Weird show

※one※

Pan Ziyun's eyes fell on the last two skulls.

"I just killed this man at the beginning of the year. He had a ferocious face when he was listening to "The Legend of the Servant" in the town, and he was seen by Young Master Lu; that night he entered Su's house with a knife to investigate, and he used the Sumen Knife technique. I succeeded in a sneak attack from behind and dragged him to a place where no one was there to question him.

"I pretended to be Yuan Yuan that day. I just wanted to pretend that she avenged herself. I didn't expect that the killer had no eyes, thought I was Yuan Yuan himself, and said a lot of embarrassing things. From his words, I learned that Lian Su The old men don’t know whose hands they fell into. Those people disappeared out of thin air after they took action, and there was no remnant of chasing after them, so Su Men guessed that the people who did the action were not familiar with them at all....It’s a pity that I don’t know how to extract a confession , I can't ask anything related to Su Yulong, so I can only kill him.

"The last person, a few days ago, went to Huaishu Village to inquire about the old news of Su's residence. He learned that there was a 'female ghost' in it, and he specifically told the villagers about the appearance of Yuanyuan and Miss Ji, and asked if the female ghost belonged to them. But this man doesn’t use a short knife, he uses a sword. So I saw you also use a sword the other day... a moment of recklessness.”

After that, it was naturally the three beasts that Ji Shuliu had just killed.

Qin Songfeng nodded: "Thank you, Brother Pan, for helping us clear up the confusion. You may not know the reason why we came here. Bai Zhi has been missing since this incident. We were entrusted by someone to find his whereabouts. If you remember For other related news, please tell us. If you still want to continue to deal with Sumen and seek revenge from Mr. Buwu, we are also willing to help you."

Pan Ziyun's eyes seemed to be shaken, but he immediately lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I listened to what Yuan said, and my knowledge is limited. Among the five people who escaped together, Yuan died of illness with hatred. Miss Ji went to nowhere. Another person suddenly went mad and committed suicide, and the other two escaped into Buddhism, and they stopped communicating with each other after Yuan Yuan died."

Ji Shuliu's eyes turned around in the empty room, and landed on a table with pens and inks on it, but no paper or books, and suddenly remembered something: "Every time the Su family accepts an order to kill someone, will they Will the news be recorded in the register?"

Pan Ziyun said: "It is said that it was not possible before, but in the last four years, that is, the four years since he started using the small killer to block the knife, Su Qian suddenly had a whim and decided to sum up the experience for future generations. The records are very detailed."

He walked to the corner of the room and opened a hidden door on one wall, revealing a small bookcase.The things in the cabinet were messy, and Pan Ziyun moved some loose pages from the upper layer to the empty space in the middle, and then took out a large booklet that was nearly five inches thick and carefully bound.

Even Qin Songfeng was startled: "How many people did he kill?"

Pan Ziyun shook his head: "The records are detailed."

Pan Ziyun was about to close the hidden door, but the door was pulled by a hand.

Ji Shuliu stood behind him at some point, silently pointing to the loose pages he moved just now.

It took a lot of time to dissect the body last night, but now, the morning sun has risen the next day, shining through the window paper, illuminating the room brightly.It can be clearly seen that the scattered pages are densely packed with tiny characters and traces of various scribbles and sketches, so chaotic that no one can understand the order.

Pan Ziyun looked at Ji Shuliu expressionlessly, and asked blankly, "What?"

Ji Shuliu stretched out a finger, and precisely placed it on a sentence that had been moved several times.

Little sister, you died so hard——

"Mr. He." Ji Shuliu looked at him with a clear expression, and there was a figure of Pan Ziyun in each of his eyes.

Pan Ziyun was extremely embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to place his bony body, he looked away in a panic.

Ji Shuliu was actually a little excited, but he didn't dare to show it for fear of scaring him away. He said softly, "How did you prevent the people in the town from discovering your identity? You should at least try to send it to the troupe master." In your hand, why is the leader's mouth so steady?"

Pan Ziyun panicked to the extreme, but turned calm, and actually smiled lowly: "I disguised myself as a woman to contact him, and told him that if my husband knew that I wrote these outrageous things, he might kill me to hide my embarrassment."

