Master Ji locked his eyes on Qingyun and looked back and forth, "Get up, raise your head and look at me carefully." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mother Liu and the others got up, anxious but not out of order, raising their heads and half-hanging their eyes.

"The little girl came forward", Master Ji compared the portrait with Qingyun, and exclaimed: "It's exactly the same as the person on this portrait."

Ji Bai was also looking at Qingyun carefully, frowning slightly and shaking his head: "No, although the appearance is the same, the expression is different, not the same person."

Eyes are the windows of the soul, different temperaments, people with the same appearance will also have subtle differences, Ji Bai's mind is delicate and deeply impressed by Li Chenyu, he dares to conclude that this is not the same person.

"Really"?

Master Ji is a scholar, and he doesn't believe that people can come back from the dead.

Ji Bai raised his eyebrows and decided to test her, whether it was the same person who tried it.

He glanced at the inkstone by the door.

Xi Yan nodded secretly and walked in front of Qingyun, and everyone only thought he was going to be carefully identified.

I saw that Xi Yan's expression was cold, and he unexpectedly slapped Qingyun.

He thought that the person in the portrait was very strong in martial arts, and if he tested her unprepared, she would definitely show her feet.

Qingyun looked at Xi Yan in a daze, fell to the ground with a thud, and cried regardless of wow when she reacted, she was not injured, but it hurt a little.

Xi Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, retracted his hand and touched his nose, hugged his fist like an apologetic gesture to Qingyun, and retreated behind Ji Bai.

Mother Liu was startled by Qingyun's cry, knelt on the ground with a pop, walked to Qingyun's side, took her in her arms and covered her mouth, and said in fear, "Don't blame the lord, this girl is ignorant, don't blame you."

Master Ji glanced at Ji Bai, looked at him as if he was thoughtful, turned around and waved his hand: "Get up."

Mother Liu hurriedly pulled Qingyun to the side.

Master Ji asked Ji Zhong on the side: "When will the people sent to Jizhou Mansion come back?"

This matter came out of Jizhou Mansion, and if you want to find out the whole thing, you have to start from the source, and he can't stand by and watch things are so weird.

Ji Zhong's heart turned a thousand times, he thought that it was just someone who wanted to ruin their reputation, but he didn't expect it to become more and more weird, and said with a steady face: "Hurry up and come back in three days."

Master Ji stroked his beard and asked Ji Bai: "Yunchuan, what do you think?"

Yunchuan is Ji Bai's cousin, I saw that his skin was fair and delicate, his forehead was smooth and full, his nose was straight, his handsome face was sharp and angular, his lips were a little curved, and his teeth were snow-white. The appearance is very good, and the temperament is mature and calm, which attracts people's attention.

The fingers holding the tea cup are white and slender, and the bones are distinct. He said with a lazy expression: "If you find the grave, you will know that there are no wonders in the world, and it is not known whether there is a resurrection from the dead."

He was in charge of the family business, and when he was a teenager, he took over the household chores and read poetry and books, and he heard a lot of strange things.

Master Ji shook his head disapprovingly: "That's impossible, it must be that the girl was out of breath for a while and was mistakenly thought to be dead by the family, and there are a few people who went to get married, and people can only be called to ask to make a conclusion."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard He Fei say: "Master, those mothers-in-law are here."

Those mothers-in-law were the entourages who had sent Miss Ji to get married, and they knew everything about Qingyang, only one of them recalled: "Master, it is true that Qingyang died, the child had a high fever for five days, and I was afraid that the eldest lady would be contaminated with bad luck, so I moved her to the slave where the slave was taken care of day and night, she had convulsions from time to time, and fainted from time to time, the last time the slave thought she was still fainting and fed the medicine, and waited for a night and did not see her wake up, and she was already stiff when she touched her body, The face was blue and breathless, the slave maid had a private relationship with Liu's mother, and saw that Qingyang was really pitiful and died in a foreign land, and asked someone to buy a thin coffin in the nearby countryside, and buried her on the side of the road and set up a tombstone.

What the woman said was true, and several other people who knew about it also echoed it. This thing is strange everywhere, and Master Ji frowned and pondered.

Ji Bai rubbed the jade pendant on his waist in his hand, and said slowly: "There is another person with the person in the portrait, that is an old man's Beijing accent, if you can find him, you will definitely be able to uncover this mystery, the source is where the Jizhou Mansion Zhang family, they are behind the scenes, they must be somewhat involved with the person in the portrait."

Master Ji nodded, and sent someone to take his post and hurried to Jizhou Mansion.

Don't talk about the Ji family.

Not far from the outer city.

At this time, Li Chenyu was massaging Grandma Sun who was lying on the bed and couldn't move.

Early in the morning, she cried and cried to find her, saying that Grandma Sun couldn't get out of bed, Li Chenyu had predicted in his heart that Grandma Sun would be paralyzed on the bed sooner or later, the old lady had lumbar spondylosis, when she met, she fell on the ground and couldn't stand up, and the next day she endured the pain as usual like a nobody, and often felt pain as if she was used to the pain, Li Chenyu saw that she often couldn't sleep all night, and bent over to wash the pulp during the day, which was the most unfavorable to the lumbar spine, and the weather was getting colder and colder as she got older, and she couldn't get up all of a sudden.

Li Chenyu has never studied medicine, but she also knows that with the backward medical conditions in ancient times, she can't cure lumbar spondylosis at all, all she can do is to use her ability to help her correct the lumbar spine, plus press the acupuncture points, she is not good at using too many abilities, and thinks sarcastically, if she exposes herself, she is afraid that she will be regarded as a demon again.

Grandma Sun lay on her side, the expression on her face seemed to be painful and comfortable, and she moaned from time to time.

Li Chen's hands are strong, and he massages according to the meridians, which is twice the result with half the effort to relieve pain.

Man looked at it carefully and seriously, and asked from time to time: "Chenyu, do you want to press your back for back pain?"

Li Chenyu's unsinister face was still very cute, and her long eyelashes looked serious, and she said lightly: "You just have to follow along like this, and press it for your grandmother every day, it can be somewhat useful."

Grandma Sun couldn't help crying in her heart, and choked up: "Without your help, my wife is probably going to be paralyzed."

She felt that her whole body was a little lighter, her body that couldn't feel the heat all day was not so cold, and her legs and feet could move, if she was paralyzed, wouldn't it be worse for this family, now it is much better than before, and her heart is relieved a lot.

Li Chenyu smiled, and the dimples on his face appeared from time to time: "Do less work in the future, and it is not a problem to live to a hundred."

She wasn't joking, she had just used her mental power to check her bones and internal organs, except for the more serious problems in the lumbar spine, Grandma Sun was fine, and it was not a problem to pay attention to maintaining her body and living for more than ten years.

His red eyes were full of tears, and in the blink of an eye, the tears rolled down like beads.