Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 1733
The butler led his servants, together with the people who came to celebrate his birthday, to Qingyou Valley to find someone.

"Master Zhao, Master Zhao"

"Master, where are you? Master, Master"

"Focus."

The twilight was deep, and the night had come, but there was still no whereabouts of Mr. Zhao.

Someone couldn't help asking: "Could people have gone back?"

As the dark night fell, the housekeeper panicked, shook his head and said, "There is only this way from the mountain villa to the quiet valley. The owner of the villa is going back, so he will definitely meet him."

"Then let's continue to look for it."

"Master Zhao"

"The owner."

"Ah."

Suddenly, shrill screams resounded in Qingyou Valley, overshadowing the shouts of the crowd. The crowd listened to it from a distance, but they felt their hairs stand on end and their backs felt chills.

"This voice, this voice is Zhao. Zhuangzhu Zhao." Someone in the crowd stammered.

The butler's complexion was pale, and the complexions of the others were also not very good-looking. After a few sounds, the quiet valley was completely silent, and the silver-white moonlight fell on the valley, adding a touch of weirdness.

Shen Cheng looked ahead, his dark eyes were as deep as a sea of ​​tranquility, hidden in the night, gloomy and sharp: "Everyone, go over and have a look together."

After finishing speaking, he held Rong Jiu's hand tightly, looked into her eyes, and Rong Jiu nodded to indicate that he would follow him closely.

Following the screams just now, the two rushed over with the others, and soon found Zhuangzhu Zhao.

Zhuangzhu Zhao was hung on a tree with a ferocious face, and his empty eyes stared at his chest in horror. There was a mandala flower in his empty chest, and scarlet blood dripped down the corner of his robe. On the ground, the air seemed to be solidified, and the sound of "tick-tick-tick" was particularly ear-piercing and clear.

"Master!" the housekeeper yelled sadly.

Everyone recovered from the horror, their faces were full of horror. Although they were used to seeing bloody killings, they still couldn't help the chills down their spines when they were so cruel and weird.

Shen Cheng's eyes were as cold as the moonlight, and asked people to put Zhuangzhu Zhao down.

Looking at his bloody chest, Rong Jiu said, "Master Zhao's chest was cut open with a blunt instrument, and then bit by bit, he tore open his chest forcefully and dug out his heart."

Mu Qinghan asked: "At that time, was he still alive?"

Rong Jiu nodded: "Yes."

In an instant, everyone's breathing seemed to be suffocated. What kind of hatred did this murderer have with Zhuangzhu Zhao to torture him like this?

Mu Qinghan's eyes filled with waves: "Isn't that exactly the same as Han Yue's death?"

Rong Jiu shook his head: "It's not the same, Hanyue was hit by the mandala, and there was no pain. Zhuangzhu Zhao was alive and kicked out by the murderer."

The butler staggered and cried loudly: "Villa Master, Villa Master"

The hearts of the people are also sympathetic.

A good birthday, but it has become a death taboo, and the death is so painful and miserable.

Mu Qinghan ordered the police and the servants in the villa: "Come two people to carry Master Zhao back to the villa. The others will continue to search. The murderer may still be in the valley."

"Yes."

The sky was dark and the mountain road was difficult, so Shen Cheng held Rong Jiu's hand with one hand and put his hand on her waist with the other, protecting her in his arms, lest she might make a mistake.

Rong Jiu asked in a low voice: "Master Zhao's death, Mr. What do you think?"

Shen Cheng's voice was calm, and he said in a calm manner: "Perhaps, I already know who the murderer is, but I still can't figure out some things."

Rong Jiu twitched his eyebrows, and looked at him sideways: "Where can't you figure it out?"

(End of this chapter)