My Lady Is Not A Demon

The sky was gloomy, and the air was full of dampness.

Compared with the clear blue sky a few days ago, Qingyu County today is completely shrouded in a layer of gloom, and there seems to be a torrential rain that is approaching...

In the mountain trail, a small team of more than twenty people is slowly moving forward.

Gao Yuanchun, who lives in the county office all the year round, rarely walks such a long mountain road. He wipes the sweat from his neck from time to time, panting, and regrets coming along.

Looking at Chen Mu, who wrinkled his eyebrows and thought, Gao Yuanchun asked, "Are you sure it will work?"

"Uncertain, but there are 80% guesses."

Chen Mu smiled and said, "After the death of Liu Xiangjun, Xue Caiqing cast the world Bodhisattva to worship in the monastery, which shows that the sisters have deep feelings and are mostly ashamed.

So when Liu Xiangjun was buried, Xue Caiqing would definitely leave something in the coffin. What would an adult see? "

Gao Yuanchun thought for a while and said: "It will leave Liu Xiangjun's most nostalgic thing in his lifetime."

"Yes!"

Chen Mu's eyes flickered, "Although Liu Xiangjun suffered the betrayal of her lover, she still loves this person in her bones. So if it were me, I would leave the token of love for the two of them or the thing about the lover in the coffin. , To accompany."

"A second!" Hearing this dissection, Gao Yuanchun's eyes brightened, and he patted Chen Mu's shoulder, "Your kid is really amazing."

"It's better cultivated by adults." Chen Mu flattered everyday.

Gao Yuanchun laughed, and when his eyes fell on Li Qianhu's body at the front, his face sank again: "Before in the Yamen, he really wanted to catch you."

"I know, so I can only tell the case."

Chen Mu was helpless.

Li Qianhu's reaction gave him a sense of crisis.

There must be news coming from the capital, making him feel confident. If he doesn't solve the case again, I'm afraid he will really be arrested by this guy.

Originally, Chen Mu's plan was to extract the most important information from Xue Caiqing.

After all, he was just guessing about the love man, not 100% sure, and there were always some doubts that could not be solved.

Unfortunately, Xue Caiqing's strong counterattack blocked his routine investigation.

Can only take the last step.

After all, digging a grave is too unnatural.

Soon, the group of people passed through a few sparse groves and came to a relatively secluded hill.

Liu Xiangjun's tomb is beside a giant tree with twisted branches.

The tombstone stands horizontally, shrouded in greenery.

Chen Muxian carefully observed the tomb and the surrounding conditions, and after knowing something about it, he motioned to the arresters to dig the grave.

"Team leader, it is estimated that it will rain soon on this day."

Zhang Awei approached Chen Mu, looked up at the sky and said, "It feels unlucky to dig a grave on a rainy day."

Chen Mu looked far away, but saw black clouds rolling in.

As if the world will be swallowed in the next second.

"Look at luck."

Chen Mu casually pulled out a dog's tail and drew it in his mouth, and said lightly, "I don't believe you can cheat the corpse."

Li Qianhu also noticed that the rain seemed to be coming, and he scolded: "Give me a quicker pace. Didn't you eat one by one? Hurry up!"

It's a pity that the digging is fast, and the rain comes even more urgently.

The faint thunder sound rolled from far to near. Not long after, some raindrops fell like tears from a woman's broken wire, hitting the leaves with a sound of'pop'.

Looking at the dark clouds stacked above his head, Chen Mu's heart was suddenly haunted by a wave of ominousness, and he became inexplicably irritable.

Is there a problem in which link?

Chen Mu frowned.

Seeing that the coffin was exposed little by little, the raindrops from dotted lines finally became larger and intertwined diagonally, seeming to wash away the dirty dust on the coffin.

"Open the coffin!"

Li Qianhu gave the order.

The four arresters quickly jumped out of the pit, took out the tools they had prepared, and began to pry the nailed coffin.

Listening to the sound of the chisel, Chen Mu's heart jumped.

wrong!

There must be something wrong!

"Wait!"

Chen Mu suddenly stopped the man who opened the coffin.

Li Qianhu looked at him dissatisfied: "What's wrong!"

"Let me think about it first."

While patting his head, Chen Mu walked back and forth by the grave, putting all the facts about Liu Xiangjun into his head and conducting detailed analysis.

The Poetry Conference.

The Ju Chunlou tragedy.

The Mu Xianger case.

The Hanwu Temple case.

