Lin Xiaoyou was a little depressed, but in the face of the simple and bold style of the little girl Zhan Ruyue, she was helpless.

The third sister of the Du family is just a concubine, and her main function is to be an entourage.

With affection and reason, she has no reason to manage the emotional world involving Su Yan.

Anyway, as long as you don't get involved with yourself, I don't care about him**3,000, I only ask for one side of heaven and earth, each has nothing to do with it.

At this time, the rain is not small, Li is familiar with the terrain in the mountains, although there are like the moon to send mountaineering straw shoes and clothes, but the danger still exists, you don't see most of the drowned can swim, often walk by the river, how can there be no wet feet, safety first.

After some deliberation, the group decided to wait a little longer.

Zhan Ruyue's little sister looked very happy, and approached Su Yan and asked him to talk about the things in the yamen, Su Yan didn't shirk it and said it in detail, Ruyue smiled from time to time, in this barren mountain and forest, this girl's smile is like a flower blooming, and the haze seems to have gone a lot.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu and a team of officials watched from the side, as if they were going to be crazy.

Throughout the ages, beauties have always been popular.

But Lin Xiaoyou did not forget in her heart that Qiu Mingji's case is urgent, if it is not handled properly, I am afraid that there is a risk of life, this is not a joke.

Those officials who were walking on horses and shouting for Mrs. to spare their lives, although they had not been in contact for a long time, they were all honest and lovely, and they had no scheming, and she didn't want them to lose their heads like this.

She returned to the inner chamber where Qiu Mingji had died, approached the table, and stared at the pool of candle tears, she had always been extremely engaged in her work, and everything outside seemed to be isolated from her decision.

Judging from the confessions of the villagers, Qiu Mingji did not blow the night before he died, although there was rain but not much, he came to Lujiao Mountain in the afternoon, but it was not easy to rain in the evening, so he stayed in a forest hut for one night, it is worth noting that he brought dry food, and it seems that he had been prepared for a long time.

Lin Xiaoyou looked at the messy desk, restoring the scene in her mind.

In the evening, Qiu Mingji sat on a chair alone, or there were other guests, chatting, and the night was getting thicker, so Qiu Mingji lit the candle he brought, because there was no candlestick, Qiu Mingji had to drip candle oil on the table to stick the candles, but in this case...... Lin Xiaoyou measured the position of the candle tears with his hand, about half a meter away from the edge of the table.

Ordinary people light candles, not only candles, such as placing table lamps and the like, they are placed in front of the left, so that they can be seen better, but from the autopsy, Qiu Mingji's right hair and sleeves were burned, and the position of the candle tears was also on the right.

She squinted to the other side of the table, too close to the edge of the table if the candle had been lit by a guest.

Could it be that Chu Mingji is left-handed? Lin Xiaoyou frowned, she squatted down to take a closer look at the scattered paintings, the ink on them was fresh, and they were about the works of the last few days.

"Miss Du...... Mr. Qiu is not left-handed, I have asked Li Zheng, and I also asked the maid of Zhang Dahu's family, Mr. Qiu has always used his right hand. ”

"Ping'an ......" Lin Xiaoyou blushed a little, when did this big man come in.

She hummed, and looked around again, and for a moment her eyes lingered on the window behind the desk, where there was a strangely shaped flower pot with an unknown bouquet in it, but it looked like it had long since withered, and most of the shelves were damp, but there was a thick layer of ash on the inside that had not been wet by the rain.

"This is Qu wheat and half a lotus." Zhan Ping'an said behind his back.

Lin Xiaoyou was a little embarrassed, his intimate explanation made her uncomfortable but for some reason, she could only hum vaguely, but she still checked herself.

Suddenly, she froze.

Behind the strange pot, there seemed to be a dark shadow faintly visible, and she walked over and carefully took it out.

It is a delicate candlestick, but surprisingly, there are several matches scattered in the candlestick.

Lin Xiaoyou collected the matchsticks and put them in the cloth bag he carried with him. "Let's go, the rain seems to be light, and the people outside are probably boring to talk about." She pursed her lips and smiled, remembering Su Yan's face with a serious face telling Ruyue a story.

Even amnesia can't erase the essence of the breeder.

She thought it was a little funny.

"Ah, wait." When she was about to leave, Zhan Ping'an suddenly said. "What is this?"

Lin Xiaoyou walked over when she heard this, and found that there was a brown mark on the Taishi rattan chair near the back of the chair on the side of the table.

Could it be that the moth is flattened and the body fluids ooze out?

"It's a moth." Because of the surprise, her voice took on a hint of hoarseness.

"Maybe it's because this moth saw the light and flew over, and Mr. Qiu happened to be sitting on top of this moth, so he happened to crush ......," Zhan Ping'an said.

"It's not ......" Lin Xiaoyou's heart was beating rapidly, she had been present when Qiu Mingji's body was examined, and she didn't find anything like moth scale powder on her body at all, so could it be another person?

But...... She looked around, especially the Taishi rattan chair, but she didn't find the dead moth, and she walked around the room safely, and didn't find the body of the moth.

Scraping those things off with a knife and carefully putting them into the cloth bag that the fourth sister helped her make, Lin Xiaoyou wanted to go back to the yamen to identify them.

But the toolbox is in Su Yan's place, how to get it?

The rain finally got to a safe point, and Satomasa said it was time to go down.

Everyone put on their robes and straw sandals, and the group helped them down the mountain, Zhan Ruyue walked in front with Su Yan, Li Zheng and the officials walked in the back, and Lin Xiaoyou walked in the middle.

The Deer Horn Mountain in this drizzle still has a unique taste, the fragrance of grass and trees floating in the air, Lin Xiaoyou took a deep breath.

"Madame, be careful!" Before she could come back to her senses, a stone in front of her was kicked away, and she looked at the torn stone in a daze, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Ma'am, you didn't hurt your foot, did you?" Ping An poked his head out from the right, a look of concern.

"......" Lin Xiaoyou hugged her arms and squeezed out a smile. I'm fine, thank you, peace. ”

"No, this is what Ping An should do...... Zhan Ping'an's sunny face reminds people of Uncle Lei Feng, who is helpful and selfless.

Lin Xiaoyou: "......"

PS Ask for a small theater

Mr. Su: Why does the author write so high, we work so hard, but the collection stagnates? Yuan Fang, what do you think?

Lin Xiaoyou: My lord, I am the third sister, and my surname is Du Mingruo.

Master Su: I'm sorry, but the data has been too depressing lately, so I'll watch the TV series to alleviate a little confusion.

Lin Xiaoyou: My lord, there must be something strange about this matter, could it be that the plot is not good?

Master Su was aggrieved: "I have contributed a lot. ”

Lin Xiaoyou: "My lord, you can wash and sleep, maybe you watch TV too late, and you don't play until eleven o'clock every day, and readers don't like it." ”

Master Su touched his chin: "Should I change the time?" ”

Dear, ask for a collection and ask for a recommendation ticket, a little hand is a little bit, and it's OK.