The face of the disciple who introduced Yan Yi suddenly changed. He grabbed the disciple's skirt and said, "you understand what you said. What's the matter? Who died again? "
"It's a disciple of Liushui sect! It seems that his name is song Yiming...
the disciple looked awe inspiring and frowned, "how could it be him?"
Yan Yi said, "what's wrong with this man? What's unusual? " He really knows nothing about Wulin people. It's hard to remember what sect he belongs to.
The disciple sighed, but he didn't know whether he sighed that the new leader of the Wulin was unreliable, or that another person died. "The leader didn't know. The female disciple who was killed first is usually not good tempered and thinks that she has a good appearance. She is always involved with other sects... But this song Yiming is a man of excellent temper, so he is younger brother I'm surprised that he doesn't have any enemies, by right? "
Yan Yi frowned, "that is to say, the victims have nothing in common?"
The disciple nodded his head and looked dignified. At that time, they had entered the snow house. Once Yan Yifu entered the door, he felt a strong smell of blood.
Two people, to be precise, two bodies were laid on the floor horizontally. Whether it is the man or the woman, there is a bone nail in the center of the eyebrow. What's more, most of their bodies have been corroded and turned into blood, but the murderer still wears his own clothes and looks like half a skeleton.
Yan Yi said: "how can you be sure that the dead one is the female disciple. What else... Song Yiming? It's also possible that the murderer found several other skeletons, and it can't be confirmed that those people died just because they have clothes? Who can recognize it
One of the golden robed elders said, "what the leader said is true, but the two people mentioned just now, my disciples and song Yiming, have disappeared."
"Well, even if the two people were not killed, I'm afraid it's more or less auspicious..." Yan Yi suddenly asked, "can these two people be..."
elder Jin seemed to know what he was thinking and flatly denied, "it's impossible that the female disciple has already been engaged, which is said by her father himself. Moreover, song Yiming is a man of pure heart and few desires, and is not close to women The two men made an appointment to flee. "
Yan Yi nodded, leaned down, took a brocade handkerchief in his hand, and skillfully took out a silver needle from the small bag in his arms. On the other hand, he picked out the only flesh and blood on the white bone and put it on it, and handed it to Lu Yunjian.
Several female disciples frowned and pinned their heads to one side, and others wept in secret. It seemed that they had a good relationship with the dead.
Lu Yun indirectly passed the brocade handkerchief. He took a closer look, picked it up with a silver needle, and pondered it over and over for a while. Finally, he came forward and used a small stick to poke at the body which was beyond recognition. "If there is something I don't know, you should not ask."
Yan Yi frowned, "life matters, what should not be asked, hurry up!"
"If I am not wrong in my judgment, there is a kind of poison in these two people, which is called unintentional."
People whispered, as if someone had heard the rumors, and suddenly changed color. Lu Yun stopped and said, "it is a kind of poison. It seems not accurate. Actually, it is a poisonous insect nourished by blood lotus. Its eggs are transparent and colorless. If people and gods do not know it, they will not be detected."
Someone asked, "this gentleman, even if it is poisoned, it can't be turned into two skeletons, right? Overnight! And this song Yiming. It's fine in the morning! It's just going to change clothes, and then it's discovered that it's like this -- "
Lu Yunjian said," once this egg hatches into a larva, it can't parasitize Saussurea anymore. It has to be soaked in bull's blood for three days and three nights before the larva can grow its export organ. At this time, if it is accidentally swallowed into the abdomen, the egg will devour the human viscera with lightning speed, starting from the spleen and stomach ”
before he finished his words, the crowd was in a state of uproar. Some hide to one side, vomit repeatedly, even those who have seen a big battle are pale and frown.
"Of course, what I'm talking about is only one insect. If there are dozens of them, the speed of swallowing will be faster... Once these insects drink enough flesh and blood, they will take human flesh and blood as ovaries and multiply rapidly..."
suddenly, Yan Yi raised his hand, "I have one thing to understand - how painful it is to be born to devour the internal organs and the whole body's flesh and blood? Can't people who are poisoned by poisonous insects not cry for help? "
As soon as he said this, everyone was lost in thought. Lu Yun spread his hands. "I know only so much. As for why they didn't call for help, they were found after they died. I don't know."
