Master, please take it easy

Chapter 48
"That's his business, it has nothing to do with us." Chu Liangyin and Zhuge Wufan walked side by side in the direction of Yizhuang, Ning Zhaoran turned his head, his eyes stayed on the gate of Murong Mansion for a few seconds, and finally let out a cold snort.

Yizhuang is located in the suburbs of Lanzhou. It is quiet and uninhabited. On weekdays, there is only an old man who is on watch.

"The young master of the Xiao family has friendship with Liangyin?" Zhuge Wufan suddenly spoke as the three of them walked forward, his voice was light and calm. Although he walked behind, he did see the interaction between Chu Liangyin and young master Xiao.

Chu Liangyin was also surprised, glanced at Zhuge Wufan, nodded, "Well, I once snatched the hydrangea from the daughter of the richest man in Linping City together with Xiao Yu Nuoning Zhaoran."

Ning Zhaoran snorted softly over there, stroked the long hair on his shoulder with one hand, his face was full of disdain, "That little bastard has a lot of eyes, Chu Liangyin, stay away from him in the future, I don't want to see him."

Chu Liangyin glanced at her coldly, "At least it's more reliable than you. When I was in Jiutianjian, I remember that the person who grabbed me was Xiao Yunuo. Where were you Ning Zhaoran at that time?"

Ning Zhaoran immediately shut up, rolled his eyes, and muttered angrily, "It's not because he's in the way, or I can miss it?"

Chu Liangyin didn't pay any attention to her anymore, because Yizhuang had already appeared in front of her eyes, and the sun was shining brightly, but it was very gloomy all her life.

"Oh, it's so eerie." Ning Zhaoran's eyes showed disgust. She hated to touch this kind of place the most. It was dark and cold, and there was nothing there, but it still made people feel creepy.

The Yizhuang was well repaired, but the plaque hanging on the gate was a bit mottled after being exposed to the wind and sun, which made the Yizhuang feel a bit more desolate.

Chu Liangyin took a few steps up the steps, raised her hand and knocked on the door. After a while, there was the sound of dragging footsteps from inside, which could be heard as the footsteps of an old man.

Creaking, the closed door was pushed open from the inside, and the person who appeared in front of him made Chu Liangyin's eyelids twitch.

The person who opened the door was an old man, wearing a gray cloth, only 1.6 meters tall, with a crutch under his right armpit, but the position of his right leg under the cloth was somewhat empty. Obviously, his right leg disappeared up.

He is about 70 to [-] years old, the few remaining gray hairs on his head, and his face is distorted, as if the bones in the face have deformed themselves.The hand that opened the door was also horribly deformed, with no normal five fingers visible, all twisted in strange postures.

He slowly withdrew his hand to open the door, and his invisible eyes, which had been squeezed by the deformed bones, glanced at the three people standing outside, "What's the matter?" The voice was thick and indistinct, as if his throat had been muffled. A layer of glue is average.

Chu Liangyin nodded, "Let's check the corpses of the victims in the Murong Mansion and see if we can find some clues about the murderer." She answered comprehensively, different from treating others, and her tone of respect was obvious.

The old man didn't say anything more, turned around slowly, and staggered away with a cane. From his back and walking posture, it could be observed that the bones of his whole body were deformed, twisted and horrific.

Ning Zhaoran stood under the steps rubbing his arms, his body covered in goose bumps, it was the first time he saw such an uncomfortable person, how could his body be twisted like that.

"Let's go." Chu Liangyin turned back, glanced at Zhuge Wufan who was still full of pity and pity for the old man, and Ning Zhaoran who was rubbing his arms and shaking goose bumps, "It should be leprosy, nothing to make a fuss about, normal symptoms .”

Ning Zhaoran rolled his eyes, "That's scary, okay?" The point is too uncomfortable, and the ancient monsters in the book are not as scary as the old man just now.

Chu Liangyin ignored it, and walked straight into the Yizhuang. What came to his face was the coldness, not the coldness of the temperature, but another kind of inexplicable coldness. The thick Yin Qi gathered here, even if the sun was high in the sky. Even photos can't cover up the yin that chills people's necks.

The Yizhuang is very spacious, but there are also many houses that seem to have been abandoned. The doors are gone, and there are abandoned coffins inside, which are placed in a mess.

Walking all the way in, I finally saw a spacious hall, where the coffins were lined up, one next to the other, filling the entire wide hall, even the corners. Put the people who died in Murong Mansion.

"Hmm, it's spectacular." Chu Liangyin sighed sincerely, guessing that all the servants of the Murong Mansion were placed here, so messy.

"It's so pitiful." Ning Zhaoran felt a little creepy. Although there were so many dead people, putting so many together in this kind of place really made one's scalp tingle.

Chu Liangyin stepped up, and the dilapidated hall was crowded with coffins. She just stopped by the coffin by the door, and Zhuge Wufan also walked in and stood beside Chu Liangyin.

"You two watch it, I'd better not watch it, or you will feel uncomfortable for a few days." Ning Zhaoran turned his eyes around and could see how much she didn't like it here.

Chu Liangyin didn't bother to pay attention to her, and walked to the side of the coffin, and then put her right hand on the side, and when she exerted force on her wrist, there was a bang, and the lid of the wooden coffin was lifted instantly, revealing the ugly corpse inside, Zhuge Wu Fan raised one hand and put it under his nose, but his face showed pity.

Chu Liangyin frowned. The corpse was cut off from the waist, and it was randomly placed here. The surrounding boards were covered with dried blood, and some internal organs were exposed. It was simply too horrible to look at.

"It was cut cleanly with one sword." Chu Liangyin glanced at the severed waist, the incision was clean and neat, the deceased didn't even feel any pain, his face was calm, and he died very quickly.

"Isn't it cruel?" Zhuge Wufan said lightly, then turned his head to look elsewhere, his eyes were full of unbearable.

Chu Liangyin glanced at him, then raised his hand to straighten the coffin lid, "Otherwise, you should go out too."

Then he walked to the other side and lifted the lid of the coffin. The corpse inside was intact, but his expression was ferocious, his eyes were completely rounded, and the mouth was mushy. The fatal wound was the mouth, and a sword pierced through it. But, no wonder the expression is so ferocious and terrified!
(End of this chapter)