Zheng Wenyan died in his study.

The night was completely shrouded in the sky. When Huo Weilou brought Bo Ruoyou to the study, the yard of the study was brightly lit.

The third wife Liu was crying to the ground with Zheng Wenyan's son Zheng Hao. The little Zheng Hao leaned against the third wife's arms with a pale face, shaking while crying, as if he had been frightened.

The embroidered clothes guarding this place said: "The old lady's ritual ended at the hour of You, and during this period, my subordinates followed Master Zheng San. Later, Master Zheng San personally sent several masters who performed the rituals out of the Marquis' Mansion, and then returned to his own courtyard. My subordinates kept guarding the gate of the courtyard. Less than half an hour after Master Zheng San returned to the courtyard, he suddenly left with a serious expression and went straight to this place."

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Zheng. Seeing that he had just entered the study room and never came out, I just guarded the gate of the courtyard. About half an hour later, the second son of the Zheng family came to find Mr. Zheng. He entered the yard alone. My subordinate heard the knock on the door first. The second son knocked for a long time but no one answered. When I realized something was wrong, I heard the second son screaming in surprise."

"My subordinates hurried into the yard. When they came in, they saw the second young master sitting under the window with a white face, shouting the word "grandmother". The subordinates found that the second young master had poked the window paper and looked inside from the window paper. They saw Mr. Zheng lying on the desk and could still smell blood. I knew that it was not good, so I opened the door bolt with a dagger. After entering the door, Mr. Zheng was already dead."

After saying this, the embroidered clothes knelt down and apologized, "The subordinates were not in good condition to take good care of them, so I asked the marquis to sue them."

Huo Weilou ordered this embroidered clothing envoy to follow Zheng Wenyan in the morning. He did follow him in close proximity for the whole day, and later he stayed outside the courtyard where Zheng Wenyan was. According to his statement, there was no dereliction of duty.

The Marquis' Mansion has had two murders, who would have thought that a third person would die?

Even so, Huo Weilou still glanced at the man with a stern expression and said, "Go and receive the punishment."

The embroidered clothes made her face pale slightly, but she lowered in relief.

The third lady and Zheng Hao came the fastest. At this moment, the two maids beside him were holding him, crying so hard that they were out of breath. Huo Weilou knew that he could not ask anything at this time, so he took Bo Ruoyou into the door of the study.

The Hou Mansion is Kuoda, and several masters all have independent courtyards to make study rooms. This courtyard is only accessible, with small rooms on the left and right sides. Three main halls are particularly Kuoda. The main halls are all opened, and only Duobao Pavilion is partitioned. There are tall bookshelfs on the right. The books on it are Qianhao, which are almost filled with racks. On the left is the place where Zheng Wenyan meets guests and enters the school.

Zheng Wenyan lay on the desk, and a beautifully shaped demon-suppressing pestle was inserted into the heart behind him, and blood was down his back. At this moment, under the seat of the desk, blood was blew into a red lake.

The pungent smell of blood made my scalp tingling. Huo Weilou clearly stood at the most lit place, but there was darkness and coldness all over him that was so rich that the lights could not even be shone into. Bo Ruoyou knew that Huo Weilou was angry.

With him in charge, the murderer dared to kill someone.

He Cheng had frequent cold sweats on his forehead, and he couldn't help but wipe his sweat with a towel and a sack. Eunuch Fu looked at Zheng Wenyan's body and showed his feelings, "I'm still alone during the day, and now..."

"Authorization." Huo Weilou suddenly ordered.

Bo Ruoyou responded and walked towards Zheng Wenyan.

The temperature of the corpse has not completely dissipated and the wound has not yet scabbed. After a little help, he found that Zheng Wenyan's body was particularly loose and soft. His lips were slightly opened and his eyes were slightly opened. The indentation caused by lying on the table was also clearly visible. Then check his arms on the table and his feet on the ground, and no corpse spots were found.

All of this shows that Zheng Wenyan died within half an hour.

When Bo Ruoyou inspected the body, Huo Weilou was looking at the room, with a wide hall and a wide ceiling and windows around him. However, all the windows in the entire room were locked.

The window was locked from inside and the door was bolted. How did the murderer kill someone?

What's even more strange is that the murderous weapon was the demon-subduing pestle inserted in Zheng Wenyan's vest.

The quiet needles in the house were heard. At this time, footsteps roaring in the yard outside came from the sound of Zheng Wen'an and others. Zheng Wen'an first comforted the third wife, and then rushed to the door of the study.

At first glance, Zheng Wenyan lies on the desk, with blood on his feet, and Zheng Wen'an's voice was filled with sadness, "Third Brother--"

Huo Weilou ordered Zheng Wen'an to enter the door and pointed at the demon-subduing pestle on Zheng Wenyan's back, "Can you recognize this thing?"

