Day and night tour

Chapter 7 Where is Your Heart?

The smell of blood and flesh made Zhou Xuan cough.

"Cough, cough!"

Zhou Xuan was coughing when he suddenly heard Xu Li's voice.

"Thank God, Xuanzi finally woke up. Oh! Ancestor, you really scared my sister-in-law to death."

Xu Li slapped his thigh, his voice filled with tears.

Zhou Xuanguan looked at himself a few times. He looked so miserable at this moment. His whole body was covered with blood and his clothes were covered with chicken feathers stained red by blood.

At his feet, there lay a headless chicken.

"It's good that you woke up, it's good that you woke up." Xu Li held Zhou Xuan's face with both hands, looking at him carefully to make sure there was nothing wrong with him.

Zhou Xuan could see clearly that Xu Li's eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

"Your young master is awake, but what about my wife? We must have a good talk about what happened today."

Wu Yun stood aside, bossing around, raising his fist to hit Zhou Xuan.

Fortunately, the third senior brother Li Shuangyi was also in Luoying Hall.

Li Shuangyi started learning opera in elementary school, and he followed the path of a martial artist. Although he was not strong, he was very strong and had many techniques in exerting force.

He pressed Wu Yun's waist with one elbow and pressed his other hand on his collarbone.

Wu Yun struggled to break free, but was blocked and unable to move. He could only howl: "What are you trying to do to me? I came to the Zhou Family Troupe to hire a ghost troupe for my wife, not to let her be a plaything for your young master! Today, no matter what the Zhou Family Troupe says, you have to give me an explanation!"

Li Shuangyi's hands were pinching tightly, but her expression and tone were very polite. She advised: "If you have something to say, please speak slowly. Don't be impulsive, Boss Wu."

Zhou Xuan took the towel handed to him by Xu Li, wiped the blood off his face, and looked at Zheng Meizhu's body.

Zheng Meizhu's body lay quietly on the wooden bed, but her clothes were in disarray, the buttons on the side of her shroud had been undone, and her collar had been pulled down.

Half of her breasts and a black bellyband are exposed.

Xu Li was arguing fiercely with Wu Yun at this time.

Zhou Xuan didn't rush to speak, but listened calmly. Soon, he figured out the whole story from the fragments of the argument.

It turned out that when Zhou Xuan was possessed by evil spirits, Xu Li took Wu Yun to the old stage to see the actors performing underworld plays.

The process went smoothly and Wu Yun was particularly satisfied with those characters.

But when Xu Li and Wu Yun returned to Luoying Hall, they saw Zhou Xuan and Zheng Meizhu lying together.

The sleeping posture is very unsightly.

Zhou Xuan's hand was on Zheng Meizhu's neck, and the latter's clothes were disheveled...

Any normal person would have wild thoughts.

Wu Yun took just one look and became furious. He picked up a bench and was about to smash it on the sleeping Zhou Xuan.

Judging from his temper, he might beat Zhou Xuan to death.

Xu Li acted quickly and hugged the angry Wu Yun. At the same time, he jumped and shouted to the yard: "Something bad has happened. Come and help! Help!"

The continuous shouting alarmed the third senior brother Li Shuangyi.

Li Shuangyi was teaching a few apprentices to walk on the dwarf pole in the yard. When he heard the cry for help, he rushed in, pulled and tugged, and persuaded Wu Yun to leave.

Xu Li also took the opportunity to wake Zhou Xuan up, but found that Zhou Xuan could not be woken up no matter how hard he shouted, and his forehead, hands and feet were cold. When he opened his eyelids, his eyeballs were rolled up.

Having worked in the underworld opera troupe for many years and experienced many strange events, she immediately realized that Zhou Xuan had encountered an evil spirit.

Experience tells her that if someone is possessed by evil spirits, they must be woken up quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to wake up.

She picked up the pot used to water the oleander in the hall and poured the water over Zhou Xuan's head.

no response.

Zhou Xuan looked even more like a corpse than a corpse, and Xu Li was so anxious that she cried.