This man is also a genius.The corner of Ji Shuliu's mouth twitched, recalling the past, and said: "Tie Dan said, he always felt that you were kind to him. He didn't seem to have misunderstood."

Mentioning that iron egg who wanted to praise "Mr. He Fangren" as unprecedented, Pan Ziyun's face gradually became serious: "He is a good boy. It's a pity that his father... I don't know if I can believe it."

This is a bit strange.Qin Songfeng raised his head from the thick "Murder Book": "Do you think Lu Fengchun can't be trusted either?"

Pan Ziyun said: "I hope that since I had the opportunity to act alone, why didn't I try to ask outsiders for help? Because Su Qian would give gifts to the prefect of Yongping Prefecture every year, and had a long-term relationship with Wei Tiegou, the head of Laonan Alley. Even Lu Fengchun, the leader of the Unyielding Clan, comes to give him a generous gift every year."

Qin Songfeng was taken aback.It's not that he has much trust in Lu Fengchun, but a person with Lu Fengchun's temper really has no reason to curry favor with Sumen.He remembered Lu Fengchun's gritted hatred for Wei Tiegou, and asked, "Lao Nanxiangzi and Lu Fengchun, didn't they know that Sumen also had contacts with each other?"

Pan Ziyun nodded: "Lao Nanxiangzi and Su Men are allies, Lu Fengchun and Su Men have a very strange relationship, every time he comes, he hides the truth from the members of the Unyielding Gang, and he is also very perfunctory in front of Su Qian, I don't know what the purpose of coming is I would like to suspect that he was held by the Sumen for some reason, but the Sumen has been destroyed, and we have not pursued why it is so."

Ji Shuliu asked: "Is there any connection between the "Ni Zi Zhuan" you wrote later and this matter?"

"No," Pan Ziyun shook his head, "I just wrote it down after hearing the rumors in the town."

Ji Shuliu blinked her eyes: "The woman in "The Story of Adverse Son" also has nowhere to ask for help. The government, her father, the murderer of the rivers and lakes, and the cycle of heaven and law, none of them are willing to help her. In the end, she can only do it herself."

Pan Ziyun's dim eyes finally met Ji Shuliu's, "It's true that I feel this kind of situation."

"Then why did you first write "The Story of the Rebellious Servant"? I hope more people will know about Sumen's crimes?"

Pan Ziyun smiled wryly: "When I started writing, I wish I had just abandoned me. I just had nowhere to vent my longing. Later, I handed it over to the theater troupe to perform, and let everyone in Hero Town scold Su Qian for me. It was a surprise. .”

Ji Shuliu thinks back to the various gags in "The Legend of the Servant" that make people laugh and cry. He can't imagine what kind of mood Pan Ziyun has in order to turn all the grief and anger in his life into jokes.He thought of the rebellious servant in the movie who was raped by Master Su, but still took revenge with a knife in his hand. That person could speak kind words in the play, and he smiled three-pointedly when he met people, as if Xi Yuanyuan in Pan Ziyun's memory Shadow: "In your heart, your wife is also a heroic figure."

Pan Ziyun's eyes were red, he pretended to be calm and said: "Just put it back after you finish reading, I will go first." Then he turned his head and walked out the door.

Ji Shuliu stood at the door and said softly: "I really like the play you wrote, you must keep writing it!"

※two※

Su Qian's "Murder Book" records more than forty assassinations in four years.

The reason why it is so thick is that every assassination is clearly recorded from planning to execution to cleaning up traces. If the person killed is a martial artist, it will also analyze in detail his background, martial arts characteristics, and even records. The moves he used before he was killed are reviewed one by one.

The name of the last target on the brochure is exactly Baizhi.

Unlike Su Yanlong, who specialized in killing famous masters to raise his status, most of Su Qian's kills were unknown ordinary people, and even a few were not from the martial arts world at all. Bai Zhi was the only one in the brochure who could be regarded as a master.

Su Qian's own martial arts is not high, and there are no masters in his subordinates.But judging from this record book, he is very good at planning. From collecting target information, determining the killing strategy, to destroying evidence afterwards, he is cautious and careful everywhere. No wonder he has been able to stand here for many years without being suspected.

