Bloody Kyoto

Li Nanle's mind was buzzing, and she couldn't think of anything. Yunxia was dead; her only relative was dead.

Death means I will never see her laugh or cry again, nor hear her voice.

From then on, she was all alone in this unfamiliar world.

A feeling of loneliness instantly washed over her, and she instinctively hugged herself and squatted down.

The old beggar could tell from her appearance that the person in front of him had a good relationship with Madam Gu.

Madam Gu was a kind person. All of them, this group of beggars, had some health problems, and it was Madam Gu who cured them.

He stepped forward and whispered words of comfort, "Young lady, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

Li Nanle didn't hear him; she was lost in her own world.

From recalling past moments, to gradually accumulating hatred.

Yunxia possesses healing abilities. Although her ability level may not be high, she can still regrow severed limbs if the person uses all her abilities.

Moreover, her own healing ability is even stronger; she won't die unless her heart is ripped out or her skull is chopped off.

Now they say she's dead.

How did he die?

There is only one possibility: he was murdered, and in an extremely cruel way.

She slowly stood up, her eyes, hidden beneath her black robe, turning blood red.

No matter who it is, she will not let them go.

"Old man, do you know how she died?"

"I heard he died of a serious illness."

Li Nanle scoffed inwardly. A malignant illness? What kind of malignant illness could kill Yunxia?

That's a perfectly valid excuse.

She continued, "Grandpa, do you know where her grave is?"

Her voice was no longer gentle; it had become cold and ruthless.

The old beggar wasn't scared at all; instead, he felt sorry for her. "Young lady, do you want to go and pay your respects? I happen to know where she's buried; I can take you there."

Li Nanle glanced at the little beggars peeking out from the entrance of the dilapidated temple and said, "No need, just point out the general location."

The old beggar glanced back at the little beggars. It was getting late, and he was indeed worried about leaving them alone in the dilapidated temple, but if he let her search like this, she probably wouldn't find them.

Because there was no tombstone at all, just a small mound of earth.

"Girl, that grave is hard to find."

"It's alright, as long as I know the general location, I can find it."

Seeing her insistence, the old beggar didn't say anything more and pointed out the location to her.

Li Nanle left behind a bag of loose silver and headed towards the place where Yunxia was buried.

Night fell, but it did not slow Li Nanle's pace.

She ran all the way to the mountain the old beggar had mentioned, then squatted down, placed her hands on the ground, and closed her eyes.

Then all the plants in the mountains came to life.

A moment later, she located the grave and quickly moved through the dense forest, with all the vegetation automatically parting wherever she went.

After running for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, she stood in front of a relatively new earthen mound.

There was no tombstone, just a small mound of earth.

Looking at this extremely simple little mound, the storm hidden in her eyes seemed capable of destroying the world.

He tossed out a section of kudzu vine, which grew rapidly, then stuck into a mound of earth, wrapping up an ordinary red coffin.

With another wave of her hand, she and the coffin vanished from the spot.

in space.

She flung open the coffin lid and, upon seeing what was inside, completely broke down.

His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and blood dripped from his clenched hands.

Then he knelt down, burst into tears, and pounded the ground with his bloodied fists.

Half a month, just half a month.

If she had arrived two weeks earlier, could she have been saved?

She imagined she would die a horrible death, with her heart ripped out or her head chopped off.

But she never imagined that someone would scrape all the flesh off her body.

There were many knife marks on her skeleton; she had been slowly sliced ​​to death.

Unforgivable!

no way!

After venting her anger, Li Nanle calmed down and began to analyze the situation.

First of all, the old beggar and his companions did not know that Yunxia had been subjected to slow slicing, meaning that she was not sentenced to slow slicing by the imperial court.

Therefore, the only option left was to carry out the execution by slow slicing in private.

But why was it slow slicing?

She seemed to realize something, and her eyes widened suddenly. They must have discovered that ordinary methods couldn't kill Yunxia, ​​so they resorted to slow slicing.

But that's not right either...

Even if her healing ability was exposed, shouldn't they have tried to curry favor with her or recruit her for their own use? Why would they have killed her?

*

Nighttime, at Grand Tutor Fu's residence.

"Oh no, there's a ghost!"

One of the guards, who had just finished using the toilet, shouted out. The other guards quickly ran over, grabbed the shouting guard, and scolded him.

"What are you yelling about? You've woken up your masters. I'll skin you alive!"

"Yes, there's a ghost, there really is a ghost." The frightened guard pointed at a big tree and stammered, "Just now, that branch stretched out, and the grass over there suddenly grew taller."

Upon hearing this, the other guards all looked at the tree and grass he mentioned, but nothing seemed amiss.

