"Is she really dead?" Wu Yue looked at Wangfeng Lu from a distance in shock, and a group of people escaped from the dead man's house with a lot of urine, and went forward crying and shouting, if it weren't for Yan Qi saying for a while, he was afraid that everyone would be called back for questioning when the government came to investigate, if he stayed here and waited, Wu Yue and Lu Rong would have already gone back to find their mothers.

The two of them clamped Yan Qi tightly, huddled together and stood far away outside Wangfeng Lu, but after a stick of incense, they saw a group of monks and laymen rushing towards this car, with a green lotus-colored robe sandwiched between them.

Good guy, I've never seen that thing run away so unrestrainedly, and on weekdays, it's either elegant like a fairy or a cold and arrogant pretending to be a plum, what's wrong with it today.

Yan Qi caged his sleeves, and shouted "one, two, one" to Young Master Yan Jiu according to the steps in his heart.

Young Master Yan Jiu rushed to catch a glimpse of his own sister who was stupidly poked in front of the rock, well, the hair was not messy, there were no tears on the face, the cotton skirt embroidered with broken branches and plums on the yellow background of the warbler was also clean, and the spirit looked good, not like a stupid howl and a stupid cry, he slowed down his pace, his hand was in his sleeve, the hideous expression on his face was gone, and the clouds were light and light, as if there was another person who was grinning and running wildly just now, and slowly and leisurely shook to Yan Qi.

"I also said that you have seen through the red dust and crossed the catastrophe. Young Master Yan Jiu said slowly.

The robber of your sister is not a fox who has become a spirit.

"Vixens are all beauties, you are so ugly, at best, you are barely a toad. "Young Master Yan Jiu looked at the sky.

"You shell. "Yan Qidao.

Young Master Yan Jiu pushed her.

…… What's more, this thing can hurt people without opening your mouth, you are a dung ball.

A group of pilgrims who came to watch were stopped outside the limited distance, and the people of the government came from the city for an hour, and the presiding abbot entered the scene of the crime to take a few looks, so that a little monk immediately went to the front temple, and the little monk used the tea time to bring back a person, tall and long legs, wearing a glittering satin brocade robe embroidered with peony dark patterns in purple begonia color, a white hosta on his head, and a ribbon around his waist.

Half an hour later, the little monk came out to look for someone, first the monk who knew the guest, then the monk who was in charge of cooking, and finally Wu Shishi, Li Taoman, Miss Chen Ba, Miss Liu San, Miss Thursday, Wu Yue, Lu Rong, Yan Qi, no one was missing, and they were all carried into Wangfeng Lu.

The corpse of Liang Xianhui in Wangfeng Lu still remained in the posture of death and fell to the ground, and her face was covered with a plain veil, but she could still see the hideous and stiff expression on her face that was frozen when she died through this thin silk handkerchief, several girls were all frightened, and they were huddled together in panic, Miss Chen Ba was even frightened and cried, and was about to turn around and flee out, but saw that the door was guarded by two warrior monks at some time, Zhang panicked and turned his head to look at the purple-robed man who was standing against the window, the remnant sun of dusk was isolated from the mountain, he was against the light, making the figure standing quietly around the chest appear tall and cold, forming an overwhelming cage in the pane, so that all the people in the room who were shrouded in this shadow were almost breathless, and his face was hidden in the shadow, except for a pair of pupils as bright as the snow on the top of the mountain.

"Wolf-" Miss Chen Ba was distracted by fright, pointed at the purple-robed man and screamed without words, and sat down on the ground as soon as her legs became weak.

The "wolf" put down his arms around his chest, slowly stretched his cuffs, slightly deviated his face, and let the cold golden afterglow behind him come in, dyeing a corner of his eyebrows, but seeing that the long eyebrows in the sideburns were like Zihao's sharp stroke on Su Xuan, his eyelids drooped into the dead fish eyes of the gray wolf, and he answered her in a cool voice: "Hi." ”

It seems that Miss Chen Ba is calling "Lang".

Taking advantage of Miss Chen Ba, who was scared to pee, the purple-robed wolf monarch casually hugged his arms back to his chest, "The deceased died of poisoning," his voice was a little cold, "All eight of you are suspected of murder." ”

"Nonsense! You talk nonsense! It's not me!" Miss Chen Ba cried on the ground, and the rest of the people were shocked and annoyed, and they didn't care to help her get up.

