How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

In Hua Wusheng's hand was a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing.After comparing for a long time, she didn't make a move, she just put the knife aside.

The Teng family specially vacated a room for her to temporarily bury the body as a mortuary.Not everyone can accept the autopsy. After seeking Teng Zeng's consent, Hua Wusheng was alone in this room, and had a headache in order to find out Teng Xin's death.The evening wind blew slowly from the open window, carrying a faint fragrance from nowhere, blowing away the dull smell of death in the room.

In front of him was Teng Xin's body.The sons of the Teng family had washed the blood all over his body, and it didn't look so bad at this time - but there was still no obvious fatal trauma.

How did he die?Hua Wusheng fell into doubt.If it wasn't until the end, she really didn't want to tear people open.A silver needle was used to pierce the dead man's throat before, but it didn't turn black, indicating that he was not poisoned; there were scars on the body surface, but those were just many small wounds.The blood stains on Teng Xin's body came from these small wounds. However, although the amount of bleeding looked horrible, it was not fatal, and the edges of the wound were smooth, more like deliberately hiding the traces after death——

Wait, hide the trace?

Hua Wusheng suddenly thought of something, and opened the door instead.Outside were her disciples from Qianyan Mountain who were waiting for orders, because the night was getting dark, so only two of them were left here.Seeing Hua Wusheng coming out, the two of them heard Hua Wusheng say, "Nongying, go to my room and get the magnet."

Seeing Hua Wusheng's anxious appearance, the disciples who were named knew that something was wrong, and hurried back to Hua Wusheng's room.Hua Wusheng only felt his blood boil, his whole body turned cold with excitement, fearing that his old problem of lack of mental strength was about to recur, so he stretched out his hand to help the door: "Qing Ge, you also go together, and bring my Yuhua Pill."

It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself. Hua Wusheng is congenitally weak and has a problem of lack of mental strength.The disciple named Qing Ge knew that this matter could not be delayed, so he left in a hurry.

So in this yard, there is only Hua Wusheng left at this moment.There was still a faint fragrance coming from nowhere at the tip of the nose, Hua Wusheng caressed his chest for a moment, and the only thing around was the neighing of autumn insects.Shiyun, cicadas and Lin Yujing are an excellent example at this time.The louder the buzzing of insects, the quieter it seemed.Another gust of wind passed by, but she felt that the wind was not filled with fragrance, but a killing intent.

Knowing that after death, only a decayed body will be left behind, she still couldn't help but look back at the mortuary.Teng Xin's body did not move at all, so she also breathed a sigh of relief.This is probably to scare himself, Hua Wusheng secretly mocked himself in the bottom of his heart, people are not old, but their spirits are low, and they will feel that there are some gods and ghosts.

So Hua Wusheng turned around and went back to the mortuary, picking up the knife.If she guessed right...

"Who?!"

Someone came, Hua Wusheng looked over vigilantly, and then he saw the person's face clearly, he was relieved: "It turned out to be... um!"

The chirping sound seemed to get louder.

He couldn't help trembling with excitement in his blood, but suddenly heard a sneer——

"Ah ah!!"

Xingheying was woken up by such a scream, rubbed his eyes and opened the door, and saw Jian Qianshan also opened the door with a serious expression.

"...So I wasn't dreaming?" Xingheying looked sideways at Jian Qianshan, who sighed:

"Don't be smart at this time. Get dressed and go and have a look."

"Okay." Xingheying replied, but suddenly felt something was wrong, "Hey wait... Senior brother, have you seen my brother?"

Jian Qianshan had already returned to the room, and when he heard Xingheying's question, he was quite puzzled: "No, what's wrong?"

Xingheying looked at the closed door of Shui Fengqing next door: "...his skill is much higher than mine, now, what about others?"

When Jian Qianshan heard the words, he didn't care about putting on his clothes carefully, and turned out wearing his coat: "What? He's not here?"