Everything in the booklet was written by him himself, and the words and sentences are quite elegant. It can be seen that he has read a lot of books, but there is a hint of viciousness and madness. The complacency is disgusting.He deserves to be the one who committed those brutal acts.

It is a pity that the article about Bai Zhi is not long, only the planning process is written, and there is nothing after that.I don't know whether Su Qian didn't intend to sum up his lessons after the fiasco, or died in the mysterious case of extermination before he could sum up.

As expected, the employer was Mr. Wei from Old South Alley.The reason is just like what Lu Fengchun said, Bai Zhi is too straightforward, he has fought against Lao Nan Xiangzi many times, and hurt the face of Wei Tiegou, the master of the whole world.

Qin Songfeng studied the brochure for a while, and studied all the processes of the murder of the deceased, but still got nothing, so he had to put the brochure back: "There must be a reason for Lu Fengchun to associate with the Su family, but not necessarily with Bai Zhi. What's the matter."

Ji Shuliu put his hands behind his back and nodded: "He is now in Hero Town, even if he doesn't cover the sky with one hand, he can cover most of the sky. If he really stands by Sumen, no one will dare to act in "The Story of the Servant" It didn't take much effort. But he didn't make trouble for the actors, he didn't stop his men from ordering plays, he didn't stop his son from recommending 'Mr.

"We have a chance to trap him in this matter, maybe we can get some clues, but we can't ask directly." Qin Songfeng said, "Ask directly, Lu Fengchun must beat us out together."

He was about to close the secret door, but Ji Shuliu pressed his hand and pulled out the thick loose pages.Since Pan Ziyun left the draft here, he shouldn't forbid them to flip through it.

The seemingly crude drama actually cost Pan Ziyun a lot of painstaking efforts. He repeatedly deleted, revised and adjusted each plot. He has transcribed many times. There are many places where water droplets have hit the draft, and the words have been blurred and dizzy. open a group. This is the case in "The Legend of Ni Pu", and so is the case with "The Story of Ni Zi".

Pan Ziyun is a person with a very cold appearance. Even when he was telling the past just now, his emotions never lost control.

All his bitterness and bitterness, which he couldn't express, were all stuffed into these lines of messy handwriting.

※three※

When Ji and Qin left the Su residence, they ran into a group of teenagers who were discussing to visit the haunted house on the [-]th night of August.They bickered over who was a man and who was a pustule.

A thin and short boy with a black face rolled his eyes and flaunted: "It's better to go more often than to go well. Besides me, who else has seen ghosts twice?"

"You can't have such a big face, you bastard!" A boy with a scar at the corner of his eye patted the shoulder of the short and thin boy very "maturely". One month, what's the name of that ignorant thing?"

All the teenagers roared with laughter. The tallest teenager with a small beard on his lips put on airs and said, "Don't bully the kids. Little Heizi has never been out of the village in his life. What kind of knowledge can he have? That female ghost is placed in our village." It’s really a flower; put it in the town, the standard of ordinary kiln sisters; if you go to Peach Blossom Town, no one who wants to enter the kiln will want her.” The bearded boy shook his head and drew his voice like a poem, “Speaking of us The village, Feng Shui smelly, one girl is uglier than the other..."

Then, regardless of the truth about their crooked looks, these teenagers exaggeratedly cried about how ugly someone's daughter is, and they yearned for Taohua Town, which is said to be famous for its beauties and famous prostitutes.

Ji Shuliu took advantage of their noise and quietly stayed away from here. Qin Songfeng originally wanted to listen for a while, but he could only follow after seeing this.

Ji Shuliu's face was sullen, with a little anger flashing in his eyes, and he endured it again and again before he said anything.

Qin Songfeng put his arms around his shoulders: "It's nothing to be angry with, a group of half-sized people get together like this. Even if you feel a little sympathetic in your heart, you dare not say it. If you say it, you will be laughed at as a coward."

Ji Shuliu reluctantly put away his temper: "When you were young, didn't you fear being laughed at as a coward?"

Qin Songfeng smiled and said: "Of course I don't have to be afraid. At my age, I have never seen a peer who can beat me. What is so scary about someone who can knock me down with three moves?"

Ji Shuliu was amused by him: "Well, when I was my age, I hadn't met anyone my age."