervisory Office will come."
Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Dong Zhan looked solemn and agreed, saying: "Now that the situation is like this, please ask Miss Jin to leave Luanxi Stream with others."
"Um."
Ming Jin returned to the main hall under the escort of Dongzhan, and saw many people bustling and talking. They must all know the news of Zhao Jinghuan's death, and the news spread.
Dong Zhan knew the news had been leaked as soon as he saw it, and he was quite angry and swept over the people under his command. The latter group of people were all innocent and embarrassed.
To be honest, they are not dead warriors. They are all public officials who are paid and paid. Many of them are from local small aristocratic families who went to gold-plating. They have some connections with some of the aristocratic families present, so it is normal to hide them.
It's just that Dongzhan felt very embarrassed - he deeply realized that Xie Mingjin's group was extremely well-behaved.
“Don’t speak nonsense about criminal cases!”
Dongzhan shouted sternly and furiously, and everyone calmed down.
At this time, in the pavilion three miles to the east at the foot of the mountain, the man who went up the mountain alone and passed by Xu Qiubai had already come down the mountain and was slowly washing the blood on his hands at the mouth of the downstream stream outside Luan River.
Behind him stood a group of lifeless men in black.
There was only one woman among the men in black, and her face was a little pale.
"I didn't take you up to see it with your own eyes. What are you afraid of?"
Li Qingyue took a deep breath and said weakly: "But you have been describing the details in detail since you came down."
"Oh, I almost forgot." The man sighed and shook off the water drops on his hand, "Maybe, I just need someone to appreciate it."
After speaking, he looked at Li Qingyue quietly, his voice was slender and soft, somewhat like a woman's.
"Can you appreciate it?"
Li Qingyue's whole body was tense and she could only maintain a respectful and fearful posture.
"You hope I can, I can."
The man laughed softly.
But Li Qingyue was thinking in her heart - she escaped from hell, but ended up in purgatory.
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There were long lines of carriages and horses in an orderly manner, and the scenery was as good as before, but there was no liveliness at all when everyone came. Even the noble gentlemen who made the most of everything were particularly languid and low-key today.
After returning to Xie's house, Ming Jin asked the family doctor to take good care of Xu Qiubai, and then sat down and fell into deep thought.
Shaoyao knew that this encounter had a great impact on Ming Jin, and did not want her to worry about this kind of thing all the time, so he reminded her that the hot water was ready and she could take a bath and change clothes.
After calling twice, Ming Jin turned around, responded, stood up and moved around. As soon as he took off his outer skirt, he saw the blood stains on the skirt and sleeves.
Ms. Lin had been very nervous because of this during the previous examination, but she managed to reassure him that it was not her own blood.
Seeing it now, she remembered Xu Qiubai who rushed to block the arrow for her at that time.
Regarding placing this person in the house, Xie Mingyue and others also knew that the latter had saved Ming Jin. Although they did not dare to say anything, they probably suspected that she would be moved by this scholar who was an acquaintance of a gentleman.
The heart of love.
But...only she knows the truth.
"Although I was rescued, I still doubt others. Since when did I lose such moral integrity?" She said to herself, feeling helpless and laughing at herself.
Maybe since four years ago, her wariness has been far higher than anything else.
But in the end, he calmly called out a name.
"Xu Qiubai."
She was doubting the timing of his appearance.
Her fingers twirled over the traces of blood, and she quickly let go, letting the thin and soft skirts fall to the ground one by one. The delicate and gorgeous forest screen of the Haitian Mountains seemed to be see-through, and she could see her slender and exquisite figure reflected in the warm yellow candlelight, and gradually there was the soft sound of water.
Wow, porcelain jade is moistened by water.
Faintly visible.
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The news of Zhao Jinghuan's death was undoubtedly a storm. Sensitive and cautious people had already sensed the political crisis, and everyone stayed behind closed doors again to avoid being implicated.
But there are also some who are insensitive and careless, blindly mentioning this unusual murder case, inferring it with the greatest malice, and letting it spread widely.
However, these seemed to have nothing to do with the person involved. Ming Jin stayed at home again. Xie's family originally thought she was avoiding the rumors, but they found that she didn't even pay attention to the handsome Mr. Xu.
The savior was embarrassed, but he didn't ask about his injuries for five days.
This is unusual.
"You finally take my words at heart and ignore that pretty boy?"
In the study, Xie Mingyue was practicing calligraphy with a brush in one hand, but before she could write two strokes of a word, she couldn't hold it in anymore and uttered such a sentence, which was old-fashioned and shameless.
Ming Jin, who was flipping through the book, didn't look at her. He just turned the pages and replied calmly: "As you wish, okay?"
"Okay, okay, but he saved you. According to what you said before, I asked someone to inquire about it. His reputation is very famous in their Jiangdong area, and he is talented and knowledgeable. They all said that if his parents were not seriously ill, he would
In order to take the remains of his parents back to their hometown for burial in Wuling and pay filial piety to them, I was delayed for three years. I'm afraid he is now an official in the court."
"You are young and promising, you have done well in scientific examinations, and you have been saved your life. Are you really not tempted?"
Xie Mingyue's cunning has no bottom line, she can find fault no matter what.
"Do you have to agree to marry me if you save me?"
Ming Jin's attitude was a little cold and light, like a wisp of breeze drifting in through the open window, "There are more than a few guards who have sacrificed their lives for me, and I don't know how many times. If I really want to commit myself to you, I'm afraid it will be worse than the ones in the brothel."
The girl is still busy."
puff!!
Xie Mingyue, who was taking a sip of the second cup of tea after taking the peony to make tea, squirted.
"You...well, I was wrong."
Xie Mingyue was about to accuse Ming Jin, but when she saw the latter glance at her, she immediately shrank her head and dealt with the sprayed tea obediently, but muttered: "How can it be the same?"
Although she didn't take that poor scholar seriously, guards were guards, so it was right to save them.
How could a master commit himself to me?
"It doesn't look any different to me."
Chapter completed!