C24

ZhiNing and Sihan swaggered out of the Liang Manor.

Bing-Er, who had been waiting outside the whole time for them, came up to them and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"To the memorial hall, of course." Sihan proudly stated. She knew too much about this.

Bing'er looked at Sihan doubtfully, "What kind of place is the memorial hall?"

"It's a special place for storing corpses." ZhiNing kindly explained to Bing'er.

"Uh, isn't the autopsy going to take a long time? What if the young maid suddenly wakes up during this period of time?" Bing'er couldn't help but worry for Sihan. Everyone knew that Liang Shibai held his precious daughter very tightly, not allowing her to take even half a step out of the room. The servant stared at her. She was only allowed to leave the Liang Household once a month. Therefore, it had already been half a year since they had teleported here. However, the number of times she had met Sihan could be counted on one hand.

Outside the city.

In the distance, there was a mountain range that rose and fell continuously. Occasionally, one would hear the sound of flowing water and see wild flowers blooming all over the place. Although it was not as dazzling as the flowers blooming at home, it still had a unique flavor. From time to time, the butterfly would stay on the flower, greedily sucking in the fragrance of the flower while the bird would dance in the air.

"So beautiful!" Bing-Er looked at the beautiful scene in front of her and sighed. "I can't believe that the ancient memorial hall was set in such a beautiful place."

Zhining smiled and pointed to Bing'er's right side, "That's where the memorial hall is."

Bing'er looked in the direction that Zhining had pointed. She could only see a wasteland in the distance. A sword of dilapidated houses stood in that desolate place, but not a single blade of grass grew around it. Although she knew that dead people were not scary, but when she saw such a desolate place filled with dead people, she felt a cold wind blowing through her body, and goosebumps rose all over her body involuntarily. She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and hid behind Sihan's back, asking in a low voice, "Can I not go?"

Sihan glanced at Bing'er lightly and asked, "What do you think?"

Bing'er walked out from behind Sihan and made a face at her. "I knew you were cold-blooded." Afterwards, she walked over to Zhining's side and reached out her hand in a natural manner, wanting to hold Zhining's arm in order to strengthen her courage. However, she was dodged by Zhining without leaving a trace. Bing'er was slightly stunned. While she was still in a daze, Sihan and Zhining burst out laughing and walked towards the memorial hall side by side.

Bing-Er knew they were teasing her on purpose, so she stomped on the ground angrily.

Sihan and Zhining stopped at the same time, turned around and looked at Bing'er with a smile.

Bing'er ran up to Sihan and Zhining, and the three of them walked to the memorial hall side by side.

"Are you sure Xiu-Er's body is in the memorial hall?" Sihan asked Zhining as they walked.

ZhiNing answered Sihan with certainty, "Yes. Yesterday, I came here to check. Xiu-Er's body is indeed here."

As the three of them approached the memorial hall, they saw two soldiers standing guard at the entrance.

The three of them were shocked and hurriedly hid behind a rock.

ZhiNing quietly peeked her head out and saw that there were at least five men dressed in military uniform standing at the entrance of the memorial hall.

Sihan also stood up and peeked her head out the door of the memorial hall. Soon after, she quickly crouched down to avoid being discovered by the soldiers.

"What do you think they're doing here?" Sihan sat on the ground with her back against the big rock.

The corner of ZhiNing's mouth curled up slightly, looking sharply at the few officers and soldiers. "No matter what they're doing here, I'll capture them all."

Sihan and Bing'er only saw a purple shadow flash before their eyes. Zhining was no longer by their side.

The purple shadow instantly appeared in front of the soldiers. Before the soldiers could clearly see what the person looked like, they had already fainted on the ground.

Sihan and Bing'er stood up from behind the big rock and gave Zhining a very good gesture.

ZhiNing smiled at them before entering the memorial hall alone. A strong stench spread into Zhining's nose, but she did not care at all.

Bing'er and Sihan followed Zhining into the memorial hall.

"So smelly. "Ugh!" As soon as she stepped into the gate, Bing-Er couldn't help but vomit.

Sihan looked at Bing'er who was vomiting and shook her head. She took out a ginger from her sleeve and walked beside Bing'er. She patted her back and handed the ginger to Bing'er, "It will be better if you keep the ginger in your mouth."

Bing'er took the Jiang Bones that Sihan had given her, and stepped forward to give Sihan a big hug. "You're the best to me."

SiHan pushed Bing'er away and frowned. She looked at Bing'er with disgust and said, "It's dirty." After saying that, she patted her shoulder to prevent the stain on the corner of Bing'er's mouth from sticking on her shoulder.

"Hey, those corpses smell even worse than me, okay?" Bing-Er protested in dissatisfaction.

Sihan turned around and walked back to the memorial hall. "How can that be the same? These corpses are my favorite!"

Bing'er looked angrily at Sihan's back. She stuffed Jiang Bun into her mouth and followed Sihan into the memorial hall.

As soon as she entered the gate, Bing-Er felt a cold breeze blowing on her, making her shudder. She swallowed her saliva in fear and carefully walked into the memorial hall step by step.

Within the memorial hall, it was dilapidated and dilapidated. Thick spiderwebs could almost be used as curtains, and layers of thick dust had fallen off from the old coffins. The surrounding walls had long been cracked, and the warm wind that blew into the room through the cracks turned into a chilly wind.

There were only three coffins in Yizhuang, and it seemed that they weren't enough, because there were two more bodies lying on the old wooden planks.

ZhiNing raised a torch high up in the air, pointing at a corpse dressed in maid clothing not far in front of her, and said to Sihan, "This is the corpse of the deceased Xiu-Er."

Sihan walked over to the corpse and bowed deeply to the corpse of the young maid. She took out a glove from her bosom and put it on, "Xiu-Er, I hope you can tell me who is the real culprit in killing you."

"Are you ready?" Sihan turned her head to look at Bing'er and asked.

Bing-Er laid on the coffin stiffly. She held the pen in her hand and nodded at Sihan. She couldn't speak.

Sihan took a deep breath and started to examine Xiu-Er's body. She raised Xiu-Er's head and looked at her. "Xiu-Er is about 15 or 16 years old. Hair has a tendency to fall off and rot with blisters, dying about three days ago. Her eyes were bloodshot and she had died of asphyxiation. There were two bruises of varying shades of purple on her neck, and one of the darker ones had a distinct finger mark. There were no other marks on the body, and the initial suspicion was that the victim had been strangled before hanging from the beam. "There are a few scraps of skin under the nails of the deceased. They should have been left behind by the deceased in order to resist and scratch the murderer."