"Whether it's you or not, I have the final say. The purple-robed wolf monarch looked at the girl on the ground for a long time and cried, "It's getting dark." ”

The four words successfully frightened Miss Chen Ba - there is still a corpse in this house! Darkness, dead corpses, wolves, nothing can be more terrible than these, no more crying, let this nightmare pass quickly, she wants to go home!

Miss Chen Ba stopped making trouble, choked and shrunk into the crowd, the purple-robed wolf monarch turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, looked at the blurred old man Ding on the glass, and turned his head to look at the eight girls in front of him: "I need to know the situation at that time, from beginning to end, any details, and tell me all the way." After that, he stretched out a slender finger and pointed in the direction of the door, "You, come and make a note, and don't miss a word." ”

Young Master Yan Jiu, who came to watch Yan Qi's trial, was arrested, walked into the house slowly, looked for a pen and paper, found a chair at the base of the window and sat down, dipped in ink and a pen, and waited for everyone to speak.

A few girls trembled, you and I told the situation before and after the crime, the purple-robed wolf king occasionally interrupted, asked a few questions in detail, and even didn't let go of everyone's small talk, and finally asked: "Who brought the dim sum?"

The crowd replied: "What is offered in the temple is brought by the monk who knows the guest." ”

"Tea?"

"It's also from the temple. ”

"Tea set?"

"The tea set is placed in the Wangfeng Mansion. ”

"Pen and paper?"

"I brought the paper," it was Li Taoman who answered, with a white face, looking at the purple-robed wolf king timidly, "Today, I am the host, according to the rules, the paper is prepared by me, and the pen is brought by each person, because it is more customary to write with your own pen......"

The purple-robed wolf king stopped asking, slowly paced from the window to the table, reached out and rummaged through the pieces of paper on the table, found the paper stick that Liang Xianhui drawn, and put two fingers together, "Who wrote the words on the paper?"

"I'm ......," Li Tao said with trepidation.

The purple-robed wolf monarch put the paper on the table with the back side up, and then turned the rest of the paper upside down, half-bowing his head to observe.

The paper is very thick, and the handwriting cannot be seen through the back, which can rule out the possibility of manipulating the paper slip into whose hand.

Liang Xianhui died after drinking bitter tea, this bitter tea is not the same as the tea that everyone drinks, the tea that everyone drinks is the pine needle tea that is a specialty of Lianhua Temple, and the person who draws the beetle pit stick wants to drink another kind of tea, this tea is contained in another teapot, it is also a kind of tea unique to Lianhua Temple, the formula is not passed on, only the taste is bitter, there is a health effect, everyone specially asked the monk for a pot of bitter tea before playing the game, as a game, similar to carrying people around in circles and squatting and other tricking measures.

However, the teapot containing bitter tea was not changed during the game, only boiling white water was refilled into it, and the tea drunk by all the people who smoked the bitter tea was poured out of this teapot, if the poison was in the tea, these people would have died seven or eight times, and why was Liang Xianhui the only one who was hit?

Thinking of this question, everyone was a little afraid, and subconsciously kept shrinking back, and when the purple-robed wolf king raised his head, a group of people were all stuck on the wall.

The purple-robed wolf king wanted to be questioned alone in the main room one by one, instructed everyone to go to the side room tremblingly, and also made a warrior monk guard the door of the side room, responsible for supervising these parties not to talk to each other.

The winter sky was getting dark very quickly, and the remnant sun on the top of the mountain behind the purple-robed wolf monarch had already set down the mountain at this time, leaving only a light tail between the lead-colored clouds, winding like a snake.

These pampered daughters who have been pampered since childhood can actually poison and kill people, what kind of hatred can give them such courage.

Usually when there are conflicts between women, shouldn't it be a battle of words and swords.

When you come up, you can kill people directly, it's too cruel.

I always thought it was a farming copy, how to draw the wind mutation, change the brush legal system online.

Is it really good to kill people in the Pure Land of Buddhism?

I shouldn't be afraid of being a little nervous, otherwise I won't be considered physiologically unsound.

Like infertility or something.

Will the man who will marry me in the future use this as an excuse to ask for a concubine?

How can I marry a scumbag as soon as I get married, hehehehehehe.

It's better to prepare a few perfect killing techniques first.

killed the scumbag and absconded out of the country.

Talking about what kind of country is the neighboring country?

