readx; A figure soon followed beside him, still with an expressionless face, his eyes swept over the entire mourning hall like Hua Xiaoxi, seeing that Hua Xiaoxi did not move, he did not open his mouth to ridicule her, and walked in directly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With Nangong rushing in front, it somewhat strengthened Hua Xiaoxi, and Hua Xiaoxi hurriedly followed.

The early summer night in the south is also a cool breeze, since Hua Xiaoxi's body has made Nangong Yifeng almost conditioned, these naturally have no effect on her, otherwise she would have been sick long ago after running around overnight before. However, when she walked past Wu Che with her feet raised, she found that this little boy named Wu Che did not seem to be like this.

The little boy looked very thin, and his face was even paler when he was draped over his body.

Thinking of his stubborn appearance just now, Hua Xiaoxi suddenly moved with compassion, and subconsciously raised his eyes, and found the cloak on the chair next to him.

It is estimated that Mrs. Wu left it, he didn't put it on, Hua Xiaoxi ignored Nangong Yifeng, who had already walked to the coffin, turned his steps, took the cloak in his hand, and slowly draped it on Wu Che, who was lying on the kneeling mat.

Nangong Yifeng found that the people behind him did not follow, and when he looked back, he happened to see Hua Xiaoxi carefully covering Wu Che with a cloak, this little girl always likes to meddle in things.

Hua Xiaoxi got up, just in time to see Nangong Yifeng looking at her, and hurriedly jumped over, about to do business.

Looking at the corpse in the coffin for the first time, Hua Xiaoxi also felt normal, normal is, there were no wounds on the corpse, and the skin was not blackened, looking at the expression, it was also very peaceful when he died.

The only abnormality is that this person should be dying of old age like this, but he is so young.

Hua Xiaoxi raised his eyes, looked at Nangong Yifeng with puzzled eyes, Nangong Yifeng also shook his head, he couldn't see anything abnormal.

Taking out the silver needle he was carrying, Hua Xiaoxi stabbed the silver hand aimed at the corpse into it.

When I pulled it out again, the tip of the needle was already black, and Hua Xiaoxi and Nangong Yifeng glanced at each other, and it turned out to be poisoning.

But shouldn't the skin of a person who dies of poisoning be black or other abnormal color? Why is it still so white?

What went wrong?

"You can reach out and feel what's so unusual about this corpse?" Nangong Yifeng, who had been silent all night, finally spoke, but what he said was what Hua Xiaoxi didn't want to do.

She is a girl's family, and she touches the corpse with her ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, and she feels cruel when she thinks about it! If she hadn't had to, she really wouldn't have wanted to do it! The white face of the corpse was already oozing, and she had to touch it, how many times would she have to wash her hands when she went back!

Hua Xiaoxi was still a little struggling, "Can't you see what kind of poison he has?" ”

Nangong Yifeng is an expert in using poison, and there are many treasured poison books in the Dream Pavilion that record the poison that Hua Xiaoxi has never even heard of.

But Nangong Yifeng still shook his head, "I can't see it, this corpse seems to have been processed, very few people can die so peacefully after being poisoned, at least, we don't have such poison in the Dream Pavilion." ”

Hua Xiaoxi is deflated, this is really forcing her!

However, Hua Xiaoxi would not be so easy, and after a few hesitations, she took out a small dagger and touched the corpse in the coffin instead of her hand.