At this time, all the eleven candidates had already left.

Only Prince Rui, Zhou Zizhang and Xiao Fuzi were left at the entrance of the study.

Prince Rui said, "Little Fuzi, let the people collect all the tables and chairs. I will set up a table of wine and food in my study for a while. I will have a few drinks with Xian-in-law."

Xiao Fuzi said, "I see."

Prince Rui pulled Zhou Zizhang into the study affectionately, "Come on, son-in-law, let's have a cup of tea first."

Zhou Zizhang was very interested in seeing Prince Rui, so he followed him to drink tea, talked about the Four Books and Five Classics, and talked about the concept and artistic conception of painting.

After a while, the wine and dishes were also served.

Although Prince Rui’s study is three times the size of ordinary people’s study, his desk is relatively large, there are many bookshelves in the study and some easels for storing paintings, and there is another table of wine and food, which is really a bit crowded.

Xiao Fuzi sees how it is not appropriate, so he frowned, "Master, just put the wine table for you by the window. This way, it does not take up space but also allows you to breathe fresh air."

Prince Rui nodded, "Well, if there is a moon tonight, you can still enjoy the moon."

Xiao Fuzi immediately commanded several servants, "Why are you still in a daze, haven't you heard the prince say that you want to enjoy the moon tonight? Don't hurry up and move the wine table to the window."

The servants hurriedly moved the wine table to the window.

After the wine table was set, Prince Rui waved to Xiao Fuzi, who immediately understood, walked to Prince Rui and bent down.

Prince Rui attached to Xiao Fuzi's ear and whispered, "Go and find Mrs. Wang."

Xiao Fuzi said, "Now?"

Prince Rui nodded, "Yes, tell Mrs. Wang, you can do that tonight."

"Don't you worry about it tonight? Do you want to wait two days?"

Prince Rui frowned, "If you let you go, you can go quickly, there is so much nonsense."

Xiao Fuzi nodded and handed over to Zhou Zizhang, "Pluto Ma, you accompany the prince to drink slowly, I will go out to do something and be back in a while."

Zhou Zizhang didn't know the calculations of Prince Rui and Xiaofuzi, and smiled shyly, "Go and come back."

This week, Zi Zhang is obviously not used to the name of the prince Ma Ye. He blushed after being called by Xiao Fuzi who hadn't done anything about men and women.

After Xiao Fuzi left, Prince Rui and Zhou Zizhang continued to chat. Since Prince Rui is also a well-educated person, they communicated very freely. In this meeting, the five generations and ten countries, the five thousand years up and down, have all studied and talked. Very happy.

Having a good chat, they also drank a lot of alcohol. After a while, both of them were slightly drunk, but as they chatted, Zhou Zizhang felt that something was wrong.

What's wrong?

Zhou Zizhang always felt that there were eyes looking at him coldly outside the window.

He looked out the window again, and he shivered even more. What's wrong?

It turned out that he found a big urn in the grass under the tree, and when he saw the urn, he couldn't help but feel like another violent spirit.

At this moment, he couldn't help but remember that three days ago, when he walked out of Prince Rui's study, he heard a woman calling for help, and the cry for help seemed to come from that urn. He remembered telling Xiao Fuzi that he had heard him wrong, and then immediately led him out. He still remembered that Xiao Fuzi's expression was extremely unnatural.

Now he saw the urn again, naturally it was a little hairy.

Because the grass under the tree was too deep and he was slightly drunk again, he couldn't see what was in the urn, but he felt that the eyes staring at him seemed to be in the urn.

What makes people uncomfortable is that, after discovering the urn, Zhou Zizhang began to feel a smell floating into the house from time to time.

If the odor is there or not, because there is wind outside the window, the odor will dissipate a lot when the wind blows, and it is hard to smell what it is.

Since this was the residence of Prince Rui, he certainly did not dare to question the source of the smell rashly.

So Zhou Zizhang pretended to be okay and continued to chat and drink with Prince Rui.

Prince Rui didn't seem to notice Zhou Zizhang's psychological changes. He pulled Zhou Zizhang affectionately, and you were drinking a cup of it.

At this moment, a maid knocked on the door and came in to find Prince Rui. I don’t know what the maid said to Prince Rui. Prince Rui nodded and immediately smiled apologetically at Zhou Zizhang, "Xian-in-law, you can drink two cups by yourself first. ."

Zhou Zizhang said, "My father-in-law, you will be busy with everything, I will drink slowly."

Seeing Prince Rui hurriedly leaving with the maid, Zhou Zizhang was left alone in the study.

Zhou Zizhang couldn't bear it anymore. He walked to the window and stared at the urn, but there were too many weeds. The mouth of the urn was covered by weeds, and it was still not clear what was in the urn. But the feeling of being looked directly at by a pair of eyes is still there.

As for the things in the urn, Zhou Zizhang is both curious and fearful. Taking advantage of the wine's strength, the curiosity in his heart still overwhelms the fear. After gaining the upper hand, Zhou Zizhang finally couldn't bear it. He pressed the window sill and jumped out of the window and walked a few steps forward. , Came to the side of the urn.

In fact, when he just jumped out of the window, he smelled a pungent smell.

It was a smell of rotting corpses. Zhou Zizhang was no longer a child. He had smelled this smell when an elder in the family died.

Why is there the stench of carrion here?

Is it possible that there are corpses in that urn?

It is said that Zhou Zizhang is a weak scholar, who usually has the courage to explore the things that make his scalp numb, but now, Zhou Zizhang has drunk a lot of wine. As the saying goes, wine is strong and courageous, and he dared to continue toward the urn. There is nothing to be surprised by walking over.

Zhou Zizhang stepped forward, slashed, and slashed through the grass, finally seeing the contents of the urn clearly.

The urn was full of salt, and there was a woman's purple face on the urn's mouth. The woman was looking at him with wide eyes in horror. She screamed in fright and took a step back.

It was because of Jiu Jin's head that Zhou Zi Zhang didn't turn around immediately and ran away. Instead, he stepped forward again and looked at the woman carefully.

The woman's body, all parts below her neck were immersed in salt.

The woman's face was wounded, and she had been dead for a long time, and the stench outside the window was radiating from her.

The salt in the urn was not white, but pink. The salt near the woman's neck was red. Obviously, it was because the blood on the woman's body stained the salt red.

The woman's face became extremely hideous because of the black color, but it can still be seen that she should have been a beauty with good features during her lifetime.

At this time, Zhou Zi Zhang was already frightened and stupefied. He stared at the female corpse in the urn blankly, his brain blank.

A series of questions also came to mind, who is this woman? Why would you die in the urn? After she died, why not bury her properly but salt her?

(End of this chapter)