"Watching my minister turn into smoke under the ground, I have no choice but to bury you in the soil."
It was very similar to Ghost Lady's previous line, "Watching my husband turn into smoke under the tree, I have no choice but to bury you in the soil before the grave."
But one was a singer!
The other was a singer!
The last two lines of the new play were sung by the clown in a very miserable way.
With tears in his eyes!
At the end of the play, the clown slowly left the stage, dragging his long sleeves.
The play was also over!
The song that was supposed to be playing stopped as well.
The whole theater was very quiet.
No one spoke, no one made any noise.
This play seemed to make everyone fall into silence.
Ji Yunshu sat in her original position, waiting …
Jing Rong sat opposite her with a serious expression. He was also waiting …
Waiting for someone!
Until —
A tall figure slowly flashed out from behind the curtain.
The man walked to the front of the stage.
He looked at the person in front of him with a complicated and calm gaze.
The moment he came out from the backstage, everyone's eyes fell on him.
This person was Gao Dali!
He was still wearing the clean clothes of the clown. His shoulders were down, and his arms were hanging weakly on both sides.
Even his long sleeves were dragging on the ground.
It stirred up a trace of dust!
Even the white cuffs were stained.
At the same time, Troupe Leader Tao and the rest of the troupe surrounded him.
They all looked at him.
This was a new play that was prepared for him!
He was the only one who was kept in the dark.
Seeing him coming, Ji Yunshu slowly stood up and stared at him with a calm expression.
Gao Dali was not surprised by this unexpected play. Instead, he smiled at Ji Yunshu.
Then he took out a handkerchief and began to wipe the makeup on his face.
The red and green colors were mixed with sweat, and when he wiped them with his handkerchief, they were all rubbed together.
The color stained the handkerchief!
His face was especially fierce because of this.
Song Zhi looked away and sighed.
There was a hint of regret in his voice.
Jing Rong was very calm. He didn't need to do anything, he just needed to sit quietly.
He drank the coarse tea prepared by Zhao Jiaban.
As for Li Cheng, because he had not seen the previous version of "Ghost Mother Buries a Husband", he did not notice anything unusual about this play.
However, when he saw the strange behavior of the clown and the reactions of the crowd, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. He muttered softly, "What's going on?"
Didn't you say you were going to watch the show?
Why did everyone look so solemn?
Li Wenshu, on the other hand, understood what was going on.
She was a woman with a keen sense of perception.
From the beginning of the fourth act, she already felt that something was wrong.
She overheard the conversation between Ji Yunshu and Song Zhi.
So, when Li Cheng finished speaking, she raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and said softly, "A play within a play!"
"What is a play within a play?"
"In other words, a game within a game."
"A game within a game?" Li Cheng was confused!
I don't understand!
He stared at his elder sister eagerly.
Li Wenshu smiled.
Amused.
This trip was not in vain!
She was also curious about the young master who was about to solve the case.
Who was she?
Who were they?
Li Cheng did not get an answer from her, so he did not continue asking.
He did not want his elder sister to think that he was too long-winded.
He could only focus all his attention on the clown and Ji Yunshu.
He watched and listened in silence.
He saw Gao Dali holding the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand. He frowned and looked at Ji Yunshu, asking her, "How did you know?"
His voice seemed to come from the depths of an abyss.
It was deep and cold.
It made people's fingertips numb.
Facing his question, Ji Yunshu's expression was calm.
She only raised her finger to his wrist.
Huh?
Gao Dali looked down at his wrist, frowning in confusion.
Not only did he not know, but the people in the troupe also did not know.
Ji Yunshu walked two steps to the front of the stage and looked at the pile of yellow soil on the stage.
She turned her back to Gao Dali. She explained unhurriedly, "In the beginning, I had a lot of doubts about this case. It could even be said that I had no clue. It was only when I saw the red spots on Miss Xiao Qu's wrist that I finally understood. "She turned around and continued," Miss Xiao Qu told me that whenever she touched a leaf called the Violet Night Flower, her wrist would have those densely packed red spots.
She told me that once she touched a leaf called the Purple Night Flower, her wrist would be covered with tiny red dots. However, during this period of time, she didn't even touch the leaf of the Purple Night Flower. That flower only blooms in extremely cold places, such as … a graveyard! "
A graveyard!
When she said these two words, she could clearly hear the people around her sighing.
After all, that kind of place really made people's backs turn cold.
Gao Dali did not interrupt her.
He allowed her to continue. Ji Yunshu said, "But Xiao Qu said that she did not touch the Violet Night Flower during this period of time. Coincidentally, when the yamen was interrogating Zhang Xiaobai, I accidentally bumped into you. When you supported me, I found that there were similar, or even identical, red spots on your hand. It was exactly the same as Xiao Qu's symptoms. It was obvious that you were all very sensitive to the Violet Night Flower. In other words, it was very likely that you had touched the same thing, the Violet Night Flower, or something related to it. At that time, I had a hypothesis in my heart. That night, I went to Zhao 'er's graveyard.
At Zhuang 'er's grave, I found this kind of flower in the soil above her grave. Thus, my hypothesis was confirmed. "
Just as she finished speaking …
Li Chengzhi asked anxiously, "What hypothesis?" Ji Yunshu said, "You might not know this, but the cause of the red spots on your wrists was not the leaves of the Violet Night Flower, but the mist on the leaves. Therefore, I think that when the murderer was digging up Zhao Zhuang 'er's remains, the dew on the leaves of the Violet Night Flower seeped into the bones. Thus, when Miss Xiao Qu was burying the grave in the last scene of' The Ghost Lady Buries her Husband ', she touched the bones of the deceased, causing the red spots to appear on her wrists. Other than Miss Xiao Qu, you also touched the bones. However, during the time when the bones were discovered and brought to the yamen, did you touch them?
If you touched it, how could there be a red dot? The only explanation is that you touched it before the bones were buried in the soil. That's why I guessed that you might be the murderer. However, I wasn't sure, and I couldn't conclude that you were the murderer just because you had the same symptoms. Therefore, after I left Miss Xiao Qu's room, I sprinkled a small amount of phosphorescent powder on your body. That night, you followed behind us to Zhao Zhuang 'er's grave, but we discovered you and hurriedly escaped. Because of the phosphorescent powder on your body, the ground was covered in specks of light, so I was sure that you were the murderer! "
Without a doubt, you were the murderer! "
Without a doubt, you were the murderer!
In the end!
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