When Zheng Wen'an saw the demon-subduing pestle, his expression changed, "This... this is the magic weapon that he used to do rituals for his mother today. Several masters originally planned to take it away, but the third brother told him to stay, saying that it would ward off evil spirits in the mourning hall."

Huo Weilou frowned, "Is this thing in the mourning hall?"

Zheng Wen'an shook his head, "Not yet, I put away all the sacrifices and magic weapons first, and I will redesign my mother's mourning hall on the same day, so as not to be unsatisfied. The third brother said that the case had not been solved, and he planned to stop his mother from doing 49 days. After 77, all the rituals were finished before he was buried."

After Zheng Wen'an finished speaking, his nose felt sore, "It's still fine in the afternoon, how could it be..."

As he was talking, people's voices rang out in the yard again, and soon, a delicate and dignified figure appeared at the door!

Zheng Yunni stood at the door, her face was white and her god was shocked. Her beautiful eyes moved a few times, and tears had reached the corners of her eyes, "Uncle San..."

In the month of the marquis's mansion, three people died, and all the relatives died. Zheng Yunni shook her body and held the door frame before she stood firm. Zheng Wen'an turned to see Zheng Yunni and said with concern: "Yunni, don't look at it, go and accompany your third aunt."

Zheng Yunni responded with a sob, and was stunned for a while before retreating.

Seeing Zheng Yunni, the third wife cried louder. Zheng Yunni comforted her softly. After another half a minute, the third wife calmed down a little. Huo Weilou was ordering the embroidered clothes envoy and the yamen officers to search the yard and walk over to see this.

The third lady's eyes were red when she cried. When she saw Huo Weilou coming, she was a little afraid and said, "Mr.... The husband died unjustly. Please find out the murderer who killed the man and avenge him..."

As he said that, he started crying again, Huo Weilou asked sternly: "Zheng Wenyan returned to the yard, why did he suddenly come to the study?"

The third lady was stunned and touched her tears and said, "The civilian woman didn't know. Today, my husband was tired for his mother's rituals for a day and was going to go back to rest, but somehow, as soon as he changed his clothes, he quickly walked out of the yard. The civilian woman called him behind her, but he didn't look back. At that time, the civilian woman was about to prepare a meal, so she followed him when she saw this. Later, the food was ready. Before the person returned, the civilian woman asked Hao'er to come out to find his father. Hao'er went out for half a quarter of an hour before the civilian woman realized something was wrong."

The third lady glanced at the door and cried again, "My husband is only thirty years old, Hao'er is only seven years old. How can we orphans and widows live in the future..."

Zheng Yunni was listening, tears streaming down her eyes. While comforting the third wife, she coaxed Zheng Hao.

Zheng Hao buried his head in the arms of the third wife, and the person was still trembling. Huo Weilou looked at Zheng Hao, "What did you see just now?"

If you are more careful, you will find that Huo Weilou's tone is gentler, but for Zheng Hao, Huo Weilou is scary enough, no matter what tone he uses.

Zheng Hao was even more scared for a moment. The third lady sobbed, "Mr. Hao'er said he saw his mother... He said he saw his mother's ghost." The third lady showed a look of fear, "The doors and windows are locked. If it weren't for a ghost, how could they go in and harm people? But why did the mother harm her husband? The husband had never harmed her mother... The second brother died on the first seventh of his mother, and today it was the second seventh of his mother..."

The third lady murmured to herself, the more she looked more frightened, and she only hugged Zheng Hao tightly, as if the ghosts would harm them, mother and son. Zheng Yunni shook the third lady, "Aunt San, don't talk nonsense, there are no ghosts and gods!"

The yard was filled with fear of ghosts killing people, and Zheng Yunni seemed very calm. Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment and asked the third wife again, "What did Zheng Wenyan do before leaving, but who did you see or hear?"

The third lady recalled with a blank expression. The more she thought about it, the tighter her brows became. Obviously, she couldn't remember useful things. At this moment, a Bo Ruoyou's voice sounded in the room, "Mr. Marquis, please come in-"

Huo Weilou turned around without hesitation. When he was about to enter the study, he saw Bo Ruoyou standing under the west window on the left side of the desk, holding something in his hand to signal him, "Mr. Marquis, I found the reason why Master Zheng San left suddenly."

Her tone was a little heavy, and at this moment, Huo Weilou also saw clearly that what she was holding was a piece of paper that was burnt only half of it.

It's gold-sprayed paper.

Huo Weilou stepped over and saw the four words "My Two Seven" on it without surprise.

My first seventh time is your death.

In the Yin year, it will be my life for you.

Another gold-sprayed paper I saw just a moment ago had the same words written on it, but the "first seven" here turned into "27". Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou looked at each other, and a hint of awe of awe in their eyes.

The murderer killed someone in the form of a ghost when the old lady died seven times. If this is the case, one more person may die in the next seven days. Is the murderer going so hard, is it for the killer to kill someone or has other intentions?
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