Fu Jun looked in the direction of Meng Yuan's finger and saw that two of these red spots were located at the bottom of the cabinet, the rest were in the middle of the cabinet, and even one was at the top. Looking at its shape, it looks like a splash of blood.

It's just that if it is bloodstained, the color of this red spot is too bright, and it is almost the same as paint.

Tang Jun also came over at this time, stared at those places carefully, and suddenly shrugged his nose and said, "Since I was just now, I felt that there was a faint fragrance in this room, I thought it was ...... incense, but the closer you get to the red spot, the stronger the fragrance becomes, and it seems that the fragrance should come from the red spot. ”

As early as when Tang Jun spoke, Meng Yuan had pulled Fu Jun to the other side without a trace, and when he heard Tang Jun say this, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the breath on his body had already cooled.

Probably knowing that his words were a little abrupt at the moment, Tang Jun coughed slightly, and his face was quite unnatural.

At first, he really thought it was the incense on Fu Jun's body, so he never mentioned it, and then he realized that the fragrance came from the wall. He also told the truth and had no other intentions. It's just that although he thinks so in his heart, his handsome face gradually becomes a little hot.

He coughed, took a few steps back in disguise, and came straight to a stop by the door.

Meng Yuan glanced at him, then turned his head and sniffed lightly at the red spot.

Sure enough, Tang Jun was really not lying, there was indeed a vague aroma in the red spots, and the five senses of people who practiced martial arts were far better than ordinary people, but this smell was very faint when Meng Yuan smelled it, but Tang Jun said that he had already smelled it. It seems that he was born with a keen sense of smell.

Thinking like this, Meng Yuan's breath was slightly soothing, and the eyes that looked at Tang Jun were no longer cold.

Fu Jun didn't smell any fragrance at all, but Tang Jun's words reminded her. She immediately looked around, as if looking for something.

"Four girls, what are you looking for?" Wang Xiang asked.

Several young people ran to the front, so he stood behind and watched, and when he saw Fu Jun looking around, he asked.

"Maternal grandfather. The granddaughter wants to light a candle. There is only no fire fold. As Fu Jun spoke, he walked lightly to the cabinet on the other side, and took out a thin candle from the cabinet very familiarly.

Everyone looked at her movements with amazement on their faces, and Fu Jun raised the candle and said, "I just glanced at it." Found candles in this cabinet. So borrow it. She said. She smiled sideways, but although it was covered by a curtain, she didn't see the smile on her face. However, her laughing voice diffused from the curtain.

Meng Yuan had seen Fu Jun's performance in the Shanglin Bureau's rotting corpse case with his own eyes, and his demeanor was as usual at this time, but Wang Xiang and Tang Jun were both surprised.

A noble girl, calm and observant at the scene of the murder, that's all. At this time, there is no taboo in holding something that has been used by a dead man, how dare is this?

Tang Jun's eyes widened, and the look in his eyes at Fu Jun was full of disbelief.

Meng Yuan looked at him sideways, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and then he took two hands and bowed slightly to Wu Gou, who was guarding the door.

Wu Gou had already heard the conversation in the house, and at this time he immediately rushed over, respectfully handed over the fire fold, and immediately rushed back to the same place, and his movements were as fast as lightning.

Fu Jun stared at it, stunned for a while, and couldn't help but cover his lips and chuckle, and said "Thank you".

Meng Yuan stepped forward and lit the candle, and carefully rolled it on Fu Jun's sleeve before handing it to her.

"My grandfather is here, so I'd better avoid it." He leaned into Fu Jun's ear and whispered, his tall and sturdy body leaned down slightly, a moment of tenderness flashed in his cold eyes, and he stood up straight again.

Fu Jun then remembered that his actions just now fell in the eyes of the old man, and he was afraid that he would be a little uncomfortable.

She glanced in the direction of Wang Xiang, and saw that the other party was looking over with a worried face, and she hurriedly said softly: "Fang Cai's granddaughter is anxious for a while, and she has forgotten these taboos, please don't be angry with my grandfather." ”

Wang Xiang looked at Meng Yuan without a trace, and Fang Zhen said "Hmm", but he thought in his heart that he would still have to ask someone to prepare some dried wormwood in the carriage to burn it for a while, and go to get rid of bad luck.

Fu Jun didn't know that Wang Xiang was already thinking about getting rid of bad luck. She picked up the candle and pressed it close to a spot on the wall, and in a short time a very sweet fragrance spread from the candle flame.

The taste always diverges when it is heated, this is a very common sense of physics, Wang Xiang and the others also understood it at this time, Meng Yuan's eyes were already full of brilliance, like moonlight.

"Why does this smell?" He asked in a deep voice.

Meng Yuan never smoked incense, and he didn't know anything about incense recipes and the like, but Wang Xiang and Tang Jun were also confused at this time.

The aroma seems to contain some earthy smell, which makes it difficult to distinguish for a while.

Fu Jun did not rush to answer Meng Yuan's words, but smiled at him, put down the candle again, wrapped his hand in a handkerchief, and wiped the red spot on the wall.

Strange to say, the dry and hard red spots seemed to be smoked by the candle flame at this time, and she erased it a little, and when Fu Jun took back the veil, there was a faint red spot on the veil.

Fu Jun looked at the handkerchief carefully, the corners of his lips curved, and a pair of clear eyes also bent into crescents.

That's a big clue.

She raised the veil and gestured to everyone, Fang Han said with a smile: "If my expectations are correct, this should be a kind of ink clay produced in the original Nanshan country, called 'Qian Ling Sha', which is as famous as 'Bird Gold Clay', although it is not as valuable as the latter, but it is also a very rare kind of ink clay." ”

Wang Xiang suddenly came to his senses, walked a few steps forward, and looked at the handkerchief in Fu Jun's hand in the light, but saw that there seemed to be some micro-granular things in the red marks, he immediately stroked his beard and smiled: "Sure enough, it's really Qian Lingsha." The four girls have good eyesight. ”

Fu Jun smiled lightly and said, "If it weren't for Cousin Jun's saying that there are these red spots and fragrance, I wouldn't have thought of this." ”

Meng Yuan was already like a star at this time, looked at Fu Jun and said with a smile: "This is what is contained in the "Window Record". ”

Fu Jun nodded a little embarrassedly, and then turned to Wang Xiang and said: "Grandfather, a few years ago, the Queen Mother rewarded me with a box of finch gold mud. The book says that the spirit sand is 'faint and dark, slightly mudy', and it is 'condensed when it is cold, melts when it is hot, and the color is like Qian sand', so I thought of it. ”

Speaking of this, she put down the veil and continued: "The book also says that the Qian Ling Sand is mixed with a kind of water unique to the Nanshan Country 'Spirit Sea', so it is also different from other ink clay, and it needs to be bottled. ”

Wang Xiang stroked his beard and said: "The color is like Qian yarn, made of Linghai sea, so it is called 'Qian Ling Sha'." (To be continued.) )