Yan Yi asked, "did they ever see anyone before they were alive?"
There is humanity, "elder martial brother song Yiming and senior brother Fu Chaohua have the closest relationship."
Not for a while, Fu Chaohua and another female disciple were brought over. Yan Yi sent them back. Only Lu Yunjian and the two disciples were left.
For a moment, the room was quiet. Yan yiduan was sitting on the imperial chair. Fu Chaohua looked like a talented person. His sword eyebrows were bright and his female disciples were pretty and lovely. Both of them had silent steps and steady breath. They should be experts in the sect."Fu Chaohua, what did your younger brother song Yiming say before he left?"
Fu Chaohua shook his head. "At that time, I was in meditation. He only said he would go out for a trip. As for what he said, I didn't pay attention to it."
Yan Yi turned to the female disciple again, "what's your name?"
The female disciple one holds a fist, "dare not be, Yang Qiushuang."
"Did Miss Yang ever hear what the girl disciple said? Or who? " Yan Yi remembers what the first disciple said to her, "it's said that... This female disciple has a bad temper? On weekdays, she doesn't mix with people much. Does she have enemies? "
Yang Qiushuang seems to have not come out of the haze of the dead, looking gloomy. "In fact, all say that ah Qing has a bad temper. In fact, she is a very careful person. Since the master asked her to take care of my food and drink, she has done everything in every detail and made no mistakes. So she died suddenly... I blame me for not protecting her."
Yan Yisu believes that xiangyouxin is born of Yang Qiushuang. Although Yang Qiushuang is a young star in the clan, he is not arrogant and arrogant. He looks really dejected. If his acting is not superb, he may have nothing to do with the murderer.
"As for the enemy, in fact, ah Qing has always been alone. Even if there are no good disciples with him, he doesn't seem to be able to form a feud..."
Fu Chaohua seems to have thought of something and added, "younger martial brother song Yiming of our school is a warm-hearted man with a good disposition. He always responds to every request, and can't form a feud."
Yan Yi and Lu Yun look at each other with a dignified look. They ask that up to now, the two disciples who are close to him have cleared most of the suspects of murderers.
Yan Yi said, "could song Yiming be promoted by your headmaster, so he was envied by other disciples?"
Fu Chaohua wryly smile, "if as you said, the first one to be killed should be under."
After some questioning, it seems that he still has no clue. Yan Yi has to let them go first. For a time, only he and Lu Yun were left in the room, looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"Yan Yi, I think there is something wrong with what you think. If you come up, you will be poisoned by the same family."
"What can I do? I'm also given by Luo. "
"I don't want to hear that. This poison was originally not only found in the Central Plains, but it was a strange poison from some sect in the northwest desert. I'm afraid that the number of people in the world who know it will not exceed ten fingers. If it wasn't for me to read... "
" you just want to say that you've seen many books of the broad reading group
"Go away, I want to say that the strange poison is hard to come by. It's a piece of gold. Which disciple of the sect says it's easy to get it? What's more, people spend a lot of money to harm a silent disciple. What do people want? "
Yan Yi said, "nonsense, I'm not a poisoner. How can I know? Their mind of playing with poison is strange. Even if they kill people for no reason, isn't it strange? Or to make trouble for me? "
Lu Yunjian looked dignified and said, "I really can't rule out that if I really attack you, I'm afraid this opponent will be in trouble..."
"the enemy is in the dark, I'm in the bright..." Yan Yi suddenly gets up, and Lu Yunjian asks behind him, "where are you going?"
"I'll look at the body again and see if I can find any clues."
"If you want to work on the corpse, you might as well ask for a sketch."
The two men's speech skills, already out of the attic, once again came to the small wing room where the two bodies were placed. This place was empty except for the guard of two disciples. Everyone was talking outside, and the two disciples were also bitter. They didn't know whether it was fear or heartache for the death of the same family.
Yan Yi asked people to light a lamp and look at the two corpses again. Suddenly, he seemed to see something unbelievable. His eyes were sharp and cold. When he looked at them again, he could not help but look down.
"What's the matter?"
"Why are they... Laughing?"