"What should we do? Xuanzi, wake up! It's all my sister-in-law's fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in Luoying Hall!"

Thanks to Li Shuangyi's reminder: "Sister-in-law, water won't wake him up, you have to use blood."

"Yep."

Xu Li hurriedly ordered the disciples who were gathered at the door: "Go, go to the woodshed and get a chicken. The older the better. Bring a kitchen knife too. Be quick. The young master can't afford to delay any longer."

The apprentice hurriedly grabbed an old laying hen.

Xu Li grabbed the old chicken with his left hand and started chopping it with a kitchen knife in his right hand.

After the chicken's head was chopped off, she pointed the broken neck of the old chicken at Zhou Xuan, and blood spurted all over her.

The fishy and smelly smell of blood slowly woke Zhou Xuan up.

The evil spirit incident has been temporarily settled, but it seems that a bigger accusation has been put on his head.

Playing with Zheng Meizhu is a big bummer. Once it is put on the blame, Zhou Xuan will be seen as a pervert by others.

Xu Li and Li Shuangyi were still arguing with Wu Yun, and the main focus of the argument was "whether Zhou Xuan had actually played with Zheng Meizhu."

"Boss Wu, Xuanzi was possessed by evil spirits. You saw it too. He fainted. He definitely didn't do anything dirty."

"I guess he was possessed by a demon and went crazy. He unknowingly pulled off your lover's clothes."

Wu Yun didn't think so, and said coldly: "Don't try to deceive me with words. My clothes are all taken off like that, and you didn't do anything? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?

Mr. Xu, I was wondering why you asked me to go and talk to Jiao'er. It turns out you just wanted to get me out of the way so that your beastly young boss could do something shameful.

You look kind and gentle, but you are actually full of evil intentions.

Although I, Wu Yun, am only the head of the tram department and have little influence, I do know a few powerful classmates. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, you Zhou family will just have to wait and see."

Zhou Xuan, the main suspect, was quite calm.

He felt that Xu Li’s current focus of the debate was actually a bit biased.

It is difficult to say at this moment whether he had done anything inappropriate towards Zheng Meizhu.

There were no eyewitnesses.

Without video evidence, it is difficult to obtain evidence, or it is impossible to obtain evidence at all.

Only Zhou Xuan himself knows that he didn't do it, but he is the person involved. Can he testify for himself?

Since the situation is like this, it is just a Rashomon. It would be a waste of time to continue arguing.

Moreover, whether Zhou Xuan tricked him or not is not important to the situation.

The most important thing is - we can’t let Wu Yun take the blame!

In short, just tell him to shut up and stop messing around.

Presenting facts and evidence is just one way to make people shut up, but it is not the only way.

When Wu Yun was angry and wanted to hit him again, Zhou Xuan suddenly said, "Blame the fetus!"

Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, his eyes evasive, but he quickly adjusted himself and yelled at Zhou Xuan: "Little bastard, you have more people in the Zhou family, I can't beat you, but you wait, in these two days, I will let the police station..."

His evasive eyes did not deceive Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan had an idea in mind.

After he woke up, he always felt that what he saw, heard, and encountered when he was possessed by evil spirits just now was like a dream, illusory and unreal.

He told the storyteller that "Wu Yun raised the ghost baby by using the method of resentful fetus", but he was not 100% sure that this had happened in reality.

So, he needs to test.

At this time, Wu Yun reacted strongly to the three words "怨生胎", which proved that what the storyteller said was definitely not fabricated.

"hehe."

Zhou Xuan boldly leaned close to Wu Yun's ear and whispered, "You are very cruel to your wife, cutting her tongue and pulling out her nails... hehe..."

The rest needs no further explanation.

Wu Yun calmed himself down, and without saying a word, he carried Zheng Meizhu's body on his back, said "it's all a misunderstanding", and walked out of Luoying Hall.

Xu Li was very confused. She couldn't understand why Zhou Xuan cleared the name of Wu Yun, the stubborn man, by just whispering a few words to him.
"Xuan Zi, what did you say to him? He is not someone you can easily mess with." Xu Li asked curiously.

