Because of today's wedding, the people in the Shen Mansion were busy setting up lights and decorating in the front hall to prepare for the wedding banquet.

The servants carrying a lot of things came and went in a hurry, and no one would notice that there were still people killing people in this corner.

The pond thought, and looked around and found that it had not rained recently. The thorn bushes covered the corners of the wall from the bluestone road, densely packed with soil, almost invisible, and covered with morning glory blossoms, blue and white, which looked particularly beautiful.

The bluestone road has been cleaned up, and it is clean and no footprint is left.

Chen Guanlan over there had already asked the housekeeper, "Does he see any strange strange person?"

The housekeeper swallowed with difficulty, "Young Master, there is a happy event at home today. Although it is still early, many guests have come."

The guests are either rich or noble, and they cannot come alone, and they will not be able to come here alone. There will be no maids, women, servants, and grooms.

"Besides, our mansion was first opened, not only did we buy a lot of servants. In order to hold a wedding banquet, we also specially invited people from Chunjiang Tower in the capital to hold a banquet." The butler stammered, his words were unclear, and his intentions were pointed.

Chen Guanlan married Zhao Xiang's granddaughter. Although the Shen family was gone, he was the only one left. The palace was the most generous in showing kindness in such a place. Not only did the Empress Dowager personally help give the betrothal gift, but the imperial chef was also sent to the palace today.

Of course, the Imperial Chef is not alone either. The apprentice helps the little eunuch, and there is a stack of them together.

It can be said that there are more strangers in this mansion than acquaintances.

The butler thought, sweating on his head. When he quietly looked at the pool, he looked at Zhou Xian, who was about to fly up with his fan. This ghost knew that the person who was overjoyed could still sue him for death!

"Jan, your head is itchy, why are you rubbing against this tree?"

Zhou Xian said, walked over and pulled the reins of the little donkey. It had just finished eating the candy, and it seemed that it was too excited at this moment.

The little donkey jar continued to arch the tree as if it wasn't listening.

The crying King Han had just walked out of the horror story of a foot hiding in his bag. He saw a headless corpse lying there from a distance, covered his mouth and walked towards Zhou Xian.

"This donkey is very well-raised, very fat, and looks stronger than a horse!" King Han said, stretching out his hand and touching the can's butt. The warm animal fur made him feel a little calmer.

When he touched the can, he arched forward again. The big tree shook a few times and fell a few leaves.

King Han only felt a strong wind blowing. He looked up, screamed, and sat on the ground.

"Head! Head!" he shouted.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a round thing falling between the branches, crashing straight into the arms of King Han. King Han screamed again, stretched out his hand, and the head rolled down to Chi Shi's feet.

Chi Shi lowered his head and frowned.

The head was tightly closed with his eyes, and he bit a strip of cloth in his mouth, which looked a bit like when he was dancing a lion during the Chinese New Year. The lion spit out a lucky couplet.

She reached out and snatched a bloody white cloth from the other end, shaking it open.

Seeing that the head had fallen, the jar stopped hitting the tree and followed Zhou Xian obediently and walked towards Chi Shi.

"What did you write?" Zhou Xian asked curiously.

Chi Shi handed Bu to him, his face changed slightly, "The challenge book from the murderer. You can also say it is a trailer. This is just the beginning of his murder."

Zhou Xian took it and saw that the white cloth was covered with big words written in blood: Taibai Building will be broken at noon tomorrow.

The words were written incredibly ugly, crooked, and the font was extremely large, like a three-year-old boy who had just held a pen to write.

"The murderer means that at noon tomorrow, he will kill another person in Taibailou?"

As soon as Zhou Xian said this, everyone around him looked at each other and started to discuss.

"It's simply outrageous. What does he regard human life? If the murderer is not caught before noon tomorrow, another person will die. But now we don't even know who the dead is," Zhou Xian said, walking to Chen Guanlan.

"Today is your wedding day, and this matter cannot be delayed. But life is at stake, and I need to check the identity of the deceased."

Chen Guanlan looked at his neatly trimmed fingernails and nodded carelessly, "You can just check it out. Such a barbaric killing method has nothing to do with poison, so naturally I don't have anything to do with it."

He said, raised his eyes, glanced at Chi Shi, and said to Zhou Xian, "But Ah Xian, I advise you to invite a master to get out of bad luck. You can meet evil stars while walking on the street in broad daylight. It's really unlucky."

Chi Shi listened and smiled, "That's not, I don't know who it is. He gave birth to a crow's mouth. It was obviously a great joy. He had to have a coffin on his left and a mournful face. Unfortunately, he was impressed."

"How can I simply describe this as the word "unlucky"? It's clearly shiny."

Chen Guanlan heard the blood and blood, "You man! Don't be ungrateful. A Xian used to be a good immortal, but now he has become the King of Hell. Isn't it all because of you?"

Chi Shi raised his eyebrows, "I used to be fine grandfather!"

Chen Guanlan opened his mouth, but he really didn't know where to start. He shook his sleeves and walked towards the front yard.

Zhou Xian, who was standing beside him, was speechless. He didn't know why Chi Shi and Chen Guanlan were so disliked each other.

Chi Shi didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he raised the head and asked at the butler, "Who is missing in the mansion? Does anyone recognize him?"

The housekeeper had a white face and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeves. "I have lived for so many years and have never recognized anyone with anyone... This is really... Chi Corps Rong Laonu took a closer look."

He said as he leaned closer, and after a while, he exclaimed, "I recognize this person, not from our house."

The butler said, and hurriedly said to the servant who was watching the fun, "Go and find the Wu Ma in the kitchen!"

The servant ran away when he heard this.

The housekeeper wiped his sweat again, looked carefully, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, this is the fellow villager of the fire-burning woman. I saw her at the Jiaomen that day. The weather was hot, and our young master was bitter summer. There were so many dishes that the people in the kitchen were all given."

"I saw that the woman Wu wrapped the leftover pig ears with oil paper for this person. She said that this person was her fellow countryman, who was breathing fire in the night market, and she would drink some wine on weekdays. It happened to be a question for her, so she wrapped the pig ears and put the wine for him."
Chapter completed!