Bloody Kyoto

early morning

The Fu family members, who were waiting to catch the 'ghost,' didn't sleep all night, but the 'ghost' never appeared.

Instead of being disappointed, everyone was quite happy.

What does this mean? It means that it really isn't a ghost, but rather someone is faking it.

They probably knew they were prepared, so they didn't dare to show up.

If they were real ghosts, would they be afraid of these human tricks?

"Ah Hui, you've been keeping watch all night, go and get some rest." Fu Yanji gently pulled her cloak tighter around her, his tone incredibly tender.

Princess Hui gave him a gentle smile. "Well, just because that ghost didn't appear last night doesn't mean it won't appear tonight. We still have to keep watch tonight, and you need to get some rest too."

"I know, I'll go rest in a bit. I'll take you home first." Fu Yanji said goodbye to the other members of the Fu family, then put his arm around her shoulder and left.

As the Fu family members watched the two people in front of them, so affectionate, some smiled, some looked disdainful, and some showed hatred.

“My third brother suffered a lot in his childhood, and even married a monster. It was tough for him, but thankfully everything is fine now,” said Fu Cheng, the eldest son of the Fu family, with a smile.

“That’s right! That monster is vulgar and his words and actions are despicable. How can he be compared to a top noble lady like Princess Hui?” Fu Feng, the second young master of the Fu family, chimed in.

"Alright, that person is a thing of the past. Let's all watch our words." Grand Tutor Fu waved his hand, though he said to watch our words, his superior expression didn't seem like that of someone who would watch his words.

"Go back and rest quickly. As Princess Hui said, we still have to keep watch tonight."

“The sons know, they will go and rest now.”

After the two young masters of the Fu family left, Grand Tutor Fu sighed and ordered people to prepare a carriage.

He couldn't sleep yet; he had to go to the palace to tell the emperor about the Fu family's situation and ask for leave for his sons.

At noon, Li Nanle slowly woke up in the space. After waking up, Li Nanle was stunned for a moment, then calmly got up and went back to the container.

When the maid saw Li Nanle, she instinctively tried to back away, but she was bound by kudzu vines and couldn't move at all.

What's going on? This deity seems much more dangerous than he did a few hours ago.

"God, Your Excellency, do you have any further questions?"

The subtext is, if you have no more questions, can you let her go?

Li Nanle walked up to her, placed a hand over her eyes, and asked, "Honestly, what have you done to Huo Yunxia?"

His cold expression, icy voice, and the dark shadow in front of his eyes terrified the maid.

She cried, trembling, unable to utter a single word.

“Speak quickly, or you will not only die, but your soul will also be thrown into a furnace and burned for millions of years, never to be released.”

Upon hearing that her soul would be burned for thousands of years without ever finding release, the maid suddenly felt that death was no longer frightening; on the contrary, it was a kind of liberation.

“I said that I once followed the old lady’s orders and delivered a bowl of chicken soup with special medicine added to it to the third young mistress.”

What kind of special medicine is it?

"This servant does not know, I only know that the medicine was brought by Princess Ahui's sect."

"What kind of sect does she belong to?"

"It seems to be a reclusive family. I don't know exactly what they do, but I do know that the family is very powerful and even the emperor is wary of them."

Li Nanle lowered her eyes. A reclusive family? It sounds impressive, but no matter how powerful they are, she will make this family disappear completely.

"You've only ever done this one thing?"

The maid nodded frantically, "Yes, I have only done one such thing."

Li Nanle nodded slightly, removed her hand from pressing down on her eyes, and turned to leave.

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as she did, she was pricked by kudzu vines and turned into a hedgehog.

She coughed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and wore a relieved smile on her face.

Before she breathed her last, she thought that since she had cooperated so well, the gods probably wouldn't throw her into the furnace!

At noon, a scream rang out outside the Fu residence, plunging the entire Fu residence and even the entire Zhuque Lane into panic.

A hanging corpse suddenly appeared at the main entrance of the Fu family's residence. If it were just hanging, it wouldn't be too frightening.

The problem is that the corpse's death was too gruesome.

His entire body was pierced by vines, and blood dripped down the vines. Even in such a terrible state, the deceased still had a strange smile on his face.

The Fu family immediately recognized the deceased as someone from the old lady's courtyard. They were both frightened and furious, and actually hung the body at the Fu family's gate.

This is blatant provocation.

The body was taken down but not carried into the mansion; instead, it was placed at the main gate.

According to custom, when a maid or servant in the household dies, no matter how she died, it is kept secret so that outsiders do not know.

But not today, because this is at the main gate. Those who need to know already know, and those who don't will find out in a very short time.

There's absolutely no need to hide it; we might as well investigate it openly and honestly to find out what really happened.

Lord Zhao Rongyuan of the Jingzhao Prefecture arrived quickly with his constables and coroner.

First, we greeted each other, and then we got into work mode.

The constables entered the mansion to inquire about the deceased's life and whereabouts, while the coroner began examining the body.

After examining the body, the coroner began to question the meaning of life.

How does this soft kudzu vine manage to get into a person's body?

"Did you find anything?" Zhao Rongyuan squatted down next to the coroner and asked.

The coroner frowned and replied, "Sir, this is very strange. These kudzu vines were inserted directly into the body while the deceased was still alive."

"Isn't this what everyone saw?" Zhao Rongyuan asked, puzzled. "The deceased was killed by these vines being inserted into his body."

The coroner shook his head, looking puzzled. "Sir, kudzu vines are soft vines; they can't possibly pierce a person through."

"Moreover, this vine is so tender that it is obviously not a vine that has been growing for many years. It is at most a year old. There is no way that such a tender vine could pierce a human body."

Zhao Yuanrong stood up, looked down at the gruesome corpse, and asked, "Is it possible that the murderer first stabbed the body with a knife and then inserted the vine?"

The coroner shook his head. "Sir, as I just said, this person was impaled by vines while still alive."

Zhao Yuanrong frowned. It was truly bizarre. He caught a glimpse of the smile on the corpse's face out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but shudder.

He quickly shifted his gaze to Fu Cheng, "Lord Fu, the deceased was tortured to death like this, it's clear he had a grudge against someone."

Furthermore, the body was found hanging at the entrance of the Fu family residence. The murderer's purpose in doing this was clearly to provoke and challenge the Fu family. I wonder if Lord Fu has any leads to provide.

This means asking him if the Fu family has any major enemies.

Fu Cheng naturally understood the meaning behind his words, and his expression turned ugly. "Lord Zhao, if the murderer had a grudge against our Fu family, he wouldn't have killed a maid, but the master of the Fu family."

Lord Zhao smiled faintly and asked no more questions, but in his heart he was disdainful. He thought that big families cared too much about face and didn't even care about their own safety.