Zhou Xuan continued to wipe his face with the wet towel and did not continue the topic.

He was thinking about how to continue to deal with Wu Yun. Even though Wu Yun had admitted defeat, he could not swallow this humiliation. He had been tormented by the ghost baby for a whole afternoon and finally woke up, but Wu Yun took the blame for him. He must not let him have it easy.

Write an anonymous letter to the police station? Report him?

Judging from what Wu Yun said, he has connections in the imperial court. Don't let him fail to report you and end up getting himself into trouble.

The most important thing is that I don’t have any evidence yet, and the storyteller’s words cannot be used as evidence.

Should he tell his sister Zhou Lingyi what he knew about Wu Yun's shortcomings, and let his resourceful sister deal with Wu Yun properly?
This seems to be a solution.

"I'll go find her later."

Zhou Xuan muttered the idea of ​​shaking someone off before he wiped his face clean. Wu Yun also walked to the door of Luoying Hall with his lover's body on his back.

Suddenly, the sound of a copper bell came into the room.

Zhou Xuan looked up and saw Zhou Lingyi walking in with an umbrella.

If you miss your sister, she will be here right away?

Zhou Lingyi put away the umbrella, rang the cowbell with her right hand again, and said with a smile: "It's really lively in Luoying Hall."

Li Shuangyi and Xu Li hurriedly bowed their heads and greeted, "Master."

"Boss, the commotion just now... was all a misunderstanding." Wu Yun took the initiative to smooth things over.

Zhou Lingyi leaned against the armchair. Li Shuangyi had a sharp eye. He took out a cigar box from the cabinet, took out a cigar and lit it for her.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Zhou Lingyi ordered, "Third Senior Brother, Sister-in-law, I have something to discuss with Wu, you two can leave first."

Li Shuangyi and Xu Li hurried out and closed the door of Luoying Hall.

Wu Yun looked at the closed door and asked, "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Master Wu, let me ask you, where is your heart?"

Zhou Lingyi asked a very strange question.

"My heart? My heart is in my stomach." Wu Yun didn't know why the other party asked this and felt a little impatient.

"Reach inside your stomach and see if your heart is still there."

Zhou Lingyi smoked the cigar very slowly without taking a breath in between. The light of the cigarette butt was hidden in the ashes at first, but as he continued to smoke, it gradually became brighter until it was like a piece of red-hot iron.

Zhou Xuan could see that his sister's eyes were changing with the light of the cigarette butt, becoming increasingly deep and mysterious, and impossible to look directly at.

It seemed that if I looked at her for one more moment, my spirit would be restrained by her.

Affected by Zhou Lingyi's gaze, Wu Yun became dazed. His hands loosened and Zheng Meizhu's body rolled off his back.

Without paying attention to the corpse, Wu Yun was very anxious at this time, like a smoker with a craving for cigarettes. He groped his body with both hands and muttered, "My heart must be in my stomach, but I can't reach it in. I really can't reach it in."

When he was about to pull his hair out with anxiety, he suddenly saw a bloody knife on the table.

The knife Xu Li used to chop off the chicken's head.

He grabbed the knife as if he had seen opium, and made a vertical cut on his belly, with the incision extending from the Danzhong point to his belly button.

Then a horizontal cut was made, with the incision running from the left rib to the right rib.

The movements were so swift and the techniques were so brutal that Zhou Xuan couldn't help but smack his lips in amazement, and even felt a little nauseous.

In his previous life, the bloodiest scene he had ever seen was just the killing of a cow.

A living person stabbed himself with a knife. The impact of the blood and flesh on the knife wound on the senses was dozens of times stronger than killing a cow. Zhou Xuan felt physically nauseous when he saw it.

The cross-shaped knife mark opened Wu Yun's abdominal cavity.

Wu Yun grabbed the wound with both hands, ripped it open fiercely, and boasted proudly: "Boss Zhou, look at my heart, is it in my stomach?"

Zhou Lingyi sneered and didn't even look at it.

Zhou Xuan looked carefully, but he almost vomited...

(End of this chapter)