The case of landlord Lu Wuyi.

Keenly, Chen Mu realized that he seemed to have overlooked an important point, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The rain is getting more and more rapid.

The curtain of mist and rain flies down from the sky, like a thread, entwined into one piece.

"Damn, what are you talking about, open the coffin!"

Li Qianhu didn't want to soak in the downpour. Seeing that Chen Mu hadn't said a word for a long time, he simply ordered directly.

Chen Mu wanted to stop, but looking at Li Qianhu's gloomy eyes, he could only give up.

"What is it! What is it! Think about it!"

Chen Mu patted his head hard.

He thought of the conversation with Xue Caiqing in the carriage, he thought of Lu Wuyi's statement about his escape, he thought of those dense transcripts, he thought of some information that Mu Xianger left in the letter when he left...

"squeak--"

The sound of the coffin lid being forcibly lifted reverberated clearly in the green fields of the mountains.

At the same time, a thunderbolt exploded, and silver snake-like lightning passed over the thick gray-black clouds, illuminating the originally dark sky.

Dark clouds in the sky rolled, lightning and thunder.

Immediately afterwards, the torrential rain poured down, accompanied by crackling cracks, and the broken branches flew in the air.

The yaman and the Dark Guard at the scene were all shocked by the cold weather. The heavy rain poured on the body like a waterfall, and the instinct was utterly cold.

"Open it to me!"

Li Qianhu wiped the rain off his face and roared.

The yaman who recovered his senses yelled and lifted the lid of the coffin together. After seeing the bones inside, everyone covered their mouths and noses. Some timid people avoided their heads and refused to look directly.

Chen Mu didn't respond much. He stared at the bones carefully. Although they were corrupt, they could still identify a woman, and Chen Mu was sure that it was Liu Xiangjun lying in the coffin.

"What are you still waiting for? Find me!" Li Qianhu shouted.

The four servants could only pinch their noses and search in the coffin with a strong feeling of vomiting. Soon one of them quickly lifted up a scroll and shouted, "Here is a picture!"

"Quickly give it to me!"

Li Qianhu smiled and took the scroll that was thrown up.

Seeing this scroll, Chen Mu knew that own speculation was right. Xue Caiqing must have left this scroll, and judging from the tomb and scroll, it was obviously placed during the burial of the corpse.

"Let's see now, who is that lover and is it the same as I guessed."

Chen Mu murmured softly.

Li Qianhu opened the old scroll that was infested with bones, and everyone surrounded him.

After seeing the content in the painting, everyone's expressions were taken aback for a moment, and then they became weird, staring at each other.

"This is impossible!" Yun Zhiyue covered her small mouth.

Chen Mu felt bad and stepped forward.

A white electric light flashed across the sky, illuminating the people in the picture-dressed in official clothes, with a token hanging on the waist, and a steel ruler, he looks handsome and extraordinary. Although slightly different from the real person, he can still recognize the painting. The man in is Chen Mu!

The person who signed the money-Liu Xiangjun!

All eyes were locked on Chen Mu, with a complex expression.

Even Chen Mu himself was stunned.

The brain was blank, buzzing, as if being hit by a heavy hammer.

How can it be!

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked around, and saw a woman in Tsing Yi standing under an umbrella in the torrential rain, like a lily swaying softly.

There was gauze wrapped around her head, and there was blood oozing out of the gauze.

After seeing the tomb that had been dug up, the umbrella in his hand fell on the ground weakly, and fell into a half circle with the wind, marking a loneliness and sadness.

Xue Caiqing came to the tomb like a walking corpse, silently looking at the bones in the coffin that had been invaded by the rainstorm, with no sadness or joy on her face.

She walked to Chen Mu.

The clean, fair and delicate hands gently touched Chen Mu's heart.

"why?"

The woman raised her chin. Even if the white gauze on her face was soaked by rain, it was still difficult to see her face, as if she couldn't see whether the corner of her eye was tears or rain. "Why is your heart hot? It should be It's cold."

The woman's voice was erratic, like a voice squeezed out of her heart.

She stared at him.

His eyes burned out like the remaining ashes, so pale that he was heartbroken.

That is the ultimate hate!

That is a kind of extreme cold!

That is the ultimate resentment!

"I really want to open your heart to see if there is still a little bit of temperature in it."

"I really want to dig out your forgotten memories, and see if you have actually buried her, just like such carved bones..."

The woman sighed and said quietly, "Chen Mu, now you know why I hate you so much."

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