Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 134 Chapter 133 It's too late

There was dead silence in the main hall.

Feng Xiuhu stared at Youkehu with a bad look.

Yukhu's expression was also extremely ugly: "Don't look, it's not me."

"I know."

Feng Xiuhu said, "I just want to glare at you."

Yukhu gritted his teeth and endured it.

He wiped the blood off his face and stood up to examine the body.

"The wound is smooth and neat, as if it was caused by some sharp weapon."

Yukhu subconsciously looked at the only sharp weapon in the room - the hatchet on the table.

Feng Xiuhu put the axe back at his waist: "It's not me, the axe has always been here, you saw it."

Yukhu said angrily: "Of course I know, the murderer is not here at all."

Feng Xiuhu asked curiously, "How did the murderer kill people?"

Yukhu lowered his head and pondered: "Spells, magical weapons, there is always a way to kill people."

Feng Xiuhu spat: "This is to silence someone."

Yukehu's eyes were gloomy. "The key point is why they silenced her. What on earth could Zhao Yingxia say?"

Feng Xiuhu's eyes rolled: "The spirit should still be there, right?"

Yukhu sighed, pulled a short staff from his sleeve, and chanted, "Follow the guidance of the mist, and those who have lost their way will return."

With a point of the short staff, mist emerged in front of Yukhu and quickly gathered to form a door.

Several spirits transformed from mist emerged from the door, circling and running around rapidly, as if searching, but after a while they returned to the door and disappeared.

"As expected."

Yukhu sighed and shook his head: "Her spirit has also dissipated. If the murderer dared to kill like this, he would definitely not leave such an obvious flaw."

Feng Xiuhu was at his wit's end, so he spread his hands and asked, "What should we do now?"

Yukhu looked at Zhao Yingxia's head and said, "I will bring the news back and take the body with me. I still need to give an explanation to the Duke of Da."

"As for you..."

Yukhu looked over, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Feng Xiuhu quickly defended himself: "You know, this has nothing to do with me."

Yukhu sneered: "I know it's useless. I can't control what the Great Power Guild thinks - after all, Zhao Yingxia did die in your house."

Feng Xiuhu was silent. Yu Kehu was right.

He couldn't ask someone he already had a grudge against to think well of him.

Yukhu was kind enough. Seeing Feng Xiuhu remained silent, he said something fair: "But there are too many suspicious points in this matter. The church will definitely investigate thoroughly. I can prove that Zhao Yingxia's death had nothing to do with you, so you don't have to worry about being punished by the church."

After saying that, he waved for the man in black to come in and carried the body out.

Feng Xiuhu looked at their backs as they left, and kept recalling what Lu Hongxi and Zhao Yingxia had said in his mind.

Silently, his left eye turned into a vertical pupil.

With a blink of an eye, the pupil returned to normal.

The Eclipse in my mind suddenly said, "She has no shadow."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned and immediately lowered his gaze.

There were only the shadows of two men in black shirts on the ground beneath the headless corpse being carried by two people.

Where is Zhao Yingxia's shadow?
Feng Xiuhu was shocked: "Is this a ghost?!"

He turned around and shouted to Xi Yaoer, "Hurry and take a look! Is that paper money she gave me?!"

Xi Yaoer quickly lowered her head to look through the pages and whispered, "That's right, Master."

She didn't dare speak too loudly because she hadn't recovered from the shock she had just experienced.

Feng Xiuhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Eclipse asked again, "Was there a shadow when she came?"

Feng Xiuhu tried hard to recall, but because he had not paid attention, he could not say for sure.

Eclipse was silent for a long time, as if thinking: "There are still survivors."

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand: "What?" Shi said: "Butler."

Feng Xiuhu suddenly understood.

The housekeeper may not know less about Lu Hongxi's affairs than Zhao Yingxia. If the murderer wants to silence him, the housekeeper will most likely not be let off.

Feng Xiuhu was about to go out when Shunzi called out from behind, "Brother, where are you going?"

The weird and bloody scene just now was also a big shock to Shunzi. He had never experienced such a thing in his life, so he was actually scared in his heart.

Feng Xiuhu said to him, "Guard the house well and wait for me to come back."

……

Yukhu and his gang left in a horse-drawn carriage, and when Feng Xiuhu came out of the house, they were no longer there.

He hailed a rickshaw and took it to the upper city.

After getting off the car in front of the iron gate of the upper city, Feng Xiuhu wanted to pay, but when he felt in his pocket he found nothing - he was wearing a brand new priest robe at the time and had no money at all.

He looked at the driver, and the driver looked at him.

The two looked at each other.

Feng Xiuhu said, "How about...buy on credit first?"

The driver smiled and said, "Sir, it's not much money, forget it."

After saying this, the driver ran away as if he was afraid that Feng Xiuhu would turn against him the next second.

The moral value is dropping every day, but Feng Xiuhu has no time to do anything about it.

He hurried into the upper city and was about to hail a carriage to go to Lu Hongxi's house to inquire, but suddenly he saw a familiar figure walking out.

Morgan Guardsman.

Guard Officer Morgan did not expect to meet Feng Xiuhu at the gate of the upper city area. Both of them were stunned.

Feng Xiuhu immediately became aggressive: "Great, you skipped work! You're done with your perfect attendance this month!"

"What is perfect attendance?"

Guard Officer Morgan didn't react immediately, and quickly explained, "I've asked for leave, and Bishop Konate knows."

Feng Xiuhu curled his lips and said, "Why are you still lingering in the Holy Hall? Have you forgotten what I said last night?"

This topic made Guard Officer Morgan's face turn pale. "The transfer order is not something you and I can decide. Only the commander has the final say."

Feng Xiuhu sneered, pointed at him and said, "Alright, then stay here. You'll have to bear the consequences later. I keep my word."

The two went their separate ways.

Feng Xiuhu got on a carriage and came to Lu Hongxi's house again.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw the iron gate was wide open and the building was full of noise.

Feng Xiuhu felt doubtful and was about to go in when someone suddenly called out from behind.

"Father Feng Xiuhu."

When I looked back, it turned out to be another acquaintance.

Or Yukhhu.

The two looked at each other, and it seemed that they had the same idea.

"housekeeper?"

Yukhu asked.

Feng Xiuhu nodded and pointed inside: "It seems something happened."

The two of them entered the western-style building together.

The servants in the building were in chaos. Some were clamoring to report to the police, some were shouting that they had encountered evil spirits, and more were hurriedly packing up their things, taking whatever they saw, wishing they could escape immediately.

Yukhu grabbed a maid and asked, "What happened?"

The maid looked terrified: "Someone's dead! Another person's dead!"

Snapped!
Feng Xiuhu slapped her in the face, bringing her back to consciousness. "Who died?"

The maid covered her face and cried, "The butler died. He was giving us a lecture, saying that the family would soon have a new master and asked us to work peacefully. Before he could finish his words, his head fell off out of thin air!"

Feng Xiuhu and Youkehu looked at each other again.

They were a step too late.

PS: What did Officer Morgan do on his leave?
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