Speaking of killing...... Ah, by the way, there was a murder just now, who will be the murderer?

When Yan Qi sat on the chair at the base of the window with a paralyzed face and brushed the barrage in his head, the purple-robed wolf monarch's separate interrogation of the parties was still in progress, and the first one to be called in was Li Taoman.

Yan Qi heard Wu Yue say that among the four talented women of Splendid Academy, there are Li Taoman and Liang Xianhui. There is quite a bit of a Yuliang dispute between these two people, on the surface they hold a demeanor, but in fact they have a bit of a strong heart, both of them are beauties, both are talented women, both are celebrities, it is normal to be compared, a few years ago Li Taoman was more famous, Liang Xianhui was really only later suddenly had a momentum, and even the limelight was stronger, faintly had the momentum of winning Li Taoman's shoulders, in the past, those who were jealous of Li Taoman because of Li Taoman's double crushing of appearance and talent took the opportunity to emerge, inside and outside did not give Li Taoman any good words, and there were not a few people who praised the high and the low。

It is not impossible to have killing intent due to psychological imbalance, especially when it is rumored that Liang Xianhui has no real talent and learning, and relies on the gunman to get in the position, which makes people even more angry.

The second person to be called for questioning was the legendary Liang Xianhui's gunman, Miss Thursday Zhou Tinglan.

Miss Chen Ba said that Zhou Tinglan had a handle in Liang Xianhui's hands, so she had to be her gunman, obviously she was really talented, but she could only hide behind the scenes and use her talent to make Liang Xianhui popular, becoming a tool for her to compete for fame and fortune and satisfy her vanity. If this is the case, how could Liang Xianhui only use this trick to coerce Zhou Tinglan to write a few poems for her? The handle, not only represents *, but also represents dignity, a person is held by others, it is equivalent to being stepped on by others, some people would rather die than be humiliated, some people shamelessly beg to live, and some people swallow their anger and give in, they can't bear to break the net, if the most murderous motive is really Zhou Tinglan.

The third person to be questioned was Miss Chen Ba. Miss Chen Ba secretly admires Lin's great talent, and it is said that it is not a secret in the poetry club. Lin Dacaizi's reputation has even been heard of by the dead house such as Yan Qi, and it is rumored that he is tall and handsome, and he has not yet become a leader, and he is already the most popular candidate for a fast son-in-law in Kyoto's official circle, and the dream lover of countless girls. Miss Chen Ba is the most obsessed one among these countless girls, I heard that in order to "meet" him on the road that Lin Dacai traveled, she actually held an umbrella and waited in the heavy rain for nearly two hours, and went back to have a serious illness, almost died of incense, not only did not take care of it after the illness, but became more and more unable to extricate herself, and since she learned that Lin Dacai seemed to be interested in Liang Xianhui, every time the poetry club gathering, she must try her best to ridicule Liang Xianhui a few words, and several times the two even turned their faces on the spot, and the contradictions are accumulating day by day.

Murder is the most unstoppable reason of all the motives for killing, and any moral and moral principles are weak in the eyes of angry obsessives.

Then go down to the main room in turn to be questioned by Miss Liu San, who is frightened by her words and deeds, and Wu Shishi, who is guarded, whether these two people have a motive to kill, no one dares to guarantee, how many secrets a person has, how terrible these secrets are, if I don't say it, outsiders will never be able to imagine.

Liang Xianhui was killed instantly after drinking bitter tea, if the poison was in the tea, why did all the people who drank the bitter tea before her be safe and sound? Could it be that the poison was only later in the tea? But how can the murderer be sure that the person who will draw the beetle lot in the new round of games is Liang Xianhui? Or is it that the murderer was indiscriminate in the first place, so it doesn't matter who drew the worm lot? So what is the picture, cynical? Even so, in the teapot with pine needle tea that everyone drinks, killing one and killing more than one is killing anyway, and if you catch it anyway, you will be sentenced to death, and if you are cynical, you still care about killing more and killing less?

Therefore, the murderer is not killing indiscriminately, her goal is very clear, her goal is Liang Xianhui!

Before Liang Xianhui, there were nine people who drank the bitter tea poured out of the same teapot, it can be seen that the poison will not be the person outside Wangfeng Lu, and during the game, and even during the "intermission", all the attendants brought by the ladies are staying in the side, so they can also be excluded from suspicion, so there is only these eight young ladies except the deceased, and the murderer is among these eight people.