Soon, there was movement in the post house, and someone seemed to be telling the prince or something. When the Blood Rakshasa heard this, his heart sank, and it seemed that something had happened again.

After the prince got the news, he hurried towards the Blood Rakshasa here.

Originally, I was still hesitating along the way, what if I disturbed the rest of the immortals?

But when he arrived at the Blood Rakshasa room, he saw her standing outside the door, looking like she had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Blood Rakshasa asked, raising an eyebrow.

She knew that the prince would definitely come.

The prince hurriedly suppressed the surprise in his heart, and turned to an anxious and worried look, "Things are a little wrong, Song Zhongting is dead." ”

"He's dead?"

Hearing this, even the Blood Rakshasa felt a little stunned.

Why did people who were still talking together during the day die in one night?

"This matter is serious, I must rush to the Song family immediately, Shangxian you ......"

"I'll go with you."

Blood Rakshasa said.

Things are getting stranger and stranger, and even if she is an immortal who doesn't want to take care of the mundane affairs of this world, she can't help but want to figure things out.

When I came to the Song family, the Song family was already brightly lit, and Song Zhongting's body had been parked in the lobby, covered with a white cloth.

The Song family looked grief-stricken.

Seeing the prince and the Blood Rakshasa coming, it seemed that they had grasped a life-saving straw, and their eyes were full of hope when they looked at them, hoping that they could catch the murderer.

The Blood Rakshasa stepped forward and lifted the white cloth on Song Zhongting's body to take a look.

Like the Bai family, Song Zhongting's face was peaceful, there were no wounds on his body, and there were no traces of fighting.

The prince motioned for the imperial doctor and the servant to come forward to check, but sure enough, nothing was found, and the Bai family died as mysteriously as the Bai family.

"Who found him, and where?"

The Blood Rakshasa looked around at everyone and asked.

"It's a concubine."

A woman walked out of the crowd, and it was the woman who was holding Song Yue's hand tightly during the day.

By this time, she was already in tears, and she could not raise her head with a handkerchief.

During the day, she was still worried about whether her son could get out of the homicide, but she didn't expect her husband to be killed again at night.

Why is she so miserable!

"Mrs. Song, please mourn and tell me in detail what happened!"

Prince Road.

"Yes."

Mrs. Song blew her nose fiercely, and then said with a pair of red and swollen eyes.

"Originally, as in the past, I was waiting in the room for the master to come back from practice. But who knew that after the usual moment, the master still didn't come back, so he hurriedly went to the backyard to look for it, but found that the master was ...... He's ......"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Song was already silent.

"Your Song family also has a martial arts arena, why do you want to go to the backyard to practice?"

The prince asked.

"Because there's a well in the backyard. Every time the master finished practicing, he would drink water from the well. It is said that the well water that has just been beaten is cool and sweet, and it is best to drink a bowl after practicing. ”

Mrs. Song replied.

This is something that the Song family knows from top to bottom.

"During this time, you didn't notice anything abnormal?"

Blood Rakshasa asked.

"Anomaly?"

Mrs. Song's hand wiping away tears paused, as if she had thought of something.

"If you want to say that it is abnormal, I don't know if it counts. I once heard something breaking in the backyard, but I didn't care. ”

"Why don't you care?"

Blood Rakshasa asked again.

As if frightened by the Blood Rakshasa's step-by-step pressing, Mrs. Song muttered: "There are porcelain bowls for drinking water by the well in the backyard, and it is normal to break one or two occasionally!" ”