The Delicate Lady Coroner

Feng Qin didn't know what Huo Weilou heard after he got out of the cell, but this question caused him to blink with his composure.

Huo Weilou did not wait for him to answer, and continued to ask: "How did your mother die?"

Feng Qin's muddy eyes were half-narrowed, and his haggard face shook slightly as he clenched his teeth. He changed a posture to sit, folded his hands in front of him and held it tightly.

Huo Weilou stared at him, "Your father cultivated the Tao, and proclaimed himself a celestial master in the mansion. Your mother obeyed his words and worshipped him as a true god. And you followed him in cultivating the Tao at a young age, so you got his The truth is, originally your family of three cultivating is not a big deal, but later, your mother died."

Feng Qin swallowed hard, his slightly squinted eyes grew annoyed, and he didn't want to hear this.

Huo Weilou’s voice became more and more interesting, and he seemed to be talking about very interesting things, "I heard that your mother was unconscious before her death. You should understand the words and deeds of unconscious people very well, so when you know the county lord Anning After you returned to your hometown when you were a child, you suffered from madness, and you breathed a sigh of relief. Guess, your mother’s madness is probably inseparable from you."

These words hit Feng Qin's pain point nowhere. He grabbed the robes on his knees with both hands, and the shackles that dragged him made a crisp sound.

Huo Weilou's words became more acute, "Although your father thinks that he is a true **** of heaven, he has never acted evil. You got his true biography, but he is more vicious than him. What did you do to your mother? You took the first one. The blood sacrificer, but your mother?"

Hearing this, Feng Qin could no longer suppress the anger in his eyes, and said every word: "Master Hou knows what he is talking about? I can't afford the crime of killing mother!"

Huo Weilou didn't care, his expression was even more contemptuous, "How can you take care of your wife and eldest son, how can you care for your mother? Your father has a deep understanding of Taoism and even wants to establish a school. You follow him to practice and see him. I got the great way, and I was jealous. In order to cultivate the real god’s body as soon as possible, I started to dabble in the evil ways! Either you coaxed your mother to sacrifice yourself to help you cultivate, or your mother knew that you have this evil intention and hindered you. If you fail, you are depressed and mad."

What Huo Weilou said was naturally just words. Feng Qin's ability to suppress the soul of the old loyal and righteous uncle with runes must have a deep hatred for him. When Mrs. Bo passed away, Feng Qin was not even double ten years old, and most of it had nothing to do with him. Great, he wants Feng Qin to defend himself.

"It's ridiculous, because of me?! How could it be because of me?" Feng Qin stared at Huo Weilou, with bloodshot eyes, especially angrily, "My mother is--"

The words he was about to blurt came to an abrupt end. Feng Qin found his mind on the verge of defeat. He looked at Huo Weilou vigilantly, and suddenly reacted. He leaned forward and leaned back in his chair, his face was angry again. Pressed down.

"Master Hou is playing around with me."

Feng Qin's keenness did not disappoint Huo Weilou. He knew that this direction was right. His rationality helped him once, but could it help him a second time?

So he said quietly: "You only deny that your mother didn't die because of you, but you don't deny that you murdered Princess Anyang and Feng Yu. Let Benhou come to guess that your mother didn't die because of you, it must be because of you. Father."

The corners of Feng Qin's lips were pressed tightly, his eyes were still red, but he stopped talking.

"You left a rune to suppress the souls of the dead in your father's yard. According to Taoism, you don't want him to be reborn. You can see that you hate him. Let Benhou guess. You have followed since childhood. He, controlled by him, is the same with your mother. What's more, your father may be cruel to your mother. You witnessed your mother being tortured by him, and you suffered a lot from his hands, so you hated him. ——"

"Later, you watched your mother become unconscious and died of a serious illness, and hate herself deeper." He looked at Feng Qin, "You never protected your mother, and what's more, you were afraid of your father and had to stand by you. On my father's side, watching your mother suffer."

Even if Feng Qin made up his mind to stop speaking, Huo Weilou's words still involved many past events. He didn't want to think about it, but every time Huo Weilou said more, more memories came in, making him nightmarish again. fear.

He suddenly raised his eyes, "Didn't you never protect Duke Dingguo?"

Huo Weilou’s father, Dingguo, was forced to death by the eldest princess. This has been widely circulated among the family. Feng Qin, as one of the relatives of the emperor, naturally often hears about it. He fixedly stared at Huo Wei’s building and wanted to see Huo Wei’s building. With an expression of guilt.

But Huo Weilou didn't raise his eyebrows, "You admit it."

Anger and fear will make people lose their minds. Feng Qin can’t keep dripping water. When anger reaches a certain level, he will want to fight back. But this young man in his early twenties has extraordinary aspirations and is almost impeccable, so he thought of his equally pathetic Housework.

His words indeed admitted in disguise that he had never protected his mother, but how did his mother protect him?

More and more memories came like a tide, and Feng Qin could not control the expression on his face. At this time, Huo Weilou said coldly: "You can't protect your mother, but you can't beat your father. It's easy to have a beloved one. His wife killed her personally. Your eldest son kept calling you to be a father, but if you killed him, you were more vicious than your father."

