The little wife of the general's family is cruel and flirtatious

Chapter 6 Open the coffin

Nanzheng looked at the place where Chu Qingyun pressed with his fingertips, there was a red scab the size of a needle tip.

The red dots are hidden at the junction of the hair and neck, mixed with the pores of the scalp, even if it is professionally done, it is difficult to detect.

But the newly arrived female adult in front of him can discover this subtlety.

Nan Zheng couldn't help admiring Chu Qingyun a little more: "My lord, what kind of weapon is this, and the wound is too hidden."

Chu Qingyun put on her gloves, and picked out a small wooden tweezers from Nanzheng's tools.

She gently picked out the red scab, and from the small red hole, slowly pulled out a very thin long needle shining silver.

"My lord, I have been in the mansion of bad people for two years, and I have never seen such a method of killing."

Chu Qingyun concentrated on looking at the direction where the long needle came out.

The needle is coming out almost vertically?
this direction...

Before the characters in Chu Qingyun's mind became clear, she was interrupted by a distant voice.

"Who's in front?"

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor.

Chu Qingyun pulled out the needle abruptly: "Nanzheng, I'll build the coffin, you quickly pack up your tools and don't leave any of them behind."

Nanzheng's tool has the mark of the House of Bad People on it, if it is dropped, it will definitely scare the snake away.

It was too late, but it was soon, Chu Qingyun took a breath, and the coffin was tightly closed.

As soon as Nan Zheng stuffed the tool into his bosom, Chu Qingyun lifted his collar, got up all at once, and went to the roof, condescending.

Zuo Hanzhou, the second son from the left, pushed the door out in obscene clothes and rushed to the mourning hall.

Then he woke up in the middle of the night, but the second son from the left walked very steadily, and he was the son of Lianjia.

The mansion soldier who shouted just now looked at the empty mourning hall and muttered to himself: "I just saw someone."

"There really are ghosts, right? The Eldest Young Master and Mrs. Qi both died suddenly for no reason. Could it be that there are really ghosts playing tricks on them?"

"Ah - there are ghosts, my lord, there are ghosts."

"Shut up, let me hear your nonsense again, I will kill you." Zuo Hanzhou kicked the soldiers down, his eyes were like eagles, and he scanned the entire mourning hall.

The government soldier immediately crawled away in fright.

Chu Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, the same way of death?

Chu Qingyun sneered, her body had fallen outside the wall of the Zuo Mansion.

"Let's stop here tonight and analyze the case tomorrow."

Nanzheng hadn't recovered yet, she was amazed at Chu Qingyun's lightness kung fu, if it wasn't for Chu Qingyun, with his ability, it would have been impossible for him to be able to hide so quickly: "Ah... yes, my lord."

After Nanzheng left, Chu Qingyun relaxed, her chest heaved up and down, and the breath in her dantian was a little confused.

This body, no way.

I thought it was the king, but it turned out to be bronze.

However, anyone who is sick and lies down for a month will not be able to improve their physical fitness.

"Dark Nine."

In the darkness, An Jiu poked his head out from behind a tree branch, holding a candied haws in his hand.

Chu Qingyun smiled slightly, Xiao Anjiu was still a ten-year-old girl after all.

"go home."

An Jiu supported Chu Qingyun's arm, and the master and servant, one on the left and the other on the right, walked on the central street. In the cold and dark night, the lights were shining brightly.

The next day, the House of Bad People.

Chu Qingyun held the refreshment in one hand, and watched carefully with the silver needle pulled from the corpse in the other.

According to the position of the silver needle yesterday, it was at Fengchi point.

This acupuncture point itself is not unusual, the so-called wind, cures wind, pool, stores water.

Ordinary people can press or acupuncture this acupoint after wind evil enters the body to relieve discomfort.

But now just such a small non-toxic silver needle can kill people instantly.

Chu Qingyun was engrossed, and the tips of her ears twitched: "Who?"

"My lord, it's me." Nan Zheng paused half lifting the curtain, wondering if he could come in.

"Come in, I have something to ask you." Chu Qingyun glanced at the half-closed door.

Nanzheng immediately understood, closed the door, and lowered the curtain: "My lord, please tell me."

"I have carefully looked at this silver needle. It is non-toxic and is no different from the acupuncture needles used in ordinary times. Do you know if there is any secret technique in Jianghu that can make people die silently?"

Nan Zheng frowned, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"Just say what you have to say, what do you hesitate to do?"

"My subordinates have heard that the Hu tribe has a secret medicine that can be applied on silver needles and inserted into the back of the neck until death. It is said that this secret medicine can cause wind evil to enter the body, and hemiplegia will not be cured if it is used in a small amount. There is no difference between death and sudden death."

"Didn't you tell me earlier?"

"My lord, these subordinates are all hearsay. Besides, according to the Dazhao Regulations, any official is not allowed to communicate with the Hu people, let alone learn the secret arts of the Hu people."

Chu Qingyun nodded, crushed the tea cake, and clapped her hands.

"Come on, take me to the Zuo family's cemetery."

"This... Even if you use the name of a bad person to break into the ancestral grave of the third-rank minister, it's still..."

"I've already asked, Mr. Zuo's mother is not buried in the Zuo family's ancestral grave, but in the village in the countryside."

While Nan Zheng faintly admired Chu Qingyun's sensitivity, he also felt that this lady's actions were too bold.

In Zuojiazhuangzi.

Nanzheng grabbed an old man with handicapped legs and pretended to be the son of Mrs. Zuo's old friend, and asked for the address.

The servant was dubious, and murmured to himself: "For so many years, no one has ever come to pay homage to Madam except the eldest son."

Chu Qingyun raised her eyebrows, as she expected, the Zuo family is full of heartless and ungrateful people, no wonder they raised such a daughter.

Chu Qingyun took out a bunch of copper coins in her hand, and said softly: "Then please take us to have a look, old man. We have brought paper money and want to give it to Madam in person."

The old man's eyes lit up, but then darkened: "You are late."

He pointed in the direction of Zhongzhou: "Early in the morning, the mansion sent someone to take the coffin away, saying that it was going to be buried in the ancestral grave with the second young master's body."

Nanzheng whispered: "My lord, what should we do now?"

"Good job." Chu Qingyun smiled.

She just felt that digging people's graves was unethical, but someone did it for her today.

Nanzheng didn't understand what Chu Qingyun meant, and said puzzledly, "Once this corpse enters the Zuo family's ancestral grave, we are not allowed to search it without a proper reason."

Chu Qingyun jumped on the horse: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's hurry up and stop the coffin before it enters the city gate."

"My lord...wait for me."

Before Nanzheng could react, Chu Qingyun had already rushed forward.

Those people couldn't move fast while carrying the coffin, they probably haven't entered the city yet.

But Chu Qingyun didn't slow down, she had to stop the coffin hub before entering the city, and there were so many people watching after entering the city, it was inevitable that someone would do something wrong.

……

"My lord, they are at the gate of the city."

"Quick! Don't let them into the city."

Before Chu Qingyun finished speaking, she immediately pinched the horse's belly, and the white war horse roared and galloped to the gate of the city.

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