บท 154: One hundred forty-four, dark fire

Gu Dashun looked in the direction he pointed and saw a female corpse in the corner, none other than Cuihong.

She was tied to a cross, silver needles pierced through various parts of her body, her wrist had been slit open, and underneath was a bowl filled with congealed blood.

Following the trail of blood overflowing from the bowl, Gu Dashun noticed that it only spread to the foot of the column.

Whose blood was that leading out the door?

He frowned deeply and shifted his gaze to the door, where no corpse that could have produced the blood trail was present. Then where did this blood come from?

Gu Dashun, considering the matter, suddenly lifted his gaze upward and saw a bloody corpse hanging above the door; it was another one of his maidservants.

Gu Dashun involuntarily gasped in shock.

No wonder the maidservant earlier was so frightened; she must have seen the corpse above the door.