"I'm not!"

Feng Qin couldn't accept this last sentence, and he shouted abruptly.

His chest was violently ups and downs, his eyes were red, and the corners of his lips twitched a few times. He couldn't help but defend himself, "You don't know what kind of person he is, he is the most unsympathetic and unrighteous person in the world, my My mother was a virtuous and virtuous lady, but because of her love for him, she was willing to follow him in the practice. He was to be a celestial master and true god, so my mother obeyed him and worshipped him like a real god, but he was still not satisfied, yes He! He is not satisfied with the doctrines of the monks. He wants to gather the great achievements of the Shinto Buddha. It is he first used his mother's blood to refine the technique of death. He is the most ruthless and unjust man. No, he is not worthy of being a man. As a father, only the most incompetent man will use a woman’s love to torture her—"

"If you want to cultivate the Dao, but the world is very popular, but he can't let go of the power of the Bo House. He can only torture the people closest to him! My mother was tortured to death by him, and I suffered from it. Have?"

He breathed messy, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably, knowing that he should remain calm, but his mind was endlessly trapped in the old things, and Huo Weilou’s accusation seemed like the last straw that crushed him, how could he be better than his father vicious?

"What's wrong with you? You followed in his footsteps!"

The words of Huo Weilou were sharp and loud, and these words pierced Feng Qinwei's guarding heart like a sharp sword!

"The laceration on Anyang's skull was smashed by your own hands. It was fatal in one blow. Feng Yu was even more concocted by you to perform the art of living sacrifice. He was only five years old when he died. If you said he was suffering from the plague, he must take it seriously. Feeling that you have a plague Would reject his father."

Feng Qin's face was convulsed, and Huo Weilou described it as too lifelike, and actually pulled out those scenes that were deliberately dusted by him. He seemed to have an invisible shackle on his shoulders, making him unbearable to bend down. , He buried his face in his palm, as if he could escape Huo Weilou's accusation in this way.

"You can't resist your father and hate your father, but you eventually became him, even more cruel and ruthless than him. You killed your own children with your own hands, and killed so many children of the same age as Feng Yu. Kill one person, and one more pair of parents will be in pain. Are you jealous of those children who are happier than you? You still use the blood of children to continue to practice evil ways, even if these sorceries have made you and your mother miserable, You are more frantic than your father!"

Huo Weilou looked at Feng Qinjian, who was on the verge of collapse, frowning. He understood Feng Qin's hatred for his father, but he wondered why Feng Qin could continue to cultivate the evil way, even better than Feng Yuan.

"He... even if he is dead, his ghost will not spare me and my mother. Only if I practice better than him can I not be under his control. I also want to protect my mother and I want to protect my mother. Wife and children..."

Feng Qin tremblingly said, his voice filled with frightening fear. Huo Weilou raised his sword eyebrows and was unbelievable. After thinking about it, he felt a chill on his back. When he was a child, he was controlled by his father and saw his mother suffer. Tormented, but I was stunned by my father's cultivation and enlightenment. Later, although he hated his father, he really felt that there was sorcery in this world, and wanted to beat his father in sorcery!

What a terrible demons this is!

At this moment, Huo Weilou didn't know whether to pity him or hate him.

"I...I don't want to kill Anyang——"

He raised his head, his face was wet, and his eyes were empty and pleading, begging Huo Weilou to believe him.

"It's her, she knew that I asked Yu'er to help me cultivate the Taoism. She was terrified. She was going to go to the palace and tell the queen mother... I... I didn't want Yu'er to die. The technique of death should have been a living sacrifice, but I feel so sorry that he just took some blood, but I didn’t expect him to be really sick and weak. After Anyang went, he also followed..."

At this point, he suddenly appeared mad, "It must be him, it must be he knows that I suppressed him with runes, he didn't let me make it, he took my Anyang, and he wanted to take me away. All the dear ones around me, yes, I was wrong... I was indeed wrong, and I was wrong because he had never been able to build a great road and let his soul fly away!"

"It's him... it's him who has been pestering me. If I don't keep practicing, he will take Ye'er and everything about me. What can I do?"

Feng Qin was over forty years old, and he used to be in front of the eyes of the world, how extraordinary the bones were, but at this moment, his temples are scattered, his face is full of tears, and his eyes are empty and desperate. It seems that there is one more sentence, and he will completely lose control.

Huo Weilou only wanted to break his guard. Seeing that his expression became more and more mad, he quickly asked, "Those kids, how did you choose to be aggressive?"

"Child?" Feng Qin was trembling all over, hearing the words as if he was reminiscing, but soon, he frowned in torment, only shaking his head but not answering, as if Shensi was dragged into the dark abyss mire by an invisible big hand, no more Can't come back.

Huo Weilou got up, walked quickly to Feng Qin, grabbed his collar, "Benhou is asking you, how did you choose those children and kill them? Ming Guilan, Bo Lanzhou from the Bo family, and later being caught The four people you murdered, besides them, have you killed anyone else?!"

