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Chapter 1

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    In the quiet night, the air is filled with the astringency of the first warmth and coldness.

    Despite the stars overhead, the night sky weighs down like a huge shroud.

    The ugly time has passed, the imperial city has already fallen into a coma, and even a stray cat or dog can't be seen on the street.

    But when I listened carefully, I occasionally saw the cry of a night owl, vaguely like a baby crying, which was creepy.

    Two watchmen carried lanterns and drums, talking while walking.

    "Cheer up, be careful there are thieves committing crimes!"

    "Thief?" The other party yawned: "What time is it? I can't even see a ghost. Where did the thief come from?"

    "That's right, let's go back after this round is over"

    Not long after the two of them left, a small figure walked out of the dark and bottomless alley.

    He was neatly dressed, but had thinning hair, and he didn't wear shoes.

    Stepping on the hard and cold stone road with his bare feet, it seemed a little cold. His body shivered twice, and his steps became slower and slower, but he didn't stop.

    The houses, buildings and trees on both sides of the street looked very tall and hideous under the night, making his slender back even more emaciated.

    Behind him, a dozen steps away, followed a man.

    Just by looking at the man's staggering steps and stumbling figure, one can tell that he is a drunkard.

    He walked very attentively, without realizing that he was being followed.

    It wasn't until he reached the edge of the small pond that he suddenly turned around.

    Under the hazy moonlight, his upturned small face was fair and delicate, and his big ethereal eyes were full of panic. It turned out to be the immature face of a seven or eight-year-old girl.

    The drunk obviously didn't expect her to turn around suddenly, stopped on his feet, and looked over involuntarily.

    In the darkness, the drunkard's chaotic eyes emitted a wolf-like greedy and dangerous green light, and his long saliva dripped down, wetting the long hair on the big black mole at the corner of his mouth and sticking it to his chin, evil and disgusting.

    Seeing him for the first time, the girl trembled, and subconsciously tightened her hands around her body.

    The drunkard's eyes naturally fell on her hands.

    It was hidden by the wide sleeves before, but now the wide sleeves slipped away, and I realized that the girl was holding a puppet bunny in her hand.

    The puppet was very worn out, and a lot of the cotton wool inside was exposed, but the girl hugged it tightly to her chest, as if she was holding a rare treasure.

    Complicated emotions flashed across the drunk's eyes, but he took another tentative step forward, his right hand gripping the dagger was wet with sweat.

    "Heh" The girl's big eyes suddenly had a hint of malice, and a treacherous smile gradually appeared on the corners of her lips

    The elegant small courtyard, shaded by green bamboos, willows supporting the wind, reveals a corner of the wing room indistinctly, with carved beams and painted buildings, with a touch of vanity in the elegance, which has a special charm.

    A closer look reveals a row of old houses. The eaves, window panes, and doors are all mottled with patent leather, and only the newly replaced window screens reflect some vitality.

    However, the yard has been cleaned very clean, filled with the slight warmth of spring and March, and it is full of warmth and tranquility.

    "Miss? Why don't you hurry down?"

    "Miss? Shall I come up and give you a hand?"

    Standing in the corner of the dilapidated wall were two servant girls, one big and one small, holding the ladder in their hands, and they all looked up at the people above, one with a sad face and the other with a happy face.

    Xiao Qingling was lying on the wall in a very indecent posture, like a rabbit ready to move, "If you two want to attract other people, just keep shouting!"

    The eldest maid: "But Miss"

    "Are you annoying?" The little maid glared at her, then looked at Xiao Qingling with a smile: "Miss? Be more sloppy, don't hit someone like last night!"

    "Your lady, am I so stupid?"

    Just after answering this sentence, I suddenly heard someone shouting not far away: "Killer"

    Xiao Qingling's body tilted, and fell down from the wall with a "plop".

    With a scream of "àÍ", a stray dog ??fled into the distance in horror, dragging its injured hind leg.

    Dazed for a moment, Xiao Qingling got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and muttered: "Smashing people at night and dogs during the day, do people and animals like to pee under the wall of other people's backyard these days?  "

    "Hey!" Xiao Qingling raised her head abruptly with a faint chuckle.

    I do not know when the opposite side popped upPersonally, a ruffian man.

    At this time, he was reclining on the roof, looking at her leisurely, with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

    A silver mask covered most of his face, and the gorgeous red clothes on his body made people feel a monster for no reason.

    Yes, it's a demonic aura, an aggressive and soul-stirring one.

    Without taking off the mask, Xiao Qingling somehow felt that it was a face of peerless beauty.

    "Who are you?"

    "Master Feng!"

    This is the rumored detective Feng Shao?  Why does it feel like a lunatic or a monster?

    "you¡­¡­"

    Huh?  What about Feng Shao?  Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

    Shaking his head, Xiao Qingling yelled into the wall: "I'm fine, you go back, don't let the wife and fourth sister grab the braid!"

    After shouting, I ran to the small pond 500 meters away

    The pond was already full of people, Xiao Qingling squeezed in with all her strength.

    This pond is drawn from the famous canal in the imperial city. At the beginning, some official family probably wanted to build a house here, and then abandoned it.

    Because the water in the pool is only forty or fifty centimeters deep, it was preserved, and the children in the neighborhood usually play here.

    It was such a shallow puddle that actually drowned people?

    The body has just been salvaged from the water, and Wu Zuo is doing an autopsy.

    A very small and thin girl who looked about seven or eight years old.

    The wet clothes are now clinging to her fragile body, and it can be seen at a glance that she has not developed yet (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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