"You're seeing things. The trees are still trees, and the grass is still grass. There are no strange phenomena like you described."

"I'm not seeing things, there really isn't, it's a ghost, it must be Xiao..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone covered his mouth and said, "Shut up, don't talk nonsense. If the master hears you, no one can protect you."

Upon hearing this, the guard nodded in fear; he feared his masters more than ghosts.

"Alright, you must have eaten something bad today, which caused your eyes to have problems too. You don't need to keep watch tonight, switch with Da Kui."

"Okay, thank you, boss."

After the guards left, Li Nanle appeared behind a tree, making sure she didn't miss the word 'xiao' that the guard had mentioned earlier.

It's clear they knew how Yunxia died, otherwise they wouldn't have assumed there was a ghost at the slightest disturbance, and that ghost was Yunxia.

She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before entering the space again. When she came out, she had already turned into a 'ghost'.

She wore skull makeup, her hair was disheveled, and she was dressed in a white undergarment that had been stained red.

She dropped a mutated ivy seed, and with a slight twitch of her finger, the mutated ivy began to sprout and grow. Once it had grown enough vines, it lifted her up and began to move.

From a distance, it looks like it's floating.

She didn't make any noise; she just floated around the mansion, lingering in front of each house for a while.

Although no one made a sound, she knew that many of the night watch maids had seen her.

Some were so frightened they fainted, some lost their voices, and others, perhaps because they were mentally strong, covered their mouths tightly to keep quiet.

The night passed like this.

After daybreak, many people in the manor fell ill, and many others went mad.

Meanwhile, some people in the manor who hadn't seen the ghost last night also learned about the 'ghost' from the ramblings of some people.

Furthermore, they learned what the 'ghost' looked like from the relatively lucid eyewitnesses.

Most of the masters in the Grand Tutor's mansion were also frightened into illness.

Only the family members and some mentally strong individuals resolutely refused to believe it, saying that someone was faking it.

Madam Fu lay on the bed, her face pale and her eyes lifeless, muttering "retribution" over and over.

Grand Tutor Fu was extremely annoyed by his wife's appearance.

He suppressed his agitation, sat down on the edge of the bed, and held his wife's hand to comfort her, "Princess Hui is a capable person. She said early on that there are no ghosts in this world, nor is there any such thing as revenge."

Don't scare yourself. Something might have really happened last night, but it definitely wasn't a ghost. It was probably just someone playing a trick.

Upon hearing the mention of Princess Ahui, Old Madam Fu immediately grasped his hand, "Let Princess Ahui come to the manor for a visit."

Grand Tutor Fu patted her hand and nodded, "Alright, I'll send a message to Yan Ji in a bit."

Perhaps she was too scared, because once she relaxed, Madam Fu fell into a deep sleep.

Grand Tutor Fu walked outside the courtyard and called out, "Grand Tutor Fu."

A man dressed in shorts knelt down in front of him and said, "Tell me in detail what you saw last night."

Fu Da's expression was conflicted, and he remained silent for a long time.

Grand Tutor Fu glanced at him, his brows furrowing slightly, and strode out. "Follow me."

After the people left, a flowering vine in the yard shook.

Li Nanle received the message from Hua Teng in an abandoned courtyard of the Fu residence, and the hatred emanating from her body seemed to devour the heavens and earth.

Judging from the guard's reaction last night and Old Madam Fu's reaction just now, Yunxia's death is inextricably linked to the Fu family.

And then there's Fu Yan, the nominal brother-in-law. Judging from the conversation between Old Man Fu and his wife, he seems to be quite familiar with that princess named A Hui.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have sought out that princess, but instead sent a message to that brother-in-law.

Yunxia's death was probably also related to that princess.

What do you mean there's no retribution in this world?

If not, then I am your retribution.

Upon arriving at the study, Grand Tutor Fu sat in his armchair, his fingers tapping incessantly on the armrest.

Fu Da stood respectfully before him, head bowed.

"Say it!"

"Yes!"

Fu Da organized his thoughts and said, "That ghost...that person's hands, feet, and face were all skeletons, and he walked in a floating manner."

Upon hearing his words, Grand Tutor Fu's face darkened, and he grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it at him.

Fu Da didn't dodge, and the teacup hit him directly on the forehead, a trickle of blood flowing down his forehead.

"You also think that's a ghost?" Grand Tutor Fu suddenly stood up, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back. "That's utterly absurd! Where in this world do ghosts come from?"

Fu Da remained silent. He didn't know if ghosts existed, but he didn't believe that what he saw last night wasn't a ghost.

Fu Taishi sat down irritably, pinched his brow, and waved wearily at Fu Da.

"Go down! If that one shows up again tonight, arrest him immediately."

"Yes!"