Xingheying didn't care that she was only wearing her underwear, she turned around and knocked on the door: "Hello..." After knocking, the door opened.Not tied down.Xingheying was suddenly very nervous, and rushed into the room——

No one can hurt Shui Fengqing, he is the leader of the Demon Cult, and his rebellious mentality has reached the ninth level of perfection...

empty.

The bed was very tidy, it didn't look like someone had slept on it at all.

This situation was really caught off guard, Xinghe Ying froze in place, Jian Qianshan came in and saw this scene, also strange: "Is he not there?"

"Where can he go?..." Xingheying said "tsk", "Forget it, I'll change clothes first, I don't know what happened just now."

An ominous premonition flashed across Jian Qianshan's heart, the voice was like a woman's scream, and the woman here was just Teng Yunshui, the maidservant of the Teng family, and the disciple of Qianyanshan.

He changed his clothes and waited for Xinghe Ying to come out.However, they didn't need to find out what had happened, it had already found their way.

There was a fire in the distance, Jian Qianshan frowned slightly, and saw a group of people coming towards their Lingxu Sword Gate:

"Jian Qianshan Young Hero," the leader was Teng Zeng, "Mr. Tiekou's disciple, do you live here?"

The weird feeling in Jian Qianshan's heart intensified: "...Young Master Teng has something to do with him?"

"Tell me if he's here!" The one who choked was a disciple of the Seven Swords Society. Jian Qianshan turned his gaze to him, and a smile appeared on his lips. He was as gentle as usual, but with a hint of impoliteness. The sharp:

"I'm talking to Mr. Teng, don't you know what it has to do with this person? If it doesn't matter, please shut up. Although brother Jiaming is not from my Jianmen, since he is with us, Jian Qianshan We should also be concerned. Brother Jia Ming is not in the room right now, I am waiting for my junior brother to change his clothes and go find someone together."

The man was suffocated, and now he was filled with righteous indignation: "Oh, the young man said this lightly, this man is probably the murderer who killed Patriarch Teng and Sect Master Hua!"

Jian Qianshan frowned again, but then he laughed again: "If that's the case, why don't you come in with me first, how to find him still needs to be discussed. Besides, if you say that brother Jiaming killed someone, I don't believe it Why don't you come in and talk slowly."

There is suspicion of delaying time, but it is really reasonable.After all, the name of Lingxu Jianmen is still here, and no one dares to openly say that Jian Qianshan is delaying time to cover up criminals.

The courtyard was also arranged by the Teng family. At this time, Xingheying finally got dressed and heard what these people said.Everyone sat together, but Xingheying suppressed his anger wisely: "You all say that my brother killed the man, but do you have evidence?"

When these words came out, Teng Zeng was taken aback.After all, Lingxu Sword Sect is the leader of the righteous way. If you offend someone related to it, will the reputation of the Teng family... But before he hesitated, the fourth younger brother Teng Chue had already said quietly:

"I saw it with my own eyes. He killed Sect Master Hua and ran away."

Jian Qianshan remained indifferent, and ordered the servants of the Teng family to serve tea.Xingheying looked at Jian Qianshan, then at Teng Chueqi: "This is the fourth son, right? If it's my brother who killed someone, how did you meet him?"

"I'm worried about my father," Teng Chue said with a gloomy feeling, "I wanted to ask Master Hua if there was any progress. Hands are blood."

The servants brought tea, Xingheying seemed to be very thirsty, picked up the cup and drank a big cup.Seems like he didn't drink enough, he looked at the tea in Jian Qianshan's hand again.Jian Qianshan was generous, he smiled and handed him the teacup.Xingheying raised his hand and drank the cow, wiped the corners of his mouth after drinking, and looked at Teng Que.

However, before he could speak, he suddenly frowned, smashed the teacup with a flick of his hand, curled up clutching his stomach, his face was covered with ferocious cold sweat——

"There is...a problem in the tea!"