Huo Weilou's stern voice forced Feng Qin to look up at him. However, Feng Qin seemed to see something else through him. His empty eyes were suddenly replaced by fear. He curled up subconsciously, unable to hear what Huo Weilou was. The question, seeing him like this, Huo Weilou was anxious and angry, raised his hand and dropped his fist on his cheekbones.

"Feng Qin, be more sober!"

The pain recalled Feng Qin’s two-pointed mind. Seeing his pupils shrink, Huo Weilou asked again: “Do you remember how you kidnapped Ming Guilan back then and how you harmed Bo Lanzhou?! Those children behind, how did you do? Murdered?!"

"Bo--Bo Lan--"

"Yes, Bo Lanzhou! What happened that night!"

Feng Qin frowned in pain, and when he heard Huo Weilou's yelling, his expression was sober and at a loss for a while, and the Huo Weilou looked anxious, "I will ask you again, what happened that night?! That night you more than just kidnapped. One person is the only time in all cases that two people were taken away, but you let one of them escape, you must remember!"

Feng Qin was photographed by Huo Weilou's shocking power, and a few fragments flashed in his mind, and he finally vaguely remembered that long-lasting memory.

"Yes, there are two brothers and sisters. In that ruined temple, I...my goal was my younger brother, and I didn't want my sister to survive... Later... Later that older sister..."

Huo Weilou knew that Feng Yu was about to say "that elder sister dropped his younger brother." He couldn't help showing his disgust. He had heard such remarks several times. Every time he said the word "throw down", he could think of Bo Ruo. You look ashamed and condemned.

"That sister is too smart—"

"She...she hid her brother in the cabinet, trying to use herself to lead me away. I... almost hit the trick, and I chased it out and was stabbed by her before I realized something was wrong. I was too lazy to deal with her and went back to the ruined temple. I thought The younger brother ran away, but who knows..."

"Who knows that my brother was too scared, so he kept hiding in the cabinet... When I caught him, he was so scared that he didn't dare to cry, but he kept yelling'sister''sister' in his mouth. Poor, I took him back, and it was too late when I wanted to find that sister again, she...she didn't know where to escape..."

Huo Weilou almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, but when he saw Feng Qin exasperating while talking, he suddenly wanted to understand everything!

The five fingers holding the collar suddenly tightened, Huo Weilou lifted Feng Qin up, skimmed down the chair, and rammed straight towards the wall behind him. With a loud bang, Feng Qin coughed violently, and Huo Weilou held it in his hand. On his neck, he can squeeze his neck bone with just a little effort, "You made Li Shen make a false confession!"

The words were thunderous. As soon as he closed his knuckles, the others in the cell could even hear Feng Qin’s bone rubbing and gurgling. Luke had never seen Huo Weilou so furious. He stepped forward two steps, "Hou Ye calmed down. !"

Huo Weilou was indeed furious. Bo Ruoyou's illness had been cured, but he relapsed after listening to Li Shen's testimony. Bo Lanzhou's life was weighed on her shoulders because of the false confession, and she was ashamed that she almost became unconscious. To become another princess. Feng Qin was jealous from the very beginning, not only because she fled from the ruined temple, but also because she is now a masterpiece of the Yamen!

Killing a person not only kills her, it can also make her crazy and make her crazy and stupid. At that time, who would believe the words of a lunatic? !

The killing intent flashed past Huo Weilou's eyes, and this was Feng Qin!

Acts of evil will only pick the weakest child to attack. In order to escape the guilt, he will do everything he can. The heart demon born of Feng Yuan is just an excuse. pass!

Lu Ke and the embroidered clothes ambassadors had never seen such a Huo Wei building. He was full of hostility. Everyone knew that he was murderous. Lu Ke did not dare to persuade, and the others did not dare to breathe. Feng Qin held back. His face flushed, and he struggled to no avail. Just when everyone thought Feng Qin would die today, suddenly, Huo Weilou pinched Feng Qin to the ground.

Feng Qin fell like a cargo, panting, coughing and curling up into a ball. Huo Weilou stared at the wall in front of him for a while, and when he turned his eyes, the hostility in his eyes faded by three minutes.

Lu Ke heaved a sigh of relief with lingering fears, "Master Hou——"

"Interrogation, continue the trial, take my token to get an emperor, he can't be mad or die, he has to live well and clearly explain the circumstances and consequences of each case."

"Yes! Subordinates understand!"

Huo Weilou took out Jinpa from his sleeve and wiped his hands, strode out of the cell.

He went all the way out of the prison, and waited for the cold wind outside to blow on his face before he paused under his feet. It was late in the night, and there were no stars or moons above the sky. I don't know when it started, and there was snow falling again. , Go to see her at this time, where can I meet someone?

But Huo Weilou didn't stay much, he went out and turned on his horse, and headed straight towards the Chengzhai Longevity Workshop. The snow foam wet his temples, but he was very anxious and afraid.

Bo Ruoyou might be struggling in a nightmare in such a long night of wind and snow.