Shen Fu, who was sitting bored by the window, suddenly saw Wen Renli walking out of the room.

Shen Fu shouted at her, "Miss Ali!"

Wen Renli turned around, Shen Fuyu jumped out of the window, and asked with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go see Miss Chang Er, but I don't know if she's awake now. Wen Renli was a little worried, in fact, they had only seen a few faces, just because they had similar temperaments, so they could say a few words. Now that Chang Yan'er has suffered this misfortune, she is very sympathetic in her heart.

"I'm just bored, so why don't I go with Miss Ali. ”

Shen Fu's gaze staring straight at her made Wen Renli's face flush, and he lowered his head slightly in response.

"Good. ”

After the maidservant passed the word, Shen Fu and Wen Renli entered the living room.

Chang Yan'er had already woken up, and although she was sitting on the chair to meet guests, her face was still very pale, but there was a hint of strength in her paleness. The so-called people are divided into groups, and Chang Yan'er, who can hear people's thoughts, is just like Shen Fu imagined, and both of them have a gentle and watery appearance.

"Yan'er, I shouldn't have come to disturb your rest. Wen Renli saw that she was holding on to her spirit, and she regretted it a little in her heart.

Chang Yan'er shook her head, her eyes flashed with tears, her right hand clasped the arm of the chair, and she choked up, "I have had no mother since I was a child, but fortunately my father loved me, and later I had Ah Sheng, I thought I was the happiest person in the world...... Who knows that in just a few days, Ah Sheng died, his father is gone, and now you are the only one who comes to see me, who can I talk to besides you. ”

Chang Yan'er is indeed very unlucky, the disciple of the Green Sect who died not long ago is her fiancé Jun, and today she has no father. The successive blows made her weak body even worse.

Wen Renli also knew that most of the pain in the world could not be soothed with words, but now she didn't know what else she could do except comfort Chang Yan'er to take care of her body.

Shen Fu only listened from the sidelines and did not interject.

Wen Renli wanted Chang Yan'er to have a good rest, so she got up and said goodbye, and Shen Fu also walked out together, passing by an aunt who was in a hurry to go inward.

It was the Aunt Zhou who held her son and scolded Chang Meier.

Aunt Zhou's voice was not small, and she spoke eagerly, so Shen Fu vaguely heard her and Chang Yan'er talking about 'robbing her fiancé', 'dove occupying the magpie's nest', 'the position of the sect master' and the like.

On the way back with Wen Renli, Shen Fu also listened to a few words about the maid and woman who was sweeping in the courtyard chewing the root of the master's tongue.

"The second lady is too pitiful, she just lost her fiancé on the front foot, which again, alas, ......"

"Who said it wasn't, as soon as the sect master died, I'm afraid this Lin Sect will be the eldest lady in the future. ”

"Don't mention the fiancé, it's a loss, it's dead, or else you'll have to become the fiancé of the eldest lady. ”

"You've heard about that, too?"

The mother-in-law sneered, "Why did that fiancé die?

Several people sighed and sighed in the end, all boiled down to one sentence, "Second Miss is pitiful......"

Shen Fu, who was silent on the side, smiled, this family is really interesting.

In the dead of night, a petite figure burst out of the southwest wing, and his footwork was flexible and vigorous into Chang Yulin's mourning hall.

A quarter of an hour later, the dark shadow quietly returned to the room.

"Who?!" she whispered.

After a snap of the fingers, the fire candle on the table lit up, illuminating the side face of Ruyu who was one of the people at the table.

"What did you find?"

The cold voice sounded slowly, it was Jun Heng.

"Sure enough, I still can't hide anything from Master. Shen Fu grinned and pulled off his scarf, "I just pricked Chang Yulin's abdomen with a silver needle." ”

So, he was poisoned. Jun Heng looked at the blackened silver needle in her hand.

"Exactly. Shen Fu put the silver needle on the table, "Recently, there have been too many people who have died in the same condition, and everyone has rumored that 'evil art harms people', presumably the murderer took advantage of this loophole." ”

"I remember that Wen Renying checked Chang Yulin's throat at that time and found no poisoning. ”

"The throat is not poisonous, but the internal organs have turned into blood and water, what does this mean? It shows that what Chang Yulin eats and drinks is non-toxic, and the poison has an effect in the stomach. ”

Shen Fu's words seemed to be inconsistent, but in fact, Jun Heng understood, "You mean that two or more things that are harmless when taken alone, but can produce highly poisonous when taken together?"

Shen Fu spread his hands, "This is just my speculation, and it takes the help of someone to confirm it." ”

"Who?"

"Naturally, it's a master of poison. ”

Jun Heng's slender fingers clasped Shen Fu's wrist and pulled it, and the scene around the two of them changed instantly. Shen Fu, who didn't pay attention to his feet, shook violently, and was caught in his arms by the quick-eyed man beside him.

Holding his arms subconsciously with both hands, Shen Fu looked around and said in surprise, "I haven't said anything yet, how do you know that it is Xuyu Mountain?"

At this moment, the two of them were at the foot of the Suyu Mountain, a hundred miles away.

Jun Heng's left hand was firmly on her waist, "The master of using poison is Song Jizhi, the poison immortal of Xu Yu Mountain." ”

The distance between the two was very close, so close that Shen Fu could feel the warm breath when Jun Heng spoke, and the temperature that the thin clothes could not block was transmitted to her palm. He leaned over to look at her, the drop of blood jade hanging from his eyebrows seemed to fall on her face, and Shen Fu's heart beat violently without warning. She covered her face with a sense of guilt, last time she complained about Ye Qingyan, but now she feels that it is not incomprehensible, the night is sultry and beautiful, and it is normal for people to occasionally not be able to hold it.

Despite this, Shen Fu still took two steps back without a trace, and shook his head vigorously with his eyes closed, as if this would be able to shake the drop of blood jade out of his brain.

Jun Heng was puzzled, "What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

"What's that, the wind and sand are big, and I'm blind. ”

"I'll take a look. He stepped forward.

Shen Fu hurriedly waved his hand to express his gratitude, "Don't don't, I'm fine!" She said in her heart, don't come over, if my sister and I don't pay attention to do anything excessive to you, I won't coax you to cry.

Retracted his empty arm, Jun Heng didn't speak again.

"Let's go up the hill. ”

The night is deep, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

The two walked all the way to the top of the mountain, where two thatched huts were built opposite each other, one house was planted with unknown wildflowers, and the other house was raised in front of a group of various small beasts, which looked distinct. Similarly, a lantern hangs on the eaves of both thatched huts, enveloping the warm yellow candle flames.

By this time, the sky was already faintly bright.

With a 'squeak', a door opened, and a man in clothes leaned against it. The face is not very old, but for a person who cultivates the spirit, his appearance does not represent his real age.

Song Jizhi yawned, "Why are you two visiting at this moment?"

"There is a small sect master in Bian Shu who was poisoned and died yesterday, and I want to invite the poison immortal to take a look. Shen Fu said.

Hearing that the person had died, a trace of compassion appeared on Song Ji's face, "If the person is dead, whether I go or not, what can I change? ”

Jun Heng was silent on the side, Song Jizhi was really the same as rumored, although he had learned a magical poison technique, he was a compassionate character.

"This lantern is really beautiful. Shen Fu was not discouraged when he was rejected, pointed to the lotus-shaped lantern on the eaves and smiled, and said casually, "Picking in the ink lotus pond is just like an old man." ”

"You-" Song Jizhi looked at Shen Fu's expression slightly, and after a while, he slowly spoke, "Then I'll go with you." ”